Mou Bin also looked anxious on the side. The little eunuchs guarding the imperial study were all kneeling on the ground, each of whom was like a sieve, with a look of horror on his face. Although they didn't know how His Majesty died, they...

But those who have eyes know that there is something strange about this. When His Royal Highness frees up his hand, I am afraid that none of them who are serving them in front of us can escape!

Didn't you see it... Even Eunuch Li died in a desperate situation just now!

The little eunuchs all showed despair...

Soon, Wang Jimin, the envoy of the Imperial Hospital Hospital, came and saw that the scene changed color. Zhu Houzhao shouted anxiously when he came in.

"Call Envoy Wang came over quickly and see what happened to his father?"

Wang Jimin hurriedly came up and knelt down for a few steps, reached out to explore Emperor Hongzhi's breath, touched his pulse again, and looked at the pair of long eyes that were staring at the big one for a while.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

The envoy Wang took a step back, his head hit the ground and his body was shaking.

"Your Majesty, you have already returned to heaven!"

Zhu Houzhao was shocked,

"How could this happen...How could this happen... Look again... My father just got angry and closed his heart meridians for a while. Do you think of a solution... to prick the needle?"

The King's Inn sighed,

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has cut off his breath and his pulse is gone. Not to mention a humble minister, even Nie Shenjian enters the palace, he will be unable to turn the world back!"

Zhu Houzhao dared not believe it,

"But... but my father is still fine just now. My father is in his prime. He left as soon as he said he left. This... this is impossible!"

The King's Inn replied,

"Your Highness, this matter is of great importance... According to the rules, one medical envoy in the Imperial Hospital, two medical judges are consulted at the same time..."

This is the rule. When encountering the emperor's grand ceremony, three people need to be present to make a judgment at the same time. He came in a hurry and did not notify the two of them. At this time, the prince was doubting his diagnosis, so he should follow the rules!

In fact, Wang Yuan made a mature spirit and sat in his seat, how could he not understand?

Your Majesty is in its prime and is in his prime. He has been taking care of his body. Although he has had the problem of eating elixirs in the past two years, His Majesty is skeptical about elixirs and does not take many elixirs. He is under the care of all the imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital.

The dragon body has always been healthy, at most it is the death of the fifth prince in the previous period, which makes His Majesty sad and sad, the liver is weak and the fire is strong, and he does not want to eat and the spleen and stomach are damaged, but he is determined not to reach the point of life and death!

So your Majesty died strangely!

But his ability only shows that the cause of His Majesty's death was that his heart was so anxious that his heart veins were suddenly cut off and his blood was going against the flow, and he would vomit blood. He really couldn't see anything else!

If you want to talk about the cause of death, you really can't tell anything wrong!

The envoy of the Wang Yuan was an old man. How could he not know that the more normal things were seen in the deep palace, the more abnormal it was. The envoy of the Wang Yuan was wisely pulled two colleagues into the water.

The Imperial Hospital is on the turn of duty. Today, the Imperial Hospital is here. The other two magistrates have returned home. They have to be given a token after leaving the palace late at night. Your Majesty is already like this. Only the prince is in charge of the overall situation, so the prince is

He ordered someone to get the token, turned around and handed it to Mou Bin.

"Commander Mou, please put on your official uniform immediately, bring your companion with you, open the palace gate, and urgently summon two court magistrates to the palace..."

After a pause, the prince said,

"Please bring Wang Wanting, Lord Wang hurriedly enter the palace!"

"yes!"

Mou Bin got up and took the token, exchanged a look with Zhu Houzhao that understood each other. He turned around and went to the Jinyiwei Guard's room with the token. The Jinyi Guard's people saw Mou Bin suddenly appear at the door of the room safely.

Everyone looked different, and it was not until Mou Bin showed the token that he came to his senses and greeted him.

"grown ups!"

Mou Bin is an old world for many years. When everyone saw his various behaviors at first sight, he could see them all at once. He knew it in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He said to everyone with a cold face,

"Your Highness has an order to summon the Imperial Hospital overnight to be sentenced to the palace!"

Someone came here to send his official uniform. Mou Bin personally led someone to open the palace gate with a token. As soon as he left the palace, he immediately saw his son waiting outside. After Mou Biao left the palace, he kept guarding him.

Outside, I dare not leave!

In the palace, Mou Bin is fighting wits and courage, but his son is anxious. You must know that the family's life and life are all due to my father's actions tonight. If things fail, the Mou family will be defeated immediately.

If it works...

At this time, summer has passed, autumn is approaching, and it is getting deeper in the middle of the night, but Mou Biao sat upright and stared at the palace gate, his body standing straight and firm like a javelin, and he has not moved for a long time.

Behind him were Mou Long and Mou Hu, and they were silent and let the dew wet their hair and clothes...

Someone rushed over a hurry,

"Young Master, Xu Qi from the Nanzhen Fufu Department sent someone to break into the yamen..."

Mou Biao was stunned when he heard this.

"Xu Shi?"

"Young Master..."

The person who came was full of resentment,

"Young Master, Xu Qi is really not a damn thing. Although the lord is in prison, His Majesty has not yet convicted him. This old boy is so stupid that he can't wait. He brought a group of people to take Master Yu San and

A bunch of brothers, our people have already worked with them!"

Mou Biao narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart.

"So... is the traitor Xu Shi?"

He is my father's old brother. He has lived and died together for so many years, but at this time he actually betrayed his brother?

Humph! But it’s not surprising that only the knife in the back of one’s own people is the most painful and least guarding!

"Young master... brothers are still waiting for you to go back and take charge of the overall situation!"

Mou Biao gritted his teeth,

"You go back and tell Uncle Yu San, let him hold on, whether your brothers die or live, your future glory and wealth depends on tonight, after dawn, you will die... If we brothers walk the Huangquan Road together, if we live... there are still dozens of them in the future...

I want to enjoy the wealth of the year!"

The man was ordered to go back. Mou Biao gritted his teeth and looked at the silent Forbidden City in the dark. At this time, it was like a giant beast lurking in the darkness, quietly swallowing countless lives.

Mou Biao gritted his teeth and his eyes were dark.

“Xu Shi!

They didn't know how long they had been waiting here until a vague movement came from the palace.

"Master Eighth!"

Mou Hu couldn't hold back the most. It was the limit to being able to endure it until now. He couldn't help but scream when he heard the noise. Mou Biao's body did not move, but he raised his chest and took a long breath. He didn't say anything, his eyes were

Staring at the palace gate, the movement became louder and louder, and there was a sound of horse hooves. Mou Biao sat upright on the horse, his body was still moving, but his hand slowly reached to his waist, where his Xiuchun was hanging

knife……

When the palace gate was wide open, someone rode out from inside. The man in charge was tall, and the scarlet cloak shone out a bloody light under the illumination of the palace lanterns.

"father!"

When Mou Biao saw Mou Bin, he immediately relaxed his body and took his hand back from the hilt of the knife. He was very happy.

"father!"

Mou Biao slapped his horse to meet him. The father and son met, but the eyes met like a lifetime. Mou Bin nodded to his son.

"Go back to the yamen!"

Mou Biao understood and nodded, watching Mou Bin lead the man away quickly, he also pulled his head.

"Let's go back to the yamen!"

The sound of horse hooves sounded on the quiet streets of Shuntianfu. The light sleeper was woken up. He turned around and listened to the outside. As the sound of horse hooves drifted away, he cursed in the quilt.

"Damn it, can you let me sleep?"

No one knew that Daqing had changed this night!

When Mou Biao returned to Maoer Hutong, the Jinyiwei Yamen was fighting in the air. Mou Biao and three riders rushed over. Someone from the Nanzhen Fushi who was guarding outside wanted to come forward to stop him.

"Stop! Nanzhen Fushi Office handles the case!"

In the dark night, a cold light suddenly appeared, and the blood light flew from the man's throat, and was blown behind by the strong wind running by the horse.

"Mu Biao! You dare to resist the order!"

Someone recognized the person who swung the sword, and the sword light was brought in another sharp sword light. Mou Biao and his group rushed into the Beizhen Fushiya yamen, and the inside had already become a group.

, These people are all wearing flying fish suits, and everyone is dancing with their hands and embroidered with spring swords. This means that they are all familiar faces on weekdays. If someone else comes, I'm afraid they can't tell who is who is already.

Now!

Mou Biao rushed into the battle group. The embroidered sword in his hand must be a splash of blood. If the sword falls, it must be a scream. He has been laid by a famous teacher since he was a child, and he has suffered for more than ten years.

After practicing, Mou Bin personally taught the sword technique of his family. The sword technique of Mou Jiajia is best at this kind of melee, with a large number of people, and is extremely strong and fierce. After Mou Biao learned it himself, he rarely used it.

, the first time I used it all, but I used it on my own people. When I think about it, I felt sad!

But at this time, how could he think so much?

He rushed into the crowd like a tiger, and the people who knew that the Nanzhen Fushi were killed. In the Jinyiwei Yamen, although the Nanbei Fushi were all born to each other, they were all different from each other.

Similarly, when the emperor has something to do, he mostly sent the Bei Zhenfu Division. The people here run a lot outside and work hard is not weak, but the personnel are mixed, while the Nan Zhenfu Division specializes in controlling the latter.

How can you save the scene without recruiting a few good players in the world?

Therefore, in this scene, only Yu San and Mou Bin's capable generals were able to compete with these people, which was very fierce. At this time, there were already many on the ground of the courtyard of the Beizhen Fusi Yamen.

The lying corpse, blood gradually spread across the ground. Yu San had become a bloody man at this time, with other people's blood on his body and his own blood.

"Sir, brothers can't hold on!"

Someone shouted beside him, "The people in the North Town Fushi are no better than the South Town Fushi. Because of the complicated matters under the jurisdiction, the recruitment of personnel is also uneven. Not all of them are good at martial arts skills, but they have one."

The other brothers were in trouble, and they fell among the ten corpses on the ground.
Chapter completed!