Hurrying into the bedroom, in front of King Shen's bed, Zhu Huihong and several other princes stood with sad faces and their hands sideways. An old woman sat on a low stool in front of the bed, holding Zhu Xiaoyong's hand and stroking it gently. There was an old Chinese medicine doctor next to him. Whispering something.
Seeing Chang Yu's arrival, Zhu Huihong and others hurriedly saluted.
Chang Yu waved his hand to stop and walked quickly to the bed. He saw that Zhu Xiaoyong's eyes were closed, his mouth was slightly open, and he was barely breathing.
"Prince Shen, what's wrong?" Chang Yu turned his head and looked at the old Chinese doctor.
"Prince Shen is old and sick. He is exhausted and frightened after traveling a long distance. He has no power to take medicine. I'm afraid..." As the old Chinese doctor spoke, he glanced at Chang Yu's face secretly and then stopped talking.
Chang Yu waved him off, then called Zhu Xiaoyong gently. Seeing no response, he turned around and gave Zhu Shenxuan a signal, and the two walked out of the bedroom to the lobby.
"I'm just afraid that there will be more misfortune than good!" Chang Yu said.
"Well, what should we do? If a good person dies in Prince Jin's Mansion, if word spreads about it..." Zhu Shenxuan bared his teeth and bared his teeth in an extremely annoyed manner.
After all, if a prince fled to another prince's house and died suddenly, various conspiracy theories would spread, causing a negative impact on the Jin Palace.
Secondly, the ancients paid attention to omens. At this time, the bandit army was besieging the city, people were in panic, and an outsider suddenly died in the family, which made everyone feel uncomfortable.
After all, he could not escape his destiny. Chang Yu secretly sighed that the last King Shen was killed by a thief. Although Zhu Xiaoyong was lucky enough to escape from the thief, he could not escape with his life.
"I heard that rich people like you have some life-extending magic medicine hidden in their homes. Get some and give it to him and see if it lasts for a few days. It won't be too late to die when the thieves retreat or someone from the court comes." Chang Yu is a bit naughty.
Sure enough, Zhu Xiaoyong rolled his eyes and said, "You are a cultivator and you still need the magic medicine to renew your life. You can just order ginseng, snow lotus or something like that. Just do your best and obey the destiny."
"It's strange. Although Prince Shen is old, his body is still strong. He was in good spirits when watching the military exercise the day before yesterday. Why did he suddenly become so ill? Did you do something wrong?" Zhu Shenxuan said suddenly.
Chang Yu immediately changed his face: "It's because of our relationship that you are not ordinary enough to say this. If it were anyone else, we would kill him on the spot!"
Um... Zhu Shenxuan was startled: "I, did I make a mistake?"
"What do you think?"
Chang Yu stared: "It means our family assassinated Prince Shen. What a big hat!"
"No no no no"
Zhu Shenxuan waved his hands quickly: "I didn't mean that, I just..."
Chang Yu glanced at the bedroom and put his finger to his mouth to signal him to lower his voice.
"But after you visited Prince Shen that night, he became very worried..." Zhu Shenxuan put his head over and whispered, "Did he extort money from others?"
"Dongchang's secrets are not enough for outsiders to understand." Chang Yu rolled his eyes.
Zhu Shenxuan sighed and shook his head: "You eat, drink, have sex, live in Prince Jin's Mansion, then give you money, and finally die in Prince Jin's Mansion... What the hell is this?"
"It's different. You are family members. It is your duty to take care of food and shelter. But our family takes his money to protect his life!" Chang Yu's words were equivalent to admitting to accepting money.
"Save your life, that's nonsense, I'm going to die soon!" Zhu Shenxuan rolled his eyes with an angry look on his face.
"You don't understand. What I'm protecting is not his life, but the lives of his family, Prince Shen's Mansion," Chang Yu said lightly.
The two chatted for a few more words and stopped when they saw Zhu Huihong walking out of the bedroom.
"Mr. Factory, Prince Jin, my father is awake."
woke up? Chang Yu and Zhu Shenxuan stood up quickly.
"Prince Jin, wait a moment, my father has a few words to say to the factory owner." Zhu Huihong stopped Zhu Shenxuan with an apology.
Zhu Shenxuan nodded and sat down again. Chang Yu stood up and entered the bedroom. Princess Shen and several other princes walked out, accompanied only by Zhu Huihong.
"Factory, factory..." Zhu Xiaoyong's breath was like a thin thread, and he couldn't stop trembling when he saw Chang Yu struggling to raise his right hand.
Chang Yu quickly walked to the bed and sat down, grabbing his hand: "Old Prince, our family is here, what do you have to say?"
"Silver, silver...I gave the silver to you...but please protect my lineage, King Shen, ahem...Old man, I will be grateful even if I die." Zhu Xiaoyong's eyes suddenly opened and he stared at Chang Yu.
Chang Yu closed his eyes slightly and nodded gently: "I will do my best to ensure that your bloodline as King Shen is unbroken!"
"My son, my son..." Zhu Xiaoyong waved weakly to Zhu Huihong again.
Zhu Huihong walked quickly to the bed: "Father, father..."
"Kneel down!" Zhu Xiaoyong's words trailed off, and Zhu Huihong knelt down.
"I feel the end has come..."
"Father, you are okay, you will be okay..." Mr. Zhu Huihong burst into tears and held Zhu Xiaoyong's hand in grief.
"Listen to what I have to say." Zhu Xiaoyong tried to raise his tone: "Kowtow to your adoptive father..." He raised his hand and pointed at Chang Yu tremblingly!
What, what the hell! Chang Yu turned pale with shock and stood up with a confused look on his face, but Zhu Huihong did not hesitate and kowtowed directly to him: "Hong'er meets his adoptive father!"
grass! Zhu Hui, who was in his fifties in Hongdu, was kneeling in front of Chang Yu and calling him his adoptive father. He was making a movie like this. Chang Yu covered his head and felt dizzy.
However, he also knows that the reality is far more bloody than the movies. Throughout the ages, there are not many people who consider eunuchs as their fathers. Of course, the prerequisite is that the eunuch is a powerful eunuch. How many civil and military officials like Wei Zhongxian who are nine thousand years old recognize him as their father? ?
But Zhu Huihong is from the royal family. Isn't it too treasonous to consider the eunuch as his father?
However, there are precedents, let alone Cao Cao's father, Cao Song, who recognized the eunuch Cao Teng as his adoptive father.
Emperor Xizong of the Tang Dynasty, Li Xuan, called the eunuch Tian Lingzi his father when his father, Emperor Yizong of the Tang Dynasty, was still alive. After he ascended the throne, he was even more favored to the extreme.
But even so, Chang Yuzhen still treated Chang Yuzhen in all kinds of ways, people, in order to live...
When Chang Yu left the palace, Zhu Xiaoyong was still alive, and Zhu Shenxuan refused to stay overnight because he could not digest the reality of suddenly having a son in his fifties.
The street was quiet and dark, and the cold wind whizzed like a knife. However, Chang Yu covered his face and laughed so helplessly!
Hu Ling, who was on duty behind him, was so scared that he laughed all over his body. He wondered what was wrong with his master.
Chang Yu's laughter attracted the patrolmen, who shouted and asked questions from far away.
Seeing that Chang Yu didn't answer, he was still laughing wildly. The patrolmen drew their swords and started to take people. When Hu Ling saw this, he quickly revealed his identity and that was all.
On the south gate tower, Zhou Yuji, still wearing his armor, was sitting around the stove with a few subordinates talking about something. When he saw Chang Yu coming back, he asked casually. When he learned that Prince Shen was about to die, he also smiled bitterly: "There are enough people in Prince Jin's palace." It’s so annoying.”
"No, no one is worried about this matter!" Chang Yu nodded, then said good night to Zhou Yuji and went upstairs.
Fang San upstairs had already laid out soft mattresses, but Chang Yu was not sleepy. He stood at the window and looked to the south, where the rebel camp was brightly lit.
There's a fight tomorrow!
Perhaps it was affected by the atmosphere before the storm, or perhaps Chang Yu's mentality had not reached a certain level. He tossed and turned and had difficulty falling asleep, and was even a little restless. He did not fall asleep until the early morning.
However, just after sleeping for a short while, Fang San pushed him awake: "Mr. Factory, the bandits have launched their troops!"
Chang Yu sat up in excitement, put on his clothes in a hurry, walked to the window and looked south.
But there was a bright fire outside the bandit camp, and a long dragon of bright torches was heading toward Taiyuan City.
"What time is it now?" Chang Yu asked, then walked downstairs.
"It's just passed Mao hour!" Fang San replied.
It started at five o'clock, but Li Zicheng was impatient.
There was no one in the lobby downstairs. Chang Yu quickly walked out of the city tower. Zhou Yuji and a group of generals were crowding around the city wall to watch. At this time, they saw Cai Maode hurriedly climbing up the city tower and trotting towards this side, with a thin body. I'm really worried about being caught in the cold wind going down to the city.
"The boss is quite well informed!" Chang Yu greeted.
"Hey, I haven't slept all night." Cai Maode sighed and shook his head. He leaned on the wall and looked at it and said, "Has the main attack direction of the rebel army been determined?"
"It has to be the Great South Gate." Zhou Yuji stretched out his hand and pointed: "Here, there are only a few people rushing to the west city, but there is a steady stream of people rushing to this side."
"Who is on duty below the city? How many troops are there?" Chang Yu asked.
"He Chengxin! Three thousand generals, but the last general has just ordered all his troops to go out of the city to meet the enemy." Zhou Yuji replied.
"not enough"
Chang Yu shook his head: "Move all the troops from Beicheng over. The first battle for the rebel army should be to cross the river. Don't forget that although our trench array is lost, he has to cross the river if he wants to touch the city wall."
Zhou Yuji nodded and immediately sent an order to mobilize troops from the north of the city to support the southern front.
"Only mobile manpower is left on the city, and the rest are out of the city to guard the city river." Chang Yu said again. Zhou Yuji immediately gave another order. Chang Yu squinted his eyes and thought to himself, he and the others did not participate in any military meetings. It turned out that they had already had a countermeasure in mind. Has his own way of playing.
