"Go and send the imperial doctor!" Zangyun carried Zhao Yizhi on his back, roared loudly, and leaped into the palace city in one fell swoop. Like an arrow off the string, he rushed into Qiyang Palace, Zhao Yizhi's palace.
The little eunuchs in the palace were no strangers to Zangyun, who came and went. Although they didn't understand what was going on, some of them hurriedly went to the imperial hospital to hire an imperial doctor.
Zhao Yizhi was placed on the dragon bed, and Zang Yun anxiously stood by the bed, waiting for the return of the others.
In fact, as early as when he entered the capital, the pain in Zhao Yizhi's chest had eased a lot. Now I am just adjusting my breath slowly, waiting quietly for the imperial energy to suppress the dragon energy in my body.
"Your Majesty, how is your Majesty?" After a while, Jiahai and others arrived and crowded in.
"Don't make any noise! Your Majesty is resting. Has the imperial doctor called?" Zangyun signaled everyone to be quiet and looked outside the palace.
A little old man was holding a medicine box and squeezing in, but what was blocking him was Lijiang and Shanshan. How could he, a little old man, squeeze past them? He shouted anxiously: "Get out of the way, get out of the way! Let me go in!" It was the imperial physician Song Jing who arrived.
Just when Jiahai and Zangyun helped him push away the crowd, Song Jing squeezed in front of the dragon bed, but Zhao Yizhi opened his eyes and sat up: "I slept so soundly! Ha, I'm sorry to let Doctor Song Another trip was in vain."
"This..." Song Jing was stunned. He looked anxious when the young eunuch summoned him. He thought Zhao Yizhi was about to die, but now he looked as if he had just woken up.
"Your Majesty, lie down. Even if you are well, I will take a look." Song Jing stubbornly helped Zhao Yizhi down and carefully examined and treated him.
After a while, after confirming that Zhao Yizhi was fine, Song Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't run in vain, I didn't run in vain. I can rest assured now!"
After Song Jing left, everyone from Chen Congwei rushed in. The breath that Zhao Yizhi held in his chest suddenly released, and he fell on the dragon bed with a "pop".
"Your Majesty!" Everyone panicked. Zangyun turned around and was about to call Song Jing back. Zhao Yizhi reached out and the door automatically closed under his control, stopping Zangyun.
"This..." Everyone was puzzled.
Zhao Yizhi coughed violently: "Cough, cough, cough... I am not sick, and the Song Dynasty doctor can't take care of it. Ahem... If the news spreads again, people in the world will think that I am dead... These Jianghu sects are all swarming now. If we gather in the capital, there will be no guarantee that trouble will arise, so don’t worry about it.”
When Jiahai and others heard this, they all lowered their heads silently: "Your Majesty, it is useless for me to wait..."
"It has nothing to do with you, don't just... ahem... just say you are useless. I'll just wait for a few days. By the way, where is Qian Shuai? He left the palace earlier than me, why haven't I seen him yet?" Zhao Yizhi thought of Qian. rather.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. They had been on Xia Mountain all day. They didn't know where Qian Ning was, and they all shook their heads.
Zhao Yizhi sighed. Without Qian Ning in charge, he felt uneasy.
Just as he sighed, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Qian Ning rushed in with a copper mace: "Your Majesty, I heard that Your Majesty is ill. What's going on?"
When the guards saw Tongmai rushing in, they didn't dare to stop him. They all retreated to the side and waited patiently.
"It's okay, don't be surprised, Qian Shuai." Zhao Yizhi said loudly: "Where did Qian Shuai go? Why did he stay here for so long?"
Seeing that Zhao Yizhi looked poor, Qian Ning stretched out his hand and gently touched his pulse. Feeling Zhao Yizhi's stable pulse, Qian Ning felt relieved: "Your Majesty, I just came out of the city and I met a guy. After fighting for a long time, I captured him and asked Your Majesty to punish him."
"Oh? Did you arrest someone?" Zhao Yizhi became interested when he heard this. He knew that although Qian Ning was a bit impatient, he was not a frivolous and arbitrary person. If he wanted to arrest someone, he must have a reason to arrest them.
"Where is he? Take me to see him. By the way, why do you want to arrest him?" Zhao Yizhi stood up on the bed and asked aloud.
Qian Ning led the way: "It's just outside, Your Majesty, please." When Zhao Yizhi asked about the reason for his arrest, Qian Ning smiled mysteriously and let it pass.
Zhao Yizhi suppressed his curiosity and followed Qian Ning to the outside of the palace. The guards also followed outside the palace to see what was going on.
When everyone went out, they saw one person kneeling on the open space outside, his hands twisted weirdly, and they were obviously broken. Her hair is disheveled, making it difficult to see her true appearance.
"This is this?" Zhao Yizhi didn't recognize this person, but judging from his clothes, he looked like a...scholar.
"Hey, Your Majesty is asking you a question!" Qian Ning shouted, and the scholar was frightened. With this movement, his body tilted, and he had no hands to support him, so he fell to the ground.
Qian Ning's face darkened, and he hit the ground with the mace in his hand. The scholar knocked his head hard on the ground, and used the force to straighten up: "The sinner Shui Changdong, please kowtow to your majesty!"
Shui Changdong was chased all the way down Xia Mountain by Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi. He finally met Meng Qianya and used Meng Qianya to get rid of them. But he did not escape immediately, but turned around and wanted to return to Xiashan. As a result, as soon as he ran to the foot of the mountain, he met Qian Ning who had come from the palace.
Qian Ning accidentally glanced at him and was about to pass by, but the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, so he turned back. When Shui Changdong saw Qian Ning dressed in military uniform, he thought he was another heavenly guard and started fighting with him. It doesn't matter if he doesn't fight. Once he does, he will know that he is in trouble this time.
The mace in Qian Ning's hand was incomparable. Different from the strong wind brought by ordinary people, what he brought could be called a strong wind. It was obvious that he had already dodged the copper mace, but he could not avoid the strong wind. After exhausting all his abilities, Shui Changdong finally realized in despair that he was no match.
Qian Ning and Zhao Yizhi humbly said that "the fight lasted for a long time." In fact, the two of them failed to make a few moves, and Shui Changdong fled all the way. He fled from Xiashan to the south of the capital, but he did not escape after all. He was captured by Qian Ning and had both of his arms broken.
"Shui Changdong?" Zhao Yizhi was very unfamiliar with this name.
"What are you waiting for? Tell me!" Qian Ning shouted angrily, and Shui Changdong tremblingly told everything he had done, not daring to hide anything.
Zhao Yizhi stood and listened to him quietly, not even paying attention when the little eunuch brought a chair. After a while, after Shui Changdong told everything about what he had done, Zhao Yizhi rubbed his chin, still looking like he still had some unfinished thoughts.
"It can be said that it was done perfectly." Jia Hai couldn't help but sigh.
Zhao Yizhi nodded in agreement: "Yes, if Prime Minister Zhou hadn't done this for me, and his identity was exposed midway, I'm afraid the imperial court and Wulin would still be fighting on Xia Mountain!"
"I keep asking who is the instigator, but this kid refuses to tell me. Your Majesty, in my opinion, it is better to hand it over to Hai Xingwei for interrogation. He will be able to pry his mouth open!" Qian Ning asked Zhao Yizhi for instructions! road.
Zhao Yizhi walked down the stairs slowly. The guards were quite nervous, but Qian Ning didn't care: "This kid has been crippled, don't worry."
Zhao Yizhi walked up to Shui Changdong and slowly circled around him: "Let me guess, you use the power of martial arts to disturb the capital and fight against the imperial court. The fact that you can do this means that you Coming from a martial arts family, after all, I was once a martial arts family, so I understand the thoughts of the martial arts sect so clearly. And the ultimate target is me, and I have no grudge against the martial arts, so I guess which feudal king sent you here?"
"Nanhuai and Donglu have been brought under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, so naturally they will not do such things. Chu Xiang, it is possible... But you have such a mind, why wait until now? Even Ge Cifeng is dead, now with the help of There is no point in fighting the imperial court with martial arts."
"The only ones left are Dingliao, Beidi, Anxi, and Xigui..." Zhao Yizhi paused deliberately and observed Shui Changdong's reaction.
It's a pity that Shui Changdong didn't react at all. He had already made up his mind. No matter what Zhao Yizhi said, he would only ask three questions and never reveal a word.
"The three kings in the north have always been in the same spirit and are quite powerful. It is not surprising that they can create such a large formation. However, you have missed something. Do you know what it is?" Zhao Yizhi said slowly.
Shui Changdong only thought that Zhao Yizhi was deceiving him and remained silent.
"Some time ago, there were some corpses in the east of the city. We met that night. Those corpses were also caused by you, right? Although Daqi's territory is vast, corpses can move like living people. With such ability... Jianghu It shouldn't be difficult to find the sect among them." Zhao Yizhi put it bluntly.
Shui Changdong's pupils shrank, he forgot about this! In the Jianghu, only the Fuyin Division in southwestern Chu Xiang can control the corpse, and no one else can!
"There are high mountains and dense forests in the southwest of Chu Hunan. After those high mountains, there is Xigui... How is King Xigui's health lately?" Zhao Yizhi simply pointed out the mastermind behind the scenes.
Shui Changdong let it out in one breath: "I have no other words to say, but I hope to die quickly."
"Shui Changdong... I have always hated Shui Changdong in my life..." Zhao Yizhi felt a little regretful.
"There is always hatred in life... Shui Changdong..." Shui Changdong muttered these words of Zhao Yizhi, savoring the meaning carefully, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
He was born into an extremely privileged family, and he was born into the Sichuan-Sichuan Tang clan. The Tang Sect is subdivided into the Hidden Weapon Room, Puppet Room, Qinggong Room and other departments, making it a large sect. He was the son of a landlord. Unfortunately, he was born out of wedlock. After several searches, not only could he not recognize his father, he was also beaten several times and almost died.
His mother stayed at home all day long, describing to him how famous the Tang Sect was and how famous it was throughout the world. He also said that his father's thoughts were on their mother and son, but the time had not yet come.
One day and two days, one month and two months, ten years and eight years, year after year, the time has not come yet. He has had enough of waiting.
He murdered his own mother, went to Tangmen to report his funeral, and knelt at the door for four full days. Finally, his ruthless father sent an outer disciple to take him into Tangmen, where he only worked as a chopping wood, carrying water, and a handyman. It's rough work, but his martial arts doesn't allow him to be contaminated at all.
Fortunately, his talent was high enough, and within three years, he had mastered all the Tang Sect's martial arts with just a few sneak peeks. After being discovered by the old lady, before the old lady said anything, he was almost beaten to death by his father.
He killed his own father again and fled the Tang clan. Wandering in the rivers and lakes, I came to Xigui...
If he hadn't been wandering around in the rivers and lakes, engaging in intrigues and intrigues, I'm afraid there would be no place for him in Xigui.
"Life is full of regrets..." Shui Changdong sighed sadly.
"There is always something not to hate." Zhao Yizhi interrupted his lament.
He thought carefully in his mind, thinking about the things in his life that he didn't need to hate. Finally, he remembered that woman, the woman who was deceived by his design. She was always extremely mean to him in her words, but she never left him until the end.
"I have always hated Shui Changdong... Thank you, Your Majesty." Shui Changdong smiled bitterly and shook his head, bowed slightly to Zhao Yizhi, and then knocked himself to the ground...
Zhao Yi was shocked: "Li Yu's lyrics are so powerful?"
