Since then, there has been a general's palace but no Xiangjia.

"Boss Gu?" Baixiang went out and saw Gu Shuo standing in the courtyard.

Mudan and others also walked out of the door after hearing the sound.

Gu Shuo stepped forward: "I was standing at the door just now and listened to my aunts saying that I want to go to the border with Marquis Xiang Ming?"

"yes."

"The general is so seriously injured, we can take good care of him on the journey together."

A few people say something to each other.

Gu Shuo waited for them to calm down: "When Xiang Minghou wakes up, he will not go to the border."

"Not going to the border? Where?"

"He has his own things to do, and there is no way he can take all the aunts with him."

Mudan looked at Gu Shuo with a gleam in her eyes: "Boss Gu, don't hesitate to speak out if you have something to say."

"Gu does have something to discuss with the aunts. Can you please lend me a moment?"

"good."

——

The next day, the sun slowly rises.

The Ministry of Revenue and the Yamen brought people to the General's Mansion. The officers and soldiers knocked on the door, but no one came to open the door.

"What's going on?" Mr. Song was surprised.

"Hmph, someone is coming and break the door open." Fang Rui, a member of the household department, ordered with a cold snort.

Although Mr. Song has no friendship with the General's Mansion, he has always respected Marquis Xiang Ming. When he heard this, he wanted to break down the door: "Master Fang, General Xiang is seriously injured, and there are few people in the Mansion. We will wait a moment."

"What kind of general? Xiang Minghou is worse than a beggar now." Fang Rui scorned: "Those officials whose homes were confiscated are keeping their doors closed. Master Song is really kind-hearted."

Master Song was dissatisfied: "Master Fang always keeps a thin line."

"Do you think Xiang Minghou still has a chance to turn around? I'm afraid you may never see it again in this life." A hundred army sticks were left crippled even if they survived.

"snort."

"When someone knocks on the door, remember that the General's Mansion personnel will never be allowed to take away anything in the mansion, not even a single plant or tree."

As Fang Rui finished speaking, four soldiers rushed to force the door of the mansion open, and the officers and soldiers rushed in.

Fang Rui looked at Lord Song coolly: "Please, Lord Song."

Mr. Song rolled up his sleeves and did not want to fight with him, so he did not enter the mansion.

"Sir Song, you're welcome." Fang Rui walked into the house.

"Sir, there is no one in the house."

"How is that possible? Are they all hiding? Let's search them."

After a while, soldiers poured into the front yard: "Sir, no."

Fang Rui was shocked: "Are all the money and valuable things in the mansion still there?"

"Sir, all the money and belongings in the house are still there, and even the clothes in each room have not been touched."

"Have you searched carefully? Are you sure there's no one there?"

"No."

Fang Rui thought about it and felt that it was very possible that Xiang Minghou did not make it through and died. The people in the mansion fled in a panic, and they were so anxious that they didn't even have time to take away their belongings.

"Search the mansion and remove the plaque of the General's Mansion."

"yes."

Xiangjiang's Mansion. Since then, there has been a General's Mansion but no Xiangjia.

Dean Chen, Gu Shuo, Qian Fanji, and Zhan Chi arranged their manpower overnight. As soon as the city gate opened in the morning, several carriages left Kyoto City.

When Emperor Beili learned about this, he was most concerned about the death of Marquis Xiang Ming.

The royal guards found out that Xiang Minghou had a high fever that night, old injuries had not healed, and new injuries were serious. Dean Chen was anxious to leave the city to seek medical treatment. In all likelihood, he would not survive.

——

Two days later, Fengjiang City.

On the carriage, Xiang Minghou looked at the letter in his hand with an excited expression.

His daughter is not dead, not dead...

"There are still many mysteries about the matter, but I always firmly believe that what she wants to convey is for us to wait for her return." Dean Chen told him the whole story.

Xiang Minghou held the letter: "I believe, I will wait, no matter how long I will wait."