The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 658 The Emperor is Dead
Lizhou East Road, Qinghua County, Bazhou.

After more than a month, Zhongsun Qifu, He Liancheng and others finally returned here with the remaining nearly [-] troops.

Emperor Li Wangyuan was still bedridden.

He was seriously injured, and now his life is safe, but if he wants to get out of bed, he has to rest for a while.Yue Yue in Chongqing Mansion is also in a similar situation.

Seeing the city gate of Qinghua County, Zhongsun Qifu and others even had tears in their eyes.

It was not easy to return to Bazhou alive this time.At the beginning, the flood in Chongqing was due to the fact that the living Buddha had nothing to gain.Later, the White Horse Army attacked the city thanks to Yue Peng's two thousand Qingqi.

Otherwise, all of them would have to die in Chongqing Mansion.

Up to now, although Li Wangyuan is seriously injured, it can be regarded as the best situation.

At the gate of the city, Yi Tianhua, the magistrate of Ba Prefecture in Xixia, led all his officials to greet him personally.He was originally an official of the Yuan Dynasty, but Pang Hongguang, the governor of Lizhou East Road, surrendered to Xixia, and these low-ranking officials could only follow suit.When Song and Yuan negotiated peace, and the Yuan Dynasty ceded the east and west roads of Lizhou to the Song Dynasty, they had no intention of returning to the Yuan Dynasty.

After Zhongsun Qifu and the others exchanged pleasantries with Yi Tianhua and the others, they led the army into the city.

Yi Tianhua is about [-] years old, he is already a veteran, and he treats Zhongsun Qifu and others very respectful.

Although the soldiers of the Western Xia army were defeated on Kuizhou Road at the beginning, they realized their shame and acted bravely, driving the White Horse Army to Chongqing Mansion. This did not disappoint Yi Tianhua, the former officials of the Yuan Dynasty.

Although the power of Xixia is the weakest in all countries, it is not a mud that cannot support the wall.

Both sides of the streets in the city are full of people who stop and watch.

It belonged to the Song Dynasty first, then the Yuan Dynasty, and now it belongs to Xixia.When these common people saw Long Huo passing by on the street, their expressions were a little numb.

For decades, there were only three or two generations, and the court repeated itself. Even they themselves were no longer convinced of which dynasty they belonged to.

Li Wangyuan lay quietly inside the dragon, his face still pale.His eyes were already open, but he was in a daze, and didn't know what to think about.

During this trip to attack Kuizhou, the impact on his state of mind and concepts can be described as huge.

First, he was willing to be ashamed of the entire Xixia subjects for his younger sister Li Xiushu, but later, he gradually felt the weight of the mission on his shoulders and the beauty of imperial power, so he gradually tended to give up Li Xiushu.During that time, he was immersed in imperial power, and all he could think about was how to make Xixia grow stronger.In the flood of Chongqing, he was on the verge of despair, so he had no choice but to block the flood peak alone and rescue them from danger.

While he was grateful, he was also deeply touched by Monk Wude's selfless spirit.

From this, the idea of ​​still wanting to return to Li Xiushu was born.

Now it seems that although Xixia has lost troops and generals, he is finally getting his wish.Moreover, it is worthwhile to form a vague alliance with Song Dynasty.

It's just that Li Wangyuan still feels a little empty in his heart.

He couldn't help thinking how wonderful it would be if he could save his sister and hold Kuizhou Road in his hands at the same time.

People are not enough to swallow elephants.

Li Wangyuan fell into the imperial power, and it was not so easy to extricate himself.

Long Lun slowly crossed the street, and finally followed Yi Tianhua and others into the government office.

The army was afraid that they would rest in the city for a few days, so Li Wangyuan was also arranged to live in the backyard of the government office.

The long journey is obviously not conducive to his recovery, and the army is short of medicines, and the imperial doctors who are responsible for his recovery have to buy medicines in the city.

It's just that no one expected that on this night, something happened in the government office of Qinghua County, which made Zhongsun Qifu and others panic all day long.

In the antique room, oil lamps on several nanmu lampposts exude soft light, filling the whole room.

Several young maids were waiting by the bed.

Emperor Li Wangyuan was lying on the bed with his eyes slightly closed, resting.

An imperial doctor came into the room with a decoction, walked to the bed, and called out softly, "Your Majesty, it's time to take some medicine."

Li Wangyuan opened his eyes and nodded slightly.

The imperial doctor handed the soup to the maid next to him.

The maid gently lifted Li Wangyuan's head and placed it on her round thigh.With a reddish complexion, he carefully fed Li Wangyuan the medicine.

The medicine seemed to be very bitter, Li Wangyuan frowned slightly.

However, he grew up in the palace of the Yuan Dynasty, unlike those royal families who were born with golden keys in their mouths, so he deserved the pain.

The imperial doctor who came in with the medicine also breathed a sigh of relief.

This medicine is the best prescription for recovering internal injuries and removing blood stasis, but it is very bitter. He was really worried that the emperor would get angry.

However, just after Li Wangyuan drank the decoction, his complexion suddenly changed.

His originally pale face suddenly turned red like blood.

Eyes widened.

"Emperor!"

Before the astonished imperial doctor could utter the word "Emperor", Li Wangyuan spewed out a mouthful of blood.

With his face up, he spat all the blood on his face, and he was instantly ferocious, penetrating, and embarrassing.

"what!"

The maid who was half hugging him exclaimed, her face paled, and even the porcelain bowl in her hand fell to the ground.

A few drops of blood are dotted on the bright palace skirt, which is so dazzling.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The imperial doctor's eyes were full of panic and confusion, he yelled several times, and quickly grabbed Li Wangyuan's wrist to feel his pulse.

However, the blood in Li Wangyuan's mouth kept gushing out as if he didn't want money.

His eyes widened, as if he was in great pain, and his pupils seemed to bulge out of their sockets, which was extremely frightening.

"I... I..."

His lips opened and closed, but he still couldn't utter a complete sentence.

The maid was already startled.

The blood soon completely stained the hem of her palace skirt.

Several maids beside her also panicked and screamed, and some even fainted because of it.

The imperial doctor's hands trembled slightly.

At this moment, don't say take the pulse, just ask him to listen to the pulse, I'm afraid he won't be able to hear it clearly.

In the past ten seconds or so, Li Wangyuan's expression completely froze on his face.

The hands that had been clenched so tightly due to the pain suddenly fell limply.

The head also turned to the side.

Outside, a guard with a knife broke into the house.

Seeing the mottled blood on the head of the bed, they were all stunned on the spot.

"emperor!"

Then someone exclaimed.

All the guards drew out their sabers clang-clang.

The snow-white knife light is refracted on the beams in the house.

But Li Wangyuan, it is naturally impossible to have any reaction.

The imperial doctor with white hair and beard had a gray face and sat down on the ground powerlessly.The hand on Li Wangyuan's wrist was also withdrawn.

The emperor has no pulse.

Your Majesty is dead.

It was less than four months since Li Wangyuan proclaimed himself emperor in the army, and he had not had time to return to the Xixia imperial city Zhongxing Mansion to formally ascend the throne, so he died suddenly in the government office of Qinghua County.

Everyone in the house is under control.

Just after the two first-class hall priests who lived in the next room came in, they were also on the spot in a daze.

A guard hurried out of the courtyard to report to Zhongsun Qifu and others.

Not long after, all the civil servants and military generals who accompanied the army in Xixia rushed into the house.

When they saw Li Wangyuan, whose face was covered in blood and was no longer moving, their expressions changed.

The emperor Zhongsun Qifu seemed to be several years old at this moment, with tears streaming down his face, "The sky is going to kill my Xixia royal family, the sky is going to kill my Xixia royal family..."

He knelt down on the ground, beating his chest continuously.

Apart from him, the same is true for several veteran ministers who have exhausted their efforts for Xixia.

As for He Liancheng and other young generals and courtiers, although their faces were full of pain, it seemed that they were far from being so sincere.

Before they were born, Xixia had already perished.They grew up under the rule of the Yuan Dynasty, and they were far from being loyal to the Xixia royal family in the final analysis.

He Liancheng drew out the saber from his waist, and strode over to the imperial doctor who was limp beside the dragon bed.

The knife was placed on the imperial doctor's neck suddenly, "Why is the emperor like this?"

The imperial doctor shuddered, and seemed to have regained his senses, "I don't know, I don't know. This prescription has been confirmed by Wei Chen and several colleagues!"

He was trembling all over.

"I'm going to ask why your emperor is like this!" He Liancheng shouted.

A slightly yellow liquid flowed out from between the imperial doctor's legs, "Poisoning, it's poisoning. Someone tampered with the emperor's soup. General Helian, please forgive me!"

He Liancheng's cold eyes fell on the maid.

"Wow!"

The maid was also frightened and cried in an instant, "It's none of my business, it's none of my business. Slaves, servants are just feeding the emperor medicine..."

The maids in the room were all kneeling on the ground, all shouting similar words.

Zhongsun Qifu and others were still weeping bitterly, heart-piercing.

(End of this chapter)