Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 296 In the Name of Nightmare...

A strange color flashed across Fu Jiuqu's black eyes.

"Nightmare?"

"Hmm." Xin Yi pondered slightly, his voice becoming strange and inexplicable, "I dreamed of the Battle of the Southern Expedition. The smoke billowed up, the flags fluttered, the ground was full of blood, and the ground was full of corpses..."

Fu Jiuqu lowered his brows slightly, but Xin Yi half-closed his eyes, as if immersed in memories.

"There was a general who was afraid that General Di would steal his merits, and led his troops hastily into battle. He defeated Nong Zhigao and killed and injured thousands of people. , and then reorganize the army, standardize military discipline, and attack Kunlun Pass at night on the Shangyuan Festival..."

Fu Jiuqu narrowed his eyes slightly.

If it wasn't a dream, how could Xin Yi make up such a bizarre yet true story?Telling things that haven't happened yet?Although she has excellent medical skills, she is also a weak woman who has never been to Yongzhou.

Fu Jiuqu hugged Xin Yi's shoulder with heartache.

"It's my fault, which makes you worry for nothing."

Xin Yi shook his head, "General Di later defeated Nong Zhigao and made great achievements in battle."

Fu Jiuqu couldn't help being startled, "This dream is very good. Why do you call it a nightmare on Eleventh? Are you still frowning?"

Xin Yi stared straight at him.

Standing on the Yueyang Tower, the King of Guangling County, with his lapels fluttering around, is gentle and smiling, how can he have the viciousness of a villain?
She stepped on VR, spanning 900 years, probably to save him, right?

Xin Yi no longer hesitated, "Ninth brother, I dreamed that General Di made great contributions, but was rejected by the courtiers when he returned to court... Later, he was dismissed as a privy envoy and left to know Chenzhou..."

Fu Jiuqu glanced at her lightly, his eyes were cold and cold, "It's just a nightmare, don't worry about it on Eleventh. Master is very fond of the officials. When he calms down Nong Zhigao and returns to the court after victory, he will make the first contribution of the Song Dynasty. Officials will definitely not treat heroes badly... rest assured."

With a reassurance, Fu Jiuqu spoke firmly and confidently.

"It's true of you, you can even worry about it when you dream of winning a battle. Xiao Shishi, this is not like you..."

Xin Yi's throat was blocked, as if stuffed with a ball of cotton.

Some things are hard to believe until they happen.

After it happens, it will be too late...

In fact, if Di Qing was demoted to Chenzhou, he would not have died under normal circumstances.

The cause of his death is only recorded in a few words in the history books - necrotic hair mustache, death.

It's just a gangrene on the corner of the mouth, and the person died. Who would dare to believe it?

Later generations have different opinions on Di Qing's death, and no one can see the truth.

As far as Xin Yi knows, it also comes from the plot of Bianjing Fu.

The plot says that after Di Qing was demoted to Chenzhou, because of his great prestige in the army, the Zhao Song regime, who had won the military power by drinking wine, was very afraid of him, and sent people to "consolate" him every now and then. , he was under surveillance for the rest of his life, and Di Qing died of depression.

"Brother Jiu." Xin Yi thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "If I said that I dreamed that General Di died of depression not long after being demoted, would you believe me?"

Fu Jiuqu's complexion changed, staring at Xin Yi's serious face, his twinkling eyes narrowed slightly.

"Little Eleven, what's the matter with you?"

The corners of Xin Yi's lips pursed slightly, "I was probably frightened by the dream."

"Fool." Fu Jiuqu pulled her into his arms with one hand, stroked her back, and sighed with a smile.

"No. I know Uncle, and I know Master. Don't say your dream won't happen, even if it does..."

He lowered his head and pinched Xin Yi's face lightly.

"Master is not a person who loves to fight. He took the initiative to invite Ying to fight for Nong Zhigao. It is all for the honor and disgrace of his family and country, not for promotion and wealth. If he is really demoted because of this, he will never lose his interest and die in depression. Don't you forget?" Now, he still wants to grow vegetables and fish, and knowing Chenzhou, isn't that just what he wants?"

Xin Yi was speechless.

You idiot, that's why you're depressed.

A scheming person will try to make a comeback if he loses power for a while, and if a selfless person is abandoned by the whole world, it is tantamount to a collapse of faith and all hope is lost...

"Let's go, it's windy upstairs." Fu Jiuqu patted her on the back.

"Ninth brother." Xin Yi suddenly grabbed his sleeve, but when he looked over, he lowered his head slightly, "The scariest thing I saw in my dream... I haven't told you yet. Do you want to hear it?"

Fu Jiuqu hummed, "Say."

Xin Yi looked at him seriously, "I dreamed that you turned bad after the battle at Kunlun Pass."

Fu Jiuqu smiled lowly, and stretched out his hand to pinch her waist.

"How bad is it?"

Xin Yi didn't struggle, let alone fight coquettishly, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"You kill people like hemp, you are vicious and bloodthirsty, you drive people to death at every turn, you cut them into pieces..."

Ah!Fu Jiuqu smiled and tapped her head with his jade finger, "People say that about me now."

"That's different." Xin Yi thought of the scene in the plot where even the dubbing became gloomy and terrifying after being blackened, and thought of Fu Jiuqu's alluring face after blackening, cold eyes, one head and two big.

Now people call him bad because they don't understand his soft heart and his willingness to give up one person for his family and country.

The badness in the plot...that is the badness that lays down hundreds of miles of blood and splatters Kyushu, it is the bloodthirsty murder of the devil...

Xin Yi couldn't help trembling, and suddenly opened his arms, hugged Fu Jiuqu's waist tightly, and pressed his head against his chest.

"Anyway, I won't allow you to change—you will always be Brother Jiu."

"No change." Fu Jiuqu caressed her back, lowered his head and put his chin on her forehead, and smiled thoughtfully.

"With Little Eleven here, Brother Nine is Brother Nine, Brother Nine who lasts longer than ever."

Xin Yi suddenly felt it was funny, and inexplicably relaxed, he pulled him and hooked his little finger.

"It's a word."

Fu Jiuqu smiled dotingly and patted her on the head.

"I'll take you back."

With a smile on Xin Yi's lips, "Where are you going?"

Fu Jiuqu pondered for a while, "Go to Zhizhou Yamen."

Xin Yi nodded, "For that case?"

"Yes." Fu Jiuqu told her, "The bandit who set fire to the Yuelai Inn that day was not a gangster."

Xin Yi lowered his eyebrows: "Then who are they?"

Fu Jiuqu said in a deep voice, "Prisoners in Yuezhou Prison."

Xin Yi choked.

A gust of wind blew her eyes away.

The body also instantly cools down.

"I'll wait for you to come back."

~

When he learned that the dead adults were all related to the prison, Xin Yi felt that there was something tricky about it.

Otherwise, why did the adult in charge of household registration survive?
The series of events in Yuezhou seemed to be due to love and hatred, but behind it, it seemed that there was an unknown black hand stirring the situation...

Xin Yi initially thought it was related to Zhao Zongshi's crown prince, but when the Yuelai Inn incident happened, she and Fu Jiuqu were assassinated. coming for them...

~

Zhao House.

With Gao Miao's support, Zhao Zongshi finally got off the sick bed and sat in the flower hall.

Xin Yi asked about his condition, and seeing that he was recovering well, he was relieved for Gao Miao.

After all, they are a couple who still have five children, so they can't just fall down like this...

Zhao Zongshi's spirit is fair, and he thanked Xin Yi a lot, and Xin Yi was not polite, and accepted all the orders.

"If there is anything that the general and the county can use me in the future, just ask."

Zhao Zongshi smiled slightly and looked at Gao Miao.

"My husband and I have never had any grievances with others. We have always been indifferent to fame and fortune. We wish we could end up in a hut and live away from the world. We shouldn't have such a catastrophe... It's my fault that I caused these rotten peach blossoms, which made me talk about it." I work hard."

Indifferent to fame and fortune, living in seclusion.

I don't know if the palace is considered a escape from the world?

Xin Yi suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the future emperor.

At least at this moment, Zhao Zongshi can't see the slightest ambition, but he will eventually be involved in the torrent of history, unable to extricate himself...

"We will leave after the county king settles the matter in Yuezhou. In the past two days, if the general feels uncomfortable, just ask me. Don't be polite."

Zhao Zongshi nodded: "Thank you."

Gao Miao immediately laughed at him, and snorted softly: "Where would he come looking for you? Didn't I come to look for you? Huh! Everything is under my control. If I don't care, he might have been eaten by those foxes long ago."

Zhao Zongshi was a little embarrassed and kept laughing.

So it's not that you don't want beauties, but you don't want them because you are afraid of guilt?

Xin Yi couldn't help laughing.

The three of them were talking when Baozhuang came in and said that Duan Sui had come to look for Xin Yi.

Seeing the displeasure on this girl's face, Xin Yi knew that Duan Sui must have provoked her again.

She hastily said goodbye and went out, seeing Duan Sui walking up and down the courtyard with a knife in his right hand, looking anxious.

"What's wrong?" Xin Yi approached.

Duan Sui turned his head, "Little lady, you go quickly, Master Jiu is waiting for you."

Xin Yi didn't ask any further questions, and said to Bao Zhuang, "Tell the Junjun for me, and just say that I will look for her later."

Baozhuang glared at Duan Sui with dissatisfaction, then smiled and said to Xin Yi: "Miss, remember to come back for dinner, Jun Jun asked someone to buy your favorite chicken, which was just killed on the stove..."

Sin!
Xin Yi smiled in response, and followed Duan Sui out of the Zhao Mansion.

Along the way, Duan Sui's expression was very serious. When he arrived at the place, Xin Yi saw the two giant stone lions, and only then realized that he had arrived at the Zhizhou Yamen.

"What does Brother Jiu want me for?"

"Don't ask, lady, you'll know when you go in."

Duan Sui tied up his horse and walked in two steps at a time. Xin Yi couldn't help speeding up his pace.

In the inner hall, a blood-stained man was lying on the door panel. If it weren't for the familiar Taoist robe, Xin Yi could hardly recognize him. He was the half-immortal who sold the talisman paper.

When Cheng Cang took people to Tan's pharmacy, all the people inside were dead, including the shopkeeper who showed Xin Yi the way.

Only this half-immortal is alive, and there is still a breath left...

Fu Jiuqu: "Eleven, save him quickly."

Xin Yi nodded, squatting down to observe the situation of the half-immortal.

　Xin Yi: If the sisters see this and still don't understand something, don't worry, I will explain it to you later.If you feel uncomfortable, scold the author, I am innocent.

　　Fu Jiuqu: Whoever scolds Eleven, first step over my corpse——

　　Xin Yi: If you don't move, you will die or live. I said that you will definitely become black. If you still don't believe it, look, how bad you are.

　　Fu Jiuqu: I was wrong, Little Eleven, from now on I will only treat you badly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)