Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

In the camp where Yang Qingqing lives.

"Um?"

Yang Qingqing woke up from her groggy sleep. After glancing at her surroundings, she realized that she was in her own tent with her military uniform intact. She began to recall the memories before falling asleep. She seemed to have fallen asleep inexplicably. Suddenly, she fell asleep. , a feeling of fear filled her heart, which scared her so much that she quickly got up.

At this moment, the female officer she brought from the palace hurriedly ran into Yang Qingqing's tent and said anxiously: "Concubine Zhao, it's not good. Something happened in the prison. The guard over there sent news. , said that the Marquis of Hongdu County committed suicide in prison out of fear of crime. "

"What?"

After smelling it, Yang Qingqing felt her head spin for a while. The next second, her vision went dark, her consciousness fell into nothingness and blur, and she fell on the bed.

"Empress, Imperial Concubine Zhao. Imperial Physician, call the imperial physician quickly. Imperial Concubine Zhao has fainted." The female official said in a panic.

There are imperial doctors who accompany the army.

"It's nothing serious. According to your description, it should be a fainting caused by excessive psychological stimulation. You should wake up after a while."

Nalan Yiren said after checking Yang Qingqing's pulse.

The female officer breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, she noticed that Yang Qingqing's fingers moved and her eyelashes trembled slightly. Nalan Yiren also noticed it and looked over.

Yang Qingqing opened her eyes, and the female official's voice came to her ears: "Mother, are you awake? Great, you scared me to death just now."

And the words of the female officer were instantly connected to Yang Qingqing's memory before she fainted. Her expression changed suddenly, and she suddenly reached out and grabbed the female officer's arm and said, "Dad? What's wrong with my dad? What's wrong with him?"

The female officer glanced at Nalan Yiren, and then repeated what she had said before.

Hearing this, Yang Qingqing's eyes instantly turned red, and she got up in a panic. She didn't even have any shoes on, and only had socks on her feet. She stumbled out of bed and walked all the way towards the prison.

The female officer took Yang Qingqing's shoes, trotted after her, and supported Yang Qingqing.

…

When Yang Qingqing arrived.

Wu Yanqing was in the prison and shouted coldly at the soldiers guarding Yang Xian's cell: "What do you do for food? How could the Marquis of Hongdu County die suddenly in the prison?"

Wu Yanqing also replaced these two soldiers with his own soldiers.

The two soldiers looked at each other and immediately knelt down with a bang, banging their heads: "General, forgive me, the Marquis of Hongdu County knew that he was guilty of a serious crime, so he asked us for poison. We were also hot-headed, so we agreed. he."

Wu Yanqing kicked the soldier who opened his mouth hard, and shouted coldly: "Heart fever? Do you think that just saying "brain fever" can evade the blame on yourself? Don't you know that the county lord is an important prisoner? Who gave it to you? Dog courage."

When Yang Qingqing saw this scene, her face became even paler. With the help of the female officer, she quickly came to the cell where her father was detained.

In the cell, a body covered with white cloth lay quietly.

Seeing this, Yang Qingqing trembled violently, walked over "tremblingly" and lifted up the white cloth from top to bottom. After seeing the face of the corpse clearly, Yang Qingqing sat down on the ground in fear, her lips trembling. , a moment later, he broke down and cried.

Wu Yanqing glanced at Yang Qingqing, his eyebrows narrowed, and his voice pretended to be louder: "Come here, take these two down, escort them back to Beijing, and hand them over to His Majesty."

"promise."

Two soldiers agreed and wanted to drag the two soldiers away.

"Wait." Yang Qingqing stopped them. With the help of the female officer, she stood up and turned around. She stared at Wu Yanqing with tears in her eyes for a while, and finally moved to the two soldiers who were kneeling on the ground, their foreheads bleeding. , then pointed at the corpse next to him and shouted coldly:

"I want to ask you, did he really know that he was guilty of a serious sin and asked for the poison from you, so he took the poison and committed suicide?"

"Back to Concubine Zhao, it's true."

"Look up and say something."

"Hui Zhao Fei, it is indeed the case."

"No one ordered?"

"No one ordered it."

"What a good one."

Yang Qingqing's voice was cold, her face turned solemn, she raised her palm, and struck the two of them with a spiritual energy punch.

But at the critical moment, he was stopped by Wu Yanqing.

Yang Qingqing raised her eyes and looked at Wu Yanqing, questioning him.

Wu Yanqing bowed his hands and said, "Concubine Zhao, Your Majesty doesn't know about this matter yet. We must escort them back to the capital first, and hand them over to His Majesty for questioning about what happened before handling them. I'm afraid this is something inappropriate." "

"inappropriate?"

Yang Qingqing had no intention of killing these two people at all. After all, these were important witnesses, and she was just doing it out of temptation.

She is not stupid, this matter must be related to Wu Yanqing.

"General Wu, the guards in this cell are all your people. Now that he has died unexpectedly, you are trying to excuse me by committing suicide in fear of crime? Do you dare to say that this matter has nothing to do with you." Yang Qingqing's eyes were red with tears in her eyes. Swirling in the air, if looks could kill, Wu Yanqing would have died ten thousand times.

Wu Yanqing, as the head of the Wu family in Jiangdong, was already very wealthy. In front of an old fox like him, Yang Qingqing didn't look at him enough and answered easily:

"General Mo is indeed responsible for this matter. If General Mo had not been negligent and lazy, things like this would not have happened. After returning to Beijing, General Mo will personally go to His Majesty to apologize."

Seeing him evading the main point, Yang Qingqing was filled with resentment towards Wu Yanqing at this moment, almost gritting her teeth: "I hope this matter is really not ordered by you. His Majesty has not issued any decree for his death. If I find out that this matter is related to you, I will never let you go!"

"Let's go."

After Yang Qingqing finished speaking, she left.

Dad has been killed.

Brothers and others, nothing can happen again.

...

Shu Mansion, Jiang's House.

Jiang Li was wearing a plain robe, holding a brush, and practicing calligraphy on the desk. However, at this time, he was a little uneasy, and even the words he wrote were affected and did not look very good.

After a while, he saw his son Jiang Yu coming from the outside, and walked to him in a panic, saying: "Dad, something big happened?"

"Say it."

"The county marquis committed suicide in prison this morning out of fear of punishment."

"What?"

Click.

Hearing this, Jiang Li was startled, and the brush in his hand fell on the paper, staining the words he had written. His brows knitted tightly together, unbelievable.

He was not a three-year-old child.

He knew that the so-called suicide out of fear of crime was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface, but someone wanted Yang Xian to die.

It was precisely because of this that he was extremely shocked.

In his previous guess, Yang Xian's final fate was to be escorted back to Beijing and then imprisoned for life, and he would not die.

Unexpectedly, he died now.

Especially with Empress Zhao here.

"It seems that the emperor of Tianchuan is more than I thought."

"What else?" Jiang Yu couldn't help asking.

"Cruel." Jiang Li said in his heart.

...

The capital.

This day was the fifth day of November.

It was the day when Chang'en, Cui Shuang and others led the troops of Youzhou border to return to Beijing.

Of course, there was no need to worry that Chang'en and others would return to Beijing and there would be no one guarding the border.

The people who took over the shift were sent by Chen Mo before.

On the towering city walls, teams of soldiers in bright helmets and armor, holding long spears and swords on their waists, stood on the city walls, with dignified faces. The whistling cold wind could not break their will, and their eyes were bright.

Tens of thousands of Wei border troops slowly advanced, and the bright flags representing the three guards of bravery, martial arts, and the vanguard fluttered and swayed in the cold wind.

Geng Songfu, on behalf of Chen Mo, went out of the city with Zuo Lianglun, Chen Xiu, and the chief officers of the six ministries to welcome Chang En and his men.

"General Chang En, General Cui, welcome back to Beijing. You have worked hard on the way. His Majesty has prepared a welcoming banquet for all the soldiers in the palace. Please come." Geng Songfu said eagerly.

After years of military training, Chang En is no longer the young man who just came out of Longgui Mountain and did not understand the ways of the world. He has also learned how to deal with people and officials in the army and will not show his fear.

He smiled and chatted with Geng Songfu, heading all the way to the city.

…

The Imperial Palace.

The Harem.

Chen Mo paced anxiously outside Chu Ran's bedroom.

Under the eaves, several palace maids and midwives were carrying basins of hot water in their hands, going in and out in a hurry.

Xu Ying, Chu Juan, Ningpin, Huipin, and Lanpin, surrounded by their respective palace maids, stood under the eaves, listening to the voices from the inner room, their faces full of envy.

"Is it born? Is it born? Is it born? Is Concubine Jing born?" At this time, Xiao Yunxi, who was closest to Chu Ran in the harem, was wearing a cloak and rushing in against the cold wind.

"Hello, sister Yifei." Xu Ying, Ningpin, Huipin, and Lanpin saw Xiao Yunxi and bowed.

Chu Juan called out calmly: "Concubine Yi."

Then she said that she was still giving birth inside.

Xiao Yunxi, who knew the general situation, came to Chen Mo and told him what happened just now: "Your Majesty, Shu'er just woke up and was hungry. I rushed over immediately after feeding Shu'er."

"It's okay. There are so many people in the palace taking care of her. Yunxi, don't be anxious." Chen Mo told Xiao Yunxi not to be anxious, but he was very anxious.

After all, Chu Ran was weak, had no experience in giving birth to children, and had a small frame.

In the bedroom.

"Push harder, Madam, push harder." Wen Po, who was beside the bed, said in Chu Ran's ear.

There were also palace maids who took a handkerchief from time to time to wipe the sweat off Chu Ran's face.

But even so, in such a cold day, the palace skirt was still soaked with sweat. That bright face was a little pale at the moment. She bit her lower lip, and her forehead was full of sweat, and there was a wrinkle because of the force.

"Madam, push harder. The baby's head is coming out."

"It's bleeding. Bring a towel."

"Not good. There's too much blood."

"Madam, hold on. Don't sleep."

Outside the palace, Chen Mo stopped and frowned.

With his perception, he could hear some noises in the room.

Soon, a midwife with blood on her hands came out of the palace in a panic. After seeing Chen Mo, she hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, it's not good. Madam, you are bleeding heavily and can't stop it."

"What?" Xiao Yunxi, who was praying for Chu Ran, was shocked.

Xu Ying and the others also changed their expressions.

Is there something wrong?

"Call all the female doctors. Yunxi, go call Mi'er over." After Chen Mo gave instructions, he broke into the bedroom where Chu Ran gave birth, regardless of everyone's obstruction.

In the palace.

The palace maids and midwives were already busy.

The child was already born, but the midwife didn't cry no matter how hard she pinched him. She was so anxious that she was sweating.

On the other side, Chu Ran was still bleeding heavily and the bleeding could not be stopped. Chu Ran had already fainted.

After seeing Chen Mo coming in, he wanted to salute again.

Chen Mo stopped them with his eyes and asked them to do their own things. Then he came to the bedside and looked at Chu Ran, who was as pale as paper and had fainted, with distress in his eyes.

He quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms. There was only one pill in the porcelain bottle. After pouring it out, he quickly fed it into Chu Ran's mouth.

This was the pill that Nalan Yiren had given him before, used to replenish his blood.

Now Chu Ran had lost too much blood, so Chen Mo could only use it on her first.

Then he held her hand and delivered innate spiritual energy to her little by little.

Wu Mi studied medicine.

Nalan Yiren was proficient in poison and medicine.

Chen Mo, who was close to them, had learned some basic medical knowledge over a long period of time.

"Your Majesty, the bleeding has slowed down." A palace maid saw the latest situation and hurried to report.

"Make way, make way."

At this time, the female doctor in the palace also came over and stepped forward to check on Chu Ran's condition.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Wu Mi also hurried over.

From her thin clothes, it can be seen how anxious she was when she came.

At the same time, the imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital also came and waited outside.

But there are differences between men and women, and Chu Ran's identity is also special. Unless she encounters a situation that even Wu Mi and the female doctors cannot handle, otherwise, she will not be used for the time being.

After a busy period of Wu Mi and the female doctors, the bleeding finally stopped.

Just after a breath of relief, the midwife holding the baby cried anxiously.

Chu Ran gave birth to a girl.

But she didn't cry at this time.

"I'm here to take a look." Wu Mi didn't dislike the amniotic fluid and blood on the baby's body, and took it over to check.

The reason why Wu Mi studied medicine was because her biological mother died of dystocia. After studying medicine, she was most proficient in this aspect of medical skills. After a careful examination, she quickly found the problem.

After some treatment, Wu Mi used a little force and pinched the baby girl's arm. After a while, the baby girl burst into tears, and her voice was particularly loud.

Hearing the baby girl crying, the midwife who was about to cry just now breathed a sigh of relief and kept muttering: "It's okay if she cries, it's okay if she cries."

"Mi'er, is Concubine Jing okay?" Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Chen Mo did not transfer the innate spiritual energy anymore. He stroked Chu Ran's pale face and said worriedly.

"Sister Jingfei is in a coma caused by excessive blood loss. Fortunately, she was rescued in time, otherwise it would be a big deal. When she wakes up, she will eat more medicine and food to replenish qi and blood, and then take good care of herself. It shouldn't be a big deal. These days, I will take care of Sister Jingfei." Wu Mi said.

"Mi'er, thank you for your trouble." Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief and said.