flstandardbreds Chapter 141 Steward Sun
Chapter 141 Steward Sun
Hu Yan: "Has this matter been exposed?"
He looked at his old friend with clear eyes. He had the impression that he was not such an easy-going person...
Jiang Jichen raised his eyebrows and patted the goshawk carrying the letter box, asking it to deliver the letter back to his house.
His tone was flat, as if he was just chatting with Hu Yan.
"This king has touched Dongli's secret line..."
"By now, Marquis Ling Wu should have passed away to heaven."
Ling Wuhou was the right-hand man promoted by Princess Dongli. For that woman, losing this hand is not as simple as losing one.
Because of the power check of Princess Dongli, the legitimate son of Lingwuhou Mansion could not touch the illegitimate son of the marquis and could only be suppressed by him.
Now that the bastard who blocked the road is dead, the Lingwuhou Mansion, together with its former forces, will definitely become the enemy of Princess Dongli.
The obedient right-hand man in the past turned into a knife stabbing at himself...
There was a flash of joy in Hu Yan's eyes, and he didn't know what expression this powerful princess had at the moment.
Jiang Jichen: "Kyoto..."
He forced a smile, a wicked smile, "This king sent a beauty to the eldest prince."
But this beauty has some flaws...
Her family was harmed by the Empress Dowager in her early years, and she unfortunately fell into prostitution and contracted a lot of diseases.
Now it can be considered as tit for tat!
Jiang Jichen and Hu Yan walked out of the tent and looked towards the place on the outskirts of the city where the infected people were accommodated.
I don’t know whether the Queen Mother will kill the eldest prince who is suffering from an infectious disease to avoid polluting her imperial city.
Hu Yan put away his folding fan, put his hands behind his back, and said leisurely, "Your Majesty is really..."
"Wonderful!"
Common name: Well done!
"My lord..."
Guan Yan ran over with a face towel covering his face, "Your Majesty, we don't have enough medicinal materials..."
Jiang Jichen frowned, the medicinal herbs were being consumed faster and faster.
"Order someone to notify the soldiers guarding the city walls and have them bring the herbs over."
"Yes."
He agreed but did not leave immediately, but looked conflicted.
Jiang Jichen: "What else?"
Guan Yan clasped his fists and saluted, "Your Majesty, I think the palace doctor doesn't seem to be well..."
The government doctor…
His face darkened, "I'll go take a look."
Hu Yan wanted to follow, but was stopped by Jiang Jichen, "You are not in good health, so just stay here."
He wanted to retort that the court doctor had brought him back from the brink of death many times, and he shouldn't be indifferent at this time. But he felt that at this moment, it was better not to cause trouble to the prince and others.
Hu Yan: "I understand."
This time, it was still a little dumpling that transported the medicinal materials.
She was wearing a warm yellow brocade dress, and the small bun on her head fluttered with her movements.
"Look at the inkstone~"
Jiang An waved to him across the city gate.
When Guan Yan saw the young lady, he smiled brightly and bowed to Jiang An with a group of people in black armor, "Hello, young lady..."
Tuanzi clung to the wall, "Where's my dad?"
"The prince is visiting the court doctor on the outskirts of the city. Don't worry, young lady. The prince is fine!"
"Oh, all right~"
She pointed to the cart of herbs and said, "I asked Aunt Huo to make pork elbows. They are in the cart."
"Remember, there's also a copy for General Huo~"
Guan Yan took the heavy food box. If General Huo knew about this, he would probably hug the prince and cry.
After all, he hasn't seen his wife for a long time~
"Guan Yan understands."
"Then I will go and deliver the herbs."
Jiang An waved his fat paw and said, "Go ahead~"
"Remember to tell my dad that there aren't many infected people in the city anymore, and things will get better soon!"
"Yes!"
Seeing Guan Yan and his men walking further and further away, Tuanzi's brows drooped.
She clasped her small fat hands on the city wall, and her aggrieved tone was blown away by the wind, "An An hasn't seen his father for many, many days..."
Nianniang felt distressed when she heard what the young lady said, "Miss..."
"Miss, do you want to go back home to see the big cat?"
This was the only way she could think of to comfort the young lady...
Now that there are fewer and fewer infected people in the city, everyone feels more relaxed. The west of the city is no longer filled with smoke as it used to be, and there are more laughter and joy...
"Okay, okay~"
"An An hasn't played with a big cat in a long time~"
"..."
The palace,
After receiving the order from his master, Butler Sun walked towards the garden in the mansion with his eyes lowered.
He was followed by several personal guards, and he still looked like the kind butler that Jiang An remembered...
The guards opened the door of the rockery dungeon and he walked in first.
Those imprisoned in the dungeon of the palace are usually spies and secret agents from other countries. When these people come here, they are usually tortured first.
Therefore, the bloody smell in the dungeon lingered for a long time.
The shoes rolled over the sand and stopped in front of the prison door.
"Bring the people out..."
Butler Sun's voice sounded eerie in this dungeon.
The two Akabane soldiers had their mouths gagged early on, and were tied up and lying on the wet ground, leaving them no room to resist.
They both sobbed and shouted, and you could tell from the look in their eyes that they were not saying nice things.
Butler Sun had his hands hanging down, his eyes closed and he looked calm and composed, without any killing power.
After the guards dragged the man out, he picked out a sharp knife from a row of torture instruments and approached slowly.
"When I was in the Imperial City, I saw a lot of your faces and the ways you tortured people."
"To be sent to Chongzhou to do such a thankless job, I must be of low rank."
"When you enter the underworld and see the King of Hell, don't forget who asked you to do this job..."
The cold knife was pressed against Akabane Jun's artery, and Butler Sun's turbid eyes reflected his fear.
"Ah...hoho..."
He lowered his bloody hand, and blood dripped from the tip of the knife onto the ground.
The guard let go, and the man twitched and fell to the ground. The wound on his neck was very small, but blood kept spurting out, and a large amount of blood spread out. The smell of rust was pungent...
Steward Sun did not linger for long. He pressed down the head of another Akabane soldier with one hand and cut the artery with the other hand in the same way.
Only after both men died did he order his guards to carry the bodies out of the dungeon.
When the dungeon door at the rockery was closed, Tuanzi happened to pass by carrying a roast chicken.
She tilted her head to look at the sack in the guard's hand, then looked at Butler Sun who seemed a little surprised, "Butler Sun?"
"Young Master, why did you come back so early today?"
Butler Sun stood in front of the guards inconspicuously, with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.
Nianniang understood and raised her eyebrows, and spoke at the right time to interrupt the young lady's curious gaze on the sack, "Miss, the roast chicken is getting cold, and the big cat will be angry again soon..."
Steward Sun also echoed, "So the young master wants to go see the white tiger."
"The beast trainer told me a few days ago that the white tiger has lost a lot of weight because he missed the young master."
Tuanzi, who was successfully fooled, ran away with the roast chicken in his hand, smiling, "Then An An must go see the big cat quickly!"
"Hey, little master, run slower..."
When Tuanzi arrived at Xiyuan, he squatted in front of the cage and pointed at the obviously fatter cat, "Does it really want to be safe?"
The big cat was busy eating, and took the time to howl.
Big Cat: Yes, I miss you very much! I miss your roast chicken!
Jiang An held his face with his hands, his chubby face was full of vicissitudes, "An An feels cheated, there will be no roast chicken tomorrow..."
Big Cat:!
It walked towards the cage in a cat-like manner, trying to hit the dumpling with the claws that had just been pressing on the roast chicken.
Big Cat: “Roar…”
No! This great king disagrees!
An An put his fat hands on the tiger's claws and said, "It's settled!"