Chapter 312 Lin Anyuan is Dead

"Father, has something happened?"

The third young master Murong Qiu and the fourth young master Murong Ping exchanged a glance and gave each other a meaningful look.

"Han Li!"

"exist!"

A man who was eight feet tall walked out.

"The Governor-General of Jiangnan has joined forces with the powerful families to rebel. You will personally lead men there and twist off their heads for me!"

"A message sent at breakneck speed: Have General Wei oversee the army. Anyone who makes any unusual moves will be executed without mercy!"

"Hu, the Imperial Physician, must immediately travel to Jiangnan. No matter the cost, you must bring Lin Anyuan back to me!"

King Jing was filled with murderous intent.

The officials standing below understood that something had happened to Lin Anyuan.

Some were happy, such as those old aristocratic families whose homes had been ransacked by Lin Anyuan, while others were worried, such as Liu Wenshu.

When Liu Wenshu heard the news, his mind went blank for a moment. He wondered if Lady Ye could handle it.

They've only been married a short time and don't have children yet...

The fourth prince, Murong Ping, thought for a moment and said, “Father, General Wei is getting old, and he is loyal to the emperor and loves his country. I will take the liberty of going there and bring General Lin back.”

This statement has a double meaning; it's not certain which ruler General Wei is truly loyal to.

Whether the person who brought Lin Anyuan back was alive or not was irrelevant; what mattered was the military power in Jiangnan.

It's such a pity that such a stunning beauty died like that.

The Fourth Prince, Murong Ping, did initially have designs on Lin Anyuan, but as Lin Anyuan gained more and more favor, he suppressed those thoughts.

He's just a good-looking man; compared to power, he naturally knows what's most important.

"No need, I have already sent Han Li."

Han Li was a confidant of King Jing, and he was ruthless; he could decapitate someone without hesitation.

"Your Highness, General Lin is certainly important, but isn't this... a bit too much of a fuss?"

The speaker was Prime Minister Pei, an old man. Now that the emperor had surrendered, he naturally had to be pragmatic and side with Prince Jing.

Whether it's Emperor Honghui or Prince Jing who sits on the throne, the world still belongs to the Murong family.

“Nianqing is my trusted minister. The people of this country can live in peace and prosperity thanks in part to him.”

Upon hearing this, everyone standing in the court, whether new or old, became quite alert.

This means that as long as Lin Anyuan is still alive, he will at least be granted a marquisate when Prince Jing ascends the throne.

At the same time as the order was given, Hu Yuanshi had already set off for Jiangnan at full speed.

After the court session, King Jing was in a terrible panic. What if Yi Yi found out? She wouldn't be able to handle it.

"This matter is to be kept under wraps. No news of it is allowed to leak out. For now, Madam must not find out."

King Jing felt this was not a good idea, but he was also worried that Lin Suying might not be able to withstand it, and that someone might be able to be saved.

Well, let's keep it a secret for now and wait until we get definite news.

"What do you know?" Lin Suyi had just come out when she saw Prince Jing standing not far away.

"Yi, why did you come out?" When King Jing saw that she was extremely guilty, he felt more guilty than when he lied.

"I suddenly feel a bit uneasy today. Green Luo said she wanted to call a doctor, but I told her not to, to avoid trouble." Lin Suyi looked at Prince Jing, not missing any subtle changes in his expression.

"Since you're not feeling well, you should still call the imperial physician to take a look. This is such a hassle."

King Jing was heartbroken. It was truly a case of mother and son being of one heart. What could he do?

...

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Jiangnan.

Upon seeing Lin Anyuan wounded by an arrow, Zheng Qingshan immediately went berserk and sent him back.

The person was already inside the tent, half of their robes were covered in blood, making it impossible to recognize them.

Zheng Qingshan wiped his face. "While we were fighting, someone suddenly fired a cold arrow from a high-rise building, which struck General Lin in the heart."

"It's over, his face is completely pale and bluish, there's no hope for him."

When the eldest son, Murong Wen, saw Lin Anyuan's face, he looked regretful. How could such a person die so suddenly?

However, it's not unacceptable. Countless people have died along the way. It's a pity that such a talented person, skilled in both literature and martial arts, died.

"Heaven is jealous of talent! Heaven is jealous of talent! I am deeply saddened. Now that things have come to this, let's help General Lin tidy up his appearance."

The eldest son's followers all looked regretful, but also felt that it was good that Lin Anyuan died at this time, so that the credit for the future would all go to the eldest son.

The eldest son deserves the greatest credit for quelling the rebellion in Jiangnan.

Who died?

General Wei strode in, followed by Chu Xiujie.

Chu Xiujie remained expressionless as he observed everyone in the tent.

"General Lin, he..."

Just as Zheng Qingshan was about to speak, General Wei glared at him angrily, "Impossible! This kid is a cunning fox; how could he die so easily?"

He went to check Lin Anyuan's breathing, but there was no breath at all. Lin Anyuan's face turned ashen, and he was so shocked that he took two steps back.

"General, this man is already dead. The doctor has already examined him; the bullet hit his heart directly, and there's nothing that can be done."

The eldest son looked sad.

Unless someone is born with their heart on the right side, even a celestial being couldn't save them.

"You quack! Pull the sword out right now! Pull it out before you take a look! How could he die so easily!"

General Wei pulled the doctor over.

Doctor, "This...the person is already dead. Even if you pull them out, you can't save them."

"If you won't pull it out, I will! I refuse to believe he died like that! He even promised to send me some good wine!"

General Wei was about to pull out the arrow with his bare hands as he spoke.

The eldest son's men spoke up, "General Wei, what are you trying to do? Are you planning to rebel during the chaos?"

General Wei snorted coldly, "What rebellion am I making? When I went to war, you were still wearing open-crotch pants. What right do you have to talk about me like this! I want to have a drink with Lin Anyuan. He promised me that. If he's a man, even if he dies, he has to keep his promise!"

As he spoke, he grasped the arrow.

The doctor exclaimed, "This arrow has barbs; pulling it out like this will tear through the chest flesh! It'll be a bloody hole!"

"What are you dawdling about! You're a grown man, are you afraid of losing a piece of flesh or having an ugly corpse after you die?"

"Someone, bring me some wine!"

With one hand holding an arrow and the other pouring wine into Lin Anyuan's mouth, General Wei said, "Take a sip, and you won't feel any pain even if you die!"

After saying that, he pulled the arrow out with his right hand, but he used too much force and almost fell on his butt. Fortunately, Chu Xiujie caught him.

"What the hell is going on?"

General Wei looked at the arrow in his hand; the shaft was covered in blood, but the arrowhead was clean.

Just as I was about to go over to check on him, the person lying on the bed suddenly coughed violently.

"cough!"