Without any explanation, Zhang Wuji dragged Zhou Zhiruo into a house in Xuzhou City.
This used to be the general's residence of Muliangha, the defender of Xuzhou.
Inside the mansion, Zhang Wuji had cleared out everyone.
He pulled Zhou Zhiruo into a spacious room, untied the handkerchief on her wound, and then tore off her entire sleeve.
Zhou Zhiruo frowned.
"Brother Wuji, do you know how much I like this dress?"
"Can you be a little gentler?"
Zhou Zhiruo's blue and white long dress was personally chosen for her by Zhang Wuji when he was in Dadu.
Even though it was once stained with the blood of Yuan soldiers, she was reluctant to throw it away.
I wash it again and again, and I just love it so much.
Unexpectedly, it was destroyed in the hands of Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji knew that Zhou Zhiruo felt sorry for the dress, but Zhang Wuji felt even more sorry for her.
As long as Zhou Zhiruo likes it, Zhang Wuji will put the most expensive silk and satin in the world in front of her with both hands.
…
Zhou Zhiruo's injury was more serious than Zhang Wuji had imagined. A feather arrow pierced through her.
Blood was still seeping out of the two holes, which were as thick as the little finger.
If this kind of injury did not damage the bones, it would be fine. Otherwise, Zhou Zhiruo would probably suffer from dull pain every time it rained or was cloudy for the rest of her life.
"Stop the bleeding quickly."
Just when Zhang Wuji wanted to get up and find medicine for his wound, Zhu'er hurried in.
She was holding a medicine box in her hand.
"Sister Zhou, I heard you were injured. Is it serious?"
Zhou Zhiruo said with a hint of sarcasm: "My dear sister, I have been injured for a long time, how did you find out just now?"
Zhu'er quickly walked to Zhou Zhiruo's side and said, "Sister, please stop teasing me. During the attack on Xuzhou, many people from our Ming Cult died and were injured."
"I saw so many wounded soldiers, so I went to bandage them."
"I just heard the news that you were injured. Otherwise, based on our relationship, how could I not come to your side as soon as possible."
Zhou Zhiruo smiled slightly: "What you said today, sister, was really nice."
Zhu'er said helplessly: "There's nothing I can do. Our man is still here. He must be heartbroken about you right now. If I don't say something nice to you, I'm afraid he will ignore me for many days."
Zhang Wuji quickly interrupted and said: "Zhu'er, stop bickering. I would be heartbroken if either of you got hurt."
Zhu'er gave Zhang Wuji a cold look and said it would be a lie to say she wasn't jealous.
She wished that it was herself who got hurt instead of Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhu'er looked carefully at Zhou Zhiruo's wound.
"This kind of injury should be caused by a feather arrow passing through, but fortunately, there is no poison on the arrow, otherwise it would be really troublesome."
After applying the golden medicine, Zhu'er bandaged Zhou Zhiruo carefully.
After everything was over, Zhu'er gave a reminder with a wicked smile.
"Sister Zhou, your injury should not be serious, but I advise you not to have sex in the short term."
"Otherwise, your wound will heal very slowly."
Zhou Zhiruo blushed: "I'm different from you. I never take the initiative in that kind of thing..."
…
Ten days later.
In the Daming Hall of the Imperial City of Dadu, Zhao Min was reviewing memorials.
Han Yulou, who was standing by, reminded cautiously: "Empress Dowager, Muliangha has been kneeling outside for two days."
"Why not give him a bowl of porridge."
When Zhao Min heard the three words "Muliangha", she was so angry that she broke the jade pen in her hand.
"Waste, waste."
"I was merciful by not killing him with my sword. He had 40,000 men behind the high walls of Xuzhou City, and he couldn't hold it for a single day."
"I, damn it, I really want to chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs."
Han Yulou quickly said: "Queen Dowager, please calm down and don't let yourself get hurt by anger."
"Or, why don't you listen to what he says first?"
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Min sighed helplessly.
"Forget it, let him come in considering his past contributions."
…
A moment later, Muliangha, who had been kneeling outside the hall for two days and two nights, crawled into the Daming Hall.
"Queen Mother, please make the decision for me. I am very resentful for my loss this time."
"blame"?
Zhao Min sneered in her heart, "In fact, before Muliangha returned to Beijing to apologize, she had received a letter from her spies via carrier pigeon."
It’s just that the content there cannot be written in too much detail.
He simply wrote one sentence: "Xuzhou has been lost, Zhang Wuji has captured the city."
When Zhao Min first received this information, she thought it was a mistake made by one of her spies.
It was not until Muliangha came back in person to apologize that Zhao Min believed it.
But unfortunately, Xuzhou had been lost, and no large-scale reinforcements could be sent within a radius of hundreds of miles, so Zhao Min did not care about the affairs of Xuzhou for the time being.
…
After taking a sip of tea, Zhao Min said to Muliangha.
"You say you have grievances. Fine, then I'll give you a chance to redress your grievances. If I also feel that you have grievances, I'll spare your life."
"how?".
Muliangha kowtowed quickly to express his gratitude.
"Thank you, Queen Dowager, thank you, Queen Dowager."
Muliangha recounted everything that happened that night in detail, without any exaggeration or embellishment.
Zhao Min sat on the dragon throne in the Daming Palace and listened slowly.
At the beginning, there was no expression on Zhao Min's face. She still approved of Zhang Wuji's plan to rush hundreds of miles and attack Xuzhou at night.
Even if she were to replace Zhang Wuji, she might do the same.
However, when Zhao Min heard that Zhang Wuji cut off a head and stood on the city wall shouting that the Xuzhou defender was dead.
She couldn't help laughing out loud.
That kind of laughter came from the heart, as if I had heard the funniest joke in the world.
Only after Zhao Min laughed so hard that her stomach hurt did she slowly stop.
Zhao Min used her two delicate hands to rub her cheeks, which were sore from laughing.
After a moment's silence, she slowly picked up the Yitian sword beside her.
The sound of the dragon's roar almost shook Muliangha to pieces.
He kowtowed to Zhao Min repeatedly.
"Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager, please spare me..."
Before Muliangha could utter the word "fate", Zhao Min swung her sword and killed him.
More than a dozen floor tiles in the Daming Hall were chopped into pieces in an instant.
The sword energy passed by Muliangha.
After the shock, Muliangha finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"My life should be saved."
Zhao Min put the sword back into its sheath.
She said to Han Yulou: "Master, summon all civil and military officials to the court immediately, I want to personally lead an expedition against Zhang Wuji."
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