Chapter 96 The Best Mother-in-law's Handbook 18
Daxi Palace
The emperor's bedroom was covered in blood. The Emperor Wansheng of the Great Xi Kingdom, soaked in blood, lay exhausted in a pool of blood in the bedroom.
Lord Fenyan, who was in front of Emperor Wansheng, ordered the palace servants to move the bodies of the death row prisoners out of the bedroom as soon as possible.
The palace servants carried the death row prisoners wrapped in black cloth bags in groups of two. Their hands were even stained with the blood from the bags. One palace servant, who was greedy for a little profit, had the courage to secretly pull off the golden hairpin on the head of a female corpse and hid it in his sleeve.
It's going to be disposed of anyway, so it shouldn't be discovered.
The female corpse's head emerged from the cloth bag, and it looked exactly like the woman Feng Wu had possessed before.
Fen Yan didn't dare to get close to the emperor whose chest was constantly heaving. He just stood respectfully aside and silently directed the scene.
After the corpse was cleaned up, maids carrying copper basins immediately came in one after another and cleaned the thick bloodstains on the ground gently and methodically.
Basins of clean water were brought in, and basins of blood were brought out. After the bloodstains were cleaned up, the ambergris burning in the bedroom quickly diluted the smell of blood.
Fen Yan waved his hand to dismiss the palace servants guarding various places, and sat cross-legged in meditation not far from the emperor, with a charcoal brazier burning next to him. Even though it was snowing outside, the bedroom was unusually warm.
The emperor was left with only shallow breathing, his dry lips moving up and down, and he was muttering.
Even Fen Yan, who had excellent hearing, could only hear vaguely.
"Xiao... Feng? Who is Xiao Feng? Who is Xiao Feng?" He shook his head, thinking that he might have heard it wrong.
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At the Fangshan River Wharf in Baipan Town, Daliang State, there were laborers everywhere holding torches and carrying sacks, moving goods.
The dock manager called out, "Everyone, work hard and try to get these several thousand dan of grain onto the ship before daybreak. Afterwards, I will pay you double your wages for today."
With the temptation of double wages, the laborers worked harder.
The manager had to go to the warehouse to count the grain, and he couldn't leave the dock without someone, so he had to call Zhu Changdan over, "Changdan! You'll have to work hard to keep watch all night."
Even though he was unhappy, Zhu Changdan could only pretend to be happy, "Don't worry, I'll be watching over the dock. You can go ahead and do your work. I will definitely deliver these 1,000 dan of grain safely out of the dock."
The manager patted Zhu Changdan on the shoulder reassuringly, then hurried to the warehouse.
The wind blowing from the river in autumn was extremely cold. Zhu Changdan had sweated while transporting grain before, and now he shivered from the cold wind. He rubbed his sore eyes and stood at the mouth of the river wind, not daring to leave.
These grains were being transported to the capital. If anything went wrong, he would lose his head, so he didn't dare to relax at all.
Before daybreak, the barge had already been loaded with food and set off upstream. The trackers on the river bank were already ready. As soon as the boatman's horn sounded, the trackers pulled the upstream barge upstream.
The relieved laborers leaned against the dock, panting. Zhu Changdan took two yellow steamed buns and planned to go back to the dormitory specially renovated for the laborers at the dock to rest. He was too tired after a busy night.
However, he was now feeling dizzy and he touched his forehead belatedly. His palm was hot and it turned out that he had a high fever.
He felt the two copper coins he had left on him. He had no money to see a doctor and he felt really uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth and went to his brother and sister-in-law to borrow some money for medical treatment.
I gritted my teeth and persevered all the way into the town. When I reached my brother's wife's house, just as I was about to knock on the door, I heard a man's voice talking inside.
"I'll go first. It's not good to be seen at dawn..."
"Tan Lang, when will you marry me? The baby in my belly can't wait any longer, you..."
As Tan Zhixin tied his belt, he said nonchalantly, "What are you afraid of? If things get bad, don't you still have that lover surnamed Zhu to back you up? Wasn't that how he became a coward before?" He pinched the woman's breast with a gloating look on his face. "You're such a scoundrel! You can only bully one person, hehe! Tell me honestly, did you get away with that Zhu?"
The woman gasped from being pinched, and fell on Tan Zhixin as if she had no bones. "Of course not, I'm not that kind of person. Humph! That guy is very easy to fool. He believes everything I say. If he really succeeds, he will still rush forward."
"Tsk tsk, you're so mean. No more. It's time for me to go. Take your hands off me. You're such a slut. One night isn't enough..."
With a bang, half of the fragile door panel fell down under Zhu Changdan's fierce kick.
The furious Zhu Changdan saw with his own eyes that the two men were in disheveled clothes, and the man surnamed Tan was restlessly touching his brother's wife's chest.
The man, who had been single for more than two months, couldn't help but look at his sister-in-law's round breasts, which she had no time to hide.
He was furious in his heart and angry on his face, but his steps were staggering. The ground in the yard was uneven, and the dizzy Zhu Changdan lost his footing and fell directly to the ground, with the back of his head hitting the granite on the door threshold.
The two of them couldn't understand what Zhu Changdan was doing until they saw a large pool of blood on the back of his head. The woman then screamed in fright.
Tan Zhixin didn't want to get involved in any murder, so he walked over nervously, checked the breath, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the person was still breathing, and he urged the woman to rush him to the hospital.
The two men who were carrying the tall and strong Zhu Changdan either hit their heads on the ground or against the wall.
After sending the person to the door of the clinic, the two of them ran away immediately when no one was watching.
As soon as the door of the clinic was opened, a person was found lying in a pool of blood at the door. The pharmacist who opened the door was so scared that he became incontinent on the spot.
People have been sent to the door of the clinic. We can't just pretend not to see it. Doctors are not just saying they will save lives and heal the wounded.
After a thorough examination, the doctor sighed and shook his head at the medicine boy, "You brought the patient here too late, the patient is already dead. Hurry up and go to Dongsheng Restaurant to report the death to Zhu the accountant! Remember to keep it quiet." It was really bad luck that someone died in the clinic early in the morning, and this matter had to be told privately to Zhu the accountant to avoid affecting the reputation of the clinic.
After receiving the shopkeeper's instructions, the medicine boy immediately ran out of the clinic and headed towards the restaurant.
Zhu Changdan, who was placed in the ward, was covered with a white silk cloth. His chest suddenly rose and fell violently, and he sat up from the bed as if he had come back to life.
The old doctor, who was about to enter the room, was so frightened when he saw this scene that his legs began to tremble and he slid to the ground against the door.
"Ahhh... Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu, is Zhu the boss?"
Hearing the noisy screams, the man's eyes flashed with anxiety, and he even wanted to cut off the man's tongue.
He lowered his eyes to examine the different clothes on his body, and there was something wrong with his hands. Originally, he had a scar several centimeters long on the back of his hand, but this hand did not have that!
His sharp eyes scanned the ward, but he felt something was wrong. He asked the old man who was still lying at the door in a harsh voice, "You, do you know me?"
"Uh! I know you! Aren't you Mr. Zhu, the foreman of the laborers at the dock?" The old doctor stared at the man in disbelief. His diagnosis at that time could not be wrong. The man was clearly dead, so why did he suddenly wake up?
"Could it be a case of suspended animation?" The old doctor expressed his suspicion.
Man: "..." So this body is already dead?
What about him?
Why would I suddenly wake up from this body when everything was fine?
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