Chapter 207 World 9 (Part 4)
Although the thieves were able to sneak into the palace and steal the Jiangshan Wanli Tu, they did leave some clues.
The Jinyiwei followed the clues to track the thief's whereabouts.
Wei Mao spent several days in the Northern Pacification Office, yearning for his treasured fan. However, he was unable to return home due to a mission. He could only pull out the handkerchief he carried with him and gaze at the plum blossom petals embroidered on the bottom, his eyes heavy with worry.
He wondered if Baoshan would be bored at home alone. Was she angry that he hadn't spent her birthday with her? Wei Mao knew Baoshan's temperament. She was gentle and rarely showed anger. Even when wronged, she would just shed silent tears.
Before Baoshan started crying, there was a red circle around her eyes. When she was crying, her thin shoulders trembled slightly, which made people feel sorry for her.
Wei Mao didn't want to see that scene.
Wei Mao then asked Chen Zhang, the Jinyiwei who was traveling with him, "If you want to please a woman, what should you give her as a gift?"
Chen Zhang's brows furrowed slightly. He didn't have any particular woman he admired, so he could only speculate, "Women's favorite things are nothing more than rouge, powder, silk, and satin."
Seeing Wei Mao's tense expression, Chen Zhang immediately understood: "Are you going to buy something for your sister-in-law?"
Wei Mao responded in a deep voice.
Chen Zhang pondered and said, "Why not buy some hairpins and rings? I saw the multi-seeded pomegranate hairpin that the commander-in-chief gave me the other day, and my sister-in-law liked it very much.
After all, girls love to be pretty. Although my sister-in-law married you, she is still young and simple-minded. I think she also likes these little things.
Wei Mao agreed with this and immediately made a decision. After catching the thief, he would go to the jewelry shop, buy the best hairpin and give it to Baoshan.
I wonder if Baoshan will smile when she sees Yuzhan.
The thief's trail was found, and Lu Yuanhui brought a group of Jinyiwei and surrounded the thief's location.
This person's martial arts skills are not superb, but he has an extremely good body shape. He walks silently and his figure is like a ghost.
Moreover, this person was sent by a neighboring country. Ostensibly to steal treasures, he actually came to provoke the current emperor.
Therefore, in order to protect his safety, this person has many secret weapons on him, which are said to be obtained by many talented people.
When he saw the Jinyiwei, he didn't panic, but flicked his long sleeves lightly. Lu Yuanhui's expression was slightly stern, and he shouted loudly: "Be careful!"
The Jinyiwei all moved away, only to see several silver needles flying out from the man's sleeves and deeply embedded in the tree trunk. Under the sunlight, they emitted a dazzling white light.
The tree trunk that was penetrated by the silver needle soon began to wither, which was obvious that the silver needle must have been covered with poison.
Taking advantage of everyone's stunned silence, the man moved slightly, trying to seize the opportunity to escape. Lu Yuan reached out and grabbed his left shoulder. Unable to break free, the man tried to throw out the many secret weapons on his body.
Lu Yuanhui's eyes turned cold, he raised his foot to kick his knee, and then used his backhand to remove his shoulder.
This man had no strength left in his body and could only allow the other Jinyiwei to surround him and tie him up with strong ropes so that he could not move.
The thief lowered his head, no longer as casual as he was at the beginning.
After a moment, he moved slightly, looked up at Lu Yuanhui, and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you the commander of the Jinyiwei, Lu Yuanhui?"
Lu Yuanhui would never respond nicely to such thieves.
Lu Yuanhui gave the thief a casual glance, which made his face turn red and he felt that he was being looked down upon.
The Jinyiwei held the struggling thief back and shouted, "Don't be disrespectful to the Lord!"
Under the suppression of brute force, the thieves finally calmed down.
After the thief was captured, everyone relaxed after being tense for several days.
Wei Mao thought of the multi-seeded pomegranate hairpin and caught up with Lu Yuanhui: "Sir!"
Lu Yuan looked back at Wei Mao.
Wei Mao always treated Lu Yuanhui with respect. Wei Mao was a child of orphans who fought hard to become a prestigious Jinyiwei.
Wei Mao usually believes in the law of the jungle, but he has no dissatisfaction with Lu Yuanhui, who is a few years younger than him.
Wei Mao opened his lips and looked at Lu Yuanhui's puzzled expression, his voice a little difficult.
But he remembered the precious fan at home, so he finally asked, "Where did you buy that multi-seeded pomegranate hairpin, sir?"
Although Lu Yuanhui was puzzled, he told the truth: "It's my mother's dowry."
Wei Mao was stunned.
Lu Yuanhui did not regard his mother's dowry as an object that could not be moved.
Lu's mother died early, and Lu Yuanhui's memory of her was not deep.
Lu Yuan recalled that since he was going to meet Wei Mao and his wife, he had to prepare a gift.
But Lu Yuanhui was not good at choosing gifts, so he could only pick out one or two pieces of jewelry that caught his eye from the jewelry left by his mother.
Pomegranates have many seeds, and the seeds have the same meaning as the children. It is the most appropriate gift for Wei Mao and his wife.
Lu Yuanhui and Wei Mao walked side by side, completely unaware of the thieves behind them, and moved their toes slightly.
The tiny specks of light flew out from the tips of his feet.
The thieves' target had never been His Majesty, surrounded by layers of siege in the palace, but Lu Yuanhui, the chief of the current emperor's lackeys. Without Lu Yuanhui, it would be like cutting off His Majesty's left and right arms, severely damaging his vitality.
The thief acted extremely quickly. In the blink of an eye, the thin needle flashing with silver light was about to fall on Lu Yuanhui.
The thief showed a satisfied smile on his face. There was no medicine to cure this fine needle. It would only take a moment to take Lu Yuanhui's life.
Even though the thief knew very well that if he killed Lu Yuanhui, his life would be in danger.
But it was not a losing business for him alone to destroy the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
Wei Mao almost subconsciously stretched out his palm to push Lu Yuan back: "Sir, be careful!"
The moment the fine needle entered Wei Mao's body, he immediately felt that his heart was as if being gripped by a hand, and breathing became difficult.
Wei Mao fell to the ground, all he could see was the clear sky. His ears were buzzing and he could only hear vague sounds.
"Wei Mao!"
Lu Yuanhui immediately supported Wei Mao and called the Jinyiwei to find a doctor.
Lu Yuanhui fed Wei Mao all the pills he carried with him, regardless of their effects.
After Chen Zhang took Wei Mao over, Lu Yuan went back to the successful thief and asked him for the antidote.
After learning that there was no antidote to the disease, Lu Yuanhui immediately broke the thief's limbs.
Even though the thief knew his life was in danger, he never imagined that he would suffer such pain.
Seeing the thief's face twisted and distorted with pain, Lu Yuanhui felt no pleasure at all. He walked up to Wei Mao and called out, "Wei Mao!"
"There will be an antidote."
Wei Mao realized that his consciousness was gradually fading. He heard someone calling him, but he couldn't tell who the voice came from.
Wei Mao drooped his eyelids slightly and thought to himself: Could it be a precious fan?
He changed his mind and thought, that certainly wouldn't happen, Baoshan was at home right now, and might still be angry with him.
But it's okay. Baoshan is so docile. Once he buys some jade hairpins and apologizes sincerely, Baoshan will not be angry anymore.
But I'm afraid there will be no more chance.
Wei Mao was a martial artist. He understood his physical condition and could no longer deceive himself.
Wei Mao knew that he saved Lu Yuanhui not out of any goodness.
He grew up in an orphanage and has a selfish nature.
No matter how respectful he was to Lu Yuanhui, Wei Mao would not exchange his own life for Lu Yuanhui's.
Besides, he still had the treasured fan. If he lost his life, the treasured fan would have to live the same life as before. Perhaps, that gambling father would come looking for him again.
Saving Lu Yuanhui was Wei Mao's physical instinct.
When Your Majesty selected these orphans, you were actually trying to train them into obedient dogs.
Loyalty to the emperor and respect for elders had been ingrained in Wei Mao through years of training. Obeying orders was his nature. If it weren't Lu Yuanhui, but His Majesty were in danger today, Wei Mao, thoroughly trained, would instinctively rush forward to ward off any danger for His Majesty.
Seeing Wei Mao's face gradually losing color, Lu Yuanhui was slightly stunned and hurriedly called out, "Wei Mao, don't sleep!"
Wei Mao struggled to open his eyes and raised his arm in the direction of the voice: "Commander-in-Chief."
Lu Yuanhui hurriedly held Wei Mao's hand tightly.
Wei Mao's calm voice came: "There is no antidote. I am dying."
Lu Yuanhui wanted to say something, but found his throat was dry.
Wei Mao felt that he had never had so much to say as he did now. In the past, he was called a "saw-mouthed gourd" because he would be stunned for a whole day and couldn't utter a single word. But now, Wei Mao was very careful and warned: "If I were alone, I would not be afraid of leaving this world.
I have been married for just over a month and have a beloved wife at home named Baoshan.
Bao Shan, like me, has no parental connection. She is very soft-hearted. Normally, I am here to protect her. But I... cough cough..."
Lu Yuanhui held Wei Mao's hand tightly.
"Commander-in-Chief, I have quite a bit of money in the Northern Pacification Office. I'll give it all to you. I only ask... I ask that you take care of my beloved wife, Baoshan, and protect her from being bullied..."
Lu Yuan nodded and said, "I will give all your money to your wife. As for her safety, you don't have to worry."
Hearing this, Wei Mao loosened his grip on Lu Yuanhui's hand slightly. All kinds of memories flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope, most of them were sad and miserable.
Abandoned by his parents, he became an orphan, fighting for food with other orphans, and was summoned for training by the Northern Pacification Division.
If you succeed, you will be a Jinyiwei; if you fail, you will go back to being a beggar that everyone hates.
Wei Mao was like a fighting vicious dog. He successfully became a Jinyiwei and lived a life with enough food and warm clothing.
But Wei Mao felt exhausted watching all this. He had to fight and rob to barely get by.
Until he met Baoshan. Baoshan would smile at him tenderly, would lean against him with her soft body, would give Wei Mao instructions in a soft voice, and would apply medicine to him with red eyes when Wei Mao was injured...
"Wei Mao, are you happy with your wife?"
That question did have an answer, but Wei Mao could no longer say it.
Lu Yuan looked back at the corpse on the ground, grief appearing in his eyes.
Bao Shan sat quietly on the embroidered cushion, playing with a small white porcelain bottle in her soft hands. There was a snow-white puppy carved on the surface. It was a gift from Wei Mao.
Bao Shan looked at the puppy's dazed look, which was very similar to Wei Mao.
Baoshan stretched out her slender white fingers and gently poked the small white porcelain bottle.
"Bad Wei Mao."
The puppy swayed, but returned to normal in an instant.
After poking it like this a few times, the puppy suddenly turned sideways, fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Baoshan hurriedly picked it up and glued it together with rice paste, but it looked different from before. Baoshan thought that when Wei Mao returned, he would definitely ask him to carve another one.
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