Chapter 138 Behind the Scenes

Hearing this, the commander did not dare to delay for a moment.

Even if the Duke wants to die, he cannot die at the hands of the Jingji Division. Otherwise, he will not be able to withstand the remaining power of General Shang, let alone the Wei family.

He immediately gave the order.

"Quick, send him to the Duke's Mansion, quickly!"

"yes!"

The man immediately carried Shang Yukuan on his back and ran towards the Duke's Mansion, accompanied by more than ten people.

If you can't carry it anymore, someone can help you.

"Where is the assassin?"

"Reporting to the commander, he has been captured by the brothers. The bow and arrow in his hand are indeed worn out, and the arrowhead is very similar in design to the arrow in the Duke's left arm. He must have been the one who did it."

"Give orders to keep a close watch on him and don't let him commit suicide!"

"yes!"

As for whether to bring the person back to the Gyeonggi Division or send him to the Duke's Mansion for disposal, the commander was a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Luo Yuan and Zheng Deli did not stay any longer.

After making a gesture, all the people they brought disappeared and ran back to the camp outside the city.

In the Duke's Mansion, Mrs. Wei felt a little nervous for some reason.

It's not that I feel sorry for the Duke being stabbed, but I vaguely feel that this matter may not be so natural.

Sure enough, the sandalwood in the incense burner was still burning intermittently, and there was a commotion outside.

"It's bad, it's bad, Madam, the Duke has been assassinated."

The one who brought the news back was the servant who had accompanied the Duke out in the morning. Now he ran back covered in blood, shouting as he ran.

It naturally makes people think of something else.

Madam Wei and Aunt Jiao beside her looked at each other, and Aunt Jiao nodded slightly.

Mrs. Wei felt a huge weight lifted off her chest, and when she raised her eyes again, tears started to fall like a dam bursting.

He hurried out of the yard.

"What happened? How could he be stabbed? Where is the master? Where is he?"

Mrs. Wei has been in the rear palace for decades, and no one can match her acting skills.

Therefore, she cried so sadly that soon the whole West Garden was alarmed.

Shang Qillang was not at home, but Silang and his wife were staying with Shang Zhihe, so they did not go out.

Hearing this noise, the couple's faces turned unhappy.

The son was just seriously injured and hasn't recovered yet, but the father is about to fall down again? Is their Duke's Mansion unlucky recently or something, why are all the bad luck coming at the same time?

So Shiro said anxiously.

"You stay with He'er while I go outside to take a look. We can't let anything happen to our father at this time."

"Okay, husband, go now."

They knew exactly what was going on in each other's minds.

Although it is unlikely to overthrow Shang Ji and seize the position of the young master, it does not mean that they can really survive under Shang Ji.

Not to mention anything else, if my father were gone, it would definitely be Shang Ji and his wife who would take over the Duke's Mansion.

If Mrs. Du were to take charge of the family, it would not be so easy for their food, clothing and other daily expenses to be included in the household expenses in the future.

The couple understood this clearly, so Shang Silang hurried out the door.

Not long after, they met Mrs. Wei, who was crying breathlessly, and the servant covered in blood.

His heart was beating fast. No way. Was he really that unlucky?

He quickly took a few steps forward and asked.

"What's going on? Where's father?"

The boy was obviously frightened, trembling and unable to speak clearly.

Shang Silang became extremely anxious after hearing this. For the first time, he got angry and slapped the boy. Then he said with viciousness in his eyes.

"Straighten your tongue and speak without hemming and hawing."

The servant was slapped and was stunned for a long time.

Fortunately, this did dispel a lot of his fear, so he swallowed and said in horror.

"The Duke is behind, and someone from the Capital Affairs Bureau is carrying him back to treat his injuries. I ran back as quickly as possible to tell Madam the news. Quick, find a doctor!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Wei became a little unsteady on her feet.

In the eyes of others, they probably thought that she was too frightened, but only Aunt Jiao knew that maybe the man had been too heavy-handed and something went wrong.

So he supported Mrs. Wei and spoke to her to comfort her.

"Don't worry, Madam. We have plenty of good medicine in our house. We will definitely be able to cure the master's illness!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

If you think carefully about what she said, you will know that there is something wrong.

It seems like it was prepared in advance.

But Shang Silang and the servant present were not smart, so they naturally could not hear the trick and could only speak hurriedly.

"What are you all standing there for? Go get the court doctor! Also, get all the famous doctors in the city, come here for me, go now!"

Shang Silang finally got angry and scared the old women so much that they scattered to look for someone.

However, these people were naive and started looking for doctors everywhere as soon as they went out. Before the Duke even arrived at the gate of the mansion, many people started talking and realized that something had happened in the Duke's mansion.

Sure enough, when the people from the Jingjisi carried the Duke back all the way, many people saw it.

Therefore, the news that the Duke was assassinated in the street quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys of Sui'an City.

Mrs. Xing was sitting in the room when she saw her son Xing Zhao hurrying in.

There was a serious look on his face, and Mrs. Xing stood up immediately when she saw it.

Before Xing Zhao could even open his mouth, he heard Mrs. Xing say this.

"Come on, let's go to the Duke's Mansion. If we go too late, we won't be able to see the excitement."

Xing Zhao was stunned, but he quickly reacted.

"Mother knew about this a long time ago? Could it be that my cousin set this up?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are accusing your cousin of patricide!"

"Then why did mother want to go to watch the fun?"

"Madam Wei, you have lost more than you gained. If I don't go and watch the joke on you, what am I going to do in the mansion?"

As he spoke, he pushed his son forward.

All those who followed them north this time were their confidants, so Mrs. Xing was not afraid that someone would leak the secret.

He rushed to the Duke's Mansion with full concentration.

By the time they arrived at the gate of the Duke's Mansion, it was already crowded with people.

Most of them were ordinary people who came to join in the fun, and a small number were people who had been arranged in advance.

So he stood in the crowd and began to spread the news stealthily.

"In my opinion, this general must have a very hard fate. Didn't he kill several wives before? When he was not back, everything was peaceful in the Duke's Mansion. How come so many problems happened after he came back?"

"Who says it's not true? I heard that everyone in Dongyuan fell ill. I guess they couldn't stand his murderous aura."

Then someone followed suit and spoke with suspicion.

"I'm afraid the Duke is in great danger this time. When he was carried back here, he was covered in blood and had been shot by an arrow! I don't know if he can wake up."

After hearing this, the people began to discuss among themselves.

(End of this chapter)