The so-called personal guard leader led the letter delivery soldier walked through the seven or eight palace gates, and then arrived at the entrance of the imperial study room where Sima Yu was.

Unlike when Sima Qing was the emperor, four guards dressed in front of Sima Yu's imperial study room stood at the door of Sima Yu's dressed similar to these close-fitting secret guards. The sword in his hand was unsheathed. When he saw someone coming, his first reaction was to take the sword in his hand.

He set up to stop the passage, "Who is coming!"

"It was from Jishuicheng who came back to deliver the letter on behalf of our messenger."

Seeing that the sender was "scared" and instinctively took two steps back, the man who claimed to be the leader of the personal secret guard smiled proudly, raised his hand gently, and signaled the guards guards to put away their swords and let him go, "Go! Come with His Majesty."

A word of mouth!"

When the letter-giving soldier walked into the imperial study room, Sima Yu was lying on the desk and splashing ink. When he heard him come in, he didn't raise his head and said casually, "Read."

"I was ordered to bring two words to you. I wonder which one should I listen to first?"

The sender sent the letter was rolling out of the war. He was not nervous at all when facing Sima Yu. He reached out and took out the letter written by the messenger from his clothes before and gave him the letter written by Sima Ying.

The notice brought back by Shang Guo was raised above his head and waited for Sima Yu to decide.

Sima Yu seemed to have not heard what the sender said at all, and still lowered her head, carefully drawing something on the brocade in front of her. From time to time, she had to change to a larger or smaller pen to dip it.

Some cinnabar or stone yellow are drawn, and he looks at the moment when he smiles and sometimes frowns. He should be drawing something he loves.

After a long time, Sima Yu finished painting the painting in front of him, pushed away the paperweight, carefully picked up the brocade, looked at it and then, and then laughed with satisfaction and called a guard at the door in.

The guard went to take him and framed it into a scroll with the best materials and then send it back.

After the guard who was called in took the scroll and left the imperial study room, Sima Yu turned his gaze to the soldier who was already in front of the desk, kept the letter high, and stood with a stick of incense. His eyebrows were raised lightly, his eyes were fixed.

He took the yellow notice in his hand.

"What is that yellow one?"

Sima Yu seemed to be interested in this soldier who came to deliver the letter, or was somewhat surprised by his quietness. "Where did I send the messenger to Shangguo?"

"Reply to Your Majesty. This yellow one is a notice posted on the major cities of Shang Kingdom. Before that, a businessman who came back from Shang Kingdom stole it and gave it to my general, who wanted to use it to seek credit. General.

He said that Xu Hui was of some use to His Majesty. He let his subordinates bring it together."

The sender agreed respectfully, then stuffed the letter written by the messenger back into his clothes, started to spread the paper and informed him, held it high for Sima Yu to watch, "There is rumors in the market, I, Mo Guoxin

Wherever we pass, we are all smashed by the Shang Dynasty with dirty things. The people are angry. We are not in the country and the business travelers, and no one dares to come forward to persuade them to save us."

After hearing the soldiers who sent the letter finished speaking, Sima Yu couldn't help but frown. Even though Nalan Xue had made a lot of contributions to Shang State before, it wouldn't have attracted Shang State...

The people were angry and wanted to throw the messenger he sent with dirty things? Even if it was really the people of the merchant country who wanted to throw things behind his messenger, and to take advantage of the person who was the messenger and take advantage of him.

The good horse riding should be, and it is not the only one who will not give the people of the business country a chance! Why did it become a tragic scene where the business travelers in Mo Country want to make jokes?

Looking closely at the Shang Dynasty's notice, Sima Yu's hand instinctively clenched!

I hurriedly asked the soldiers who delivered the letter, and the letter written by the messenger who sent the letter to Shangguo was torn apart, and read the content written on the letter as quickly as possible... and then I would never suppress it again

Unable to stop the anger in my heart, even my eyes were filled with bloodthirsty red!

He clearly had thousands of instructions and told him not to be arrogant after he went there. He told Shang Fusu to tell him that he would welcome Nalan Xue back, even if he agreed to Shang Fusuti more

The conditions for the outgoing, tariff reduction, increased food transportation, intermarriage of nobles, etc., do not care... As a result, this idiot actually went there, and he was arrogant and domineering, but he gave himself to him directly to memorize the things he remembered.

A note that can be promised benefits was treated as a document and submitted directly to Shang Fusu!

This is a bastard who has failed to succeed and has more than enough trouble!

In this way, wouldn’t Nalan Xue be pushed even more to Shang Fusu’s side!

In this way, wouldn’t Nalan Xue hate him even more!

In this way... everything he did before was to make room for the rest of the world and let Nalan Xue and him work hard to repair the old ones, wouldn't it be vain!

He never thought of hurting her. All he wanted was to protect her from the place of right and wrong, live a peaceful life in a place where she could be treated well, and avoid wind and rain!

Now...hehe, is this considered a matter of God's will torture people?

"Where is that messenger now?"

After taking a long breath, Sima Yu threw the letter that had been kneaded into a ball by him into the brazier beside the table, and slowly stood up.

"I was beaten fifty times by the Emperor of Shang, and was thrown by the people of Shang Dynasty with dirty things. When I arrived at the lord's mansion in Jishui City, the wounded place was rotten and maggots were taken. The general sent someone to invite a famous doctor in the city to come and give him a gift for him.

Cutting the flesh to heal the wounds, now we should still be recuperating in the guest room of the city lord’s mansion.”

The soldiers who delivered the letter still held up the notice that the Shang Dynasty was revealed, lowered their heads, stood there motionlessly, answering Sima Yu's question. In their words, they were just telling what he knew.

The matter is not mixed with any of my own emotions, "I don't know the details."

Bian Yi does have the title of "famous doctor", but... the "famous doctor" is not because of his superb medical skills, noble medical ethics, etc.... Well, his medical skills are indeed

It is excellent, but compared with his "notorious reputation" among the great aristocratic clans, this superb medical skill is completely inconvenient!

As for...his medical ethics...well, how to say it, killing the rich and helping the poor, and knocking on rich people to quarrel, that is common. It is even more expensive to treat people from poor families.

There are common things! But he has a "rule" set by himself and diagnoses the disease according to the reward!

The poor man was sick and had no money to treat him. He could allow the man to go to his pharmacy to help crush and decoct medicine instead of medical expenses, but he never did anything like giving medicine or giving medicine!

"You...retreat..."

Sima Yu was silent for a long time before sitting down on the dragon throne, waved to the soldier who was delivering the letter, and signaled him to retreat.

...

An hour later, Sima Yu wrote an edict in his own hand, and asked someone to copy several copies and send them to various cities in Mo State to post.

In the edict, Sima Yu explained the messenger's nonsense before, and publicly bowed his head to Nalan Xue to admit his mistake. The messenger who had done the matter was sentenced to death and tied to the prison cart.

The prison cart was pulled by a cow and walked in the cities of Mo State in turn. During this period, a special criminal officer imposed a punishment of shattering bones and slashing the scattering. He was not allowed to die before he finished all the cities of Mo State.

All the people of Mo Kingdom can use any form of scolding and humiliation to the messenger who was disrespectful to Nalanxue, which would cause him any harm to him, and he would not be punished.

...

After the edict was issued, Sima Yu sent off all the guards and servants who served him, locked himself in the imperial study room, and he was stunned without litting candles.

In the past, in order to ask Sima Qing to give medicine to save Nalan Xue, the place where he cut his wrist was injured was cured. Except for a white scar, he could hardly see anything. At that time, he was stubborn.

The elixirs that have been saved, are now still placed in the secret grid in his bedroom, but... Now, that person will still believe and accept him, and it is for her benefit that he will...

…Sent to a foreign country…

After thinking for a long time, Sima Yu finally decided to go to Shangguo in person to meet Nalan Xue and explain to her the reasons for her actions at that time, especially to explain to her clearly that she had never done it.

On the day of her wedding, she asked someone to assassinate Sima Shang.

He believed that after listening to his own example, a smart woman like her would definitely understand that she had harmed her without intention and was planning for her wholeheartedly! Damn...

"Come."

After the decision, Sima Yu stopped hesitating and held the desk with both hands. After the imperial table, he slowly stood up, walked to the door of the imperial study room, opened the door with his own hands, and called out to the outside.

.

Chiu

A sound of cracking silk suddenly sounded, and Sima Yu felt that his body stuttered slightly, and then, his left shoulder was so painful that it was about to be torn to pieces!

assassin!

A thought instinctively poured into Sima Yu's mind. He used his hands to protect his chest, slid backwards, and then shouted loudly!

Hearing Sima Yu's shout, the guards who had been sent off by him rushed over in just a few breaths and fought with the assassin who stabbed him into a group!

The man was petite and looked like a woman from a distance. His weapons were a long steel whip with thorns!

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the strength of one person is at ease in the fight with a group of people!

Sima Yu could see that this person had taken his life without intention, otherwise, with his skills, he had the intention to make a fool of himself, and the moment just now would be enough to make his head fall to the ground!

He couldn't understand what this person wanted to do, or even, he couldn't think of it, he knew him or provoked such a person! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.

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