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 swords in his hands were unsheathed. When he saw someone coming, his first reaction was to put the swords in his hands and prevent them from passing, "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! Let me tell you about it!"

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 soldiers who delivered the letter were rolling out of the war, and they were not nervous at all when facing Sima Yu. They reached out and took out the letter written by the messenger and the notice given to him by Sima Ying and brought back from Shangguo. They were raised above their heads and waiting for Sima Yu to decide.

Sima Yu seemed to have not heard what the sender said at all, and still lowered his head, carefully drawing something on the brocade in front of him. From time to time, he had to change to a larger or smaller pen, dip it in some cinnabar or stone yellow, and paint it on it. Look at him smiling and sometimes flirting with his eyebrows, he should be drawing something he loved.

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 laughed with satisfaction, and called a guard at the door in. He asked the guard to take him to frame 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 eyes 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, and his eyes were fixed on 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?"

"When you say to Your Majesty, this yellow one is a notice posted to all the major cities of Shang Kingdom. Before that, a merchant who came back from Shang Kingdom stole it and gave it to my general, who wanted to seek credit. The general said that Xu Hui was of some use to Your Majesty. So he asked his subordinates to bring it together."

The sender agreed respectfully, then stuffed the letter written by the messenger back into his clothes, started to do it, spread the paper and informed him, held it up for Sima Yu to watch, "It is rumored that wherever my messenger passed by, I, Mo Guo, were smashed with dirty things by the people of the Shang Kingdom. The crowd was angry. No one dared to come forward to persuade them to save me."

After hearing the soldiers who sent the message finished speaking, Sima Yu couldn't help but frown. Even if Nalan Xue had made a lot of contributions to the Shang Kingdom before, it would not... it would have caused the people of Shang Kingdom to be angry and smashed the messenger he sent with dirty things? Even if it was really those Shang Kingdom people who wanted to throw things on their messengers, with the person who was the messenger and the good horses that were for him to ride, they would not give the people of Shang Kingdom a chance! How could they fall into the tragic scene of letting the business travelers of Mo Kingdom see 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 contents written on the letter as quickly as possible... In that case, I could no longer suppress the anger in my heart, and 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, and to tell Shang Fusu well that he would welcome Nalan Xue's return. Even if he agreed to more conditions proposed by Shang Fusu, reduce tariffs, increase grain transportation, and intermarriage of nobles, it didn't matter... As a result, this idiot actually did not say anything after he went there, but he directly gave him the notes that he could memorize the benefits that he could promise, as documents, and submitted them 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 Shang Emperor, and was thrown by the Shang people all the way with dirty things. When I arrived at the Lord's Mansion of Jishui City, the injured place had rotten and maggots. The general asked someone to invite a famous doctor in the city to come and cut his flesh and heal his wounds. Now, he should still be recuperating in the guest room of the Lord's Mansion."

The soldiers who delivered the letter still held up the notice that the Shang Kingdom was revealed, lowered their heads, stood there motionlessly, answering Sima Yu's question. In their words, they were just telling something he knew, without any trace of his own emotions in it, "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 excellent, but compared with his "notorious reputation" among the great aristocratic clans, this superb medical skills are completely inadequate!

As for... his medical ethics... well, how to say it, killing the rich and helping the poor, and robbing rich people, that is common. It is even more common for people with poor family background to treat medical treatment at a cheap price! However, he has a "rule" set by himself, and he will be treated according to the rewards!

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 fool 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 a prison cart. The prison cart was pulled by a cattle 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 sacred stones on him. He was not allowed to die before he walked through 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 healed. Apart from a white scar, he could hardly see anything. At that time, the elixir he saved with his stubborn will to survive was still placed in the secret grid in his bedroom. However... Now, that person still believes and accepts him. He sent her... to a foreign country for her own good...

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 that she had never done it. On the day of her wedding, she was asked 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, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)
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