The wind blew across Xi Yu's face, but it could not blow away the haze in his heart.
His eyes were filled with pain and unwillingness, and his steps became heavier.
Song Shuwen and Xi Yu hurried back to the temple. As soon as they arrived at the door of the guest room, they saw Xiaohong waiting there with an anxious look on their faces.
As soon as Xiaohong saw them, he immediately came up and said in a low voice: "Doctor Song, I heard just now that the abbot has woken up and said that you asked him to wake him up. But the abbot is now furious in the room and roaring constantly. I want to ask, what's going on?"
Her brows frowned, her eyes full of doubt and worry.
Song Shuwen's face slightly sank, and his brows also frowned.
Song Shuwen sighed helplessly and said everything about it: "Xiaohong, this matter is a long story. After I woke up from it, the abbot was crazy and got angry for no reason. I think he was just a lunatic!" His face was full of confusion and boredom.
When Xiaohong heard this, she was full of wonder, her eyebrows were frowned, thinking that the abbot was too strange.
Suddenly, she said angrily: "Does that abbot not want to survive? Then he will kill him!"
She put her hands on her hips, her chest slumped, and her eyes were filled with anger.
Xi Yu waved his hand quickly and said, "Doctor Song, don't talk casually, so as not to get angry."
After the two entered the room, Xi Yu said to Song Shuwen with a serious look on his face: "Doctor Song, in my opinion, this abbot was not killed by someone, it should have committed suicide."
Song Shuwen widened his eyes and asked in astonishment: "Prime Minister, commit suicide? How is this possible? Why did he commit suicide?"
Xi Yu shook his head slightly and said, "Doctor Song, you are a mystery to the authorities. Only the abbot committed suicide can explain why he knew that he was particularly angry when he was alive."
Song Shuwen was stunned when he heard this, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Maybe what the Prime Minister said makes sense."
At this moment, a rapid knock on the door sounded, and Song Shuwen stood up and opened the door. When he saw Jiu Dazhi standing outside the door, his face instantly became very angry, his eyes seemed to be about to spit out of fire, and he said gritting his teeth: "What are you doing?"
Xi Yu hurriedly walked forward, pulled Song Shuwen's sleeve, and said, "Doctor Song, don't be angry, let others come in and talk about it."
Song Shuwen snorted coldly, said nothing, and turned sideways and made way open the door.
Jiu Dazhi walked into the house, clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
Then, a look of embarrassment appeared on Jiu Dazhi's face, and he stuttered: "I... I apologize for the abbot, I hope you can forgive Doctor Song."
When Song Shuwen heard this, he was very angry and snorted coldly from his nose, his expression full of displeasure.
At this time, Xi Yu spoke, "Jiu Dazhi, tell me about the abbot's situation."
Jiu Dazhi hurriedly said: "It has been investigated now that the abbot took a drug himself, which caused a state of false death."
After hearing this, Xi Yu raised his lips slightly and said, "It's true that it's similar to what I guess."
Jiu Dazhi was stunned when he heard this, his face full of shock. Obviously, he didn't expect that Xi Yu could guess. He widened his eyes and looked at Xi Yu incredibly.
At this moment, Mrs. Hua Yue rode a tall white horse and came to Youzhou heroically.
In fact, she originally planned to send someone here, but she always felt a little uneasy in her heart. After thinking about it, she decided to come here in person.
When she drove her horse to the gate of Youzhou City and was about to enter the city, she was stopped by soldiers.
Mrs. Hua Yue frowned, and a arrogant look immediately appeared on her face. She straightened her back and shouted in a high tone: "Bold! How dare you block my wife's way!"
The soldier replied with a firm look on his face and neither humble nor arrogantly: "Madam, I'm really sorry, there are system regulations here, not everyone can enter at will."
Mrs. Hua Yue thought angrily: "Hmph, a little soldier dares to stop me!"
She glared and raised her voice and said, "Mrs. I have something important to come here. If you know the truth, please get out of here!"
The soldier still stood straight and responded calmly: "This is the rule of the superior, and we are just on orders."
When Mrs. Hua Yue heard this, she curled a sneer on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were full of disdain, and she said, "It's okay not to let this lady enter. That lady will tell you that Zhao Yun is in my wife's hands!"
When the soldiers heard this, they were shocked, their faces filled with astonishment and fear. One of the soldiers blurted out: "No wonder they have never seen General Zhao lead the crowd back!"
They looked at each other, their hearts full of worry and shock.
Mrs. Hua Yue stood there without any intention of avoiding her. Her chin raised slightly and said arrogantly: "Hmph, my wife is the leader of the bandit! I caught Zhao Yun just to ask you Prime Minister for some money, that's that simple!" She said this, with her expression so righteous, as if it was natural.
When the soldiers heard this, their faces turned pale, their eyes wide open, and their teeth clattered. One of the soldiers shouted angrily: "You evil woman, how dare you be so presumptuous!"
Mrs. Hua Yue disagreed and said proudly: "Mrs. I know that your prime minister is not here, so hurry up and come over to talk to Mrs. I will talk to me!"
After saying that, she held her hands in front of her chest, looking arrogant.
When the soldiers heard Mrs. Hua Yue's words, they immediately opened their eyes wide open. One of the soldiers gritted their teeth and said, "We will never let you succeed!"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Mrs. Hua Yue's mouth, a ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, and she secretly mocked herself: "These stupid guys are really ungrateful!"
She responded coldly: "Hmph, since you ignore Zhao Yun's life and death, then Mrs. Don't say anything more."
After saying that, the soldiers started fighting with Mrs. Hua Yue again.
Mrs. Hua Yue looked cold and agile. After a few rounds, several soldiers were injured and fell to the ground. The soldiers covered their wounds and kept moaning, with a look of pain on their faces.
An injured soldier looked at Mrs. Hua Yue hatefully and said in his heart: "This evil lady is so powerful, we are no match for her!"
Mrs. Hua Yue looked at them proudly, thinking in her heart: "Just you want to stop me too? Overestimate your ability!"
Mrs. Hua Yue hugged her arms with her hands, raised her eyebrows and looked at the soldiers, and asked coldly: "Why, are you still going to continue to fight with this lady?"
A soldier endured the pain, raised his head stubbornly and said, "Madam, you can't enter Youzhou, we will hand over this news."
Mrs. Hua Yue's mouth raised slightly, showing a sarcastic smile, and said in her heart: "What a group of stubborn guys."
But he said, "Of course, it's best."
A soldier quickly turned over and galloped away.
Along the way, his brows frowned and he kept thinking in his heart: "Who should I tell this news?"
Names flashed quickly in his mind, and finally, he gritted his teeth and decided to himself: "Let me tell Zhuge Liang!"
With the sound of horse hooves, he ran towards where Zhuge Liang was.
Zhuge Liang was writing at home safely, showing his calmness in every stroke.
Suddenly, I heard from the servants who came to report that there were soldiers from the transit area coming to ask for their visit.
Zhuge Liang couldn't help but wonder, frowned slightly, and thought to himself: "What's the matter with the soldiers at this transit?"
But he nodded quickly to agree.
Soon, the soldier hurried in, panting.
After the soldiers finished talking about the whole story, Zhuge Liang's face suddenly changed, and he was shocked. The brush in his hand almost fell off, and he was secretly shocked: "This is actually happening!"
Zhuge Liang was full of worries at this time. He knew very well that this matter was not trivial. If handled improperly, it would cause a series of serious consequences.
Zhuge Liang couldn't help but complain in his heart that Yulai: "Why has the Prime Minister been out for so long and hasn't come back yet?"
His thoughts kept rolling, thinking about how to deal with this properly when he knew about it.
Then, Zhuge Liang looked helpless, shook his head, and sighed, "I am just a literati with no power. I'm afraid it's difficult to deal with this matter. Why do you want to discuss it with Zhou Yu?"
After hearing this, the soldier felt that what Zhuge Liang said made sense. After hesitating for a while, he had to hold his fists and salute, then turn and leave.
Zhuge Liang looked at the soldiers' departure back, his eyebrows were still tightened, and his worries remained undiminished.
The soldier rushed to Zhou Yu's mansion, but who would have thought that Zhou Yu was not in the mansion at this time.
The soldier looked anxious, but he had no choice but to wait anxiously in the mansion, praying in his heart that Zhou Yu would come back soon so that he could discuss solutions together.
He paced back and forth in the yard, looking at the door from time to time, hoping that the familiar figure would appear soon.
On the other side, Jiu Dazhi sighed heavily, his eyes full of sorrow, and he murmured to himself: "It's really a misfortune!"
He frowned, with a sad expression on his face, and then said, "The reason why the abbot did this is because he thought the temple was a cage, so he wanted to get out of this cage."
After saying that, Jiu Dazhi shook his head and kept saying, "Sincere."
His face was full of helplessness and regret, as if he felt extremely heartbroken by all this.
Jiu Dazhi looked angry and gritted his teeth and said, "What's even more annoying is that the abbot actually had a secret conversation with a woman outside! This time he had such an idea, thinking that after he was taken into the coffin, he would elope with the woman after the medicine on his body was lost!"
As he spoke, Jiu Dazhi clenched his fists with his hands and his body trembled slightly, "I am so heartbroken!"
His face was full of grief and anger and helplessness, and his eyes revealed deep disappointment.
After Jiu Dazhi said these words, Xi Yu's face became very complicated. He frowned and his eyes were full of entanglement.
Xi Yu said in a naughty way: "This... this abbot, I don't know whether to sympathize or hate him." His hands unconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes, and his heart was as difficult to sort out as a mess.
After hearing this, Song Shuwen, whose originally tense face suddenly relaxed, and the anger seemed to disappear.
He sighed lightly and said slowly, "Oh, that's all, maybe this abbot has his own difficulties."
A trace of thought flashed in his eyes, as if he was reexamining the matter.
Jiu Dazhi's face was filled with righteous indignation. He waved his arms excitedly and said loudly: "I don't think so! This is clearly a scandal! Then the abbot is not worthy of sympathy, he is only worthy of condemnation!"
His eyes were rounded, his expression was serious and angry.
Then he said, "Fortunately, everyone has abolished him now and has also detained him, so that he can repent in front of the Buddha statue!"
Speaking of this, Jiu Dazhi's expression was a little relieved, but it was still a little dissatisfied.
Jiu Dazhi looked a little sad and said softly: "The new abbot is now Senior Brother Zamu."
He paused for a moment, then looked at Xi Yu and Song Shuwen, and bowed slightly and said, "Two donors, I won't disturb you to rest, I will leave too."
After saying that, he turned around, took a slightly heavy step, and slowly left, his back seemed to have a hint of loneliness and helplessness.
After Jiu Dazhi left, Song Shuwen turned to look at Xi Yu. Seeing him looking dull, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Prime Minister, what are you thinking?"
Xi Yu slowly came to his senses, his eyes were a little sloppy, and he murmured: "I remember some monks I've heard of."
A thoughtful look appeared on his face, as if the stories of the monks had caused him to be in deep thought.
Mrs. Hua Yue stood quietly at the transit, with a graceful figure but a bit majestic.
She stood and waited, and before she knew it, several hours had passed quietly.
At this time, Mrs. Hua Yue seemed a little impatient. She frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure in her eyes. She asked loudly at the soldiers: "What's going on? Why has she been waiting for so long but she hasn't had a result!"
The soldiers looked at each other, and they felt very puzzled. Logically speaking, they should have come back long ago.
One of the soldiers hurried forward and explained: "It is said that they should be back soon, so something must have been delayed."
After hearing this, Mrs. Hua Yue's face was still gloomy. She hugged her hands in front of her chest and said in a cold tone: "Hmph, wait for an hour at most. If there is no one in one hour, don't blame me for being rude!"
Her sharp eyes swept across the soldiers, making the soldiers' hearts tense.
After hearing Mrs. Hua Yue's words, the soldiers couldn't help but shivered and nodded quickly.
Then, they stood there, waiting nervously, looking into the distance from time to time, hoping to see the person they were waiting for.
Time passed by minute by minute, Mrs. Hua Yue's face became increasingly ugly. She kept paced in place, and her anxiety became more and more obvious.
The soldiers were also very proud and did not dare to show off, for fear of angering Mrs. Hua Yue.
Seeing that an hour was about to pass, there was still no movement, Mrs. Hua Yue's patience finally reached its limit.
She glared and shouted at the soldiers: "Enough! The time has come, I see what else you have to say!"
The soldiers all lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at Mrs. Hua Yue's gaze, and their hearts were filled with uneasiness.
At this moment, a soldier finally couldn't help it. He plucked up his courage and said, "Madam, we are all just little people. Why do you make things difficult for us so much? Do whatever you want!"
After saying that, the soldier seemed to have exhausted all his courage and stood there with a slight trembling.
After hearing this, Mrs. Hua Yue felt like she was choking for a moment, and opened her mouth but didn't say anything.
She was originally full of anger and wanted to teach these soldiers a lesson.
But she thought for a moment that even if she went back to kill Zhao Yun, although she could relieve her temporary energy, she did not have any substantial use.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Hua Yue bit her lip, suppressed the anger in her heart, and said coldly: "Forget it, keep waiting!"
So she stood up again and continued to wait anxiously.
At Zhou Yu's home, Zhou Yu's figure appeared at the door.
The soldier's originally dim eyes instantly lit up and he greeted him with joy.
"General!" the soldier greeted excitedly.
Then, the soldier couldn't wait to say everything he should say.
After hearing this, Zhou Yu's face was full of astonishment. He widened his eyes and murmured in disbelief: "I didn't expect that something like this would happen..."
His expression was shocked, as if he could not digest the amazing news for a while.
Then, Zhou Yu's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he cursed: "This woman is simply too bullying!" His chest was so angry that his chest was fluctuating violently, and his eyes were filled with angry flames.
When the soldier heard Zhou Yu say that he was willing to deal with it now, he was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "It's great, general!" So the two of them quickly left.
Zhou Yu stepped onto a horse and galloped with the soldiers.
On the way, his emotions gradually calmed down and suddenly realized that he must not act impulsively.
After all, Zhao Yun is still in the hands of the other party, and if you are not careful, you may endanger Zhao Yun's life.
While driving forward, Zhou Yu frowned and thought hard, how could he rescue the person?
Various strategies and possibilities kept flashing in his mind, but they were denied by him again and again.
He knew the difficulty and complexity of this matter, and the anxiety in his heart became heavier, but he also understood that only by thinking calmly can he find the best solution.
Zhou Yu rode on the horse, his face was solemn, his brows frowned, and he kept thinking about countermeasures in his heart.
The soldier beside him looked relaxed, and he thought to himself: "Hehe, the general is finally willing to deal with it. No matter what, my mission seems to have been completed."
At this time, the soldier looked at Zhou Yu and said carefully: "General Zhou, do you think we can rescue General Zhao Yun?"
Zhou Yu glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "Don't think so much first, and act according to the opportunity when you get to the place."
Chapter completed!