The news of the assassination of King Linzi resounded through the city of Yangzhou like thunder. People of all sizes related to power were woken up in the gentle village, at the wine table, or in their own bank vaults, and hurriedly hurriedly woke up.
Come to the garden.
When Governor Wei An Shiwei arrived, it was already broad daylight, and the entrance to the garden was crowded with carriages and entourages. The garden was quiet and nothing unusual could be seen.
"Lord Governor!" Wei Anshi was led into the main hall by a little maid, but as soon as he stepped across the threshold, he was discovered by several officials in green robes.
"How is the prince? Is there any news?"
The anxiety on Wei Anshi's face was not pretended. The Wei family was originally a wealthy family, but after the current emperor revised the household registration book several times, the only hope in the court now turned out to be this weak-headed young man. How could this not make him angry?
"Replying to your lord, a doctor just came out of the inner room. He just said that the prince had lost too much blood and needed to rest. He didn't explain anything else."
"Is it Mr. Li from Qingyun Temple who you invited?"
The governor was a little worried and asked again.
"It's Zhenren Li from Qingyun Temple."
"Zhenren Li is the only famous doctor in Yangzhou City who can do this. Since he said so, I guess it won't be a big deal."
Governor Wei patted his chest as if to comfort himself, "Did the prince tell me anything?"
"The prince is still in a coma. I just said that the prince is bleeding too much. It's hard to tell when he will wake up."
Bing'er turned out of the inner room, followed by the haggard-looking Gongsun Lan. Everyone saw this and knew that this little girl was Li Chongrun's Mrs. Ru, so they hurried forward to greet her.
"Wei Gong has a good heart."
Gongsun Lan and Wei Anshi returned a blessing gift. Wei Anshi naturally knew Gongsun Lan. Seeing that the red boots under her feet were still stained with a lot of yellow mud, he knew that she had not rested since last night, so the prince's injury should be as bad as they said.
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"I would like to visit the prince, what do you think, madam?"
Gongsun Lan did not object, but nodded silently, but Bing'er made arrangements, saying that the doctor had made arrangements before, and that the prince needed to rest now, and was most afraid of wind and noise, so only Wei Anshi was allowed in.
Wei Anshi entered the bedroom where Li Chongrun was recuperating and saw that Li Chongrun's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and even his lips had faded to a pale color.
A thick woolen blanket tightly covered Li Chongrun's whole body. Only a few circles of silk bandages at the collar were exposed, stained with a lot of blood, and they looked as if they were not yet dry.
A very slender figure was carefully feeding medicine into Li Chongrun's mouth with a silver spoon at the bedside. But maybe because he was unconscious, after feeding several spoonfuls in a row, the medicine liquid flowed down from the corner of his mouth.
A Taoist wearing a Ge robe was putting his hand on Li Chongrun's wrist to diagnose his pulse. When he heard someone coming in, he twisted his face and stared at him, with a very conspicuous anger on his face.
Seeing that it was Wei Anshi, the governor, the long expression softened slightly, he pointed lightly outside, then stood up and walked towards the outside.
"Zhenren Li, how is the prince's injury?"
Wei Anshi glanced at Li Chongrun's face again and again, and found that no matter how he looked at him, he looked like he was about to die. Then he sighed softly and followed the Taoist priest surnamed Li to the outside room.
"Wei Gong, although the prince himself is the Qihuang Sage, the arrow wounds were treated very promptly, and there are some magical methods to prevent the wind poison from entering the body, but the blood loss is too much..."
With a very troubled expression on his face, Li Zhenren sighed and said to Governor Wei: "Although the prince is in great physical condition, we can only leave it to fate whether and when he will wake up."
Just now, Gongsun Lan followed him into the inner room, but did not follow him out. Instead, the little girl who was giving medicine followed him and walked to the outer room.
Only then did Wei Anshi see the appearance of the little girl. It turned out to be Princess Yaoguang, and he quickly bowed and saluted.
However, the princess didn't even bother to return the gift. When the Taoist priest said that Li Chongrun might not wake up, she cried "Wow".
But perhaps thinking that the old Taoist priest had just said that she wanted to rest, the princess just cried twice and then restrained her voice. She just kept sobbing, with a few clear tears flowing all over her face, looking very pitiful.
After a few words of comfort to the little princess, Wei Anshi took several senior officials from Yangzhou City in the main hall to check on the assassins who had been killed.
Several assassins had made a sneak attack but did not leave. They rushed towards the carriage and naturally caught up with Qi Hu who was guarding behind the carriage. After several battles, they were naturally defeated one after another. However, a few assassins were stubborn and all of them
committed suicide.
When Wei Anshi saw the corpses of several assassins parked in the woodshed, he was shocked by the miserable condition of those assassins.
"How many of these people committed suicide after failure?"
The appearance of several corpses is really miserable. Except for the two heads that have become waist-shaped, so that they can have slightly normal limbs, the hands and feet of the remaining people are bent into various unreasonable shapes. They have obviously been used by others.
Knocked it off hard.
"If I go back to Duke Wei, I will indeed commit suicide."
Yang San answered Wei Anshi with an upright face.
"This...since even Yang Zhuangshi said it was suicide, then it must be suicide."
Wei Anshi was a little helpless. Could it be that Yang San thought he was a fool?
It's just that he is a sufferer and a member of the royal family. Even if he is the local governor, he can't say much, so he can only admit it by pinching his nose.
Since Yang San refused to say anything, Wei Anshi could only get closer and take a look, trying to find some clues from the corpse to determine which force it belonged to.
Bing'er came and whispered a few words to Yang San, and Yang San also whispered a few words back, but his voice was very low. Although Wei Anshi tried his best to listen, he only heard the words "Japanese" and "Monk".
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Yang San bowed to Wei Anshi and Bing'er and then retreated out the door, leaving only Bing'er to deal with Wei Anshi.
"Miss Bing'er, did these assassins confess anything before they died?"
Wei Anshi was a little unwilling to give up, thinking that Yang San was just a piece of wood, and Miss Bing'er was His Majesty's after all, so she probably wouldn't have anything to hide from him.
"Going back to Mr. Wei, Bing'er was still on the boat from Lianghao back to Yuanzi when the assassination was carried out. By the time I came back with the girls in the mansion, these assassins were already dead."
"Doesn't that mean there are no clues left?"
When Wei Anshi saw that Bing'er had the same tone, he guessed what she was worried about, but he dared to reveal his identity next to Li Chongrun, but he didn't dare to do so in front of Bing'er, so he could only helplessly raise his hand and lead a group of officials
Went back to Fucheng.
The prince was assassinated, so the Lantern Festival would naturally be difficult to celebrate.
Not long after the governor returned home, a group of government officials and unscrupulous people aggressively sealed several Japanese merchant houses.
A few Japanese who had really committed crimes didn't know what happened. They thought they were really coming to arrest them, so they tried to arrest them with horizontal knives. However, before they had time to fight with the government officials and the bad guys, several bowstrings sounded.
He fell to the ground.
Lieutenant Niu Xiaowei was leading a few government soldiers who still looked very sloppy, holding bows and arrows in their hands, and followed the government officials from a distance to hold the battle formation.
Seeing such a battle, the remaining Japanese did not dare to make any more mistakes. Dozens of large and small Japanese wearing wooden clogs were chained up with hemp ropes as thick as a child's arm, and were escorted to the prison in disgrace.
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Not only the Japanese trading houses, but also the Tutu Temple where Huazi gathered, the wine shop where Guanhe Nantou Yazi gathered, and Goulan, where people from all walks of life hung around all year round, all suffered such treatment.
The small temple by the Guan River did not escape the search. Wei Anshi didn't know what Yang San told Binger, but in line with the idea that he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go, Wei Anshi heard that the Japanese and the monks
Words naturally have to express something.
The Japanese can just be captured directly, but the monk is not so easy to touch. The Buddhist sect has been operating here for a long time, and has long been intricately connected with various major forces.
Moreover, in addition to the gang of unscrupulous bad guys, there are countless people among the government officials and soldiers who believe in Buddhism. If they are asked to arrest the monk, they may not even have the courage to speak loudly in front of the monk.
However, under the pressure of several chief officials, several government officials carefully showed the governor's decree to the abbots of several temples in the city, then politely checked their certificates, and carefully handed over the governor's decree to the abbots of several temples in the city.
The monk was invited to the state capital as a guest.
Without the old monk, the bad guys and government soldiers inevitably became more aggressive, and turned the temples upside down like they ransacked their homes.
Not many of the remnants of the assassins were uncovered, but quite a few of the monks who were ordained privately, and the girls and boys hiding in the monastery were uncovered.
We even found privately built dungeons in several temples in the south of the city, presumably used to collect debts. Several of the poor people were tortured to the point of dying. When they were carried out by the government officials, they just thanked Master Qingtian for saving their lives.
Under Wei Anshi's harsh measures, which were comparable to those of later generations, although Yangzhou City was still far from the best place in Haiyanheqing, the public security was much better.
And Li Chongrun, who caused all this, was fishing on the Yangtze River at this time.