The next day, Murong Fu came to Ruyang Prince's Mansion early in the morning with A'Zhu's letter, but he could not find Zhao Min. He thought she was hiding out of anger again, but he went to find Prince Ru Yang, who was not there either.
It was learned that the father and daughter entered the palace early in the morning.
"It seems that Temujin probably got the news and went to the palace to discuss with the two of them." Murong Fu secretly guessed that he was going to see Temujin, so he immediately rushed to the imperial city.
A'Zhu's letter contained a lot of content. The summary is that A'Zhu and Wu Wei tried every means to delay time and waited for the reinforcements from all walks of life to come back, until finally the Allied Forces of the Dayuan and Jin Kingdoms surrounded the city and annihilated an army of 300,000 people. Of course, in the middle
Xiangyang City also encountered several crises, but they were all resolved by Wu Wei's clever calculations and strategizing.
It sounds simple, but in fact this battle is not any easier than last time. There are two main reasons. One is that Xiangyang City has just changed hands, and there have been huge changes in personnel in all aspects. This is not a big problem in normal times, but
No one expected that a plague would suddenly break out in the city, followed by a sneak attack by the army, so that Xiangyang City was once paralyzed and almost surrendered.
The second is the problem of plague. In this era, plague represents destruction and death. Not to mention how terrifying the poisonous people created by Ouyang Feng are. Just hearing the word "plague" is enough to mess up the morale of the people and the military.
, For a war, it goes without saying that the importance of people's morale and military morale is Wu Wei's well-organized planning, and her skill and courage, which stabilized the situation at the critical moment, otherwise she might not wait for others to attack.
Xiangyang City will probably disintegrate automatically.
Even now, the plague problem in Xiangyang City has not been solved. The conditions of those who were isolated are getting more and more serious. Although the spread of the plague in the city has been greatly reduced, it is still spreading. Murong Fu looked nonchalant on the surface, but his mood was different.
Feeling quite heavy, I secretly decided to rush back to Xiangyang City as soon as possible.
"What, Temujin is dead?" Murong Fu, who had just arrived in the imperial city, bumped into Zhao Min and heard extremely shocking news from her mouth.
Zhao Min looked sad, and looked at Murong Fu with a somewhat complicated look, "Yes, I heard that I received an urgent report last night and that he passed away suddenly not long after. The situation is unstable now, and the senior officials in the DPRK and the Central Government have unanimously decided not to announce the funeral secretly.
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"He's dead! He's dead like that!" Murong Fu was still shocked. The so-called urgent report was probably the battle report of Xiangyang City. Anyone who changed places would probably be greatly affected, but he still felt a little bit
I can't believe that a generation of talented people died like this. Thinking about the scene where the two of them were sitting on the throne a few days ago, holding hands and talking happily, I felt a bit melancholy in my heart.
But soon he thought of a question. If Temujin died like this, how would the bet between the two be calculated? Without Temujin, would the princes and nobles still recognize the bet?
Thinking further, Temujin had never seen any big storms, how could he be so fragile? So unable to withstand any setback?
Thinking of these, Murong Fu's face suddenly darkened, "I'll go take a look."
"Hey you..." Zhao Min was about to say that you can't get in, but soon he remembered Murong Fu's ghostly Qinggong that came and went without a trace, and knew that he couldn't stop him, so he had no choice but to give up.
Murong Fu's body flashed and he quickly arrived outside Temujin's golden tent. At this time, several ministers in the palace wearing splendid official robes were arguing fiercely, talking about "Crown Prince" and "Enthroned the Throne".
", "Tian Khan" and other words, you don't need to listen to know that these people must be arguing about the candidate for the next emperor.
Murong Fu bypassed the front hall and went straight to the back hall. He saw a man lying quietly on the dragon couch. He was short and thin, with pale and wrinkled skin. Two old eunuchs were painting the corpse with great piety.
makeup.
"What are you..." One of the old eunuchs noticed someone coming in and was about to scold him when his words suddenly stopped.
Murong Fu casually clicked on another eunuch and walked to the couch. He couldn't help but be slightly startled. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't have been able to tell that the corpse was Temujin. Compared with a few days ago, he was almost completely different from the other eunuch.
It was as if something had sucked away all the energy from his body. His body size had shrunk by one size, and he had aged by more than ten years.
The corpse in front of him no longer had any breath or warmth. Murong Fu stared at it for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh, "A generation of genius died like this."
It was a pity, but he was still thinking about the bet, and he had doubts about Temujin's death. After hesitating for a moment, he first carefully checked all the parts of the body to confirm that it was Temujin without a doubt, and that there were no new injuries on the body.
, and then found a silver needle, tested his blood, and finally concluded that it was a normal death, or at best, a sudden death.
"But it's too late to die. You've lost everything. What will happen to my bet!"
Murong Fu couldn't help but curse. Although he felt something was wrong in his heart, he couldn't find any evidence. Even if he found evidence that Temujin committed suicide just to default on his debt, so what? Everyone would die.
Without Temujin, no one else would admit that ridiculous bet.
"It seems that I have to speed up the pace. Although it is a little troublesome, it is much faster than the original plan." Murong Fu made a decision in his heart, took a deep look at Temujin, and popped out two energy solutions with his fingers.
After opening the acupuncture points of the two old eunuchs, their figures disappeared in a flash.
"Who was that person just now? Did I see a ghost..."
"Shh, what nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and get to work. If you miss something, both of you and I will lose our heads."
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Murong Fu returned to Ruyang Palace with mixed thoughts, and immediately ordered to recall all Blood Shadow Palace disciples in the city. An hour later, each Blood Shadow Palace disciple set off from Ruyang Palace, and then left Dadu, some went to Xiangyang City, and some
They went to Xixia and some to the Kingdom of Jin. Anyway, everyone looked like they were in a hurry.
After everything was arranged, Zhao Min came back. In fact, she couldn't do much if she stayed in the palace. When the princes and nobles discussed the candidates for succession, how could she have a role? Even King Ruyang, who was idle at home, was not qualified enough.
Only for the purpose of observing.
"You got your wish." Zhao Min said the first thing he said when he came back.
Murong Fu's face was surprisingly calm, "Are you referring to you, or are you referring to the profuse sweat?"
Zhao Min was startled and rolled his eyes at him, "Of course he is sweating profusely."
Murong Fu shook his head and said calmly, "There is nothing unsatisfactory. If I wanted to kill him, I could have done it a long time ago. On the contrary, when he died, I felt lonely. There are so few people in the world who can be my opponent. If I die, I will do it."