MTL - Full-level Medical Repair Returns To True and False Thousand Gold Texts-Chapter 355 resurrection

   "Chu Yi!"

  Chu You stared at Chu Yi in the hall with wide eyes and blurted out in shock.

   The wound on his right palm was bleeding profusely, and the severe pain caused his facial features to be almost distorted, and his expression was a little grim.

   Not only Chu You, but other people outside the hall were equally shocked when they saw Chu Yi beside the emperor.

   There were various exclamations, gasps and gasps around:

   "His Royal Highness!"

   "Didn't the eldest prince go to South Vietnam with the envoys of South Vietnam?"

"Why is he here?!"

  “…”

   Amid the uproar, Xiao Fengyuan, Wang Kangyin, Pei Wenrui and other officials surrounding King Kang looked extremely ugly, while the others were relieved.

  Because of Chu Yi's sudden appearance, the originally one-sided situation has changed dramatically in an instant, and the atmosphere has also undergone a subtle change.

  Li Yunchang only felt that the voices of the crowd were buzzing in his ears like mosquitoes.

  Chu Yi, really Chu Yi!

  Li Yunxiang stared straight at Chu Yi, his pupils contracted, he couldn't believe his eyes.

   Her breathing became rapid, and her mood was extremely disturbed: According to the private covenant between King Kang and Bailiyin, Bailiyin would let Dou Zixiang, the envoy of the State of Yue, restrain Chu Yi, and would never let him return to Beijing.

   There is a saying that people who are not my race will have different hearts.

  They have never really trusted Bailiyin, and they have long imagined the worst possibility, but even if Bailiyin breached the contract and did not assassinate Chu Yi, the Vietnamese should not let Chu Yi return to Beijing at this time.

  Chu You thought the same way, his eyes were red with blood.

  According to the biography of the flying pigeons sent from the inn in Yuzhou, Chu Yi and Dou Zixiang and his party had already traveled south to Yuzhou the day before yesterday.

  Chu Yi wants to rush back to the capital from Yuzhou, how can it be done in a day or two? !

   It shouldn't be like this! Chu You almost said this sentence, but he still gritted his teeth, his eyes gloomy again.

Just in case, he also secretly sent people to keep an eye on the movements of the three battalions of the Imperial Army, the upper twelve guards, and several guards around the capital. .

  But Chu Yi, who was supposed to be thousands of miles away, actually appeared here, and he also brought this strange army with a flintlock gun beside him!

   Where did this strange army come from? !

   It is impossible for the late emperor to leave these strange troops for Chu Qi. Chu Qi has only been on the throne for a year, and his every move is under the eyes of all the officials in the court. The only cronies he can use are Jin Yiwei and Luan Yiwei.

  Chu Qi will never be able to raise such a trusted secret guard within a year, unless...

  The muscles on Chu You's cheeks twitched violently, and he couldn't help but look at Feng Yang who was lying on the futon "in a coma", his eyelids twitched, and a certain possibility came to his mind.

   "She, could it be she..." Chu You murmured almost silently, just in time to see Gu Yanfei walking briskly to Feng Yang's side.

  Gu Yanfei squatted down and patted the back of Feng Yang's hand with one hand.

"Snapped!"

   The slap sound was very light, but at this moment, it was unusually harsh in Chu You's ears.

   "Tick, tick!"

  The blood from the wound on Chu You's right palm is still dripping down, drop by drop...

   Soon, Feng Yang, who was originally motionless and like a dead man, moved, the fingers of his right hand moved slightly, and moved again.

   "Your Highness!" The maid next to Feng Yang looked at Feng Yang and whispered, and the trembling in her voice could not be concealed.

   The others around also saw this scene, and their eyes widened.

   Could it be that Fengyang is not dead? !

   There was a strange silence inside and outside the hall.

   "She's not dead..." Chu You's eyes were almost pinned to the extreme, and blue veins appeared on his forehead.

Yes.

   This extraordinary army brought by Chu Yi must be the Shangyang Army guarded by Fengyang.

   It's Fengyang again, and Fengyang isn't dead yet!

   Twenty-one years ago, the late emperor was planted in Fengyang's hands; today, twenty-one years later, Chu Qi and Fengyang have joined forces to plot against him!

   This thought clearly emerged in Chu You's heart.

   At this moment, he felt cold all over his body, and the coldness penetrated into his bone marrow.

  Gu Yanfei didn't even look at Chu You, all her attention was on Feng Yang.

  The maid asked in a trembling voice, "Second Lady Gu, how is your Highness?"

   The face of the palace maid was as pale as paper, even slightly blue in the white.

   She had tried Fengyang's breath and pulse before, but there was no sound. Fengyang's skin was even more icy and cold, and he was clearly a dead person.

   But now, Feng Yang's body is hot again, and there is a faint breath.

   Gu Yanfei suddenly didn't hear it, and took out a small red bag from Fengyang's slightly hot chest.

   The amulet in this bag was given to Fengyang by Gu Yanfei on the day of the flounder feast. She also told Fengyang to always carry this amulet on his body.

  Gu Yanfei shook the bag gently, and a trace of ashes floated from the mouth of the bag, and the wind blew the ashes away.

  Fengyang's original life is indeed only today, but this amulet given by Gu Yanfei can protect Fengyang's soul and prolong her life for another day.

  Kang Kang knew Feng Yang's death date, and Gu Yanfei could also calculate it.

  Fengyang said that King Kang was waiting for her to die, so she might as well use her death to lure snakes out of their holes.

   Gu Yanfei knew that King Kang had taken the bait since the Ministry of Rites proposed today as the day to worship the emperor's mausoleum.

   "Help me take His Highness to the back." Gu Yanfei said softly.

  The maid was in a hurry to respond, and the two of them helped Fengyang, who was still awake, to go to the apse of Long'en Hall.

  Chu You stared at Feng Yang, at this moment, he really wanted to kill Feng Yang with his own hands.

   After the initial shock passed, Chu You's expression changed from horror to anger, and more of it was unwilling and dissatisfied.

   He hasn't lost yet!

  Chu You's eyes were like owls.

   Now that he has come this far, how can he be willing to give up, raise his right hand full of blood, put his index and middle fingers together, and make a forward gesture.

-superior!

   There was a suffocation around him, like a beast that was driven to a desperate situation and was going to fight to the death.

   The five-hundred tigers and soldiers in the rear who were waiting outside Longen Gate waved their long knives and spears, and approached the civil and military officials inside Longen Gate like a tide of murderous aura.

   They did not want to kill people, but took the civil and military officials present as hostages.

   As long as the knife is placed on the necks of these officials, King Kang will have a bargaining chip, and even the emperor will weigh the lives of these close officials.

   In the face of the surging Tiger Ben army, those female relatives and civil officials fled to both sides of the Long'en Hall one after another, and the female relatives were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

   Chu Yi in the hall was quite calm, and calmly spit out two words: "Do it."

   Even at this time, his expression and voice were still like spring breeze.

   "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  The deafening gunshots came one after another, falling like a torrential rain.

  The Shangyang Army soldiers in black armor and holding flintlock pistols pulled the trigger one by one, in an orderly manner. After the first row fired bullets, the soldiers in the back row immediately replaced and switched freely.

   This solemn imperial tomb turned into a brutal battlefield in an instant.

   Life and death on the battlefield are often in a short moment!

   With every shot, a tiger Ben army soldier fell down, or there were more blood holes between the eyebrows, neck or chest.

   Blood gushed out from the wounds of the dead, dyeing the ground red, blood flowing into rivers, and corpses everywhere.

   Not only the sound of gunshots in the vicinity, but also the sound of gunshots in the distance, an ominous and oppressive aura pervaded, and the whole place became a mess.

  Chu You's face was a little ugly again. It was obvious that the other Hu Ben army soldiers in the imperial mausoleum were also besieged by the Shangyang army.

  Chu Yi said lightly: "Emperor Taizu once said that a flintlock gun is faster than a knife from a distance of six feet."

   A plain sentence is full of deterrence.

   The corpses lying on the ground proved his words.

  The gunshots continued, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood and gunpowder.

  The expressions of the Hu Ben army officers who were present changed greatly.

  This new flintlock is far more lethal than the old flintlock and fires faster.

   In front of this terrifying weapon, the knives, spears, and arrows they possess are completely vulnerable, as dull and weak as a child.

   "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

   Those deafening gunshots seemed to never end.

   Gu Yanfei, who was in the apse at the moment, was completely unaffected by the sound of gunfire.

   She patted Fengyang's back lightly, mobilized the spiritual power in her body to force it into her palm, and sent a little into Fengyang's body.

   The palace maid looked at the two with bated breath.

   Gradually, Feng Yang's breath recovered a little, and although his breathing was weak, it began to become steady.

  Gu Yanfei took out another talisman, patted it on Fengyang's chest lightly, and began to instruct the maid to massage some acupoints on Fengyang's body.

  I don't know how long it took, Feng Yang's closed eyelids trembled slightly.

   "Your Highness, Your Highness!" Upon seeing this, the maid called out again excitedly.

   At this moment, the sound of gunfire outside finally began to drop, and only sporadic gunshots sounded intermittently.

  Fengyang slowly opened his eyes amid the excited call of the maid of honor. After blinking, his dazed eyes soon became clear.

   "Yan Fei," Feng Yang smiled, his lips were still pale, his breath was weak, and it was quite difficult to say in just a few words, "Don't feel sorry for me."

   "I have reached the end of my life, and I can still do my part for the great Jing Dynasty established by Taizu himself. Even if I die, I can rest my eyes." Feng Yang said with ease.

   Those eyes that were slightly dimmed because of the illness were so firm, they were a kind of wisdom and transparency to see through the troubles of the world.

  Gu Yanfei tightly held Fengyang's old and rough hand, and said softly, "I understand."

   Is there anything she doesn't understand? It's just that she understands...

   "His Royal Highness..." Two lines of tears flowed from the eyes of the maid, and the tears fell like rain.

   She knew that Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess was right, but she still felt sorry for Her Highness.

   Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess has paid so much for Dajing, but it is really injustice to have to die and never enter the reincarnation!

  Amid the woman's low sobbing sound, the emperor in a mian robe walked in quickly from the outside, and also heard what Fengyang just said, and looked at the weak Fengyang with a heavy expression.

   "Yanfei?" The emperor looked at Gu Yanfei with sad eyes.

  Gu Yanfei shook his head slightly.

  Even though he was mentally prepared, the emperor's heart sank, as if a mountain was pressing against his heart.

  The emperor closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression was much calmer.

   Obviously the overall situation has been decided, but there is no joy on the emperor's face, and he said solemnly: "Aunt Huang, all the culprits have been taken down, and I will return to Beijing to preside over the overall situation on the first day of the new year."

   Next, both the dead and the living will be convicted by the three divisions.

  Forcing the palace to rebel is a major sin that affects the nine clans.

  There are still noises coming from outside the hall from time to time. Chu Yi is gone, but some soldiers who remain have to clean the battlefield, count the casualties, resettle the frightened officials, female relatives, and so on.

  Fengyang nodded weakly at the emperor, and looked out the window with a faint gaze.

   In the blue sky, there is no cloud, and there is not the slightest haze.

  The golden sun hangs high in the sky, the sun is bright and dazzling, but the smile on Fengyang's face is even deeper.

very nice.

  Fengyang closed his eyes again, and the maid of the palace called out "His Royal Highness" again, Gu Yanfei put down the hand that was judging Fengyang's pulse, and said softly, "It's okay, Your Highness just fell asleep..."

   It will be an hour after the Shangyang Army and the standard-bearer guards outside have cleaned up the battlefield and settled the wounded.

   The people who were driving were all in shock.

   Having experienced the forced palace just now, the remaining officials would naturally not suggest that the emperor continue the ritual tomorrow. The convoy ended the ritual one day earlier and hurried back to Beijing.

   Along the way, non-stop.

  When the emperor's car returned to the capital, the sun was setting in the west, and the sky was full of colorful clouds, like a brocade.

  Everything in the capital has been settled.

  The deputy commander of Jinyiwei, Tang Wuji, personally went out of the city to Sanliting to welcome the emperor back to Beijing, and reported the situation in the capital in general:

   "Your Majesty, all the Tiger Ben army hiding in the capital was captured by Jin Wuwei."

   "All the prefectures surrounded by the Hu Ben army are safe and sound."

   "The female relatives of officials who were under house arrest in the Chunxi Palace have been released back to the various prefectures."

  “…”

   It only took half a day, and the situation in the capital was completely under control, because most of King Kang's troops were taken to the imperial tomb by him, and only less than a thousand troops were left in the capital, and the Empress Dowager Yuan was dispatched.

  Empress Dowager Yuan is just a woman in the deep palace. She doesn't know how to dispatch troops. In addition to being an empress dowager, she can suppress people. In fact, she is the most vulnerable and the easiest link to break.

   As a result, there was no major turmoil in the capital. Under the arrangements of Gu Yuan, Tang Wuji and others, the turmoil was resolved at the least cost.

   "The capital is here!"

   The people who were driving with them saw that the capital was not far ahead, and they almost cried with joy.

   At this time, there was a lot of people near the West City Gate, just like when the emperor left the capital yesterday.

  Because the sound of the death knell in the palace spread throughout the capital, everyone in the capital was paying attention to this matter. Later, the people knew that the emperor was fine, but King Kang rebelled and revolted. Immediately relieved, they gathered here spontaneously.

   "Long live the emperor! Long live!"

   "May my great scenery last forever, and the rivers and mountains will last forever!"

   The people who gathered at the gate of the city to welcome the return of the holy chariot all knelt down and shouted in unison, again and again.

   Their shouts were as loud as the ocean waves, each wave was higher than the other, and wave after wave spread around, and even other people in the distance heard it and also shouted.

   This resounding shout seemed to spread throughout the capital, swept away the previous haze.

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