auspicious time has come

Chapter 203 He Must Live

Even though this is not the general's wish, the situation at that time cannot be easily controlled.

Forced by the situation, what the army wants, must be reversed.

"That's it." Heng Yu's eyes became more and more determined: "The risk of saving him from Beijing is for rebellion. And if he dies unjustly, Lu Longjun will inevitably be rebellious. It is rebellious anyway, of course it is better to be alive." It's a good deal."

She knew that what he wanted was stability, and she had always stood with him unswervingly, with the same vision, and was willing to do her best for it——

But the premise of all this is that he must live well.

One cannot escape death, but a hero who saves the people from fire and water on the battlefield should never and must not just lose his life just like that.

She believed that if he and her situation were reversed today, he would make the same decision.

"What Painter Ji said is very reasonable." Yin Hai asked: "But, Painter Ji, has he ever thought that this may be a trap set by others to force against the general?"

"Even if it's a trap, jump in and save him." Heng Yu answered without hesitation.

She said: "If it is really a trap, the death of a Dingbeihou or the rebellion of a Dingbeihou is enough to cause an uproar, and there is no big difference between the person who set the trap. But for me, Deputy General Yu Yin, Doctor Yan, Aunt Xiao, and all the soldiers in the north, are like heaven and earth. Therefore, there is no choice, he must live."

Yin Hai and Yan Ming listened quietly.

"I know, such a big event, how can it not be my turn to arrange and decide."

"But he understands my temperament, he must have guessed that I will not stand idly by, and he must also have guessed how I will choose—" Hengyu said to this point, forced a smile: "So, let's take my decision as it is. His decision?"

After saying this, Yin Hai smiled, and his former ease returned to his face.

Then he said: "Since it is the general's decision, the subordinates must take orders."

Yan Ming was more direct, and said in a steady voice: "...It's the opposite!"

He wanted to say that a long time ago!

He never felt that there was anything in this imperial court worthy of the general's allegiance, not to mention that now it seemed that his life was at stake!

Now that they have Master Ji supporting them from the bottom up, that's it!

"This road is the worst plan." Heng Yu said.

Yan Ming looked at her with a slightly condensed expression: "Is there another way to go?"

"Two days later, there will be a joint trial by the three divisions." Heng Yu did not directly answer Yan Ming's words, but first said: "Dasheng Law Firm stipulates that the joint trial of the three divisions will be set in the hall of the Ministry of Punishment. If they convict Lord Hou on that day After that, people will definitely be transferred to the Dali Temple Heaven Prison for detention. This is the place where serious offenders are detained. Layers of guards are guarding them. Come out, I am afraid that the remaining energy and chances of going out of the city will be exhausted."

"So..." Yin Hai calmly said: "If you want to save someone, the best time is on the way to Dali Temple from the Ministry of Punishment—"

"Is two days enough to arrange this matter properly?" Heng Yu asked.

"Enough!" Yan Ming said, "It's not that we are completely unprepared for this... Plus, with Lan Qing around, he is familiar with the defense habits of the capital, and he is also secretly watching everywhere after entering the capital. Two days is enough time."

Hengyu nodded.

Yin Hai looked at her: "Apart from that, does Painter Ji have any other plans?"

This is exactly what Heng Yu said before he could answer Yan Ming in the future: "There are still two days left, I want to try again, whether I can find a last-minute turning point in this case—"

"The turning point that Painter Ji refers to is..."

"Hedong Princess."

The so-called three-court trial, although the final decision-making power cannot escape the word "sacred heart", but the reason why the case was pointed at Xiao Mu at the beginning was because of the "identification" of Princess Hedong.

Now that there are no other useful clues to prove Xiao Mu's innocence, we can only try from the source of the case...

If it is a fluke, the case may have a turning point.

If not...

Then there will be only blood.

……

"Okay, then I will listen to Ah Heng."

In the Marquis of Dingbei, Mrs. Xiao felt a little more at ease after listening to Yan Ming's detailed explanation.

"Painter Yiji's intention is to prepare for the worst." Yan Ming lowered his voice and said, "...If we act in two days, Madam also needs to make preparations to leave the manor and leave the capital early and secretly."

"I understand." Mrs. Xiao nodded, and clenched her sleeves tightly: "Time is running out, you guys make arrangements quickly...Be careful, don't be noticed by others!"

"Yes."

Mrs. Xiao told him some details that she could think of, and finally said: "... If the people in the imperial court keep an eye on it, don't be in a hurry to send me out first. As long as they see that I am still in the Marquis Mansion Among them, there will be no doubts for the time being, and it is only a moment if you can delay for a moment, and the most important thing is to rescue Jing smoothly."

Yan Ming looked at her hesitantly: "But madam..."

"At present, the overall situation is the top priority. Don't lose the big because of small things." Mrs. Xiao urged: "Go, make arrangements for everything as soon as possible, so that you can be more comprehensive."

"Yes..." Yan Ming finally complied, saluted and left.

"What are you still doing in a daze, and prepare everything you need." Mrs. Xiao said to her confidant mother beside her, "Tomorrow I will let them send you out first."

"Ma'am, what do you mean by this?" Nanny's complexion changed: "If you don't leave tomorrow, where is this old slave going alone?"

"It's enough for me to stay here and let them stare at me. No one around you will notice whether you are an old lady." Mrs. Xiao walked to the dressing table and gestured: "Take all the valuable things with you. , take what you like, and you can’t tell what it will be like in the future, if... something goes wrong, you can find a clean place to retire."

"Madam, what are you talking about!" Nanny's eyes were red with anxiety: "If you don't leave, this old slave will definitely not leave either!"

"Aren't you stupid?" Madam Xiao gave her a funny look, then raised her hand to pick up a white jade bracelet: "I can't give this to you, it's an annual gift from Ah Heng when I was in Yingzhou."

She put it on her wrist preciously, and sighed softly: "If the only regret is that I haven't been able to see Ah Heng yet..."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Mammy interrupted her, "I don't want to talk about such things now!"

After her reminder, Mrs. Xiao immediately covered her mouth: "That's right! Look at my mouth!"

She hurriedly clasped her hands together and bowed reverently to the top: "Gods and Buddhas all over the sky, believers are just talking nonsense, crazy words, crazy words..."

After worshiping, I still felt that it was not enough, so I hurried to the small Buddhist hall to burn incense to make up for it.

……

That night, Yan Ming discussed various matters with Yin Hai and Wang Jingyong, and they didn't rest all night.

The moon was setting, Yan Ming had just returned to his residence, but he was standing in front of the window looking at the courtyard lost in thought.

Everything that should be arranged has been arranged, and the next thing is to wait.

Ruoji painter's way to the Princess of Hedong is blocked, and what awaits them tomorrow is a life-and-death struggle.

He is not afraid of death, and he has broken through the gates of hell several times over the years, but right now...he still has one very important thing to do.

While Yan Ming was struggling silently, a touch of white snow suddenly broke into his sight.

A pigeon landed on the windowsill in front of him.

This is the carrier pigeon he gave her before!

Yan Ming immediately took off the note tied to the carrier pigeon's leg, opened it hastily, and his expression changed drastically.

He gripped the note tightly and strode out of the room.

Although he didn't have time to take care of too much at the moment, he still sent a message to Yin Hai.

Yan Ming secretly left Dingbeihou's mansion alone, and hurried to Jiang's house.

He knocked on the back door of Jiang's house without any hesitation.

Soon someone opened the door, and it turned out to be the female envoy next to Jiang Xuexi.

"How is she?" Yan Ming asked anxiously.

Something happened to her, the note said!
"Miss, she..." The maid said with a complicated expression: "Miss coughed up blood on the Zhuangzi three days ago, and couldn't eat anything... The master heard about this and hurriedly took the girl back to the mansion! The maid wanted to go earlier The one who sent you the letter, but...but the girl said, something happened to Dingbeihou's mansion now, so I can't add trouble to you..."

"I asked her how she is now!" Yan Ming was anxious.

"Yesterday I invited the medical officers from the palace to come and see them, and they all said...you just follow the servant girl to take a look and you'll know..."

Seeing that she was vague, Yan Ming could only quickly follow her to the mansion.

At this time, it was just dawn, and the female envoy led him to avoid the servants who cleaned in the morning, and came to a courtyard.

Yan Ming glanced at the courtyard.

"Miss is waiting for you... The maid has sent the servant away in advance." The maid said with lowered eyes.

Yan Ming didn't say much, he walked into the courtyard and came to the hall.

There was indeed someone waiting for him in the hall.

The man was wearing a Li-color robe and stood with his back to the hall door and his hands behind his back.

Looking at the back, Yan Ming silently clenched his fingers in his sleeves.

The maid bit her lower lip, retreated guiltily, and closed the hall door from the outside.

The sun had not yet risen, the door was closed, and the hall was slightly dark.

In the dim silence, Jiang Zhengfu turned around and looked at the young man standing in the hall.

"Yue Yan—" said the cold voice, "I still remember you, you are still alive."

"Thanks to Master Jiang's love, I still remember Yue Yan." Yan Ming's eyes were cold.

"The person my daughter misses, I naturally remember clearly." Jiang Zhengfu's voice was indistinguishable: "It's just that I never thought that you would transform into a military doctor under the command of the Marquis of Dingbei—"

Yan Ming said in a sarcastic tone, "A dog that loses its family still has to make a living."

"You have been in the Northland all these years." Jiang Zhengfu looked at him firmly, and asked slowly: "As far as I know, you fled the capital back then to distract his pursuers. ...is he still alive?"

Yan Ming sneered when he heard the words: "As we all know, it was Mr. Jiang who was in charge of 'pursuing and suppressing the remnants of the Shi family' back then, and he was killed by the chasing soldiers sent by Mr. Jiang—Mr. Don’t you think this question is redundant?”

Jiang Zhengfu clenched his hands behind his back, with scrutiny in his eyes: "When that corpse was found back then, it was already hard to describe."

(End of this chapter)