My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 95

"Ninth brother, open the door quickly."

Outside the door was Xiao Xuanzi's extremely anxious voice.

Yang Jiu hadn't got on the couch yet, so she walked over to open the door a few steps, and asked, "Xiao Xuanzi, what's the matter?"

"Hurry up, take the guy who sews the corpse and follow me." Xiao Xuanzi's voice was trembling, but it was his body that trembled more violently.

Especially his fair and tender face, looked blue and purple, as if he had been poisoned.

Yang Jiu took her sewing kit and followed Xiao Xuanzi into a carriage.

The coachman swung his whip and drove towards the palace.

Sitting in the carriage, Xiao Xuanzi's body was still shaking.

Yang Jiu had some guesses in his heart, and said in a low voice: "The emperor... has passed away?"

Xiao Xuanzi nodded.

Previously, Yang Jiu thought that the emperor had hope to survive the Lantern Festival, but now he died on the fourth day of the first lunar month.

When the emperor passed away, Empress Wu might want to chop off his head, but what did Xiao Xuanzi ask him to bring with him to sew the corpse?

Could it be that the emperor was assassinated?
The palace is heavily guarded, who would be stupid enough to assassinate a dying emperor?

Yang Jiu didn't make random guesses, and asked directly, "Whose corpse is sewn?"

"The emperor's." Xiao Xuanzi's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Yang Jiu was stunned: "The emperor was assassinated?"

"No..." Xiao Xuanzi was present when the emperor died.

Standing behind Wei Zhongxian, looking at the emperor who was tortured to death by the poison, he was terribly frightened.

After the poisoning occurs again, no medicine will work.

Seeing the emperor's pain, Empress Wu couldn't help wiping away tears.

Wei Zhongxian and Di Juyi also had tears in their eyes.

Li Xingjiang and Li Xinghe knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

"Kill me, kill me, kill me soon..." The emperor rolled from the dragon couch to the ground, grasping the shoulders of Empress Wu who came to support her with both hands, his growl was like a beast's roar.

Empress Wu cried and persuaded the emperor to calm down.

But the pain caused by the poisonous hair was definitely not something the emperor could bear.

The emperor strangled Empress Wu's neck and roared angrily, "Kill me, kill me..."

Empress Wu was pinched so hard that she couldn't call for help.

Seeing this, Li Xingjiang actually flashed a dagger from his sleeve, roaring and rushed towards the emperor.

But when he got close, Li Xingjiang didn't dare to kill him.

Empress Wu snatched the dagger smoothly, and slammed it into the emperor's stomach.

Blood gushed out, and the emperor lost his strength for a moment, and staggered back.

Compared with the pain of poisonous hair, suffering from this dagger is like pediatrics.

"Your majesty, my concubine..." Empress Wu coughed again and again, but she still couldn't catch her breath.

The emperor pulled out the dagger from his abdomen forcefully, stabbed it in hard again, then pulled it out again, and stabbed it in again...

Everyone present widened their eyes in disbelief.

When the fourth cut was made, the emperor's body trembled a few times, and he fell headfirst, losing his breath.

Seeing the emperor's blood-soaked abdomen, Empress Wu wished she hadn't given the emperor some poison earlier, so that the emperor's dragon body would not be damaged.

Things have come to this, the emperor's dragon body needs to be sewn.

Wei Zhongxian recommended Yang Jiu.

As an emperor, he ended up like this in the end.

One can imagine how difficult the situation of ordinary people is.

The key is that up to now, Dali Temple, Jinyiwei and Liufanmen have not been able to find out how the emperor was poisoned.

When he came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Yang Jiu knelt down and saluted.

The emperor's body has been cleaned and carried to the dragon bed.

On the exposed stomach, four shocking wounds were still oozing blood.

"Yang Jiu, Eunuch Wei strongly recommends you to sew the emperor's dragon body, please don't let me down." Empress Wu sat on the chair next to her, her black face was particularly creepy.

Yang Jiudao: "Go back to your mother, you need to sew the corpse..."

Empress Wu got up and left without saying a word.

The rest of the people followed and left the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

After going outside, Empress Wu glanced at the court ladies and eunuchs kneeling outside, waved her hands and said, "Not one will be left behind."

After Xiaoxuanzi went outside to deliver the order, the inner guards came in quickly, drew their swords and killed him.

In an instant, amidst the miserable wailing, all the court ladies and eunuchs fell into a pool of blood.

It is impossible for the guards guarding outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation to know what happened in the hall.

When they cleaned up the corpses of these court ladies and eunuchs, Yang Jiu had already lit incense and was about to sew up the corpses.

There are only four wounds, which are not troublesome to sew.

But before the needle was given, Yang Jiu was still quite excited, never dreaming that he would be able to sew the emperor's corpse in his life.

When he looked up, he saw the emperor standing beside him, with his hands behind his back, watching very seriously.

Yang Jiu pretended not to see the emperor and carefully sewed up the corpse.

The wound stitched with peach blossom stitches is very delicate.

After all the wounds were sutured, it looked like a picture of peach blossoms, as beautiful as spring.

"Book of Life and Death" slowly appeared, and began to record the emperor's life.

The emperor was born smart and studious, so he was favored very much.

When he was only six years old, he was established as the prince.

Many brothers wanted to pull him off his horse, but he was careful everywhere, every step of the way, and he never made mistakes in everything he did.

On the contrary, there are quite a few brothers who were assigned by their father because of plotting against him.

At 12 years old, Emperor Wei died, the crown prince ascended the throne, and the queen mother hung down the curtain.

The queen mother returned to the emperor in less than two years.

After the emperor came to power, he devoted himself to government affairs, reused reformist officials, and set off a series of reforms.

From then on, the treasury of the Wei Dynasty was full, the soldiers were strong and the horses were strong, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and all the countries in the four directions were subject to them.

When the emperor became an adult, he plunged into the beauties again, and his sons gave birth to one after another, and the government gradually fell into disrepair.

Within a few years, the officialdom of the Wei Dynasty became a mess.

Scholars and students, when they become officials, they don't think about making decisions for the people, but how to squeeze the oil and water from the people so that they can fill their own pockets.

Those remonstrances, except for the memorials of corrupt officials, could not be delivered to the emperor.

Many upright officials were planted and framed, and all their families were executed.

Slowly, no officials dared to speak up.

They all knew that if this continued, the Great Wei Empire would surely perish.

But at this moment, the appearance of a woman changed the emperor.

This woman is Empress Wu.

After meeting Empress Wu, the emperor never looked directly at other concubines, and his heart was tied to Empress Wu.

Empress Wu's thoughts seemed to be on the emperor, but she was actually staring at the government.

Empress Wu would do things that the emperor was too lazy to handle, and handled them extremely well.

Seeing that Empress Wu loved to review memorials so much, the emperor simply handed over all the memorials to Empress Wu.

Under the persuasion of Empress Wu, the emperor returned to the early dynasty.

But at this time, it is no longer possible to cure the chronic diseases of more than ten years.

After Empress Wu became pregnant, the emperor temporarily kept her away from government affairs, and once again took care of herself.

On the night when Empress Wu gave birth to the prince, the emperor danced and danced like a fool, and named the prince Xingjiang on the spot, making him the prince.

This made those princes who had been fighting in the battlefield very dissatisfied.

After the former prince drowned, they all tried their best to attract the emperor's attention, so that they could be established as princes in the future.

The cruelty of the battlefield prevented many princes from coming back alive.

When they lost to a young prince who fell to the ground, the surviving princes all understood that no matter how hard they tried in this life, they would never be able to win the favor of the emperor.

Li Xingjiang is chubby, he will laugh when he sees the emperor, and he is deeply loved by the emperor.

The emperor's favorite thing to do is to suck Li Xingjiang's hand.

However, Li Xingjiang's nanny smeared poison on Li Xingjiang's hands one morning.

When the emperor came to see Li Xingjiang, he naturally held Li Xingjiang's hand again, looking at the smiling Aizi, the emperor's heart was sweeter than honey.

In the days to come, there will be so many nurses.

Only a small amount of poison is applied each time, and if things go on like this, the emperor will be poisoned deeply.

But this poison is extremely strange, the symptoms shown by the emperor are not poisoning, but illness.

The imperial doctors have been trying to find a way, but they can only stabilize the condition, but cannot cure it.

Until the emperor was poisoned into the lungs, the gods couldn't save him, and he was stabbed to death with a dagger.

The poisoner was actually Li Xingjiang's nanny?
Yang Jiu pulled up the bed curtain, turned around and looked at the emperor who was still standing beside him.

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