The First Great Ancestor of the Five Dynasties

Chapter 497
When Fu Jinhuan and the others arrived at Feng's house, the entire Feng's residence was surrounded like an iron barrel.

Bi Zhenhai brought [-] soldiers and surrounded the single courtyard where Zhu Xiu was assassinated.

The guards of the Taishi Mansion, the Sixth Street patrol envoys who came after hearing the news, and the Kaifeng government officials blocked the street in front of the Taishi Mansion. All the surrounding streets were blocked, and other parties were involved in dealing with Feng Dao and Zhu Xiu. Good people sent people to express their condolences one after another.

Feng Dao personally greeted Fu Jinhuan and took her to the back courtyard.

On the way, Feng Dao whispered what happened.

"Alas~ The identity of the assassin has been initially identified. He should be a soldier sent by Liu Chong of the Northern Han Dynasty. It is related to the assassinations of some courtiers in recent times.
The assassin’s target should be me, but Zhu Xiu saved me from this disaster!
If it weren't for Zhu Xiu, I would definitely die this time!

At that time, Liu Chong spread the word to the world, calling me a traitor and traitor, and accusing me of killing Liu Yun in Songzhou. He hated me to the core! ~
The recent assassinations of courtiers have aroused my alarm, but I didn't expect that the assassin would sneak into the house and lie in wait! "

Feng Dao's old face was full of haggard. Although he was not injured in this assassination, he was still very frightened. If he walked past the gate of hell, even if he didn't die, he would have lost half his life.

Fu Jinhuan pursed his lips, said nothing, and walked faster and faster.

Feng Dao hurriedly said: "Chan'er has stopped Zhu Xiu's bleeding. Although Zhu Xiu's aura is weak now, there will be no fear of his life for a while."

Yang Qiaolian, who was closely following Fu Jinhuan, muttered: "The dignified Taishi Mansion actually let assassins sneak in, and there is no fear of ridicule if the news spreads."

Feng Dao was speechless and could only smile bitterly.

He has always acted cautiously and tried not to offend anyone. After so many changes of dynasties, he has always been safe and sound. This is the first time he has been attacked by assassins.

When Guo Wei ordered him to go to Songzhou to appease Liu Yun, he had a premonition that this matter would put him in danger. He refused at first, but Guo Wei used hard and soft tactics, so he had to comply.

Liu Yun's sudden death had nothing to do with him, but he was also in Songzhou at the time. In this case, Liu Chong must have hated him deeply and vowed to avenge his son's murder!
The assassins of the Northern Han Dynasty definitely had no chance to attack Guo Wei, so Feng Dao became the biggest scapegoat.

In the first two years, Feng Dao specially recruited a group of veterans of the Forbidden Army to strengthen his bodyguards. However, there was no movement in the past two years, so he gradually relaxed his vigilance.

Unexpectedly, Liu Chongyin endured it for three years in Guangshun before suddenly revolting.

Thinking about the scene at that time, Feng Daohou was terrified. If Zhu Xiu hadn't been present, how could his old bones have been able to deal with the vicious assassin.

When we rushed to the courtyard where the incident occurred, a servant was carrying a bucket to clean the blood stains on the ground. We could vaguely see the large blood stains remaining on the bluestone brick floor. Even the cracks in the bricks were pitch black, and a faint smell of blood lingered in the air.

Yang Qiaolian covered her mouth in shock: "Isn't this all Brother Xiu's blood?"

Fu Jinhuan's legs and feet were weak, his body was swaying slightly, and his teeth were chattering.

Yang Qiaolian knew she had made a mistake and hurriedly supported her: "It should be the one left behind by the Thousand Swordsman assassin. Don't worry, sister!"

Fu Jinhuan walked around the bloodstain silently, and walked quickly towards the main room.

A body was thrown on the snow-covered grass not far away, covered with a white cloth. It must be the assassin.

Bi Zhenhai stood guard outside the house with a knife on his shoulder, clasped his fists in salute and stepped aside.

The main room was temporarily transformed into a bedroom, covered by a screen, and Shi Xiangwen sat bored in the corner and dozed off.

Through the screen, the figure lying on the bed could be vaguely seen. Fu Jinhuan paused, took a deep breath, and then walked forward with gentle steps.

Her recently married husband was lying quietly on the bed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. There was no movement at all, and there was no sign of even breathing.

The pale and frightening face and bloodless lips showed how fragile the life of the person on the bed was at the moment.

Fu Jinhuan's tears couldn't stop falling, and his heart felt like a knife.

She originally thought she was prepared and strong enough to face her seriously injured husband, but seeing this scene, she still couldn't accept it.

A few hours ago, the couple were still intimate and infatuated, and the overcoat that was hanging aside and obviously soaked in blood was tied by himself.

Yang Qiaolian tightly covered her mouth to hold back her tears, turned around and walked aside to wipe her tears.

Feng Qingchan sat by the bed and took her pulse, her smooth forehead covered with beads of sweat.

She opened her eyes and looked at Fu Jinhuan, and said calmly: "The pulse is quite stable, Madam, please be relieved." Fu Jinhuan curtsied and said, "Whether the Marquis can pass this level depends entirely on my sister! Please do your best to save me, my sister." !”

Feng Qingchan hurriedly stood up and supported her: "Madam, there is no need to be polite! Mr. Zhu Hou was assassinated in the Feng family. It was the Feng family who did not take good care of him. It is my sister who is sorry for my madam! Madam, don't worry, my little sister will do her best to keep Mr. Zhu safe!"

Fu Jinhuan gently held her hand and said in a low voice: "I believe that my sister will see this look in her eyes, and her heart will be no less painful than mine. Although this stinky guy is a disciple of a hermit, he does not have the slightest bit of hermit demeanor. , he is thinking about this colorful world, and there are so many confidants, he is reluctant to let go! "

"Sister Fu" Feng Qingchan felt sad and her eyes were filled with tears.

Fu Jinhuan said softly: "When Mr. Hou recovers from his injury, I will persuade him to marry you as soon as possible. From now on, you and I will be real sisters! It is not easy for us women to marry the person we like in this life. If we don't cherish some fate, , if you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life!”

"I" Feng Qingchan didn't expect that Fu Jinhuan would expose her thoughts in person. She wanted to deny it, but she couldn't say the words.

She glanced at the person lying on the bed, with a little longing hidden in her eyes.

Fu Jinhuan smiled. As early as half a year ago, when the girls took turns to visit Wu Youdi at the Hou Mansion, she knew that the granddaughter of the imperial master was also her competitor. She was no less sentimental about Zhu Xiu than she was.

The turmoil between the three families competing for a son-in-law took several months to subside. She had long wanted to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Feng Qingchan.

I just didn't expect to meet under such circumstances.

Fu Jinhuan gently lifted the quilt, and Zhu Xiu's upper body was naked, with a white cloth tied diagonally from his chest to his back, and there was a strong smell of sore medicine.

Feng Qingchan said softly: "The chest was pierced by a sharp blade. Fortunately, there was no critical injury. I have sutured the wound with fine catgut and used my mentor's secret wound medicine to stop the bleeding and remove saprophytic muscle. I just bleed too much and fell into a coma."

Fu Jinhuan was silent for a while and sighed: "Master Hou, how much hope does he have of surviving? Please tell me the truth, sister!"

Feng Qingchan hesitated for a moment and whispered: "The trauma has been stabilized for the time being, but I can't do anything about the blood loss in the body. I can only resign myself to fate and see if he can survive it! If he can wake up within three days, there is hope of survival. "

Fu Jinhuan bit his lip tightly to resist the urge to cry. He gently rubbed his husband's forehead and murmured: "You said that there are still many things waiting for you to do in this world, but you can't just let go."

There was a commotion outside the house. Shi Lingyan and Zhou Xian stumbled in and were stunned when they saw Zhu Xiu on the hospital bed.

"Zhu Xiu!" Shi Lingyan cried and threw himself in front of the bed.

Zhou Xian's face turned pale. She had never seen Zhu Xiu so weak and weak, lying on the bed as if he might die at any time.

"Don't cry!" Fu Jinhuan shouted harshly. Shi Lingyan was so frightened that he forgot to cry and howled and stared at her blankly.

"Hou Ye is seriously injured, taking good care of him is the most important thing. What's the use of crying?" Fu Jinhuan softened his tone, showing the majesty of a doctor.

"From today on, we will take turns guarding the Marquis' side, changing every day. Everything will be subject to Madam Feng's arrangements!"

Fu Jinhuan pointed at Shi Lingyan and Zhou Xian, and then said to Feng Qingchan: "Can you send Mr. Hou back to the mansion to rest in peace?"

Feng Qingchan shook her head and said: "The injury is not stable yet, so it is not easy to leave."

Fu Jinhuan said: "Then let's stay in the Grand Master's Mansion for the time being. Today I will stay and take care of you. Lingyan and Mrs. Zhou should go back first and take good care of the old lady!"

Zhou Xian hesitated for a moment: "There are a lot of chores in the house, and I still need my wife to take care of me. It is better for me and Lingyan to serve the Marquis, so that my wife will not have to work hard."

Fu Jinhuan sat beside the bed, gently held Zhu Xiu's hand, and said calmly: "No big deal is as important as Mr. Hou's life! As a wife, I will take good care of my husband and the family. Hard work and fatigue are no longer important." What is it? Go back and replace me tomorrow."

Zhou Xian nodded silently, pulled Shi Lingyan to bow, and walked away with three steps.

Feng Qingchan looked at Fu Jinhuan who was guarding the bed, and suddenly understood why Zhu Xiu chose her to be his wife.

In addition to Fu's prestige and status, more, maybe it is because of Fu Jinhuan that she really has the demeanor of a big woman, and she is the best candidate for a wife.

If it were her, would she be able to stabilize her mind and take care of everything when such a major change occurs in her family?
Feng Qingchan finally understood that she was inferior to Fu Jinhuan.

Soon, Zhang Yongde and his wife came to visit, and other friends and officials who got the news also came.

To avoid disturbing the injured, Fu Jinhuan only allowed Zhang Yongde and other close friends into the house to visit, while she declined the rest.

(End of this chapter)