Han: The witchcraft disaster begins, I fight against Emperor Wu of Han

Chapter 48 Emperor Jing’s grandson…died?

As soon as these words were spoken, Liu Che immediately looked towards Huo Guang.

"Your Majesty, there was indeed news from Qimen Camp, but it said that Emperor Jing's grandson would not allow anyone to enter."

Seeing that Wang Bi had already said this, Huo Guang immediately said, "But whether it is a witchcraft curse or not, we need to further investigate."

Liu Che frowned, "What are you waiting for? Come with me to take a look."

As he said this, he headed towards Qimen Camp first.

Behind him, Li Guangli looked at Liu Quti in surprise. He still remembered what the other party said last night. Although it was confusing, he could clearly understand the difference between "true" and "false" witchcraft.

Liu Quti seemed to sense the other person's gaze. He looked back, the surprise in his eyes subsided, and then he shook his head silently, indicating not to say anything more.

All the way to Qimen Camp.

Liu Che took a look and found that most of the Qimen soldiers were looking in a certain direction, and some were whispering to each other.

Until Wang Bi sang in response: Your Majesty is here!
Everyone turned around and knelt on one knee to welcome him.

"What are you doing? Which tent is the grandson of Emperor Jing being held captive?" Liu Che didn't want to wait any longer. "Where is Qimen Pushe?"

Qimen Pushe was an official in charge of the Qimen Army and a subordinate of Guanglu Xun, one of the Nine Ministers.

"I am here, Your Majesty. Grandson Jing is here."

Soon, a man in his forties trotted out from the crowd, pointed at a tent, and led Liu Che to it...

"Your Majesty is really here. Could it be that the grandson of Emperor Jing is really cursed by witchcraft?"

"That's impossible. The grandson of Emperor Jing came out last night."

"I heard that Tan He was struck by lightning and turned into ashes. I'm afraid he cursed his life before he died. Even the grandson of the Emperor Jing couldn't bear it."

Whispers were heard all around, and Liu Che felt very annoyed.

But because of this, he had a pretty good understanding of the whole story when he arrived at Liu Jing's tent.

Lu Jie and Yan Sheng, who were guarding Liu Jing's tent, immediately knelt down and saluted.

"His Majesty……"

"Open!"

……

now.

When Liu Jing, who was in a state of suspended animation, heard the sound, the tent door had been opened and Liu Che and others walked in one after another.

"Grandson Jing!"

"Grandson Jing!"

Several urgent voices rang out in succession. Because too many people came in, Liu Jing couldn't even hear who was calling his name.

"Your Majesty! This... this... Emperor Jing's grandson will not really be cursed to the point of dying..."

As soon as he entered the door, before Liu Che could take a closer look, the sound of funeral singing began to appear.

Liu Jing cursed in his heart. He had been thinking about it all night yesterday.

As a close minister, Tan He could cooperate with the emperor and command the soldiers in the Qimen Camp, so he must be someone close to the emperor.

Did you think that Jiang Chong and four others used "witchcraft" to frame the Prince's Palace?

He also "repaid kindness with kindness" by giving these close ministers a big blow, turning witchcraft into poison.

Besides, he had explained several things to Lu Jie last night.

Then he took off his clothes. Before they came, he wiped himself with cold water several times. Now his face was pale and his body was cold. He held his breath...

That’s not all. He also used up his luck points and used a lucky coin once - a state of suspended animation.

Now I can't even feel my own pulse.

At this level, he didn't believe that the doctors of this era, who only talked about witchcraft and evil spirits, could discover that he was faking his death.

……

Sure enough, as soon as he came in, Liu Che wanted to get closer to take a look.

However, Wang Bi beside him quickly said:
"Your Majesty, please don't come near. If this is really a witchcraft curse, it might spread to others."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jin Midi, Li Guangli and others who were about to approach suddenly retreated.

Liu Jing was also delighted. No one dared to approach him when he got the witchcraft?

Thinking about the fact that he still treated people by dancing and bleeding, he felt relaxed. This way, no one would find out.

Liu Che also reacted, stopped and stood at the door.

"Are you sure it's a witchcraft curse?"

After Wang Bi's reminder, no one dared to go and investigate, so naturally no one answered.

On the contrary, Jin Midi had a determined look and was about to take action.

But Wang Bi took the lead and said, "Your Majesty, I will go to see the grandson of Emperor Jing. I am a dirty person to begin with, and it is not worth it for your Majesty's subjects to take risks."

Upon hearing this, Liu Che looked at Wang Bi deeply with emotion in his eyes.

True feelings are revealed in times of crisis, and this slave really cares about him.

Wang Bi knew that he had performed well in front of Liu Che. He scanned the entire tent and paused on the low table where there was still unfinished dinner.

He pretended not to see it, walked cautiously to Liu Jing, put his finger on his nose, and sensed it for a while.

Gradually, his expression became one of fear, but within his eyes there was a surprise hidden that outsiders could not see.

“Your Majesty! Your Majesty! My breath is fading. Grandson Jing… Grandson Jing… Woo woo…”

Sudden.

He turned around abruptly, his face filled with great fear and sadness, and he retreated uncontrollably as if he had been shocked.

Bang!

He sat on the ground as if he was frightened. The table was overturned and last night's food was also spilled on the ground, but no one paid attention to this scene.

They just stared at Wang Bi.

The latter was now lying on the ground, turned over and knelt down in the direction of Liu Che.

"Your Majesty! I... I can't detect the breath of Emperor Jing's grandson. I'm afraid... I'm afraid..." As she spoke, her voice choked with sobs.

Only the last sentence, roared out hoarsely, seemed to shake the entire camp!

"Your Majesty, my condolences!"

"Grandson Jing... has passed away!"

After all, they are the blood of the royal family. As a servant, Wang Bi naturally knows that even though His Majesty is the emperor, he will definitely feel a little sad about these things.

Of course, he has many children, so the sadness is only temporary. At most, he will be sad for a while because of the special status of Emperor Jing's grandson. But it is hard to say. Just because of his boldness in the past few days, His Majesty may be happy in his heart.

But one still has to put in some effort to save face.

And this moment.

Wang Bi's answer completely surprised everyone, and some were even shocked!
Witchcraft can really harm people!

Huo Guang and Jin Midi were shocked.

Liu Quti and Li Guangli were somewhat excited.

After everyone else, Gongsun Qing's eyes were dull, and he kept shouting "Impossible! Impossible!"

Even Liu Che himself didn't believe it at first.

"Nonsense! Send a few more people to investigate!"

Not long after he finished speaking, several soldiers came in from outside, who seemed to be military doctors.

They all came forward and looked at it with fear.

However, as Liu Jing expected, some doctors of this era cannot even take a pulse.

Kneel on the ground immediately.

"Your Majesty...Grandson Jing has passed away!"

Hear the words.

Liu Che stepped back, even though he couldn't believe it, he was a little confused at this moment.

In the past few days, the impact that this imperial grandson has brought to him has been greater than that of all his descendants and ministers in the past decades.

He was the first one who dared to point at his nose and call him stupid, and even used the will of heaven to write a so-called "Petition to Return a Vow" to himself.

What is this about paying a vow to heaven? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is the fault that Emperor Jing's grandson has pointed out to him!
This is a heinous act!
But, he offered auspicious signs and prayed for rain successfully, and even summoned thunder from the sky to kill the Hu witch...

At this moment, even Liu Che himself didn't know what emotions he was feeling, he just felt very complicated.

The person who could bring blessings to the Han Dynasty just died like this?

But why, clearly yesterday, the sky struck with thunder and lightning, which pierced through the top of the head and turned Tan He into ashes.

And now...his own grandson, the one who summoned all this, has also been killed?

Witchcraft is real!
Witchcraft...why is it true?

"Your Majesty, my condolences!"

At this moment, Liu Quti was the first to shout.

"Your Majesty, please accept my condolences!" The ministers also responded...

Liu Che's eyes were empty, but he didn't say a word and just stood there.

"His Majesty!"

Just at this moment, a sad voice was heard outside the door.

Liu Che turned around in confusion. He was still unable to react, but he saw that one of the two guards who had just stood outside the door was holding a black dog.

"What are you doing?" Huo Guang raised his eyebrows and shouted coldly.

As the commander of the imperial carriages and the doctor of the Imperial Household, he nominally managed the Qimen Army when the Imperial Household Secretary was away. Seeing that he could not distinguish the occasion, he immediately reprimanded him.

"This is what Grandson Jing ordered last night." Lu Jie lowered his head and said, "Grandson Jing said that there is no witchcraft in the world. If someone says tomorrow that he died because of a witchcraft curse, take a black dog and put it in the tent. The black dog specializes in swallowing witchcraft."

"I have been guarding Emperor Jing's grandson day and night these past two days, but unexpectedly, he still..." Lu Jie's voice was sad.

"How dare you let the animals pollute the sleeping place of Emperor Jing's grandson?" Wang Bi was furious and at the same time felt terrified.

"But this is the order of Grandson Jing..."

"Get out! You still say there is no witchcraft, but Emperor Jing's grandson is being harmed by witchcraft here..." Wang Bi pointed with his finger and was about to say not to disturb His Majesty.

But at this moment, Liu Che waved his hand in a disinterested manner, "Forget it, he died of witchcraft even though he didn't say it. Since he's dead, let him be."

The words fell.

Lu Jie quickly lowered his head and placed the chicken inside the tent.

Wang Bi looked horrified and was about to get up, his legs and arms flapping as if he was trying to cover something.

However, as soon as the black dog got off the ground, it started walking around "barking woof woof", as if it had an empty stomach. It just sniffed and pounced straight towards Wang Bi.

“Damn it!” Wang Bi stretched out his hand to grab him.

It's already too late.

The black dog moved very fast, as if it had not eaten for a long time, and it gobbled the food on the ground.

Wang Bi was horrified and was about to ask His Majesty and others to leave quickly.

But Liu Che remained indifferent. He seemed to be still feeling sad. Since he was blessed by God, why was he so easily harmed by witchcraft?
"Wang Wang..."

Suddenly, there were rapid barking of dogs behind me.

Liu Che and others subconsciously turned their heads to look, only to see that the black dog was eating faster and faster, but suddenly its body stiffened.

He fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, howling miserably.

　One more chapter

　　Should I turn this animal into a chicken or a dog?

　　At first it was a chicken, I felt the chicken would add some show effect.

　　But if you think about it, the "雉" in "吕芷" means chicken.

　　It wasn’t very good in the Han Dynasty, so they were replaced by dogs.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)