Princess Fuyao

Chapter 77 Doubt

The emperor had seen him for more than two years, and General Guo didn't have much to do here. He thought that Marshal He would return to the capital in only two months. Although he was in poor health, it would be fine to preside over such a thing. Unexpectedly, It's only been over a month, and He Minzhi has only ten days left to arrive in the capital, so such a big thing will happen.

The emperor didn't pay much attention to more than a dozen human lives, but the court was suddenly divided into two camps, between Xungui and Qinggui, a fierce confrontation began, and the daily quarrel was a mess, which gave him a headache.

Here, Hong Minghua made no clear progress, and the problems he found were even fewer than those provided by Fuyao.

Without scientific criminal investigation methods, he really has no way to identify what the dead man did before he was alive.How much difference can there be between archers running around in the desert, wind, frost, rain and snow, and coolies in the north?Aren't they all covered in mud and black, with weathered faces?

"Master Hong, have you ever noticed that the coolies' faces are all dusty, but these people are black and oily? Do you know why there are these differences?"

Hong Minghua looked at Fuyao and shook his head in confusion.

"Eating is different. Rich people, even skinny people, have oily faces. Poor people, even fatter ones, have disheveled faces."

Hong Minghua nodded.

Fuyao added: "Also, look at these people, although they are lean, their muscles are distributed reasonably and powerfully. Those coolies are nothing more than hard-working arms, thick arms, heavy shoulders, and hard shoulders. Unlike these people, So well-proportioned all over."

Hong Minghua murmured: "What do you mean, they are Lianjiazi?"

"Yeah, we wanted to catch a few people alive, but then the remaining two people committed suicide with arrows. Instead of stabbing themselves, they attacked each other. You can also see how strong their hands are, and It makes no difference what you shoot in."

He Minzhi's car drove to the capital and entered the palace to thank him. The emperor immediately asked him to replace Mao Guogong.

On the third day, Fuyao was recruited into the guards outside the gate of the palace to lead the yamen.The emperor raised their ranks to belong to this department. Marshal He is still the second rank, and the guards are in charge of the deputy governor of the yamen.

The Guard Command Yamen is a large courtyard with only two entrances. Many flowers and trees are planted in the middle of the outer courtyard. The honeysuckle has already withered, and the vines are wrapped around the frame with a unique shape. The lush branches and leaves are densely packed, presenting another unknown side of it. kind of beauty.Before approaching, the rich fragrance of flowers hits faintly first, and then Fuyao saw a few peonies with excellent appearance.One of them is pink, the flowers are as big as a small washbasin, the soft and moist petals are exquisitely carved, and the open ones are so unrestrained, all the people passing by can't help but take a few more glances here, it is worthy of being a virtuous king The office space, even the flowers are top-quality.Although the prince seldom works here, he doesn't know how big the inner courtyard is, it's only for the virtuous king.

Because Marshal He wanted to see him, King Xian stayed in the yamen especially today. This time, Fuyao was able to see him only after the old eunuch carefully taught him the etiquette.Following Marshal He, he saluted the virtuous king in the main room of the upper house. From the beginning to the end, Fuyao had no chance to look up. He only saw a hem of clothes embroidered with exquisite wave patterns and a pair of big feet wearing powder-soled boots , King Xian's voice was very gentle. After calling out, he said a few words to Marshal He, all concerned about his health, and finally left.

Marshal He went to the west wing where he worked, and Fuyao just looked up and saw him, and was shocked all of a sudden.

"Hehe, you're Miss Ji?" Marshal He, lean and pale, half leaned on the grand teacher's chair, smiled and spoke in a weak voice before waking Fuyao up from his daze.

Wasn't Marshal He a general as famous as General Guo before?Why is it not like General Guo, who is arrogant, brave, powerful and wise, but has such a sick look?While Fuyao was paying homage, he was puzzled.

"Miss Ji is the first female general in our Dayong Dynasty. Sixth rank, is she higher than your father?" Marshal He was very kind, probably scared Fuyao out of fear of his sick man appearance.

"Marshal congrats." Fuyao couldn't express his feelings, Marshal He was like this, how could he lead them to deal with the complicated situation behind.

"Little General Ji!" Marshal He changed his title, and his tone became serious, "From today onwards, you will work here and assist me in fulfilling the great entrustment of the emperor."

"Yes!" Fuyao replied firmly.

"That's right, no wonder Cheng Bo praised you." Marshal He's tone softened again, he waved his hands and signaled Fuyao to sit down: "Come on, tell me about the things you do every day, are you on hand now, is there anything particularly important?"

It's time to report to work. Fuyao looked at a man who looked like a master sitting in the corner. Before she knew Marshal He, she instinctively trusted him, but now, Fuyao hesitated, especially the counselor next to him. , with flickering eyes, giving people an appearance of harboring evil intentions, which made Fuyao even more displeased.

"Let's all back down." Marshal He said, standing at the door, everyone dressed up as the school backed out, only the master was dawdling.

Fuyao pursed her lips and said nothing, Marshal He didn't urge him, and didn't let that person stay, so the master went out in the end.

There were soldiers walking around in the courtyard, and Fuyao was sure no one would eavesdrop, so she started to snipe and kill those killers, but she still concealed the fact that she sent people to keep a close eye on the Zhenbei Palace, saying that she sent people every day I found it by accident while inspecting the neighborhood.

Marshal He is not in good health, but his mind is sharp. Hearing Fuyao's words, he smiled knowingly, "Not bad."

Fuyao was swept away by his sharp gaze, and suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment, and secretly reminded himself that he should be very careful when talking to Marshal He in the future.

Marshal He didn't find out the falsehood in Fuyao's words, but instead made some clear excuses for her. Seeing that he was willing to forgive him, Fuyao was a little moved, so he also told him some things that he wanted to keep secret.From the beginning to the end, Marshal He never said a word about Fuyao, but praised her twice, one sentence was: "It's rare for you to have such courage." ,good."

Who doesn't want to be affirmed?Fuyao has lived through two lifetimes, but she only lived to be in her twenties, a few compliments made her heart ache, and she immediately became close to Marshal He.

A figure flashed at the door, Fuyao stopped the topic, Marshal He said "um", it was the master, he bowed in: "Marshal, it's time to rest."

Fuyao stood up quickly, she also felt that Marshal He was out of energy, he had already yawned several times, he looked like he couldn't control himself at all, even tears flowed down his face, Fuyao felt that this look seemed familiar, but he didn't think much about it.

Marshal He's room has a side room next to it. When the master helped the Marshal to enter, Fuyao actually saw a bit of resistance in Marshal He's eyes. Would you like to stop?General Guo is a workaholic, and Marshal He is probably the same. His body is so weak, is he tired?
Fuyao guessed and exited from the Marshal's room, turned around and went to the side room, just now Marshal He said that she will work here from now on.

The side room is not small, and there is a desk with drawers, a chair, a bookcase, and three stools.

"Hehe, I also have an office." Fuyao couldn't help smiling, and looked around the room again and again, considering whether to put a screen in the corner and put a small bed inside, and the brother-in-law retreated to the yard , Guo’s Villa is too far away, she intends to make this her home, the room just happens to be a bit narrow and long, and it looks square and nice when blocked, she was thinking about it, when she heard movement outside, Fuyao walked out the door, a guard dressed as a guard saw her and hurriedly clasped his fists Salute: "General Ji, dinner is ready, do you want to bring it to you?"

"Is Marshal He eating here too?"

"Yes."

"Then bring it here." Fuyao thought, Marshal He probably continued to discuss work with her after dinner.There was a trace of unbearable feeling in her heart, she felt that the Marshal was not in good health and should rest more.

At the beginning of Weishi, Marshal He called Fuyao to go over, his face was still flushed, and his eyes were also very dull. This time, when he pushed back everyone, the master didn't go out again.

"This is Master Fang." Following Marshal He's introduction, Fuyao and Master Fang greeted each other. This guy is short-sighted and doesn't have glasses, so he had to squint his eyes to look at him. The feeling of scrutiny and contempt made Fuyao very unhappy. .

Fuyao didn't want Master Fang to know the inside story of the hidden guard, so he intentionally cared about Marshal He's physical condition when he spoke next, but Marshal He was very cooperative, he didn't say a single crucial word, it was just some parents' short-sightedness.

"My body has been failing ever since I was hit by an arrow in the confrontation with the Tartars ten years ago."

"What's wrong? Didn't the marshal let the imperial doctor take a good look at it?"

"Look, the imperial doctor is also helpless. It is estimated that I will never be able to live without medicine for the rest of my life. If I take it, I will be energetic. If I don't take it, I won't be able to live for a day."

"Does it hurt?"

"No, I didn't take medicine before, and I couldn't stand the pain. Now I have to take medicine even if it doesn't hurt. I don't feel energetic if I don't take medicine."

"Oh, this medicine could be a drug!" Fuyao said casually, startling himself.

"What is * *? You know what I eat?" Marshal He was unexpectedly excited, subconsciously grasping the teacup on the table with both hands.

"Ahem, ahem, the pills that the Marshal took were specially given by the emperor as an overseas tribute, who is she, how could she know?" Master Fang interjected.

"A tribute?" Fuyao was even more strange.

(End of this chapter)