novelraw Chapter 662： Since then, there has been a general's palace but no Xiangjia.
Chapter 662： Since then, there has been a general's palace but no Xiangjia.
Chapter 662 From now on, there is a general’s palace but no Xiangjia
"Boss Gu?" Baixiang went out and saw Gu Shuo standing in the courtyard.
Mudan and others also walked out of the door after hearing the sound.
Gu Shuo stepped forward: "I was standing at the door just now and listened to my aunts saying that I want to go to the border with Marquis Xiang Ming?"
"yes."
“The general is so seriously injured that we can take good care of him on the journey together.”
You talk to each other a few times.
Gu Shuo waited for them to calm down and said, "Marquis Xiang Ming, wake up and won't go to the border."
“If you don’t want to go to the border, then where?”
“He has his own things to do, and there is no way he can take all the aunts with him.”
Mudan looked at Gu Shuo, her eyes flashing: "Boss Gu, don't speak out if you have something to say."
“Gu does have something to discuss with my aunts, could you please take a moment to speak.”
"good."
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The next day, the sun rises slowly.
The Ministry of Husbandry and the Yamen brought people to the General's Mansion. The officers and soldiers knocked on the door, but no one came to open the door.
“What’s going on?” Mr. Song was surprised.
“Hmph, someone’s going to break down the door.” Fang Rui, from the household department, snorted an order.
Although Mr. Song has no friendship with the General's Mansion, he has always respected Marquis Xiang Ming. When he heard this, he wanted to break down the door: "Sir Fang, General Xiang is seriously injured, and there are few people in the mansion. We will wait for a while."
"What kind of general? Xiang Minghou is worse than a beggar now." Fang Rui scorned: "Those officials whose homes were confiscated have closed their doors tightly. Mr. Song is really kind-hearted."
Master Song was dissatisfied: "Master Fang always leaves a thin line."
"Do you think there is a chance for Xiang Minghou to turn over? I'm afraid he may never see you again in this life." A hundred army sticks will be disabled even if they are lucky enough to survive.
"snort."
“If someone knocks on the door, remember that the General’s Mansion personnel are not allowed to take away anything in the mansion, not even a single plant or tree.”
As Fang Rui finished speaking, four soldiers rushed to force the door of the mansion open, and the officers and soldiers rushed in.
Fang Rui looked at Mr. Song coolly: "Sir, please invite me." Mr. Song rolled up his sleeves and did not want to fight with him, so he did not enter the mansion.
"Sir Song, I'm not welcome." Fang Rui stepped into the house.
“Sir, there is no one in the house.”
“How is that possible? Are they all hiding? Let’s search.”
After a while, soldiers poured into the front yard: "Sir, no."
Fang Rui was surprised: "Are all the money and valuable things in the mansion still there?"
“My lord, all the money and belongings in the house are still there, even the clothes in each room have not been touched.”
“Have you searched carefully, are you sure there is no one there?”
"No."
Fang Rui thought for a while and felt that it was very possible that Marquis Xiang Ming died before he could survive. The people in the mansion fled in a panic, and they were so anxious that they didn't even have time to take away their belongings.
“Search the mansion and remove the plaque of the General’s Mansion.”
"yes."
xiangjiangfu. From then on, there was a general's mansion but no Xiangjia.
Dean Chen, Gu Shuo, Qian Fanji, and Zhan Chi arranged their manpower overnight. As soon as the city gate opened in the morning, several carriages left the city of Kyoto.
When Emperor Beili learned about this, he was most concerned about the death of Marquis Xiang Ming.
Royal guards found out that Xiang Minghou had a high fever that night, old injuries had not healed, and new injuries were serious. Dean Chen was anxious to leave the city to seek medical treatment. There was a high probability that he would not survive.
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Two days later, Fengjiang City.
On the carriage, Xiang Minghou looked at the letter in his hand with an excited expression.
His daughter is not dead, not dead...
"There are still many mysteries about the matter, but I always firmly believe that what she wants to convey is for us to wait for her return." Dean Chen told him the whole story.
Hang Minghou held the letter: "I believe, I will wait, no matter how long I will wait."
(End of this chapter)