One hundred and fifty-eight The time of thy death has come

Before leaving, the envoy turned back to Zhao Gou and said: "Prince, this is the last chance given to you by the imperial court, what the prince means is to isolate himself from the imperial court, and the prince is ready to bear all the consequences." ”

As he spoke, the envoy was leaving.

Zhao Gou didn't bother to pay attention to him, watching the envoys leave one after another, and all the generals here stood in place in surprise, and no one spoke for a long time.

You must know that now Zhao Gou is holding the position of marshal of the imperial court, and a large part of the expenditure of the Song army and Yulu is the appropriation of the imperial court, and if the imperial court breaks off this part of the budget, all the expenditures must be prepared by themselves.

Zhao Gou would not be unaware of this, but he still contradicted the court like this, which was obviously a bit reckless.

Only Yue Fei saw through everything, and he found that Zhao Gou's face was wrong, he must be sick.

"Is the prince sick?"

Zhao Gou said: "General Yue, you are right, I am seriously ill today, but don't worry, I will get better soon." Even if the imperial court cuts off our salary, this king relies on coal and iron mines, and will open gold mines in the future, which is nothing. ”

Yue Fei said: "This is not the most important point, what I am most concerned about is your condition, it looks very serious, the army has hired a few doctors who accompany the army, all of them are from the south, and people with profound medical skills will definitely be able to cure the disease for the prince." ”

As he spoke, Yue Fei sent someone to call a military doctor.

After the military doctor diagnosed Zhao Gou, his face was suddenly solemn, and he sighed and shook his head.

At this time, there were only Han Shizhong, Yue Fei, Empress Meng and others around Zhao Gou, and when they saw the appearance of the military doctor, they instantly became alert.

Empress Meng asked, "Is the prince really very sick?" ”

Han Shizhong shouted: "I order you, at all costs, cure the prince's illness!" ”

Yue Fei said: "Don't make a noise first, listen to what he says." ”

The doctor briefly organized his language and said slowly: "The prince's illness is really strange, his pulse is disordered, and his breath is very weak. The prince is young, but he is already in his eighties, which is something that the old man has never seen. ”

Eighty-something?

Hearing this, Empress Meng's eyes were hollow and dumbfounded, and she couldn't believe what she heard in her ears.

But the old doctor looks like a man of the way, and he will not lie about this matter.

Moreover, Zhao Gou's performance was really surprising, originally she Empress Meng thought that she would get better as soon as the morning dawned, but she didn't expect this result to come.

Han Shizhong grabbed the old doctor's collar and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, the prince has always been in good health, how could he suddenly have such a disease?" ”

The old doctor hurriedly explained: "Don't be angry, the old man just has something to say, the prince's illness is actually extremely dangerous, if it is put on ordinary people, I am afraid that he is already a dead man." ”

Yue Fei pulled Han Shizhong's hand away and asked the old doctor, "In your opinion, how can the prince's illness be cured?" ”

The old doctor said: "The prince's illness is already the fate of the priest. ”

Where does the order belong?

The weight of this sentence is too heavy, and when Queen Meng heard this, her eyes were full of tears.

Han Shizhong was furious: "What bullshit? Speak up! ”

It turned out that Han Shizhong didn't understand what it meant to belong.

The old doctor said in a low voice: "The fate of the priest belongs to it, that is, it is left to fate, and mortal medical skills are no longer powerless. ”

Hearing this, Han Shizhong held his head, gritted his teeth, and turned towards the wall fiercely, panting heavily, his face solemn.

Yue Fei asked: "Maybe some immortal medicine can treat the symptoms, I suggest that you military doctors discuss it together and come up with a few more plans." ”

Zhao Gou heard their conversation and said inside the curtain: "You don't have to worry about me, I know my own affairs, and everything is under control." ”

Han Shizhong shouted: "Lord Wang, what are you still doing at this time? There is a cure for the sick. If you fall, we'll all wander the rivers and lakes. ”

When he was at a stalemate, he suddenly heard a scout outside come in and say: "Lord Wang, last night it snowed heavily and crushed countless houses of the surrounding people, and now three or five hundred people have come together to ask the army to give them relief." ”

Han Shizhong said: "Drive them all out and find local officials to solve them, the army is busy with affairs and has no time to deal with them." ”

Zhao Gou said: "The people's cries still have to be satisfied. Let their heads come in, cook for them that have no food, and give thick clothes to wear when they have no clothes. I'm coming. ”

In the big tent of the Chinese army, the leader of the people, whose houses had been crushed by the heavy snow, came in and knelt on the ground.

Zhao Gou placed them all.

Everyone was about to leave, when suddenly one of the leaders said, "Huang San'er, don't you still have something to show the prince?" ”

At that time, the common man named Huang San came out and said: "Yesterday a gold ingot was found in the well at the entrance of the village, and the gold fell at the mouth of the well. At that time, I wanted to send it over, but I suspected that someone was playing a prank, so I didn't send it. ”

Zhao Gou smiled, and said in his heart that this is someone who wants to target Lao Tzu.

"Bring it up and I'll take a look."

Huang San took out the gold and the rolled up oil paper from his arms, sent them to the guards, and then passed them to Zhao Gou.

Zhao Gou took the gold directly, threw it to the people, and said to them, "You deserve the gold." ”

So when I opened the oil roll paper, I saw a line of words: "Zhao Gou, your death date has arrived." Strange fragrance as proof. ”

After Zhao Gou finished reading it, he showed it to Yue Fei, Han Shizhong and others.

After everyone saw it, their faces were wonderful, and they looked at each other.

The people were sent away, and the people began to talk about it.

Zhao Gou asked, "None of you have smelled a strange fragrance?" ”

Everyone shook their heads, obviously, Qixiang was here for Zhao Gou alone.

Han Shizhong said: "This is an obvious threat to the prince, I will lead the troops out, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will find this person and hand it over to the prince." ”

Zhao Gou said: "No need, since this person has the ability to coerce this king, he must be a master who is not born in the world, and this person must know all my details." It will definitely not work to take the initiative to find him, and he will naturally appear on his own when the time comes. ”

Yue Fei's face was a little relieved and said, "It seems that the prince is really not sick, but being targeted." Although the military doctor's alleged illness is true, he does not see through the crux of the disease. ”

Zhao Gou laughed and said, "What you said is right, this person is obviously coming for me alone." And, I did smell the smell. ”

"Huh? Lord, have you already smelled that strange fragrance? Han Shizhong was shocked. So the person has already appeared nearby? ”

Zhao Gou said: "A person with this strength naturally has a plan to deal with me in a comprehensive way, and now this person is there, what he is planning, and how he did it, it is still a mystery, but I hope you will block the news and don't spread it, so as not to affect the morale of the army." ”

Yue Fei said: "Lord Wang, you can wait with ease. The ancients said that where poisonous snakes are infested, there must be an antidote within five steps; The poison of nature, within seven steps, there must be an antidote; The poison of plants, within a hundred steps, there must be an antidote. Even if this person intends to target the prince, he will not be able to escape the avenue of heavenly creation. This strange fragrance will be the clue to find a way to solve it. ”

Zhao Gou said: "General Yue is right, I think so too. You just have to do the work step by step, don't get involved, and it has to be on my own. ”

After finishing speaking, the strange fragrance suddenly became more intense, Zhao Gou had a splitting headache, and he couldn't help it, and suddenly he was uncontrollable, and he rolled on the ground.

This king has kicked the iron plate, I knew it was so dangerous, why did I cross over!

But did you just give up? Is the emperor's dream destined to not come true?