Chapter 275: Falling into the trap

Wang became more and more uneasy in her husband's arms, but she was unable to express her words. After all, there was no credentials in her doubts. The two sat in the hall for a while. It was already early. Zhu Yanshou ordered the servants to prepare the wine, food and songwriter to prepare a banquet with Wang, so that she could not be suspicious.

After a while, the servant came up to report that all the wine and food were ready. Zhu Yanshou invited Wang to the table together, eating and drinking while watching singing and dancing. Zhu Yanshou said some small words, and Wang was so happy. Although Wang still had hidden worries in his heart, he had to suppress his worries in his heart when he saw her husband so considerate. After the two of them had drunk three times, a personal soldier suddenly reported that there was an envoy from outside the door. Mrs. Zhu in Huainan had an envoy coming. Zhu Yanshou was about to order the envoy to be taken to the study room, but saw the worry on Wang's face, and then he ordered the envoy to be brought here directly. After the personal soldiers retreated, Zhu Yanshou ordered the dancer servant to retreat, and said to Wang with a smile: "Don't worry, you will discuss with you no matter what. When the sister's envoy arrives later, if you have any worries, you can ask yourself."

Seeing her husband so considerately, Wang smiled and said blessedly: "Thank you, husband!"

After a while, the envoy came into the house and submitted a letter. It turned out that Zhu was afraid that his younger brother would be suspicious and had a rift with his husband. If Yang Xingmi's envoy arrived first, he was afraid that Zhu Yanshou would be suspicious and would not be beautiful in a conflict. So he led his family to take three horses and traveled day and night, and it was more than an hour earlier than the envoys in the Jiedushi.

Zhu Yanshou took the letter and just read a few lines, his face was full of eyebrows and he was about to jump up. After finally holding back his temperament, he handed the letter to Wang on the side and said, "Madam, I'm really ill. My sister is here to prepare a book and ask me to go back to Guangling quickly so that she and her nephew can protect her and not let Huainan fall into the hands of others."

Wang took the letter and looked carefully. Her face became gloomy. She was quite suspicious of this matter, but she couldn't find any problem in the letter, so she asked: "The letter said that the king was seriously ill and bedridden. Do you know the specific time of onset and the symptoms?"

The messenger was Zhu's family, who usually followed Zhu in the inner house. When Wang asked, he explained the time when Yang Xingmi was sick and what he had seen with his own eyes. Wang compared it for a while in his heart, but there was no problem at all, but there was still a voice in his heart shouting loudly: "There must be a problem. All this is too coincidental. If your husband goes to Guangling, he will probably not be able to come back." Just as he was about to persuade him, Zhu Yanshou said first: "Madam, don't be suspicious. This handwriting cannot be imitated. It is indeed written by my sister's own hands. My brother-in-law was seriously ill last year, and it is normal to delay the attack today. Could it be that you still suspect that my sister would lie to me?"

Wang said: "Of course I won't lie to us, but why did the King of Wu not send people from the military mansion to send people, but my sister sends people. Don't you think it's a bit strange, husband?"

The messenger replied, "The king also sent a messenger. However, when his wife asked him to leave, she told him to come quickly and make sure to be ahead of the messenger of the military government, so that he would make the king impatient. If he did not believe in the news and had a conflict, it would not be beautiful."

After hearing the messenger's words, Zhu Yanshou laughed and said, "Madam, this is indeed my sister's way. If someone deceives you, you will not think of this section, and you will have any doubts." Speaking of this, he turned his head to the messenger and said, "Thank you for your hard work, go down and eat and rest first, and then get a reward of twenty pieces of silk. If this matter is done, you should also go out and lead troops and take charge of the common affairs of a county."

The messenger was overjoyed and quickly knelt down and kowtowed to thank him. He then stepped down. Zhu Yanshou took a glass of wine and sipped it while saying to Wang: "Madam, don't worry. According to my opinion, at most, the messenger of the King of Wu will arrive in just one hour. Then the authenticity will be known."

Wang had nothing to say, but he was worried and irritable, as if a disaster was about to come, but he couldn't vent his vent. He brushed his sleeves with his back hand and swept all the cups on the table to the ground, which were broken all over the ground. Zhu Yanshou, who was beside him, was not angry when he saw it, but just smiled and asked his servants to change his wife to a new dish. After a cup of tea, the soldiers below came up to report that an envoy of the Wu Palace in Guangling arrived. Zhu Yanshou looked at his wife with a smile, but Wang turned his head and said nothing.

"Let him come up." Zhu Yanshou was in a good mood at this time, and added another glass of wine to the cup and drank it all. After a while, the envoy of Guangling came into the house and submitted a letter. Zhu Yanshou took it and read it, and said in a deep voice: "You go down first to eat and rest, and we will set off tomorrow."

Seeing that the situation was no longer reversed, Wang stood up and came to Zhu Yanshou, bowed and said, "Husband, if you want to go to Guangling, I can't stop you, but you must listen to me. You must bring half of the troops in Shouzhou. After all, you also need an army to suppress the situation in Guangling."

Zhu Yanshou was about to answer, and the envoy said anxiously: "Envoy Zhu, when I came, Secretary Gaozhang once told me that the situation was urgent. If it took time to mobilize soldiers, it would take time to change. Besides, let alone the news that the King of Wu was seriously ill, not to mention the generals of other foreign towns, even Guangling City knew about Guangling. If he led his troops there, he was afraid that the generals of other prefectures and counties would have discovered it as soon as he left Shouzhou."

"You are right, I have my own arrangements. You can go down first." Zhu Yanshou nodded. When the Guangling messenger stepped down, he came to his wife, pulled her up, hugged her in his arms and said angrily: "Why did you say such words in front of the messenger? How could you lead the army to Guangling? Isn't that rebellion? Could it be that you can't believe in your sister's news now?"

Wang shook his head: "I can't believe the news. Although I can't tell any problem, you don't think everything is too coincidental and smooth. The King of Wu did not like you at first. He was from a humble and had no ability, but he sent you as his wife and brother far away from the center. Why did he suddenly change his nature and ask you to go back to Guangling and entrust everything to you. Things are very reasonable and I am just afraid that you will have a lot of danger in this trip."

"Bao," Zhu Yanshou spat, "Why do you say such unlucky words? I don't know my brother-in-law. He has been a humble family and has worked hard for more than ten years to build such a big foundation. He wishes he could hold everything in his hands, and no one could give it to him. Now he suddenly felt that his body was no longer good, his son was not good, and there was no one around him who could trust him. When his sister blew the wind by his pillow, he had to look for me. He acted like this all his life, and could not get rid of the appearance of a private salt dealer back then, and he was so ugly that he was too nervous." Speaking of this, Zhu Yanshou laughed, with a bit of disdain in his words.

Wang was in her husband's arms, but his heart became colder and colder. Seeing that he could not convince Zhu Yanshou, he sighed: "Forget it, born in this world, wealth is just a cloud, and it is better to live a peaceful life with you. If you have to go, I can't stop you, but you must swear to follow me two things."

"Okay, let alone two, even one hundred, I will follow you."

"The first thing is that you must take all the 300 dead men in the mansion when you go. You must not leave them for a moment. If there is any wrong situation, you will immediately escape back to Shouzhou and not delay it for a moment." Wang's face looked solemn and said word by word.

Zhu Yanshou felt his wife's concern, and a warm feeling arises in his heart, and said softly: "I promise you that I will take the dead soldiers with me wherever I go here. What else is there?"

"The second thing is that if you are safe every day, you will send someone back to Shouzhou to report on your safety. If you are a messenger in the future, it will be that you will suffer trouble, and my child and I will not be alive, so as not to be humiliated." Wang stared at her husband's face with her eyes, and her voice was full of determination.

Zhu Yanshou looked at his wife's gorgeous face, and a sourness spread in his mouth. He suddenly hugged Wang in his arms and kissed him suddenly.

A few days later, Zhu Yanshou rushed to Guangling City. In the past few days, as his wife told him, he went to the cottage to leave Gong, wearing soft armor, surrounded by more than ten fully armed dead soldiers, let alone other things. It can be said that he was extremely careful, and nothing happened. As soon as the group entered Guangling City, they headed straight to the King of Wu's Mansion. When they arrived at the gate, the gate-guard saw hundreds of fully armed soldiers behind Zhu Yanshou, and his face immediately turned dark and stepped forward and said, "You don't know the truth. This is the King of Wu's Mansion. Why did you come with such soldiers? Do you want to make trouble? Why don't you retreat quickly."

Zhu Yanshou had a pair of eyebrows and was about to ask his deceased soldiers to retreat, but he brought four or five of his confidants in, but he remembered his wife's advice. While he was hesitating, the envoy had already walked upstairs, said a few words to the captain, and turned to Zhu Yanshou and said, "I will not be angry, wait for me to talk to Gao Zhanshu, and let the followers come in." Sure enough, after the envoy went in for a while, he saw a man in green official robe coming out. It was Gao Chong who bowed to Zhu Yanshou and ordered the captain to guard the gate. After a while, the captain made a way and let Zhu Yanshou and his group go in.

Zhu Yanshou came in and Gao Chong walked up and whispered: "The king's illness is getting worse and worse. There is only one time that he is awake in one day. Even when he is sleeping, he is shouting the envoy's name. Fortunately, he catches up."

Zhu Yanshou heard that Yang Xingmi was so ill, and although he had some rift with him, he couldn't help feeling a little sorry for him. He sighed: "When a family met his brother-in-law last time, he was still able to ride a horse and walk quickly. I didn't expect that the year would be so heavy. Well, where is he now? I'll visit the disease first and then see my sister."

"The king drank a few more glasses of wine that day and night, and felt a cold. The next day, his illness turned sharply. Fortunately, he could hurry up, otherwise the people of Guangling would suffer again." Gao Chong said this and sighed, "The corner in front, turn left and walk more than a hundred steps before he arrives. There is a hot spring on the side. The doctor said that washing more is good for the patient, and since the king became ill, he has been resting there."

While Gao Chong was talking, he arrived at the place and saw a monastery. Behind it was a forest. The house was not big, with the door open. You could see Yang Xingmi lying on the couch outside, and there was a maid of thirteen or fourteen years old waiting beside him.

Zhu Yanshou walked in, and Gao Chong was waiting at the door, and the dead soldiers behind him were going to follow him. Gao Chong reached out to stop him and smiled and said, "You don't have to go in. In addition to the king, there is no other maid in this room, and who else can hurt Zhu Envoy? Besides, if something is said in the room later, it may not be a good thing for us subordinates to hear it." The leaders also felt it made sense, so they sent their subordinates to wait outside the house. Gao Chong closed the door with his back hand and stood aside to wait.

When Zhu Yanshou entered the room, he saw Yang Xingmi lying on the couch, with withered appearance, white hair and breathing weakly, and breathing more than a dead person. He felt sad in his heart, and he couldn't help but relieve his steps. But somehow, Yang Xingmi suddenly woke up, his eyes were turbid, staring at Zhu Yanshou's direction, and after looking for a while, he asked in a low voice: "Who is coming in? But Zhu Xiaosheer has returned from Shouzhou?"

Xiaosheer is the common name for young men called by Tang Dynasty. With Zhu Yanshou's current position as the third rank, Yang Xingmi is the only one who can call him like this in Guangling. Hearing this old name, Zhu Yanshou couldn't help feeling a sore nose. He quickly walked to the couch, hugged Yang Xingmi's palm and said, "Brother-in-law, it's my younger brother who is back."

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back. Fortunately, you caught up, and I can go there with confidence now." Yang Xingmi's words were filled with relief. When he said this, he seemed to have a mouthful of phlegm stuck and he started coughing suddenly. Zhu Yanshou quickly patted Yang Xingmi's back and turned around and asked the maid to get honey water.

After a while, Yang Xingmi recovered and pointed to the collapsed spittoon, obviously trying to spit out the thick phlegm. Zhu Yanshou quickly bowed to get the spittoon, but he felt a pain in his head and fainted. Just before he fainted, a sentence that his wife said flashed in his mind: "You must bring all the three hundred dead men in the mansion here, and you must not leave them for a moment."

Yang Xingmi stood on the ground, gasping violently, holding an iron Ruyi in his hand, covered with red and white objects. Zhu Yanshou was lying on the ground, his head had collapsed, and blood and brain plasma were pouring out from the rupture.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a scream came from Yang Xingmi looked at him, and saw the maid staring at the garden, covering her mouth and exclaiming softly. The ground was covered with broken porcelain, but she had just gone to get honey water back. She was shocked to see this scene.
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