noffsinger Chapter 228: The Surname Makes Trouble in Biluoyuan
Chapter 228: The Surname Makes Trouble in Biluoyuan
The next day.
Before dawn, the area outside the Biluo Courtyard was already crowded with people.
"Hand over the murderer!"
"Hand over the murderer!"
The rumbling sound of hammering on the door and the angry and resentful shouts filled the sky above the Biluo Courtyard, scaring away the winter birds in the nearby woods.
Xiao Hei and several other guards who were resting in the ear room rushed out immediately after hearing the noise, without even having time to put on their clothes.
"Who is it? How dare you make such a noise in front of the prince's Biluo Courtyard! Are you trying to kill yourself?!"
Xiao Hei, holding a knife in his hand, went to open the door angrily with a few brothers.
However, as soon as they opened the door, they saw a group of ragged victims rushing in.
The impact was so strong that it pushed them to both sides of the gate. The cries and shouts boiled in their ears, drowning out their angry shouts.
"Please, Your Majesty, hand over the murderer!"
"Please, King Dongli, bring the murderers who killed the people to justice and avenge us!"
For a moment, people were kneeling on the ground in the front yard.
They cried and kowtowed in the courtyard. The thick snow that had accumulated the previous night was quickly pressed down by the foreheads of those people, turning it into transparent ice, with faint traces of red blood underneath.
In the inner room, Baili Moqing tucked Xiao Yier's quilt, then put on his clothes and went out.
Bei and Nanqi had already been guarding inside and outside the room.
Nanqi put the cloak on him, a hint of displeasure dancing between his brows. "Master, these are a group of disaster victims. They are crying and shouting, demanding that some murderer be handed over."
Beiji pushed the wheelchair over. Baili Moqing looked at the wheelchair, his eyes changed slightly, and then he sat on it.
"What murderer? How could we have the murderer they want in Biluoyuan?"
Nanqi was puzzled and felt that the people outside were a little strange.
They came to the Biluo Courtyard and made trouble so early in the morning. They don't take their master seriously at all!
"Go and have a look."
Baili Moqing knew that those people would not come to the Biluo Courtyard to cause trouble for no reason. Something must have happened.
"Are they from the disaster relief camp?" Baili Moqing remembered something.
Beiji thought for a moment and replied, "Judging from their clothes, they should be from the disaster relief camp."
Nanqi was puzzled. "If something happened in the refugee camp, why didn't the government officials come to report it?"
The refugee camp was under the supervision of Su Su's men. Logically, if something happened in the camp, he should have been the first to report it. But how come no one came to report now that the refugees had surrounded Biluoyuan?
Shu He was sleeping soundly in the backyard.
She stayed up all night last night and finally fell asleep. However, just as she closed her eyes, she was woken up by a knock on the door.
"Sister He! Sister He! Something happened outside, get up quickly!"
In the defense camp, Zhang Zhiyi received news of the siege at Biluoyuan and immediately ordered his troops to march. Behind him stood Shu Yuanqing, clad in silver armor and bearing an imposing demeanor. On the other side stood Xu Yan, wielding a long black bow.
Ever since the last battle to defend the city, he has always carried this big bow with him wherever he goes.
The defense troops' footsteps were so coordinated that the bluestone ground outside the Biluo Courtyard in the northern suburbs shook with a rumbling sound.
Many other people gathered outside the Biluoyuan gate. They were all awakened by the crying and shouting along the way. Curious, they quickly dressed and came to join in the fun.
At this time, seeing the officers and soldiers coming, they quickly made way for them.
"Even the defense troops are here! This is a huge incident!"
"What's going on? Does anyone know what's going on?"
Some people in the crowd were talking and felt that something big was going to happen today.
"What's this? This Biluo Courtyard is the residence of Prince Dongli. If these people come to cause trouble, the defense army will definitely come!"
Zhang Zhiyi glanced at them coldly, and the people outside the door were so scared that they shut their mouths.
"Who dares to cause trouble in Biluoyuan? Don't you know that this is the residence of King Dongli?" Zhang Zhiyi strode forward, his cold face full of murderous intent.
Following behind him were Shu Yuanqing and Xu Yan, both of whom had serious expressions and exuded a murderous aura.
The people kneeling in the yard were frightened by the soldiers' momentum and fell silent. Suddenly, the yard became quiet.
They looked at the group of murderous soldiers with fear, avoidance, and unwillingness in their eyes.
At this time, a man stood up from the crowd, "General, we are here to seek justice, not to cause trouble!"
"Yes, yes, we're not trying to cause trouble, we just want justice!"
The crowd became agitated again and seemed to be about to start a riot.
Shu Yuanqing stepped forward and shouted, "Silence!"
Perhaps the murderous aura he exuded was too strong, and the people were frightened and retreated, stopping their chatter.
Zhang Zhiyi asked, "What justice are you seeking? Why are you seeking justice in Biluoyuan?"
Seeing that the crowd was about to riot again, Zhang Zhiyi's eyes changed. He pointed at the person who spoke first and said, "You speak, everyone else shut up!"
He was a middle-aged man with a goatee. When he learned that he was called, there was a hint of excitement hidden in his bright eyes.
He stood up, hiding all his emotions, and then a look of great regret appeared on his face.
"General, please understand! We are refugees from the disaster relief camp in the north of the city. Two days ago, the refugees in one camp fell ill with a strange disease. We heard that there is a free clinic at the Princess's Mansion that can treat our strange illness, so we all came over..."
After the man finished telling about the free medical consultation at the Princess's Mansion, he immediately burst into tears.
"But last night, more than half of the disaster victims who went to the Princess's mansion for free medical treatment died quietly!!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the refugees in the courtyard became excited again, and their cries shook the sky.
"It was that female doctor who killed my husband! She's a murderer!"
"My son! You were murdered like this. How can an old woman like me live?"
"Please, Your Majesty, investigate this matter! Hand over the murderer!"
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The anger of the people in the courtyard reached its peak, and they kept shouting for King Dongli to come out and uphold justice.
Zhang Zhiyi's face looked very ugly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
He Shu's medical skills were very clear to him. She had saved countless lives from the hands of Hades, saving countless ordinary people and countless soldiers defending their country. I'm afraid even she herself couldn't count them all!
Her medical skills are on par with those of the imperial physicians in the palace. How could she possibly kill someone?
But looking at the expressions of these people, they are extremely sad and unhappy, so this should not be groundless.
what is happening?
Zhang Zhiyi was a little undecided and turned to look at the closed door of the main hall in the front yard.
The people have been making a fuss for so long, why hasn't the prince appeared yet?
After hearing what the people in the yard said, the people outside the door finally understood what was going on.
"It turns out that the prince's physician killed someone!"
"From what I hear, it seems like there are more than just one or two people who died!"
"Impossible! The prince's physician is definitely a top-notch doctor! How could he kill someone?"
A man in black stood in the crowd at the door. His square face displayed a calmness not often seen on ordinary people. A red scar under his right eye gave him a somewhat ferocious look.
At this moment, listening to the discussions of the people around him, he tightened the knife in his hand.