Chapter 100: Breaking into the Palace

Geshuhan and Wang Shaohua also understood that things were getting worse!

"Brother Chen, don't worry first, let's go and have a look first." Brother Shuhan comforted Chen Wanrong.

Chen Wanrong didn't care about being this general. However, today, I saw the power of the Longwu Army and admired this army very much and really wanted to train them into artillery. Once Liu Fuqing was in trouble, this wish would probably be shattered. If I didn't come to serve as the general, I would have changed myself to another person, maybe Chen Wanrong's ambitions, and artillery might not be able to truly exert its due power. Isn't that a pity?

In any case, it is just right to check the situation first. Chen Wanrong's thoughts flashed by and nodded, "Yes, let's go and have a look."

Under the leadership of the soldiers, Chen Wanrong, Geshuhan, Wang Shaohua, Ge Fushun and Wang Zhongsi jogged out. As soon as he left the house, he saw a lot of people surrounding him. When these Dragon Martial Army soldiers saw Chen Wanrong coming out, their eyes were very unkind.

Today, Liu Fuqing ridiculed Chen Wanrong, and the two left, and then Liu Fuqing committed suicide. It is very likely that Chen Wanrong was petty and forced Liu Fuqing to commit suicide. There are many Longwu Army who have such thoughts. It is impossible for them to have a good face to Chen Wanrong.

If the situation hadn't been unclear, maybe they would have rushed up to question Chen Wanrong long ago.

Geshuhan grew up in the military camp and knew very well how serious the crisis was. If such a thing was not handled well, it would cause a mutiny. He shouted: "You retreat, and this matter will be fair."

Ge Fushun also knew the seriousness of the problem. Before Long Wujun could speak, he shouted, "I have commanded you for more than a year and have not done anything that I am sorry to my brothers. I promise that I will deal with this matter fairly."

With his guarantee, the Longwu Army retreated.

Chen Wanrong had no intention of blaming Liu Fuqing at all, but now it is hard to explain the matter. Maybe it will become darker and darker. More importantly, now is not the time to talk about this matter. Regardless of all, he rushed in. Liu Fuqing was lying on the bed, with a hole in his chest, and blood was pouring out like water.

His face was pale, his eyes were dull and dull, and his energy was as bright as a wandering thread, and he could die at any time.

"Hurry up, ask someone to treat him!" Chen Wanrong rushed to the bed and yelled.

Two soldiers covered with blood on their hands stood by the bed, the military doctor, and one shook his head and said, "General, his injuries are too serious and we cannot cure them."

"It can't be cured, can you stop bleeding?" Chen Wanrong scolded him in anger: "Stand like a wooden stake!"

These words finally woke them up, and they responded quickly. The two of them worked hard for a while and temporarily stopped the blood. Chen Wanrong asked with a calm face: "Say, can he save him?"

The two looked at each other and kept shaking their heads: "General, please forgive me for being incompetent and can't save him."

When Liu Fuqing saw Chen Wanrong, he had a little gleam in his eyes and said softly: "General, I'm sorry for you, I shouldn't laugh at you! The general is not punished, but Liu Fuqing cannot forgive himself and apologizes for his death!"

His kindness only made Chen Wanrong suffer, which made the soldiers suspicious, and thought that Chen Wanrong forced him to commit suicide.

"Nonsense!" Chen Wanrong roared at one point: "How can I blame you? I haven't participated in training, so it's not OK. Who doesn't know? If you want to laugh, you're just a blasphemy!"

Liu Fuqing smiled and said with great relief: "General, you are a lot of sir, don't bother with me. But the military law is like a mountain, and I can't forgive myself!"

"Fart!" Chen Wanrong cursed: "You are a good man in the Tang Dynasty. If you want to die, you should die on the battlefield, not under your own knife! What's more, are you willing to die for the sake of a big deal?"

Liu Fuqing's eyes wandered, his head tilted, and he fainted. Chen Wanrong looked into his nose and breathed, and ordered: "Save, save me, and save him no matter what, you must save him! If you can't save him, you will be engaged in military law!"

Chen Wanrong was really popular, otherwise he would not have been so rude and arrogant. The two doctors' faces changed drastically and they said carefully: "General, the young man is really incompetent and has no ability to revive the dead."

Ge Shuhan sighed and said, "Brother Chen, don't get angry. This kind of injury will most likely die. If you want to say something that cannot be killed, there is also a possibility that you will be stinged. If you commit suicide, you will have a greater chance of death. If you have a caesarean section, you will have a greater chance of stinging your heart. When you commit suicide, you may have a great chance of stinging your mind."

Suicide and homicide are very different in strength and direction. When committing suicide, there is a psychological effect, and the hands may tremble, or temporary deviations may be possible. Because suicide is very difficult, no one can do it!

Chen Wanrong hurriedly asked, "Brother Brother Shu, is he just a lie, or is he just a hit?"

Geshuhan shook his head and said, "Brother Chen, how can I know about this? The doctor has the final say."

"You really can't save me?" Chen Wanrong asked, staring at the two of them.

The two hurriedly replied: "General, we have done our best!"

"Bare!" Chen Wanrong cursed unhappily and yelled: "Come on, lift him up and follow me!"

Brother Shuhan was confused and asked, "Brother Chen, where are you going to take him?"

"Go to the palace, beg the emperor, and try to find the imperial physician!" Chen Wanrong bit his lip tightly.

"Imperial Doctor?" The two military doctors' eyes lit up and they murmured: "Maybe they can succeed!"

Ge Fushun was shocked: "General Chen, this matter is serious and cannot be reckless, so you have to think twice!"

The imperial physician treated the emperor and the ministers. Liu Fuqing, a soldier in the Longwu Army, died and no one would pay attention to it. Even if he lived for ten lifetimes, he might not be able to get the imperial physician to treat his wounds.

"Time doesn't wait for anyone, call someone!" Chen Wanrong said with great affirmation.

Ge Fushun was stunned. Ge Shuhan went out and called a few soldiers to lift Liu Fuqing up. As soon as he went out, Chen Wanrong stopped him by the soldiers. Chen Wanrong shouted: "Do not go!"

A soldier was very dissatisfied and looked at Chen Wanrong unfriendly, questioning: "Where are you going to get him?"

"Do you care?" Chen Wanrong was not angry either and shouted angrily.

Ge Fushun finally woke up, swallowed his saliva and shouted: "Go aside! General Chen wants to take him to the palace and ask the imperial physician to treat him!"

"Imperial Doctor?" The soldier didn't believe that Chen Wanrong was so kind. When the corner of his mouth tugged, it almost broke into his ears: "You forced him to commit suicide, and you also made excuses..." Without saying the following words, Chen Wanrong slapped him back into the stomach.

Chen Wanrong pulled out the saber, put it on his neck, stared at him, and shouted: "You hear it clearly for me: I said I was going to the palace, I was going to the palace! If you talk to me again, be careful of your dog's head!"

As soon as the fire broke out, Chen Wanrong was still quite terrifying. The soldier couldn't help but stand in a daze and made a sound. Ge Fushun snorted and shouted, "Come on, pull me down this blind dog thing!"

A few soldiers came over, but although they were unwilling to do so, they dragged him away.

Ge Fushun asked someone to come to a carriage. Everyone was so furious that they carried Liu Fuqing to the carriage. Chen Wanrong flew on his horse, and the soldiers drove the carriage out of the schoolyard and looked forward to Chang'an.

Ge Shuhan looked at the soldiers and reminded him: "General Ge, you and I will stay and see you. Just Brother Chen and Brother Wang go."

If Liu Fuqing hadn't known about it, the Long Wu army would have had a fuss. If Ge Fushun and Ge Shuhan also followed, they would have really no idea what happened, and maybe there would be no problem with the mutiny.

"It's reasonable!" Ge Fushun nodded and stayed with Geshuhan.

Under the escort of the Longwu Army led by Wang Shaohua, Chen Wanrong went straight to the palace. Not long after, he saw the tall city wall of the palace. Chen Wanrong gave an order and went straight to the Daming Palace.

When he arrived at the Daming Palace, the guards stopped him. Wang Shaohua was about to explain the situation. Chen Wanrong waved his hand and shouted, "Get in!" He patted the blue and white porcelain and rushed in directly.

The guards shouted: "Bold! Come on, take it!"

Wang Shaohua waved his hand and the Longwu Army immediately stopped them. Wang Shaohua said coldly: "Don't have eyes? Didn't you see that this is Lord Chen returning from the mission according to the emperor's order? He has to take care of the emperor's major affairs. How many heads do you have?"

The guards were stunned and said with some dissatisfaction: "Even if you return from the order, you can't be so arrogant. You have to say something!"

Wang Shaohua glared: "Can you ask? How many heads do you have? Is it enough to chop?"

The most taboo thing in the palace is to find out the secrets. When this was right, the soldiers guarded the palace were stunned for a while and retreated aside. Wang Shaohua nodded with satisfaction and followed.

"Where is the emperor?" Chen Wanrong pointed at a eunuch with a horse whip and asked.

This eunuch is not very profession in the palace and dares not defeat Chen Wanrong's edge. He hurriedly replied: "Sir, the emperor is handling official duties in Luanxiang Pavilion."

"Let's go!" Chen Wanrong waved his hand and took the people straight to Luanxiang Pavilion.

When he arrived at the pavilion, Chen Wanrong jumped off his horse and ran in. Wang Shaohua waved his hand, and several soldiers stepped forward, lifted Liu Fuqing off the car, and followed Chen Wanrong in.

There were several people standing at the gate of Luanxiang Pavilion, one of which was Chen Zairong. When he saw Chen Wanrong, he was surprised and hurriedly came forward: "Brother, why are you here?"

"The Emperor is inside?" Chen Wanrong asked in a scattered question.

"Yes!" Chen Zairong didn't understand why, but he still answered.

Without saying a word, Chen Wanrong pushed open the door and walked in directly. He saw Ruizong and Li Longji busy handling official duties. He raised his head when he heard the sound. Ruizong saw Chen Wanrong coming in, but he didn't react. However, Li Longji's face sank and asked, "Chen Wanrong, what's wrong with you? How dare you trespass the palace?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for your crimes! Life is at stake, but I am not allowed to do so." Chen Wanrong replied while bowing.

Ruizong frowned and asked, "Human life is at stake? How do you say this?"

"Bring in!" Chen Wanrong didn't say much, and gave an order, Wang Shaohua and the others carried Liu Fuqing in.

Li Longji raised his eyebrows, stood up suddenly, and asked, "Is this Longwu Army? Why are you injured?"

Chen Wanrong briefly explained the story, and then said, "I dare to come to see the emperor and ask the emperor to ask the imperial physician to treat him!"

"Come on, I will pass on the imperial physician!" Ruizong strode over without saying a word, examined Liu Fuqing, and sighed: "This man is so fierce. Isn't it just one thing, so ashamed."

Li Longji looked at Chen Wanrong for a while and said with a joke: "Chen Wanrong, you are really capable! You are just starting to die today! In the history of the Tang Dynasty, there is no capable general like you! You should be satisfied, right?"

"Crown Prince, I didn't expect this matter. I will bear all the blame for all the crimes!" Chen Wanrong was also not vague.

"Do you still know the blame?" Li Longji walked around in front of Chen Wanrong, looking at him from time to time: "Your guilt is so serious, even if you chop your head, it's okay."

Wang Shaohua hurriedly pleaded and said, "The prince doesn't know anything. General Chen didn't plan to pursue this matter. General Chen was pleased to comfort Liu Fuqing, but he didn't expect it. He took a moment to commit suicide."

"Wang Shaohua, stand aside, there is no place for you to talk too much!" Li Longji shouted: "Chen Wanrong, do you think you have made contributions, right? Go and check, things like you, not to mention the Tang Dynasty, even in thousands of years of Chinese history, you can do it, you are really capable! If you don't cure your sins, how can the soldiers convince their soldiers? Come on, deprive Chen Wanrong of the two-level rank and make meritorious in his guilt!"

Ruizong raised his brows and was about to speak. Li Longji touched his heel. The smile on Ruizong's face disappeared immediately, and he shouted sternly: "Chen Wanrong, I can cure you! However, if you go to the palace without authorization, you will be extremely guilty. You can be punished by death. You can be spared! Come on, declare Chen Wanrong's guilt to the Longwu Army! Call the Minister of War to go in person!"

If Chen Wanrong knew that there was a way to save Liu Fuqing but did not go to save him, he would be uneasy. As long as he tried his best, even if he could not save him, Chen Wanrong would be at ease.

Chen Wanrong had long thought about the punishment. With Li Longji's personality of strictly following the law, it would be wrong for Chen Wanrong to break into the palace without being punished. However, Chen Wanrong thought that at most he would scold him and deprive him of the first-level rank. Unexpectedly, he would not say that he would be a second-level rank, but he would also declare that the Longwu Army was also cruel enough.

That's it, Chen Wanrong can still accept it. It's not bad to exchange for the second-level rank for peace of mind. Thank you, "Thank you for your grace!"

The imperial physician was a gray-bearded old man with a surname, Ye Shilin, and was the saint of healing in the Imperial Hospital. He came in panting and saluted to Ruizong and said, "I have met the emperor."

Ruizong waved his hand and said, "Ye Shilin, this is a soldier from the Longwu Army. He hurt his heart. Do you think he can be cured?"

Ye Shilin took the order, came to Liu Fuqing, looked at him, nodded and said, "Fortunately, I was a little bit off, otherwise the gods would not be able to save him."

Chen Wanrong let out a long sigh and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Doctor Ye!"

Ye Shilin didn't give Chen Wanrong face: "General, please stand aside, I'll treat him with injuries."

Chen Wanrong responded and stepped aside. Ye Shilin put down the medicine bag, took out a tool, and began to treat the wound. He was skillful in his technique and deserved to be an imperial physician.

After watching for a while, Ruizong saw that there was nothing unusual and no longer paid attention to this matter. He waved at Chen Wanrong and said, "Come here!" It was the tone of the superior. This was the first time that Ruizong treated him like this since Chen Wanrong and Ruizong met, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Chen Wanrong strode over: "Master, what's the matter with summoning me?"
To be continued...