Exiled, the Medical Concubine emptied the warehouse and escaped from the famine

Wutong Alley.

A man in black was walking hurriedly, and the cold wind blew the hair on the side of his face.

He glanced sideways and narrowed his eyes slightly. Sure enough, three secret guards suddenly appeared on the street behind him!

The three men surrounded him, one of them put a long knife on his neck and suddenly lifted his cloak!

A face that was burned beyond recognition was exposed to the air, looking horribly ugly.

The secret guard frowned.

The three of them looked at each other and disappeared into the street again, coming and going without a trace, leaving only the empty streets and the scorching sun hanging high in the sky.

Zhou Peng clutched the human skin mask in his hand, his eyes full of hatred.

When the fire burned down Fuyao Mountain, he survived but his face was ruined.

I can only live by wearing a human skin mask.

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"Sir, we have been following Zhou Peng for many days and have found nothing unusual."

Zhou Hui stopped writing and let out a breath.

Zhou Peng has been with him for many years and knows many of his secrets. If there is really a problem, he will be in trouble!

After the secret guard finished speaking, he disappeared into the study.

Zhou Hui stroked his chin and pondered the purpose of Lu Yinli's visit.

After a while, Zhou Hui felt hungry and knocked on the rosewood tabletop, "Someone, bring some snacks."

All he got in response was silence.

Zhou Hui frowned. Are these servants deaf?

At this moment, the wooden door was suddenly kicked open!

Outside the door, a tall man was holding a short blade in his hand, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were as red as lanterns.

Zhou Hui suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He quickly opened the drawer and took out a dagger from between the books.

"Mr. Chen, why didn't you let anyone know when you came?"

Chen Daoyu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and walked over quickly.

Zhou Hui's eyes widened, he turned around and wanted to run, but how could he, a weak scholar, be a match for Chen Daoyou, who was an excellent rider and archer?

Chen Daoyu kicked the dagger out of Zhou Hui's hand, then leaped over, sat on him, pulled down his pants, and violently cut off his vitals!

Blood gushed out and screams echoed over the prefect's residence.

Chen Daoyu's eyes were red as he roared, "Zhou Hui, you should be thankful that you are still of some use to the prince, otherwise this knife would have cut your neck."

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Lu Yinli had been in Jincheng for three days, and he watched the goddess from afar every day.

It turns out that the goddess really does not charge any money and has no purpose. She simply distributes medicine to benefit the people.

On the fourth day, a letter appeared on his desk.

After reading the letter, his usually calm gaze was shattered and filled with resentment.

He immediately summoned the postman and told him to ride as fast as possible to deliver the letter to a veteran of three dynasties whom he trusted the most.

Although the situation is turbulent, there are still countless loyal old ministers in the court.

After reading the evidence in the letter, everyone joined in attacking Zhou Hui.

Because Zhou Hui committed basically every crime possible except treason!

At the same time, Cen Rui, the former governor of Youzhou, and Zhao Renan, the former governor of Jincheng, who were both imprisoned in the Shangjing Prison, also provided sufficient evidence.

Cen Rui sneered: "Oh, I asked you to help take care of Qingqing, but you dared to have an affair and make her pregnant. I won't kill you this time."

Zhao Ren'an exhaled a breath of foul air, "Zhou Hui, I want you to be buried with my grandson!"

When the news reached Jincheng, Zhou Hui was still lying in bed, unable to move.

There was a cold light in his eyes as he took out the secrets that the prince had kept over the years.

The prince wanted to abandon him? Impossible.

Moreover, that thing is still in his hand, and only he knows where it is...

At the beginning, the prince asked him to go to Fuyao Mountain to find the secret treasure. He actually found it, but he kept lying to the prince that he didn't find it.

But just as his letter was sent out, the goddess made a prophecy.

The Zhou officials in the southwest are against the national destiny of Beijiang.

As soon as these words were spoken, the emperor gave an immediate order for execution!

This sentence also destroyed the prince's original plan to fake his death and escape.

However, Zhou Hui's letter was intercepted by Shu Jian and delivered to Gu Wei.

The moonlight was like water. Gu Wei handed the letter to Yu Yichou and said calmly, "The letter does not clearly state the identity, but we can guess that it must be the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace."

After Yu Yichou finished reading the letter, his eyes turned red.

It turned out that he had only caught a young general, and the enemy was someone else!

But Zhou Hui should also be killed!

That night, with the help of Gu Wei, Yu Yichou sneaked into Zhou Hui's mansion and personally executed Zhou Hui by slicing him, leaving only his head!

By the way, he took away his family's secret treasure.

It was because of this that the Gongshu family suffered fatal disaster.

At the same time, the plague in Beijiang gradually improved, and those who were infected with the disease basically recovered.

The goddess disappeared in Beijiang overnight, leaving behind only a little fairy servant.

The young immortal servant agreed to follow the imperial commissioner Lu Yinli back to the capital. The emperor was overjoyed when he heard the news and immediately appointed the immortal servant as the Imperial Master of Beijiang.

Before leaving, Yu Yichou came to say goodbye to Xie Ling and gave her the family treasure and key.

His tone was profound and unfathomable: "Miss Xie, don't open it unless it is absolutely necessary. This thing can connect heaven and earth and everything."

Xie Ling looked at the exquisite brocade box in her hand and nodded solemnly.

The night before the exile team was to leave Jincheng.

Xie Ling used her special powers to sneak into Zhou Hui's mansion, intending to empty his warehouse!

Beijiang will benefit from it anyway, so it’s better to put it into her pocket!

Over the years, Zhou Hui colluded with officials and businessmen, engaged in corruption and abuse of power, and accumulated an extraordinary amount of wealth.

Xie Ling had already scouted the area quietly when she came here before.

Except for gold and silver, all other treasures in the warehouse are rare treasures!

Each one is more priceless than the other!

There are night-shining pearls bigger than fists and crystal clear emerald jade everywhere.

Zhou Hui has been planning carefully all his life, but he never thought until his death that he would end up making things easier for others!

Xie Ling smiled coldly and used her special power to clear it out in an instant!

Before leaving the next day, Xie Ling sent some money to Wutong Lane.

Although Yu Yichou went to Shangjing, his little nephew and uncle still lived there.

Every bit of help counts.

Yu Yichou will be in the capital in the future. Far water cannot quench a nearby fire, and it is more convenient than anything else for these two men to have money.

The weather was fine, and the place where Xie Ling had distributed medicine before was still full of people, and the people were all looking forward to the goddess's reappearance.

The goddess suddenly appeared and disappeared without any warning, which added a magical touch. Many years later, the legend about her was still passed down from mouth to mouth in the seven countries.

On the green hills at the edge of Jincheng City, Saint Xiyao folded her arms and looked down at the place where the goddess once stood. Her blue eyes were cold and no emotion could be seen.

"Mo, she disappeared at the right time."

The black snake was originally spitting out its tongue leisurely, but suddenly, it stood up its upper body, and its green eyes suddenly became full of hostility.

At this time, the exile team happened to pass by there.

Jiangxue sat outside the Gu family's carriage, holding the reins with his slender hands. The sunlight shone on his beautiful face, as thin as snow.

Jiangxue and Shenyue looked at each other from a distance through layers of leaves.

They both have the same blue eyes, but Jiangxue's are even purer, like the sky washed clean by rain, bright and clear.

Shen Yue's pupils dilated in an instant, his face turned pale, and he clenched his fists.