This shadow guard is kinda nice

Compared to yesterday, Mo Ran's condition was much better, and his fever was not as frequent. Xiao Yichen sat by the bed and lifted the quilt for him.

Doctor Zhang came in with the medicine, and seeing Xiao Yichen like this, he lowered his eyes, although he had seen it for the past two days, but he still felt a little awkward.

This shadow guard is really good-looking, but it's not enough for a prince to take care of him so wholeheartedly, hey...

He sighed in his heart, and fortunately the prince was in very good health, so there was nothing wrong with such close contact for a long time, otherwise ten heads would not be enough for him to be chopped off.

He put the medicine on the table, "My lord, the medicine is ready."

Only then did Xiao Yichen turn his head and look at him, "Well, I'm sorry for your embarrassment."

Physician Zhang didn't bother to persuade him anymore, so he closed the door and went out without saying anything. The young man can do whatever he wants, as he is an old man, so he won't be an eyesore to others.

Xiao Yichen brought over the medicine and fed it to Mo Ran.

Mo Ran is better now, and he is willing to open his mouth when he is given medicine, so he doesn't need to talk mouth to mouth anymore.

……

Ning Dao was raised in the mansion for two days, he was a little uncomfortable when he was kicked by Zhao Kai that day, and he couldn't even go to the isolation area.The officials below also came to tell him that the person who is now King Xuan has the final say, and that Peng Yuan was put in charge, but Ning Dao was very angry.

Now that he's better, he's about to go to the isolation area to have a look. Before he leaves, the housekeeper comes in a panic.

He was helpless, this was the first time, the butler was always flustered these days, and every time he brought bad news.

The housekeeper didn't care to take a breath, he said: "Master, it's not good, the officers and soldiers are fighting with the Zhao family."

Um?Zhao family?

Now that Ning Dao heard that his surname was Zhao, he felt inexplicably terrified.

"what happened?"

The butler said, "Isn't it according to your order—"

Ning Dao interrupted him and corrected him: "Prince Xuan's order."

"Oh, yes, yes, King Xuan ordered the officers and soldiers to search for sick people throughout the city, and then the Zhao family found one, but they refused to cooperate and refused to take him away. Now the officers and soldiers and the Zhao family's nursing home Just started fighting."

Ning Dao didn't care how they got into trouble, he just asked, "The Zhao family?"

The butler nodded, "Yes."

Ning Dao asked again, "The Zhao family?"

The housekeeper said with great certainty, "The Zhao family."

He also wondered why the master asked over and over again, and suddenly, something came to his mind.

The Zhao family, the Zhao family in Pingyao is a collateral branch of the Zhao family in the capital.A collateral lineage of Zhao Jin, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry.

The butler is in trouble, this...

Ning Dao's blood is surging now, one head is two big, the pain from Zhao Kai kicking him that day came again.

The Zhao family had a quarrel with the officers and soldiers, but Zhao Jin's son, Zhao Kai, was also in Pingyao. This put him in the middle, and he really didn't want him to have a good life. If his wife and Zhiyuan were not in their hands, he would follow Xuan king.

Before he had time to think about it, he and the steward took some people and went to Zhao's house, and sent someone to inform King Xuan before leaving.

In the event of a big trouble, it's not something he, a prefect, can intervene.

Things just got worse.

When Ning Dao went, the sound of the Zhao family's crying could be heard from far away, so he hurried in, surrounded by some officers, soldiers and servants at the door, and inside was the young master of the Zhao family who had fallen to the ground.

When he glanced over, he felt dizzy.

The young master of the Zhao family fell to the ground with blood on his face, and the blood flowed all over the floor. The wife of the Zhao family also slammed her head against the pillar next to her, losing her life, and the master of the Zhao family cried bitterly.

Ning Dao squeezed his palms hard, tried his best to steady himself, pushed away the crowd, and said, "What's the matter?"

No one answered his words.

The master of the Zhao family was only concerned about being sad, and he hadn't gotten over the grief of losing his wife and son for a while.

Seeing this, Butler Zhao could only come over and say, "Prefect, you must be the master of our Zhao family."

"This group of soldiers disregarded human life, and they killed my young master and wife at will."

Ning Dao was noncommittal, he glanced at the officers and soldiers standing beside him, and pointed at one at random, "Say it."

The soldier glanced at the brothers around him, and then at their heads. He was almost impatient waiting in Ningdao, and he said: "Their young master has a fever, so we want to take him away. However, their wife and master refused to let it go, and even called out the nurse, saying that they wanted to take people away unless they stepped over their corpses."

"Then there was a fight. In the chaos, I don't know why the young master of the Zhao family ran into the group of guards, and then he didn't pay attention..."

"Maybe he was injured in the chaotic battle, and when he stopped, the young master of the Zhao family will look like this now."

Ning Dao frowned. If what the little soldier said was true, it was really impossible to judge why the young master of the Zhao family didn't win. In the chaos of the battle, how could one be sure which side was the one who got the most out of it.

"What about Mrs. Zhao?"

Xiao Bing's voice was a little soft, and he said: "Mrs. Zhao saw her son lying on the ground, and couldn't accept it for a while, so she cried and bumped her head against the pillar."

He glanced at Mrs. Zhao's eyes that were not closed, weeping blood, and shivered, "We failed to hold her."

Ning Dao held his forehead, what is this all about.

He had no choice but to walk up to Master Zhao and pat him on the shoulder, "Brother Zhao, my condolences will change."

He asked someone to put away the bodies of Young Master Zhao and Mrs. Zhao first, so that they could be buried in peace, but Master Zhao was crazy, he would beat anyone who moved them.

There is no trick, just wave your fist, or kick it, or you can bite it with your mouth.

It's funny and ridiculous.

Ning Dao had a headache, he could only turn to their housekeeper for help, but Housekeeper Zhao stood aside as if he couldn't see it, and let his master play crazy there.

In the end, Ning Dao could only approach Master Zhao by himself. He tried his best to comfort him softly, and reasoned with him over and over again.

"Master Zhao, the mourning goes on, the dead are the greatest."

"Let the wife and son go to the ground first."

Master Zhao still couldn't listen to anything, he raised his head, his eyes were red, "I will make you pay for it." He pointed at a group of officers and soldiers, his fingers trembling badly, "You all have to pay for my life—"

Ning Dao was completely helpless, just when he was racking his brains, Xiao Yichen came.

The surrounding officers and soldiers automatically made way for him.

Ning Dao was like seeing a savior, just as he was about to speak, Xiao Yichen brushed past him and walked over without even looking at him.

Ning said: "..."

The housekeeper whispered next to him: "Forget it, master, King Xuan is here, just let him take care of it, and you don't need to worry about it anymore."

Ning Dao nodded, yes.

He felt much better.

Mr. Zhao was tied up first by Xiao Yichen's order, Ning Dao was speechless at this rude way of handling it.

"Send it to the prefect's mansion, find a doctor, and give Master Zhao a good life."

Ning Dao saw that his face was not good, and he didn't dare to disobey, so he hurriedly sent someone to his home.

Xiao Yichen squatted down, he frowned, looked at the body of the young master of the Zhao family for a while, and then stood up.He raised his eyes and looked straight at Zhao Kai who was hidden in the crowd.

Zhao Kai was startled, he didn't expect that the other party had only been here for a while, and then he discovered his existence.

Xiao Yichen said in a cold voice: "Everyone here will be taken to the prison for interrogation to see who is the one who killed the young master of the Zhao family."

As soon as the words came out, everyone present panicked.

There are dozens of people at least, and they will be locked up in prison.

Ning Dao walked up to Xiao Yichen, trying to say something to Xiao Yichen, to see if he could save some people, this time there were dozens of people, not to mention anything else, he would not be able to interrogate the Pingyao government.

Xiao Yichen didn't wait for him to speak, he said: "Before taking them back, let the imperial physician check to see if any of these people are sick, if they are, they will be sent to the outskirts of the city, if not, then I will put them in jail."

Xiao Yichen didn't say anything, Ning Dao almost forgot that the young master of the Zhao family had a fever, and if it was really an epidemic, then those who had close contact with him...

Cold sweat started to form on his back, and he didn't care about that much anymore, so he hurriedly asked the housekeeper to go back to the mansion to invite the imperial physician.

"By the way, ask someone to do it."

Ning Dao was stunned, "Why do you ask me to do it?"

Xiao Yichen said coolly: "Autopsy."

Ning Dao oh, and then he felt something was wrong, wait, autopsy?

Could it be that the young master of the Zhao family was innocently beaten to death by the officers and soldiers and the nursing home during the chaos?

Aversion to cold came to his heart, he stood aside and stopped talking, and everything should be done according to what King Xuan said.

Xiao Yichen found a place to sit down, the gate of Zhao's house was tightly closed, no one was allowed to enter or leave at will, panic spread among the crowd, no one knew whether what awaited him would be a prison sentence or a disease.

But neither of them is what they hoped for.