Chapter 1509: amnesty

Chapter 1509: Amnesty
Seeing them coming over, this time without waiting for Liu Yusheng to follow the trend of the cypress, the Guards automatically gave way to let them in.
I want to come before, I have been ordered by Duan Ting, no need to stop them.
In the main hall, it was impossible to find the palace servants who were full on both sides of the main hall in the past.
Even the old who had been by his side beside Bei Canghuang did not see anyone this time.
On the dragon bed, only the solitary Bei Canghuang was lying alone, lingering.
Hearing the footsteps approaching, a sound of collision from the partition curtain, the old emperor turned his head.
When he saw Liu Yusheng and his party, he narrowed his eyes, and hatred his eyes red.
"Feng Qingbai, Liu Yusheng!" Word by word, the old emperor shouted the names of two people.
"The emperor looks better today. As long as you continue to take medicine, after three months, your body should be able to improve." Approaching the dragon bed, facing the man to eat, Liu Yusheng said lightly.
"What do you mean?" If it wasn't for Liu Yusheng's rudeness, Bei Canghuang would almost think that the other party had come down to the ground and scolded him specifically.
But not right. Liu Yusheng said clearly that after three months, his body can improve?
Liu Yusheng smiled, "Is the emperor not aware that your body has started to recover a little energy in the past two days? The feeling of fatigue should have improved a bit, right? This plague is not too serious. After suffering from the disease, after a period of dehydration for several months, It will slowly turn around, or it will kill people. The emperor was born with purple gas, and it is a blessing. "
The woman had spoken plainly.
In the eyes of Bei Canghuang, the light is extinguished, the darkness is difficult to understand, and numerous emotions are interwoven. It kept condensing and dispersing, and finally collapsed slowly.
"A few days ago, someone died because of the plague. Now you say that the plague will not die. So the princess had lost her medical ethics as a healer and lied to him?"
"The emperor was mistaken. I didn't lie. What I said at the time was that the plague was indeed afflicted before my life. However, it was completely different from the plague and death from the plague. I did not deceive the emperor, so Discard medical ethics. "She doesn't memorize this pot.
Bei Canghuang's complexion could not be described with pen and ink.
Croton nestled at his father's and mother's feet, watching the old emperor's face repeatedly cracked, and his eyebrows kept dancing, very worried.
"Dad, mother, will he be mad?"
"No," Feng Qingbai replied, "he will calm down quickly and look for opportunities to fight back."
Knowing that he would not die, after the initial shock, the North Canghuang would calm down quickly, and then find a way to regain his rights.
"That being the case, why did the mother-in-law tell him the truth, it might as well say nothing, and let him wait for death in despair, and there will be no more moths afterwards."
Liu Yusheng squinted, did the son blame her for the trouble?
"Even if he is told, he can't produce any moths. Your uncle Duan will not give him such a chance. And we come to see him, not to tell him the truth?"
If not, how could Bei Cang be so angry that he had a palette on his face, and the changes would be wonderful.
During their time in Bei Cang, they were not counted by Bei Cang Huang. It's really polite to only pay so little. In the style of green cypress, there are more poisonous.
"I heard that the emperor has written a scripture for the Zen. In a few days, the king will officially be crowned emperor. After he succeeds, the affairs of Feng Yue Kingdom will be easily solved, and the problem of the king will be resolved. I will leave. Hope to come to Beicang next time, the emperor is still there, take care. "
Nodded toward the man, Feng Qingbai took his wife and children and left slowly, just saying this.
"Stop, you stand still for you, you will be infected with the plague, are you doing something in the middle? Isn't it! You stand and answer you!"
Behind him, the snarling roar of the north rushed into the sky.
The back of the few people left without a pause, all as if they hadn't heard, and went away.
Answering or not answering is a foregone conclusion. What's more, they wouldn't say that the North Canghuang would think they were doing it, so why bother with him.
As soon as they left, the hall was silent immediately. Deep and empty, there was a terrifying breath lingering throughout the room.
The man on the dragon bed was distorted and shook his head, thinking something in his mouth. After that, he madly teared the sheets and finally fell off the bed.
From this night, a string of crazy laughter would be heard in the dorm from time to time, desperate, desolate and infiltrating.
Kitakura lost completely.
Because of a phoenix month, he was calculated by Feng Qingbai and dragged down from the dragon chair, and he lost all.
Three days later, the king of the court, Duan Ting, took the Zen scriptures of the old emperor, ascended to the throne, and pardoned the entire kingdom.
Zhuangzi, who banned the plague patients, lifted his martial law and allowed his relatives to visit him.
Immediately afterwards, good news came out of the DPRK.
This plague that caused the whole heart of the people in Beicang did not kill anyone.
After a few months of onset, you can regain your health by taking your medicine on time.
That is, this plague will not pose any threat to the people.
This news made the whole country boil, and at the same time it also made the people a little bit more favorable and supportive of the new emperor who had just ascended the throne.
Many people believe that the new emperor and the people of Fuze will let them survive this plague.
Invisible, has consolidated the foundation of the new emperor.
Beicang Capital has resumed the bustling past, and the streets have resumed the flow of people. The shops have resumed normal business. Everything has begun to restore order.
An inconspicuous horse-drawn carriage, quietly leaving the city of Beicang in the bright lights of the city, slowly walked on the road.
When the new emperor heard the news of the Nanling family leaving the capital, it was too late to send someone to chase after him.
At first, in order to help him obtain the throne, the man once borrowed the holy dragon token he used, and he did not know when it would disappear.
Opening the box in which the token was stored, looking at the lone piece left inside, Duan Ting was silent for a long time, and finally frowned and laughed helplessly.
The family's way of doing things hasn't been able to figure out a pattern until now.
He really served the wind green cypress and also Liu Yusheng.
I will see you again in the future.
"I heard that Duan Ting had given you a decree in advance on the eve of his ascension, and took it out to look at it."
The man did not stop, let her search, the corner of the eyebrows is full of indulgence.
At the moment, several little baby girls who were arrogantly covered their eyes and closed their mouths quietly, snickering at the corners of their lips.
Dad and his mother are ashamed.
(End of this chapter)