Chapter 150: Heroes have great righteousness and their death methods are very different
The bad guy removed the sandbags, opened the palace door, and Yun Chu led the people in.
Many people died at the entrance to the imperial city, and their bodies were stacked on top of each other. If one hadn't inserted a knife into the other's stomach, and one had inserted a dagger into the other's head, Yun Chu would have believed that they were good.
Friends, after all, except for the hand holding the weapon, the other two hands are holding each other tightly, and even tearing cannot tear them apart.
Yun Chu glanced at this small battlefield and had a new understanding of the eunuch's force.
They were really brave, and they had at least a one-for-two record with a group of soldiers.
This is somewhat related to the excellent weapons in their hands. The Thousand Oxen Sword can cut through iron, the spear made of fine steel can penetrate stone and gold, and the crossbow arrows made of soft steel fall all over the ground. Of course, there are more corpses on the opponent's body.
This should be the place where the battle first took place. After all, after ten days of fighting, the corpses here have been frozen and turned black. Although the corpses have not rotted due to the cold weather, the scene is still filled with a choking stench.
taste.
A eunuch figure suddenly got up from the pile of corpses, turned around and ran away. Yun Chu kicked a horizontal knife, and the knife flew a long distance and penetrated the eunuch's chest.
Zhang Jia hurried over and flipped the eunuch, and a lot of things rolled down from the eunuch's chest. This was a eunuch who specialized in searching for corpses in order to make a fortune.
After Yunchu's killings started, the county captains of Chang'an and Chang'an counties had nothing to worry about. They went all the way and killed those who made money... and made a lot of noise.
Chang'an Imperial City is composed of outer walls, imperial city, and palace city. It covers an area of 7,500 acres... Among them, the imperial city where the offices of hundreds of officials are located has a regular internal street layout, with seven streets from north to south and five streets from east to west, with no less than 20,000 houses.
During this period, there were no less than thirty thousand servants, eunuchs, palace maids and craftsmen of all kinds living here. Among them, sixteen guards and horses gathered the largest number. This did not include the officials who had official houses and lived here.
This is why the war lasted for ten days.
Yunchu had two small courtyards in the imperial city, one in the Imperial Medical Office and the other in the Ministry of War.
The small courtyard of the Imperial Medical Office was not damaged in any way, but the small courtyard of the Military Department was filled with dead people.
Yunchu saw the body of Lang Yuancheng, the head of the Ministry of War and Treasury Department, in his small yard. He was lying at the gate with a knife in his back. Because of the thick flesh, the wound split open on both sides, and the injured spine could be seen.
Lang Yuancheng was a fat man with a sense of humor, and he treated everyone well. Yun Chu often got some contraband items from him that were only available in the Ministry of War. Of course, this guy was also very ruthless when it came to money.
Looking at the countless footprints on Fatty Lang's back, Yun Chu sighed and asked the clerks to move the old man's frozen body away and put it in the corner to avoid being stepped on by those who came after him.
Entering the courtyard, Yunchu discovered that there were many acquaintances from the Chang'an Military Department here, including three doctors and four Yuanwailang, some from the Military Department and some from the Party Department.
Yun Chu didn't care much about the rest of them. Even if they died, they could make room for the candidates to be elected later. But it was a pity that Lao Jiang of the Ministry of Civil Affairs died.
This guy has a pair of extremely dexterous hands and is known as the Tang Dynasty Hall because he can store the locations of the mountains and rivers of the Tang Dynasty in his mind. The mountain and river maps he made by himself are treasures, and there is one in Yunchu's home.
Seeing Lao Jiang's bulging eyes, Yun Chu's heart felt cold. It seemed that there was no way he could complete the microscopic model map he wanted him to make.
After turning over Lao Jiang's body, Yun Chu finally understood the reason for this guy's bulging eyes. The back of his head had collapsed. Without even looking, he could tell that he had been beaten with a copper hammer. Gray brains were flowing from the back of his neck.
He went down, blocked by his belt, and filled his back with brains.
This stuff was priceless when Lao Jiang was alive, but now, even if it is fed to dogs, the dogs won’t eat it.
The reason why these people died here was just to use Yun Chu's power in the hope of escaping the disaster. As a result, neither the rebels nor Baiqisi were willing to give Yun Chu this face.
The door was broken, the windows were broken, even the tables and chairs were broken, and Yunchu's favorite tea sets and red clay stoves were smashed everywhere.
Seeing the tragic situation in his small yard, Yun Chu's heart was like a flat lake, unable to bear any trouble.
There is nothing important here. The important things are all in the small courtyard over there at the Imperial Medical Office. There are also many strange medical instruments made for him by Gong Zao, which cannot be damaged.
He hurried to the Imperial Medical Office and found Lao He sitting at the door of the Imperial Medical Office with a golden sword. His whole body looked blue and motionless. Yun Chu felt nervous and was worried that Lao He would also die.
When I looked closer, I saw that this guy was still alive, but his whole body was frozen. When he saw Yun Chu coming over, two tears of blood suddenly flowed out of his expressionless eyes.
Yun Chu quickly took out the jug and poured a sip of wine into his mouth. After this sip of strong wine, Lao He seemed to come to life all of a sudden. He looked at Yun Chu and opened his mouth. It looked like he was crying, but
No sound could be made.
Yun Chu took off his cloak and wrapped Lao He up, then carried him into the Imperial Medical Office, which was empty.
Arriving at a temporary ward, Yun Chu asked the clerks to light a fire. He wrapped a few more layers of quilts around Lao He and quickly boiled some hot soup.
Looking at the environment of the Imperial Medical Office, there seems to be no rioters here, and the houses look very orderly.
Yun Chu took off his sword and put it on the table. He had no intention of looking at the losses elsewhere. Looking at them too much would only make people irritated.
I went to Lao He's office and found two hard-frozen eggs and a jar of icing sugar. I peeled off the egg skins and threw the eggs into the kettle. I grabbed two handfuls of icing sugar and threw them into the kettle. I sat on the fire and was quiet.
Waiting for the water to boil.
Lao He was lying on the bed, covered with five or six quilts. He was extremely sleepy but did not dare to sleep. Even if his eyelids were closed for a moment, they would open immediately and he would not calm down until he saw Yun Chu.
There was a continuous sound in the kettle, which was like the water was about to boil. He wanted to comfort Lao He, but didn't know where to start. Yun Chu simply stopped talking and tried to keep his figure in Lao He's place.
In a narrow field of vision.
When the water boiled, the frozen eggs turned into egg drop soup. Yunchu poured the sweet soup out of the kettle, let it dry for a while, then grabbed the bowl and poured it into Lao He's belly bit by bit.
The flames in the stove were fierce, the room was small, and the temperature rose quickly. There was finally a little color on Old He Qing's face.
"It's okay. Go to sleep quietly and everything will be fine when you wake up."
Lao He's mouth moved a few times, and he suddenly said to Yun Chu intermittently: "This... once... you... don't admire... I... you can't... admire me..."
Yun Chu had already thought of the reason, and pointed his thumb at Lao He and said: "There is no way, you have done the job. This time, I admire you so much."
Perhaps Yunchu's praise had an effect, and Lao He spoke much more fluently.
"In the midst of the rebels... I was sitting at the gate... telling those bastards that if they dare to enter the Imperial Medical Office, the old immortal, General Yun will definitely cut them into pieces, and they will not dare to come in.
That bastard Ruichun wanted to come in for inspection, but Zhou Xing dragged him away."
Yun Chu raised his thumb again and said, "Who doesn't know that you, Mr. He, are also a hero who fought out of thousands of troops?"
Lao He said proudly: "I locked them all in the pharmacy and didn't allow them to come out. I was worried that the rebels would destroy the Imperial Medical Office, so I came out to face them myself."
Yun Chu poured another bowl of sweet soup from the kettle and poured it down for Lao He. He continued to praise him: "If there is someone who prevents you from being promoted to the Imperial Medical Office this time, that person must be my enemy."
Lao He smiled and said: "I don't need your recommendation this time. I have the order of the Imperial Medical Office at my fingertips."
Yun Chu laughed and said, "How does it feel to be promoted without relying on power and only relying on one's own merit?"
Lao He's stiff limbs could finally move, and he raised his hand and said: "Who else is in the position of the Imperial Medical Office Order? Oh, no, go to the medicine store and let them out. When I went in, there was nothing to eat."
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Yun Chu smiled and said: "There are too many edible things in the medicine storehouse. Even if you use ginseng to carry it, you can carry it for ten days and a half. As for letting them out, you have to go."
"Then give me a massage to clear my muscles and let me stand up quickly."
In the past, it was Lao He who massaged Yun Chu, who had practiced martial arts, to clear his muscles and veins. This time, it was Yun Chu's turn to massage Lao He. Without any hesitation, Yun Chu took off Lao He's clothes, leaving only
He put on a pair of trousers, poured some antiseptic on the plate, lit it, and then dipped his hands into the flames and rubbed Lao He's body vigorously. As long as his body temperature came up, the coldness in his body could be drawn out.
"For ten days, I stood at the door of the Imperial Medical Office for three days, sat for three days and lay down for three days. When I almost couldn't stand it anymore, you came, Junhou, what on earth happened."
Although blue flames suddenly lit up and extinguished on his body, Lao He was in an unprecedented good mood and began to ask Yun Chu about the causes and consequences of the accident.
"The emperor believes that many of the officials in Chang'an have alienated themselves from the imperial court, so they need to be cleaned up."
Yun Chu said it very easily, but Lao He was stunned when he heard Yun Chu's words. The smile on his face immediately dissipated and he said after a long time: "There are some bad people who can ignore the life and death of good people?
Alas, I can see that these days, no one can trust us except ourselves."
Lao He, who had just gone through the alternation of hot and cold, was in burning pain all over his body. However, he still put on a new official uniform with the help of Yun Chu regardless of it, and went to the medicine warehouse to rescue his colleagues in the Imperial Medical Department. This was Lao He's highlight moment.
Yunchu didn't plan to follow.
Passing through the Imperial Medical Office and walking two hundred meters to the west is the small courtyard of Mr. Huang of the Gongmen Bureau.
The door was open, and Yun Chu saw at a glance the gray-haired Old Huang lying in the yard, with seven or eight crossbow arrows stuck in his body, while Old Huang's saber was thrown away seven or eight meters away.
He is no longer the director of the Gongmen Bureau. He was beaten to death in his early years. Because he gave birth to a few more children and wanted to leave more wealth for the children, he ignored his elders and begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother and continued to work in the Gongmen Bureau.
I went on a small errand, and I’m afraid only Huang himself knows how many stares and sarcasm he endured during this period.
Now, no one knows anymore, because Huang is dead.
Lao Huang died in the yard, and there were three young men lying in the room. They died kneeling on the ground. Even when they were dead, they knelt up straight. Judging from their faces, they should be Lao Huang's sons. They all belonged to the Gongmen Bureau.
From the uniform of the officer, it seemed that Old Huang had used the most sincere words he said to him back then.
I died in the battle in the courtyard, but my sons hid in the house and were killed as easily as chickens.
Yun Chu couldn't figure out why Lao Huang wanted to get married like that and have those children, so that Lao Huang, who used to live a happy life and was a heroic man, became such a pitiful creature now.
Yun Chu stepped on the fallen leaves and walked back and forth in the yard twice. Finally, he sighed and said to the officials: "Send their bodies back home..."