The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

"This can't be rushed."

Hua Mingqiao realized that he had acted too hastily. This niece-in-law had just arrived in Beiling and must be very tired. "You have a good night's rest first. I will inform Brother Tang that you have arrived in Beiling."

Ye Zelin nodded.

Hua Mingqiao immediately went to deliver the news.

"Auntie, Fu Shu is very good to Yue Zheng. She often teaches Yue Zheng how to read. Now Yue Zheng knows more than a thousand characters." Ye Zelin told Yue Zheng's current situation.

Huo Linglong and Hua Mingqiao's parents were far away in the north. Even if he and Hua Fushu sent a letter soon to inform them of Yue Zheng's current situation, Huo Linglong and Hua Mingqiao would still be in Yue Zheng all the time.

Huo Linglong said gratefully, "Thank you and your eldest niece for your hard work this year. Help us take care of Yue Zheng."

"It's not hard, Yue Zheng is very well-behaved and sensible, and easy to take care of." Ye Zelin said, after getting along with him for a year, he regarded Yue Zheng as his biological brother.

"Fu Shu and I don't have children yet. Taking care of Yue Zheng is just a matter of gaining experience. When we have children in the future, we won't be in a hurry." He smiled lightly.

Huo Linglong put down the rag in her hand, stood up, and bowed deeply to Ye Zelin, "General Ye, Huo Linglong would like to thank you and my eldest niece."

"General Huo, you're welcome." Ye Zelin returned the courtesy.

Huo Linglong smiled and said, "Eldest niece-in-law, don't call me General Huo. I am no longer General Huo."

Ten years ago, she was a female general who commanded the Northern Border Army.

Ten years later, she will be just Huo Linglong of the Huo family.

Ye Zelin changed his words, "Auntie."

"The room next door is ready. You've been on the road for so long, so go and rest first."

Ye Zelin exited the room and went to the next room. When he lay on the quilt, the fatigue all over his body was relaxed at this moment.

He closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

Jingli, the General's Mansion.

The lights in Guanju Pavilion were brightly lit, and Hua Fushu listened to Sanqiao's report, "Girl, there is a letter from Qinzhou. Yin Jiujiu and the others have begun to secretly enter Beijing in batches."

"very good."

Hua Fushu held a silver needle with her fingertips. With a wave of her hand, the silver needle was nailed directly into the sandalwood screen not far away. "Tokyo will soon undergo a change. What we should do Ready to start."

"Pretty!"

She looked at the silver needles that were nailed to the screen impartially, and admired her skills even more. "By the way, when will Yin Jiujiu arrive in Tokyo?"

Sanqiao said, "Calculate the distance, we should arrive in two or three days."

Hua Fushu picked up another silver needle and shot it out, "Qiao'er, tell me how Nie Huaixin came up with the idea of ​​assassinating the commander of the Forbidden Army. This is a great idea, but it's easy to scare the snake away, but at this time, you can't do it. It’s no longer important to alert the enemy.”

Hua Fushu is now very clear about the situation of Ye Zelin and the others. This calm but actually turbulent war has entered the final stage of the decisive battle.

If one arm of King Qinghe is one hundred thousand northern lions, then his other arm is Zhang Huai, the commander of the Imperial Army.

The commander of the imperial army controls all the imperial troops in the palace, but Zhang Huai belongs to King Qinghe, which means that King Qinghe has controlled the entire palace. As long as King Qinghe gives an order, he can rush into the palace at any time and force His Majesty to abdicate.

Nie Huaixin's idea was to assassinate Zhang Huai and let His Majesty regain control of the Forbidden Army.

For this reason, Nie Huaixin approached Hua Fushu, hoping that Hua Fushu could help.

Nie Huaixin is Ye Zelin's good friend. Both of them want to get rid of King Qinghe for His Majesty and support King Qin on the throne. Hua Fushu can naturally help, and she has been dragged into the situation by His Majesty in the palace. Can she not help?

Hua Fushu brought Yin Jiujiu to the capital to help Nie Huaixin assassinate Zhang Huai.

It has to be said that Ye Zelin and Nie Huaixin are really good friends. They even have the same ideas. One wants to change the ownership of the Northern Army, and the other wants to kill the commander of the Forbidden Army.

"I will deliver a letter to Mr. Nie tomorrow and tell him that Yin Jiujiu is arriving in the capital soon."

Hua Fushu stopped Sanqiao and said, "No, wait until Yin Jiujiu arrives in the capital and tell Nie Huaixin that there have been a lot of people following our house recently, so it would be better not to leave the house as much as possible."

Sanqiao immediately understood Hua Fushu's intention, "I would like to ask Side and Nanxing to pay more attention to this, so as not to let anyone peep into anything."

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to you to handle the matter. The house should also be careful and don't let any cats or dogs sneak in easily, which will be detrimental to the people in the house." Hua Fushu simply explained to Sanqiao.

Sanqiao Fushen said, "Please save me, slave. I promise to keep an eye on our house so that not a single fly can come in."

Two days later, Yin Jiujiu arrived in the capital as scheduled.

Five days later, Zhang Huai, the commander of the Forbidden Army, was stabbed to death in a teahouse.

After Zhang Huai was buried, His Majesty Zhao Zixu asked Jun Shouyi, the deputy commander of the Forbidden Army, to take over the post of commander of the Forbidden Army and take charge of the Forbidden Army.

When this matter reached the ears of King Qinghe, he smiled instead of being angry. Zhao Zixu thought that by getting rid of Zhang Huai and letting Jun Shouyi take over as the commander of the Forbidden Army and take charge of the Forbidden Army, he would be able to control the Forbidden Army. Little did he know that everything was as he expected.

Because Jun Shouyi was also his, and the Forbidden Army was still under his control.

That night, King Qinghe had a rare dream.

He dreamed of the late emperor, his compatriot and brother.

It's spring in the Royal Garden, with flowers blooming and butterflies dancing.

A ten-year-old boy in brocade clothes was whipping a boy of his own age with a whip. The boy who was whipped was ragged and covered in bruises.

The huge imperial garden was filled with the painful wails of the beaten boy, the proud laughter of the boy in brocade clothes, and the sarcasm and excitement of the onlookers.

"Zhao Si, as long as you say loudly three times that you are a dog, I will consider letting you go."

The young man in brocade is his half-brother, and his biological mother, Concubine Xian, is his father's favorite woman.

"Don't even think about it!" Even if ten-year-old Zhao Si was beaten and humiliated like an animal, he would never compromise.

The young man in brocade came down with another whip, and there was another scar on Zhao Si's back.

"Xiaosi——"

Just when Zhao Si couldn't hold on anymore and closed his eyes to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in white clothes rushed over and protected him. He was whipped by the boy in brocade clothes.

"Brother!" Zhao Si looked at the boy in white shirt with wide eyes.

Just as he was about to ask his brother, his brother had already grabbed the whip that the young man in brocade swung at him again. He pulled hard and snatched the whip away.

Zhao Si watched as his brother whipped the young man in brocade clothes with a whip.

"Zhao Zhong, how dare you hit me!" The young man in brocade was furious, pointing at his brother and questioning him.

Then, Zhao Si saw his brother whip the boy in brocade again, "If you hit my brother, I will hit you."

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Let me capture them both!" The young man in brocade clothes commanded the palace people.

After receiving the order, a group of palace people swarmed forward, and the elder brother waved his whip, so that the palace people did not dare to come forward...