Unlimited Resources: Raising a Minister with a Space Supermarket-Chapter 552 - 486: Sewing Wedding Clothes for Others
Su Jingchen sent He Jian out to find the doctor. When He Jian stepped out of the county government, he realized that since the Linzhou Prince had retreated to Yangcheng, those who had held out hope for him no longer dared to wait and see. The streets were bustling with people fleeing towards the South City Gate.
He Jian happened to spot Doctor Jin and his daughter in the crowd, so he stopped them and brought them to the county government.
Doctor Jin’s medical skills were among the best in Yangcheng. If even Doctor Jin couldn’t treat the prince’s illness, the other doctors in Yangcheng would likely be helpless too.
Like some others, Doctor Jin harbored hope for the Linzhou Prince, believing the Hu people were incapable of capturing Linzhou City. Confidently waiting for the news of their defeat proved futile when Linzhou unexpectedly fell, prompting Doctor Jin to decide to flee with his family.
Yet unexpectedly, he was stopped by He Jian midway; reluctantly, he had to let others go ahead while he stayed to treat the Linzhou Prince.
Jin Shourou, worried about her father, insisted on staying to assist him, remaining by his side.
Doctor Jin cautiously lifted Jun Mobai’s face and took one look at his complexion. Jun Mobai’s face was ashen, his lips purple; Doctor Jin’s heart trembled. How unfortunate for him to have been seen by He Jian!
If he couldn’t save the Linzhou Prince, what good could come to him?
Doctor Jin felt increasingly alarmed as he checked Jun Mobai’s pulse.
Fu Qing saw Doctor Jin’s changeable expression and hurriedly asked, "How is it? Is there hope for the Prince?"
Doctor Jin barely nodded, "The Prince’s life is not in danger, but his body has been ravaged by poison, leaving him likely plagued by illness in the future, living as a medicine-dependent invalid. Even as an invalid, he would require expensive medicines to survive. Were these symptoms seen in common folk, they would simply await death. Despite Jun Mobai’s nobility, his body may become a burden to his family."
But these words, Doctor Jin dared not speak; he wanted to quickly treat the Linzhou Prince and leave to catch up with his family.
Doctor Jin did not notice his daughter’s astonished gaze upon seeing Jun Mobai.
As Doctor Jin spoke to Qi Yunfan, Fu Qing was distraught, pounding his chest in frustration—who was the cunning knave that plotted against their Prince?
The Hu people, within their retreating ranks, surely hid Hu spies!
As a nomadic people, each Hu was proficient in archery, yet in their retreating formation, the archers were at the rear, making it unlikely a spy was among them.
Fu Qing’s mind was troubled. He couldn’t fathom how the culprit could accurately shoot in the dead of night.
Fu Qing shared his analysis with Su Jingchen, hoping Su Jingchen could help root out the spy.
"Aside from the archers, do the guards around the Prince carry bows?" Su Jingchen asked Fu Qing.
Fu Qing realized the implication in Su Jingchen’s words and was shocked, "There are, but they are all trusted aides who’ve followed the Prince for years, all trustworthy."
"The assassin is among them. As for who it is, I suspect Fu Qing knows better than I do," Su Jingchen confidently asserted.
Fu Qing sprang up from his chair, "Could it be An Kuiquan is merely pretending loyalty to our Prince?"
Fu Qing stormed into the courtyard and noticed An Ning and An Le were absent from the guards, angrily demanding, "Where are An Ning and An Le?"
Fu Dong replied, "At dawn, they left saying they knew a famous doctor in Yangcheng to seek treatment for the Prince!"
An enraged Fu Qing kicked Fu Dong away, "Useless! Didn’t I tell you to look after those twins? Is this how you watch over them?"
"Cousin, could it be that the ones who attempted to assassinate the Prince were them?" Fu Dong was aghast.
An Ning and An Le were commanders at the Northern Border, sons of He Jian’s deputy An Kuiquan. An Kuiquan was our Prince’s person from years ago, so An Ning and An Le naturally belonged to him.
How is it possible? How could it be?
An Kuiquan was our Prince’s plant beside Li Guangpu, and he knew the location of our Prince’s private troops. If he had any ill intent towards the Prince, the Prince’s head would have already rolled.
The Fu brothers’ analysis led them to agree that An Ning and An Le, outwardly obeying their father, were secretly allied with Li Guangpu.
"His own sons won’t share the same mind with their father—what could be the reason?" Fu Dong cursed.
"Forget the reason, send people immediately to hunt those little scoundrels down and avenge our Prince!" Fu Qing’s heart was cold with grief.
Their Prince’s great influence had waned!
If An Ning and An Le were united with Li Guangpu, then surely An Kuiquan had been exposed to Li Guangpu long ago?
They had been so confident in their plans being foolproof, only to discover Li Guangpu, that old fox, had seen through everything, idly watching the fight from Jinzhou.
Fu Qing was filled with rage.
If he was this furious, the Prince would surely be even more so if he learned the truth.
Just as Fu Qing debated whether to tell Jun Mobai the truth, Jun Mobai awoke.
Jun Mobai summoned Fu Qing alone.
Since his awakening, Jun Mobai could keenly sense the difference in his body compared to before—powerless, with a hidden ache from the wound on his back. If not for the poison on the arrow, a mere arrow would not have tormented him so.
While not his first wound, it was his most severe in years.
Fu Qing knew that if he lied to Jun Mobai, he might lose his trust. Better to tell him personally than let him find out elsewhere.
Jun Mobai was greatly shocked to learn An Ning and An Le were the traitors.
Was his self-believed perfect plan all these years just a joke to Li Guangpu?
Jun Mobai was filled with rage, spitting out blood, weakly sneering, "Ha... Li Guangpu, that old fox, he thinks he’s loyal yet unaware the new emperor has already picked his replacement.
This is also good, also good..."
Fu Qing worriedly asked Jun Mobai, "Prince, what do you plan to do next?"
Jun Mobai swallowed the blood, closed his eyes slightly, and did not speak.
In just a few years, Jun Mobai had managed to amass ten thousand troops in the straitened conditions of the Northern Border, thanks to his fifth uncle. Half of his troops were his uncle’s.
Jun Mobai had done all this under the banner of securing the kingdom for his uncle. Now, despite his myriad strategies, it all ends up benefiting others.
"Send Fu Dong quickly to Yu State; tell my fifth uncle that I may not be able to aid him anymore."
