My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 577: Letting the old man off easy

Chapter 577: Letting the old man off easy

First it was Physician Pang who died peacefully, then it was Physician Qian who died in the embrace of a woman, and both of these individuals were Imperial Physicians responsible for treating Deng Mo.

Emperor Ming naturally believed that all this couldn’t possibly be a coincidence!

“Did the people from the prison department, who was guarding Physician Qian, notice anything unusual?” Emperor Ming asked solemnly.

As Deng Mo’s symptoms became more and more serious, and after the accident happened to Physician Pang, even though he did not find any suspicious clues, the cautious Emperor Ming still sent people to secretly protect the safety of the other Physicians.

If there was anything suspicious about Physician Qian’s death, the prison department must have discovered something.

However, the results disappointed him greatly.

Bing Mian shook his head, “From the palace to Physician Qian’s residence, the Prison Department has been providing covert protection. Even during Physician Qian’s intimacy with his wife, they kept watch on the roof. The cause of death was indeed a sudden wind, and there was nothing suspicious about it”.

“Absurd!” Emperor Ming rose from his seat, anger written all over his face, “Two Imperial Physicians died one after the other, both of whom were usually in charge of Chief Deng’s treatments.” 

“Are you telling me that this is a coincidence? Do you believe that? What good is your prison department? Is it possible that if I die in a concubine’s chamber one day, history will record it as a death by sudden wind?”

Emperor Ming paced the study and continued, “Have the Physicians found anything unusual?”

Bing Mian bowed his head and replied, “The cause of Physician Qian’s death was the conclusion reached by the group of Imperial Physicians.”

“Trash, They’re all trash!” Emperor Ming flicked his right hand and the memorial on the desk fell to the floor.

At that moment, Eunuch Li spoke: “Your Majesty, this old servant has an idea.”

“Speak!”

‘The bodies of Physician Pang and Physician Qian are still here. Since none of the royal Physicians have found anything unusual, why not let others take a look? Perhaps they will discover something.”

“What kind of suggestion is that? The Imperial Physicians in the Imperial City are the most skilled in the medical arts. If they couldn’t figure it out, how could others…”

Emperor Ming stopped suddenly, realising Eunuch Li’s intention, “You want that boy to examine the bodies again?”

“Exactly, Your Majesty.”

Emperor Ming thought for a moment before saying, ‘Very well, do as you suggest. Bing Mian, starting tomorrow, you will be responsible for Qin Feng’s safety. If anything happens to him, I’ll hold you responsible!”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

…

The next day, Qin Feng left the Qin residence early in the morning and headed to the Demon Slaying Department in the Imperial City.

Checking on Chief Deng’s condition was one aspect, while urgently reporting on last night’s attack was another.

But he didn’t notice a graceful figure following closely behind him.

The Demon Slaying Department was located by the Nine Bend River, and Qin Feng already knew the route.

As he walked along the Nine-Bend River, he suddenly stopped and caught sight of a familiar figure on the riverbank.

With white hair and a black beard, the old man was still fishing here. Could it be that he never left?

This time, Qin Feng decided not to approach him and disturb him, instead heading straight for the Demon Slaying Department.

However, when their figures crossed, he couldn’t help but take another look. ‘Indeed, just an ordinary person with a white aura, no cultivation base, but why would he dare to fish here…’

Shaking his head, Qin Feng stopped thinking about it.

The old man’s fishing rod twitched slightly, causing ripples on the surface of the river. He sighed, “To think that he has grasped three points of Extreme Intent, he is really a good seedling for practicing martial arts.” 

“It’s a pity that he chose to follow the Dao Lineage of the Literature Saint, letting that old fellow of the Heavenly Tower off easy.”

With that, the old man looked sideways, the willow branches swaying and the willow fuzz floating in the air.

As the words fell, the old man slightly glanced sideways, the willow branches by the river swayed, and the willow flakes fluttered.

A beautiful figure in white clothes flashed past in the spring breeze, and a light whisper dispersed with the wind.

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, “The younger generation are indeed formidable, unafraid of demons and gods.”

…

Zhan Qingfeng wasn’t on duty at the East Gate today. Upon seeing Qin Feng’s arrival, he warmly accepted the role of a guide.

After all, this was a wealthy patron for him. With just a small tip, he could enjoy himself for a month. Of course, he had to treat him well.

The Demon Slaying Department of the Imperial City was huge. With Zhan Qingfeng leading the way, Qin Feng soon found himself at the top of a tall pavilion, facing Chief Deng Mo.

At that moment, the latter was gazing to the east, seemingly lost in thought.

Curious, Qin Feng asked from afar, “What is Chief Deng looking at?”

Zhan Qingfeng sighed, “Chief Deng is looking towards the Eastern Domain. Remember how I told you earlier that Chief Deng’s temper isn’t very good? That’s because his heart has always been on the battlefield in the Eastern Domain, not in the Imperial City.”

“But Brother Qin, I really don’t understand. Nowadays, there are hardly any demon disasters in the Eastern Domain, and Chief Deng’s body is not as robust as it was decades ago. Why can’t he calm down?”

Qin Feng did not react and suddenly coughed a few times.

This was because Deng Mo, who had been looking into the distance, suddenly lowered his head. The scars on his face made his already fierce expression even more menacing.

Only then did Qin Feng remember that with Chief Deng’s strength, this distance was meaningless to him.

Surely, Chief Deng must have heard Zhan Qingfeng’s words just now!

“Brother Qin, what’s wrong? Did a willow catkin blow into your nose?” 

Qin Feng squinted and continued to warn.

Zhan Qingfeng suddenly realised, “It’s not in the nose, did it fly into your eyes? But why aren’t you talking? Is your throat uncomfortable?” 

“Ah, you’ve thrown me off track. I’ve forgotten where we left off. Oh, right, if I were Chief Deng, I would retire from the front lines and live out my remaining years in Imperial City.” 

“I bet even sleeping would make me laugh. I really don’t understand what’s going on in Chief Deng’s head. Does he find the battlefield so amusing?”

“Brother Qin, do you think it’s because Lord Deng is alone that he’s long forgotten about life and death? No, I must hurry and save enough money to marry a beautiful woman. I can’t end up like Chief Deng.”

“End up like me?” An indifferent voice sounded from behind.

Turning around, Zhan Qingfeng said, “Of course not… like you.”

Looking at Chief Deng in front of him, Zhan Qingfeng shivered all over. When did Chief Deng arrive here? Could it be that he overheard the conversation just now?

Qin Feng shook his head. He had already given the warning, so he had done his duty.

“I remember that you’re supposed to guard the East Gate for ten days every month, right? Didn’t you recently ask for that time to be reduced?” Deng Mo asked Zhan Qingfeng.

“Indeed, Chief Deng.”

“Then from today, you will guard the East Gate for twenty days a month, day and night, without objection?” Deng Mo said calmly, without any emotion in his tone.

“I… understand,” Zhan Qingfeng replied with a bitter expression and bowed before taking his leave.

Deng Mo turned to Qin Feng and smiled as he asked, “Why do you have time to come here today? Could it be that you have some extra gunpowder and want to help the Demon Slaying Department?”

Qin Feng clenched his fists and replied directly, “In the name of Emperor Ming, I have come to treat Chief Deng’s injuries.”