Chapter 9 — Bowl of Noodles Save the Lungs

The moment she saw Tham Van Am step through the palace gate, she went completely crazy. "Tham Van Am, you scoundrel!" "Do you think you've won? Even if I die, I have to bury you with you!" She suddenly pulled a dagger from her sleeve and madly rushed towards Tham Van Am. I instinctively blocked in front of Tham Van Am, but Tham Van Am used force to push me aside, waved his hand and grabbed Concubine Dieu Quy's wrist holding the knife. Only hearing a crunching sound, Dieu Quy Phi let out a miserable scream, her wrist was broken. Tham Van Am leaned close to her ear, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear. "Dieu, do you know how people deal with traitors on the battlefield?" Dieu Quy was trembling in pain, unable to speak. Tham Van Am spit out the words clearly: "Five horses dismembered." "However, you can rest assured, this palace will not let you die so happily. You want to burn this palace alive, want to kill this palace's people, want to harm this palace's brother." "This debt, this palace will force you to pay little by little." She loosened her grip, Dieu Quy Phi fell limply on the ground, like a pile of mud. dilute. Three days later, the results of the jury were out. Dieu Sung was accused of treason, the crime was clearly evidenced, and the three clans were convicted. Concubine Dieu Quy participated in plotting to murder the Queen, forced her to commit suicide, set fire to evil deeds, combined many crimes to punish her, and executed her with a decisive beheading. Above the execution ground, people gathered together to watch, crowded like ants, and a crowded sea of people. The moment Concubine Dieu Quy was taken to the beheading stage, she no longer had the same arrogant and arrogant aura as before. Her hair was messy, her eyes were dull, her mouth was muttering something endlessly. I stood in the crowd, watching her kneel under the execution platform. Right before the second the blade slashed, she suddenly raised her head, as if suddenly awake for a moment, glancing at me standing in the distance. She recognized me, her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something. The blade was clamped down, I immediately turned around and walked away, not wanting to look back anymore. The stream of comments gently flew by: [It's over.] [Good and evil eventually have evil rewards, God never spares anyone.] [Wait, there's still one person who hasn't been accounted for — Zhu Duc Hai!] When Zhu Duc Hai was brought up, he was so scared that he lost control of his urine. He is the number one effective henchman of Dieu Quy Phi's side. The arson incident at the cold palace was caused by him personally dousing the oil. Thu Hoa was personally arrested and tortured, the torture Tham Van Am had to endure in the prison was also done by him alone. Tham Van Am sat on the Queen's throne, staring at him from a towering height. "Chu Duc Hai, what do you have to say?" Chu Duc Hai repeatedly banged his head like pounding garlic, his forehead bleeding: "The lady spared her life, the lady spared her life, the slaves were all forced by Dieu Thi." "Forced?" Tham Van Am grinned, "This palace did not expect that forcing people can also force out many tricks." That's how cunning it is.” She gently lifted her hand, and two eunuchs immediately brought up a large pot of burning charcoal and a barrel of tung oil. Chu Duc Hai saw that barrel of crude oil, his expression instantly turned pale. "That night, how much oil did you squirt, today you squirt that much yourself." Tham Van Am's voice was extremely calm, "If one drop is missing, this palace will order someone to use a finger of yours to cover it up to replace it." Chu Duc Hai collapsed to the ground, his whole body trembling, he could not get up no matter what. The eunuchs next to him helped him stand up and stuffed a barrel of oil into his hands. He trembled and poured the oil into the fire basin, his hands shaking so much that he could not aim at the rim of the basin, splashing all over the ground. Tham Van Am looked at me: “To Duong, you

replace him.” I was stunned, then immediately understood what she meant. This is Tham Van Am giving me a chance to vent my anger. The night Chu Duc Hai took his men and rushed straight into the cold palace, using his sword to point at me and Tham Van Am, he probably couldn't have dreamed that this day would come. I stepped forward, took the barrel of tung oil, calmly and steadily poured it into the fire basin. The fiercely burning fire soared high, illuminating Chu Duc Hai's pale white face and nose. "Chu Cong Cong," I said softly, "The eight black-shirted men you brought with you that night are now gathered in the underworld waiting for you." Chu Duc Hai screamed in pain, making a high-pitched, terrifying sound, then fainted. Originally, Tham Van Am intended to burn him, but at this moment he had no choice but to wave his hand and say: "Pull it down, deal with it according to the rules." The eunuchs dragged Chu Duc Hai away. Later I heard that he was exiled to look after the royal mausoleum to do hard labor. Every day he used the white bones of the dead as companions. In less than three months, he went crazy, then jumped straight into the burial pit of the royal mausoleum. The comments flowed by: [This ending is so pleasing to the hearts of people!] [Returning someone's religion to you, it's so venting!] [All the villains are flying to the ground, each one is more cruel than the last, happy!]12After the fall of the Dieu family, news of victory continuously spread like snowflakes flooding the capital.