Ninety-ninth bowl of soup dream (2)
The barrenness and horror of the western border far exceeded their imagination. The poor mountains and rivers, the ammunition and the food were exhausted. Coming to this place was tantamount to seeking death, but they all held their breaths, thinking that one day they would return to the capital and get what they deserved. thing. If Song and Jin could not go back, the spirit of the late emperor would not be able to rest in peace!
After listening to the generous speeches of the two little old men, Qing Huan chuckled: "Xiaosheng knows, just stay."
When the two elders heard this, they were immediately overjoyed, and they exchanged names and surnames. Only then did Qing Huan learn that one of them was named Zhou and the other Fan, and everyone else called them Zhou Lao and Fan Lao. Women, but whose women would come to a place like Xijiang? Look at the gentle and handsome appearance of this young scholar, it seems that he comes from a high school, how can he be raised in this place in Xijiang. Besides, most of the women in this dynasty are delicate and gentle. Although this person is slender, he is full of heroism, knowledgeable and talented. He is probably young and indistinguishable from male and female beauty. It would be better if he grows up.
Soon, Qing Huan used her excellent personality charm to get along well with everyone around Song Jin. Everyone liked her as a gentle and funny young man, and the two elders even called her by her name affectionately.
Compared with the people in the west city who can't even eat grass roots and bark, the crude food in the palace is obviously better. Regardless of what they eat, it's good enough to be full. They knew what kind of place Xijiang was before they came, but the third prince has been dormant for many years and has great power. Still brought a lot of things, all belonged to the emperor's eldest grandson's mansion, the new emperor was generous, and let him take them all away with a wave of his hand. The original idea was to let the emperor's eldest grandson "suddenly die" on the way, but Song Jin did not expect If they are not dead, these treasures naturally do not belong to the new emperor.
The new emperor, who has spent a lot of money for so many years, is probably bleeding in his heart.
Three days later, the king of Xijiang woke up. His wound has completely stopped bleeding and has begun to scab, but the poison is still there, and Qing Huan still needs to stay and take care of him. He opened his eyes when she was feeling his pulse, he was probably a little confused, Song Jin stared at her for a long time, until Qing Huan was about to take off the golden needle, only then did he notice that he had woken up: "My lord is awake? "She quickly went to call the elders. Elder Zhou and Elder Fan were waiting outside for her to finish the injection, but they heard her say that the prince had woken up. They were overjoyed, and when they came in, they really woke up!
Only then did Song Jin take his eyes away from Qing Huan, his complexion was still pale, and his thin lips were still slightly bruised: "Elder Lao is worried."
"What is the prince talking about, this is what we should do!"
They had already negotiated on the way here, since the new emperor asked him to be the prince, then they will treat him as the real king of Xijiang, and what will happen in the future? Wait until the future, the immediate crisis will always pass, and if he is not The eldest grandson of Huang, who is protected and cared by the emperor's grandfather, is now in danger. If he does not live up to his expectations, no matter how many capable people and virtuous ministers he has, it will not be enough.
Others don't know what Song Jin was thinking, but Qing Huan felt that he should be a little redundant here. Song Jin just woke up, and he should have something to discuss with his own people. But as soon as she took a step, she heard Song Jin's slightly hoarse voice: "This is..."
"This is Young Master Meng. He was the one who saved you, my lord. Without him, the old minister and the others really don't know what to do!" Elder Zhou was so sad that he almost shed tears as he spoke.
Old Fan's eyes were also red, probably because he thought of Song Jin lying on the bed before and was about to die. He told Song Jin: "Young Master Meng is our great benefactor, lord, we must repay your kindness, and we cannot be such ruthless people!"
This is ruthless and unrighteous, naturally scolding the one who is sitting on the dragon chair now.
"...Thank you."
Qing Huan received the thank you, and said with a smile: "I won't bother you guys anymore, the prince still needs to rest and recuperate, let the prince rest as soon as the second elder finishes talking, and I'll go see if the medicine is ready."
When Qing Huan left, Mr. Fan gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you do that! The poison on that arrow would not only kill people, but even if they were rescued in time, they would also be useless. If it hadn't been for meeting this little Meng Young master, we have no future to speak of!"
Song Jin asked softly: "He saved me?"
"Yeah, the older you are, the more experience you have. I see that the doctors in the west city are all quack doctors! After seeing your wound, they yelled that it couldn't be healed, and the knife holder began to beg for mercy on the neck. None of them were hurt. Young master is capable and courageous!" Elder Zhou said indignantly, then lowered his voice. "My lord, this person is young and promising, and has a lot of wisdom and knowledge. If he can use it for his own use, it will be a great help."
This is the real reason why they racked their brains to keep Qing Huan. Taking care of the prince is just one of them. The most important thing is that they want Qing Huan to be a counselor in Song and Jin Dynasties. Great doctor, they will be able to relax a lot in the future.
Song Jin nodded: "When I recover from my injury, I will personally ask him to help me."
As a monarch, one must be able to respect the virtuous and the corporal, and he is not ashamed to ask his subordinates. The two elders, Zhou and Fan, were very satisfied, nodded and said: "You don't have to worry about it now, the most important thing at present is to take good care of your body. You are still young, so don't suffer from any illnesses." Come."
After that, Song Jin drank bitter medicine for another month before he was finally allowed to get out of bed and walk. In fact, his legs are still a little weak, but he must be a strong man, and he will never let others see that he needs support even when he walks. After lying on the bed for so long, he really doesn't want to stay any longer.
Yeye closed his eyes, and all he could think of was the events in the capital. He could not even see the emperor's grandfather for the last time before he was driven to the western border by the third emperor.
Do you think this will break him
impossible.
One day, he will go back and let that person pay back what he owes with interest.
Song Jin was in a daze when someone knocked on the table in front of him suddenly, and when he looked up, it was Qing Huan. Holding a bowl of soup in her hand, she stared at him: "What's wrong, my lord, haven't you drunk the first bowl of medicine yet? Look, there's no heat left."
Song Jin woke up like a dream, apologized quickly, then drank it down, and took the second bowl. He drank medicine once in the morning and evening, two bowls at a time, and set aside an hour to soak in the medicine bath at noon. Although he doesn't know medicine and has never seen Qing Huan's treatment method, his body is indeed recovering rapidly, even healthier and stronger than before the injury. So Song Jin is very grateful to Qing Huan, and he also admires this beautiful young man very much.
It looks weak, but it is so strong that no one can beat it. Now his subordinates have to ask the young man for advice on two tricks every day. Song Jin really hopes that he will get better soon, and he can also learn from Qing Huan, so that he doesn't have to watch other people being repaired by him and be greedy.
"My lord, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Fan told me today that they wanted to keep me here to serve my lord."
Song Jin was stunned: "He, they said?" Why is the little old man like this! Obviously he has explained this matter, he will say it himself!
How did Song Jin know that he didn't tell Qing Huan after such a long time, and the two elders thought that he was embarrassed, after all, he saved you for free, and you can't give him anything, so he should stay and help you. It's too unreasonable-you know that they basically have nothing now, and it must be very difficult to succeed, but this young idler and wild crane obviously prefers a life of wanton wandering. How about this! The wicked will do it!
So the loyal courtiers of Song and Jin discussed it and agreed that they should keep Young Master Meng, so that they would no longer have to worry about the prince's health in the future, and even their lives would be guaranteed! Where can such a good thing be found? !
After a month of getting along, Song Jin and Qing Huan had a very happy conversation, quite speculative. Song Jin trusted her very much when he saw her for the first time, and it was strange that he didn't want her to work too hard to be him. It is inevitable that the counselors will not be too safe. So in his heart, he kept silent all the time, maybe because he wanted to protect her.
"Yes." Qing Huan put away the finished medicine bowl. "My lord, guess what my answer is?"
She had already got up and left, but Song Jin became nervous: "What, what?"
Qing Huan walked to the door and smiled slightly: "I promise, in the future, I am willing to be the prince and do the work of a dog and a horse."
Song Jin sat in front of the table for a long time before he punched the table and smiled.
"Hiss..."
The table was still too hard after all.
Ever since Qing Huan agreed to stay, the people in the house have called him Mr. Meng since he was young, and she answered them all without changing her complexion. What's wrong with Mr. Ye Sheng? She just looks small. I'm used to it. I'm older than all these people combined in my bones. Not to mention my husband, even my ancestors can afford it.
As Song Jin's health improved, they also began to think of ways to solve the current situation in Xijiang. Mr. Zhou has verified that there are 200,000 troops in Xijiang, but Xijiang is still harassed by Hu people every year. If Hu people appear on Xicheng Street, the people of the Zhou Dynasty will immediately kneel down in fright without daring to turn their heads. He waited for them to pass by before he dared to get up.
What made the barbarian dare to be so arrogant? What do these 200,000 troops eat
Qing Huan does not recommend that Song Jin surrender to the new emperor. Once he surrenders and revolts, it will be treason, but that seat should belong to him, so it is better to seek wealth and wealth, and fight hard to win the 200,000 Western Frontier Army , based on this, outflank and gradually erode from the border area of the Zhou Dynasty.