At the end of the year, there are no herbs, and the wind is high and the hills are cracked.
Xia Jingcheng had already changed into winter clothes, and even Yu Jinnian, who was always lively, couldn't help but add an extra robe. Ji Hong's room was burned like a stove by Yu Jinnian all day long, causing Min Xuefei to go to him every now and then. When discussing matters, you can sweat all over your body. When he used to be in Xin'an County, Ji Hong was happy to help the young man run the court and beat his subordinates, but now he can't help the young man at all. Although he has received a pardon, he is too lazy to go out. what.
Min Xuefei came in with a killing spirit, looked around, was so shocked that he even forgot what he was going to say just now, and reached out to take the paper he wrote: "When did you become so rich, when did you set up these real estate shops? Even I don't know!"
"Bring it here." Ji Hongzhi wrote, "It's not for you to read."
Min Xuefei was not in a hurry to return it to him, but took a few careful glances, read it over and over again, and said curiously: "What are you writing here, don't you mean a betrothal gift list? Who are you going to give it to?" hire?"
Ji Hong didn't pick on him, just said: "You came to me early in the morning, I think it's a victory this time."
Min Xuefei was choked, and shivered like frost: "Which pot are you not opening?"
Although the Pagoda Temple is separated by a river from Zhongling City, it is actually quite a distance from the gate of Zhongling. The rebellious army stationed at the foot of Pagoda Mountain, with tens of thousands of people, joined Yan Chang's Yuedi Army in Miluan He fought fiercely for dozens of rounds, but he was evenly matched, and it didn't matter whether he won or lost.
The reason why Zhongling City became the accompanying capital is precisely because it is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The Miluan River is fast and deep, and there is only a wide stone bridge with one hundred and twenty pillars standing on it within a radius. The bridge made great contributions to guarding Zhongling City, so the locals call it "Jiangjun Bridge".
If you want to cross the river and attack the city, you must take this bridge.
The rebels were guarding the banks of the Miluan River, and the head of the General Bridge was brightly lit. Once thousands of arrows were fired at the bridgehead, it would be densely packed, like crows passing through the sky, and it was really impossible for one man to guard against one man.
In the previous few months, Min Xuefei had won countless victories on the western front. Even if he had a disadvantage, he would only suffer a small loss. Ji Hong once reminded him to be careful, and not to underestimate the enemy. He was not convinced, but he said that Ji Hong was too cautious. At this time, he was defeated on the battlefield of Miluanhe, and only then did he know that the Yan soldiers stationed in Zhongling City There is indeed something about Changqin Weijun.
Unlike the military generals on the western front who seem to be in harmony with each other, they are so brittle when touched.
Just seeing that Zhongling City is right in front of us, it has been more than a month since the rebellious army attacked the periphery of Zhongling, the Miluan River under his feet was bloody, and the reeds by the river were covered with red frost, but Min Xuefei couldn't move a single step Enter.
——His anger, which was suppressed with great difficulty just now by Miracle Doctor Yu with medicine and tea, has a faint tendency to turn back.
After fighting and retreating, retreating and fighting again, the bridge that can be completed in more than two hundred steps can not be attacked for a long time now. Min Xuefei had no good solution at the moment, he couldn't just waste time with them like this, so he had to withdraw his troops back to the other side of the river, build up the army for the time being, confront Yan Chang across the river, and leave Wei He to guard the camp.
Deputy General Wei He was originally a Zhonglang general of the Gyeonggi Garrison Army. He was somewhat related to the Min family. He was also a family of officials for many generations. Well-known. At present, the military generals in the court and the central government are not accepted, and when the emperor talks about calming the chaos, the court and the court are all hesitant. When choosing the deputy general, Min Xuefei saw that he was serious, smart and brave, so he resolutely made the decision, asked for instructions in the first batch, and directly ordered Wei He.
Little did he know that Wei He was also a secretive hot-tempered man, youthful and vigorous, holding his breath in his heart no less than Min Ji. He couldn't hold back the suffocation, but when Min Xuefei went back to the Pagoda Temple camp to discuss the military situation with Ji Hong, he secretly He led 300 pioneers to break through the Jiangjun Bridge in the middle of the night, but was ambushed by the Yuedi army before halfway, and was shot by an arrow in his left arm, and nearly half of the 300 pioneers were also broken on the bridge.
They are all elites who count as ten, and it hurts to die if one more dies.
Not to mention that the Yuedi army seized the opportunity to fight back again, and went straight to the camp on the bank of the river, forcing Wei He to be wounded and lead his army back ten miles, until they retreated to Meiwu Village before giving up.
Min Xuefei was completely irritated, and several blisters burned in his mouth overnight, which made Lianzhi feel distressed. He was so angry that he didn't care about anything, he ordered the injured Wei He to be tied up from the bed overnight, and he was taken all the way back to the Pagoda Temple camp, where he was whipped with more than twenty lashes in front of the soldiers, cursing and cursing again and again. I laughed to myself: "I was too kind to you, and I used you to be lawless?! Without the military order of the superior, I dared to raise troops out of the camp without permission! Why, next time, why don't you just surround Baota Mountain and capture me too?" Forget it?"
"—Bastard!"
Wei He knelt on the windy open ground with his blood-soaked obscene clothes on his back, not saying a word of sophistry.
The accusation of disobeying the military order so big made the other soldiers tremble, and they didn't even dare to say the words of pleading for General Wei. Who is Min Ji, the famous smiling tiger in court, he used to play with you by curving the corner of his mouth, but now since attacking Zhongling, how many days have you not seen a smiling face
It can be seen that this crusade against the rebel army sounds glorious and glorious, but it is really not a good job.
A few eunuchs who were watching the excitement hid behind the curtains and laughed. They had thought about a lot of excuses in their minds and prepared a book for the special ginseng Min Ji.
Yu Jinnian took half of the medical officers to Meiwu Village to treat the wounded, requisitioned several vacant houses, and built several medical sheds overnight, so that they could barely accommodate the unlucky wounded soldiers, who were wounded by knives and axes. Not many, just arrow wounds and burns. The medical officers were also too busy. After all, they didn't know when Yan Chang would call again. Time was running out, so they could only recruit local civilians and people, and set up a big pot to boil hot water.
In the dark village, thousands of bright candles lit up in an instant.
Fortunately, those who can learn medical skills are not too clumsy. The medical officers learned Yu Jinnian's method of disinfection and avoidance quickly, and they were able to use it flexibly. When Yu Jinnian gave an order, everyone could get busy step by step , no one said a word. It's just that his theories of bone-to-skin sutures are still questioned by others, and only a few people have learned it, and only one Su Ting has the courage to do it.
Only the two of them, the master and the apprentice, knew about the stitching. With so many wounded soldiers and so many people needing stitches, Yu Jinnian felt that he must die of exhaustion here tonight. He went from room to room and sewed one hospital shed to another. His heart was so tired that he was numb, and his hands were only operating mechanically. Surgeon's business!
But what is gratifying is that Su Ting has made rapid progress. From the very beginning when he met the imperial doctor, he walked around and was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head. Now he is able to hold his own to argue with the medical officers. During the war, countless sick patients lived before our eyes, and we could encounter any kind of disease. The barracks was the place where people could be trained. At the end of the battle, Su Ting could be called a qualified doctor who had experienced many battles.
Yu Jinnian spent a whole night leading people to treat the injured, only the last dozen or so were slightly injured, and Su Ting could take care of them himself. He rested his hands and sat slumped on the ground, only to feel that his fingers were stiff, and the back of his hands became red and tingling from constant washing. When the cold wind blew, the pain was burning.
Before he took a sip of the hot water, people came down from the Baotashan camp, a few adjutants who took over the Meiwu camp, Wei He was the only one there.
I heard that General Min had whipped Vice General Wei for more than 20 lashes, Wei He still knelt in the same place without moving, Yu Jinnian jumped up, carried the medicine box on his back and hurried up the mountain, and the people behind couldn't scream.
In the early morning, when I returned to the Pagoda Temple at dawn, I saw Wei He in the courtyard, kneeling straight as if his back was tied with an iron plate. . He trotted over and reached out to help Weihe. This man was injured, whipped, knelt and blew the cold wind all night, his body was burned like a stove without knowing it, Yu Jinnian felt hot when he touched it.
Unexpectedly, this martial artist looked thin, but actually sank into a huge rock. He couldn't do anything, so he had to take off his robe and cloak first, and put it on Wei He's shoulders to protect him from the wind: "You You can't see the wind with your body injury! If you kneel down like this, you will be useless tomorrow!" Then he squatted on the ground and opened the medicine box to show him his injury.
Wei He's face was pale and pale, and he was on the verge of falling, refusing to cooperate: "This official is guilty."
Seeing that the light in Min Xuefei's room was still on, Yu Jinnian got up and went in, kicked the door open, and saw that Lian Zhi was holding the lamp to watch the bubble in his mouth, and the teacup on the table was soaked with Coptis chinensis, he took a sip and was caught Nausea from the bitterness, took Lianzhi's silk handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and there were streaks of blood on the handkerchief. Lian Zhi frowned, looking at Yu Jinnian pleadingly.
Yu Jinnian suddenly felt dizzy: "One or two of you, do you really think I am a miracle doctor?! I can't see it anymore! You all just find another job!"
Lian Zhi hurriedly stood up: "Miraculous Doctor Yu..."
Yu Jinnian ignored no one, strode out, walked down the steps, and saw Wei He kneeling staggeringly, and a group of soldiers who were leaning on the courtyard door to probe in. Turning around, he saw Min Xuefei with a disheveled face. He is a doctor, but the patients are very arrogant and don't listen to him. Yu Jinnian was so angry that a cloud of white mist appeared in front of his face. He flicked his sleeve and pointed at Min Xuefei's door and cursed: "Bastard, they are all bastards!"
Yu Jinnian went back to his yard in a daze, tired, angry, and even hungry, he pushed open the door, and smelled a strong smell of tea, he had been with Ji Hong for so long, and he could taste it slightly It's a bit of a point, this tea smells just bitter, so it shouldn't be a high-quality tea, but it's the time of war, so you can't care about the southern tea and the northern tea, just be lucky if you have tea.
He smelled the aroma of tea, and his stomach gurgled again. Although it was early morning, he was more hungry than sleepy at this time. Ji Hong put down the scroll, opened the air vent on the side of the stove, changed a piece of charcoal, and said with a tacit understanding: "Here, the freshly cooked jade ball soup."
"Yuwan soup?" Yu Jinnian was stunned for a moment, walked over, sat down by his hand, raised his chin to look at the contents of the small saucepan, opened the lid, and a burst of fresh fragrance wafted out, covering it in an instant The taste of bitter tea, he said infatuatedly, "It smells so good!"
Ji Hong smiled and gave him a small bowl: "The little masters in the Zen Forest went to the river to draw water, and they came across a few clusters of bodhisattvas and lotus roots that were growing well, so they picked some back. Coincidentally, Wu Ji followed the camp. The boy went fishing with a hook, and he caught a fish and a handful of shrimps on the net, I remembered that you had done similar food before, so I told Wu Ji about it." He handed the bowl over, and saw the young man rub it. He kneaded his hands before going to pinch the spoon, and immediately noticed the red spots on the back of his hand, so he got up and walked to the bed, and found a small bottle of grease, "Wu Ji is talented in cooking, so I made this after a little thought." Daoyu Ball Soup."
When he turned around and sat down at the table, Yu Jinnian had already finished one bowl with a sigh of relief, and was about to eat the second bowl. This soup is really good. The soup base is the fish head, fish tail and fish bones that have been stewed for half a night. They are all white in color, squeezed into balls as big as the tip of a little finger, floating and sinking in the fish soup, really like jade balls.
Seeing that he was really hungry, Ji Hong took out a food box from nowhere, took out a plate of salted silk jade lotus root, and a big cup of emerald green fragrant rice.
"Fortunately, it's still warm."
Yu Jinnian picked up the bowl and looked at it, and saw a few small pieces of tea leaves lying on the emerald green rice grains, it turned out to be green tea rice, no wonder it was so fragrant and pleasant.
He was holding the rice with his right hand, holding some shredded lotus root. The guy in the camp fried the lotus root with shredded pickled vegetables. He specially took care of Yu Jinnian's taste, added spicy peppers, and it went well with the rice. The taste of gobbling. Ji Hong watched him eat gently, and while telling him to eat slowly, he held his left hand, carefully applied the ointment to the back of his hand where the skin had been washed off, and rubbed it gently.
After eating a bowl of rice, he was only half full, so Ji Hong then asked Wu Ji to get another bowl of hot food, so that he could take advantage of this free time to smear the boy's other hand.
With food in his belly, Yu Jinnian regained his energy, thinking of the bad things next door: "Why are you in no hurry?"
Ji Hong asked, "What's the hurry?"
Yu Jinnian thought he didn't know what kind of commotion was going on outside, so he whispered in his ear: "The rebel army is now, our own chief and deputy will start fighting first, is it not urgent? That Wei He only injured his arm, but now Kneeling on the cold ground after being beaten all over by Mr. Min, it burned like a potato at the bottom of a pot! If there is something wrong with this... then he is a general!"
Ji Hong bent his lips speciously: "You also know that it is a crime for him to lead troops out of the camp privately. If he is guilty, he will be punished. The so-called state owns the country's laws, and the army has military regulations. If they don't follow the rules and regulations, what will the general of the army do in the future? Leading troops, how to establish dignity?"
It turned out that he knew all about it. Yu Jinnian muttered: "Although he is guilty, it is not a major crime that cannot be redeemed. Why can't he make meritorious deeds?" He thought of Wei He's clothes thin and crumbling, although he said that the two were bastards, but he couldn't bear it. Can't help worrying, "He really has a serious fever. And the one in the room just got sick, and then got sick again. What kind of doctor can bear them tossing and tossing over and over again!"
Said Wu Ji came back with a meal.
After the emperor's pardon came down, it stands to reason that the eldest son of the Ji family is no longer a criminal, and he should go back to Lianzhi to serve him. But even the young eunuch didn't call, nor did he mention letting him go back, so Wu Ji just pretended to be stupid, and followed Ji Hong and Yu Jinnian as usual, but changed from monitoring eunuchs to serving eunuchs, which was very strange. I don't want to miss Shu. He talks less and works more, he is quiet, and Ji Hong can command him easily.
"Don't worry about them." Ji Hong took the meal, Wu Ji respectfully retreated, and he continued, "The two of them are injured and sick, and the medical officer from the imperial medical department will go to ask for pulse. Let them be cold for a few days, Nature has a solution."
Holding the bowl in his hand, Yu Jinnian thought of the wounded soldiers in Meiwu at the foot of the mountain, hesitantly said: "Then if Yan Chang calls again..."
Ji Hong said firmly: "He dare not."
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Yan Chang really didn't call.
It wasn't that he didn't want to fight, but that he really didn't have the time to spare. Just like Ji Hong said, he didn't dare to venture out of the city to pursue them.
The internal friction in Zhongling City was huge, the people in the city were panicked, and all businesses were ruined. The old and new officials fought openly and secretly, making a mess; food and grass were consumed rapidly, and the soldiers were also restless. The army inside and outside the city is a sky-high expense, and the superior generals hold back their mouths, suppressing military funds, and the subordinates will never treat themselves badly, so they go to the people to rob.
Robbing money, robbing food, robbing women.
Zhongling is so rich!
The people below were fighting like a raging fire, Yan Chang didn't know, and no one dared to let him know. Once a person sits in the palace, no matter whether it is a big palace, a small palace, an imperial palace or a temporary palace, it is as if one eye is blind and one ear is deaf. Everything outside the palace seems to be shrouded in fog. There are clusters of flowers, but they don't know that they are all flowers in the mirror of water and moon. They are in the clouds and fog, and they will burst with a poke.
But Yan Chang also knew that the military supplies were not enough, far from enough, and this infighting with Brother Seventh Emperor was a continuous battle, which must be supported by a steady stream of military supplies. Yuedi is considered rich, but it is too far away. The prefectures and counties in the south of the Yangtze River are close, but they may not be able to collect money and food.
But no matter whether he got it or not, he had to keep the line from Zhongling to Yuezhou.
After all, this is not Yan Chang's Yuedi lair, he can't use many methods, and even if he uses them, he will hit the cotton quilt with hard fists, not many people are convinced. For those who are not convinced, he has no other choice but to coerce, lure and be soft, no matter how bad it is, he can only kill Jiqi. Left and right, he is already the God of Death in Zhongling City.
There were seventy or eighty officials in Zhongling who were ranked high and low. When the city was broken, they ran among the refugees and more than a dozen were greedy for life and fear of death. When they entered the palace of Zhongling, they beheaded another thirty Out of the many old men who uttered wild words, there are only a dozen or so people standing in line and surrendering, and the rest would rather die than submit, all locked up in the prison.
The yamen prison in Zhongling Mansion was overcrowded, and Zhou Feng complained to him about it every day.
It's not that he didn't know that Min Ji was approaching the Miluan River, but he didn't have the energy to deal with it. He wants to guard Zhongling City, and he has to hold on to the south of Zhongling City to his "hometown" in Yuezhou. Otherwise, if the backyard catches fire, his Zhongling City will become an isolated island and can only be slaughtered. The thirteen counties in the south have been quite restless recently, and several overseas alien races have frequently harassed the Yuezhou Haibu, trying to take advantage of the emptiness of Yuezhou's armaments.
The "Great Xia" he wanted, the "Great Xia" in his heart, was already facing internal and external troubles before the country was established.
Yan Chang felt that it wasn't just the shoulder pain, but the whole back and even the neck seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer. That heavy hammer was the country and society that he had knocked down half of Daxia, and it was also his unyielding ambition to be subdued by others. This ten-year-bearable ambition was about to strangle him to death.
The door creaked.
This hall is too old, so old that Yan Chang didn't know which dynasty built it. The emperors of the Great Xia have been sending people to repair it, praising Zhongling's scenery while repairing it, but in fact, they haven't lived there a few times. The people in the Zhongling Palace got old one after another, and no one thought that one day, the Zhongling Palace would welcome a new owner.
The sound of light footsteps echoed in the empty bedroom. The hall was huge and covered by layers of gauze. Yan Chang looked at the ethereal figure outside the gauze in the darkness. He thought it was Zhou Feng who complained again: "What's wrong in the city?" , what happened in prison?"
"It's me, Your Highness." Yu Xu opened the curtain and came out, holding a jug of wine in his hand.
Fluttering, Yan Chang seemed to see Yu Jinnian who was slowly walking towards him, that little miracle doctor who was as soft as mud and could be rubbed by others, but with a rock-solid heart and no oil or salt.
He watched Yu Xu come over and took his drink. The white jade pot has been kept warm, filled with a pinch of brown wine, it smells bitter but sweet, and tastes bitter and sweet. The wine base is good, Zhongling City is famous for its good wine, but I don't know what it is soaked in.
Yu Xu sat on the ottoman in front of his "Dragon Bed", the spacious hall and the spacious bed, he didn't know if it was cold or not when he slept alone, anyway Yu Xu felt chilly, he said: "Please The medicinal wine prescription prescribed by Zhongling's famous doctor, can sleep peacefully and calm the mind."
Yan Chang really couldn't fall asleep, and he was waiting for the next day, no soothing prescriptions were of any use. Originally, the medical camp was only worried about King Yue's shoulder and arm problems, but now it is also worried about insomnia. The whole medical camp is almost bald, and whoever is called in will come in with a lawsuit. Call again in the future, push three times and block four times, those who come are all unlucky people who have been squeezed out by the medical camp.
Zhou Feng wanted to bring a gun to escort, but Yan Chang said forget it, God forbid him to sleep peacefully, why force others, and give up altogether, it's hard for Yu Xu to remember it.
Yan Chang saw him sitting obediently by his feet, lowering his head and carefully fiddled with a sleeping incense. The thing had long been useless to Yan Chang, and it smelled like a scent, but he persisted.
Yu Xu noticed his gaze, raised his head and smiled.
Yan Chang was slightly taken aback, and his heart was shaken for a moment, or should he be nicer to him? At a time like this, everyone was preoccupied with themselves, and the medical officers were evasive, saying that the military camp was hurting everyone, and they would not enter the palace unless they could. How could anyone think about whether he would sleep well or not.
I don't know whether it's because Zhongling's famous doctor is really good at medical skills, or the sleeping incense is rarely effective, and within a short time after taking the medicinal wine, he feels sleepy. Lying on the bed supported by Yu Xu, the golden curtain above the head slowly rotated, even the pain in the shoulders and arms that used to hurt day and night disappeared, and the whole person seemed to be relaxed, drifting away like a celestial being.
Yu Xu leaned against the bed and hummed vaguely. He thought, Yu Xu seems to be from Jiangnan as well.
In an instant, Yan Chang closed his eyes and got a good night's sleep.
I also dreamed that when I was a teenager, at the age of eleven or twelve, I was loved by my mother and concubine, and I was highly expected by my father and emperor.
As Yan Chang's confidant, Zhou Feng was in charge of the garrison chief and bodyguard chief, in charge of Zhongling's internal soldiers and Yue King's guards, guarding the whole city. He dealt with military officers, big and small, so busy every day that he had to go to the palace at night. Go practice sword with Yan Chang. It's not really practicing swords, Yan Chang's shoulders and arms are so damaged that it's difficult to lift a bowl, and it's not the same in the medical camp, let alone practicing swords.
It's just to accompany Yan Chang to squander his energy, in exchange for a moment of fatigue and rest.
Today there was some dispute in the city defense battalion, Zhou Feng went to take care of it, and when he returned to the inner city, the moon was in the sky, he galloped on Zhongling Street on his horse, and bumped head-on into a group of patrolling soldiers led by the school captain patrolling the city. A group of people were indiscriminately flattering and busy groveling to make way for him.
He entered the palace smoothly, but found that the candles in the palace had already been extinguished. Yu Xu came out with an empty jug, saw Zhou Feng came back, and called out in a good mood: "Director Zhou, Your Highness has already fallen asleep."
"Sleeping?" Zhou Feng was taken aback, "How did you sleep?"
Yu Xu shook the jug: "After drinking some calming wine, I fell asleep."
Zhou Feng stepped forward, snatched his jug and smelled it, it was indeed wine, with a bit of a bitter taste, but nothing strange could be smelled. He never believed in Yu Xu, so he went into the hall to have a look, and saw that His Highness was indeed asleep, there was no abnormality, and the smell of alcohol was not strong.
He was stunned, unbelievable.
Yu Xu hugged the jug, smiling like a flower, not knowing what he was happy about, jumping up and down excitedly while walking. A group of palace people backed away, watching him pat the pot on his stomach and said in a spirited way: "Anshen wine, good stuff!"