Qibei County·Prefect’s Mansion
Uncle Zhongqin originally planned to sleep soundly and just sleep on the bed, but he couldn't feel stable. There was a big stone pressing on his heart and he couldn't breathe.
"Boom" Suddenly there was a thunderous roar in the sky, and heavy rain fell. He was even more upset, so he stood up, put on his shoes and took a few steps, and couldn't help but think: "At this time in Zhoucheng, the prince and Pei Ziyun have already entered the city, right? "
"Wow!" A bolt of lightning flashed across, illuminating the room in white. Uncle Zhongqin's heart tightened and he murmured: "Yingzhou is in peace. I wonder how the imperial court will deal with it and reward it?"
After thinking about it for a long time, he became more and more irritable. He thought about the prisoner of war camp and the wounded camp again. He quickly walked out of the room and called his own soldiers to follow him for inspection.
It was raining heavily. Uncle Zhongqin was wearing a raincoat and his own soldiers were holding umbrellas. The muddy water on the ground was flowing, making it difficult to walk.
"Who?" The guarding soldier outside the prisoner camp heard the voice and shouted with his spear raised. He looked carefully ahead with a vigilant look on his face.
"It's me." Uncle Zhongqin appeared in front of him. The soldiers took a closer look and saw that it was Uncle Zhongqin. They all knelt down and shouted: "See you, uncle."
Uncle Zhongqin arrived at the prisoner camp for only a moment when the camp commander caught up with him.
"Let me take a look." Uncle Zhongqin said. The chief officer's clothes were a little scattered, showing that he got up in a hurry. He responded: "Yes, uncle."
Along the way down, the prisoner camp was heavily guarded and there was no chaos at all. Uncle Zhongqin looked at the camp and couldn't help but nodded: "You are doing pretty well!"
"Uncle Xie appreciates it." The chief officer couldn't help but show joy when he heard Uncle Zhongqin's praise. Uncle Zhongqin stopped talking, got up and left. Several soldiers pulled the horse, and followed Uncle Zhongqin to get on the horse. He ran across the street to the north of the city and arrived at the wounded soldiers camp.
But when he saw that the lanterns were shining in the wounded soldiers' camp, and that the chief officer was not there, only one deputy was leading people here. Uncle Zhongqin didn't say anything at first. Benefiting from Taoist inventions), if the injury is not serious, the dressing should be changed every few days until the wound heals.
Uncle Zhongqin looked at the minor injury camp. There were bunks of simple beds there, which were relatively clean. When he arrived at the minor injury area, the situation worsened a lot.
When they arrived at the seriously injured area, the smell of blood and the sound of wailing could be heard, and doctors could be seen busy. Uncle Zhongqin asked: "How is the injury?"
The doctor shook his head and sighed: "In the seriously injured area, most likely it will not be possible to save the injured, and the students can't do anything, unless a Taoist priest participates in the treatment, but the Taoist priest..."
There was a hint of exhaustion in his voice, and Uncle Zhongqin was speechless. Taoist treatment actually has miraculous effects, but the law does not favor people, and neither does treatment.
As for ordinary soldiers, the Taoist's magic power is transformed from his own life. How can he force the Taoist to die
It has happened in history, but the result was that the Taoist people who were forced to rebel against him.
After a moment of silence, seeing that the chief officer had not arrived yet, Uncle Zhongqin stared at his deputy and asked coldly, angrily: "Where has your chief officer gone?"
Seeing Uncle Zhongqin's anger, the deputy immediately knelt down and reported: "Uncle, Shangguan went out at night. He said that there was a strong smell of blood in the camp, so he went back to his house to rest."
Zhongqinbo was immediately furious, with no expression on his face. He said word by word: "Tell him not to come. You will be the chief officer for the time being."
The people around him were too frightened to say anything. Uncle Zhongqin also felt angry. He calmed down and got up to go back to the house. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a man coming forward to report: "Uncle, the king of the county has sent someone. Zhezi."
"Bring it!" Uncle Zhongqin said, his anger still lingering, but at this time the night was deep, the wind was blowing, and heavy rain fell, hitting the eaves.
"Go to the study room." Uncle Zhongqin said. He had been patrolling just now. His boots were muddy and his body was wet. Even if he was wearing a raincoat and holding an umbrella, he was still soaked.
"Uncle, you have to change into dry clothes."
"Go to the study!" Uncle Zhongqin continued. Seeing this, no one dared to say anything. When he got to the study, he hung his clothes on one side and asked, "Where is the book? Bring it to me!"
"Uncle, this is the secret." While he was talking, someone came over. He was wearing silk clothes, with slender eyebrows. He was very elegant and had a bookish look on his face. He was Li Jing, a counselor who had been with him for more than ten years. He said with a smile: "Uncle, Why is there such a big fire?"
Li Jing handed over the bamboo tube. It had been raining heavily recently, so the fold was placed in the bamboo tube to keep it waterproof. Uncle Zhongqin took the bamboo tube and took out the fold. He saw that it was Pei Ziyun's fold.
"What does the prince mean by handing me this fold?" Uncle Zhongqin frowned slightly. Li Jing looked at it and said, "Uncle, maybe the fold contains something important?"
"Well, I'll know it as soon as I see it." Uncle Zhongqin also laughed and opened the folder in front of him and started reading.
Li Jing stood to the side. The oil lamp in the study was bright, mugwort was lit in the corner, and the smoke burned with red light. It was raining outside, and the windows were not closed. When the wind blew, some rainwater splashed in.
Li Jing stepped forward and was about to close the window, but was startled when he heard Uncle Zhongqin's voice.
"Pa!" Uncle Zhongqin slammed the table and stood up. His face was cold and a little blue. He took a few steps and there was a trace of ferocity on his face.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Li Jing said, reaching out to wipe the cold sweat, but Uncle Zhongqin didn't say anything. He was holding the fold in his hand, and his fingers turned blue when he pinched it. His face was pale, and he sat silently. After a long while, he took a long breath.
"Dong dong" There was a knock on the door, and Uncle Zhongqin's face turned cold. A familiar voice came, and it was Uncle Zhongqin's old housekeeper.
"Uncle, you are patrolling the camp on a rainy night. You are afraid of catching a cold. I specially made some oil tea. You can use it!" The old voice said with concern. Listening to this voice, Uncle Zhongqin's face softened. , the old housekeeper has been with my uncle for more than twenty years.
"Come in." Uncle Zhongqin said, and the old housekeeper opened the door and entered, holding a jar in his hand, steaming with some fragrance.
"Uncle, it's cold. You should take care of yourself. Madam, the young master is waiting for your return in the capital." The old housekeeper poured tea and said.
After hearing this, the coldness in Uncle Zhongqin's eyes gradually faded away, and he closed his eyes slightly without speaking.
"Uncle Fu, I haven't had oil tea for a long time. I brought the oil tea from home to make it better." Uncle Zhongqin asked while taking a drink.
"Yes, uncle, the oil tea was all made by my wife before leaving. I said that uncle, you always don't pay attention to the wind and rain, so I asked the little one to be ready at any time, waiting for you, uncle."
After listening to the old butler's words, Uncle Zhongqin took a sip, put the bowl back, and said, "Uncle Fu, you go down first."
"Yes!" The old housekeeper turned around and walked out. Seeing that the person was far away, Uncle Zhongqin didn't say anything and just handed the folded book to Li Jing.
Li Jing took the folder and read it carefully. As he read along, he thought it contained some unfavorable information for the Marquis, but he didn't see it at all. Instead, he told the truth about the uncle's achievements. But why did the uncle look like this
He asked cautiously for a moment: "Uncle, Zhezi can tell you from the bottom of my heart that it is very fair. My uncle's achievements have all been pointed out. Is there anything wrong?"
Li Jing's face looked hesitant and confused.
Seeing Li Jing's cautious look, Uncle Zhongqin let out a long sigh: "Do you think I'm jealous of Pei Ziyun?"
Uncle Zhongqin took another sip of the oil tea. It was still a little hot. He put it down and said, "I am guarding against fear."
"Uncle, I don't understand. What does it mean to avoid fear?" Li Jing asked, his eyes even more doubtful.
Seeing that Li Jing was confused, Uncle Zhongqin stood up and walked around, saying: "The Marquis of Jibei is dead, and the chaos in Yingzhou has been settled. It can also be concluded by closing the coffin. You see, Pei Ziyun has laid out a network since he was ordered to be in the capital. The Iron Curtain - this is what this person said, and it is very appropriate."
Uncle Zhongqin continued to pace for a few steps and looked out the window. In the heavy rain, he could see the trees, flowers and grass trembling in the distance. Only the gongs for inspection in the mansion could be heard unhurriedly. He sighed: "This person has always been... He is talented, and the policy to exterminate the Japanese put forward by the governor of Yingzhou is said to have been written by this person, and it seems extraordinary now."
"When we arrived at Yingzhou, we ordered all merchant ships arriving in Yingzhou to be sunk, and we also restrained Yingzhou's navy. When we arrived at the battle of Qibei, we were ordered to defend the city and restrain the main force of the Marquis of Jibei, so that the Marquis of Jibei could no longer respond. "
"So we calmly dealt with it and fell into Yuan'an County and Pinghu County. The avalanche was formed. Although we used a strange strategy to deal with the Marquis of Jibei, without this strange strategy, the overall situation was actually determined."
"I followed the emperor on his expeditions south and north, and saw a lot of people. But I watched this person clean up the thieves and help him in one battle. He was perfect and made the old generals change their places. How can such a person be perfect?"
Li Jing's throat felt a little dry when he listened to Uncle Zhongqin's words in front of him. He swallowed unconsciously and didn't know how to respond. Uncle Zhongqin said again: "After defeating the main force of the Ji thieves, this person and I have a heart." "Grudge, when you look at the book, you are humble and don't say a word. Not only do you show your merits to the generals, but you don't even fall short of me. You are aboveboard and aboveboard. I looked carefully and can't find anything wrong with it."
"Boom!" There was thunder and lightning streaking across the sky outside the window, with bursts of sound. The wind and rain blew the trees, but it fell even harder.
Li Jing asked in a low voice: "Master Hou, do you mean that Pei Ziyun's actions are too meticulous, so Master Hou is worried about the court and suspects that if Pei Ziyun has malicious intentions, it will hurt the court's morale?"
"Hey" Uncle Zhongqin listened to Li Jing's words, nodded and walked a few steps: "If such a great talent faces the imperial court, it will naturally benefit the country and the people, but if his heart turns away from the imperial court, it will be a big trouble, even in a peaceful and prosperous age. , I’m afraid it can also create waves out of thin air.”
"The world has been settled, but this person appears. Is it a disaster or a blessing?"
Only then did Li Jing understand that Uncle Zhongqin valued Pei Ziyun too much and believed that he was a threat to the imperial power. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Hearing Uncle Zhongqin say again: "It would be fine if Pei Ziyun were an ordinary person, but this person is a Taoist, possesses special skills, is not afraid of fire and water, is hard to be hurt by swords and axes, and is close to the prince. With such literary skills and military skills, The actual disaster is unpredictable. I am not doing it for selfish reasons, but for the sake of the country. I should not be afraid of what others say and write a detailed letter to the Emperor."
With that said, Uncle Zhongqin stayed up late at night to write. Li Jing wanted to speak, but swallowed his saliva and did not dare to persuade him. Uncle Zhongqin already had murderous intentions in his heart and could not persuade him.
Uncle Zhongqin didn't say anything. He wrote quickly, stopping to meditate from time to time. The rain outside was still falling, and it seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.
"Huh!" Li Jing let out a long breath, and before he knew it, his vest was soaked through.
(End of chapter)