Ji Xiaoyao looked at the man on the bed with an inscrutable look on his face, but didn't continue to ask.
After eating, Ji Xiaoyao went up to inspect the city wall, and when he came back, he saw Xu Zhimo slowly getting up, but he spent nearly a month on the sickbed, how could he be able to move around so quickly? After a few times, I found that I had no strength in my body, so I could only sit back on the bed a little slumped.
"I've said it all, when you get well, you can go wherever you want, whatever you want, what are you in a hurry for now!"
Ji Xiaoyao looked at his indifferent face, there was really nothing he could do, sometimes he really felt that the princess and him were quite similar, no matter what happened, they always looked indifferent, as if nothing could provoke them Emotions.
As expected of my dear cousins.
"How's it going outside? I want to see the snow."
Xu Zhimo just looked at Ji Xiaoyao like this, Ji Xiaoyao's heart itched for a while, how could someone be so...
After thinking for a long time, Ji Xiaoyao found him a fox fur and put it on Xu Zhimo, wrapped the person on the bed tightly, and squatted down with his back facing him.
"Come up." Ji Xiaoyao's voice sounded, with a bit of domineering feeling.
"Are you carrying me?" Xu Zhimo's voice finally rose and fell, as if he couldn't believe it.
"… Ok."
The man on the bed smiled, moved slowly, hooked his hands on his shoulders, and lay on his back. Ji Xiaoyao felt that the people behind him had come up completely, and clasped his hands with a pair of strong hands. With his legs bent a little above, the whole person stood up and turned upwards to make sure that he would not fall or slip, and then he got up and walked outside.
Ji Xiaoyao couldn't open the door with his hands, so he simply kicked the door open. The servant who was waiting outside saw Ji Xiaoyao and Mr. Xu on his back. He was unavoidably surprised. What is this for
"Go and bring the recliner over here." Ji Xiaoyao looked at the boy and ordered.
"Yes, young master." The young man left, but he was thinking in his heart that he had wronged the prince before, and it turned out that it wasn't that the prince had something to do with Mr. Xu, but Mr. Ji had something to do with Mr. Xu.
Xu Zhimo has been bored in the house for almost a month. This time when he came out and saw the sky, he felt as if he had passed away. When he was free, Xu Zhimo liked to sit on the rattan chair under the grape arbor, read books, and drink Tea, now I feel a little uncomfortable for a while.
Soon the boy brought the rattan chair over and put it in the yard. Ji Xiaoyao asked the boy to spread a thick blanket on it, and then carefully put Xu Zhimo down.
"I'll take you out to have a look, but it's too cold outside, so go back later."
Xu Zhimo nodded, looked around at the snow-capped appearance, and at the very white sky.
"I didn't expect the real heavy snow to be like this. It seems that what I saw in the Central Plains is just the fur."
"That's right, no matter how big the snow falls in Shengjing, it will not be as heavy as here, like a goose feather. Moreover, the snow in Shengjing is gray and white, but the snow here is pure white."
"It's so beautiful." Xu Zhimo answered without thinking, but his eyes were fixed on Ji Xiaoyao, and he didn't know who he was talking about.
"... yes... it's pretty good-looking." Ji Xiaoyao stuttered inexplicably after being stared at.
Xu Zhimo looked at the corners of his very warm mouth with a curve, as if he was nostalgic for the past, as if he was telling a story to him, and said,
"When I was young, my father and mother took us three brothers to play in the big house in Shengjing. At that time, there were grape trellises in the house. In winter, when it snowed, there would be a white layer on the grape trellis. Building snowmen and throwing snowballs in the house, I was really happy at that time, and it was good even if the Jedi lived like this for the rest of his life, but then..." Xu Zhimo paused for a while, obviously thinking of something bad, and let out a bad breath before continuing, "Later, the family left the capital, and only Zhizhou stayed in the capital. When we went to the south, we rarely saw snowflakes."
Ji Xiaoyao had heard more or less what happened in their house, and was secretly annoyed. He originally wanted to let people come out to relax, but unexpectedly reminded him of the sad things unintentionally, and just wanted to say sorry.
"It's over, you don't have to be sorry."
"...the murderer will definitely be found." Ji Xiaoyao really didn't know how to comfort him. If this kind of thing happened to him, he would definitely go crazy.
"Well, you're right, by the way, where is Yue'er?"
"Wangfei is with Qin Xiang. With Qin Xiang's temperament, Wangfei must not be idle."
"I have seen the two young masters." A man who looked like a servant came in with a bowl.
"What's up?"
"Back to the young master, this is the medicine that the princess ordered the servant to give the young master."
Ji Xiaoyao reached out to take it, "Go down."
"Need to drink medicine again? Can I stop drinking it? I feel like I'm already healed." Xu Zhimo's brows were tightly frowned. He thought it was over after that treatment, but he didn't expect to take medicine.
"You still have residual toxins in your body. If you don't take medicine, these residual toxins will not be exhausted, and then you will have another serious illness."
Just like that, after Xu Zhimo finally sat outside for a while, Ji Xiaoyao carried him back to the house and back to his own bed.
Ji Xiaoyao stirred the bowl of black medicine that looked harmful to people, and really didn't know what to say. The doctor's medicine in the government was indeed a bit bitter, but compared with this bowl, it was really nothing What, because he just stirred it a couple of times, and he felt the bitterness hit his brain directly, making his spirit clear.
Just thinking about it, Ji Xiaoyao decisively took out three candied fruit and put them in front of Xu Zhimo, saying, "Drink the medicine."
"... Do you really want to drink?"
"I'll feed you."
"Really want to drink?"
"If you don't drink it, it will be cold."
Xu Zhimo looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, he didn't even use a spoon, he pinched his nose, just this time Ji Xiaoyao drank the bowl of medicine with the hand holding the bowl, Ji Xiaoyao just wanted to say it was amazing.
But before he finished speaking, he saw Xu Zhimo's wrinkled face. Mr. Xu, who will be very Buddhist in the future, went uncharacteristically this time, and put the candied fruit in front of him into his mouth, and changed for a long time. Time finally returned to normal.
The first thing he asked Ji Xiaoyao after recovering was, is this really the antidote? He felt like he was dying of suffering.
"..." He also doubted whether it was medicine, but the medicine was prescribed by the princess herself, so of course it would not harm his brother.
Xu Zhimo sighed heavily, "Bring me the book here."
He wants to read a book and calm down, and don't take this medicine again, otherwise he doubts whether he can survive these few days.
Ji Xiaoyao brought over the book he often read, glanced at it, but didn't understand what it was, it didn't look like a book like the Four Books and Five Classics, but rather a book like Art of War, which Ji Xiaoyao read There are many books on the art of war, but I have never seen this one.
Can't help but be a little curious, what does he, a noble son, look at the art of war
"Do you like watching Art of War?"
"It's just for entertainment." Xu Zhimo's answer seemed perfunctory to him.
…
"Where's Mr. Ji?" On the tower, Qin Sheng realized that he didn't see Ji Xiaoyao after explaining the matter.
"General, Young Master Ji went back to the General's Mansion and said he went to take care of the sick."
"..." He shouldn't have asked, he always smelled an inexplicable sour smell, the servant girl in the general's mansion, do you want anything, are you quick and quick? Will you take care of people? Why do you have to take care of it yourself.
"General, do you want to call Mr. Ji back?"
"... No need, pass on the order. From today onwards, as soon as you find Beidi's spies, report them immediately, but don't do anything at will. Do you understand?"
"The subordinates take orders!"
…
"Yue'er, what are you doing?" Qin Xiang lay on the soft bed in the room, seeing Yun Ziyue fiddling there non-stop, couldn't help asking.
"Of course it's a good thing. Do you want to have a good fight with Beidi?"
"Of course I thought about it!" Qin Xiang's eyes lit up when he heard this, as long as they could fight in a fair and aboveboard, they guaranteed that they would not know the mothers who beat Beidi's grandchildren.
"But Beidi has that kind of disgusting thing, how do we fight it?"
Qin Xiang lay back on the soft bed again, very distressed and depressed.
Yun Ziyue blinked and said with a smile, "How about letting our Xiang'er have a good time this time?"
"Huh? Really? Is there a way for Yue'er to subdue these disgusting living dead?" Qin Xiang's eyes lit up suddenly, with an ecstatic expression on his face.
"Uniforms? No no no. Such a good resource, why don't we make good use of it?"
"Use? How to use? Those living dead seem to only listen to the great witch of Nanling. Do we really have a way to use them for our own use?"
"Of course I use this!" Yun Ziyue shook the things in her hand, motioning her to look.
"What is this?" Qin Xiang was very curious. In her opinion, this is a small bottle of medicinal powder plus a strangely shaped leaf
"This, of course, is something that can drive the living dead. Xiang'er, go and call Mr. Ji and your eldest brother."
"Okay." Qin Xiang got up quickly, opened the door and called for someone.
After a while, both of them arrived at the conference hall, where Yun Ziyue was already sitting there.
"Meet the princess, princess, you call us?"
"Well, sit down."
The two sat down on both sides of the table, and Yun Ziyue didn't directly say anything about the method to overcome the living dead.
"Do you two have any way to defeat the enemy now?" Yun Ziyue asked with a smile.
Both of them were silent. If they could find a good way, they wouldn't be passively defending now. When had the Longchamp Army been so depressed, but this time it happened to be like this. The living dead were not just one or two, but many, many. They can't take the lives of these soldiers to pile up.
The two of them didn't speak for a while, they looked at each other.
"What can the princess do?" Ji Xiaoyao asked this question.
"It's not a good solution, I just give some advice to the two generals."
Yun Ziyue took out the small transparent bottle and something that looked like a leaf, the two of them looked at it for a while but couldn't figure out what it was, they just felt that the wooden thing looked like a leaf.
"Princess, what is this thing?"
"The two generals, do you want to see how Bei Di was backlashed by the fruits he planted?"
"Of course I want to!" Qin Sheng was the first to express his opinion. If he can do this, then he can wake up laughing in his dreams in the middle of the night.
Think about the people in Beidi who were killed by their own living dead. What kind of expression would they have? Will the great witches who are regarded as gods still have that status
"Princess, don't turn the corner, just tell us."
Yun Ziyue picked up the thing that looked like a leaf, put it to her mouth and blew twice. It was obviously not loud, but the few people present felt that the sound pierced everyone's foreheads, making people feel It's very embarrassing.
Simply, she just blew twice, and stopped when she saw that the expressions of the two were not quite right.
"Princess, what is this? Why does it feel like the voice is drilling into my head?"
"This thing is called Sheng, and you can think of it as something specially designed to deal with things like the living dead."
"Then what's in this little bottle..."
"This? This is something that won't affect the people who play it. This concubine is playing tunes that can affect people, but this thing can't be played all the time, otherwise it will hurt yourself, and if you want to affect people , must be within a certain distance, but it’s different for those living dead, my concubine will give you the score, as for how many living dead you can control, it depends on how strong your internal power is.”
The two looked at the thing in Yun Ziyue's hands, and couldn't believe it. They couldn't believe that there was such a thing in this world, but what they felt just now was not fake at all.
"Princess, it is really a blessing for us to have you here."
"The two generals discuss who is blowing this thing and who is going to kill the enemy. However, this concubine still wants to remind the two generals that this thing is not so easy to control. If it is not handled well, it is very easy to be backlashed. .”
"Yes, princess!"
The two discussed it, and finally decided to let Ji Xiaoyao brag about it, because compared to Ji Xiaoyao, Qin Sheng is more suitable for fighting on the battlefield, and Qin Sheng's mind is more delicate, and the formation of troops is also very important. Ji Xiaoyao's internal strength is relatively deep. Although this person's temper is sometimes good and sometimes convulsive, he should still be able to do well in this kind of thing.
Yun Ziyue nodded, obviously very satisfied with this allocation, took out a piece of parchment from her bosom and handed it to Ji Xiaoyao.
"This is the music score. From today on, Mr. Ji can contact me with my concubine if you have time. You can't practice this kind of thing for too long. Just two sticks of incense a day is enough."
Ji Xiaoyao solemnly accepted the parchment and the Shenghe medicine powder, "Yes, Wangfei."
"By the way, my concubine made a bowl of nutritious porridge for my brother. It should be ready by now. If you have time, Mr. Ji, why don't you help my concubine deliver it to my brother."
Ji Xiaoyao's heart moved, and he said, "The subordinate will go now."