Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

The morning light was bright outside, but it was not felt in the cell, it was gloomy and dark, mixed with a rancid smell, making it difficult to distinguish day and night.

"You still want to eat this?"

Xu Bangchui shouted, looking at the bucket of rice left outside the prison door, it was so dark that he couldn't tell what it was.

The jailer turned his head and walked away as if he hadn't heard.

Xu Bangchui scooped up a bowl angrily.

"It's good to be able to eat this food." Someone in the next cell said, "When you eat well, you will die."

Xu Bangchui ignored it, and squatted down to eat.

"Bah, it's awful," he said.

"I used to eat much worse than this!" Fan Jianglin shouted in a low voice.

"Then I've been eating pretty well recently..." Xu Bangchui said, seeing Fan Jianglin's stare, he shrank his head and raised his bowl, "I'll get used to it after a few more days..."

"If you eat it for a few more days, you probably won't be able to eat it anymore." The person in the cell next to him couldn't help but said, "Everyone here is waiting for trial. When the trial comes, they will either be released and continue to eat delicious food, or sentenced to death." Exile in the prison city to do labor, but you can't even eat this kind of food, or it's just a good meal, and you won't be able to eat good and bad food in the future..."

Except for Xu Bangchui, the others also took their bowls and ate. They either sat down or squatted down, and no one spoke while eating.

However, this did not stop the people in the cell next to them from continuing to talk.

"...Hey, who are you guys? You must be very powerful, right? Don't talk about being beaten and tortured when you come here, no one dares to scold you..."

"...I know it even if you don't tell me. People like you are the most dangerous...Either it's okay, or it's a big deal..."

As soon as his words fell, there was the sound of footsteps, followed by a scent.

"Hey, you guys, don't eat that." The jailer shouted, setting down another wooden barrel.

Everyone heard the news and looked over, and saw a bucket full of mutton.

Xu Bangchui let out a wow and hurried over.He reached out and grabbed a big bone.

"Hey, hey, don't be in a hurry to eat, this, isn't this a decapitated meal?" The person in the next cell shouted.

Hearing his words, the other brothers who gathered around were stunned.

The jailer still didn't speak.Turn around and leave.

"Probably not, if so, I will definitely say it."

The person in the cell next to him said, looking at Xu Bangchui again. In the dim cell, the face covered by the muddy beard and hair could not be seen clearly at all.But one can imagine the man's astonishment.

"Hey, who are you guys? Why are you so taken care of?"

Xu Bangchui and others ignored him.

"Okay. Okay, thank you for taking care of me, and get me some good wine." Xu Bangchui shouted to the warder who was walking away vaguely.

The other brothers also laughed.

"Yes, get some good wine," they said, grabbing the mutton and feasting on it.

Fan Jianglin took two pieces of meat and bones, walked to the wall, and handed them to Xu Maoxiu.

"Here," he said.On the one hand, I sat down and ate another piece with big mouthfuls.

Xu Maoxiu took it, but didn't eat it.

"What? Are you afraid after dying once?" Fan Jianglin asked with a smile.

"Don't be afraid." Xu Maoxiu said with a sigh.Shaking the fleshy bone in his hand, "Sooner or later, there is nothing to be afraid of, but she must be angry and anxious outside. If we die, she will be so proud, I'm afraid there will be scars in this life. Thinking of this , in my heart, I really can't go on... dragging her down like this..."

Fan Jianglin ate the meat, remained silent for a moment, and finally sighed.

"It's fate," he said.

Old Mrs. Chen had already walked around the yard several times, and the back of his thin clothes was faintly wet with sweat.

"Grandfather, take a rest." The old servant following advised.

Old Mrs. Chen stopped, took the crutches handed over, and exhaled.

"Has master come back?" he asked.

The old servant hurriedly asked the young man next to him, but the young man flew away and came back soon.

"Master is back," he said.

Old Mrs. Chen had no expression on his face, he just stood there beating his back with one hand.

"Do you want to invite the master?" the old servant asked.

Old Master Chen shook his head and remained silent.

"Grandpa, Grandpa." Another servant came running, "Miss Cheng is here."

Old Master Chen's expression changed.

"It's finally here," he said to himself.

Chen Shao in the study was also saying this in his heart at this time, but compared to his father, he had one more sentence.

Come so fast!

The conclusion that was made early this morning, did she know it so soon?

Chen Shao can be sure that there will not be more than ten people who know the news. Who are the people who can deal with them in front of the palace? Where did this woman get the news so quickly?

Qin family?

Attendant Qin is taking a break today...

Tong Neihan?

Since returning from the dead, I am no longer fascinated by gold and stone, but my fascination with Taoism has deepened.

Because the person who saved his life was the direct disciple of the legendary Daozu Daoist.

What does this mean?It means that he has a fairy fate!

So Tong Neihan, who had recovered from his illness, did not cancel his leave and stayed at home, but instead of recuperating, he cultivated immortality at home.

As for the Zhou family, don't even think about it, they can't even enter the door of Zhongshu Sheng, let alone the inner hall of the imperial palace.

Could it be that this woman knows some important figures in Beijing?

Or, he thought too much.

In fact, this woman just came here to ask for help. A few days ago, she thought it was a trivial matter, so the Zhou family dealt with it, but she still can't understand it today, so she came here.

The maid holding the tea stepped back, and the two sat opposite each other in the study.

"Come here, just for the lives of my brothers, please be considerate?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked straight to the point.

Sure enough, I thought too much...

Chen Shao shook his head and laughed at himself.

"You've heard about it too." He said after plastic surgery, sighing, "You believe me, so you didn't come to me after the incident. Naturally, I wanted to take care of you. It's just that this matter involves the military affairs of the DPRK and China. Is it law? It's hard to break the law."

Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.

"I know that there are many things involved in the desertion." She said, "The execution of my elder brothers is nothing more than a quick knife to cut through the mess, so that the adults will not take the opportunity to investigate military affairs, so you are also very impatient now, my lord."

Chen Shao looked slightly startled, and then smiled wryly.

"Why, did Jiaoniang know about the court dispute?" He said.

"Then my lord just admit defeat?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked, but didn't answer his question directly.

"Admit defeat? Of course not. Deserters should be punished according to the law, and omissions must be thoroughly investigated. Military corruption is the cause of desertion, and failure to investigate will not be enough to prevent future troubles." For the sake of self-interest and disregarding state affairs, his heart can be punished. This defeat is a disaster that has accumulated for many years, but some people still want to cover up and connive, intending to revive. In ancient times, there was a son who saw that King Zhou used jade and knew that Yin was about to perish. Wang Butang and others are so rampant in deceiving the emperor, manipulating military affairs in the Northwest for personal gain, embezzling military pay, concealing defeat for victory, deceiving the court for so many years, but still covering up and conniving to keep them in use, isn't it just disregarding the country! Chen, you can't see the emperor If you are deceived and don't speak up, you will never give up until you get rid of this evil sycophant!"

His tone was sonorous, as if he had returned to the time when he was confronted in front of the palace just now.

Gao Tongshi's gang of shameless people are messing around, quarreling if they can't argue, quarreling if they can't quarrel, chattering, just refusing to admit that Wang Butang is deceiving the emperor, or relying on his status as a veteran, or relying on his family's status, to act Said that Hu has no scruples.

Helplessly, many of his subordinates are not qualified enough for the prelude to the king, and he is often the only one fighting in the huge court.

Chen Shao took a few deep breaths, looked at the dull-looking little lady in front of him, and felt that he was losing his composure, he coughed lightly to cover it up.

"You young people don't ask about these things," he said.

Cheng Jiaoniang saluted.

"My lord's heart is clear." She said, and raised her head again, "Since a thorough investigation of the accumulated evils is a serious matter, and killing them will not help, can we save our lives and let them atone for their crimes?"

Chen Shao coughed lightly.

"The crime must be punished. This is the Ming military law. My lady, the law can't be arbitrary." He said.

"Although it's a crime, but it's unavoidable, can we let it go in vain?" Cheng Jiaoniang said.

"Ms. Cheng." Chen Shao coughed softly, "The way of heaven is clear, and people's hearts are self-evident. The military affairs in the Northwest are corrupt, and the world knows that this matter, Chen will never let it go. Only wait for His Majesty's permission, and send important officials to the army to check and examine. Then the traitor can be convicted. At that time, justice will be given to those who have been wronged and wronged."

"If you're not in your position, you don't plan to do anything," Cheng Jiaoniang said, "My little girl just can't figure it out, why must death pay for this justice?"

Chen Shao was silent for a moment, looking at Cheng Jiaoniang.

"Ms. Cheng, there is a poem saying that the husband of heaven and earth is the reverse journey of all things, and the one of time and time is the passer-by of a hundred generations. And life is like a dream. [Note 1]" His expression was a little soft, with a little dignified and a little sigh Said, "No matter who you are, if you can find what you want, it's not a waste of a trip."

"My lord is thorough." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking at him, "Then, what does your lord mean, they must die this time?"

From the beginning to the end, all she wanted to ask was this sentence, and she didn't stop.

There was a silence in the room, which seemed to have passed for a long time, and it seemed that there was only one breath.

"Yes." Chen Shao spit out a word slowly, with a firm expression.

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Note 1: Li Bai's "Spring Night Banquet from Brother Taoli Garden Preface" (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)