Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

In the official hall of Dragon Valley City in the northwest, the yard was full of people at this time, all of them were dressed in ragged clothes and described as emaciated. However, as the angel standing in the yard recited in rhythmic rhythms, his expression of fear and anxiety gradually turned into excitement and joy.

"...Secretary Xuanjie, ordered to be in charge of military and horse affairs..."

After the angel finished reading, he looked at Xu Sigen who was kneeling in front of him.

"Xu Sigen accepts the order."

Xu Sigen kowtowed and choked up, reaching out to take it.

The people standing aside surrounded him with a bang.

"Great, great."

"I got promoted again and got promoted again."

Others cried with excitement.

"Are all these people his relatives and friends? Hearing that Xu Sigen was promoted, how could he be more excited than the people who were promoted?" the onlookers asked curiously.

"No, these people are the deserters and civilian husbands from Linguanzhai. They were locked up for a long time, and they thought they were going to die. Then they were released suddenly, and Xu Sigen was promoted again. It can be seen that they must not die, so I am happy. Crying." Someone who knew said with a smile.

The people in the field were still excited, and a group of generals stepped out of the official hall.

"You dreadful fellows!" he cried.

The loud voice immediately overwhelmed the noise, and the yard became quiet.

"You guys who are afraid of death." The man repeated, as if he was afraid that everyone would not hear clearly.

The faces of the happy people who had just escaped the catastrophe turned slightly pale again, and they all looked at the general.

Zhong Chengbu glanced at these people, not hiding the contempt in his eyes.

"Get out of the official hall now." He said, "Take off your military robes. Get the whole family out of Dragon Valley City and the Northwest Territory."

The place was quiet.

"Get out!" Zhong Chengbu shouted violently.

More than half of the people shivered, turned around quickly and walked out with their heads bowed.

But besides Xu Sigen and Liu Kui, there was another person who stood still.

"You, why don't you get out?" Zhong Chengbu raised his eyebrows and shouted.

"My lord didn't say anything about me, so of course I won't leave." The man said.

Zhong Chengbu smiled and looked at him.

"Why didn't I tell you?" he asked.

At this time, the people who were leaving also looked back quietly, and some even called the man in a low voice, urging him to escape with great difficulty and not to anger this fierce general again.

The man remained standing still.

"Because. I'm not afraid of death," he said. "Maybe I used to be, but I'm not anymore."

The scene was quiet for a moment, Zhong Chengbu laughed out loud, and the laughter echoed in the yard.

"Okay, the bandits swept across my two villages and two forts a while ago. Then, those who are not afraid of death, let's go and avenge our shame." He raised his hand and said.

The guards and officers standing in the courtyard responded in unison.

"Shame before the snow!"

"Shame before the snow!"

First in the courtyard, and then outside, the sound waves rolled continuously.

The soldiers Ding Minfu who had already walked to the door looked white and red, first one, and then two or three turned around and walked back.

"Damn. Who's afraid of death!"

"There's nothing terrible about death. Dying on a bed is not the same as dying on the battlefield!"

"Xu Maoxiu and the others can earn a reward when they die. Can't we live?"

Seeing them standing beside the man and shouting in unison, a smile appeared on Zhong Chengbu's mouth.

The generals in the hall naturally heard the sound, and several of them had complex expressions.

"Sure enough, young people can boost morale." Someone said.

"General Zhong is young after all." Someone also said slowly.

Dare to say such words as a shame.

Former shame, shame caused by the predecessor?

Jiang Wenyuan hasn't left yet, and he hasn't made a conclusion yet, so he just ignores his feet.okay?

"It looks good, and it sounds good. Let's see how it's doing." Someone said with a beard.

The generals and soldiers on the street kept running past and assembled separately.

Liu Kui, who was released from the cell, only changed his clothes and ran out without washing his face.

Someone called him from behind.

Liu Kui turned his head and saw a young man riding on a horse. He was equipped with all the equipment on the horse. This is the equipment that only middle-level generals can have. Tsk tsk, look at this knife, this spear, and three bows and crossbows...

The young general reached out and took out two and handed them over.

Liu Kui was stunned.

"Fan Jianglin asked me to give it to you." Liu Liulang said, "One is Xu Bangchui's three-stone bow, and the other is the new god-arm bow that the imperial court equipped. As for how to use it, you can go to the crossbow array for advice."

Liu Kui took it in a daze, and without waiting for him to speak, Saturday Lang galloped away.

"Stop and leave the bow and arrow behind."

"what?"

"Didn't the army distribute bows and arrows to you? Who told you to use this? Private equipment, disrupting military discipline, bring it to me."

"Hey, I've never heard that there are good weapons that are not allowed to be used, and some people despise such good things as not allowing the army to spend money."

"A good weapon? Putting a good weapon in your hands is a waste. If you bring it, I say you have it. How dare you disobey the orders of the superiors and generals? If you are so disrespectful, who dares to use it? You can't even serve as servants!"

Liu Kui clenched the bow in his hand, and after a moment of depression, his eyes fell on the other bow, the god arm bow?what?

………………………………………………….

"Bring the God Arm Bow!"

someone shouted loudly.

Accompanied by this shout, a row of archers who were originally at the city gate retreated immediately, and another row of soldiers with bows and crossbows stood up, and their bows could be seen to be stringed under the sunlight.

Liu Kui, who was in the ditch under the city gate, looked back and then at the crossbow placed aside.

"Isn't it just a heavy crossbow?" He muttered, clenching the knife in his hand, "Is the court fooled by that guy who is greedy for money and wants to be rich again? Haven't you learned enough from the previous few lessons?"

Before he could finish his muttering, he tensed up, staring fixedly at the front, where a large wave of assembled Japanese troops was slowly approaching, and the horseshoe made the whole ground tremble.

Liu Kui put down the knife in his hand and grabbed the crossbow.After hesitating for a moment, he naturally picked up the bow that Xu Bangchui left for him, pointed it forward, and silently calculated in his heart.

Stick, watch out, how can I kill a thief with your bow...

closer..

closer...

Again….

At this moment, the sound of the rumbling drum shook the eardrums. It was the sound of an offensive drum. Liu Kui subconsciously shot the arrow in his hand along with the sound of the drum, but he regained his senses immediately.

"What?" he shouted angrily.Turning his head, "Is the new boy scared stupid? This fucking can shoot birds..."

His shouting stopped abruptly, and he looked at the arrows flying over his head like rain.

The rhythmic vibrations coming from under his feet suddenly became chaotic, and screams rolled like thunder in front of him.

Liu Kui stared blankly at the bandits in front of him who fell from their horses like harvested wheat.

So far...so powerful....

The beating of drums continued, and the sound of bowstrings buzzing in his ears coincided, Liu Kui raised his head.Looking at the seemingly uninterrupted rain of arrows overhead.

So fast...so dense....

Liu Kui trembled all over, dropped the bow in his hand, grabbed the divine arm bow at the side, stepped on the pedals a few times in a panic, secretly hated himself for not listening carefully to the narration of the bow and crossbow soldiers.

There were already cheers in my ears.

"Damn!" Liu Kui cursed bitterly, watching the Fan army who was about to approach start to retreat like flowing water.Getting more and more anxious, "Save some for me!"

He roared and raised the loaded bow in his hand.Squeeze hard.

In Dragon Valley City, Jiang Wenyuan has been sitting in the hall of his private house for a long time.

"Master Jiang." Someone strode in from outside the door, with a somewhat impatient voice, "Can we start now?"

Jiang Wenyuan looked blank.

"Wait a minute," he said.

The man let out a breath and took a few steps closer.

"What are you waiting for?" he asked.

Jiang Wenyuan didn't speak, but tightly clenched his hands on his knees.

He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it.God won't let him go, how can these people let him go!

"Report!"

There was a loud shout from outside.

"...Great victory, great victory...General Zhong regained two forts and three villages...."

The shout came in.Jiang Wenyuan's face suddenly turned pale, and he sat up straight suddenly, leaning forward to hear clearly.

But the shout went away.

Did you hear me wrong?Is it hallucination?

The people in the room had already walked out quickly, and came in again after a while.

"Lubu Feijie, Mr. Jiang, General Zhong won the first battle, and the northwest is safe." He said with a slight smile, "You can rest assured."

I can feel at ease...

Jiang Wenyuan sat back slumped, as if drained of strength.

"Is it because of the divine arm bow?" He asked in a muffled voice.

The man in the room laughed.

"My lord, what I said is naturally because of General Zhong's command." He said.

Jiang Wenyuan also sneered and stood up.

"Let's go." He said, raised his feet and walked to the yard, then stopped again, "Is that magic arm bow presented by Fan Jianglin?"

The man nodded with a smile.

"It's Fan Junjian." He said with emphasis.

Fan Junjian.

Jiang Wenyuan felt a little funny and a little dazed, so he couldn't help but look back at the courtyard.

three years...

I thought I could live longer....

How did that happen?How did it happen?

"You don't regret it!"

The voice of the young man sounded again.

Is it because there was no verification of the merits and rewards of these dead soldiers?Just because of this?

"Jiang Wenyuan, don't regret it!"

Jiang Wenyuan closed his eyes, turned his head and stepped out.

While Jiang Wenyuan was still on the road, the news of the great victory in the Northwest had been rushed to the capital, shouting the victory all the way through the door and crossing the street, making the streets boil.

In a restaurant facing the street, Gao Lingbo couldn't help but look down, and clearly saw the Xinbing passing by.

"...My lord, you have to be the master of our family."

Several older or younger men in front of me were still chattering.

"My master came here because he was framed and slandered by others. This matter has nothing to do with him..."

Gao Lingbo nodded and shook his head.

How can it be said that it has nothing to do with him?As long as you sit in this position, you will definitely become a thorn in the side of people, and it is impossible to have nothing to do with it. What you can do is not to give people the opportunity to pull themselves out, but Jiang Wenyuan stayed to find a chance.Although this opportunity is so ridiculous to say the least.

Pushing back the members of Jiang's family, Gao Lingbo walked out slowly and walked slowly along the stairs.

He thought of Chen Shao again, and finally he was sure that Chen Shao had really changed.

Chen Shao learned to use some inconvenient calculations, such as the means of agitating and arranging in the northwest, learned the trick of resigning from the emperor, and even said sensational words to coax the emperor.

These things Chen Shao never did before.

When did he change, or in other words, who did he change after listening to?

Could it be...Jiangzhou fool?

Is this Jiangzhou fool?

It was because of a restaurant that silently made Liu Xiaoli's life worse than death. Now it is just a reward from a few dead soldiers. It is not enough to kill an official involved. Did you lose a Jiangzhou fool who was a strategic envoy?

How big is it, as for it? And all this sounds unbelievable that others dare not even think about it. Not only did she think about it, but she also did it, and she did it with ease, as if lifting weights lightly.

This Jiangzhou fool!

"Xu Maoxiu!"

"No, no, Fan Shitou is the best!"

"You know what! Among the five people in Maoyuan Mountain, Xu Bangchui is the most exquisite!"

The noise made Gao Lingbo stop abruptly, what?

Maoyuan Mountain?How can someone still mention it?Is it endless?And what is this Xu Maoxiu?

"Officer, don't you know? There are inscriptions on the tombs of the five heroes in Maoyuan Mountain." The intellectual beside him said loudly.Eyebrows danced, "Xu Maoxiu, Fan Shitou, Xu Bangchu, Fan Sanchou, and Xu Layue are the names of these five heroes..."

Gao Lingbo couldn't hide his surprise when he heard the well-known guest utter the name smoothly and familiarly.

How come the names of these people have become so well known?

Is Maoyuan Mountain alone not enough?

"The writing on the inscription is so exquisite that people all over the capital are flocking to see it now. Those people say that it is even better than the writing in Qiting Temple... worthy of being number one in the world..." Zhike said loudly with joy.

No. [-] in the world!

Gao Lingbo was stunned.

Okay, okay, as expected, Maoyuan Mountain alone is not enough, as expected, it is not enough for a group of small folks in the market to spread storytelling, and scholars and officials must remember it!In the end, five people will leave celebrity tributes!

What a Jiangzhou fool!Gao Lingbo narrowed his eyes.

"...Look, it's just these few words...but the people in the city are crazy...."

"...The government had to send people to surround the cemetery. The Cheng family also sent people to guard the tomb, or they might be stolen..."

"...Don't be funny. Who would steal someone's tombstone..."

"...Who would steal it? Let me tell you, I want to steal it when I read this word, not to mention those people who can't wait to guard the tombstone every day..."

"..Even Princess Boyang went to see it in person. After watching it, I went back and cried..."

"...angry?"

"What are you happy about, saying that it is worth seeing such an inscription in this life..."

Whispering continued in the ear, and then someone coughed softly.

Chen Shibaniang couldn't help but tense up.

"...how is it better than Mrs. Chen's writing?"

"...Oh, you are asking this question for nothing, so how can you compare..."

".. Who can't compare with whom?"

No one answered.There were high and low laughter.

The laugh was more... embarrassing than the answer.

Chen Shibaniang bit her lower lip and took a step forward.Going far away, it seems that I can still hear whispering and pointing behind me.

Fortunately, there were few idlers in the classroom palace on the side of the First Prince, so she quickly found a quiet place to stand, took out her hand from her sleeve, and unfolded the piece of paper she was holding.

Fan Stone.

The three words slammed into the line of sight fiercely, making people dizzy.

Chen Shibaniang couldn't help closing her eyes.

"I came here today just to let my wife see if it's useless for me to work hard. I want my lady to see if I've benefited."

"Profit."

She said it was good, and she answered the second question.

So the question of whether it's worth the effort or not is left unanswered.

At that time, she stopped when she walked to the gate of the courtyard, just wanting to ask, but she didn't dare to ask or didn't want to ask.

Now she knew why the lady didn't answer, and she also knew why she didn't dare and didn't want to ask.

Because the answer... is still the same.

"As long as you practice more, you can write as well as a lady?"

"No, sometimes it's talent."

cannot!cannot!cannot!

Chen Shibaniang clenched her hands, the paper slowly rolled into a ball, and tears fell drop by drop.

"Miss Chen."

A voice shouted from behind.

Shocked, Chen Shibaniang tucked the ball of paper into her sleeve, wiped her eyes and turned around, took a deep breath and smiled slightly.

A lady-in-waiting salutes her on the high steps.

"The imperial concubine invites you," she said.

Chen Shibaniang responded, raised her feet, and walked along the road to the inner palace. From a distance, she also saw a servant leading a woman walking slowly. She couldn't help standing still, looking at the familiar figure.

She's here too...

"Who is that?"

The noble concubine standing on the steps squinted slightly and asked, looking at the woman passing by in the distance.

"Your Majesty, that is Mrs. Cheng, Your Majesty has heard about her." said the maid.

The imperial concubine said oh, and took a few steps forward.

"Is that the disciple who can bring the dead back to life, Mrs. Cheng?" She said, with a smile on her lips, "I think there is hope that King Qing will recover from his illness."

There was a smile on her lips, but a coldness flashed in her eyes.

After delaying for so long and making such a big commotion, compared with two years ago, the credit for saving King Qing at this time is the most cost-effective, right?

What a Jiangzhou fool!

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