Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

No one so many people will reason with you.

If it makes sense, say it.

It doesn't make sense. Call them.

Throughout the history of human civilization, this has always been the case.

But the person who wins in the end will carefully whitewash and beautify his malice, making him seem to be standing at the commanding height of morality all the time.

Dong Jinlin left soon after giving orders. Luo Yunran looked at the tall Song Wei around him, coughed and followed him to the place with paper and pen.

……

"Not found?" in Marshal's house, Marshal's face at the moment can be described by coagulation.

General Han has just returned from the dusty outside. At the moment, he is reporting back to the marshal.

After filling himself with a large cup of tea, General Han wiped his mouth and opened his mouth, "I've searched all the places I can find, but I haven't found a figure. I've interrogated the girls one by one. They all say that I haven't seen the missing girl since I left last night. Is it all right? Isn't it a woman? It's estimated that he was killed and buried directly. The king from imperial capital must be cleaner than us."

General Han didn't think much of it and was dissatisfied with the Marshal's previous strong demand that he find the missing girl.

"If I say that we've all recovered, it's too late for the seven princes to be the first two. There are many things in such a large military camp. He should cry and come to the door to ask the marshal for help. Marshal, if you really want to know where the girl went yesterday, would you like to beat around the Bush and ask?"

The marshal glared at General Han angrily, "I'm afraid that the seventh Lord may have doubts about us. The girl disappeared so strangely that she didn't poke any inside information to him!"

"......." General Han was stunned for a moment and sat a little upright. "No? He... He has no evidence. Besides, even if he suspected that the powerful medicine of Doctor Zhang Junyi had gone down, anyway, he would be poisoned in two days. Let's wait a minute."

"He just moved his hands and feet in the wound. If he didn't drink the medicine prescribed by Doctor Zhang Jun later, he wouldn't die in two days! He can only wait until his wound festers and affects his whole body. When will it wait? The cauliflower is cold!" at this time, the food in other areas can also be transported to the border.

At that time, they won't have any advantage in military grain. Do you want to compete with those merchants?

No way!

What they do in this kind of business is to tie their heads to their trousers and belts. How can they compete with people on a large scale? It's a stupid thing to do when they think they have lived enough.

"Marshal! Marshal!" suddenly someone shouted outside the door and ran in.

The marshal looked restrained, his old face pretended to be deep, and with the attitude of the superior, he calmly replied, "what's the matter?"

The soldiers raised their hands above their heads and presented something, "this is the letter that the military pigeon has just brought back from the imperial capital. Please have a look at it!"

When the marshal heard the speech, he immediately took the small bamboo tube in the soldier's palm.

Remove the lid and skillfully tick out the letters rolled into small volumes.

General Han was curious, but he was really far away. Even if he stretched his neck, he couldn't see the handwriting on it.

After stretching his neck in a funny way, he sat back as if nothing had happened.

"Heaven help me too!" the marshal looked very good after reading it.

"What's the matter?" General Han asked.

The marshal waved. The soldier who had just sent the letter immediately withdrew. The marshal suddenly turned around and looked at General Han with deep eyes.

General Han, who was suddenly stared at by such eyes, couldn't help beating a drum in his heart. Before he had time to make any response, he listened to the Marshal's instructions, "you go out and tell them that the transaction is in advance!"

"Ah?" General Han didn't quite understand, "but the ban in this city is still there. How can I get out?"

In the past, with his face, the soldiers guarding the city could not really stop him.

But not now. The little rabbit in dongjinlin has a Kowloon order. His status in Pingyang city is like that of the earth emperor.

No one dares to resist.

The marshal raised the letter he had just received in his hand and smiled confidently, "don't worry, the gate will open right away. There are distinguished guests from the imperial capital!"

"Who?" General Han's first feeling when he heard this was not happy.

Where they don't shit, they just stay by themselves. It's very good. They do whatever they want.

Not long after the new year, there came a distinguished guest, the seventh Lord, who made them a mess here.

Who can stand another one like this.

"Prince Ning's son," said the marshal.

"Your Highness king Lin is here -"

They were talking when a shout came from outside.

The marshal and General Han were shocked!

The marshal "rubbed" and jumped back to his master's chair. He sat down and collapsed there, as if he were powerless.

General Han was in a hurry to find the gauze he had just lost.

He thought it was very troublesome to play like that. It was uncomfortable to hang around his neck. He pulled it off and lost it as soon as he had a chance.

This will be burning eyebrows. It's like something.

Fortunately, I finally found that the gauze was entangled with my feet.

With his unprecedented flexibility, he bent over and divided into three and five to complete a series of difficult movements such as neck covering, hand fitting injury and so on.

Almost at the same time that he had just completed this set of movements, a neat and straight figure came in from the door.

"Your Highness king Lin!" the marshal quickly made a surprised expression and stood up holding the handrail.

Dongjinlin raised his hand in time to stop, "marshal, it's inconvenient for you to flash to your waist, so you don't have to be polite."

The marshal quickly showed his gratitude. "Thank you for your understanding. My old bone is really useless. I'm laughed at by the Lord."

The two of them were talking without looking at General Han next to them.

General Han had no choice but to stand up and salute dongjinlin. Reluctantly, he shouted, "see you, Lord!"

He was not a marshal, he had no privileges, and what he hurt was not an inconvenient place to get up and salute.

At this time, General Han regretted why he said he had hurt his arm.

Dongjinlin turned his head and saw General Han. "Ah!" he said, "General Han is here too? I still think you are at home to recover from your injury. Why can't you sit still when you are injured. At this time, your body is still important. Don't overwork. Marshal, do you think so?"

General Han smiled and said, "my injury is not serious. I happened to pass by here. I wanted to come and see the marshal. After all, the Marshal's injury is much more serious than me."

Dongjinlin nodded, "I have a doctor there. His medical skills are very good. Do you want someone to come and show it to the marshal?"

The air suddenly quieted down.