Chapter 88 Hurry Up The best military rations and medicines, and even spirits to comfort the soldiers.
When Zongjun led his team to distribute food and grass, he repeatedly said that it was Princess Anguo who was rewarding General Meng Tian and it had nothing to do with anyone else.
This move not only made the word "Princess Anguo" famous among the military, but also made several generals who were waiting to see Meng Tian's joke shut up in disbelief.
The 17-year-old young general quickly cheered up, buried the dead, comforted the wounded, and rewarded the brave, then reorganized and led the army back to the Yong Kingdom.
Steel should be tempered in the furnace, and generals should be trained on the battlefield.
Meng Tian sat upright on his horse, and in the endless queue of soldiers, his mind gradually calmed down.
He summarized the experience of this war.
What went well and what went wrong, what went well and what went wrong, and how to avoid it in the future.
I examine myself three times a day and never dare to be lazy even for a single day.
He also wanted to wait until he returned to Yong Kingdom to meet that woman.
That woman once held a long sword in her hand and protected the soldiers with one hand and the civilians with the other in the villages north of Daliang City that were about to be captured. She was also able to maneuver horizontally and vertically, and at a young age, she persuaded soldiers from the Six Nations to rescue her father with a few letters.
She is still one year younger than him, and she can do this.
It's time to see her, just like meeting a benefactor, an old friend, or a respected teacher.
That plain white but tall little figure was carefully hidden in Meng Tian's heart, cherishing it.
As the news spread that Yong and Han had a truce and signed an alliance with Wei, and were preparing to join forces to fight against Chu, the Yan and Zhao armies that had been stationed to the north of Wei finally no longer hesitated and quickly retreated.
As for the Chu army on the way north, they had no choice but to camp on the spot and wait for orders from the capital because they had not received any news from Yanzhao.
Shouchun, the capital of Chu State, is a prosperous scene.
This place is not like the capital of the Yong Kingdom, where everything is dark. Even the wealthy nobles do not occupy large tables and refrain from extravagance and frugality.
This was originally the residence of Lord Chun Shen, and "shou" means long-lasting good fortune.
It is spring now, with peaches and willows on Bagong Mountain, and the Pearl Spring gushing with Shouchun City, you can see the bustling businessmen and tourists. Not far away, there is a pavilion for people to rest.
Drink a bowl of local Maofeng tea in the pavilion, stand on tiptoe after resting, and you can see the flower drum performance not far Flower Drum Lantern Show is beautiful, but the most beautiful thing is the men and women walking on the street.
Although Chu people regard thinness as beauty, they are not weak.
The clothes are colorful and gorgeous, the sleeves have wide edges, and they like to use wide waistbands to reveal their graceful figure curves.
Besides Qi, Chu also has the best clothing fabrics.
The clothes here are decorated with patterns using various techniques such as printing, painting, and embroidery. The patterns are smooth and the curves are bright.
However, among the women walking on the streets of Shouchun, there was one woman who, even though she had been here for several months, was still wearing a wide-sleeved dark coat with intertwined blue and white patterns, and she walked solemnly and dignifiedly.
That is General Xiang Yan's retainer, Wei Nanxu.
Wei Nanxu came out in person today and invited several doctors to the house on the that there was news from the north, he went to the palace to see the emperor.
She can now enter and leave the palace freely, and she sees the king of Chu even more frequently than the concubines in the palace.
Mi Fuchu, the king of Chu, was sitting on his knees behind the imperial court, carefully reviewing the memorial.
The military intelligence report sent from the Northland was thrown at his feet.
Wei Nanxu walked over gently, picked up the newspaper and read it silently.
"Axu," Mi Fuchu looked up at Wei Nanxu, her broad shoulders sank slightly, and she smiled, "I've let you down. This time they conspired to fight against Chu. There have been changes at Yanzhao. I have given the order. Withdraw troops.”
Wei Nanxu frowned slightly and shook his head.
"I'm not disappointed," she said solemnly, "His Majesty's ambition is to pacify the world. Now it's really not easy to kill six countries in one go."
To pacify the world, if you can do it, you will leave your name in the history books and become a person with a noble status like the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
In addition to this, Mi Fuchu also couldn't wait to see Zhao Zheng die in front of him.
When the time comes, he will massacre the Yong Kingdom, make the Wei Kingdom a scorched earth, watch the rushing water of the Yellow River turn red, and let the corpses block the river.
This is the only way to avenge the death of 30 soldiers.
"Although you can't fight," Wei Nanxu said, "your majesty can do other things."
Mi Fuchu looked at Wei Nanxu with interest.
What he likes most is listening to her ideas.
The last time Wei Nanxu wrote to the Queen of Qi, the Queen drove Jiang He out.
Wei Nanxu said: "I want a group of smarter people to train well and send them to Yong Kingdom."
"Okay," Mi Fuchu said, "There is someone who is very suitable."
Although he is said to be Xiang Yan's guest, Wei Nanxu has bought another house and lives in a secluded but gorgeous house.
All the doctors she invited today are waiting here.
"Everyone," Wei Nanxu said, "There is a person in my house who has been poisoned. Please detoxify him."
"Excuse me, what kind of poison is it?" The doctor knew that the woman in front of him was trusted by the King of Chu, so he was respectful.
"Drunk to death." Wei Nanxu said.
Drunk and dead, the poison originally developed by a retainer in the Wei Mansion was used by Chang'an Lord Zhao Jiao to kill Zhao Zheng's poison, and the residual poison in Zhao Zheng's body.
After Zhao Jiao was killed, Wei Nanxu learned from people around the Queen Mother that Zhao Zheng could only live for three years at most because of the residual poison in his body due to drunkenness.
There was naturally an antidote to the poison that caused drunkenness in the Great Lam Palace, but the imperial doctors were helpless against the residual poison that spread all over the limbs and are many medicinal herbs in Chu State, and the doctors are good at preparing and detoxifying poisons, and know how to fight poison with poison.
This is a good place to develop an antidote.
The doctor suddenly panicked when he saw the patient being carried into the hall by his servants.
The most important thing about detoxification is not to delay. They came early today, but Wei Nanxu went to the palace again and only took the patient out after returning. It was obvious that time had been delayed.
The person who was poisoned was a girl of twelve or thirteen years face was withered and yellow, and the corners of her eyes were black and blue. She was lying on the bamboo bed in pain, with only half a breath left.
The doctor used to check the pulse and body, first confirm the properties of the poison, then use a silver needle to extract the poison, and finally brew the antidote.
But before the antidote was worked out, the little girl who was poisoned could no longer survive.
She vomited out a large mouthful of black blood, rolled her eyes white, and called "Aniang" in her mouth, then her heart broke and she died of poison.
All the doctors involved in the treatment looked sad.
"My skills are inferior to others..."
"Girl, please express your condolences..."
"This is a medical fee, I can't charge it..."
They were talking in various directions, some raised their sleeves to wipe away tears, and some stepped forward to cover the dead little girl with a thin quilt.
But Wei Nanxu looked normal.
She clapped her hands gently, the side door opened, and a servant pushed in a woman.
This woman, who was in her thirties, looked up and saw the dead little girl on the bamboo bed. She suddenly became crazy and collapsed. She cried loudly and came closer. She hugged the little girl and buried her head.
"Why on earth is this?" She glared at Wei Nanxu, "My slave took her daughter and sold her body on the street to bury her husband, so that she could work in your Wei Mansion. She is still a child. What has she done wrong that you want to punish her like this?"
"It's nothing," Wei Nanxu said, "It's just a test of the poison."
The woman put down her daughter and rushed over without hesitation. After taking only two steps, her knees became weak and she fell to the ground.
The corners of her lips opened uncontrollably, and white saliva flowed out of them.
"Okay," Wei Nanxu looked at the doctors who were looking at each other with angry expressions and said, "This can be saved."
"How can this be?"
"So it was you who poisoned you? And you asked me to come and save you?"
"What a snake-hearted person! I'm going to knock on the drum and hear the drum-faced sage's death remonstrance!"
The doctors were furious, and many walked away and stepped through the gate.
At this moment, dozens of guards rushed into the hall and surrounded the doctor.
"This one is dead, and there are new ones. When you try to detoxify and find a way to detoxify the remaining poison, I will let you go."
Wei Nanxu raised her feet and left, her voice sounding like a ghost asking for life in the underworld.
Brother Zhao, wait.
She said in her heart, wait for me to make an antidote for that time, will you disobey what I ask you to do? No one knows better than her how great the temptation of living is.
From the water route to the land route, we met up with Zongjun who had finished delivering grain and grass, and then headed to Hanqu.
Along the way, Zhao Zheng and Jiang He talked a lot about the current situation of Yong State and the essentials of governing the country.
Although we have different views in many places, we have also benefited a lot from each other's exchanges.
They were both people who had traveled among the seven kingdoms. Zhao Zheng was a hostage, and Jiang He was accompanying his father on an envoy.
They can also say a lot about the customs, customs, city appearance and political appearance of various countries.
The first few days were fine, but on the last day, Zongjun suddenly heard the sounds of discussions and quarrels in the carriage.
As he approached, he saw a roll of bamboo slips falling out and falling heavily to the ground.
Zong Jun approached nervously, fearing that the two masters would get hurt when they first met, but suddenly he heard a strange sound.
It's like smacking the lips when complimenting others, like a fish's tail swaying in the water, more intensive breathing, and the tension of swords that collide with the carriage carriage from time to time.
This is……
"Come here and let me hold you."
Zongjun, who was close to the car curtain, heard the sound and was so frightened that his hair stood on end and his whole body trembled, unable to suddenly occurred to me that His Majesty was talking to Jiang He, not to him, so he was sweating, hot, embarrassed and collapsed, but stood still with excitement.
He walked around in a circle, feeling excited that he had finally accomplished his merits after traveling thousands of miles.
But spinning around couldn't calm him down, so Zongjun ran forward.
He ran and ran, running ahead of Dajia Lubu's team. He ran until he saw Fengjia coming out of Yongguo land and personally greeted him.
He suddenly felt something wasn't right.
how……
As a chamberlain who had served in the palace for many years, Zongjun could tell that it was the Queen Mother of Yong Kingdom, Ji Man, who came to greet her personally.
Zongjun suddenly turned around and looked at the carriage behind Zhao Zheng and Jiang He.
You guys, hurry up.
(End of this chapter)