Deposed Empress General

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Chapter Twenty-One: The Cost

Zuolanglang returned to Sucheng with the remaining 60,000 troops, and threw the Koizumi Mountains he had obtained to the Shanrong who came later.

There is no woman in Dayan Army. She is a sixteen-year-old girl who has not lost her childishness. Walking in the army can be described as walking in the center of her eyes. Zuolanglang treated others kindly. At first, soldiers made troubles and whistled at her. She glanced back and said, "You blow?" The soldier was pale with fright, and she said lightly, "Don't whistle at me in the future. I will also blow."

Speaking, I really blew, and then said, "I am blowing louder than you."

Everyone laughed.

All the way back to Sucheng City, she and the soldiers have become very familiar. Marching during the day, sitting by the fire and drinking at night. There are many foxes in the sand in the northwest, and the veterans who are familiar with the terrain have called her to fight foxes when they are fine.

The left wolf's arrows were full of shots. One time, a sand fox that had shot and ran out of a hundred and twenty steps was right in the eyes. The most skilled archers in the army also bowed down.

After returning to Sucheng City, the left wolves arranged to camp and began daily training the next day. She woke up very early every day. A sixteen-year-old girl, in light white armor, was carrying tens of thousands of soldiers or practicing spikes, or sprinting for tens of miles.

Sometimes sweats emanate from the back, and each bead is shining with light.

There are not a few soldiers who have a good opinion of her in the camp. They have an introvert to look at her secretly, and an extrovert to directly show her goodwill. Zuo Canglang stood on the school ground, glanced at the crowd, and said, "I received a love letter from a few brothers secretly today, saying that I really admire me, thinking about it, thinking of tea."

The soldiers laughed abruptly, and the bearer of the love letter bowed his head, and no one dared to look at it. Zuo Canglang said, "What's so embarrassing about this, men like women, they are justified." Everyone followed suit, she smiled, raised her hand, pointed at the target, and said, "Who can beat me today ... "She thought for a moment, took off the epiphysis of the hand:" Receive one, and from today, I will remember his name. "

The soldiers cheered for a while and rushed forward to try. But the soldiers in the camp, compared with people like her, could not fail.

He was not discouraged, all with a smile on his face.

Half a month later, Xi Jing took the lead in smashing the capital of Yu Guo, Wuzi, and Yu Guo perished.

Xi Jing and Guzhu, Shan Rong, Tu He and other troops burned and plundered in Yu's hometown, and began a three-year battle in the city. Dayan breathed a sigh of relief from Murong Yuan to the Central Ministers. Yuan Xi captured Yu Guo, the old master of the country, and Da Huang Qin, and was escorted back to Beijing.

Murong Yuan and Long Yan Yue were awarded generals such as Wen Zhai and Yuan Xi. Only did not mention the left wolf. Wen Zhai naturally did not mention that she is still serving in the army.

On the day Wen Zhai and Yuan Xi returned to Jinyang to receive the award, Zuo Canglang practiced with the soldiers in the army. Suddenly a commander came to Malay to report: "Join the army! Someone from Jinyang sent you a letter!"

Zuo Canglang was quite surprised. After receiving the letter, I saw Zuo Senjun's personal note. She opened the envelope, and Murong Yan's familiar handwriting was vigorous and powerful. Before she could see the content, Mo Xiang entered the heart and lungs first.

The letter was actually very short, just saying, "The army was thin and thin, and they talked to subsidies. Zuo joined the army." At the end, he wrote a scorching word of dragon and phoenix. Attached are two silver tickets, one hundred and two.

The left blue wolf's thumb and fingertips repeatedly rubbed on the Yan word. It turned out that just touching the word in this way would also make the heart beat faster and blood vessels boil. The corners of her lips couldn't help but crooked into a crescent. Looking east, but not Jinyang, the heart is already on the other side.

In the afternoon, Zuolanglang was thinking about writing a reply to Murong Yan, and someone suddenly reported: "Joining the army, the Great Jicheng Plague spreads, Your Majesty has ordered Wen Shuai to rush to Taijicheng with his doctor, and Wen Shuai orders General Xu Lang Take the brothers of the three battalions to stand outside of Great Thistle! "

The left wolf wobbled slightly—Da Yan, it was a wave of unrest. She asked, "Does Wen Shuai let me follow?"

The commander was very familiar with her. At this time, he told the truth, "No. But I thought he should come and inform the army. General Xu has taken the lead and is about to leave."

The left wolf nodded, patted his shoulder, and walked out. If it was a plague, maybe Murong Yan would send Yang Lianting. She certainly went to see it well.

Rushing all the way from Suxu to Dajicheng, the soldiers guarded the gate and were not allowed to enter or leave privately.

Xu Lang arranged for the soldiers to camp, and in the evening, Wen Zhai finally arrived in Dajicheng. Zuolanglang then entered the city and met him. When Wen Zhai saw her coming with Xu Lang, she frowned slightly, but did not care about the matter. She said, "The plague is serious. Set up a temporary residence outside the city, and temporarily move the unaffected people outside the city. "

Zuolanglang and Xu Lang responded and led the soldiers to build a wooden shed in the western suburbs.

Several of the elder doctors are highly respected, and they can't afford to be on display here. They started to diagnose the villagers on the same day.

Tianping Lane, Deyitang.

It's getting late, guys have already rested. Yang Lianting flipped through a volume of medical books under the lamp, and sounded softly outside, he immediately got up, but saw Murong Yan coming in from the outside. Yang Lianting froze slightly, and quickly got up and bowed down, "Lord."

Murong Yan glanced at him and said lightly, "Get up."

Two people got up and he sat down at the table. Yang Lianting served him tea in person. He has been practicing medicine for many years, although he is a young man, but he has a steady charm in his chest. Because the sun is rare all year round, people are born extra clean, and they are more like a jade.

Murong Yan glanced at his hand and said, "Did you know about the sudden plague in Dajicheng?" Yang Lianting said respectfully: "I only heard about it today. I only heard the symptoms, but I haven't seen the patient yet."

Murong Yan said: "Soon you will see that you are in charge of this matter and you should see the prescription as soon as possible."

Yang Lianting answered, "Subordinates obey."

Murong Yan slowly said: "This time may be the only opportunity in your life, you must take good care of it. Although your medicine is exquisite, but after all, young people may not be well-educated." Yang Lianting was faint, unclear, Murong Yan said, "I found a person who will help you when you go to Dajicheng. When necessary, you must obey his words."

Yang Lianting said for a moment, although he was puzzled, he still said, "Subordinates obey."

When Yang Lianting arrived in Dajicheng, they were three days later than Wenzhuo. That night, Zuolanglang saw the secret sign and rushed to the city to see Yang Lianting visiting the patient from house to house. Guys, no one will follow him to this ghost place, no one around him.

Zuolanglang also had no mission in the army, and followed him all afternoon. Yang Lianting inspected the condition at the beginning, so he prepared a potion of boiling water to mask the left wolf and reduce the infection rate. The left wolf was not afraid, and accompanied him to walk around the city.

Yang Lianting tried several recipes, but the situation was not ideal, and the epidemic was still spreading at an alarming rate. The number of infected people in the city reached three-fourths.

The epidemic situation was fierce. The six doctors brought by Wen Zhai did not dare to go deep, but dared to diagnose and treat a small number of patients in the suburbs. Zuo Canglang accompanies Yang Lianting into the city every day, and the handsome boys and girls are in and out of danger without fear.

Wen Chai felt curious: "Do you know Doctor Yang? Are you afraid of getting sick if you go in and out this way?" Zuo Canglang said, "Just admiring his doctor's kindness. He didn't have to come." It's not that there is no room for blood and blood to be successful. Here are six doctors, each of whom has developed a prescription for treating epidemics. They have more experience. "

Zuo Canglang said, "There are indeed many things that are not successful without blood, but this does not prevent me from admiring those who have blood."

Wen Zhai is dumb.

Wen Zhai wouldn't quarrel with a little girl, but things were really up to him.

Yang Lianting was a young wit even in the medical field. Insight can be made up through medical books, and experience is absolutely impossible. After six or seven days, the epidemic was still not effectively controlled. Murong Yan wrote about the situation almost every day.

Finally this day, an old man named Jiang Xinghuiyi came over, claiming to be entrusted with Murong Yan to help Yang Lianting develop a prescription. He talked directly to Yang Lianting. The two did not know what to say in the room, and Yang Lianting did not go to the city that afternoon.

Zuolanglang was not assured, the old man in gray clothing deliberately avoided her and made her feel suspicious. She sat next to Yang Lianting and asked, "Is the Lord a secret letter to you?"

Yang Lianting said, "Well."

Zuo Canglang waited for another while, seeing that he didn't really mean it, he asked, "Don't you go to the city today?"

Yang Lianting said, "Go ahead and help me collect blood samples from patients at different stages."

Zuolanglang touched his forehead with a hand, and when he saw no fever, he said, "Okay. If you are tired, take a break, and your eyes will be red for two days."

Yang Lianting glanced at her, stopped talking, and finally said, "I know."

After the left wolf went out, Jiang Xing came out of the back room and said lightly, "I'm ready."

Yang Lianting's lips trembled for a long time, changed her clothes and entered the back room.

An old man was tied inside, and he was unconscious now. Jiang Xing peeled off the old man's clothes, Yang Lianting's lips were pale, he held a small silver knife in his right hand, made several gestures, and couldn't get his hands on. Jiang Xing said, "If you can't, I'll come."

Yang Lianting was short of breath, but felt that the air could no longer be absorbed by the heart and lungs.

Impatient, Jiang Xing snatched the small silver knife in his hand and cut it down from the old man's throat. The old man was unconscious, the blood was dripping, and he was caught by the tub under the stage ... Yang Lianting bent down and vomited suddenly.

Murong Yan gave him a secret order, but he couldn't. He tried the medicine and dissected it with a living person. In any case, he must develop a prescription before the Taiyi to control the disease as soon as possible. But these were living people, he covered his mouth and rushed out.

When the left wolf came back at night, he felt strange. She asked Jiang Xing: "Where is Yang Lianting? Why is there a **** smell in the yard?"

Jiang Xing washes his hands, and he replied, "Slaughter a sheep? Doctor Yang is unwell and says he will lie down for a while."

The left wolf hurried to step into the house, afraid that Yang Lianting was also infected with the plague. On the bed, Yang Lianting was really lying down. She stepped forward and asked, "What happened to you?"

Yang Lianting even had her lips white, but barely smiled, and said, "Maybe I'm a little tired these days and it doesn't bother me."

Zuolanglang anxiously explored his forehead: "Don't get sick."

Yang Lianting held her hand, her eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of water and light for a long time, and she said, "I won't."

Zuo Canglang said: "Then you go to bed first, or should you prescribe a prescription for myself, I will let Jiang Xing decoction and call you."

Yang Lianting shook her hand and said, "Lie with me for a while, I'm cold." Zuo Canglang said, "No, let Wen Shuai see why he is talking to him."

Yang Lianting then let go of her hand, and the left wolf glanced at him, but had no choice but to go to bed. He reached into his forehead again, and said, "It's okay to be cold. I think the infected people have a fever." After talking, it was really lying down together. Yang Lianting leaned her head on her shoulder. After a while, she really fell asleep-after running and running these days, she couldn't sleep long.

Yang Lianting closed her eyes for a long time, shaking slightly.

Yang Lianting has rarely traveled to the city since then. Most of the time, the left wolf ran out, saving a lot of time. Jiang Xing stayed here until the third day and finally said, "Are you still using a knife? When do you want to see it?"

Yang Lianting bit his lip, Jiang Xing coldly said, "Come here, just don't treat them as people."

Yang Lianting didn't come over, Jiang Xing turned around and handed him the **** knife: "Murong Yan said, you have a chance to survive by relying on a woman. Do you rely on others for a lifetime?"

Yang Lianting froze, Jiang Xing stared at his eyes and asked, "Do you have to rely on others to achieve your dreams, aspirations, and **** enemies? Your companion is going to the city every day for you. You have to wait until she is also sick. And when you can do nothing, can you regret it? "

Yang Lianting only felt that his mouth was so sweet that his teeth had bitten his lips out of blood. Jiang Xing said, "Is there no one in the Yang family?"

Yang Lianting walked over and slowly held the knife. The tip of the knife was down, and the blood dripped like beads.

At that time, the left wolf led a team of soldiers to collect herbs. She can identify commonly used herbs, but she knows nothing about medicine. No matter what Yang Lianting said, she did just that.

So every day, the patient's medication response was recorded, and some samples of blood and saliva were collected. Occasionally, fresh corpses will be transported to the place designated by Yang Lianting. Other dead villagers will also help with cremation.

There are also things like boil medicine and porridge, but when it comes to physical exertion, not as few people get. She was so busy that she couldn't care about Yang Lianting.

Yang Lianting set up a place to deal with sick corpses outside. In addition to carrying dead bodies, he also carried some living people with different stages of illness.

On this day, Zuo Canglang helped lift the corpse over and saw Jiang Xing staying outside. It was strange: "If you don't go in and help out, what are you keeping out there? It's all corpses, and they're afraid they will run away!"

Jiang Xing apparently did not expect that she would come in person, and unconsciously revealed two points of nervousness, but still forced to calm down: "I can't help anything, so I come out and see."

How could Zuo Langlang not notice this slight expression, she looked at his pupil carefully and asked, "What happened?"

Jiang Xing swallowed and said, "It's okay, I'll come out and breathe."

The left wolf pushed him away and wanted to go in. Jiang Xing quickly stopped. But how can a pharmacist stop him?

The left wolf pushed in the door, and the blood in the room forced people to choke. Yang Lianting was dressed in white and holding a small silver knife in his hand. He turned and looked at the left wolf and asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that he was unharmed, Zuo Canglang could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and sat down beside the bed where he had simply set up: "Ginger Xing blocked me from entering, I thought what happened."

Yang Lianting calmly covered the head of the "corpse" on the bed with white silk, slightly sideways blocking the body, and said, "It's all right, go out. I'll be fine in a while."

The left wolf is also inadvertently staying, this is not a pleasant place. She reached out and patted Yang Lianting's shoulder. "Hurry up, we'll have a drink later."

Yang Lianting said, "OK."

When she turned and went out, the white silk covering the head of the "corpse" on the bed was slightly blown by the wind, as if the body was still breathing. Yang Lianting lowered his head to look at the undulating chest cavity. The diseased organs were abnormal.

After two more days like this, Yang Lianting's medicine started to take effect.

When a few early patients slowly stopped coughing up blood and started to heal, the six doctors over there were stupid. Who can believe that such a menacing plague will end in the hands of a teenager?