Chapter 29 Urgent

When the gentleman returned, everyone thought he couldn't be saved.

He was hit by an arrow in the chest, and there were nearly ten knife wounds on his body, and he was wearing the ink-colored coat that Chu Fengge was used to, and the fabric was extremely thick, and it was deep and shallow dark with bloodstains.

Chu Fengge's hand trembling as he touched him.

The gentleman held his eyelids strongly, and every time he coughed, he could cough up a bloodstain, which affected the wounds all over his body.

The gentleman said, "Lord Wang, I don't want to die yet...... It's just that...... If the prince succeeds in the future, please go to the grave and inform the next one. ”

Chu Fengge's face had already changed color.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ past life and present life ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

When an old woman with the plague was cured, almost the entire yamen was boiling.

The haze of death that has shrouded Xuzhou for a long time is gradually dissipating, and almost everyone is showing ecstatic expressions, whether it is the people, the prisoners, or the group of busy doctors.

The doctors' hands could barely hold the pen shaft, and a few supervisors at the venue snatched the pen and scribbled it down, fearing that the prescription would be lost, they also copied dozens of copies.

And when Wei Heming saw this prescription, the paper was already crumpled, mixed with tears and sweat in the palms of his hands.

"Are you serious?" Wei Heming grabbed He Lan's shoulder and shook it back and forth: "He Lan, you tell me again!"

"The epidemic can be cured! They've come up with a recipe!" Song Yi and Song Prison couldn't wait and rushed up directly, grinning. "Xiao Xie Yuan! Da Qincha! We have succeeded! Xuzhou has been saved!"

Wei Heming's smile was like ripples in the water, from his eyes to the corners of his lips, and even every strand of hair was full of joy, and he couldn't restrain his smile a little.

Looking at it again, the inmates in the house are all so stupid, where there is still any etiquette at all, and they are all stupid to grandma's house.

"We ...... Is it done?" Wei Heming asked again in disbelief.

"It's done!" Song Yi repeated again, unable to restrain the excitement in his heart, and ran out of the door all the way, shouting. "The plague can be cured! the plague can be cured!"

He Lan's smile filled his eyes: "Look at the stupid appearance of the Song family kid, are you embarrassed to be a brother?"

The room was extremely quiet, only Song Yi laughed outside the door, everyone was restraining their joyful mood, but they couldn't suppress the rising corners of their mouths no matter what.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Wei Heming said before he almost forcibly straightened his face. "Now count and count the medicinal materials, how many are counted, and all of them will be distributed to all parts of Xuzhou in proportion, and if it is not enough, report to me, I will give Chang'an a discount." ”

"Obey the dispatch of Lord Qincha. He Lan smiled and arched his hand.

"Obey the dispatch of Lord Qincha. Everyone followed suit, and their voices were so loud that they almost topped the roof.

Wei Heming touched his face, and he was faintly hot.

In his previous life, he never blushed when he was in the middle of Tanhua and crossed the horse and traveled the streets, and he never blushed when he was at the head of the hundred officials, and when he was above the ten thousand people, he was called "Lord Qincha" and blushed.

Wei Heming only felt that his decision to enter the national prison was really wonderful.

Song Yi jumped in and asked with a smile, "Lord Qincha, what should I do now?" Originally, he was in charge of following up the progress of the development of the epidemic formula, but now there is nothing to do.

Wei Heming loosened his stiff face, and said with a smile: "Until now, there are still people in the court who are slandering me and others, so you go and write back to Jingshi, take this prescription, and slap them in the face for me." ”

Song Yi leaned back and closed with a smile.

There was a humane among the prisoners: "Song Gongzi, if you don't know how to scold people, if you don't scold people, just come to me-"

The one next to him directly squeezed him away: "It's okay for him to scold people, but the slap in the face is the best at it, come on, Brother Song, let's talk slowly......"

Song Yi was dragged away by a group of prisoners.

Standing behind the prisoners, Di Chu Shen walked up to him and wanted to say something, but was greeted by Wei Heming: "I've seen the five princes." "It's blocked.

Chu Shen looked at Wei Heming, who was smiling, and finally left in silence.

He Lan suddenly said: "If the little prince returns victoriously at this moment, then our trip will be called a complete merit." ”

This name is like a tightening spell, and when Wei Heming's forehead is mentioned, it suddenly hurts: "What do you always do with him?"

He Lan seemed to be smiling, and her expression was smiling: "I just said casually, why do you care so much?"

Wei Heming glared at him, and half of them threw themselves on the rolling paper: "I can't tell you clearly, I and him are embarrassed now." ”

He Lan only thinks that they are children's tempers, and they will be fine tomorrow after arguing today: "Then the princess-to-be, are you still looking for it?"

Wei Heming paused, thinking of the moist touch on his lips that day, Chu Fengge's ambiguous whisper was still in his ears, and his face was hotter again, and he waved his hand and said, "That's it, who cares if he marries a daughter-in-law or not." ”

He Lan asked again: "What about you, do you want a daughter-in-law?"

Wei Heming was stunned.

He Lan leaned lazily on the couch: "I didn't ask casually, I don't know about others, there are many people in my clan who have targeted you and sent me to inquire about the news, but I don't know what you think?"

Wei Heming was dumbfounded, and said after a while: "I'm only twelve, and a man should start a business first and then start a family." ”

He Lan shook his head and chuckled: "In vain, I treat you closely, and you still use such arguments to accuse me? Aren't you going to be sent to the cave room now, what about a marriage? You Wei Xiao Xie Yuan is in the limelight, and many people are staring at it." You're just giving me a word, do you want to?"

Weddings, funerals, and weddings are commonplace, and Wei Heming didn't care much about it, but for some reason, Chu Fengge's gloomy eyes flashed inexplicably in front of him, which coincided with the prince who played against him under the tree in his previous life.

For some reason, he suddenly became interested in getting married.

"I ...... I don't want to do that yet. Wei Heming hesitated. "Let's talk about it in a few years. ”

He Lan was not interested in being the third aunt and six mothers-in-law, so she only waved her hand and said, "If you don't want to, forget it, I will go back to my relatives to prevent them from coming to the door to beg for fun." ”

The two chatted for a while, and then polished the performance for Jingshi, went to the prisoners to liquidate the medicinal materials, and provided a list to Jingshi.

Wei Heming was quite worried about one thing: "We don't have many medicinal materials left, but I'm afraid that we may not be able to hold out until the Jingshi allocates supplies." ”

He Lan said: "Why don't you go and ask those big families if they have inventory?"

Wei Heming chuckled: "You can't always guard their few families to bully, besides, medicinal herbs are not like grain and rice, even if we save more, it will not be enough for us." ”

The two of them racked their brains together to save a little herb from between their teeth.

And these things, compared to the prescription for curing the plague, are not a big deal.

At dinner, they gathered all the prisoners together, and although they had food and no wine, and their clothes were not very elegant now, it was a rare celebration feast.

Wei Heming got up with a smile, raised the teacup and said to everyone: "Now is not the time for us to drink and have fun, I will replace the wine with tea, toast you a cup, and return to the capital in the coming day, I will not get drunk with you." ”

Everyone clapped their palms and praised the goodness, but Song Yi stood up and said with a smile: "Although it is not possible to be happy now, this cup of wine must be drunk by Little Master Wei." ”

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and a few people dressed as people walked in outside, and after entering the door, he bowed without saying a word: "The grass people knock on Lord Qincha, Lord Qincha's great kindness, and the people of Xuzhou are unforgettable." ”

This posture was too exaggerated, but it startled Wei Heming: "This is ......"

He Lan shook her fan and watched it with relish.

Wei Heming saw that those homeless people were not young, but he was afraid that if he really had to count his age, he would have to call them uncle and uncle, so he had to rush to help them-these people still refused to get up, Wei Heming had to smile bitterly: "I'm still young, and a few of them are really tormenting the younger generations, so let's get up quickly." ”

A few people got up with great gratitude, held Wei Heming's hand and praised him again and again, until Wei Heming was so dizzy that he almost thought that he was really a Bodhisattva who came down to save the suffering, so he took a few jars of wine, saying that he was to thank him for the people of Xuzhou.

Wei Heming asked He Lan in a daze, "What's going on?"

He Lan smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Don't you know, my lord? You have saved the people of Xuzhou! They have come to thank you." ”

Wei Heming glared: "It's not my work alone, how can I ......?"

He Lan knocked him on the head with a fan: "This is Song Gongzi's kindness, give the banquet a good fortune." ”

Song Yi said: "Gongzi He doesn't know, these people were indeed arranged by me, but they also found my door by themselves, saying that they specially wanted to thank Wei Xiaogongzi." Suddenly, he smiled and said, "If it weren't for that, according to our current friendship, why would we come to these vain things?"

This is a good thing, all the prisoners smiled and said a few words to Song Yi, and they all sat down to chat, and they were happy.

On the side, Ji Run and a few subordinates took over the wine jar and poured wine for the group of prisoners one by one.

Nowadays, good wine is also something that cannot be found in Xuzhou, and these jars are just enough for each of these inmates to get a cup and a half, but it is just an artistic conception.

Wei Heming saw that the wine had been poured for a round, so he raised his wine glass, and before he could say the toast, he suddenly heard someone break in outside the door.

"Urgent report-! There are rogue robbers attacking the city outside the right gate of Xuzhou!" That person is one of the garrisons in Xuzhou.

"Liukou?" Wei Heming asked, "How did you come here, King Raven?"

The garrison shook his head: "The subordinates don't know. ”

There was silence.