A few days later, the long-lost string song boy really appeared in the army. It's only been more than three months before and after a trip outside the border, and the string song boy can be regarded as going back soon. It's just that the originally handsome and handsome son has added a little tiredness and haggard because of the wind and dust, and it is obvious that these days are also quite hard.

Xian Ge did not directly meet Pengcheng Yanwang's army, but turned to the Chenzhou army to see Wei Junmo first.

In the big tent, Gongzi Xiange took a sip of tea, and then raised his eyes to look at Wei Gongzi, who was sitting on the main seat with a handsome face, and said, "This young man is running around outside, but you are very leisurely." Wei Junmo didn't care about him, but just asked, "Have you found the antidote?" ”

String Song Gongzi snorted lightly, "Ben Gongzi personally took action, what can't I find?" But ......"

Wei Junmo raised his eyebrows, signaling that he had something to say.

Xian Ge Gongzi said: "My Jian Yì is, it is best to wait until the war subsides before detoxifying." ”

"Troublesome?" Wei Junmo was not surprised, and asked calmly.

The string song sneered, "It may not have been that troublesome, but who made your uncle love to die?" Do you really think that this son is a god who can live the dead and flesh and bones? Do you think that the first time you make up a piece of clothing can be the same as the second and third time? Ben Gongzi told you that even if Yan Wang's internal injuries and poison are cured, if he can live past the age of sixty, Ben Gongzi will give you his head as a ball. ”

Wei Junmo frowned slightly, "There is no other way?" ”

The young man of the string song showed a malicious smile at him, "Yes, you go up to heaven to ask for the immortal golden pill." This son is a doctor, not a tinker. Not to be responsible for turning a bunch of rags back to your original appearance. Wei Junmo nodded, but he didn't embarrass him. Although he himself does not know medical skills, he is a person who practices martial arts, and he still knows a little about the human body. Some injuries are indeed irreparable and irreparable, and those have nothing to do with the doctor's medical skills, they are irreversible damages.

"Detoxification, what's the problem?"

The young man of the string song frowned and said, "I did find a medicine that can restrain the demon flower Hongtan. But Yan Wang's internal injuries and body simply couldn't withstand that kind of medicinal properties. At that time, Master and Uncle Mo'er will need to be present at the same time, as well as you and me. Protect his heart with internal strength. Otherwise, I am afraid that before the poison is resolved, King Yan will already be dead. ”

Wei Junmo sighed slightly, looked at the string song and said, "I'm sorry for you." ”

The young man raised his eyebrows in some surprise, he and Wei Junmo had never been at odds. It was indeed a rare experience to be able to let Wei Junmo thank him in person so quietly. With a light snort, the string song boy said proudly: "This son is for Mo'er." ”

After talking about King Yan's body, the young man of the string song paid attention to the barracks. At this time, there was silence in the big tent, but the sound of killing was constantly heard in the distance. Obviously someone is attacking Yundu, "Didn't you say that you were in a hurry to attack the city?" Why are you, the manager, sitting in the big tent? Who's leading the troops ahead? ”

Wei Junmo said: "Nianyuan." ”

"The monk?" Xian Ge frowned, he was not very familiar with Nian Yuan, and some were just a few faces. Occasionally, I met a nodding friendship in the Yan Wangjun, and I didn't even say a few words. Wei Junmo lowered his eyes and asked, "What do you think of Nian Yuan?" ”

Xian Ge was puzzled, "Nianyuan? I don't know him well. ”

Wei Junmo said: "Don't you think that the fact that you are not familiar with him is very strange in itself?" ”

"What's so strange about that? This son doesn't like him, and he doesn't like me, so naturally I'm not familiar. Xian Ge said, but he was reminded by Wei Junmo that Xian Ge Gongzi did have a little weird feeling in his heart. He has no grievances or hatred with Nianyuan, why should he look at Nianyuan unpleasantly? It is said that in a powerful and reckless military camp, he and Nian Yuan should be the people who can talk to each other the most. But on the contrary, even the deputy general next to King Yan is more familiar with it than with Nianyuan. Originally, he was just too lazy to pay attention to Nianyuan, and the string song boy didn't think much about it. But now that I think about it, it's clear that Nianyuan dislikes him.

Alienating a person without a trace, the string song boy is also very good at it. But he never imagined that one day this trick would be used by others on him.

"Interesting." Gongzi Xian Ge touched his chin, raised his eyebrows and looked at Wei Junmo and said, "What are you suspicious of that monk?" Xian Ge asked himself if he still knew something about Wei Junmo, and he would definitely not say such nonsense to himself for no reason.

Wei Junmo said lightly: "When did you first see Nianyuan?" ”

"This..."The string song boy thought about it seriously and said, "It seems to be ** years ago, right?" At that time, the monk... A sick look. I thought he was going to hang up. ”

"Did you check his pulse?" Wei Junmo raised his eyebrows.

Xian Ge Gongzi shook his head, "His appearance at that time was that he was seriously injured and lost too much blood, and he couldn't even walk and was carried by a few little monks." I wasn't interested in this kind of minor injury or illness, so I gave me a bottle of blood tonic medicine. "The reason why I remember it is just because as a monk, Nianyuan's face is really a little too outstanding. Even at that time, he didn't know that the half-dead monk was the famous Master Nianyuan. At that time, the fashionable and young and frivolous string singer naturally had little interest in a sick monk he met on the side of the road, let alone sympathy.

Wei Junmo asked, "Do you think that Nianyuan now is the same person you met at that time?" ”

The young man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Just like the face of the beauty next to your uncle is absolutely fake, the skin on Nianyuan's face must have grown on his own." Don't be jealous of him, you look better than him... Uh, when Ben Gongzi didn't say it. ”

Sitting lazily in his chair, "So, are you really suspicious of that monk?" Then you still dare to let him lead the troops? ”

Wei Junmo raised his eyes, "Why don't you dare?" Not only will he lead the troops well, but he will definitely help me take Yundu. ”

"Oh? So sure? Xian Ge raised an eyebrow.

"Because he feels that the current situation is more beneficial to him if the Youzhou Army wins." Wei Junmo said lightly.

The string song boy got up, "Interesting, since you said so, it happens that this son is also free these days, so let's go meet that monk." ”

"Be careful yourself." Wei Junmo said: "If you are planted in his hands, I will not save you." ”

Xian Ge Gongzi Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's okay, His Royal Highness King Yan will accompany me to the funeral." My son is at ease. "Even if it's for King Yan, Wei Junmo won't let him be in danger, right. And also... Wei Junmo said this, is he not as good as Nianyuan, that monk?!

After the army outside the city of Yundu, Nian Yuan and Xiao Qianwei sat on horseback and watched the battle ahead. Xiao Qianwei frowned slightly and said, "Master, the enemy's defense is so tight. We don't have much time left. Nian Yuan smiled and said: "The second prince doesn't have to worry, the little monk has already made a military order in front of Wei Gongzi, and within half a month, the clouds will be broken." ”

Xiao Qianwei didn't stretch his brows at all because of Nianyuan's assurance, and looked at the flags fluttering on the city in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "For several days in a row, we have been helpless. ”

Nian Yuan looked at Xiao Qianwei sideways, and said with a smile: "The second prince is not worried about Yundu now, but he might as well think about something else. ”

"Something else?" Xiao Qianwei was stunned for a moment, his eyes froze, and his eyes stared coldly at the white-clothed monk in front of him: "What does the master want to say?" ”

Nian Yuan shook his head and sighed softly: "The second son has misunderstood, and the little monk has no other intentions. It's just that Yundu City is about to be broken, and Pengcheng... Shao Zhong has been holding on for several months, but I am afraid that he is already at the end of the crossbow. Once Yundu was lost, the Youzhou army crossed the Li River... Jinling is in front of you. ”

Listening to Nianyuan's words, Xiao Qianwei couldn't help but feel a sudden feeling in his heart. Yes, after crossing the Li River, it is only a few hundred miles away from Jinling. A few years ago, several of their brothers fled back to Youzhou from Jinling in a hurry, but they didn't expect that in just a few years, they would already be about to enter the city. When the time comes......

Thinking of this, Xiao Qianwei's thoughts became a little uncontrollable. Once his father enters Jinling, he will inevitably ascend the throne and become emperor. And then ......

looked at Xiao Qianwei's silent face with a change of expression, as if he had forgotten that there was still a chaotic battlefield in front of him. Nian Yuan's handsome face was filled with a smile of peace and compassion, like a pious Buddha in front of the Buddha.

"On the battlefield, there is a lot of talk and laughter, and the two of them are so leisurely." A low, but somewhat playful voice came from behind him. Xiao Qianwei, who was in deep thought, was shocked in his heart, and suddenly turned around to see the string song boy walking over in white. It's just that he is very good at light skills, and he seems to be leisurely walking, but he has already arrived in front of him in a moment, and he doesn't even have time to let people see where he came from.

"String Song Boy." Because Xian Ge has been treating and conditioning his body for King Yan in recent years, and he has been courteous to King Yan. Although the three brothers of Xiao Qianchi are the princes of the palace, they are also very polite and thoughtful in front of him, "The son of the string song has been gone for a few months, and he has finally returned." How about the journey? ”

Xian Ge said with a smile: "There is Lao Ergongzi who cares, and a qiēshun lì is naturally very good." ”

Xiao Qianwei smiled: "That's good, the string song is here to find his cousin?" My cousin didn't come out today. ”

With a wave of his robe, he jumped onto the horse led by a lieutenant next to him. Ignoring the other party's surprised eyes, he immediately stepped forward and stood side by side with the two, and said lazily: "What are you looking for him?" This son heard that the siege of the city these days is planned by Master Nianyuan, and he is curious to come and take a look. ”

"......" Nianyuan and Xiao Qianwei were speechless, they had never been curious about Nianyuan's ability in the army for several years, why did they suddenly become curious at this time.

Gongzi Xian Ge looked at Nianyuan with a smile and said: "This Gongzi suddenly found out that he has worked with Master Nianyuan for several years, and he has never had a deep talk with the master, which is really a pity. Nian Yuan smiled and said, "The string song boy is serious. ”

Gongzi Xian Ge tilted his head and looked at Nian Yuan, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, this Gongzi has always felt that the master is a little familiar with the master." ”

Nian Yuan's face remained unchanged, and his smile was kind. His gaze fell straight on the face of the string singer who seemed to be unconcerned, and said, "Oh? The little monk and the young man of the string song have known each other for several years, is it not enough to make the son feel familiar? ”

The string song boy shook his head and smiled: "No, it should have been many years ago... I've seen the master in the next place, but for some reason, I can't remember it for a while. ”

"Oh? A few years ago, the little monk and the string song boy did have a relationship. Presumably the string song boy forgot, at that time, he heard the son's elegant play, Nianyuan was ashamed and didn't dare to say that he was good at the piano. ”

The String Song Boy still shook his head, "I remember the time the master said... It is in Qiyun Pavilion in Zhaozhou. But before that... Or after that......"

Nian Yuan was silent, Xiao Qianwei was a little puzzled, "When did the young man of the string song meet Master Nian Yuan, is it important?" "Nianyuan is a monk, even if he stands in the middle of a group of outstanding people, it is easy for people to notice him first. Since the young man of the string song said that he had seen Nianyuan, how could he not remember when and where he was?

The sword eyebrows of the young man of the string song raised slightly, and he smiled and said: "I remember, nine years ago, on the way back to Danyang, when I was resting on the side of the road, I seemed to see a few little monks carrying the master. At that time, it was as if the master had been seriously injured. ”

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Nian Yuan lowered his eyes and said with a light smile: "I see, nine years ago, the little monk went to Danyang to visit a senior, and he was indeed seriously injured when he met a bandit on the road. I didn't expect to pass by my son, but I hated not knowing Jing, but it was a pity. Fortunately, I met my son in the Youzhou Army, and it was not a mistake. ”

The young man nodded, "What the master said is good, I heard that the master is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea, if you have time, you still want to ask the master more." ”

"Don't you dare." Nian Yuandao.

"Master, isn't it almost over today?" Next to him, Xiao Qianwei asked.

Nian Yuan looked up at the battlefield in the distance, nodded and said, "Let's stop Mingjin first." ”

Mingjin withdrew his troops, and the soldiers who were still fighting for their lives slowly retreated. Nian Yuan nodded at the two of them and smiled: "We should go back too, I don't know what happened to Nangong Gongzi and the eldest prince." ”

"The master is right." Xiao Qianwei nodded and said, "String Song Boy, please." ”

"Thank you." Xian Ge looked at the back of Nian Yuan, who rode away first, and a smile of interest appeared on his lips. Raising his left hand and gently rubbing his fingertips, a few subtle and almost invisible particles floated down from between the fingers and flew away with the wind.

In a quiet tent, the young man sat happily on the table and fiddled with his medicinal herbs. I went to Guanwai not only for the poison of King Yan, but also harvested a lot of medicinal materials that could only be seen in medical books in the Central Plains. Unlike Nangong Mo, who is completely pragmatic, the young man of Xiange is obviously more research-oriented in medical skills. Whether it was a poison or an antidote, he was interested.

Satisfied, he put aside a bottle of medicine that had just been prepared, and a happy smile appeared on the handsome face of the string song boy.

The curtain of the big tent was lifted from the outside, and Wei Junmo stood at the door with an indifferent expression, glancing at the people inside and the various medicinal materials that he couldn't recognize at all.

"Is there something wrong?" The string song boy raised his eyebrows.

"What did you do to Nianyuan?" Wei Junmo asked. String Song Boy was puzzled, "Huh? What happened to the monk? ”

Wei Junmo walked in, but he never approached the table in front of the string song boy within three steps, and said lightly: "Just now, the people around Nianyuan came to report, and Nianyuan suddenly had a rash on his face. ”

"Oh, that's so unfortunate." With sympathy on his face, the string singer said sincerely, "Do you need my help?" ”

Wei Junmo glanced at him, "You want to diagnose his pulse?" ”

The young man of the string song said with a smile: "This young man just suddenly thought that I had never diagnosed the pulse of Master Nianyuan. ”

Wei Junmo sneered, "Obviously, Master Nianyuan can't trust your medical skills. He had already gone to see the military doctor in the army. The young man touched his chin and thought, "Do you think that the monk Nianyuan seems to be a little afraid of me?" ”

Wei Gongzi gave him a mocking smile, Nian Yuan was afraid of him? If it weren't for the fact that Xian Ge had a terrifying poisonous kung fu, even if Nian Yuan had no power to restrain the chicken, he might not know who would die if these two people were opposed.

The young man didn't care about his mockery, and said casually: "In the past three years, everyone has been in the army, and the number of times he has met with me is only a handful. Even if you are sick, you will never look for me, you see now, even if you have a rash on your face, you won't let me see it. ”

"You don't think he could have guessed that you did it?" I know that it was you who moved my hands and feet and still looked for you, did Nianyuan get his head caught by the door?

Gongzi Xiange glanced at Wei Junmo without elegance, leaned on the back of the chair and said leisurely: "Nianyuan is avoiding me, this Gongzi asks himself if he is not such an annoying person." So ......"

"So, you accidentally learned some of his secrets. But you forgot about yourself again, he was afraid that he would be too close to you and remind you. Wei Junmo finished what he was about to say. String Song nodded, "Exactly." Wei Junmo said unceremoniously: "So, what secrets do you know about Nianyuan?" ”

The string song boy spread his hands a little helplessly and said, "The problem is, I don't know any secrets about him at all." My memories are definitely fine, there are only two memories related to Nianyuan, and I'm sure I didn't accidentally peek into any of his secrets. ”

"So, you're talking nonsense with me?" Wei Junmo narrowed his eyes dangerously.

The String Song Boy sighed, "I really don't know how Mo'er can put up with someone like you." Although I don't know any of Nianyuan's secrets, but... I do remember that there is another strange and inexplicable person who wants to kill me. ”

Wei Junmo was not surprised, "Gong Yuchen." ”

The young man shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's right, I'm not familiar with Gong Yuchen than Nianyuan." But he seemed to want to kill me. If it is to cut off Mo'er's helpers, it should be done to the master and uncle, right? "On the medical master, the uncle is no worse than him, and on the martial arts master, he threw him eighteen streets. He has no grievances or enmity with Gong Yuchen... Uh, well, it seems that he robbed him of something at Shanglin Temple, but he didn't do it alone. Gong Yuchen didn't hesitate to sacrifice so many subordinates to kill him at the beginning, which is really inexplicable.

"So?"

Xian Ge Gongzi touched his chin and smiled: "Didn't you suspect him for a long time?" So what? Ben Gongzi just wants to help you confirm it, no need to thank you. ”

Wei Junmo glanced at him, "Don't push him to be in a hurry." ”

Xian Ge Gongzi nodded slightly, but there was a coldness in his originally smiling eyes, "I said that one day, Ben Gongzi will personally settle accounts with him." Now it's time to collect some interest. ”

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So... Now understand the birds? It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I'll say it slowly~ As for not being able to understand someone's image of being so fine, please refer to Master Gulong's Seven Absolute Flowers, or Bat Boy. Momda

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