The snow became heavier and heavier, and it was like goose feathers.

Between heaven and earth, there is only a piece of silver and white.

"Ten!"

The last stick fell, and the stick broke suddenly.

Song Zhong stood in the snow, with a scarlet official robe and a solemn face, looking at Shen Xuan, who was kneeling on one knee, his face was pale, and a wisp of bright red overflowed from the corner of his lips, with a deep expression.

Xu Zhong's face changed, ten rods, only ten rods, and the thick military stick with the mouth of the bowl was broken! Even if he didn't kill Shen Xuan, Song Zhong had made up his mind to abolish him, how vicious his heart was!

"Humble duty, Xie Dudu!"

The sound, which was colder than the snow, tore apart the wind.

The black eyes, without a trace of emotion, only make people chill, all the way to the bone.

Song Zhong's heart sank, he was wrong, even if he risked being questioned by King Yan, he shouldn't let this person live!

Under the eyes of everyone, the ten army sticks fell solidly, and they couldn't easily retort, Song Zhong could only flick the sleeves of his robe with hatred, "Leave your life for the time being, and if you commit it again another day, you will definitely not be spared!" “

"Xie Dudu!"

In the wind and snow, in the martial arts arena, thousands of border troops stood quietly, watching the majestic Song Dudu leave, and everyone's faces were as cold as ice and snow.

This is the governor sent by the imperial court!

Xu Zhong personally sent Song Zhong back to his accommodation, and before leaving, he instructed Zhao to stay, "I'm tired to the nunnery." ”

"Command, rest assured."

Zhao Yan gave up his hand, and he also disagreed with Song Zhong and the others in his heart.

A sudden dismount and dozens of military sticks not only chilled the hearts of the Kaiping Wei border army, but also woke up the people who were still vacillating between the court and the king of Yan.

No one wants to be charged with disloyalty to orthodoxy and rebellion against the imperial court.

But if the court doesn't give them a way to live, no one wants to die in vain.

Will the stick that fell on Shen Xuan, Meng and others fall on themselves another day?

Behind Shen Xuan is King Yan, and he has the identity of the righteous grandson of Emperor Daxing. Xu Zhong and the others had nothing but an official uniform and a battle exploit piled up with a Tartar head.

Today, Song Zhong beat Shen Xuan and completely woke them up. As long as the court wants to deal with you, it's just a matter of one sentence. The third product, from the commander of the guard of the third product, the commander of the same knowledge, and the commander of the fourth product, in front of the emperor himself, is nothing.

Zhao Yanshi looked at Shen Xuan, who was still kneeling in the snow, and looked at the blue and purple blood purlins on his back, and couldn't help but feel an indescribable sourness.

The gods on the top are fighting, and these soldiers with knives and tartars are desperate below.

Zhao Baishi, who is also promoted through meritorious service, can better understand the anger and injustice of the border army at this time. Perhaps, this is also the reason why Commander Xu left him alone.

"Shen Qianhu, can you still hold on?"

Zhao Baishi bent down and personally helped Shen Xuan up.

"It's okay to mark it."

Shen Xuan stood still, his back was still straight, he put the cyan military attache uniform on his body again, clasped the long knife at his waist with one hand, and saluted Zhao Yanshi, "Mark down thank you, and ask you to thank you for saving your life!" ”

"Shen Qianhu." Zhao Yanshi signaled that Shen Xuan didn't need to be polite, and lowered his voice in the heavy snow, "What to do, the palm print and we all know it." ”

Shen Xuan raised his head, Zhao Yanshi put his hands together, and his words were quite meaningful.

"That, please also ask Shen Qianhu to help deliver a message."

Who is that?

You don't have to say it, you know it. Even if they were hesitant before, now they can't help it.

"Thousand households!"

Shen Xuan turned around, and all the people in the thousands of households in Xicheng knelt on one knee.

Needless to say, Zhou Rong and others, who followed Shen Xuan to Kaipingwei, Gao Fu, Ma Chang and other border troops of the guard were also grateful to Shen Xuan. The military man, who was accustomed to fighting on the battlefield and fighting for his life, was not good at speaking, so he could only have red eyes and tense his cheeks.

Forcibly holding Meng who didn't faint, regardless of the injury on his back, he pushed away the person who was holding him, staggered and stabilized himself in the north wind, what's the use of kneeling? When will you not show your loyalty at this time?

Meng Shishilang propped himself on the ground with one hand, trembling, and shouted loudly with his strongest strength: "I am willing to die for a thousand households!" ”

In a word, it is like thunder.

"I'm willing to die for a thousand households!"

Ding Xiaoqi was the first to postscript, and his voice was not much higher than Meng's. Apart from Meng, he was the most seriously injured.

Zhou Rong, Gao Fu, Ma Chang and dozens of other wounded border soldiers, and even all the border soldiers of Xicheng Qianhu, shouted the same sentence one after another.

I am willing to die for a thousand households!

Zhao Yan put his hands together and watched, the smile on his face gradually put away, if this reached the ears of Song Dudu, I don't know what kind of waves it would cause. After a while, he shook his head again, that's it, since he wants to throw himself at King Yan, it's only a matter of time.

Today's matter, King Yan will definitely hear about it, and if Song Zhong wants to do it, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

After thinking about it, Zhao Baishi instructed the people around him to invite the best doctor in the city to the Qianhu Office in Xicheng.

"Especially Dr. Zhao."

"Mark and command."

In the shouts of the border army, Meng, who had tried his best to hand over a letter of nomination to Shen Qianhu, finally couldn't hold it anymore. was already injured, and it was freezing cold, so it was strange that he could hold on

The vision gradually blurred, and everything began to distort as far as the eye could see.

Supporting his forehead with one hand, he grabbed Liu Xiaoqi, who was kneeling beside him with the other, "Brother, don't be busy shouting yet...... Do me a favor......"

Before the words fell, the man had already fallen forward, and he was about to hit the ground with his face.

Liu Xiaoqi hurriedly reached out to pull it, and accidentally pulled the wound on his back, and a cyan figure supported the fallen person one step ahead of him.

"A thousand households?"

Meng's consciousness had not yet sunk into darkness, but his hands and feet had completely disobeyed the call. In a coma, I only felt that I was surrounded by a cold incense, like a fire burning in ice, faintly, with a hint of blood.

The events of the martial arts arena soon spread throughout Kaipingwei, and even the merchants in the city heard about it.

Meng Hu and Meng Qingjiang learned that Meng had been beaten with a military stick, and they were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

"The previous injury is not good, the weather is cold, how can it be good!"

Meng Hu's face turned pale, Meng Qingjiang stopped the military man who came to deliver the news, and asked Ming Meng to be taken to the Xicheng Thousand Households, and after thanking the other party, he turned around and went back to the house for a while, and quickly found the pills and a thick quilt that Meng left at home.

"Fourth cousin, who are you?"

"Tjuro can't stay in Senhesho forever." Meng Qingjiang pointed to the newly made quilt that had just been turned over, "Take it, let's go pick him up." ”

Listening to Meng Qingjiang's words, Meng Hu immediately nodded.

The two put on thick cotton jackets, picked up the quilt, pushed the door, and walked into the wind and snow.

In the Xicheng Thousand Households, three braziers were lit in one side room in three halls, and the room was filled with warm warmth.

Shen Xuan took off his blood-stained military attache uniform, sat on a round bench, and a doctor in a round-necked blue shirt cleaned his hands and gave him medicine.

Before the couch in the room, Dr. Zhao was checking Meng's pulse. If it weren't for the faint breath on the tip of his nose, just looking at his cold hands and feet and innocent face, he would think that this person had already lost his vitality.

Putting down Meng's wrist, Dr. Zhao got up and took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box, looking a little reluctant, but he gritted his teeth, pulled out the cork, and poured out a brown pill the size of a fingernail from it.

For a time, the fragrance of medicine overflowed.

Walking back to the couch, Dr. Zhao lifted Meng's chin, broke it, threw the pill into his mouth, and with his hands, it went down his chin and neck, without pouring water, the pill went directly into someone's stomach.

Stroking his gray beard, Dr. Zhao was quite complacent, "The old man has not yet fallen behind in this medicine technique." ”

The doctor who treated Shen Xuan's injuries was the apprentice of Dr. Zhao after he went to the side, and when he heard this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Master, Shen Qianhu's injury, you should come and see it."

The implication is that the apprentice is not proficient, and the master in the house must not be lazy and bother your old man to go out.

Doctor Zhao and the apprentice exchanged hands, sat opposite Shen Xuan, put two fingers on Shen Xuan's wrist, and closed his eyes slightly.

It doesn't matter if you have an external injury, you are most afraid of leaving a hidden disease in your body.

"Qianhu," withdrew his hand, and Dr. Zhao poured out another pill from the porcelain bottle, today, he even took out his family funds, "Your injury is not lighter than Meng Baihu, you have to use this medicine for three days." ”

Shen Xuan didn't speak, took the pill and sent it to his mouth.

"There is one more thing I want to ask Qianhu for advice."

"What?"

"The governor sent by the imperial court, but the commander of the Jinyi Guard back then, Song Zhong?"

"It's him." Shen Xuan's military attache uniform was stained with blood and could no longer be worn, so he had already taken a blue civilian clothes with him, "Doctor Zhao and Governor Song are old friends?" ”

"Friends?" Doctor Zhao sneered twice, rubbing the porcelain bottle in his hand, "The old man treated the wind and cold for the Song Dudu back then, and the prescription is the same as that prescribed to the Duke of Liangguo." ”

Shen Xuan didn't speak.

"Thousands of households can rest assured, the old man knows the measure, and he also knows his own catties." Dr. Zhao put the porcelain bottle on the table, stood up, took out another bottle of wound medicine, and closed the medicine box, "It's not easy to live to this day, and the old man is very sorry for his life." ”

The doctor who changed Meng's medicine kept moving, as if he hadn't heard what the two were saying before.

Meng on the couch closed his eyes tightly, and he didn't know anything about what was happening in the room.

"Thousands and hundreds of households are afraid that they will have a fever, so it is best to have someone to take care of them."

Doctor Zhao put away the medicine box, said goodbye to his apprentice and left, and there were dozens of soldiers waiting for him to see. With the help of those doctors in the city, the external injuries will be cured, and the root of the disease will also be left.

The master and apprentice walked through the second hall and met Meng Qingjiang and Meng Hu head-on.

Meng Qingjiang and Meng Hu were both going to Qianhu for the first time, even if they were used to getting along with the soldiers under Meng, they still trembled a little when they saw the beasts on the shadow wall in front of the door.

Dr. Zhao passed by the two with the medicine box on his back and did not say a word. Dr. Zhao's apprentice had the heart to mention a few words, but the master was in a hurry, and Meng Hu and Meng Qingjiang only cared about following the border army that led the way, and they didn't dare to look around, so they could only stop.

Pei Binh Province

King Yan sat opposite Daoyan, with a chessboard in front of him, and the black and white were strangled together, and the victory was inseparable.

"Has the prince made a decision?"

Dao Yan held the white, the voice did not fall, and the chess pieces had fallen on the chessboard.

"The shaft is pressing step by step, and there is no way back." King Yan was dressed in a bright red regular clothes, and the two golden coiled dragons on his shoulders seemed to be about to soar into the sky, "If you don't enter, you will die, and further, you can still fight for a way to live." ”

The sunspot has fallen, and the dragon has become a dragon.

Dao Yan clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha name, "The prince is talented, and the poor monk is willing to bow down." ”

Yan Wang Ha Luha smiled and casually dropped the chess pieces to the ground, "Lone has won, why did you, a monk who cares about mortal dust, lose?" ”

"Amitabha."

Dao Yan announced the Buddha call again, as long as King Yan is willing to rebel, let alone a monk who cares about mortals, what does it matter if he is scolded for being six impure bald-donkeys?

The eunuch who hurried to the outside of the hall heard the laughter coming from the room, and his mouth was a little bitter.

The prince is in a rare good mood, if he hears the news from Kaipingwei, he doesn't know how angry he will be.

To report or not to report?

Grit your teeth and report it.

Early death and late death are all deaths, there is not much difference. Besides, the Buddha is here, so the safety of his life is guaranteed. It's late, who knows what it will bring.

"Lord Wang, slave and maid Sanbao, there is something important to report."