"Divine doctor, we are about to set off together. You...... Really think about it, don't regret it? Wang Xian Ling said tentatively.

Seeing this, Yang Shu smiled slightly, "Lord Wang doesn't have to be so polite, just call me Yang Shu." ”

Wang Xian Ling smiled and said a little embarrassed, "Uh...... Okay, sub...... Zishu. Then don't be an adult, it's weird, call me Wang Shao. ”

"I'm a doctor, I don't have any regrets, but Zishao...... The sandbar is tired, you work hard, accompany the people to tide over the difficulties, originally through this epidemic, it will be the official luck of prosperity. Now that there is such chivalry, Yang Shu really admires it. ”

Wang Xianling's face flushed slightly, "Zishu is too famous." Chivalry is not daring, but after experiencing the epidemic on the sandbank, I am more aware of the fragility of human life, and since I have experience, I should help them. As for official luck, there is no difference between being an official and being an official. ”

Yang Shu couldn't help but be in awe when she heard this, "Zi Shao is high and bright, Yang Shu is ashamed." ”

Wang Xian Ling was about to say something modest, but was interrupted by a voice:

"Lord Wang! Yang Gongzi! It's time for us to go! ”

Yang Shu and the others nodded and walked towards the team.

There is also a festival ceremony for the envoys, but the time is urgent, and the matter is urgent, and the Yuan Emperor did not have time to send the envoys, so he directly appointed Wang Xianling as the envoys, and the entourage and materials were also sent directly from the capital protectorate.

Wang Xian Ling solemnly took over the battle representing the dignity of the country from the hands of Du Hu, and set off with the team.

Wang Xianling didn't expect that he would become an envoy in this way, and he would send an envoy to Chaha on behalf of the Zhou State.

And this group of people, after passing through the mountain pass and arriving in Chaha, was also welcomed by the Chaha people.

It's just that the situation on the ground in Chaha is not optimistic.

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"Young man, are you awake?" An old man's voice sounded in Mo Bunuo's ears.

Mo Bunuo's head was groggy, "This is ...... Where? ”

The kind old man took Mo Bunuo up, handed him a bowl of water, and said, "This is the old man's house. You saved the old man that night, and the injury was not light, so drink saliva! ”

Mo Bunuo took the bowl of water and slowly put it into his mouth.

That day, Mo Bunuo led away the thief alone, and did not get rid of the thief until nearly night, and his luggage was also left halfway, with no water and no food on his body.

It turned out that just when Mo Bunuo collapsed to the ground from exhaustion, in the night, he met an old man who was in a hurry.

"Young people? What happened to you? ”

"Water...... Water ......"

The old man saw that Mo Bunuo's mouth was dry, so he fed Mo Bunuo his own water to drink.

"Thank you......" Mo Bunuo slowly eased up.

During the greetings, Mo Bunuo learned that the old man was Ouyang Zi, a well-known and knowledgeable person, so he hurried to see the students down the mountain and come back.

Mo Bunuo was concerned about An Jing and didn't dare to stay: "Thank you for the grace of the master's rescue, there are still friends waiting below, I really can't delay, so I will leave first." ”

Mo Bunuo was about to return along the road to join An Jing, but before he could go far, he saw a group of masked people surrounding Ouyang Zi. And pointed a knife at him, as if threatening something.

Seeing this, Mo Bunuo had no choice but to turn back and fight with the group of men in black.

Those men in black are vicious and aggressive, quite in the style of a dead man, but they don't seem to want to kill themselves. Mo Bunuo took Ouyang Zi to finally break out of the encirclement, but was shot in the calf by an arrow from a black-clothed man who came on horseback.

But fortunately, the group of men in black did not chase after them.

Mo Bunuo and the old man supported each other, and then walked out, but Mo Bunuo's consciousness slowly blurred, and he didn't remember what happened later, but he just read the place where he was separated from An Jing in his mouth, thinking about going to find An Jing.

"How long did I sleep?" Mo Buno put down the bowl and realized the problem.

The old man put the bowl away and put it on the wooden tray beside him, "It's been almost four days." ”

"What? Four days? Oh no, I've got to go find her! Mo Bunuo said and got out of bed.

"An Jing, it's a woman's name!" The old man did not remember to step forward to stop him.

Mo Bunuo's movements froze in place, "How do you know?" ”

"Then you have a high fever, your mind is confused, and you are still reading her name, according to the old man, eighty percent is your sweetheart." Ouyang Zi gave the tray to the disciple at the door, signaled to take the things down, and the disciple went down, "The old man sent the disciple to check the place you said that night, but there was nothing but bloodstains...... Empty and empty......"

Mo Bunuo couldn't listen anymore, regardless of the injury on his leg, he rushed out, but as soon as he got off the support of the bed, he fell heavily to the ground.

Mo Bunuo's fist slammed into the ground, he was very panicked, very afraid, afraid that An Jing was really gone; He wanted to see it for himself, to find Anjing, even if it was hers...... At the same time, he regretted that he should have rushed out of the encirclement directly with An Jing in the first place, and he had to be a good person, caring about the life and death of any refugees, but putting An Jing in danger......

"Hey...... Looking at you like this, you must not be able to recover well. Ouyang Zi called his disciple to come, "Let him drive you over to have a look, and after seeing it, make a decision, there are only a few people around me." ”

Mo Bunuo didn't bother to thank him, and nodded dumbly.

From the grassland in the north of the foothills to the Gobi in the south, where there is still An Jing's figure, the blood on the ground has long dried up.

Mo Bunuo shouted An Jing's name loudly, over and over again, but all that was answered was the distant echo and the crow crow circling overhead.

Mo Bunuo was already injured, but now the fear and powerlessness that surged like waves made him fall asleep again.

When I woke up, I was still in Ouyang Zi's academy.

"Young people, the heavens and the earth are eternal, so the heavens and the earth can last forever, and those who are not self-born, so they can live forever. Go with the flow. Besides, it's a good thing that there is no corpse, maybe she has escaped by other means, and if she is stupid and waiting for you in place, I am afraid that she will die of thirst long ago. ”

Yes, Xiao Jing is gone, but she must be alive, definitely alive. Although we are not together, I must live well, so that we will always see each other again.

"and not being born of one's own, so that one can live forever...... What is the meaning. Mo Bunuo turned his head and asked Ouyang Zi.

Ouyang Zi smiled and stroked his beard, "Hmm...... It seems that you don't read much. ”

Mo Buno said frankly: "In the next martial arts...... But also want to start over. ”

"Hahaha! Good! How about you save the old man, and the old man will give you a bachelor's degree in return? Ouyang Zi laughed loudly, causing the disciples at the door to laugh too.

Ouyang Zi glanced at the disciple dissatisfied.

Then he turned to look at Mo Bunuo, "Young man, what's your name?" ”

"What about the Tang Dynasty? The hometown of the mountain. Who's thinking about the cloud? Mei Meng Jiang Yin. I want to go to the palace, and send me to Qi. ”

Mo Bunuo thought of the poem that An Jing chanted by the bonfire that year, and blurted out: "Tang, Mo Tang, Mo who is not forgotten, Tang of Tang grass." ”

Xiao Jing, from now on, I will no longer use the name given by Hening, my name is Mo Tang, and the name I gave myself is also the name you gave.

Ouyang Zi pondered carefully: "Mo Tang...... Well...... Good name! ”

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"Da Sima's funeral is over, it's time to settle the account." Emperor Yuan didn't have much expression on his face at this time. It's hard to guess whether it's more comfortable or more regretful.

Seeing this, Li Gongzheng stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Lu is already outside the palace."

"Declare him in! In addition, Da Sima's posthumous edict should also be done, the more publicized the better. Emperor Yuan's eyes were clouded with a layer of mystery.

Prime Minister Lu and Emperor Yuan talked in the palace for a long time before leaving.

A few days later, Nataishou was fined for one year, the lieutenant was sentenced to exile, and all the chief's family property was confiscated for disaster relief, and all the surplus food in the family was sent to the Metropolitan Protectorate.

At the same time, Da Sima received a posthumous seal.

"Your Majesty, these sweet dates and sticks are really wonderful." Mrs. Lu listened to what Prime Minister Lu said and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Prime Minister Lu Cheng snorted coldly, "Your Majesty does have the talent to govern the world, but that stinky boy runs around, just because he doesn't want to participate in filial piety and be elected as an official, and now that the epidemic is everywhere, do you really not contact him?" ”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Lu couldn't help but worry, "I'm his aunt, if there is news, how could I let him run around outside." Alas! I just hope he's safe outside. ”

"Alas! I hope so! This stinky boy just doesn't let me worry. Let's take Wei'er back too! Prime Minister Lu sighed.

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In a daze, Quiet felt as if he was moving, and his consciousness slowly became clearer.

"Sister Xiaojing, you're awake!"

"Seventy-seven? Miss Wang, why are you? Only then did An Jing find that he was in Miss Wang's carriage, and Qiqi was sitting next to her, and Lu Yan was still unconscious.

Seeing An Jing's worry, Miss Wang was relieved: "Don't worry, he is just fainting from hunger, Qiqi fed him some porridge before, and he should be able to wake up soon." ”

Hearing Miss Wang's story, Qiqi's face suddenly turned red.

Now Qiqi has also become a slim girl, no longer the gray-faced timid girl who hid under the bed in the past. It's just that Qiqi doesn't seem to be very interested in medical skills, and over the years, he hasn't studied seriously with Yang Shu, so he simply didn't go.

"That'll be fine." An Jing nodded and said, "How did Miss Wang find me?" And where are you going? ”