Chapter 2 (37) Post-War (Part II)
Hearing that Erya owed almost 300 yuan, Yue'er was also taken aback, she quickly glanced at Shang Cheng, who was half-leaning and half-sitting on the couch napping, and couldn't help but whisper to Erya and said, "How can you make so much money?" β
I don't know if it's because the wine is on the top or if I know that I did something wrong, Erya's face is red, and she pulls her crony and explains to Yue'er in a low voice: "I originally wanted to sell half a gourd of water wine." β¦β¦ It was Liu Ling's drunken steward who told me that this wine was a well-known and good wine, and they had worked hard to sell it from the south, and if it weren't for the presence of the monk's eldest brother, they would be reluctant to sell it to me. β
Yue'er said angrily: "If you don't want to drink yourself, can he still stuff it to you?" β
"I didn't say I had to sell this 'Four Seasons Fragrance'." Erya was also a little aggrieved. "But people not only gave me two percent of the profit, but also promised me credit, what can I say? I had to say that I would sell two first, and take it back to taste. β
"It's not like you're thinking about wine yet!"
"Why do I think about wine...... I also see that this wine is rare, and I want the monk brother to try it. β
Shang Cheng just closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, in fact, he didn't sleep, Yue'er and Erya's words were heard clearly, seeing that the two girls were arguing in front of him for some money, and the more he talked, the louder he became, and then a nameless fire sparked in his heart, and he said impatiently: "Okay, don't say it." β
Hearing the anger in his voice, the two girls were immediately silenced.
Shang Cheng sighed and said to Yue'er first: "You go and get the money for Erya and pay back the account." Suddenly remembered something, he stopped Yue'er, who was about to go out, turned his head and asked Erya, "Your father is resting today, right?" Seeing that Erya nodded, he changed his tone and said to Yue'er, "Call Uncle Seventeen to come over for dinner in the evening, you can get more money for Erya, and let the restaurant watch the time to send some good wine and good dishes to come over and drink this four seasons of spring, and let them watch and prepare." In addition, it is not easy to send the usual wine and food to two tables, one by one, to help us build a house and build a courtyard, and the big guys are all stained with meat. β
Yue'er agreed and walked forward, Er Ya stood on the ground and hesitated, and suddenly said: "Brother monk, you paid them for helping, and today is neither a festival nor a joy, why do you invite them for no reason?" It doesn't make sense. β
Shang Cheng glanced at her, the corners of his mouth twitched, in the end, he held back his anger and pretended not to hear her, reached out and dragged two military reports from several cases, lowered his head and pretended to look, and said in his mouth: "You go first." Go back and tell your father, and let him and your mother come over for dinner in the evening. β
The two little girls were gone, and Shang Cheng was left alone in the house. Outside the house, there was a burst of cicadas. The sun was already climbing higher than the treetops, and the hot sunlight was shining through the window lattice, and the study was soon as hot as a steamer. It is said that it is a study, but in fact, there is not a single book in the room, and the two large bookshelves made by the master carpenter according to the pattern designed by Shang Cheng are placed in the corner of the wall barely. On several cases were pen holders, ink cartridges, inkstones, and a piece of blue sky stone pressed horizontally on several sheets of white paper with a light yellow glow. A small copper stove next to a few desks burned incense, and a few wisps of blue-white smoke rose through the lid of the openwork copper stove and gradually disappeared, and the room was filled with a strong smell of sandalwood.
Smelling the annoying scent of sandalwood in his nose, Shang Cheng looked at the military newspaper in his hand in annoyance.
After reading two pages, he felt that he had not read this military report before, so he turned back and read it from the beginning. The content of the military newspaper is still similar to the previous ones, and most of them are reports on recent personnel transfers in the army, which are dry and uninteresting. After turning a few pages, there was only one paragraph of text that he was slightly interested in, "Ruqi, Zhaoxu, Du, Liuzhen and the border troops of each village, town, and fort will be replenished in turn this winter and next spring." Turning the page again, there was another sentence, "The camp ordered the participating departments to review the gains and losses of the Duanzhou Campaign." β
Camping? It was the first time he had heard of such a yamen. What is the yamen? He read the news again, and he couldn't help it, and he was still a yamen who could directly give orders to the various armies of Yanshanwei. He read the military newspaper all the way to the end with curiosity, but he never saw the word "camp" again. He was a little puzzled, and he couldn't figure out what kind of yamen this "camp" was that could bypass the governor's palace and directly order, but one thing was certain, the origin of the "camp" was not small. He guessed that this "camp" might be related to the already noisy northern expedition of the imperial court.
Apart from these two pieces of news, there is nothing worth paying attention to in the military newspapers.
He put the military newspaper on a few cases, got up from the couch, and paced slowly around the room, stretching his arms and chest to move his body.
After more than three months of treatment and more than a month of recuperation, more than a dozen injuries on his body have basically healed, but the injuries were too hard and dragged on for too long, according to Dr. Zhu's words, "lost vitality", and his body has not fully recovered until now, so he has not returned to report for the time being. In fact, he didn't know too much where to report for duty. His current position is still a captain, but he is no longer the captain of the C-shaped battalion of the Nanguan Daying, because when he was injured and sick, his life was hanging by a thread several times, whether he could survive, whether he would be disabled or whether he could recover after he survived was something that even God couldn't say, so the C-shaped battalion of the Nanguan Daying had been replaced with a new captain; He was not the captain who led hundreds of people to charge when he fought the Gongqian Pass, and now the only people he could command were his personal soldier captain Bao Kan and four personal soldiers. He was just a mid-level officer with the rank of "captain".
After moving around the room for a while, he felt a tightness in his chest, and even his breathing was a little tight, so he had to sit back on the couch.
His heart was painful and anxious, and he longed to return to the army immediately, and lead people to destroy the enemies of the steppe, and go to the steppe to find his lover. But his poor health didn't allow him to do so. The only thing he can do at the moment is to try to eat well and rest well and try to recover as soon as possible. But the progress of the body's recovery is too slow. It's a real rush. He could only endure the torment in a long wait.
Regarding his slow recovery, even Zhu Daichun, who has been treating him, is helpless. But Dr. Zhu also told him that if he can survive, he can live with all his arms and legs, so he should go to the temple to burn incense and make a vow, which is also fortunate that he has been a monk for several years before and has accumulated merit in front of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, otherwise it is common for him to die ten times or eight times with his injuries.
Even he himself could hardly believe that he could survive - it was incredible that he had suffered so many injuries and had not been treated for so long, and in the end there was nothing wrong with him.
He touched his cheek, his fingers feeling the smooth, poreless skin of the scar on his cheek. The scar was large, much larger than the earliest wounds, stretching from under the eye socket to under the cheekboneβthe marks left by the carrion. He pressed his right chest, his ribs still hurting a little, and the injuries he had accumulated when he hit the arch suddenly exploded, falling from the wall to the pass, breaking two ribs......
It was not uncommon to break two ribs, but at that time they were still fighting the enemy for the wall, which was full of Turbids, and he had survived the enemy army, and he was already unknown at that time...... It was seven days and eight nights before he woke up again.
Fan Quan later told him that it was Zhao Shishi and Bao Kan who led people to snatch him out of the crowd; In order to snatch him out, more than a dozen brothers died under the wall. Ji Zheng put it more simply: "They are close to adults. If you are alive, you will rob people, and if you are dead, you will rob the corpse, and you can't let adults die and be trampled by the dogs. β
He can live because of Zhu Daichun's wonderful hand to rejuvenate. This bone-setting doctor who took refuge in the Nanguan camp was also temporarily recruited by the guards when he counterattacked; Fortunately, Dr. Zhu was in Gongqian Pass, so he was able to pick up a life from the hands of Lord Yama.
Dr. Zhu didn't take credit, and thought that he could survive, and more than half of the credit should be attributed to his brother surnamed Zhao, who carried him back to the camp, and it was Zhao Shishi who rode back to the old camp in Nanguan overnight to get the medicinal materials, and traveled 180 miles back and forth in the dark, which was completely playing with his head......
β¦β¦ Stone Brothers.
Thinking of Zhao Shishi, Shang Cheng's heart suddenly tightened together.
The stone has something to hide from him! In Zhao Jishi, the stone must have seen a very terrible thing! Very, very scary thing......
Every time he thought of this, he felt as if he had been drained of blood, and his face was so pale that people did not dare to look at him.
Starting from Zhao Ji one by one, Zhao Shishi has completely become another person, he always rushes to the front, fighting desperately with red eyes. It was also from Zhao Ji that this team never left a single prisoner, and every Tu Tu Ci who fell into the hands of Zhao Shi had only one way to die, he would cut off their heads, cut open their bellies, and if he had enough time, he would even rip out their hearts, and he would tear out their hearts alive...... No one is going to stop the stone from doing this, one by one, tooth for tooth, blood for blood, this is the rule that has been handed down from time immemorial.
He didn't stop the stone's madness. He didn't dare to go. He didn't even dare to talk to the stones. He was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would ask a terrible question, a terrible question that he would force himself to never think about. Even now, when his mind had just touched the edge of that question, and as soon as he remembered what the stone had hidden from him, he was dizzy and his eyes were dark......
I don't know how much time has passed, but he heard Yue'er say, "Brother, Uncle Seventeen and Master Ji Fan have come to see you." β
Only then did he wake up from his unconscious state, nodded his head and said weakly, "Go and invite them to come and sit." β
Yue'er looked at a large bowl of chicken soup that was still full, frowned but didn't say anything, and took the chicken soup away.
He breathed slowly, trying to compose himself. His chest and back were cold. I don't know when, the cold sweat has soaked his close-fitting gown......