Yang Lin was arranging the arrangement of Xu Shuwei and others, and at this time, Zong Ze came from afar, and when he saw Xu Shuwei, he stepped forward to say hello.

It turned out that the two of them were old friends in Bianliang, and after saying hello, they also stood behind them, waiting for Yang Lin to finish processing.

Han Shizhong was bored and said: "Shaozai doesn't urge the Jurchens to withdraw from the army, so do these trivial things here." ”

Zong Ze happened to hear it, and said in a low voice: "Han Xuanshuai, you must know that the wind rises at the end of Qingping, and the waves are born between the waves. Only by starting from the people, can it be regarded as a complete solution to Youyan's stubborn disease, although Shaozai is witty and frivolous, but he is solid and reliable, step by step, it is the blessing of the people of Yandi. ”

Han Shizhong pouted and didn't argue with him, at this time he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked, "This Xu Shuwei is Shaozai's nephew, is his medical skills superb?" ”

Zong Ze asked: "Why did you ask about this, Brother Zhike's wonderful hand is rejuvenation, and it is really a rare apricot forest holy hand." ”

Han Shizhong's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Wow, let him go and heal the poison injury for Wanyan Wu Qimai, isn't it okay, the province is delayed here." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zong Ze also suddenly woke up, that Jurchen was very backward, what good doctor could there be. It is estimated that it is to invite a few goddesses to dance the gods, when can Wu Qimai's poisonous wound be cured, they will get out of the house one day earlier, and Youyan will start one day earlier.

The two of them hit it off, both came to Yang Lin, and as soon as they said this, the three of them turned their heads to look at Xu Shuwei together.

The latter was feeling that his good days were coming to an end, and he felt a little creepy when he saw the six beams of eyes from the three people.

"What do you want?"

......

In the Jurchen camp, several leaders gathered around the fire, and on the bed next to them lay Wanyan Wu begging for money.

Wu Qimai is the younger brother of Aguta, and in the Jurchen tribe full of monsters, he is also a strong warrior.

Hulu, thorny tiger, bear fighting... He drove a hard bow, rode a fierce horse, and continued to hunt as if he had nothing to do with a day lying in the snow.

Such a person, who has been hit by a poisoned arrow, is also dying, and lies sick in bed. Zong Han had a sad face, Lou Room couldn't sit still, his own people crossed the Great Wall almost without an inch, and the old emperor was also blocked out of Yunzhou all the way.

Since the founding of the Jurchens, there is no worry, as long as they send troops, they are invincible, and now although they have not been defeated in both places, they have not been smooth.

The whole army already has the intention of retreating, and it is better for them to go back and defend the glory and wealth that they have fought hard. But Zong Han was different, he needed the military exploits of the Southern Expedition to seize greater power within the Jin court.

Around him, there are people like Wanyan Lou and Yin Keshu, either they are clans that are far away from the old emperor, or they are simply the leaders of small tribes, and they are only the sons of the prime minister.

Now the Song people secretly came to ask for peace, but it was with everyone's intentions, as long as they retreated to Yunzhou Mansion in time, took the lead in breaking through Datong City, and captured Yelu Yanxi alive, this credit was enough to wash away the shame of Youyan's ineffectiveness.

It's a pity that now Wanyan Wu is hanging half his life, and no one dares to call the shots. At this time, a small soldier outside the tent hugged his fists and said: "The Song people have sent a messenger again." ”

"Drive them away, didn't you say it, before the two kings recovered, they were not in the mood to negotiate peace." Zong Han said angrily.

Xiao Bing was startled, but continued: "They brought a Lang Zhong, who said that he was a miracle doctor of the Southern Dynasty to heal the king's injuries. ”

When the people heard this, they hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Invite them in." ”

When Xu Shuwei came to this camp, he saw countless captives who were driven by them to be whipped, like cattle and sheep under the whip of the Jurchens, and even more pitiful.

An instinctive disgust filled the heart of this abandoned official and medical doctor, and when he entered the big tent, he saw that it was full of stout and sturdy foreign generals.

The Song soldiers who escorted him came from Yandi to find someone who could speak the Jurchen language, and stepped forward to introduce him.

Everyone surrounded Xu Shuwei, came to the bedside of Wanyan Wu begging, and untied the wound, only to find that the wound had already festered, and it was because of the cold here that there was no smell.

Xu Shuwei is an expert in wind and cold, and he also has a certain degree of attainment in external injuries, stripping off the rotten flesh and blood, and putting on some muscle-building powder.

"It's just that the gold juice is quenched and the wound is infected, and after the wound is treated, I will prescribe a few more medicines, and I will be able to go to the ground in less than three days." Uncle Xu pinched his goatee slightly and said slowly.

The surrounding Jurchens didn't move, and Uncle Xu frowned slightly and said, "Pen? What are these people doing here? ”

The Song people who accompanied him said with a smile: "The Jurchen customs are rude, how can there be any banknotes, it is better to dictate." ”

Uncle Xu spread his hands helplessly, so he had to say it again. The Song envoy translated it word by word, and Zong Han also kept an eye on it, deliberately pretending not to understand Chinese, but he wanted to see if this Lang Zhong had the intention of harming Wu Qimai.

After listening to what they said, the two southern barbarians only mocked the Jurchen for being rude and rude, and did not make it bad, so Zong Han called someone in and brought paper money.

Xu Shuwei was even more dissatisfied, took a charcoal pen on the parchment roll, wrote down the prescription, and remembered that the Jurchen Tartars in the camp were so cruel, wouldn't he be helping to abuse them by doing so.

Thinking of this, Xu Shuwei's hand stopped slightly, and Zong Han's eyes were gloomy, staring at him.

This dwarf's gaze was so scary, Uncle Xu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly buried his head in writing the prescription. His palms are already sweating...

"Catch a few Han Langzhong and see if there are any problems with this recipe." After Zong Han got the prescription, he whispered to the soldiers around him.

Song Envoy talked to the Jurchens a few more words, but the other party was nothing more than waiting for Wu Qimai to wake up, and Song Envoy left the Jinying with Xu Shuwei.

In addition to the big camp, Xu Shuwei kept urging him to go quickly and escape from this place. The Song envoy and the accompanying Song Jun all thought that he had never seen such a bloody scene, and they all smiled and urged the horse.

Uncle Xu looked back slightly, and the Jin camp was getting farther and farther away, and he breathed a sigh of relief. I secretly said in my heart, I added aconitum to the prescription, which was originally non-toxic, but as long as I encountered ginseng soup, it would make people slowly exhausted. The Jurchen has a lot of ginseng, how can he not drink it when he recovers from a serious illness, so that he can get better and live for a few more months. This is what we just discovered when we were alchemizing, and you can't find it even if you look for Langzhong, so it shouldn't hurt my uncle. These Jurchens are so cruel, and this person is their leader, how can I use Uncle Xu to save him.

Thinking of this, Xu Shuwei was still a little scared, and clamped the horse's belly to return to Yanjing City as soon as possible.

The Jin soldiers in the distance have already begun to go out to search for medicine...