An Shaoshuai relieved himself to take the medicine prescribed to him by Nangong Han, becoming happier and happier, and treated Nangong Han differently, warning his subordinates and his entourage not to be embarrassed for Mr. Nangong and Mr. Nangong's family. It can be seen that he recognizes Nangong Han's medical skills very much.

It has been close in recent years, and there is a day when Young Marshal An called Nangong Han to the attic room upstairs alone, this is the first time Nangong Han entered Young Marshal An's room, and the extravagance he imagined is completely different, this An Lushan's eldest son, not only is not extravagant, the room is displayed a little too simple, a couch and a table, a jacket on the couch is already old, the desk is neat, the classification is rigorous, and it should be covered before Nangong Han comes in, it can be seen that this person is as careful as a hair.

Nangong Han couldn't help but be secretly surprised, I don't know why he was called here this time? Could it be that you can't show your feet? If he showed his feet, he would not have asked him to come alone, he should have already taken down the three of them, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of anything in the end.

When he arrived in the house, Young Marshal An asked Nangong Han to sit on the couch, but Nangong Han pushed it back and said, "How dare you sit with the young marshal, just wait next to you." ”

An Shaoshuai said again: "Sir, please take a seat." ”

Nangong Han didn't dare to shirk any longer, and said with a reluctant look: "The contemptible obeys the young marshal's arrangement. ”

After the two of them sat down, An Shaoshuai added a cup of tea to Nangong Han, "Sir, please drink tea!" ”

Nangong Hanqian conceded: "Young marshal first, please." ”

An Shaoshuai took a cup of tea, drank it all, and said, "Mr. is so proficient in medical science and knows etiquette so well, he should not be born in an ordinary vulgar family." ”

"The young marshal has an overreputation, contemptible medical skills, only knows some simple prescriptions for headaches and brain fever, and does not understand medical science. According to the "Neijing", the contemptible people can't even reach the level of work in the way of Qihuang. In addition, the young marshal said about etiquette, the despicable person was born poor, because he studied medicine in Chang'an in his early years, and he knew some etiquette. ”

"Mr. Nangong still can't believe me! Okay, let's not talk about this, I want to invite my husband to come in the hope of seeing a doctor for one of my elders, and I will leave tomorrow to rush to Luoyang. ”

When Nangong Han heard this, he was taken aback in his heart, thinking about how to shirk it, but after thinking about it, how could this be pushed, if he didn't obey, he would definitely be in big trouble, and if he did, there might be a chance. If you can take the opportunity to go back to Luoyang and take a look at the situation there, why not. So he pretended to shirk and said: "Young marshal, the contemptible people are really sparse and shallow, and Luoyang is full of famous doctors, why invite me to be a person who is not in the stream, I really only know some fur, and I can't cure diseases." ”

"If Mr. Nangong insists on resigning, he will look down on Ben Shuai."

Seeing this, Nangong Han pushed the boat down the river and said: "Young marshal, the contemptible people are willing to go to Luoyang, but if the diagnosis and treatment are wrong, the contemptible people's lives are small, and if they miss the recommendation of the young marshal, it will be a big matter." ”

An Shaoshuai laughed for a while when he heard this, and said, "Mr. Nangong, you are really a smart person, and you are wise enough to protect yourself." It's nothing more than a promise that the next cure has nothing to do with you! How about this marshal can write you an essay? ”

When Nangong Han heard this, he really couldn't determine the good luck, and he might have to wait until he saw the sick man to make plans, if they really wanted to kill themselves, it would be difficult to escape, so he hurriedly said: "Contemptible people obey the arrangements of the young marshal, and obey the arrangements and orders of the young marshal." ”

……

In the evening, Nangong Han went to Ling Hu Zhao to discuss, and after hearing this, Ling Hu Zhao also said that this was a great opportunity to break into the rebels, but if he was not careful, he would be killed. In addition, when you go to Luoyang, who is you going to see?

Nangong Han pondered: "Yes, who is it to see a doctor, it takes so much trouble?" ”

Ling Hu Zhao thought about it, and was about to say, Nangong Han blurted out directly: "An Lushan ......"

Linghu Zhao bowed his head and gestured. Nangong Han continued: "I have heard for a long time that An Lushan's body is fat, and his belly is hanging down to his knees, and obese people must have diseases, let alone being fat like this. ”

"So, are you sure you can cure this disease?"

"This disease is full of phlegm and dampness, and there is no taboo for eating, and women are excessive...... How can one or two doses of decoction work? ”

"Then if your trip doesn't work, how do you get out?"

"I don't think the young marshal is worried about his father's condition, and I'm afraid it's the right time to come to me. And I have a plan, ready to use a fierce medicine, so that it can improve a little, so that it can get out, if it really can't get out, I have to be loyal to the court. ”

"Ready to use assassination?"

"How can it be so easy to assassinate? Taking advantage of its imperceptibility, he used fierce medicine to mobilize the true qi of his whole body, and after a few days, the essence was almost exhausted. ”

"The solution is good, but this will also put you in, this matter will be transmitted to the imperial court, and there is no way to say clearly in the future, whether you will break into their interior, or will you rebel and surrender?"

"I have thought about all this, and I have written a short report to the imperial court. In addition, I will write a detailed book, and when I leave, you will find a way to enter the secret compartment, put it in the hidden compartment, and seal it with wax so that it will not be eaten by rats and ants. If I don't go back here, and you find a way to make a deal in the hands of Nangong Yue, or in the hands of Lord Shangguan, and the situation is clear, then my wife and children can be supported by the imperial court. ”

"Don't say this, you can definitely come back, my father and daughter still rely on you."

Nangong Han smiled casually and said, "If you can live, you will definitely not find death." I promise you, do your best. If you have the chance, you can also take the opportunity to escape. ”

"If we don't get any definite news from you, we won't act rashly, and presumably they will take us hostage."

"It makes sense, then it's only a matter of opportunity."

……

In the evening, Ling Huyan came over again and said, "Brother Nangong, your medical skills are really not bad, after a few doses of medicine, the menstrual period has ended." ”

"That's good, boil the remaining doses and eat them, and you'll almost be well adjusted."

"Well, good! But I heard Dashuai's entourage say, Dashuai invited you to Luoyang to see a doctor? Blame me, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have revealed your medical skills, and there would be no such thing. ”

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided, don't worry. You can rest in Jing'an with peace of mind. Within a year, the war would have come to an end. Maybe you'll be able to see your husband again. ”

"But when you go, my father and I will have nothing to rely on."

"Maybe I'll be back in a few days."

"I hope so, I have been under the same roof with you for so many days, and I was very afraid of you at first, afraid that you would be inferior to me, but after all these days, not only are you not inferior to me, but you are still a real gentleman, which is respectable."

Ling Hu Yan's voice was a little loud, Nangong Han hurriedly covered her mouth, snorted a few times, and continued to say softly: "Ling Fox Niang's words are serious, the national disaster is at the head, who still has the heart to think about this, it is not easy to survive." ”

"Then I hope Brother Nangong can come back alive!"

"Definitely, I promise you, you go back to the couch to rest, and you have to get up early tomorrow morning."

……

The next morning, Nangong Han prepared the clothes for the long journey, and asked Hu Yan to break them into a burden and put them on the table. The young marshal's entourage waited for Hu Yan to enter the kitchen, and said to Nangong Han: "Mr. Nangong, full of knowledge and talent, how can you marry such an ugly lady?" ”

"Wife ugly and virtuous, why do you need to marry that kind of showy person?"

"Mr. Nangong is really a master, the contemptible person just talks casually, please don't mind, sir."

"How come, my wife is ugly, can I say that I am beautiful?"

"That's too, but according to the contemptible people, the gentleman and lady look very thoughtful, but there are more pockmarks on the face. In the past few days, I feel that Mr. Maza's wife has been less pockmarked, could it be that Mr.'s medicine has worked? ”

"Maybe it's useful, the war together, we are frightened, Clumsy Jing is still young, I haven't seen these formations, and I'm very scared. We originally wanted to flee to the Guanzhong area, but the old father-in-law said that he couldn't let go of the inn that had been running for a long time, so he hid in the back mountain for a long time. Fortunately, I escaped back to meet the young marshal and treated my family well, and I am very grateful. ”

"That's right, our young marshal is a good man."

"It's a good guy, a great guy."

"Let me tell you, Mr. Nangong, don't say it, the young marshal is An Dashuai's favorite son. Follow us, Young Marshal An will not be bad. ”

"I'll just cook and open an inn as soon as I light the fire, where will I have the opportunity to follow Young Marshal An?"

"Mr. Nangong is pretending to be confused with me, isn't it, the young marshal is going to ask you to go to An Dashuai for treatment, do you still say you don't know?"

"This, Master Jun, I don't dare to talk nonsense, the young marshal did say that he would take me to Luoyang today, but I really don't know who to go to see a doctor. The contemptible people are timid, and they don't dare to ask too much, so I hope the military master will understand. ”

"Mr. Nangong is really cautious, if he becomes a young marshal's celebrity in the future, don't forget to be there."

Nangong Han actually gasped in his heart, he really went to treat An Lushan, but he didn't dare to ask too much, and he wanted to touch some of An Lushan's condition first, so he decided to wrap this entourage in and let him say it himself, "Master Jun, I really don't know what the young marshal took me to Chang'an?" An Dashuai is such a big person, and it is not my turn to treat him. ”

"Mr. Nangong doesn't know, since the start of the army, the marshal has two or three poisonous sores on his body, and he has repeatedly asked the doctor for diagnosis and treatment, but there is no improvement, and the marshal is also moody, and has killed several famous doctors in Luoyang, and the Luoyang doctors either hanged themselves, or tried to escape from the city and run away from other places." After speaking, the entourage showed a casual smile and said, "Next, it's up to Mr. Nangong?" ”

A glimmer of cold light flashed in Nangong Han's mind, it seems that this trip is really possible to die for a lifetime, but now if he plans to escape, it is impossible, this is really putting himself on the line. Ling Hu Zhao discussed with him many times to find a way to escape, and he felt that he could collect more movements of the rebels by lurking, which could be used as a reference for the imperial court. But the imperial court didn't seem to pay attention to his mansion report, which led to the wrong killing of two generals, Gao Xianzhi and Feng Shuqing, and self-destruction of the Great Wall.

Thinking of this, he deliberately cried loudly, Ling Hu Yan and Ling Hu Zhao heard the sound, and naturally knew what was going on, so he asked why he cried loudly? Nangong Han sobbed: "I just heard this military master say ......", before the words could be spoken, the entourage ran over and covered his mouth and didn't let him say it, so Ling Hu Yan and Ling Hu Zhao threw themselves together and cried.

At this time, An Shaoshuai, who had cleaned up, came down from upstairs and saw the three of them hugging each other and crying: "Why is Mr. Nangong crying?" ”

Nangong Han saw that Young Marshal An came down and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Young Marshal, I have a wife and an old father-in-law, this trip is really incompetent, please choose someone else!" ”

An Shaoshuai looked at the entourage hiding on the side, guessed eight or nine points in his heart, and scolded: "Did you say something to scare Mr. Nangong?" ”

The entourage hurriedly knelt down and said, "The young marshal spares his life, the kid is cheap!" After speaking, he slapped his mouth with his hand, and slapped it more than a dozen times, so that his cheeks were red and swollen.

An Shaoshuai said: "Okay, don't act here." You think your father sent you, and I don't dare to do anything to you, do you? Don't go back yet! The attendant ran away.

At this time, he helped Nangong Han up, and Ling Hu Zhao also got up, but Ling Hu Yan knelt and kowtowed a few times to An Shaoshuai, begging: "Young Marshal, please let me go." His medical skills are really lame, if he can't cure the disease, won't he miss your big thing, and you can spare him? ”

Nangong Han saw that Ling Hu Yan was so bold today, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised, and begged: "Handsome, what my lady said is true, my medical skills are shallow, and I really can't afford to take on such a heavy responsibility." ”

Ling Hu Zhao also said: "I, a virtuous son-in-law, am sincere, I don't know the depths, this medical Tao is not good in the first place, and I really can't afford this responsibility." ”

An Shaoshuai laughed and said, "It must be that kid who said something to Mr. Nangong that disturbed Mr. Nangong so frightened." Let's get up too! You've been with me for so long, am I the kind of person who is unreliable? ”

Ling Huyan replied: "The young marshal is a good person, I believe it, but when I get to Luoyang, ......"

"Since Linghu Niang and the old father-in-law don't believe in Ben Shuai so much, then it's better to go with Mr. Nangong!"

At this time, the three of them were completely stunned, and began to ride in one person, and now the three of them have entered together. Nangong Han hurriedly knelt on the ground, and begged like a pounded garlic: "Young marshal, I can go alone, I can't see anyone, I can't be frightened, don't take her ......"

Seeing this, Ling Hu Zhao, who was on the side, knew that Young Marshal An had made up his mind, and if he refused to obey again, he was afraid that he would show his feet. Hurriedly knelt down and said: "Virtuous son-in-law, Yan'er is no longer rude, the young marshal is sympathetic to us and others, take us into Luoyang to see the world, what's wrong?" The old man thanked the young marshal here first. Let's go clean up. After speaking, he gave the two of them an inappropriate look.

An Shaoshuai smiled and said: "It's rare for the old father-in-law to be reasonable, then Ben Shuai will wait for another hour, you pack up your things as soon as possible, and set off on time at noon." ”

Walking to the kitchen, Ling Hu Zhao said softly: "I'm going to destroy your letter." ”

Nangong Han hurriedly added: "Release that pigeon, put a piece of white paper on the foot ring." ”

Ling Hu Zhao returned to the firewood room, bolted the door, put Ling Hu Zhao's letter of detail into his mouth and swallowed it. In addition, he caught the pigeon that had been hidden for many days, took out the small bamboo tube, stuffed a piece of white paper, and prepared to tie it to the pigeon's feet. Suddenly, outside the door, a retinue of the young marshal came and knocked on the door, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly replied: "Master Jun, I'm changing clothes, just fine." ”

The attendant outside the door said, "Old man, the young marshal asked me to help you clean up." ”

"Oh, no, I'll be right away!" Ling Hu Zhao knew that this person was guarding the door, and it would definitely be difficult for the pigeon to be released. So he tore the pigeon's neck violently, and before the pigeon could struggle, he hurriedly crushed the bamboo tube, swallowed the piece of paper in his mouth, and threw the pigeon in the corner of the wall.

Then he opened the wood door with a smile on his face.