After the heavy snowfall, the weather is getting colder and colder, and it is already a cold winter.

Su Han applied to Her Royal Highness the princess and set up an ironsmithing workshop on the side of the workshop to make brewing utensils for Xue Lang. Her Royal Highness the princess naturally agreed, and she also added two little servants to help out.

It was cold, and there was almost nothing to do in the farm except livestock, and Xue Lang was free, and he often came over to watch Dr. Su strike iron.

The blacksmith workshop has to burn coal, the temperature is relatively high, when working, Su Han will take off his clothes and work bare-chested, whenever this time, Xue Lang will have a deep sense of inferiority!

Dr. Su is like Jiang Lin, a typical undressed and thin. Compared with the two of them, Xue Lang deeply realized the fact that he was a weak chicken, and he was really too weak!

Xue Langda's brewer is a small steamer with a reduced proportion, and it is a waste to make it bigger, and there is no need for it. Su Han went to the hospital for half a day every day, and when he came back, he nested in the blacksmith.

One day, Su Han said to Xue Lang: "Although Xue Counselor doesn't know how to use medicine, you seem to know many prescriptions, just take these recipes for tiger bone wine, the more I think about it, the more subtle I feel, it must be the result of the accumulation of experience by medical experts, which is very rare." ”

Xue Lang patted his forehead and said, "I do know many prescriptions, and I still remember a medicine book, waiting for me to write it for you." The so-called art industry has a specialization, you should be able to use it if you study it. ”

Once, after Xue Lang had accumulated a certain amount of capital, he once thought of specializing in the cultivation of Chinese medicinal materials. Because I only have a cursory understanding of this market, I also bought a copy of the "Compendium of Materia Medica" and read it. And because of planting, it is often in a remote place, and it is inconvenient to see a doctor or something, and I have also studied some scriptures.

Now that I have crossed over and can recite it again, I have no chance to meet the King of Medicine, but I met Su Han, a descendant of the medical saint, by chance, and gave him these things, maybe there will be another famous doctor in Chinese history in the future!

When I think about it, I can't help but feel excited. Stretched out his hand and patted Su Han's sweaty shoulder, and said, "My brewing vessel will be entrusted to Doctor Su, and I will go back to write you a medicine book and a prescription!" ”

After saying that, he left in a hurry!

So, the two neighbors, Su Han was busy striking iron, and Xue Lang was busy writing medicine books and prescriptions, and the two of them were still busy. Jiang Lin was busy with training in the army, leaving early and returning late, and for a while, the three people who often mixed together were so busy that they couldn't necessarily see each other for several days, and occasionally they had a sigh of not seeing each other for a long time.

In the morning, I took care of my business, and after I finished my business, I copied the medical book, although I was busy, my life was also fulfilling, and I was so tired that I fell asleep with my pillow at night, and I didn't feel hard!

"Dangdang!" ——

Early in the morning, Xue Lang was reading the report sent by his subordinates, when he was suddenly startled by a rush of bells. Xue Lang hurriedly asked Changjian next to him: "What kind of bell is this?" ”

Changjian replied: "Hui Dalang, this is an alarm of an enemy attack!" ”

"Huh? Enemy attack?! ”

Xue Lang stood up directly, with a solemn expression-

I just don't know if this enemy attack is a bandit or a Turk!

When fighting, whether it is a civil official or a military attaché, without the warrant of Her Royal Highness the Princess, you can't walk around. It is the best arrangement for everyone to stay in their posts.

Her Royal Highness the Princess's army has strict military discipline, and the people around her are people who have lived in the border for a long time, and they know what to do in wartime, so as not to run around.

In the early morning, Jiang Lin should be in the barracks, and Su Han is in the hospital. Su Han must be very busy, Jiang Lin was on the front line, and Xue Lang couldn't help but be a little worried.

And Her Royal Highness the Princess!

At this time, it is only more than half of October, and it should not be the time of the life and death catastrophe of Her Royal Highness the Princess! However, the historical record is very vague, what if the date recorded in the history is only the date of the burial of Her Royal Highness the Princess? History clearly records the etiquette used when Princess Pingyang was buried.

it! Do you dare to write a few more words! Does writing a date die? Will it die? Will it die? It doesn't take a lot of paper to write two more lines!

Xue Lang silently hurt. I can't go to the front line, so I can only force myself to calm down and force myself to concentrate on copying medical books again. If he is allowed to wait, I am afraid that he will become more and more anxious, and after all, Xue Lang is just an ordinary person.

Copying until the evening, Jiang Lin came back, had already taken off his armor, and came back to carry the cover rolls. As soon as Jiang Lin came back, Xue Lang grabbed him and asked, "Ah Lin, do you have anything?" ”

Jiang Lin smiled: "Thank you big brother for your concern, I'm fine." ”

"What about Your Highness?"

"General...... Ah, no, Your Highness is fine, I have been with the general to protect her. ”

I think it's because I have been calling the princess a general today, and I can't change it for a while. However, these minutiae are not important.

Xue Lang remembered that in historical records, Her Royal Highness the Princess always came to the battlefield in person to lead the army, taking the lead. Immediately worriedly asked: "Did His Highness go to the battlefield in person?" ”

Jiang Lin nodded with admiration on his face and said: "I always thought that His Royal Highness was a wise general, but I didn't expect that martial arts were also very exquisite. ”

Xue Lang was speechless, not wanting to entangle with Jiang Lin, who obviously did not share the same point of view as him, in this matter, and hurriedly asked him what he wanted to know: "Is it Turkic or bandit who came today?" Are you coming back now, will Mingjin withdraw his troops or is the battle over? ”

Jiang Lin said: "It's the Turks who came, but today I didn't really see the real chapter, and the general judged that it should be more of a temptation than an intention to attack." The general is already stationed in the army, and the younger brother needs to go over. ”

Xue Lang nodded, solemnly patted him on the shoulder, and explained: "Ah Lin, you have to take care of yourself, I hope you and Your Highness can return safely!" Big brother is incompetent and can't go to the battlefield to help you! ”

Jiang Lin Zhengse said: "Wrong! The eldest brother has done enough, and it is precisely because the eldest brother has done an excellent job in logistics that on the battlefield, we and other soldiers have no worries. ”

Xue Lang waved his hand: "Okay, let's not praise each other!" In short, you remember, in Chang'an City, there are still younger brothers and sisters waiting for you! ”

"Well, little brother saves!"

Manly husband, even if Xue Lang is worried in his heart, he will not be that kind of mother-in-law, after two or three sentences, he directly asked people to pack Jiang Lin's bedding rolls, and let him carry them directly to the barracks, without saying a word of retention. As an elder brother, the greatest support for him is to prepare everything he needs and let him do things with peace of mind.

On the battle array, the swords and soldiers have no eyes, so that the soldiers can go to the battle without worries, which is the best support!

Xue Lang doesn't know how to march and fight, how to arrange troops, and how to anticipate the enemy's first opportunity, but he can do a good job in the deployment of logistics materials.

After thinking about it, Xue Lang first went to the kennel to appease the soy milk: "Soy milk baby, master, I have something to do, I may not come back in the next few days, can you let Wanfu feed for a few days first?" ”

"Woo~"

Soy milk was a little aggrieved and very resistant to Wanfu's approach.

"Wow!"

The fritters, who had been looking for a chance to perform, screamed twice, ran over and picked up the soy milk bowl, put it in front of Wanfu, and said "Wang" at Wanfu.

Xue Lang suddenly said: "Wanfu, quickly pour the food of soy milk into it and let the fritters come over!" ”

"Whoa!"

Wanfu poured the maternal meal prepared for soy milk into the food bowl.

After Wanfu was poured, the soy milk ran to the side of the food bowl, arched over little by little with his nose, arched to a position very close to the kennel, and knew to stop, wagging his tail at the soybean milk for a while to please him very obviously.

The soy milk twisted its head directly and ignored the tower, but it didn't rush the fritters to demonstrate, obviously not refusing the approach of the fritters.

This tsundere soy milk!

Xue Lang made a continuation gesture to the fritters, the dog's eyes felt a little brighter, the tail wagged happily, lowered his head and continued to arch the food bowl with his nose, arching next to the soy milk.

The soy milk was ignored, and the fritters immediately licked the back hair of the soy milk with a dead face, and the soy milk was probably annoyed by licking, and with a "Wang" sound, it directly scared the fritters back a few steps.

The soy milk "Wang" again, but he lowered his head and ate it!

Xue Lang's heavy mood eased a little, patted the soybean milk he ate, and said to the fritters: "Youtiao, your wife and children, I will take care of you in the next few days!" ”

"Wang!"

The fritters tapped the dog's head and spun around excitedly.

Xue Lang looked at the soy milk, then at the fritters, asked Changjian to carry the roll on the bed, and was about to leave, when he suddenly felt that the corners of his robe were being torn off, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a steamed bun!