Chapter 107: A Quest for Reality
The army won and returned, when the music was played, the song of triumph was sung, it was called "triumph", and the emperor was also ordered, and the CD king Sima Ying personally led a hundred officials out of the city to the suburbs to greet him, in order to show his consolation, which was "suburban labor". After the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info, all the adults should tell the ancestors of heaven and earth in the temple and the society, and offer the gift of the prisoner. Long live the meeting in the front of the gate building at noon gate to set up a tent seat, civil and military officials and prisoner generals stand downstairs in shifts, in front of the building slightly south set up a prisoner seat. The courtiers read out the "Lubu" (good news) for defeating the enemy in public. The secretary of the criminal department issued a notice that the prisoners of a certain place should be surrendered, and they should be handed over to the department for disposal. After Banzai ordered his release, the courtiers issued a decree to release the shackles first, and then announced their release. The captives shouted three times, and then thanked them.
After that, long live the feast in the main hall to enjoy the meritorious heroes, and reward the meritorious deeds. In ancient times, this kind of ritual of "enjoying the credit of the ancestral temple and the shejue ceun" was called "drinking to". The officials were to read out the emperor's decrees, and the officials bowed down and then gave rewards. The rewardee officer knelt down in front of the ceremony in turn to receive the order, and the official of the ministry conferred the order on his behalf, and the official of the ministry of rites conferred the gift on his behalfγγγγγ Looking at the white-haired officials of the Ministry of Rites, foaming at the mouth, talking endlessly, Ma Long and Tang Bin listened patiently, and this etiquette explanation took more than half an hour before the officials of the Ministry of Rites stopped.
Ma Long smiled and said: "My lord, you talked a lot, we are all men who fight in the army, how can we remember?" Even if they remember, how can they let their subordinates understand them one by one? β
The official of the Ministry of Rites said with a smile: "Don't worry, general, in fact, it doesn't matter if your subordinates remember it or not, one is to follow you and draw a scoop according to the gourd, and the other is that the etiquette officer will mention the general on the side, you only need to restrain your subordinates to obey the command of the etiquette officer, and don't lose your manners in front of you." β
Ma Long said: "Hey, I understand when my lord says this, don't worry, I guarantee that there will be no problems." β
The official of the Ministry of Rites looked around with an inquiring eye, and said to Ma Long: "General, I don't know where the overseer is?" β
Ma Long sighed: "Hey, how can the overseer ever suffer from such a military journey, no, he suffered from wind and cold after working hard, and he can't afford to get sick, and now he is suffering from a major nutritional illness in the Chinese army." β
"Oh? Then the subordinate has to go to say goodbye, and the overseer works for the country. β
Ma Long pondered for a moment: "The prison army is having a rash, so it can't be ventilated on all sides, in order to prevent the spread of the disease, the Chinese military camp has also been blocked by the adult's personal soldiers, and even the general is easy not to visit, but the adult is a court official, so he should be invited." With that, Malone made a gesture of please.
When the official of the Ministry of Rites heard that it was a rash, his heart trembled a few times, but the words had already been spoken, how could he take it back. What's more, this is on the surface to read out the etiquette of the imperial court to welcome the army, in order to show the honor and importance of the victorious soldiers, and secretly it is to get Sima Ying's entrustment to spy on intelligence. So he gritted his teeth and followed Ma Long and Tang Bin to the Chinese military camp.
Far away, I saw the soldiers three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, the army and the Chinese military camp were far apart, the guard was very strict, a huge Chinese military camp tent was tightly wrapped around it, impermeable, six or seven medical officers with the army were boiling this decoction outside the tent, the strong smell of the decoction was also fluttering in the wind in the open place, very pungent. The accompanying soldiers who occasionally entered and exited the camp tent were also very tightly wrapped up and down, with a face towel tied around their heads, revealing only two eyes. This scene immediately shocked the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and he walked to the door of the big tent and said respectfully: "Zhao Rui, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, was ordered to visit the Lord of the Prison Army, and the Lord of the Prison Army worked hard for the country, long live the praise." β
The personal soldier lifted the small half of the tent curtain, Zhao Rui looked through the gap, there was a young man lying on the military couch in the tent, dressed in white, with a slender figure, a slight rash on his face, wiped a thick potion, and the smell of medicine was also permeated in the big tent: "Long live Xie is sympathetic to the ministers, Ke has a serious illness, and it is inconvenient to entertain adults, please forgive me." β
Zhao Rui waited for this sentence, and pretended to comfort two more sentences, then fled from the door of the big tent like an amnesty, and when he left, he looked at the medical officer who was boiling medicine, and suddenly had an idea, and said to Ma Long: "I almost missed a big event, when I came, long live the message, I heard that the Lord of the Prison Army was sick, and the army was too often compared to the imperial doctor in the palace after all, so he ordered the subordinate to bring some of the pharmacy and boiled medicine residue of the Lord of the Prison Army back to the palace, so that the imperial doctor could consult and approve the prescription, and then send the medicine for diagnosis and treatment to the army as soon as possible." β
Ma Long laughed and said, "It's so good, but there must be Master Lao Zhao." β
Several imperial doctors discussed the dregs for a long time, and recommended the eldest of them, Imperial Doctor Qian, to speak: "Lord Wang, this raw ephedra, coriander seeds, Xihe willow, and purple duckweed are used for boiling and fumigation, and then used externally. These two drugs are used to treat measles."
Sima Ying laughed and said: "A few worthy of being the holy hands of the imperial doctor, it is used to treat measles, Xiao Wang has a close friend, and he suddenly has this disease, but he is not in the capital, and he has to trouble a few gentlemen to prescribe a good prescription." β
"Lord Wang, I just didn't ask for a consultation, I don't know how serious it is? With or without cold and heat, we can't use medicine. β
Sima Ying then handed over the pharmacy: "This is my friend's prescription, can you gentlemen use medicine based on this?" β
Doctor Qian took over the pharmacy, discussed with a few colleagues for a while, and then opened the pharmacy: "Lord Wang, according to the doctor's prescription, your friend should be cold and heat gradually receding, and heat and rash are receiving. β
"A few gentlemen are masters, they can judge people with medical prescriptions, and the military doctors who consulted my friend were with the army, and they were experts in treating bruises and injuries, but this cold and heat disease, I'm afraid it won't be enough." Sima Ying took the prescription, turned his head and instructed the housekeeper: "Come on, hurry up and purchase these medicinal materials, and use a fast horse to deliver them to the army without delay." The butler promised and went immediately.
After sending off several imperial doctors, Lu Zhi paced into the living room from outside the hall, Sima Ying said: "The news brought back by Lord Zhao of the Ministry of Rites is very accurate, Yang Ke is indeed suffering from a rash, and the decoction he used has also been tested by several imperial doctors, and it is the medicine for treating rashes." Now you should rest assured. β
Lu Zhi pondered for a moment and said: "It stands to reason that the prince's arrangement this time is foolproof, but the lower officials always feel a little worried, and they have to make more preparations." After all, it is a fight of life and death, and the slightest difference is a thousand miles. β
Sima Ying asked, "What else do you have in mind?" β
Lu Zhi lowered his voice and whispered a few words in Sima Ying's ear, and Sima Ying's face changed slightly: "In front of the public, isn't this a matter of giving people a handle?" β
"Lord Wang, we don't need to be prepared, if it really comes to the point of using this trick, I would rather give someone a handle, but also a move to defeat the enemy, be careful with the 10,000-year-old ship."
Sima Ying nodded solemnly: "You pick someone in my mansion, and this matter will be handled by you personally, and the matter must be secret." β