Zhu Yousong was tied to the dragon couch again, and his mouth was stuffed with strips of cloth, he stared and struggled hard, he couldn't believe all this, but he had to believe it, because there was a person who came out of nowhere and said that Yu Linwei's commander was standing beside him with a knife.

In another room of the Qianqing Palace, Jin Yujiao trembled and crooked in Fang Ling's arms, her face was red and swollen, and her face was full of tears, Fang Ling held her in her arms, and there was still medicinal wine on the table in front of the two.

It turned out that Zhu Yousong's madness was indeed cured, but this memory was still stuck in the time when he had just ascended the throne, and he didn't know who Wang Lanping was, let alone that the Ming Dynasty was about to change his surname, he was angry and angry, he was so emperor when he just sat on the dragon chair, and he had nightmares for a few days when he stared at him.

The room was filled with Zhu Yousong's pig-like muffled snort, Fang Ling was really not simple, she was not afraid, no matter whether the emperor was sick or awake, she had to grit her teeth and watch for the King of Han in this court, because she had military power in her hands, she didn't have to be afraid of anyone.

After a long time, Jin Yujiao slowly raised her head, her delicate jade hand just touched the injured cheek, and when she was in pain, she quickly retracted it, lowered her head and said, "I must be ugly like this."

Jin Yujiao's face was really in trouble, there was redness and swelling in the black green, Zhu Yousong's slap was really good, the teeth in her mouth were loosened, and it was really not beautiful to say that this was true.

Fang Ling took the cotton ball again, wiped it on her face very gently with the potion, smiled slightly, and whispered: "If King Han sees you like this, he will be distressed to death, he will definitely kill the person who dares to beat you, and at the lightest will cut off his hand."

Although these words are bloody, Jin Yujiao seems to love to listen to them, the slap just now seems to have knocked away the guilt she has pressed in her heart for a long time, and she beat it well, from now on, I Jin Yujiao will no longer be your queen, and I will not be the poor person who let you beat and scold.

"He's really going to do this for me?" Jin Yujiao's face also turned red on the other side, which looked a little charming at first glance, but it was a pity that Wang Lanping was not here.

Fang Ling carefully smeared the medicine and said, "After following him for a long time, you will understand, don't look at him so rough on the bed, he is usually careful about women."

Where did Jin Yujiao talk about this, her face was so red that she almost covered the black green, and said ashamedly: "Look at what you said, these words can also be said."

Fang Ling was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that this is the palace, these private words can only be said to the few little goblins in the mansion, in the Han Palace, as long as the four women are bored, they will get together, and they are not ashamed to talk about these things, and even they have to make a comparison with Wang Lan's meticulous work, and they can't let him favor one over the other, but Du Ningning is anxious and angry and can't interject, she has no experience at all, and she has to take a shower every time she listens.

Fang Ling sneered, put the cotton ball on the table, took her hand, and said with a smile: "In the future, if you want to follow the King of Han, you will understand, these whispers are the secret between our sisters, and when the King of Han comes back in the future, you are not allowed to tell him, you will be ashamed."

Jin Yujiao's joy that had just been ignited was a little lost in a blink of an eye, and she said with a pity: "I'm old, and I still have the reputation of the queen, I don't expect to be by his side in my life, I really envy you."

Fang Ling smiled evilly for a while: "My sister is not old at all, she is so well maintained, no wonder she is fascinated by King Han, I still want to be jealous."

Jin Yujiao's face turned red again, and she looked sideways at the emperor on the dragon couch in the room, that man had tortured her for ten years and scared her for ten years, and today she finally straightened her waist, and she no longer had to be submissive in front of him.

"I don't know if I'm doing the right thing," Jin Yujiao said as if to herself.

"In troubled times, whether you are a high-ranking queen or a common person, as women, we have no ability to change all this, the only thing we can do is to protect ourselves, live well, and it is not a pity for those who are content with courtesy, righteousness and shame to die"

Jin Yujiao was surprised again and again, "This, can you say this?" ”

Fang Ling chuckled: "I don't have the guts, this is what King Han said to us, he said that the most important thing to be a man is to live, and anything else can be discarded."

Jin Yujiao seemed to understand what she was going to say, her expression was sad, she shook her head and said, "But after all, I am the prince's mother, how can I bear ......?"

Fang Ling nodded, "I understand, you can handle your own affairs by yourself, no one can help you, I just want to persuade you, if you have been thinking about your son so much in your heart, what will King Han do in the future to really say badly, okay, okay, sister, let's not talk about these uninteresting topics."

Jin Yujiao forced herself not to think about the prince, bit her lip and said, "When I get better, can you take me out of the palace for a walk?" ”

Fang Ling's face was embarrassed, "I'm afraid this won't work, King Han will be unhappy."

"You seem to listen to him"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be sitting here talking to you."

……

The two talked as if no one was around, as if no one took the emperor seriously, and it was not until dark that Fang Ling left the palace, and the news of the emperor's illness was blocked, and at the same time, this news was also transmitted to Wang Lanping's army.

**

The southernmost part of Huguang Province, Chenzhou City.

Wang Lanping woke up from the gloom, his eyes were white, dizzy, and in a trance, he vaguely seemed to be lying on a bed, and there were two women standing next to the bed, but he couldn't see his face clearly, was it Yun Niang? Whether he was dead or alive, he vaguely remembered that he had been hit by a lot of arrows, and he only felt that he was going to die.

He had a splitting headache, his whole body was as hot as a fire, his eyes were half open, and he just wanted to move, but he couldn't exert any strength, but he heard a woman's voice beside him cry.

"Come on, the king of Han is awake, come on"

He struggled a few more times, but he couldn't get up, and after a while, a noisy footsteps came, followed by a bunch of people shouting in his ear, "King Han, King Han, are you awake......"

Wang Lanping, the one with the loudest voice, knew as soon as he heard it, that Song Dali was right on time, mother, I'm going to scold, I'm really dead if I shout like this again, in the confusion, he only felt that the figure in front of him was in a trance, and his attention became more and more blurred, and finally, he fainted again.

Song vigorously spewed saliva and shook Wang Lanping's shoulder, "Oh, auntie, King Han, King Han" shook it, as if it was the same as yesterday, he didn't know who was going to know, he immediately shouted angrily to the woman who shouted: "Do you see clearly, this, this also woke up?" Auntie, if this is in Lao Tzu's army, Lao Tzu will not cure you of the crime of lying about the military situation."

The woman was so frightened that she didn't dare to look at him, and lowered her head and muttered: "King Han really moved just now, the slave maid saw it really well, you also saw it, right" She asked for help from another woman who had been staying here.

The woman cried and mourned, "The slave didn't see clearly, I didn't see clearly"

Song Dali was furious when he heard this, and was about to have a seizure, but was stopped by a person wearing a governor's first-class official uniform on the side, "The general is angry, come and come, spread out, let the medical officer see"

Immediately, an old doctor with a white beard squeezed into the crowd with difficulty, and said in a loud voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, retreat, King Han needs to recuperate, and let me take a look first."

There were seven or eight people around the bed, including He Tengjiao, the governor of Huguang, Cao Dingjiao, the commander of the Dingyuan battalion, Song Dali, the commander of Yu Linwei, Ma Xianglin, the ambassador of Sichuan, and Zheng Sen, the commander of the Huizhou Soldiers and Horses Division who had just sent grain, and the method of being promoted to centurion with a low status but special status.

Everyone stared at the old doctor with bated breath, anxious.

But the old medical officer seemed to be light and light, holding his gray beard in one hand, and a few fingers on the pulse of Wang Lanping's left hand with the other, shaking his head leisurely, completely unable to understand everyone's anxiety.

Song Dali really couldn't wait, and urged again and again, "Auntie, shake Lao Tzu again and screw your head off, you have been touching for a long time, what kind of famous hall has you found, when will King Han wake up?" ”

The old doctor squinted at him, he was used to the rudeness of this stunned man these days, and said leisurely with a half-squinted eye: "According to the old man's opinion, the pulse of the King of Han is neither floating nor sinking, neither big nor small, the rhythm is even, calm and gentle, fluent and powerful, and the ulnar pulse is endless......"

Before he could finish speaking, his thin body was picked up.

Song Dali gritted his teeth, with a frightened expression on his face, he directly grabbed the old medical officer's collar and picked it up, glared and said: "Chirp crooked, say something that Lao Tzu can understand."

Everyone hurriedly stopped him, and He Tengjiao, who looked kind, brushed the fluffy collar of the medical officer and said kindly: "Don't be angry, old man, I'm just in a hurry, how is King Han, is he really awake, I've been sleeping for more than 20 days, we're in a hurry."

The old medical officer didn't care, it was the honor of his life to be able to personally treat the famous Wu Zhuangyuan, and he walked away from the bed with a smile, followed by a group of people immediately.

"Ladies and gentlemen, generals, don't worry, the King of Han is the Heavenly Wuqu Star Monarch descending to earth, the Lord of Yama does not dare to keep him, the King of Han is no longer in trouble"

Song Dali hurriedly said, "Then, when will he wake up?"

The old doctor laughed, turned around and pointed to the bed, "Isn't King Han already awake?" ”

Everyone hurriedly turned around, and sure enough, Wang Lanping had completely opened his eyes, but he couldn't move yet, his whole body was tied up as if he was more brown, and the medicine alone was smeared with several layers.

"King Han, you are finally awake, but you scared me to death" Song Dali hurriedly ran to the bedside, his eyes were full of excited tears, it has been more than 20 days, who can experience this feeling of living like a year.

"King Han, King Han......" Everyone gossiped and knelt on the ground.

Wang Lanping, who woke up again, finally saw the people present, it was really an indescribable sense of intimacy, and he turned around at the ghost gate, and everyone in front of him was a relative, and even the unfamiliar faces inside looked so comfortable, it was so good to be alive, no wonder everyone since ancient times looked forward to immortality.

Wang Lanping opened his mouth with difficulty, "It's all, it's all there."

Cao Dingjiao knelt on the ground and moved a few steps forward, lying on the side of the bed and said excitedly: "King Han, we have been waiting here for you to take us to the battlefield again."

Wang Lanping laboriously moved his arm, put it on the back of his hand, and nodded slowly, "A group, big man, cry, help, help me up"

The medical officer hurriedly interjected: "King Han has just woken up, his body is still very weak, and the wound has just healed, so it is not appropriate to move."

Wang Lanping looked down at the circles of gauze on his body, and snorted, "Help me up"

He is the backbone of everyone, and he can't show a little decadence and cowardice in front of people, no matter how serious the injury is, he has to behave up to the sky, no matter how serious the injury is, it is not worth mentioning, what he cares about most now is only the current situation.

Everyone couldn't, so they had to let two maids who had been serving him for a long time help him to sit up, and he was sweating and panting in pain.

When he took a breath, Wang Lanping's eyes stayed on He Tengjiao, he had never seen this person, but the official uniform on his body was that of a feudal official.

He Tengjiao is over fifty years old, an old face is wrinkled, and he is also worried about labor, since he took office as the governor of Huguang, the war in Huguang has not been calm that day, and he is a grass king who has to come to stir up a stick, so that he is in a bump, and finally took root in the small city on the edge of Chenzhou, and a Gui King came out of nowhere.

When he saw that King Han's eyes fell on him, he hurriedly stood up and saluted, and introduced himself: "Governor of Xiaguan Huguang see King Han"

Wang Lanping also guessed it, and nodded, "The minister of the humerus of the Ming Dynasty, there is no need to be polite, seeing you here, I will be sure."

This is not a compliment, according to Jinyiwei's secret report, He Tengjiao has been working hard in Huguang alone to support the crisis in Huguang over the years, never clinging to the courtiers, nor colluding with various generals, a real honest man, doing things in accordance with the rules, only willing to revive the Ming Dynasty, and has an unforgettable hatred for Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng, but his ability is insufficient, and he was so excited that he burst into tears when he heard that the imperial court ordered the westward expedition.

Song Dali hurriedly laughed, and interjected: "King Han, you don't know, that day at Changle Pass, if it weren't for Governor He's sudden appearance, it is estimated that we would have to meet in the underworld."

He Tengjiao hurriedly said: "Commander Song has said that King Gui's rebellion happened under the rule of this governor, and He Mou is duty-bound."

Wang Lanping nodded gratefully, he was anxious to know the current war now, and he didn't know what was going on in Nanjing, whether Duoduo had attacked Luzhou.

At the moment, they inquired one by one, and everyone answered according to the truth, and Wang Lanping was full of emotion, everything was quite stable, thanks to the group of people he selected, with them, he was 'dead' for more than 20 days, and the army was not chaotic.

It turned out that after Wang Lanping was seriously injured and fell that day, the personal soldiers around him were dutiful, and carried him down from the rain of arrows in the sky for the first time, and covered up the fact that the life and death of the King of Han were unknown, and more than 100 personal soldiers returned to the position, leading a group of remnants of the soldiers to fight and rush, and Song Dali's Yulinwei left and right to attack, and the Chinese army of King Gui was crushed, and the thief captured the king first, and it happened that at this time, He Tengjiao led 20,000 people to join the battle, and finally captured King Gui and Zhao Zhiyan, and forced the Gui army to surrender.

And none of the nearly 200 pro-soldiers survived, except for the ten people who stayed by Wang Lanping's side to take care of him. (To be continued.) )