Hearing the words coming from inside, Chang Yuncheng outside breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out the last remaining silver ticket from his sleeve and stuffed it into their sleeves by helping the eunuchs carry the boxes.

"It's a good thing." He whispered.

I don't know if it's to thank the two eunuchs for carrying the box, or for the luck of passing it on for him.

The two eunuchs carried the box inside expressionlessly, but Chang Yuncheng still saw one of them tighten his sleeves.

Chang Yuncheng stood and looked at the two, his face was tired, his eyes were full of red silk, but his expression was relaxed.

Luckily, I was able to catch up....

When the footsteps came, everyone in the hall looked over.

Two eunuchs came hurrying with a wooden box.

There are so many!

The faces of the people in the main hall were all surprised, and the emperor's face was suppressed anger.

"Just leave it there!" He shouted suddenly.

The eunuchs were stunned and stood in place.

"If you say it's lively, look at what others say." The emperor said coldly.

This was talking about himself, Qi Yue subconsciously raised his head and looked at the middle seat.

The Emperor looked at her.

Qi Yue also saw the emperor clearly for the first time.

It's a bit of a distance, but...

Her eyes widened instantly.

Ay? It's not...

"Look clearly." The emperor said lightly.

I don't know if it's to see yourself clearly or...

With a bang, the two eunuchs placed the box in front of Qi Yue, also blocking her view of the emperor.

Qi Yue was shocked back to his senses by this bang.

A layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Not frightened, but surprised.

Mamma Mia, it's really bloody, there is even a scene where you don't know each other!

Phew, meet a fart, how can there be so many chance encounters in this world!

She snapped back to it. Is there anything wrong with these two encounters, fortunately, everything is normal.

"Look."

The Emperor's voice was thrown down from above.

Qi Yue hurriedly stopped thinking and casually picked up a piece from the top of the box.

“。。 These are all impeachment movements, one or two, nonsense and misunderstanding, three, four, five, six, is it also a misunderstanding and nonsense? There is no wind and no waves, and flies do not bite seamless eggs. ”

The emperor sneered and said, the anger that had not been extinguished. Because he suddenly found that this Qi Niangzi was not the Qi Niangzi he imagined, or because this Qi Niangzi turned out to be the Qi Niangzi he paid attention to in his heart, in short, the chaos stirred up his anger more and more.

He simply stood up and walked around it, talking as he went. As he spoke, he began to curse again.

The ministers stopped talking, anyway, the emperor was angry, and now that they have these two fools around, they just wait to see the excitement.

The emperor scolded for a while, and couldn't help but look at the woman again, seeing that the woman was still so calm this time or was already scared and crying.

This time he got his wish, and the woman really looked strange. Tears glistened in his eyes.

The Emperor snorted heavily.

I knew why I had to do it in the first place!

Now know crying, it's late!

Zhou Maochun also saw Qi Yue's strange appearance, and sighed heavily in his heart, regardless of the emperor's presence. Walk over on your own.

"You stupid girl, why do you say you are doing this?" He sighed, "Is it worth it..."

"It's worth it." Qi Yue said, his voice a little choked.

Zhou Maochun shook his head.

"It's worth it." Qi Yue said again. This time, it was really tears that fell on the movement.

She seemed frightened. Hurriedly shook the piece away, cautiously afraid of destroying it a little.

Then she picked up another piece.

"Don't look at it, they can't understand what these people are saying." Zhou Maochun said, stretched out his hand to stop it, his eyes fell on the music in Qi Yue's hand, and he was slightly stunned.

This,It's not like a chapter.,It's a simple book.。

This?

Qi Yue flipped through the book he had just gotten.

“…。 On the sixth day of the first month of March, it was sunny, the wind was cold, according to the rules of Qi Niangzi, the ward rounds, 100 people in the 5th room were slightly injured, 32 people with high fever, and the decoction was drunk twice, and the rest were unharmed, and 13 people could be discharged.... ”

She sniffed and flipped to the next page.

“…。 Seriously injured spear chest disease Wang Dahu, the wound is red and swollen, high fever and nonsense, change the dressing and do not retreat, follow the rules of Qi Niangzi, use two penicillins, and see the effect tomorrow..."

Looking at the words one by one, there seemed to be a wounded barracks in front of her eyes, without herself and the disciples of Qianjintang, the number of military doctors who came and went did not decrease.

“。。 I'm in charge of the minor injury ward, do you have enough manpower? I'm going to help out? ”

"No, no, don't mess around. Mess up that what?。。 Department? ”

"Hurry, hurry. The disinfectant decoction here hasn't been spilled yet..."

“… These drugs are taken orally. ”

“… I'll change the medicine, and you endure the pain. ”

They shuttled from room to room, clumsily but persistently following the rules she had left behind.

“… My name is Sun Sanniu, I can't write, written by the military doctor Guo Peng, I belong to the Bailiuguan defense officer Miao Dazhuang under the seventh battalion A team, when guarding the pass, he was cut in the leg by the Dongnu saber, at that time it was a disciple of Qianjintang Guo Rong bandaged, sent to the camp of minor injuries, and then by Qianjintang disciple Wu Wei carried out wound irrigation, dressing and dressing, and oral pills a day, today is the tenth day of the first month of March, I have been able to walk on the ground, the wound healed... ”

Some timid wounded soldiers in the room sat on the bed, and while talking, they watched the military doctor in front of them write, and then clumsily dipped the red ink and pressed it on the paper.

On the other side of the room, there were also wounded soldiers who couldn't wait, and when the medic stood in front of him, he hurriedly spoke.

"My name is Stone Dog Left... Laugh at what laughs. That's what my mother called me... There is no other name, doctor, do you still need to write this sentence?. Then write it, okay I don't talk nonsense... My name is Shi Gou left, I can't write, ghostwritten by the military doctor Ge Li, I belong to the Bailiuguan defense Miao Dazhuang under the eight battalion Ding team, I am the first chief, when guarding the pass, I was hit in the head by the Dongnu flying stone, fell off the city wall, by the Qianjintang Zhang Tong sutured the bones, today is the tenth day of the first month of March, I can't walk on the ground yet, but I am in good spirits, I only need to raise bones. The military doctor Qiao Minghua diagnosed that I would be able to walk freely after half a month.... ”

One by one, the bright red handprints made Qi Yue's vision a little blurred.

"Hurry up, remember this, and pass it on quickly."

A cloth bag was tied in front of him by the soldiers, urging the horse to gallop away.

The post stations along the way had been ordered in advance, and had already led their horses to meet them, and the soldiers galloped over, turned over and dismounted, took the dry food handed by the post officer with one hand, and led the horses with the other. Almost without touching the ground, he galloped away again.

This is done almost every day, day by day, pack by pack, into the same box as it is today.

When they left, the injuries were in the early stages and had no effect on them, and they had been on the road for almost a month. Whether these wounded soldiers are alive or dead and how they heal can be basically determined.

That's why Chang Yuncheng will visit every time he passes through a post station and a pass.

So after seeing that she and Zhou Maochun both entered Beijing safely and would not be embarrassed, he disappeared...

These don't pass through the military road.,I have to pinch the time but can still be sent at the fastest speed.。。 evidence

It is not a general empty word, not a simple description, but a vivid contrast, a vivid figure.

When they were convicted and taken away, no one saw them off and no one greeted them, it would be a lie to say that Qi Yue was uncomfortable.

It turns out that greetings and warmth don't have to be shown right away.

These nasty people! Always bully people like this!

Qi Yue raised her hand and wiped her tears. Picked up a notebook again and saw the familiar name, Qiao Minghua.

In a low room, under a dim oil lamp. Qiao Minghua wrote hard, and there was a thick stack of books in front of him.

“…。 Zhang Yewei military doctor Qiao Minghua recorded in March of the seventh year, the first battle at the beginning of this year, Bailiuguan was injured 600.... ”

Seven years?

Is there another year?

Qi Yue put this down. Raising his hand to wipe his tears, he rummaged through the box again. Sure enough, I found a stack of thick books, many of which were old and yellow.

Zhang Yewei military doctor Qiao Minghua Baoyuan three years of chronicles...

Songshan Fort Military Doctor Qiao Ming Huatai and two years of chronicles...

"Yes, yes." Zhou Maochun also picked up this note at this time, looking excited, "This kid has a heart, he has remembered it for so many years, take a look, these dead and injured records, and look at this time, this is not a lawsuit, this is ironclad evidence... Okay, okay, I have a heart. ”

He choked up a little as he spoke.

These low-level military doctors who have never been looked at by him, even the doctors who disdain to be called by him, and the dispensable military doctors whose status is not even as good as a soldier's armor, can also do some things, some things that are enough to determine life and death at a certain moment.

The point is, there is such perseverance, recording these boring and boring data, not only boring, but also desperate, recording one side, just let those helpless ones play out again in front of them, so many years, how strong a mind must be to persevere.

Zhou Maochun counted carefully.

"He's been there for more than a decade." Qi Yue said.

Zhou Maochun still carefully counted Qiao Minghua's notepad, and then nodded.

"Thirteen years, including two copies of his master." "He sorted it out." ”

The strangeness of the two of them confused everyone else.

Why did you start chatting?

Isn't this a prelude to impeachment?

Crying is crying, but this looks like it is not scared to cry, nor is it desperate crying, but excited?

Glad?

Will you be excited and happy to be impeached?

"Zhou Maochun, do you know what is wrong." The minister, who had just been smashed by Zhou Maochun, couldn't help but shout.

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Maochun grabbed the notebook in his hand and smashed it over.

The minister was prepared this time, and raised his arm and jumped to the side at the same time.

Zhou Maochun put down the notebook again.

The minister snorted, he was really dying...

Before he finished humming, he saw Zhou Maochun touch the ground, grabbed a piece and smashed it hard.

The minister was hit again, and let out an oops.

"Phew, it's only appropriate to hit you with this." Zhou Maochun muttered, carefully putting the notebook in his hand.

The minister was even more embarrassed.

"Zhou Maochun, you are dying..."He shouted.

Zhou Maochun jumped up.

"You're just dying!" He shouted, "I think that's what it is. . . These..."

He bent down again, picked up the pieces that had been smashed by the emperor from the ground, and threw them all at the minister.

"With that, you can make Lao Tzu die..."He laughed, "These bullshit pieces!" These bullshit pieces are bullshit! ”

Without waiting for the ministers to speak again, he stepped forward and picked up the notebook in the box and held it up to the emperor.

Oops, this old boy is crazy!

It's just a matter of smashing the minister, do you still want to smash the emperor?

"Your Majesty, what they say doesn't count, what the minister says doesn't count, the minister doesn't fight a lawsuit, the minister wants to fight a real lawsuit!" He shouted, kneeling on the ground and pushing the things forward. (To be continued)