The Taoist of Pingding has been in Zhongnan Mountain for many years, and he is the leader of the Taoist people in the area of Zhongnan Mountain, and his appeal is very strong.

From the outside, it doesn't look good, but as long as you sit in front of him, you can't help but be impressed by his calm momentum.

With a little anxiety and a little grievance, Zhang Jinwen recounted the experience of not receiving the medicinal materials, as well as the words she heard from Fan Fengyu.

Daoist Pingding nodded slightly while listening, and hummed softly from time to time, indicating that he fully understood.

The more Zhang Jinwen talked, the smoother she became, and the more she talked, the more relieved she became, she couldn't help but think, since the Pingding Daoist can help Princess Pingyang lay down the Guanzhong, then, this kind of thing is not a problem for the Pingding Daoist, right?

After the Taoist chief of Pingding waited for Zhang Jinwen to finish speaking, he remained silent.

Zhang Jinwen's brain was blank, she was not nervous, but she didn't have any ideas.

At this moment, she is just wholeheartedly and reverently hoping that she can collect enough medicinal materials.

Daoist Pingding seemed to see her thoughts, and asked, "If you can't collect medicinal herbs, will it have an impact on Qianjintang?" ”

Zhang Jinwen shook her head: "It doesn't matter." ”

The Taoist Chief Pingding asked again: "Since there is no impact, then why are you still in such a hurry?" ”

Zhang Jinwen paused, she couldn't say that she hoped that Zhou Ziyu wouldn't get hurt in her heart, and she couldn't say that she didn't want Liu Qing to get will.

The gaze of the head of the Taoist of Pingding was clear and deep, as if it could reach her heart.

Zhang Jin's heart suddenly swelled with pride, she thought, if she can do something for others like her mother, will she have a sense of happiness in her heart?

She couldn't help blurting out: "When soldiers go out on the war, there is always bleeding and wounded, how can you do without medicine?" One more pill, one more hope of survival. ”

"Now this matter, if you want to do it, it will be thankless!"

but also at the risk of offending the crown prince.

"I am a healer, and I must always do my duty and do what I can for the wounded."

"Well said!" The Taoist of Pingding looked at it, and his eyes were like torches: "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs; The saints are unkind, and they use the people as dogs. ”

Zhang Jinwen said modestly: "Meng Zhang is not talented, but he is willing to take the lead by example." ”

The Daoist of Pingding smiled and said to Sun Shengshou: "Sun Shengshou, this point, your disciple Sun has finally done it. ”

Sun Shengshou smiled and sighed: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed!" ”

It is better to start with yourself than to seek it in the outside world.

Zhang Jinwen's heart was surging, and she didn't pay attention to what dumb riddles the master and the Taoist chief of Pingding were playing.

The Taoist of Pingding looked at Zhang Jinwen: "The capable person is the teacher, and he will help a lot." If I found you medicinal herbs, would you have made them? ”

Zhang Jinwen nodded and said, "As long as there are medicinal materials, find a few more people, and I can make them as quickly as possible." ”

She had already thought about it, now all the medicinal materials that entered the capital would be taken over by the Monk Pharmacy Bureau of the Drug Collection Bureau, and she would never be able to go back to Qianjintang to make medicines.

At present, it can only be made where there are medicinal materials, make pills, and then send them to Zhou Ziyu.

The Taoist chief of Pingding nodded approvingly: "Okay, I have an empty mansion in Guojia Village outside Zhouzhi County, you can take someone there to make pills." You make all the preparations and wait to collect the herbs! ”

The Taoist chief of Pingding can be said to be a hundred responses in Zhongnan Mountain, and as soon as he gives the order, the Taoist people within a radius of 100 miles will respond.

Zhang Jinwen was surprised and delighted, solemnly thanked the Taoist chief of Pingding, and hurried to Guojia Village with people to clean the courtyard and clean the pots and pans for boiling and steaming medicine.

Early the next morning, there were Taoist priests who came to deliver medicinal herbs with medicine baskets on their backs, and the house soon piled up several haystacks.

Zhang Jinwen no longer had the heart to think about the origin of these herbs, and commanded Zhuqing and Luo Qing to classify and pick, clean, steam, and cook.

Drying the herbs and then crushing them into powder and rolling them into pills, the production cycle is too long, Zhang Jinwen thought of a way to boil the herbs into a thick medicinal juice, plus the special powder made by the ancestor Sun Shengshou, directly knead them into pills, and slowly dry them over low heat, shortening the production period of more than ten days into a short dozen hours.

There is also Sun Shengshou supervising the work on the side, and Zhang Jinwen's pharmaceutical enthusiasm is unprecedentedly high.

After a few days of continuous rotation, Zhang Jinwen only slept for one or two hours a day, and finally made enough pills for the 200,000 army.

What was originally just a gift between relatives has become a collective action, and the meaning has been completely sublimated.

When the people from the Prince's Mansion received the news and came to Guojia Village, Zhang Jinwen had already left Zhouzhi County with the people and pills and embarked on the road to Shangzhou.

You can't go to the capital, you can't go to Tongguan, you can only take the path in Zhongnan Mountain.

The Taoist of Pingding summoned more than a hundred Taoists, carrying medicines and carrying them on their shoulders, and followed Zhang Jinwen to follow the army of King Qin.

The mountain road is rugged, and the Taoist people can only go from Zhouzhi County to Shangzhou City without walking, and this walk will take more than ten days.

It was the first time for Zhang Jinwen to travel with so many people, and for the first time, she commanded a team to fight like a real leader.

Fortunately, Luo Qing has experience in combat marching, and he has made a lot of efforts by Zhang Jin's side.

Seeing that he was about to arrive in Shangzhou City, Luo Qing called a little Taoist priest, carried a basket of fresh herbs, and went to the city to inquire about the news first.

Their group is too eye-catching, and going out will definitely cause a sensation.

The little Taoist priest went for several hours and came back to report an astonishing news:

"Little lady Zhang, those who came out of Los Angeles said that the roads into the city around Los Angeles have begun to be closed by curfew, and Los Angeles can only enter and exit."

Wang Shichong received the news that the King of Qin wanted to attack Los Angeles, and immediately entered the whole line of alert, and it was said that the flies that wanted to fly into Los Angeles had to be torn off their wings before they could be released.

Zhang Jinwen frowned: "Have you ever heard where King Qin's army is?" ”

The little Taoist priest scratched his head: "It seems to be near Tongguan." ”

Luo Qing pulled Zhang Jinwen aside and said in a low voice: "Little lady Zhang, General Zhou, it is impossible for them to retreat to Tongguan." Why don't I take someone and go to the official road near Tongguan to investigate. ”

No one can tell how true it is.

Now, Zhang Jinwen has no choice but to set up camp on the spot.

Luo Qing took Luo Ping away, leaving Luo Yuan and Luo Ding to guard Zhang Jinwen.

Zhang Jinwen recalled that in her previous life, she was mixed in the army and marched to Los Angeles together, fighting and stopping, and this battle lasted for a long time.

At that time, she didn't know who led the team, but she remembered a lieutenant named Lin Yuanzhi.

She desperately recalled, but she couldn't remember whether it was King Qin's army, she only remembered that every day someone was seriously injured and died, and every day someone was a deserter. The closer they got to Los Angeles, the fewer people in the army, and that Vice General Lin also died in the battle of Los Angeles.