Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Great Prince of Zhou Recovers from His Injuries

General Zhou finally slept peacefully.

This is the first time that Zhou Ziyu has fallen asleep after being injured on Chinese New Year's Eve, and this sleep has exceeded two hours.

When Luo Huai came in and waited for him to wash, he was all happy.

Zhou Ziyu sat up with the help of Luo Huai, moved his arms, and his shoulders did not come from the usual heart-piercing pain.

He shook his head from side to side, and the suffocating feeling of being covered with his mouth and nose did not appear, and the cold air rushed through his nose and into his lungs, making people wake up at once.

The effect of this ointment is so magical!

If you want to come to Jin'er's medical skills, you can do the true inheritance of your ancestors.

Look at the drip, there are still two quarters of an hour to go, so let Luo Qing give him another ointment before putting on the armor.

couldn't help asking, "What about Luo Qing?" ”

Luo Huai said in a low voice: "Luo Qing is at Lord Li's. ”

Zhou Ziyu's movements paused: "When will it pass?" ”

"Just now, the little one took the souvenirs brought by Luo Qing to the kitchen, and when he met Lord Li's guards, he called Luo Qing over."

Zhou Ziyu stood up and stretched out his hands: "Help me put on my armor first, and go to the mao." ”

Luo Huai quickly tied his robe, put on his armor, and fastened his sword to his belt.

Zhou Ziyu quickly checked it before going out, and said happily: "General, you didn't sweat today!" ”

Since his general's injury, every time he puts on and takes off his armor, he will break out in a cold sweat, and others don't know it, but he knows it clearly.

It was freezing cold, and when he walked outside, he was really worried that the general would catch the cold.

It's great that the Shogun now walks brisker than usual.

The sky was gray, and the school was silent.

As soon as Zhou Ziyu stood still, Li Jing also came over with an escort.

After the click, Li Jing said to Zhou Ziyu: "General Zhou, seeing that it is snowing heavily, there should be no enemy attack, just strengthen the patrol, and the rest of the people will return to the camp. ”

Zhou Ziyu received the order, waited for Li Jing to leave, ordered twelve people to follow, turned over his horse, and went to Chengguan to patrol the defense.

The clouds were getting lower and lower, the north wind was howling, and his hand holding the reins was soon frozen.

In this weather, if anyone dares to sneak attack, it is simply looking for death.

The topography of Tongguan, bordering the Yellow River in the north and the mountainside in the south, is a large pattern of mountains and rivers, and has always been a place for soldiers to fight.

Zhou Ziyu fell in love with this place from the moment he came to Tongguan.

One new and one old, he can walk through the two gates with his eyes closed.

Every time he stands on the mountainside and looks at the Yellow River, he will be excited.

In summer, the Yellow River is turbulent, and the sound of the water shakes the sky, which is very spectacular.

In winter, the river freezes over, and thousands of people walk on the river without collapsing.

When his injuries were healed, he was bound to go on horseback and run around the ice of the Yellow River.

Seeing that the snowflakes were about to fall, Zhou Ziyu clamped the horse's belly, and the green horse trotted up.

Zhou Ziyu is strict with himself, and he is also a good general who sympathizes with his subordinates.

Most of the soldiers stationed in Tongguan this time were recruited in Longmen, and they had the advantage of enduring hardships and standing hard work, but it was a pity that they lacked systematic training, and it was difficult to keep the same pace when they were really fighting. Seeing that there was no war, inertia was about to rise, and he would often mumble to the bitter cold, thinking about when he would go back to his hometown to farm.

Zhou Ziyu understands that they abandon their families and children and leave their hometowns, and often reassures them with kind words.

The King of Qin once said to Li Jing that General Zhou was resourceful and patient, and if he could make a painful decision in everything, he would definitely be able to achieve great things.

It's a pity that Zhou Ziyu didn't hear this until many years later.

The King of Qin set up the lecture hall in Xinguan.

The two-storey wooden building stands in the empty city gate, which looks particularly solemn.

Zhou Ziyu jumped off the horse, threw the reins to the horse boy, and quickly stepped on the steps of the martial arts hall.

Luo Qing had been waiting here for a while, and when he saw Zhou Ziyu, he hurriedly came up and took off the armor for him and put it aside.

Zhou Ziyu rubbed his hands and clasped his fists and saluted Li Jing: "Lord Li! ”

Li Jing put his hands behind his back and greeted with a smile: "General Zhou, come and bake the fire and warm up." ”

Zhou Ziyu sat by the brazier and listened to the sharp wind outside the house: "Lord Li, this heavy snow, I'm afraid it can fall three feet thick." ”

Li Jing keenly noticed that Zhou Ziyu's movements had become natural and relaxed: "General Zhou, is the injury okay?" ”

Zhou Ziyu said with a smile: "My father asked Luo Qing to bring the native products of Tanzhou Mansion. As soon as I smell those smells, I immediately feel refreshed. ”

Now that Li Jing has already met Luo Qing, it is better to take the initiative to bring up this topic.

Li Jing laughed, he had always admired Zhou Ziyu.

The two are both military generals, and they learn the same art of war, so if they are like-minded, they should be the best partners.

According to Li Jing's idea, as long as we understand and appreciate each other, we should die for our confidants, and we should not stick to our background and past, and have no false suspicions.

Taking advantage of King Qin's absence, he wanted to have a good chat with Zhou Ziyu about the art of war.

The world only thinks that the generals are ruthless, but they don't know that the generals are the most affectionate.

The first rule of the art of war is to know oneself and know one's opponent in a hundred battles.

Many literati only say that confidants are bosom friends, but they do not understand that the highest state of confidants coincides.

Since the King of Qin sent Zhou Ziyu to him as his deputy, Li Jing found that he often coincided with Zhou Ziyu in terms of strategy.

In the Chinese New Year's Eve battle, Zhou Ziyu tried his skills for the first time, leaving an excellent impression on Li Jing, and what he wanted to win over the most was Zhou Ziyu.

Even, he used his crooked brain, wanting to find a matchmaker for his uncle's granddaughter Han Mingzhu to tell Zhou Ziyu.

It's just that before he could figure out how to talk about it, Lord Liu, the servant of the ministry, asked him to be a matchmaker and proposed to Zhou Ziyu.

Li Jing has never been a matchmaker, so he doesn't know how to speak at all.

What's more, he still wants Zhou Ziyu to be his niece and son-in-law.

Fortunately, Zhou Ziyu talked about the fact that he had been married, relieved him of the siege, and also blocked a door for him.

Li Jing learned Confucian concepts from elementary school.

Zhou Ziyu has been in contact with Taoist thought since elementary school.

In this way, Li Jing and Zhou Ziyu held their own opinions in the warm martial arts hall and talked about the art of war. They talked as long as the snow was falling outside.

At night, Zhou Ziyu, who had been excited all day, returned to his room, and Luo Huai brought hot soup and hot water: "General, Luo Qing told me before leaving, give you ointment before going to sleep, and remind you to take medicine." It's twice a day, but today it's one less. ”

Zhou Ziyu felt his fatigue at this time, and as soon as he raised his arm, his shoulder began to hurt again.

Zhou Ziyu took out the blue porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, put it at the bottom of his tongue, shook the bottle, and listened to the empty sound, so he poured out the remaining pills, but there were only four pills.

Zhou Ziyu calculated in his heart that Jin'er had only prepared medicine for him for three days.

Three days later, is it Luo Qing who will deliver the medicine again?

Or will his injuries heal in three days?