On the morning of 25 May, classes were taking place as usual at the military academy.

A little lady who looked like she was fourteen or fifteen years old rushed to the gate of the military academy with a panicked face.

The guards shouted, "Stop, military restricted area, trespasser is dead!"

The thunderous shouting frightened the little lady at her feet and fell to the ground.

Lu Changqing, the rotating commander, took an arrow step, reached out in time to hold the little lady's shoulders and help her stabilize her figure, and then hurriedly let go.

"In a hurry, there are many rudenesses, and please don't blame the little lady."

After apologizing softly, Lu Changqing turned his head and shouted to the guard, "Xia Song, you are a rough embryo, you are so scared that people are almost injured, don't apologize quickly, otherwise you will be careful to be deducted from your character!"

Guarding duty in military academies is also a subject, and all teachers and students must be on duty.

Xia Song stood on the sentry platform and smiled, "The duty is not to deliberately frighten the little lady, I apologize to you and ask for forgiveness."

At this time, an elderly servant woman caught up in a panic, "Yi Niangzi, are you okay?"

"Zeng, I'm fine." The little lady also eased up, her pale little face had a trace of blood, and she saluted Xia Songfu, "It's the slave family who is in a hurry and reckless, don't blame the envoys."

He also blessed Lu Changqing, a little shy, "Thank you for the envoy's help, the slave family is grateful."

In the Song Dynasty, the low-level military attachés were divided into ambassadors and minor envoys, so the common people would call ordinary soldiers envoys.

The little lady has such a polite temperament, and at first glance it is a poetry and book, Lu Changqing couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is the important thing for the little lady to come to the Royal Military Academy?"

Immediately, the little lady's face became sad and anxious, "The slave father is suddenly ill and in a very bad condition, and the slave brother is in this school, so I have to call him back quickly......

When Lu Changqing heard this, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed, "According to the regulations, students are not allowed to leave the school at will."

"What should I do? My second brother doesn't know where it is, there is no man in charge at home, and if he doesn't go back, I'm afraid he won't be able to see him for the last time.

Seeing that the little lady was anxious, Lu Changqing gently comforted, "Don't be too anxious, fortunately, His Royal Highness King Yan is also in the school, maybe he can be accommodating, by the way, what is your brother's name?"

"Wen Tianxiang is the champion of the new department!" The little lady was busy.

"Ah, it turns out that you are Song Ruidi's sister, don't worry, wait here, I'll go look for him."

After speaking, Lu Changqing ran into the school gate, as if burning his eyebrows.

Xia Song hurriedly shouted, "Changqing, Song Rui should be in the Round Hall......

There is a circular classroom in the Royal Military Academy, with a total of 600 seats, arranged in a circular shape, with a high outer and low stepped inside, with a podium in the center.

Teachers and students call it the round hall, and it is mainly used for war case analysis classes or war game deduction.

At this time, there is a huge sand table at the podium, with intuitive images of mountains, rivers, walled city checkpoints, roads and houses, etc., and it also shows the composition of the enemy's position, the configuration of weapons and so on, in detail.

Zhang Yu and several other instructors, holding slender indicator poles, are reproducing the process of the Mongol army's attack on Sichuan in the second year of Baoyou.

It was mainly the officers and cadets of the Eastern Guard who listened to the lectures, and some of the Jinshi trainees also came to audit, so that they could increase their military knowledge, which would also be beneficial to these civilian officers.

And King Yan was also here, listening carefully while recording in a notebook with a golden pen.

Zhang Yu pointed to a city close to the Song Realm on the sand table, "Lizhou, controlling the Jialing River, is a choke point, whether our army is going north or the Mongolian army is going south, it will take more routes here."

"Due to the frequent wars, the city of Lizhou was completely destroyed and the people's livelihood withered, but the Mongolian army wanted to use it as a base for advancement, so in the first year of Baoyou, they sent Wang Dechen, the commander-in-chief of Gongchang, to rebuild the city of Lizhou."

"Wang Dechen, born in Jiangmen, since he was a child, he has learned to ride and shoot, and he has many outstanding things, his father Wang Shixian was originally the marshal of the Jin State, and after the fall of the Yuan, he held the fourteen-year-old Wang Dechen hostage in the Kuoduan Palace, and was personally trained and influenced by the Mongolian nobles, and he was more skilled in martial arts, and he was quite intrigued in terms of scheming and strategy

Vulgar ......"

"In the spring of the second year of Baoyou, there was a drought, the Jialing River dried up, and the logistics and transportation of the Mongolian army were in trouble, and they intended to give up Lizhou, which was short of food, but Wang Dechen killed the horse and led the cavalry south to invade our territory......

"After Wang Dechen plundered enough grain, enough to support the wheat in Tuntian, he released the captured Song generals Cui Zhong and Zheng Zhengsheng, and asked them to persuade Nan Yongzhong to surrender to Kuzhu Pass...... Then Wang Dechen released all the captured soldiers and civilians...... Since then, many of our walled cities have surrendered to Wang Dechen, and they have been affected by this......

Zhao Mengqi couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart when he heard this, these Han people who worked for Mongolia used the wisdom of the Han family to design strategies against the Song Dynasty, and in many cases they were more terrifying than the power of the Mongols' bows and horses.

Just as Zhang Yu was telling the details of the Mongol army's attack on Dahu Mountain, the door of the classroom was slammed open.

Lu Changqing walked to Zhao Mengqi's side anxiously and reported in his ear.

When everyone thought that something earth-shattering had happened, Zhao Mengqi looked at Wen Tianxiang.

"Song Rui, your sister came to you and said that your father was seriously ill......

Wen Tianxiang was shocked when he heard this, and he didn't care about interrupting King Yan's speech, "Your Highness, please let Weichen ......."

Zhao Mengqi waved his hand to interrupt him, "Don't talk nonsense, I just let you go home immediately, forget it, I'll go with you, I can use my carriage to be faster."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Lu Changqing, "You left your post without permission when you were on duty, and broke into the classroom to interrupt the lecture, and you will be punished for two crimes, twenty lashes, and you will go to the Academic Affairs Office to receive it!"

Lu Changqing was stunned for a moment, but when he noticed that Wen Tianxiang was looking at him with gratitude and apology, he seemed to understand King Yan's deep meaning, and immediately accepted the punishment, "Yes, obey the order!"

Subsequently, Zhao Mengqi explained a few more words to Qian Long, and then took Wen Tianxiang out of the classroom and got into his No. 3 car.

picked up Wen Yisun and the servant woman at the school gate, and the carriage galloped to Beitumen.

After getting into the car, Wen Yisun didn't know Zhao Mengqi and the others, and saw that they were wearing clothes similar to their brothers, thinking that they were ordinary classmates.

Wen Tianxiang remembered his father's condition, and forgot to introduce it, so he only asked his sister, "Hasn't my father's health improved? Why is it suddenly in danger!?"

Anxious, his tone couldn't help but be a little heavier, Wen Yisun bit his lip and wanted to cry.

Zhao Mengqi said in a deep voice, "Song Rui, don't be so impatient, Uncle Jiren Tianxiang will definitely be fine, you are panicked, isn't your sister even more at a loss?" Your family is waiting for you to take care of things......

Wen Tianxiang slapped his forehead, "It's the minister who messed up, thank you Your Highness for reminding me."

"Your Highness?" Wen Yisun was suddenly surprised.

"Hey, look at me, I forgot about this, Yi Niang, this is His Royal Highness King Yan." Wen Tianxiang added the introduction.

Wen Yisun hurriedly gave a salute, but Zhao Mengqi waved his hand, "Don't be polite, when I get to your house later, don't reveal my identity, so as not to cause chaos in your family...... By the way, how did your father get sick?"

"When I got up in the morning, my father was in a good mood, and I drank some cold wine at breakfast, and then it didn't take long for my face to turn red, saying that I felt chest tightness and bloating, so we hurriedly went to invite Langzhong, and before Langzhong arrived, my father was already sweating, and his lips turned purple, saying that his abdomen was scraped like an aper bayonet, and the pain was unbearable......

Wen Yisun said, tears falling straight down.

Wen Tianxiang slapped his thigh angrily, "Father already has a weak stomach, how can he let him drink!?"

Wen Yisun shrank his head and muttered, "Father... Father said that his body is already very good, and it doesn't hurt to drink a little, so he should celebrate the joy of you and your second brother's ascension, and my mother didn't persuade me to stop a few words, and we didn't dare to talk much, who ......knows."

These words, not only Wen Tianxiang was speechless, but Zhao Mengqi was also a little ridiculous.

I didn't expect Father Wen to come up with such a far-fetched reason in order to understand the gluttony, this has been on the list for more than a month, and there is nothing to celebrate.

Immediately thinking of Father Wen's symptoms, Zhao Mengqi couldn't help but feel excited, could it be that someone poisoned him?

At this time, Wen Yisun continued, "After Lang Zhong came, after diagnosing his father, he said that it was colic."

"Colic Sha!?

Wen Tianxiang exclaimed, "This disease is extremely dangerous, how can this be a good ......, quickly say, there is a cure in Langzhong!?"

"Lang Zhong pricked his father's finger and bleed a lot, but it didn't get better, and he fed his father agarwood pills, but his father vomited it all,...... Then I came out to look for you, and I didn't know it." Wen Yisun thought about his father's state, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

Zhao Mengqi silently recited the three words colic, vaguely remembering that this seemed to be acute enteritis, as if even in the future generations, if the treatment is not timely, there will be a high mortality rate.

Then he thought that in history, Wen Tianxiang was worried for three years immediately after he was admitted to the Jinshi, could it be because his father died of this sudden illness?

He has high hopes for Wen Tianxiang, how can he let him waste three years at this critical moment?

But if my father dies, I can't stop it from worrying, otherwise I will be stained and beaten by a bunch of moral dogs for the rest of my life.

The only way is to help Father Wen survive this catastrophe, and Father Wen seems to be in his early forties, and it is very likely that he will live for at least another twenty or thirty years.

Carrying a cart full of anxiety, the carriage entered the city as fast as possible and came to Bao'en Fang, where the Wen family rented.

Outside the courtyard, before the car could be stopped, Wen Tianxiang opened the door and jumped down, staggering towards his father's house.

Then, Zhao Mengqi took Geng Zhi and followed Wen Yisun to the outside of the house, and heard an argument inside.

"The old man has said that this is a terminal illness, there is no doctor in the medicine, you don't believe it, you have to find another doctor, now it's okay, isn't there no way to do it?"

Then Wen Tianxiang's voice sounded, "My father is in his prime, and he was very healthy in the past, this time the illness is urgent, but it is not incorrigible, please also ask the two holy hands to think of a way, as long as you can save your father, it will be the great benefactor of my Wen family, and I Wen Tianxiang will remember it all my life, and I will repay it with springs!"

"Don't be like this, it's not that Chu doesn't do his best, he has tried all the methods and prescriptions that should be used, according to Chu's speculation, Ling Zun's lesion is located in the abdomen, it should be an intestinal infarction, and it has even ulcerated and perforated, it can't be attacked, it can't be reached, the medicine can't be saved, it's really not humanly saved."

This is the voice of another doctor, although the tone is much more polite, but the meaning is the same, it can't be saved!

"Please, save my father, I will be a cow and a horse for the rest of my life, and I will try my best to repay it!"

Wen Tianxiang's voice trembled, revealing despair.