Outside the tent, a commotion came, and everyone rushed out, looking outside the camp with a look of astonishment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It turned out that outside the camp gate, a white-haired ronin, leading fifty or sixty ronins, fought with the soldiers guarding the door, only to see this old man, wielding a Dongying knife, forcing everyone to retreat quickly, all the way towards the camp tent.

There was still heavy rain in the sky, and there was no intention of abating, and it kept gathering in the puddles of this meadow, and a burst of lightning and thunder roared, and I saw this white-haired ronin flying up, kicking everyone away, and running quickly.

I saw this Ju Qi wave his hands, and said with a nervous expression: "Uncle, this is a military camp, although your Dongying's artillery fire is fierce, but we will still fight back if we are in a hurry." ”

The white-haired ronin put away the steel knife in his hand, pointed at Ju Qi and said, "Dare to ask you are the commander of this camp?" In Shimomiyamoto Eishiro, the housekeeper of the man standing at the gate of this camp in the rain, please return the little master to me, and we will leave immediately." ”

Looking at this Miyamoto Eishiro, he bowed his head respectfully, touched his head and said, "Then why don't you spread the word, you rush in so rashly, it is easy to invite the disaster of killing." ”

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency General, I have begged your guards, but they ignored them and were helpless, so I made this decision, and I hope Your Excellency will forgive me, as long as you hand over Miyamoto Wufu, we will leave immediately. This Miyamoto Weishiro bent down again and bowed his head and spoke.

"So that's the case, then you come with me, your son-in-law has been drenched in the rain outside the camp gate, and then fainted at the door, and was helped in by the bottom, and now he is lying on the bed to recuperate, please come here!" Ju Qi waved his right hand and led the way in front.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and walked into the camp tent next to them, only to see that on the bed, Miyamoto Wufu was lying on it, and the doctor who accompanied the army was taking his pulse to see a doctor.

Emishiro Miyamoto stepped forward, bent down and said, "Sir, how is the little master of my family now?

The doctor turned his head, looked up, and saw that it was the Japanese ronin, whose mouth was originally open, but then closed it again, and continued to look down at the pulse.

After a while, the doctor stood up, called Ju Qian aside, and whispered: "General, I came to this army, but I have three chapters of the law with you, one is not to see a woman for a doctor, two is not to take the pulse of the enemy's wounded soldiers, and three is not to treat the Dongying Ronin.

Ju Qi hurriedly stopped the doctor, bent down and clenched his fists and begged: "Old man, as the saying goes, saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, at the time of the current peace talks, if there is no accident, this Dongying ronin will become an ally, count it as the next favor, don't spoil this peaceful atmosphere?"

The doctor also seemed to be moved, shook his head and sighed and said: "Okay! In order for this war not to continue, and for myself to go home to the garden as soon as possible, I will make an exception, this kid occasionally feels cold, plus the rest is not good, so that he is exhausted, I will prescribe him a medicine to calm the nerves and drive away the cold, but it is only a symptom but not a cure, the key is to breathe by himself, if he continues like this, I am afraid that he will die of heart failure!"

The doctor took the pen and paper, splashed the ink on the brush, and saw that the medicine list came out soon, handed it to the man, shook his head and said: "Go to grab the medicine according to this unilateral prescription, boil three bowls of water into half a bowl of water, take it after three meals a day, and within three days, it will get better, okay, I won't disturb him to rest, and I will return it." ”

This Miyamoto Eshiro stopped the doctor, grabbed his arm and asked, "Why does the gentleman only prescribe medicine and not take medicine for him to cure the disease? I watched this child grow up, how could he fall ill in the rain, please give me advice!"

"There is a shortage of medicinal materials in this barracks, and a few soothing medicines have been used up, hurry up and ask your subordinates to go into the city to grab the medicine, I'm afraid it will be even more serious if it's late." The doctor carried the medicine box on his back and opened the curtain and came out.

This Miyamoto Eishiro, chirped and ordered his subordinates, and then handed the prescription, only to see him go out directly.

"I want to bring the little lord back to the church, I wonder if it's okay?" asked Emhiro Miyamoto to Ju Qi.

Ju Qi touched his chin, thought about it and said again: "This Miyamoto son is in a coma, if you insist on taking it away, of course I have nothing to say, but the doctor has already reminded me that the body is too weak, you are a laborer, I am afraid that he will not be able to stand this toss, anyway, people can't run here, why rush for a while?"

"Okay then! Then disturb the general, my little master will wake up and leave immediately, please bear with me for the inconvenience caused!" said Emishiro Miyamoto, bending down and bowing his head.

Ju Qi took everyone back to the camp tent and left, this Lan Yan is now outside the camp tent, thinking in his heart, the owner of Chifeng Village did not hesitate to come over, patted his shoulder and asked: "Our Lan girl, what are you thinking here? I feel that something is wrong with you here, could it be that it is really because of the ronin of Dongying?"

"It's okay, Brother Wan, let's go! Let's go in and drink, these troubles are all forgotten, everyone is here today, let's not get drunk and go home." Lan Yan turned around, smiled and shrugged, and the two of them entered the camp tent and left.

Saying that the envoy of the peace talks, as soon as he came, he began to analyze the key points, told the disadvantages of the army of the northern return, and then made tempting conditions, agreeing to the headquarters of the ghost face general, who was fully responsible for the security of the outer city of the capital, and added the title of King Yanning, the general of Zhenguo, the prince and the prince, and allocated another 500,000 taels of silver to build the Yanning palace in this outer city, and rewarded countless gold and silver, which stabilized it.

The ghost-faced general sent the envoy away, and the deputy general Geng Zhongyan said: "General, this King of Jinling seems to be sincerely seeking peace, so let's have fewer casualties and share the world together, which is really a good sign!"

Ghost Face returned to the camp tent, slowly sat down in the chair, leaned his head back on the back of the chair, sighed and said: "Alas! This life may be the order of the king, you go and pass the order, not to harass the people out of the city, by the way, help maintain, this outside the city is now under our jurisdiction, we have to be a little bit of my Red Devil Sect...... It's not that it's wrong, you have to have a bit of my ghostly military might, trespassers on people's houses without permission, and robbers and looters, all of them should be killed!"

This general, Geng Zhong, bent down and clenched his fists to lead the order, and the ghost face called the captain of the guard again, whispered in his ear for a moment, and then leaned back on the back of the chair and put his legs on the table.

"Report to the general, this Red Devil Sect has arrived, drinking in the tent of General Ju Qi, I wonder if the general has come to take a look?"

"Let them go to the bar, after talking for a long time, I'm a little sleepy, wait for me to rest for a while, and then go to meet them, you go out first, there's nothing to do, don't let others come in and disturb." The ghost-faced shouted back from the guard, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Just as the ghost face was resting, a dark shadow flashed behind the tent, and although the footsteps were gentle, it still woke him up, so he got up and drew his sword and stabbed at the figure......