Chapter 167: Tamaru soup

The grass is zero and the blast is high.
Xia Jingcheng has already changed into winter clothes, and Yu Jinnian, who has always been lively, can't help but add a robe. Ji Hong's room was burned like Yu Jinnian's room all day long, causing Min Xuefei to go to him every time. When discussing, you can sweat all over. When he was in Xin'an County, Ji Hong was happy to help the teenagers to run and fight, but now he can't help the teenagers. Although he was granted an amnesty, he was too lazy to get out of the door. what.
Min Xuefei came in with a killing spirit and looked at the probe. He was so shocked that he forgot what he had just said. He reached out and took the paper he wrote to see: "When were you so lavish, when were these real estate shops purchased, I do n’t even know! "
"Bring it." Ji Hong set the pen, "Not for you."
Min Xuefei was not busy and gave it back to him, but took a few careful look, turned over and looked over again, and said strangely: "What are you writing, don't it be a gift list? Who are you going to give it to? Hire? "
Ji Hong didn't take his stubble and only said: "You came to me early in the morning, I think it was a victory this time."
Min Xuefei was choked, and Frost slapped like this: "Which pot are you not opening?"
Although the Pagoda Temple is just across the water from Zhongling City, it is still a long way from the gate of Zhongling. The army of rebellion is stationed under the pagoda mountain, and tens of thousands of people are separated from it. After dozens of rounds of battle, he evenly matched each other.
The reason why Zhongling City became the capital is precisely because it is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The Miluan River is deep and the river is deep. There is only a large stone bridge with one hundred and twenty columns in the radius. From the first dynasty, this one The bridge made a contribution to guarding Zhongling City, so the locals called it "General Bridge".
If you want to cross the river to attack the city, you must win this bridge.
The rebels were standing on the banks of the Miluan River, and the general bridge head was full of lights. Once the bridgehead was full of arrows, densely packed, like crows crossing the sky, it was really a mob.
In the past few months, Min Xuefei fought countless victories on the western front. Even if he had a disadvantage, he only suffered a small loss. He was also arrogant and arrogant. The army of rebellion that Yan Chang hurriedly pulled up was actually a mess. Ji Hong once mentioned that he should be careful to stabilize himself, not to underestimate his enemies. He was not very convinced yet, but Ji Hong was too cautious. At this time, he ate in the battlefield of Miluanhe River, only to know that these Yan Yan stationed in Zhongling City Chang's Guards are indeed something.
Unlike the generals on the Western Front who were so distracted, they were brittle when they touched them.
It's just that Zhongling City is in front of me. It's been more than a month since the rebel army attacked the periphery of Zhongling. The Miluan River at the foot was killed by blood, and the reed grass on the river was covered with red frost, but Min Xuefei couldn't help it. Into.
His liver fire, which had just been easily suppressed by Yu Xiaoshen doctor's medicine and tea, had a faint trend.
After hitting and retreating, retreating and hitting again, the bridge that could be completed in more than two hundred steps can't be beat for a long time now. There is no good way for Min Xuefei at the moment. He ca n’t just spend it with them. He has to withdraw his troops and return to the other side of the river. For the time being, he repairs the whole army, confronts Yanchang across the river, and leaves Weihe to guard the camp.
The deputy general Wei He was originally a general of the Gyeonggi garrison and had a close relationship with the Min family. He was also a tired family official. He was founder, and he had done a lot of great things in the military. Known to be famous. Nowadays, the generals of the DPRK and the generals are not connected, and when the emperor talks about the chaos, they will say nothing to them. When choosing a lieutenant general, Min Xuefei was just looking at him as a man who was so important and clever, so he resolutely made the decision and asked Wei He directly after asking for instructions.
I do n’t know that Wei He is also a hidden and explosive temper. He is young and full of spirits, and he ca n’t hold his breath less than Min Ji. He could n’t swallow this sulking. When Min Xue flew back to the Pagoda Temple camp to discuss the military with Ji Hong, he secretly He led the three hundred pioneers to break through the general bridge in the middle of the night. The result was less than halfway, and they caught the ambush of the Vietnamese army. They made an arrow in the left arm. The three hundred pioneers also folded nearly half of them on the bridge.
They are all elites, and it is painful to die one more.
Not to mention that the Vietnamese army took advantage of the opportunity to fight back and attacked back. They drove back to the riverside camp and forced Wei He to take a wound and retreat the army for ten miles.
Min Xuefei was completely annoyed, and several bubbles burst into his mouth overnight, causing Lianzhi to feel distressed. He was so angry that he couldn't care much. He ordered the wounded Wei He to be from the bed all night and brought him all the way back to the Pagoda Temple Camp. I laughed myself: "I'm too kind to you, and I'm so used to being lawless ?! Without superior military orders, I dare to raise soldiers out of the camp privately! Why, next time, will I simply encircle the Pagoda Mountain and capture me? Forget it? "
"--Fuck!"
Wei He, with his blood-soaked clothes on his knees, knelt on the cold windy open ground, without much quibbling in half a word.
The big crime of disobeying the military order was overshadowed, and the other soldiers were frightened, and they dared not speak out even if they pleaded for the guard. Who is Min Ji, the famous smiling tiger in the middle of the country, who used to bend your mouth to play you in, but how many days have you not seen a smiling face since attacking Zhongling?
It can be seen that this crusade against the army listens to the glory and glory, but it is really not a good job.
A few eunuchs who watched the lively laughed behind the tent and grinned. They didn't know how many words they had thought, and they prepared a copy of the book of the Great Emperor and Special Senator Min Ji.
Yu Jinnian took half of the medical officers to the Meiwu Village to treat the wounded, collected several unoccupied vacancies, and built several medical sheds overnight, so that he could barely accommodate the unlucky wounded soldiers. Not many, all are arrow wounds and burns. The medical officers were too busy. After all, I do n’t know when Yan Chang would call again. Time is running short. I can only requisition local civilians, get a big pot, and boil hot water.
Thousands of candles were raised in the village where the black lights were burning.
Fortunately, people who can practice medicine are not too clumsy. Yu Jinnian ’s set of methods for disinfection and filth prevention, the medical officers have learned quickly and can learn to use them. With Yu Jinnian ’s order, everyone can work step by step , No one said more. It's just that his theory of bone joints and skins is still being questioned, and he has learned very little, and only one Su Ting has the courage to do it.
Only the master and the apprentice understand the stitching. With so many injured soldiers and so many people to sew, Yu Jinnian felt that he had to die here tonight. He looked over from room to room, sewed over from one medical shed to another, and his heart was tired and numb, and his hands were only mechanically operated, and he couldn't help but slaughter: how can I grab a Chinese medicine doctor? The doctor's business!
However, it is gratifying that Su Ting grew fast and walked around from the beginning when he met the medical doctor department. He was so shameless that he could not lift his head, and he can now dial up and dialectic with the medical officers. Countless patients passed before the war, and any disease could be encountered. The barracks is the place where you can exercise people. When you want to come to the end of this battle, Su Ting can also be called a qualified doctor with a lot of battles.
Yu Jinnian had been busy with the patient to treat the wounded for one night, and only the last dozen minor injuries were left, and Su Ting could handle it himself. He rested his hands and slumped on the ground, only to feel that his fingers were stiff, and the back of his hands was rubbed and irritated by the constant cleaning, and the cold wind blew and the fire hurt.
He hadn't had a sip of hot water yet, and some people came down from the Pagoda Mountain Camp. They were a few adjutants who took over Meiwu Camp, but Wei He alone couldn't be seen.
It is said that General Min has tweeted more than 20 whips of Vice Admiral Wei, and Wei He is still kneeling in his place without moving. Yu Jinnian jumped up and hurried up the mountain with his medicine chest behind him.
In the early morning, when the sky was bright, I returned to the Pagoda Temple, and I saw Wei He was in the courtyard, kneeling straight, like an iron plate on his back, and the blood behind him was condensed on a thin shirt, as hard as thick paper. . He trot over and reached for the crane. The man was injured, lashed, and knelt blowing the cold wind all night. His body burned like a stove without knowing it. Yu Jinnian felt hot when he touched it.
Unexpectedly, this person who practiced martial arts looked at the lean, but in fact he became a mass of boulders. He could n’t afford to pull it, so he had to untie his robe and cover it with Wei He ’s shoulder to shield him from the wind:
You You can't see the injury! You kneel like this, and the whole person will be useless tomorrow! "Then he squatted down on the ground and opened the medicine chest to show him injury.
Wei He's face was pale and shaky, and he refused to cooperate: "Xiaguan is guilty."
Seeing that Min Xuefei's room was still lit, Yu Jinnian got up and kicked the door, and saw Lianzhi holding the lamp to see the lion in his mouth, and the teacup on the table was covered with Huanglian tablets. He took a sip and was sipped. Satiated by bitterness, the silk knot that had been connected wiped his mouth, and a few traces of blood fell on it. Lianzhi frowned, looking at Yu Jinnian with a begging expression.
Yu Jinnian suddenly felt blown up: "You two or two, are you really a doctor ?! I don't see it anymore! You can only seek another high!"
Lianzhi quickly stood up: "Yu Xiao Shen doctor ......"
Yu Jinnian ignored everyone, strode out, and walked down to the stage. He saw Wei He kneeling upside down, and a group of soldiers who were picking up the probe in the courtyard door. When they looked back, they saw Min Xuefei, who was looking disheveled. He is a doctor, but the patients are very arrogant, and he does not listen to him. Yu Jinnian made a white fog in front of his face, flicking his sleeves and pointing at Min Xuefei's door and cursing: "Assholes are all assholes!"
Yu Jinnian returned to his yard dizzy, both tired and angry, and even more hungry. When he opened the door, he smelled a strong tea fragrance on his face. Following Ji Hong for so long, he could produce something slightly. A few words, this tea smells just bitter, it should not be a good tea, but it is in the war period, and you can't care about what is the South tea and the North tea, please feel happy if you have tea to drink.
He smelled the tea and grunted again in his stomach. Although it was early in the morning, he was more hungry than sleepy. Ji Hong put down the book, opened the vent of the side panel of the stove, and replaced a piece of charcoal, with a heart like: "Come on, the new boiled jade ball soup."
"Jade Maru Soup?" Yu Jinnian froze, walked over, sat down with his hand, looked up at the tip of his chin to see what was in the small saucepan, opened the lid, a burst of fresh fragrance came out, and covered it in an instant The taste of bitter tea, he was obsessively authentic, "It smells so good!"
Ji Hong smiled and gave him a small bowl: "The little masters of Chanlin went to the river to collect water. When they met a few tufts of bushes and lotus roots that were just right, they picked them back. It happened that Wu Ji followed the camp. The guy went fishing, and even caught a fish and a small shrimp online. I remembered that you ate a similar food before, so I talked to Wu Ji. "He handed the bowl over and watched the boy rub it He rubbed his hands before squeezing the spoon. He noticed the redness on the back of his hand, so he got up and walked to the bed, turned over a small bottle of grease, "Wu Ji was talented in cooking and did it for a few minutes. Dao Yu Wan Soup. "
When he turned around and sat down at the table, Yu Jinnian had already finished eating a bowl, and Zhengsheng was eating the second bowl. This soup is really good. The soup base is thickly stewed with fish head and fish bones. The fresh soup comes out of most of the night. The meatballs are fish meat and chopped bud water chestnuts. They are twisted out of thousands of hammers. They are all white, and the grains are squeezed into a ball as big as a little fingertip, floating in the fish soup, it looks like a jade pill.
Seeing that he was really hungry, Ji Hong didn't know where to take out a food box, took out a plate of salty silk jade lotus root, and a large cup of green rice.
"Fortunately, it's warm."
Yu Jinnian picked up the bowl and looked at it, and saw a few small tea leaves lying on the verdant rice grains. It turned out to be green tea rice, no wonder it was so fragrant and pleasant.
He chopped rice in his right hand and put a few lotus roots. This lotus root was fried by pickles in the camp. He specially took care of Yu Jinnian's taste. He added spicy seeds. The gobbling taste. Ji Hong moderately watched him eating, while instructing him to eat slower, while holding his left hand, carefully applied the grease on the back of his eluted skin and rubbing it gently.
After eating a bowl of rice, he ate half full, Ji Hong then asked Wu Ji to go and hold another bowl of hot, he can also take advantage of this free time, and painted the other hand of the teenager.
With Jiner in his belly, Yu Jinnian only got up and remembered the bad things next door: "Why don't you worry?"
Ji Hong asked: "What's the hurry?"
Yu Jinnian thought he did n’t know what kind of mess was happening outside, and he quickly blew the wind beside his ear: "At present, our rebels, our own lieutenant general will fight first. Is n’t this urgent? That Wei He was originally just hurting his arm, now Min Gongzi was hit with a wound and knelt on the cold ground, burning like a potato at the bottom of the pot! If this is three long and two short ... that is a general! "
Ji Hong bent his lips plausibly: "You also know that it is guilty for him to lead troops privately. If he is guilty, he must be punished. The so-called state-owned state law, the military has military regulations. How can you stand majestic with your soldiers? "
It turned out he knew. Yu Jinnian muttered: "Although he is guilty, it is not an irreparable sin. Why can't he wear a guilt and make a contribution?" Can't help worrying, "He really burned a lot. And the one in the house is also just sick and broken. What can Lang Lang forbid them to toss and repeat like this!"
He said Wu Ji came back with his meal.
After the emperor's pardon order came down, it is logical to say that Ji's family son is no longer a guilty body, and he should also go back and wait beside Lianzhi. But even the did not call him, nor did he ask him to go back to this stump, Wu Ji pretended to be stupid, still following Ji Hong Yu Jinnian, but only changed from monitoring eunuchs to serving eunuchs. Not thinking about Shu. He talks less and lives more, people are quiet, and Ji Hong also makes the call easy.
"You don't have to control them." Ji Hong took the meal, Wu Jigong retired respectfully, and he continued, "The two of them were injured and sick, and the doctors of their own doctors' department went to ask for help. Let them cool for a few days. There is naturally a solution. "
Holding the bowl, Yu Jinnian thought of a bunch of wounded soldiers in Meiwu at the foot of the mountain, hesitatingly said: "If Yanchang would fight again ..."
Ji Hong said decisively: "He dare not."
Yan Changguo really didn't call.
It's not that he didn't want to fight, but that he really had no leisure, and as Ji Hong said, he didn't dare to venture out of the city to pursue.
The inner consumption of Zhongling City is huge, the people in the city are panicked, and all industries are in vain. The new officials and old officials are fighting in the dark, and they are messed up; The army inside and outside the city is the same as the cost. The superior army will not hold back and press the military resources. The next person will not treat himself badly and go to the civilians.
Grab money, grab food, grab women.
Zhongling is rich!
The following people were in full swing, Yan Chang did not know, and no one dared to tell him to know. Once a person sits in the palace, whether it is the big palace, the small palace, or the imperial palace, it is like being blind and deaf, and ears. Everything outside the palace is like being covered in fog, looking at the leafy, Flower clusters, but I do n’t know they are all water and moon mirror flowers.
But Yan Chang also knew that the military supplies were insufficient, far from enough, and that this internal battle with the Seven Emperors was a continuous battle and must be supported by a steady flow of military supplies. The land across the country is fairly rich, but it is too far away. These prefectures and counties in the south of the Yangtze River are close, but they may not be able to collect money.
However, no matter whether it is collected or not, he must keep the line from Zhongling to Yuezhou.
After all, this is not Yan Chang's nest over the ground. Many means he couldn't use it. Even if it was done, it was a hard fist hitting the cotton quilt. Not many people were convinced. Unconvincing, he had no other choice but to threaten, lure and Huairou. No matter how bad he was, he could simply kill the sacrifice flag. He is already a killer in Zhongling City.
Zhongling officials, big and small, ranked 70 or 80, but when they broke the city, they ran a dozen or so greedy and frightened among the refugees. When he entered the palace of Zhongling, he was cut 30 times. There are only a dozen people who have spoken eloquently, and now there are only a dozen people who are sincere in the team, and the rest are unyielding, all locked in the jail.
The government office in Zhongling Prefecture was overcrowded, and Zhou Feng complained to him every day.
Min Jibing was in the Luanhe River. He didn't know that, but he didn't have the energy to deal with it. He had to keep Zhongling City, and he had to hold it along the way from the south to the "hometown" of Yuezhou. Otherwise, once the backyard caught fire, he would become an isolated island and could only be slaughtered. Thirteen southern counties have been quite restless recently, and several overseas aliens have frequently harassed the Yuezhou and Haibu Departments, trying to take advantage of the empty arsenal of armies across the land.
The "Big Summer" he wanted, the "Big Summer" in his mind, had not been a nation, but was an internal and external problem.
Yan Chang felt that it wasn't just a shoulder pain. The entire back and neck seemed to be smashed by a heavy hammer. That heavy hammer was Jiangshan Sheji, who was beaten down by half of Da Xia, and his ambitious ambition that was unwilling to be stoic. This ambition of enduring ten years was about to strangle him.
The door creaked.
This temple is too old, so old that Yan Chang did n’t know which dynasty was built. The Emperor of the Xia Dynasty has sent people to repair it, while repairing it while praising the Zhongling style, but actually has not lived a few times. The people in the Zhongling Palace are getting older, and no one expected that one day, the Zhongling Palace will usher in a new owner.
The empty bedroom echoed with soft footsteps, the hall was large, and the layers of Luosha covered it. Yan Chang looked at Luo Vian's ethereal figure in the darkness. He thought Zhou Feng came to complain again: "What's wrong with the city?" , What happened in the prison? "
"It's me, Your Highness." Yu Xu stepped out of the curtain, holding a jug of wine in his hand.
Gone with the wind, Yan Chang looked like Yu Jinnian, who had been walking towards him for a long time. The mud was weak enough to be rubbed by anyone, but his heart was like a rock, and the oil and salt did not enter.
He watched Yu Xu walk over and take his wine. The white jade pot has been warm, holding a browning wine, smelling bitter and sweet, and sweet and bitter. The wine base is good, Zhongling City's famous good wine, but I don't know what I have soaked.
Yu Xu sat on the footbed in front of his "dragon bed", the wide and wide hall, and the wide and wide bed. He didn't know whether it was cold or cold when he was sleeping alone. Anyway, Yu Xu felt cold and cold, he said: "Please The medicinal liquor prescription prescribed by Zhongling's famous doctors rests peacefully. "
Yan Chang couldn't sleep, and he didn't want to sleep in peace. It was useless. Originally the medical camp was only worried about the shoulders and arms of the king, but now he is suffering from insomnia. The entire medical camp is almost bald, and whoever is called will come in with a head of lawsuit. Called again in the future and pushed back three times, all came out of some bad luck out of the medical camp.
Zhou Feng wanted to take the gun to escort, and Yan Chang had the final say. God didn't allow him to sleep, why should he force others to give up, and simply give up, it was difficult for Yu Xu to remember.
Yan Chang watched him sitting obediently at his feet, lowering his head and seriously playing with a sleeping incense. That thing would have been useless to Yan Chang for a long time. It smelled of just a fragrance, but he persevered.
Yu Xu sensed his gaze and smiled when he looked up.
Yan Chang froze for a moment, and there was a moment of shaking in his heart. Or, was he better for him? At this time, everyone was overwhelmed, and the medical officers pushed away and said that the barracks wounded the people. If they could not enter the palace, they would not enter the palace. How could anyone think of him sleeping well or not.
I don't know whether it is Zhongling's famous doctor who is really skilled in medicine, or An Mianxiang's rare effect. When he took the medicinal wine and did not have a joss stick, he was confused and sleepy. Supported by Yu Xu, he lay on the bed, and the golden veil over his head slowly rotated, and even the shoulders and arms that were so painful at night did not hurt anymore. The whole figure seemed to loosen and flutter.
Yu Xu hummed faintly beside the bed. He thought, Yu Xu also seemed to be from Jiangnan.
For an instant, Yan Chang closed his eyes and had a night of sleep.
I also dreamed of being a boy at the age of eleven or twelve. I was loved by my mother princess. I had great hopes from my father and emperor.
Zhou Feng, as Yan Chang ’s confidant, led the General Secretary of the Guard and the Chief of the Guard, and was in charge of Zhongling ’s soldiers and Yue King ’s guards, and guarding the whole city. He was dealing with soldiers of all sizes, and he was busy every day. Go to accompany Yan Chang to practice the sword. It's not really sword practice, what happened to Yan Chang's shoulders and arms, it's difficult to raise a bowl, and the medical camp is the same, not to mention sword practice.
It was just to accompany Yan Chang to squander his energy and get tired and rest for a moment.
Today, there was a dispute in the city defense battalion. Zhou Feng went to cook something. When he returned to the inner city, he went to the sky. He drove on the Zhongling Street and ran into the patrol captain of the city with a group of patrol soldiers. A crowd of people was flattering and busy, humbling and giving way to him.
Entering the palace smoothly and unimpededly, he found that the candlelight had been extinguished in the hall. Yu Xu came out with an empty jug. When Zhou Feng came back, he was in a good mood and called out: "Master Zhou. Your Highness has fallen asleep."
"Sleep?" Zhou Feng was surprised, "How do you sleep?"
Yu Xu shook the flask: "After eating some tranquilizing wine, I fell asleep."
Zhou Feng stepped forward and snatched his hip flask to smell it. It was indeed wine, with a bitter taste, and he didn't smell anything strange. He had never believed in Yu Xu, and he went into the palace to see for himself. It was true that His Royal Highness was really asleep, no strangeness, and no strong alcohol.
He was stunned, incredible.
Yu Xu held the hip flask and smiled like a flower. He didn't know what he was happy with, and he jumped excitedly while walking. A group of palace people evaded and watched him patting the pot-bellied belly divinely: "Anshen wine, good thing!"