Chapter 57: Medicine

"Jun Qing!" Jing Hao was busy holding him. He saw that the wound was bleeding again. He had to softly scream. "You don't worry, I mean, let's paint the medicine and say something else."
"I want to use that medicine." Mu Hanzhang gasped for a moment and looked up at him. When the disease is on the way, if the action is bigger, it will crack the injury. It can't follow the battlefield at all, and it must be made fast.
"No!" Jing Hao took the smear carefully to rub the blood beads, and then applied the medicine in the sapphire vial to stop the bleeding. "There is a time to stop the day, and then it is not enough to let the grain first follow up."
Mu Hanzhang closed his eyes: "The army can't wait, if you insist on doing this, when the father blames it, I will go to sin."
"Jun Qing," Jing Yu listened to him saying that he felt a little sad in his heart. If he really developed to that step, how could he let him go to the top of his sin? The tone of life is hard. "I have a lot of things in the army..."
"There are counts in my heart!" Mu Hanzhang opened his eyes and stared at him. "The battlefield is changing rapidly. Even if you have an unforeseen prophet, you can say that there will be no situation. If you are handsome, you must be responsible for the lives of these 100,000 people. How can you arbitrarily for your own sake!"
The beautiful nephews are full of pride and perseverance, and Jing Jing quietly looks at them for a long time, slowly evokes the lips.
I finally understood why Jun Qing can make him feel safe. Except for all kinds of previous worlds, this person has his own ideas and persistence. He will not shake the principle because of his preference for him, nor will he be willing to do so because he has no fear. Therefore, Jing Hao dared to use his own to pamper him, not afraid to spoil him, and not afraid that he would lose his way.
"The good wife said that it is reasonable. It is for the husband to obey." Jing Yan smiled and leaned over, and kissed him on the cheeky cheek.
Mu Hanzhang was so stirred up by him, and a bunch of prepared words were stuck in the throat. After a long while, he returned to God. He glanced at him and looked at the thicker and thicker face. When I got up, I sighed: "I am a man, you have to treat me too delicate."
Jing Xiao smiled and did not answer, even if Jun Qing is strong and strong, and martial arts is born, he will still feel bad. Get up and take another dark-colored vial, still in his hand, still hesitating.
"Wang Wang is also kind. He is a man who is quick and quick, but you can't kill him!" Mu Hanzhang thought of this. Just now Jing Jing let the guards kill, but still persuaded him.
Jing Hao unplugged the cork, and his guard was always obedient. At this time, Wang Er’s head was estimated to have moved, but he could not say it. He had to sneak a sigh and carefully look at the wound. The medicine of the sapphire bottle has melted, and the blood has barely stopped. These two drugs have been tried, and they are not compatible with each other.
"Call out, don't bite yourself." Jing Hao touched his hair, but he still couldn't bear it.
Mu Hanzhang nodded lightly. When he saw him, he refused to apply medicine. He chuckled and smiled and said: "If you don't feel relieved, hold me."
Jing Yan heard the words and felt that it was reasonable. If Jun Qing was too painful to bite his tongue, he could lend his arm to him in time. So I sat down on the bed and carefully took the person into my arms, poured some bright ointment, and twitched my fingertips and quickly applied it.
"Ah..." For a moment when the medicine was applied, Jing Yan clearly felt that the body in his arms was suddenly tense, and the blood-stained lips were slightly open. A low-sounding cry was stuck in the throat and could not make a sound. The sweat of the beans fell one by one, and the green silk of the horns was wet.
"Jun Qing, it will not hurt for a while, no pain..." Jing Hao caressed his cheeks, only wishing to replace him.
Mu Hanzhang did not expect it to hurt so much! The medicine was applied as if there were countless fine and dense needles stuck into the body, and the pain in front of him was black, and the soft voice in his ear was gently comforted. The pain really eased, and a white light floated in front of him. Clearing Jing's face, the eyes were full of distressed feelings, and wanted to give him a soothing smile, barely twitching his mouth, and then suddenly it was completely dark.
Jing Hao looked at the people in his arms who were fainting, and he couldn’t breathe. Slowly open his innocent hand, and drop a fine kiss on the pale face, slowly put the person back on the bed, and wipe the sweat on his forehead and neck with a cloth towel.
After returning to God, it was discovered that he himself was sweating too. Jing Hao wiped his face and covered the bed with a quilt.
"Wang Ye, the right guards stopped the subordinates from killing the king, and the second was to shut the king into the military prison." The guard came in and whispered, "However, his subordinates found this in Wang Er." Said, handed a piece of paper to Jingjing.
Although Jing Hao was not satisfied with the fact that the guards did not complete the task, they also confessed to their own Wang Hao, so they silently did not put a word. They took a look at the things in the hands of the guards and did not look okay. Seeing that he is mad, he must kill Wang Er.
Nothing was written on the paper. Only a fine portrait was used to draw a portrait. Even if the painting technique is poor, it can be seen that the person in the painting is beautiful, the wide-sleeved gown, the blue silk jade crown, who is not Mu Hanzhang?
Slowly pinching the paper in his hand, Jing Hao clenched his fist and squeaked. The scene of today is not accidental. This Wang Er is deliberately simmering! Looking at the bloodless person on the bed, it is necessary to suffer such pain because of a momentary color of the disciple! At this time, he suddenly fortunately did not directly kill Wang Er, because the result of a knife is too cheap for him!
Jing Hao looked up and looked gloomy: "You are going to check now, no matter what means, you must find out a crime that does not kill him."
"Leading." The guards took orders and quickly turned away.
"Wait," Jing Hao screamed the little guard who had just been transferred to him, but he was so smart. "What is your name?"
"The genus Jiang Lang." The guard replied.
Jing Yiyi said: "You are the son of Jiang Taiji?"
"Yes," Jiang Lang was quite honest, but he was very clever. "In March, the lord did not give up, and he was transferred to the pro-military."
At that time, Jing Hao listened to his own words, and transferred this Jiang Lang to his army, in order to find a chance to win over Jiang Tai. But at that time, the house and the palace were in a mess, and I forgot the matter in a blink of an eye.
Jing Hao nodded. "Go, let's call the left guard."
When the left guards came, the right guards also followed.
Although Wang Er is a quick success, he is also quite sleek. Whether he is a guard or a servant, he is quite popular. The right guards feel that he has sloppyly killed him, and he will stop the killing. The guards said that Wang Ye seemed to be very angry, and he followed him to sue and persuade a few words.
Jing Hao did not pay attention to the right-handed guardian who thought it was very reasonable. He said to the left guard army: "Get out of the camp tomorrow morning, you will prepare."
"Yes." The left guard should answer.
"Wang Ye, that Wang II..." The right guards had to say something again. If they didn't finish, they saw the prince's cloth towel sweating the people on the bed, and carefully put the arms hanging outside into the quilt. The meticulous and gentle look is not like the Cheng Wang who will "care" his subordinates every day.
"What are you going to say?" Jing Jing did these things before he saw the right guard.
"That..." The right guard said that he couldn't speak. This morning, he saw the red mark on the neck of the military division. His head has been messed up for a long time. Now, the prince does not evade the act, so he wants to install it. I don't know.
"Wang Ye, the capital has just sent a letter." The left guards interjected and handed the letter in the arms.
Jing Yan glanced at it and wrote the Rui Wangfu on the letter, which was originally a letter from his brother. Since leaving the capital, there has been very little news. He does not write a peace letter to his father every day like the great emperor. He writes a newspaper story every three or five times. The emperor is returning him every time, but also It is something official. Jing Hao seems to be very busy, and he is now outside, to avoid suspicion, it is not convenient to contact too much.
Anxious to know what was written in the letter, Jing Hao let go of the right guard, let them retreat.
"Three emperors kissed: the father is good, the home is good..." All the front is a few greetings, Jing Hao quickly jumped over and looked behind.
The letter was written in three letters, and the news was mixed.
Jing Yu revealed in the letter that since they left, the hustle and bustle of the Hubu Department has become more and more troublesome, such as snowballing, and more and more people are involved. There are as many as seven officials who have been dismissed from the three-products. Let alone the small officials below the three products. Acer was deliberately investigated, but it was too wide-ranging. It was soon possible to find the head of the four emperors. Mao Guogong proposed that the war was not smooth, and it was difficult to make a big move. This matter was lifted up and gently dropped. .
However, most of Jing’s purpose was achieved. For example, the family’s Shangshu, who was not waiting for the scene, was dismissed, and Xiao Yuan was successfully promoted to the cadre, and their father was already dissatisfied with the four emperors.
In fact, at the beginning of the incident, Jing Hao led the matter to the four emperors, but those people seemed to be prepared, which made him quite troublesome.
In addition, there is a very important news for the current scene, that is, some people in the court have contacts with the southeast king, and the southeast king may know the financial status of the court.
Jing Hao slowly closed the letter, so that the South East King will send someone to kill him to have a real explanation. Now that the national treasury is short, it will be played in this form. As long as the southwestern king can support for three years, the imperial court will not be able to support this protracted war. Finally, they are likely to talk to the court.
As long as he killed his coach, waiting for the court to deal with the emperor's battle against the battlefield, the exchange of coaches and so on, can drag on for a year and a half.
"Well..." the man on the bed snorted and slowly opened his eyes.
Jing Hao was busy putting down the letter in his hand to see him: "Jun Qing, still hurt?"
Mu Hanzhang looked at him for a moment, only to think that he was fainted, but the wound on his shoulder was not so painful. It was much more comfortable than before the application. He frowned: "How long have I slept?"
"It didn't take long, half an hour," Jing Hao touched his hair. "It’s already past noon, and today I have to walk the night, and I will leave early tomorrow."
Mu Hanzhang heard the words, slightly decapitated, did not delay the trip because of him, turned around and saw the letter in the hands of Jing Hao: "But my brother wrote a letter?"
"How do you guess so accurate?" Jing Hao smiled and held him in his arms and handed him the letter. "I have some doubts about whether you really want to watch the stars at night."
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