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Yijing: We have decided to let you take the blame!

Gu Xiaowu's letter was very sloppy, and even the signature was slapstick, because the court was busy dispatching medicinal herbs, food, medical officers and soldiers recently, so the whole court was full of smog. Contaminated, even if you think about it, put it in an envelope without waiting for it to dry.

Ouwen leaned aside and said sympathetically: "The officials in the court and the central government are already exhausted, and Mr. Gu has no time to pay attention to etiquette."

Yijing handed the letter paper to Ou Wenqing, and said thoughtfully: "But look again, all the officials are busy, but the Holy One seems to be in a trance recently, and has become more taciturn."

"Maybe the saint is exhausted by the epidemic?" Owen guessed, looking back and forth, surprised to find that the saint has decided to go to the altar to pray for the people in five days.

"But I heard that the rumors spread out, and the Holy Majesty was furious..." Yijing suddenly thought of something, and forcibly restrained his words. Owen saw that his words did not make sense, and Fang wanted to ask, but suddenly heard The sergeant outside the door came to report.

"The commander of the Seventh Battalion suddenly became seriously ill, and begged the commander of the army to go to the Lost City as soon as possible!"

Yijing was almost frightened by the notification, and Ou Wenqing was also shocked and asked: "How is the Seventh Battalion Commander? Why can't he be seriously ill when he is fine?!"

"This... the villain doesn't know. The Seventh Battalion Commander said the matter was urgent and he didn't have time to ask in detail. He just told the villain to report it quickly."

"There is no need for a chariot, I will go on horseback now." Yijing casually stuffed the envelope to Owen Qing, and was about to leave the house, but Owen Qing realized that he did not carry any weapons. Take □□ to catch up with a lot of footsteps.

"The Seventh Battalion Commander?! How could you say that when you fall ill, you just...cough cough..." Xing Cheng was tired all night, and when he heard Lan Mo talking about this, his eyes suddenly went dark. It's hard to see, "At this critical time, I hope the battalion commander will quickly find Chu Guangliang, and temporarily take over the dispatch of the seventh battalion commander on behalf of the seventh battalion commander. Be sure to stand by!"

Lan Mo hesitated for a while, but Liu Yedong on the side screamed out: "What kind of bad idea are you! The seventh battalion commander is seriously ill, and our battalion commander is going to give condolences right now. How can you take the opportunity to seize power like you! Really add insult to injury, It's humiliating to a gentleman!" He said with a contemptuous look at the eldest son of Ling Junhou who was standing unsteadily.

Lan Mo stretched out his hand to stop him, signaling Liu Yedong not to talk too much, but he himself also said that this method is absolutely unacceptable.

"Battalion commander, why is there a 'gentleman' on the battlefield? Chu Guangliang may not know everything about the battalion commander, but the rebels are sharpening their swords. If the commander of the seventh battalion is unable to manage, it is the best strategy to dispatch the sixth and seventh battalions as a whole." ..."

"You know it again!" Liu Yedong scolded: "Last time, I was scaremongering in front of the battalion commander. It's been several days, and I haven't seen any movement from the Lost City! It's a moment of prestige, let's see what you say this time!"

A trace of suspicion flashed across Lan Mo's expression, Xing Cheng let out a long sigh, closed his eyes in despair, and when he was about to speak again, he suddenly heard horseshoes panicking in the distance, and someone asked loudly, "What's the quarrel!?"

The three of them turned their heads and saw that it was Yijing who came on horseback. Presumably, he learned that the commander of the Seventh Battalion was seriously ill and even abandoned his chariot. He never got out of the saddle.

When Liu Yedong saw the commander, he was even more arrogant, explaining the cause and effect of the incident, and Luo Xingcheng gave him a meal.

Yijing looked down, the sweat on Xingcheng's forehead turned to ice, his eyes were blurred, his footsteps were vacant, and his breathing was short of breath. He didn't even bother to refute with his tongue, so he ordered: "Lan Mo will act as an agent of the Seventh Battalion for the time being, and supervise the movement of the lost city. Let Liu Yedong guard the door, and Xingcheng returns to the barracks."

"I have nothing to do with my subordinates." Xing Cheng saluted slowly, but Yi Jing didn't allow him to refute. He just said that the military order must not be disobeyed, dragged the man onto the horse, and drove away, leaving Lan Mo and Liu Yedong looking at each other. .

"...Cough...Liu Yedong guard, really worried..."

Yijing shouted: "I know why you didn't listen to the advice at the beginning? If you collapsed in front of the battle, wouldn't it be a mess? Die so easily, how can I explain to your master and brother!"

Xing Cheng was speechless and dared not speak again.

Helian Qingxian on the other side was ordered to wait for the commander looking forward to the stars and the moon, but unexpectedly the commander brought back a half-dead Nan Rong Xingsheng and entrusted him to take good care of him, while the commander himself rushed into the battalion commander's tent .

"Changming!" Yijing rushed into the tent in fear, and at a glance saw the commander of the Seventh Battalion, who claimed to be seriously ill, sitting in the main seat and looking down at the documents. Seeing him coming, the other party could not help but smile and stood up to greet him, He stepped forward and hugged the person.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Why are you seriously ill..."

Chang Ming was embarrassed and embarrassed, and hurriedly broke away from him, and quickly explained: "I have nothing to do with you, it's just..."

"It's okay?!" Yijing's eyes were staring straight, and he almost turned his back on him angrily, "It's okay what you said is like explaining the funeral, it's me..." He managed to calm his breath before cursing with reddened eyes : "I'm thinking that I don't have time to say goodbye now, and immediately appoint Chu Guangliang as the commander of the seventh battalion!"

Chang Ming was already staring at him blankly, just when he was thinking about how to appease him, Yi Jing had already shouted: "Say! Why is this so, I will punish you severely if you don't tell me!"

"Yiqing is back, it's really an emergency!" Changming replied without thinking, afraid that Yijing would shoot him in the hole if he heard something displeased.

"Ah?" Yijing was taken aback for a moment, and then saw Gu Liang Yiqing who was sitting behind the table holding a map in his hand and looking at the two of them dully.

Gu Liang Yiqing put away the map with a lingering fear in front of a cute little girl's face, and said embarrassingly, "I know that I shouldn't disturb my army commander and battalion commander to talk about love, but I returned from the Lost City. Battalion Commander, please quickly find the Army Commander, and in order to deceive others, he had no choice but to make such a bad move... The officer really never expected..."

Chang Ming laughed dryly twice and turned his head away, not daring to look at Yijing, but Yijing covered his face with his hands and regained his air of commander, walked to the main seat and asked Gu Liang Yiqing, "How is this time? Tell me in detail?"

The Seventh Battalion Commander has nothing to say about the fact that his own army commander bypassed the battalion commander and directly appointed his subordinates, but after thinking about it carefully, the Yijing didn't want to make it public, and Gu Liang Yiqing was so immature that few others cared about being vigilant. is the most suitable candidate.

"What the Commander said is true. At the junction of the Underworld Forest and the Lost City, the officer found a tunnel covered by fallen leaves, leading directly into the Lost City."

Chang Ming glanced at Yijing in surprise, and Yijing explained: "This was excavated with mechas and manpower by the ancestors of Sifuluo who escaped from the Lost City. It's been a hundred years."

"It's been a hundred years?" Gu Liang Yiqing asked back, "The commander of the army once told the subordinate officials to seal it for a hundred years, lest there be poisonous gas, and told the subordinate officials to be careful. However, the subordinate officials tested it with living animals and found no difference. Although there is a strange smell in the passage, it is not strong...the other end of the exit is simply covered with stone slabs..."

Yijing nodded silently, motioning for her to continue.

Gu Liang Yiqing took out three letters from her bosom, although she held them in her bosom, Yijing didn't feel any warmth, and when she looked closely, Yiqing's hands were chapped and bloodstained, and there were still long inscriptions on her feet. He brought hot water to warm her feet, and knew that she had worked so hard for this matter without words.

"Although there are herbs in the Lost City that can cure the plague, they have run out of ammunition and food. There have been people killing people and eating them in the city. Cheng Lei has no choice but is ready to break through desperately. Just at midnight, the east and west gates of the Lost City are opened."

When Chang Ming heard about this, he didn't delay, and hurriedly set out to prepare for the war arrangement.Yijing could hear the commotion outside the tent, but it was Chang Ming who was scolding whoever spread false rumors to shake the morale of the army and alarmed the army commander.

Yijing scolded, dumbfounded, then asked Gu Liang Yiqing, "Do you know where Cheng Lei's family is?"

Gu Liang Yiqing thought about it for a while, and replied: "The official sneaked into Cheng Lei's temporary residence to steal the letters, but Cheng Lei was not alone in that place, and occasionally heard that he missed his family... and one more thing..."

Seeing that Gu Liang Yiqing was indecisive, Yijing could guess her concerns, and comforted her, "But it's okay, I won't tell anyone else about this matter, even Mr. Gu."

"Cheng Lei seems to have another grievance. That day, the official sneaked into the mansion to investigate, and heard him crying to his subordinates about his family, and said a lot about what he had to do."

"The wound is cracked and festered. Although there is still some wound medicine, a medical officer must be invited. Fortunately, it is winter, otherwise, wouldn't it be festering? Who gave you the medicine? So careless, Why didn't you pay attention yourself?" Chu Guangliang and Helian Qingxian asked Xing Sheng while packing their things.

"Now that the plague is gone, how can the military doctor have time? Let me sleep peacefully for a day and I'll be fine."

"But this injury...is not easy to heal, I'm afraid there will be another change!" Chu Guangliang persuaded with a sad face, "I'll ask the sixth battalion commander to deal with this matter."

Helian Qingxian sneered: "Everyone is so seriously injured, and he is not allowed to relax and besiege the city. If you think about it, the commander of the Sixth Battalion would say that his injuries are nothing more than that, so he doesn't care."

Xing Sheng waved his hand, just saying that he was fine.

"Speaking of it", Helian Qingxian asked suddenly: "Who changed your medicine? Does this person have evil intentions? He doesn't even want to take the medicine properly, or ask the commander of the army to punish your family's young son here How is it? It’s not bad for this person.”

"She has important things to do, how can she easily have an affair for someone... The person who changed the dressing didn't have evil intentions, it was just because of carelessness. It was my fault that I only cared about the matter of Lost City and didn't pay attention."

"Wait... Could it be Liu Yedong who changed your medicine recently with Captain Lan?" Chu Guangliang asked hesitantly.

Xing Sheng smiled wryly.

Yijing ordered Gu Liang Yiqing to recuperate, and went out of the camp to look for Chang Ming. When he reached a place where no one was around, he took out the three letters from his arms and handed them to Chang Ming for inspection.

"This..." Chang Ming looked at the content of the letter and couldn't help being dumbfounded.

One of the three letters is a prescription given by Yijing, and the other two are instructing Cheng Lei to defect and act, and threaten the lives of his family, promising to hand over the prescription to Cheng Lei as long as he sticks to the Lost City.

What is even more shocking is the eye-catching seal of the servant of the household department at the end of the letter.

"Did Luo Jianghong do it?" Chang Ming frowned and asked solemnly

"Is this Luo Jianghong's handwriting?" Yijing asked back, Chang Ming shook his head resolutely, he seemed to be concentrating on the letter, his brows were furrowed, "But the rumor started from Cheng Lei, but it was not mentioned in the letter This matter... If it is not fully explained, other letters are needed..."

"what happened?"

Changming displayed the three letters in front of Yijing, and said: "These three letters are written too strangely, it seems that there is a special place reserved for Luo Jianghong to use the seal, and there is nothing around the big red seal of the servant of the household department. A few positions should not be enough to finish a letter. There are many letters, and it is easier for people to catch them, so why should he do it?"

Hearing these words, Yijing suddenly remembered something, and after a while he murmured in shock: "I know..."

"What?" Chang Ming asked puzzled.

Xingsheng's prediction was not wrong, but neither he nor Yijing expected that there would be someone who kindly added fuel to the flames. Yijing appreciated that he didn't care about fame and etiquette and took emergency measures in an emergency. After all, Ningwu's situation was originally It means waiting around the city and not letting go.