Pick all the cold branches

The climate in the southeast is hot and humid, and Zhen Xian, who is used to the dryness in the north, often feels dizzy and out of breath.

Chest tightness.

For two days in a row, he always felt a tight pain in his chest, and there was a fishy sweetness in his throat when he coughed.

Perhaps it was due to the climate that caused the injury to repeat itself.

But Zhen Xian didn't intend to tell anyone.

Since Lin'an went all the way south, His Highness has been busy fighting all day long, and has not been able to sleep peacefully for a long time. There is really no need to worry His Highness any more for his own selfishness.

Most of the money used to supply the southeast guards' military supplies came from Prince Jing's mansion.

Only by getting rid of the embarrassment of asking for money from the treasury can we get rid of those ghosts who are desperately holding back and completely release the combat power of the frontline soldiers.

When the news came back to Beijing, Mrs. Cui took the lead in taking out all the daily-used jewelry and Fengyin accumulated in previous years, and counted the gold, silver and jade articles that could be exchanged in the palace, and folded all of them into grain and cash to send to the front line.

Throughout Prince Jing's mansion, all the money and things that can be used have been donated.There are still some deficiencies, which Lu Lan took out from the separate vault for many years.

Jin Yiwei was ordered to raid Lu's house, but in fact he only found an empty shell, except for those who had contributed to the Weaving Bureau and officials at all levels in the past, the rest had already been transferred elsewhere by Boss Lu as a precaution, but now he is willing to donate it The supply of military supplies actually surprised Zhen Xian for a while.

But even so, it can only be used by breaking one piece into several pieces.

The soldiers need to eat, the wounded need medical treatment, weapons and firearms need to be replenished, military pay is distributed, martyrs' pensions... everything is detailed, and in the end, it all comes down to a word of money.

For the money, Zhen Xian spent the whole day sorting out the accounts and arranging logistics and supply turnover, and it has been a long time since he could close his eyes.

Many times in the dead of night, when he closed his book and looked up, he could see His Royal Highness Prince Jing sitting in front of the map on the sand table, holding a sword in one hand and propping his forehead with the other. He was obviously so sleepy that he had already fallen asleep, but it seemed that he would wake up at any moment.

That appearance always made him feel distressed. He wanted to put on an extra coat to keep out the cold for His Highness, and he was afraid of waking up the person who had a rare nap, so he just stared blankly until the person noticed that his eyes were anxious and turned his head. Instead of waking up, he tried every means to coax him to go to rest for a while.

Zhen Xian suddenly felt that he could finally understand a little bit that when his father was in the household department, he would always be so mad at the piles of thick account books that he wanted to vomit blood, but he still couldn't let it go, and couldn't bear to resign. And the mood to go.

There are some people and things in this world that cannot be parted from after all, even if they really manage to leave for a while, they will still come back and never die.

However, his chest tightness and cough seemed to be getting worse. He could not stop coughing and sometimes saw blood.

That's never a good sign.

It's just that the war is chaotic, so I really don't care too much.

Zhen Xian was very afraid that His Highness would notice his injury and would worry about him, so he endured it every day, taking advantage of the fact that they were both very busy, so they seldom saw each other.

The military doctors in the battalion also had a lot to do with treating the wounded, Zhen Xian really didn't want to bother him, but fortunately His Royal Highness Li Jing had prepared a lot of medicines for his symptoms, so he made himself some cough medicine and took it with his mouth from time to time .

Later, the medicinal materials brought from Beijing were all eaten up, so I had to ask Yuqing to help him bring some medicinal materials for military supplies.

Yuqing resisted very much, and kept saying that if something happened, it would not be enough to relieve the hatred of being divided into corpses by the prince, but there was no other way but to follow his wishes.

This day, it is time to replenish the medicinal materials.

Zhen Xian went to go to Yuqing to get some money as usual, before he walked out of the camp, he heard a commotion in the distance.

In front of the gate, Yuqing, Gu Sanniang, and several soldiers were holding down a strong man who was tied up with five flowers on the ground, cursing and swearing.

The brawny man was wearing a vermilion military uniform, with lion patterns faintly visible on the patch on his chest, but the scarf on his head had been knocked off, and he rolled aside.

This is clearly a military officer who was at the second rank, but was beaten to the ground by a group of recruits who had just been recruited, and scolded his mother.

Gu Sanniang looked angry, and was instructing the brothers to hang the military officer up for public display.

But Yuqing was standing aside with a pack of herbs in one hand, grinning happily as she watched the excitement.

In addition to the bandits who were forced to fall into the grass, the recruits in this battalion were also miners who were forced to make a living, and a few were bloody farmers, but they were all low-level civilians, and they didn't recognize the uniforms of first- and second-rank officials. It makes sense, but why is this kid Yuqing so indiscriminate?

Zhen Xian suddenly felt dizzy and dark-eyed, hurriedly rushed forward and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yuqing didn't seem to expect Zhen Xian to appear suddenly, she was startled, she straightened her hands and feet quickly, her eyes flickered with cunning, and she quickly defended: "This fellow rode into the camp on horseback, and even slapped Sanniang in the face with a whip!"

Gu Sanniang turned her face away angrily when she heard the sound, "Look, Mr. Zhen! I just stopped him from intruding, but he looked down on me, not only scolded me badly, but even made a move! If Just letting him bully him for nothing, wouldn't it be a loss of our reputation!"

Gu Sanniang was born delicate and beautiful, the skin on her cheeks was originally fair and smooth, but now there is a red bloodstain.

Although Yuqing and Gu Sanniang had their own recklessness, they would not lie to him, let alone seeing is believing.The strong man who came to the door should indeed have broken through the gate and made a move first.

Zhen Xian was speechless for a while.

In Zhejiang, there are only a handful of military officers above the second rank.

This person is of course not Hu Jingcheng, the governor of Zhejiang Province.

I'm afraid it can only be the person in charge of the commander.

His Highness has been waiting for so many days, but still can't wait for any news from Hu Du Tang, and now someone finally came, but it was the Commander of Zhejiang Metropolitan Government, the meaning of which made people have to ponder over it carefully.

Without exception, the Third Division of Zhejiang is inseparable from Chen Shiqin.

The Commander of the Capital, Guo Xin himself, was born in the Experience Department of the Governor’s Mansion of the Fifth Army. He also worked hard when the East Factory besieged and suppressed Jinyiwei, so he was appreciated and promoted, so he was able to serve as the Commander of the Capital in Zhejiang. Hold Hu Dutang's hind legs and disrupt the southeast war.

What did he want to do when he came to Prince Jing's camp?

If Hu Dutang sent him here, what is Hu Dutang's intention?

Zhen Xian pondered for a moment, and the expression on his face couldn't help becoming solemn.

He also couldn't care about getting the medicine, so he asked Yuqing to report to His Royal Highness Prince Jing first, then took a step forward, bowed his head slightly to salute Guo Xin, who was still lying on the ground, and asked, "If you dare to ask your lord, is Zhejiang?" Commander Guo Xin and Guo Dusi?"

Guo Xin was still struggling desperately, when he finally heard that a "winner" came, he immediately gave Zhen Xian a dissatisfied look, and shouted in a rough voice: "You know, why don't you let me go quickly?"

"Young Master Zhen, you can't just let him go!"

Seeing that Zhen Xian seemed to be respectful to this guy, Gu Sanniang and the few sergeants were startled and angry, and immediately yelled.

Zhen Xian looked at Gu Sanniang reassuringly, but he didn't ask someone to help Guo Xin up and untie him.

He only glanced at Guo Xin again, then continued with a solemn expression:

"Guo Dusi is at least a second-rank general in the court. He should know the crime of trespassing on a horse and trespassing in the camp. According to military law, he should be executed. As a general, if he knowingly commits a crime, the crime will be added. I don't know what Guo Dusi's last words or My last wish has not been fulfilled, as long as I can do it, I will do my best."

As soon as this remark came out, not to mention Guo Xin himself, even Gu Sanniang and the others were all dumbfounded.