when will i see you again

Shen Qingjue pursed his lips, as if he was a little bit reluctant to let go of the feeling of the person in his arms just now, but it is indeed broad daylight now, and she still has important matters to deal with, seeing Xie Bingyuan sitting on the side wearing a white boa robe, she could only say: "Then I'll go." Xie Bingyuan raised her eyelids and nodded slightly: "Go."

Shen Qingjue's study was occupied, so she had no choice but to go back to her bedroom. She took a chair and sat by the window, and a man appeared after a while.

The man looked serious, as if he had just come back from the outside, his ears were reddish, the man took out a folded piece of paper from his sleeve, and handed it to Shen Qingjue, Shen Qingjue took it casually, saw the paper written It said: "There may be riots in the city in the near future, and the empress is in the station."

Seeing these two lines of words, Shen Qingjue habitually narrowed his eyes.The man neither spoke nor backed down, quietly waiting for Shen Qingjue to ask questions, he seemed very familiar with Shen Qingjue's style of doing things.

After a while.

"Did the person you arranged see Mu Youyun?" Shen Qingjue asked.

"Yes, general, the people sent by my subordinates to the post station have not seen Miss Mu for a long time, only today Miss Mu went out for some reason and handed the informer such a letter through the hand of business, the informant dare not neglect So I came to look for my subordinate, and my subordinate immediately came to look for you."

"Heh" the corner of Shen Qingjue's mouth curled up, and he snorted coldly, "This Wei Shangchu is finally willing to let her go out."

For a long time, Mu Youyun has been trying to contact the person arranged by Shen Qingjue, but Wei Shangchu is very wary of her and is always on guard against her. Even if Shen Qingjue has arranged capable people, it is still very difficult to contact her. Mu Youyun Apart from staying in the post station, the chances of going out alone without Wei Shangchu's company are very small, so there is very little chance to get in touch with her.

Wei Shangchu has a special status. He is the princess of the former dynasty and the eminent emperor of the enemy country, but he almost always does what the executioner does.

While Shen Qingjue called her aunt, the relationship between the two of them was not so strong that Mu Youyun was willing to serve as an informant for her.She wanted to protect Wei Shangchu wholeheartedly, but she didn't want Wei Shangchu to do anything to deceive her master and exterminate her ancestors, so she was willing to cooperate with Shen Qingjue and inform her of the news to save Wei Shangchu from making a heinous mistake. Chang Chu's hands were covered with Mu Ren's blood, which was not what she wanted to see.

Such a gentle and dignified noble woman was almost begging when she was negotiating conditions with Shen Qingjue.Mu Youyun said that if one day the Northern Wei Dynasty was defeated like a mountain, and Wei Shangchu still insisted on going his own way without repentance, she hoped that Shen Qingjue would spare Wei Shangchu's life and let her take Wei Shangchu to live in seclusion in the mountains.

Shen Qingjue sighed, and muttered to himself: "The word love is cruel, but my aunt cares after all."

Shen Qingjue checked the paper again, after making sure that there was no hidden text on it, he lightly threw the paper into the charcoal brazier at hand, the blue flames quickly swallowed it, the paper also fell apart, and quickly turned into ashes.After asking the hidden guards to search for Wei Qianqiang in Taijing City to no avail, she guessed that Wei Qianqiang had gone to Weiren's inn. Now that she read Mu Youyun's letter, it was exactly as she expected.

"By the way, you go to the outskirts of the city and tell Jingxiang to withdraw the garrison."

The man seemed a little puzzled, and seeing Shen Qingjue's two fingers resting between his brows, he thought about it and finally didn't ask. "Tell Jingxiang not to be reckless, this is His Majesty's intention."

Wei Juanyun went to three big pharmacies in Taijing City and bought all the common and uncommon medicines. She was going to try some medicines with similar pharmacology to those recorded in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", and cook them together in pairs. Until a prescription that can cure the disease is found.Since the development of medical skills, there are so many medicinal materials, and Wei Juanyun's desperation has made her exhausted. She has not closed her eyes for a day, but even so, she is still very busy looking for prescriptions and never stops.

During this time, Jiang Jingxiang has been following her.

Wei Juanyun boiled a jar of dark medicine, picked up a spoon, took a sip, tasted it, frowned and put it down silently.

"Can't you?" Jiang Jingxiang asked her solemnly from the side.

"No, the illness is complicated and the situation is intense. It is almost impossible to find an antidote in a short while." Wei Juanyun frowned. To be precise, her brows had not been relaxed in the past few days. "I only dare to give them some warming and nourishing medicine. It won't work for a long time."

"Doctor Wei should rest for a while when he is tired, and this matter cannot be forced." Jiang Jingxiang saw the haggard face of the female doctor in white and plain robes, and inevitably felt a little more pity.

"Well, thank you, my lord." Wei Juanyun was a little tired in his words, and his expression revealed a little impatience. Jiang Jingxiang knew that because of her temperament, if she didn't find the prescription, she would be looking for it all day long, so she said a few more words to Wei Juanyun The words also distracted her attention, so she said don't turn around and go out.

Jiang Jingxiang inspected the surrounding area. The doctors who came and went were busy wearing face scarves, and the strong soldiers watching the shed were also fully armed. After seeing that there was nothing unusual, he walked back to the tent.

"My lord, the general asked you to withdraw all the thousand Qingqi." Before he could sit still, his subordinates entered the tent.

"What?" Jiang Jingxiang was puzzled.

"That's what the general said." The subordinates were respectful.

Jiang Jingxiang rubbed her chin and wrinkled, and almost immediately understood the cause and effect of the matter, "Your Majesty, too, are you afraid that the general will turn against him? I have only been emperor for a few days, and my airs are getting bigger and bigger. That's fine, just withdraw the troops." Let's go back to the barracks and have fun." He is Shen Qingjue's deputy general, so he only serves Shen Qingjue, and he actually doesn't respect Xiao Tailiang in his heart.

In the afternoon, Yiqian Qingqi evacuated the refugee camp.

These refugees who were ill but not yet dead were even more restless. The decoctions distributed by the doctors every day were obviously only warming and nourishing, and did not improve their conditions much. Most of them were more serious than before. Twenty-three out of ten of these people began to vomit blood, and even more seriously, their skin and bones were so thin that they were dying.

The gradually forming panic shrouded the small and crude refugee huts. The refugees tried hard to suppress their dissatisfaction, and the fear of death wore down their patience little by little.

It wasn't until two middle-aged men died of bruises and vomiting blood that these people's emotions were like dry firewood meeting sparks, and they were all over.

"Don't do it! It's nothing to surround us here and wait to die!" The man who had offended Shen Qingjue because of his aggressive tone before, couldn't bear it any longer after seeing the death of his roommate, and took the lead in complaining.

"Even if I die, I don't want to die here for no reason!" He was far from the only one who was dissatisfied. After the first scolding, other voices came out one after another.

"Yes! Officials are happy in the city, how can we control our lives!"

Everyone got together, and the more they talked, the more excited they became. Even a few people who had symptoms of coughing up blood were also emotional, and one of them was spitting blood while cursing fiercely.

"We can't die." A small voice sounded in the shabby shed, and everyone who heard the voice was shocked, as if the calmness and stability brought to them by this voice, everyone followed the reputation and looked at this person who had never spoken much. The black-faced man found this man sitting cross-legged, calm and composed, and the aura around him made the restless people in the room immediately quiet down.

"Brother, what do you say?" The man who was beaten was named Chen Liang. After hearing this, he hurried over and wanted to ask the reason for this black-clothed man who had just had a moment of immortality.

"Our illness is not serious, and we can get better if we treat it in time. Everyone must have felt it. Our physical condition began to decline because of the withdrawal of the drug. And I don't know if you have noticed. The garrison outside has been completely destroyed, which means that we may There is no longer any value for them to keep."

When the black-faced man said this, everyone was silent, and only a few people talked about it.

"Brother, let's run, we're not prisoners, what's the point of being locked up here!" Chen Liang frowned, staring at the savior he believed.

A word to wake everyone up.

There was a lot of discussion among the people, saying that it was an innocent disaster for them to get sick on the way back to Beijing, and it was not a crime.

People like Chen Liang have a quick temper and a simple mind, so they can easily be used as spearmen, and most dull people are easy to follow suit. mind.

"Brother, can you do anything? I'll listen to you!" As soon as Chen Liang said this, some young people who were unwilling in their minds and souls also echoed.

"Our illness is actually a relatively serious type of typhoid fever. It's just that the journey is exhausting and we have no money to recuperate. That female doctor is probably not sensible. Which experienced doctor doesn't know about typhoid fever? They probably just want to stop. took our medicine."

"That's right, we stopped our medicine and saved money, they spent a lot of time!" Chen Liang continued.

A few young people were filled with righteous indignation, and immediately scolded that their family and country were in ruins, that the government was in a state of chaos, and that the officials were all wolf-hearted, taking the fat of the people to spend their days and wines.

In fact, it is no wonder to them. Most of these people were born in poor families. They never went to school or read sage books when they were young, so they naturally have no opinions and opinions of their own. Grab a life-saving straw and go, regardless of the consequences of such behavior.

However, there are also some people, even if they know the consequences, they will not make others feel better, and they still don’t forget to stretch out a hand to drag the people on the shore down when they are stuck in the mud.

"I have learned how to climb over walls from monks since I was a child. Although the city tower is high, I can still go in and open a city gate for everyone to enter. I didn't tell you, I will escape by myself tomorrow night. He went to the city to seek medical treatment." The black-faced man sighed.

A few stunned youths hurriedly came over to join him and shouted big brother big brother, and began to discuss their escape soon.

In the evening, when Wei Shangchu returned home, the first thing he did was to see Wei Qianqiang.

"Sister Huang, Shen Qingjue has withdrawn." Wei Shangchu sat opposite Wei Qianqiang who was wrapped in fox fur and holding water, and told her the news.

Wei Qianqiang rolled his eyes twice, and there was a strong sarcasm on his face again, "The only one who can invite Shen Qingjue to withdraw his troops is probably only her good master Xiao Tailiang, this Emperor Mu is really good, I always She just gave me such a big gift to live in, and I have to thank her very much, both emotionally and rationally."

After a while, the two laughed together.

"By the way," Wei Qianqiang said seriously, "It's inconvenient for you to be alone in Taijing City. Today, you can ask the informant to bring me a handbook and let Wei Chen come to Taijing City."

Wei Chen is a prince of the Wei State. When Emperor Wei was alive in the past, he and Emperor Wei were uncles. When Wei Qianqiang succeeded to the throne, there was a lot of opposition from the government and the opposition. Some Wei officials wanted to put him on the throne. However, he was cynical. On the day of his enthronement, he went to the largest brothel in Qianxue City and had a night of entertainment with the oiran. Half of the ministers who supported him turned against him. He did not seek to make progress, otherwise he would be the one sitting on the dragon chair now.But even so, some stubborn old civil servants still think he is orthodox.Even though he didn't sit on the Ninth Five-Year Honor, Wei Chen's status in Wei State is still very high. Because of his blood, sometimes his prestige is greater than that of Wei Shangchu.

"Why?" Wei Shangchu was puzzled, did the imperial sister ask Wei Chen to restrain and supervise her because she was worried about herself?

Wei Qianqiang seemed to have seen what Wei Shangchu was thinking, and said, "Wei Chen's status is no lower than yours, the more people come, Xiao Tailiang will be more at ease with us, he is afraid that I will come too, Once something happens here, Xiao Tailiang won't cling to you too much, and it will be easier for you to escape." Wei Qianqiang's face was light, and he took another sip from the porcelain cup in his hand.

Wei Shangchu didn't speak, but her heart was ups and downs, her eyes were slightly wet, "Sister Huang, I..." I am not from Wei, so there is no need for Sister Huang.

"The scars on your body are the fault of Miss Huang. Even if the two countries are fighting to avoid casualties, I will not allow you to suffer any losses." Wei Qianqiang put down the porcelain cup, lowered his eyes and was a little gentle.

The author has something to say: I will continue to code words, and Shen Rogue will appear in the next chapter.