Be a sick and weak noble son in Daqin

It was getting late, and the bonfire was lit outside. The guards packed up the Tao Ding rice bowl, settled the horses and chatted around the bonfire.

Inside the tent, Jing Jian lit the oil lamp and looked at Sun Boling's legs in shock. The patella punishment is to cut out the patella. This is the punishment used to prevent the prisoner from escaping. There are many people who have been tortured throughout the ages, and they can still stand up after being tortured. not even one.

Wei Ji relaxed his movements and untied the cloth that was stained with medicine, took a lamp to look at the wound carefully for a while, found that the injury was more serious than imagined, and frowned unconsciously, "Sir, you are really not Pang Juan killed his father and enemy?"

The patella is very important to the human body's walking movement, but the absence of the patella does not mean that it cannot stand. In later generations, some diseases even require the patella to be removed deliberately, and it is not a problem for the patient to stand and walk slowly after recovery.

Originally thought that after Sun Bin was tortured, he could only "live in the cart and sit in a trick" because of his backward medical skills at this time. After seeing the wound, he realized that not only the patella had been gouged out, but the important parts beside the knee had also been injured. He was seriously injured, with the current level of medical skills, even if the wound healed, he would still suffer from pain in the future. How much does Pang Juan want to put him to death?

A skilled executioner would not make such a mistake, and it must have been Pang Juan's order to be injured like this. Even if this person survived by luck, what is the difference between having his legs crippled and being dead?

"My lord... can he still be cured?" Sun Boling's face turned pale, and the hope that had just risen in his heart was a little shaky. Of course, he and Pang Juan had no enmity, and they even had a deep relationship when they were classmates. The lure of high office.

With the young master's words like this, I'm afraid there is nothing he can do with his legs.

Bin punishment is already cruel, he had already prepared in his heart, and he figured it out after a few days in the dungeon, if it really can't be cured...

"Mr.'s knees are seriously injured. Ji's medical skills are limited. I can only guarantee that there will be no future worries. I may be able to do it standing up. It all depends on God's will." Wei Ji wrapped the cloth strips carefully, with a little smack in his words apology.

He originally thought that if it was just torture, his ability would be enough to make people recover to the best level, but he didn't expect that Pang Juan's attack would be so ruthless that even the follow-up treatment would be included.

Anyi is his territory. Sun Bin will never be able to walk within a short period of time after his patella is gouged out. If there is no accident, he will be able to kill people directly in a few days. He is so jealous of this fellow junior, he can't even wait for a few days , would you give up if you had to cripple Sun Boling's legs?

Sun Boling breathed a sigh of relief, exhausted most of his strength, leaning on the table next to him with eyes blank and murmured, "It's good if you can stand up, it's enough to be able to stand up."

Bin punishment is cruel, and the person who has been subjected to this punishment will suffer terribly for the rest of his life. It is rare for Young Master Ji to heal his injuries, let alone stand up.

"It's getting late today, and I'll change the medicinal materials after entering the city tomorrow. Sir, relax and heal your wounds. Only when the wounds heal can you give acupuncture." Wei Ji put the lamp on the table, said a few words and then changed the subject, "I know that Mr. has many problems in his heart. Ji is not a saint, and he has his own plans to save people."

"Belling is all ears." Sun Boling came back to his senses, suppressed his mixed thoughts and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Jing Jian was still in shock. Seeing that their son really had a way to cure Bin Xing, he couldn't help but exclaimed. He noticed that the eyes of the two people were on him, and then he made a fake cough, corrected his face, and patted his face. The dust will go out.

He only knew that young master Ji knew medical skills, but he didn't know that his medical skills could even heal injuries after punishment. Eldest son, eldest son, why didn't you make it clear at the beginning, how many things he didn't know of?

"Wait a minute, General Jingjian, there is no need to avoid suspicion in this matter." Wei Ji stopped him and asked him to take out Qin Gong's order to seek merit and pass it to the person next to him, then poured a cup of hot water and sipped it slowly.

At this time, the general characteristic of scholars' work is thoroughness, thoroughness in what they say, and thoroughness in action. Later generations may find this mentality strange, but for them, there are some things that cannot be given up even if they lose their lives.

A monarch like Qin Gong is rare for a scholar who wants to become an official. There are many who can be courteous and virtuous, but there are very few who can make everyone use their hands and feet. Will not be moved.

Fortunately, although Pang Juan tried his best to frame this man and imprison him, he did not directly kill him in private. Scholars value reputation when they become officials.

Jing Jian froze on the spot, he didn't expect Wei Ji to save the man for the sake of the Qin State, so he hurriedly took out the original text of the order for seeking talents and handed it over with both hands.

I heard a lot of news in the wine shop these days, among which the two brothers Pang Juan and Sun Boling accounted for a very large proportion.

Rumor has it that the two brothers and sisters had a good relationship when they were studying with the teacher. They agreed that whoever could succeed in the future would definitely introduce the other person like the monarch. Later, Pang Juan wrote a letter to invite the younger brother when he was reused in the Wei Kingdom. Unfortunately, Sun Boling was heartbroken. Jealousy wanted to steal the soldier talisman at night, but was sent to prison directly after being discovered by the guards in the mansion.

The news circulating in the wine shop is really less than false, but if there is a lot of talk, there is either someone behind it, or it is really closely related to everyone.

He has been a spy in the Central Plains, and he is very experienced in distinguishing true and false news. The matter of Pang Juan and Sun Boling may cause heated discussions in the wine shop, but it is unlikely that they will continue to talk about it for many days. According to his judgment, Someone must have tampered with it.

As a result, the credibility of the rumors will be greatly reduced.

Those who can be sent to the Central Plains by Qin Gong are not mediocre. Wei Ji put down the cup, knowing that Jing Jian can figure out the twists and turns, and waited for a while before speaking in a gentle voice, "Pang Juan's ability to lead troops is obvious to all countries, sir. Being from the same sect as him, you should be no worse than him, otherwise he wouldn't design to harm Mr.

Sun Boling finished reading the earnestly seeking talents on the parchment, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and then asked, "How can you be sure that Pang Juan framed it and not Boling really stole the military amulet?"

"With Mr.'s ability, why steal the military talisman if you want it?" Wei Ji replied with a smile, knowing that the man was hesitating in his heart, he said a few words and asked Jing Jian to send him back to rest.

There is no way for this person to take revenge in Wei, but going to Qin is different, Qin lacks everything now, Sun Bin only eats and sleeps in Qi for decades, so what if he can only eat and sleep and beat Pang Juan, is it not enough to beat Pang Juan?

The state of Qin and the state of Wei could fight at every opportunity. Pang Juan is the general of the state of Wei. Except for the king of Wei, he is the one who has the final say in the army. If this person can eat and sleep in the state of Qin Just committing to fighting Pang Juan, that is simply a minister who is dedicated to serving the country.

It’s a big problem that my legs can’t walk. It’s just that it’s hard to draw when I’m on the road. I’ll try to draw a wheelchair after I arrive at Diqiu. The craftsmen in the city are very skilled. If there are blueprints for reference, the objects made should be It won't be much worse than later generations.

Wei Ji wrote down the matter, and was very happy to see the flickering fire not far away. For no reason, he got a great military adviser who could suppress Pang Juan, and the time these few days was not wasted.

If you have a chance later, you must ask Qin Gong and Gong Ziqian to thank you. A good general can be worth a thousand troops. He sent such a great talent to Qin. It is not too much to take care of Wei Guo in terms of trade. ?

The young man thought seriously, and when he realized that he was like a child begging for a reward, he couldn't help laughing. He was about to blow out the oil lamp to rest, but he keenly smelled the smell of medicine coming from outside the tent.

Just for a moment of stupefaction, Xiao Jia lifted the curtain with the medicine bowl, and the little guard put the bowl beside him, and looked at their son with a big smile, "The freshly brewed medicine should be drunk while it is hot. "

Wei Ji touched his forehead subconsciously, making sure that his fever has subsided, and his body has regained strength after eating, so he replied solemnly, "The medicine is three-point poisonous, Xiaojia. You don't need to drink medicine after the fever subsides." gone."

"This is a tonic. The prescription prescribed by the disease doctor in the Liyang Shi Palace, my son, drink it quickly." Xiaojia was not moved at all. He had heard this sentence countless times, and every time he wanted to stop Decoctions and medicines will say the same thing, is the body important or not taking medicine?

Wei Ji had no choice but to pick up the medicine bowl. He knew his body well. He was weak and weak. Apart from frequent headaches and fever, he didn't have any serious illnesses. Wouldn't it be good to give the medicine to those who needed it more?

Well...the ones who need it more...

The young man's eyes brightened slightly, and he looked at their little guard and said with great sincerity, "Mr. Sun's injury hasn't healed yet, these medicines are just right for him to drink."

"Mr. Sun's medicine has already been delivered by General Jingjian. We will take good care of him. You don't have to worry." After drinking the medicine, it is considered as a let-down, "Young master, rest early, so that you can recover your energy before you can go on your way."

Wei Ji was so miserable that he didn't want to talk, Ren Xiaojia came and went to tidy up the bed, and after a long delay, he let out a sigh of relief, it's really hard to live.

The guards took turns to keep watch at night. Sleeping in the wild is different from being in the traditional house. Not only may there be thieves at night, but if you are unlucky, you may be attacked by wild animals.

After a night of nothingness, when the sky turned white, there was movement in the tent. The guards who got up early went to fetch water from the river, leaving behind a few people to light the bonfire, and then brought fodder and water to feed the horses.

Wei Ji tidied himself up, put on his clothes and went out to breathe fresh air, Xiao Jia packed the things in the tent into the carriage, jumping up and down happily, "Young Master, we will arrive at Diqiu in two days. "

Last night, he kept dreaming about Diqiu City, which he hadn't seen for many days, even if he would be taught a lesson by the Lord when he went back, it wouldn't stop him from being happy. Go home, go home, go home~

The little guard was running around non-stop, turning around here and there like he couldn't finish his energy, he couldn't control his feet at all with excitement, the scene supervisor was annoyed by the noise, and stuffed it into his arms. A sack of fodder and then drive people to feed the horses.

Wei Ji looked at the lively surroundings with a smile, and found that there were a lot of wild vegetables left last night. He remembered that there was flour bought from Anyi in the carriage, so he went to the campfire and asked, "General Jingjian, when we came out Are you wearing a mask?"

Zong is a cooking utensil used for steaming things. The lower part is a ge used for boiling water, the upper part is a steamer, and the gap between the two is a hollowed-out grate. After the water is boiled, steam passes through it. Just put the food in the grate.

It would be too wasteful to throw away so many wild vegetables left over, making wild vegetable dumplings is delicious and easy to carry, which just saves them eating dry food on the road.

"I added a lot of things when I left Anyi. My lord, wait a moment, I'll look for them." Jing Jian didn't know how many things they had brought now.

When we left Liyang, there were only two carriages. Now, when we got on the horses, there were a bunch of them behind. They were all bought by caravans from various cities because they were afraid that their son would be wronged on the road. At the beginning, he could still remember each carriage clearly. It's a bit difficult to remember what is installed on the phone now.

Wei Ji picked out the wilted parts of the wild vegetables, and was snatched away by others as soon as he picked a little work. Bai Shi waved to the guys who were cleaning up the tent, asked how to deal with these things, and quickly cleaned them up. Coming back, the speed is simply breathtaking.

The guards didn't learn anything else along the way, but they were proficient in handling the ingredients. After all, they were the ones who enjoyed the food in the end, and they were full of motivation when they worked.

The water in the cauldron was boiling all the time. The cleaned wild vegetables were put in and blanched for a while before being fished out. They were placed on the stone slab and then mixed with flour. Wei Ji watched the amount and poured in the salt and seasonings. Let them keep kneading.

Jing Jian overturned several cars before he found a steamer. When he came back, he saw such a big piece of dough, and then looked at the small steamer in his hand. Is it a little too much?"

What he originally wanted to ask was if the jar was a little small, but he soon realized that these things were prepared by the caravan for the young master himself, and there was more than enough for the young master alone, so what if adding them to every meal?

Occasionally, it is enough to follow the next best meal, but now I follow the meal every day, and I will have nothing when I return to Qin. Do I have to drool at the air?

"Any wild vegetable is fine, but it's time-consuming to make. After you master the heat, you can cook it yourself. Don't think too much about it, General Jingjian." You can tell what this man is thinking at a glance. Wei Ji asked him to put it next to him. Put the squeezed vegetable dumpling on the grate and add water to boil.

All the food on the road is made from local materials. There is nothing precious. What needs to be paid attention to is just the method. Every time when cooking, this group of guards rushed to come. They learn things very quickly. If they want to eat, they can eat whatever they want do it.

Jing Jian wanted to say something more, but before he could open his mouth, he was dragged aside by other people. They have different priorities, and they will never touch things that should not be touched. The general is too worried.

Dozens of pinched wild vegetable dumplings are drying on the slate, and the small steamer can only put about ten at a time, and it will take at least half an hour to steam them all.

After feeding the horse, Xiao Jia ran back bouncing, cleaned her body and squatted beside her. The excitement on her face was instantly replaced by entanglement when she heard that it would take a long time for them to leave.

He wanted to pack up his things and go on the road quickly, and he also wanted to eat the wild vegetable dough made by the young master. It would be great if he could make it while walking on the road.

The little guard thought wildly, but in the end it was delicious and got the upper hand. He looked at the steam steaming above the steamer and imagined what the wild vegetable dough tasted like.

Sun Boling stayed in the cell for a long time, and went out for a while when he was being tortured. Since then, he has never had a peaceful night's sleep. Fortunately, his fate is too high, so Pang Juan was unable to put him to death in Anyi City, and because of this, he met nobleman.

Young Master Ji Guangfeng Jiyue, not only did not misunderstand him because of the rumors, but also pointed him to another bright road. Although Qin State is poor, if he goes to Qin State, he will be able to compete with Pang Juan on the battlefield in an open and honest manner.

Pang Juan was afraid that he would steal King Wei's attention and try to put him to death in Wei State, but Sun Boling's mind was not big enough to forget such things.

Qin and Wei are fighting each other, and Wei is strong and Qin is weak, so let him make a good move first, and see who can have the last laugh.

His bamboo slices failed to attract the envoys of the Qi State, but he waited for the gentle and gentle Wei Gongzi Ji, although the guard named Xiaojia said that Wei Gong and their son had a good relationship, but think about it carefully I still feel like I should be on guard.

Crown Prince Wei is getting older, what will he think when he has an outstanding uncle?

Brothers killing brothers, nephews and uncles happened too much in Weiguo's office. Even if it was peaceful these years, it didn't mean it would never happen again.

Sun Boling turned over and sighed. Looking at the princes of the world, there are not many people who are as gentle, indifferent, elegant and dignified as Young Master Ji. Even the fish soup made by his side is more delicious than other places...

fragrant? !

The baby-faced young man lying on the mat opened his eyes instantly, shrugged his nose to make sure that the fragrance in the air was not his illusion, and struggled to lift the quilt to get out.

It's fine if you can't remember him yesterday, but why did you forget him this morning? You can't just pretend that he doesn't exist just because he's disabled!

Thinking of the delicious Sun Boling, his eyes lit up, and he moved his legs out of the mat and tried to crawl forward like before. After hearing the movement, Baishi hurried over to support him, fearing that there would be any problems with this person, "Sir, are you awake?"

"The sun is high, and if you sleep again, you will be a waste." The thin and thin Mr. Literati lay on the back of the strong and strong man from the state of Qin, and his mood became even worse after smelling the stronger fragrance. "Are you ready to go? ?”

When Baishi heard that the tone was not right, he put the man on his back and explained, "Mr. misunderstood. The young master was afraid of disturbing Mr.'s rest, so he specially told us to wait for the meal to be ready before calling him up. It was not intentional to neglect Mr.."

The warm water for washing has been prepared outside. Seeing that no one on the other side started eating, Sun Boling made sure that he had not been forgotten and his mood improved immediately. With the help of the people next to him, he tidied himself up and was carried directly to the stone next to the fire on.

Yesterday's hair was disheveled and I couldn't see clearly. Now that I combed it out and showed my face, it turned out to be very immature. Wei Ji blinked in surprise, because the alienation and restraint raised by the name Sun Bin quickly disappeared under the influence of the baby face. "Did you rest well last night, sir?"

"Excellent, Mr. Lao is concerned." Sun Boling saluted briefly, and after replying, his eyes fell on the steaming white mist, his big eyes were clearly full of longing, "Can we have dinner?"

Wei Ji: ...

No, I still feel a little disillusioned.

"It's ok." The young man said a few words in a daze, and asked someone to take out the wild vegetable dumpling from the grate and put it on top of the fresh dumpling. He just turned around and was stuffed with two dumpling wrapped in leaves, and then I was shocked to see the heroic actions of the baby-faced army teacher who was afraid of being snatched from the dumpling in his hand, hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damaged eight hundred, and would rather burn his tongue than eat it in his mouth.

It was only the second day that he joined the food grabbing army without a teacher. Sun Dajun and his family Xiaojia must have a common language.

Wei Ji moved away without a trace. Fortunately, he didn't need to grab, otherwise he probably wouldn't have to eat. His fighting power can't compare with these guys. If it really ends, he must be the first to be squeezed out.

The aroma of the dough gradually subsides as the temperature drops, but the freshness of the wild vegetables lingers for a long time. The two dumplings are not big, just enough for him to eat seventy percent full.

Sun Boling snatched two wild vegetable dumplings with a "fierce" expression. After eating, he felt that he was not full, but the rest were not yet cooked and had no choice but to give up.

The future military adviser straightened his sleeves, rubbed his face to make himself look more stable, then looked at the gentle young man next to him and asked, "Master, do you think Boling can go to Qin now?"

"Mr. Qin is thirsty for talent, and with his talents, he will not worry about not being reused." Wei Ji replied with affirmative nod. Qin State is currently in short supply of talents, and there are not many scholars from Shandong Province. Duke Qin can't wait to have one and use the other. If they are talented, they have earned it, regardless of the official position, as long as they are capable, they dare to give them as high a position.

As for the guys who pretend to be numbers, they will find a reason to drive them out of Qin, they don't support useless people.

"Mister's leg injury hasn't healed yet, and I'm afraid he will stay in Diqiu until the injury improves."

Sun Boling had no objection to this arrangement. When he returned to Diqiu, he returned to Diqiu. He lived there for many years, and there was no major problem except that he dared not show his face after returning.

The baby-faced young man's Adam's apple twitched slightly, made up his mind and asked cautiously, "If you stay in Diqiu with your son, will your daily meals be the same as today or last night?"

"My young master knows a lot of delicious food. Mister will definitely have a good time in Diqiu." Xiaojia doesn't allow anyone who doesn't know his young master's ability. Feeling a sense of crisis, he hesitated for a while, then squeezed the corner of his clothes and asked in a low voice, "My lord, how long will it take for Mr. Sun's leg to heal?"

Sun Boling rubbed his forehead, "Although I feel that there is something in the little brother's words, Boling also wants to know this question."

"Mister's injury is serious, and I'm afraid it will take a year or so." Wei Ji frowned slightly. After the patella was gouged out, it's not enough to just heal the trauma. The position of that bone is too important, and regaining control of the legs also needs to be taken care of. It took time to get used to it, "If you are not in a hurry, sir, we can enter Qin together then."

Xiao Jia's eyes widened in a daze, and she asked in disbelief, "Why do you still want to go to Qin, my lord?"

Not only Xiao Jia was puzzled, but Jing Jian and Sun Boling didn't understand either.

The young man sat quietly on the rock, perhaps because of his weakness, his face was a little pale, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if there was something unspeakable hidden.

The little guard suddenly thought of Mr. Wei Ang who might attack them, gritted his teeth and stared at the firewood not far away, all he could think about was how to throw Wei Ang into the fire and burn him to ashes.

Sun Boling and Jing Jian looked at each other, looked at the young master Ji who was silent with downcast eyes, and then at the little guard who was gnashing his teeth as if he could kill with his eyes.

Let’s just say that Young Master Ji was persecuted in the Kingdom of Wei. If that wasn’t the case, why did he still want to go to the Kingdom of Qin? The culprit is either Lord Wei or Crown Prince Wei.

Wei Ji was deliberating what to say, when he looked up and saw the distressed eyes of Sun Boling and Jing Jian, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Are you cranky again? !

The relationship between me and my brother can really be done on a teppanyaki, can you stop thinking about it? !

My brother is really going to cry if he thinks so nonsense again! ! !

The author has something to say: Wei Ji (sigh): At this time, my elder brother and my eldest nephew should hug each other and cry.