Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

For three whole days, the two young generals who returned with the Shuofang Army's great victory never appeared in front of the crowd again.

Everywhere in Yun, Shuo, and Yingcheng, everything is gradually on the right track.Shuofang's army returned to Yunzhou City to take a proper rest. King Jing and the minister of Dali Temple worked together in the township, and government officials took care of their duties. The people in Shuozhou and Yingcheng were properly resettled.

Taking advantage of the rain, everyone even picked up the land that had been abandoned for a long time, worked together to dig out the fields, and sowed the relief grain seeds allocated by the government.

After the rain, the sun is bright and clear.The sky is as clear as washing water, the wind has begun to warm up, and tender green buds and leaves peek out from the steps.

King Jing and the newly-appointed Minister of Dali Temple stayed in the prefect's mansion of Yunzhou, and finally sorted out the matters of the three cities.Ask the deacons of all parties to distribute and explain to go down to deal with it, and go out to get some air. It has been a full day and two nights since the tragic battle.

Han Congwen replaced Lian Sheng and sat on the front steps on duty.Still holding his saber in his arms, he could no longer hold on and dozed off. He was awakened suddenly by the sound of the door opening: "My lord, my lord."

"Why didn't you go to rest?"

Shang Ke came with the imperial army this time, and he already recognized him: "King Jing and I are just managing the government, so we don't need to be on duty specially. Go and relax, sleep and come back."

Han Congwen answered yes in a low voice, but he still didn't leave. He just got up and stepped aside.

Shang Ke looked at him, then took the robe from the entourage: "Did Your Highness wake up yesterday?"

"Woke up once." Han Congwen said, "I asked the major general about the situation, and the medical officer said it was okay, so I fell asleep again."

Shang Ke nodded and walked to the gate of the mansion.

Yun Lang and Xiao Shuo rested in the other courtyard, both of them spent a lot of energy in this battle, they exhausted their physical and mental energy, they didn't even go to the celebration banquet that night, they went back to the courtyard to rest.

After Yun Lang fell into a deep sleep, the hidden danger of fatigue that had been suppressed by taking medicine these days turned up, and he had a severe fever.King Jing was so anxious that he was on the roof of the house, and almost hurried back to Beijing to bring the imperial physician to northern Xinjiang, but Shang Ke persuaded him, and he had a pulse diagnosis with Xiao Shuo, and the situation was much better than expected.

In Beijing in the past, Imperial Physician Liang tried acupuncture and moxibustion with medicinal stones to bring out the hidden dangers of old diseases dormant in Yunlang's body, and once administered fierce medicine.But at that time, everything was over, no matter how much Yun Lang tried his best to cooperate, it was impossible for him to relax completely.

Yanmen Pass was a complete victory, and all the obsessions in Yunlang's mind were resolved, and this knot was finally completely resolved.

"I don't need antipyretic medicine, is it really all right?"

King Jing is still not at ease, he frowned and said in a low voice: "He has been grinding too hard these years, although he has repaired almost, his foundation is not as good as ordinary people, I am afraid that he will be burned stupid... ..."

"...My lord." Shang Ke said, "It is said that high fever hurts the mind, and it can only be seen in young children."

King Jing reluctantly believed it, but was still full of thoughts: "Will it burn your eyes? There is a Mr. Li in the academy. When he had a fever and rested for a few days, his eyesight became very poor."

Shang Ke: "When Mr. Li Wenbo was teaching the prince in the past, he lived to be 89 years old. He couldn't see the prince from three feet away, so he didn't have poor eyesight."

King Jing was worried: "What if you have convulsions and cramps?"

Shang Ke: "..."

Shang Ke: "King Yan hugged you to sleep, if you have cramps, let His Highness rub it."

King Jing: "?"

King Jing came in a hurry, Xiaoquan from the family was not around, no one was staying with him for more than half a month, and he felt so lonely and desolate.

In the past few days, he endured a headache and devoted himself to studying deacon management. He was tortured by Shang Ke and was in a trance. He often had the illusion that he had seen another Kaifeng Yin.Looking at Shang Ke at this moment, he couldn't expect such a serious person to say such words, and his eyes widened in surprise.

With a blank expression on his face, Shang Ke put on the outer robe given by the governor of Kaifeng himself, and went to the other courtyard where His Royal Highness King Yan and General Yun Shao were.

In the other courtyard, Xiao Shuo had already woken up.

He cared about Yun Lang, so he didn't sleep well.That dose of Shen Guang was secretly halved by General Yun. These few days, he relaxed and woke up and slept, and after resting and feeling extremely tired, he has almost recovered.

Hugging the warm major general in his arms, the two of them slept together with their foreheads pressed against each other. None of the tormenting nightmares of the past had ever happened again.

"Xiao Shuo!"

When King Jing saw him awake, he went over in a hurry: "What's wrong with Yunlang? But what kind of tonic do you need? I'll send someone to find..."

Xiao Shuo had already checked Yun Lang's pulse, and raised his hand to stop him at the door: "It's okay."

"Is it okay to burn for so many days?"

King Jing was worried: "Shang Ke said that it is not appropriate to use medicine to reduce fever at this time. I can't figure out this reason. How can it be better if the fever is not reduced?"

Xiao Shuo shook his head.

"Can you say a few more words?!" King Jing went mad for a while, "You were like that when you were a child! It seems like you brought a dumb person with you when you took it out! Do you think everyone is Yunlang? No one wants to play with him all day long. , specially went to your study, and rushed to find you to teach him—"

"It's not a physical illness, the knots in the heart will disappear, and it will be cured without medicine."

Xiao Shuo said: "It's just that he's very tired, if he can sleep better without making a lot of noise, it will be better."

King Jing: "..."

"Your Highness." Shang Ke said, "I'm here to diagnose General Yun's pulse."

Xiao Shuo nodded with him, let Shang Ke in, and returned to the bed.

Yun Lang fell asleep and was disturbed by the movement around him. He opened his eyes and looked around. When he saw Xiao Shuo, a warm smile appeared in his eyes.

"It's okay." Xiao Shuo held his hand, "Are you hungry?"

Yun Lang bent his eyes towards Xiao Shuo and shook his head.

He just wanted more sleep.Now that every matter has been properly entrusted, the pace that has not dared to stop for a moment these years can finally be slowed down, and the fatigue that is pressed deeper than the meridians of the muscles and bones surges up, making people just want to have fun without scruples sleep.

Yun Lang was out of energy, just said this sentence, his eyelashes drooped again, he leaned sideways to snuggle up to Xiao Shuo, and wanted to close his eyes again.

"Hold on."

Xiao Shuo picked him up, embraced Yun Lang's still warm shoulders, and told him to lean on his body: "The Minister of Dali Temple is here to diagnose the pulse."

Yun Lang frowned vaguely when he heard the words "Dali Temple".After a while, he recalled that the Dali Siqing had changed, leaning on Xiao Shuo's shoulder, he smiled with Shang Ke.

Shang Ke bowed to him, took Yun Lang's right wrist, and placed it on the pulse pillow.

It's just that the knots in the heart are released and the old illnesses are triggered, so it's not likely to have a fever for so long.

The heat on Yun Lang's body now is partly due to the exhaustion of his body that has been suppressed for many years, and partly due to the cold and damp stinging under the muscles and bones caused by the rain.

Northern Xinjiang is usually dry, but when it encounters rain, it often lasts for several days.In previous years, the rain usually would not come until ten days and a half months later, but this year it came early, but it was at the right time. If there hadn't been a timely rain at Yanmen Pass, Shuofang's military losses would have doubled.

Shang Ke and Xiao Shuo worked together to intensify the medicines in the Yunlang medicine that promote the circulation of blood qi and dispel dampness and cold. Sleep will be the hardest to get over.

Yun Lang asked him to check his pulse, leaned on Xiao Shuo's neck, and slowly drank a bowl of hot rice wine with Xiao Xiaowang's hand, and said in a low voice, "Shuofang Army..."

"Every battalion is in order."

Xiao Shuo knew what he was going to ask, put the bowl aside, and put his arms around Yunlang's shoulders: "The soldiers who died this time have been taken back by the people of the three cities for burial, and they will be buried by the Yellow River in three days."

Yun Lang condensed his strength slightly, closed his eyes, and went to hold Xiao Shuo's hand.

"Will wake you up."

Xiao Shuo put his hand together in his palm: "You still need to officiate, sleep well these few days, and gather enough energy."

Yun Lang lifted the corner of his mouth and nodded slightly.

At this moment, his mind is clearer, although he is still exhausted, he has already remembered a few very important things: "How is King Xiang?"

"There will be special guards in charge, and they will be taken back to Beijing to be executed."

Xiao Shuo said, "Don't worry."

Yun Lang didn't really think about the use of keeping this person, but he also knew that Xiao Xiaowang always had ideas, so he didn't ask too much, and nodded: "There is one more thing, it's not very important, but it should be done sooner. .”

Shang Ke checked the pulse, nodded with Xiao Shuo, and looked at Yun Lang: "What's the matter?"

"Yanmen Pass...it's almost completely destroyed this time."

Yun Lang rested for a moment, and sat up with Xiao Shuo's support, "The grassland tribes in the past have been kept out of Yun Shuo, not only relying on garrison troops to guard the border."

"Rebuild the Great Wall and block the nomadic cavalry behind?"

Shang Ke pondered for a while: "Beacon towers, enemy towers, fortifications and trenches... simply build a pass together, and Ningwu should also set up a pass. The Loufan pass is too old."

Yunlang had already thought about this before the battle, but it was too early to say it at that time, so he put it aside for the time being: "I have surveyed several times, and the terrain ten miles northeast of the old Guan is more dangerous, and Nanhu Daicheng can echo Ningwu."

Today, there are only a few firearms in the Central Plains, and the nomads are still dominated by cavalry, which is extremely restricted by the terrain.

If you want to stop these roaring rangers, the best thing to use is the city wall that cannot be smashed or blasted.

Shang Ke nodded, and made a note in his heart: "Shuofang Army is going back to Beijing, will Zhen Rong Army build it?"

"Half army, half civilian."

Yun Lang braced himself and leaned on Xiao Shuo's arms: "War disaster relief is different from famine...There has never been a regulation in the past, let me try it."

Shang Ke understood what he meant, his eyes lit up, and he smiled happily: "This matter is King Jing's own business, why not trouble the prince and worry about it more."

"What about me?!"

King Jing woke up Yun Lang, and stood at the door full of guilt, reflecting on himself. He had just tiptoed in when he heard this sentence, and he was stunned and heartbroken: "When will you stop plotting against me!?"

"At this time next year, it won't count."

Xiao Shuo felt the sweat on Yun Lang's back, and didn't let him talk any more, he carefully carried him back to the couch, covered him with the quilt: "I have something to ask you."

King Jing was still full of pain in his heart and lungs, when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help being stunned again.

The three of them grew up together, until today, King Jing has never heard Xiao Shuo say the word "beg" a few times, let alone rushing to beg him.

King Jing was a little flustered for a moment, he couldn't help flicking his sleeves, he was tense, and coughed: "What's the matter?"

"War disaster relief, if the government allocates grain according to the old rules of the disaster year, it will be detrimental to grain prices and damage farming."

Xiao Shuo said: "If the people are called to build the city gates, they will inevitably be harsh on the people. This is not the right way..."

"Isn't that easy?" King Jing said, "Isn't it just that soldiers were recruited in the past, but now people are recruited, and when the people come to build the city, they will be paid with food and cloth."

King Jing these days has kept Shang Ke busy with political affairs.He was extremely impatient with these things at first, so he asked Shang Ke to follow him carefully for a few days, and after being inspired, he suddenly felt that governing a city and a place is similar to opening a restaurant. In fact, it is not as boring as in the book, but rather interesting.

Xiao Shuo didn't need to go into details at this time, King Jing understood a little bit, and immediately understood it, and patted his chest: "I see, it's nothing more than being robbed of the porridge given in a disaster year, why not hire more guys... It's similar to opening a restaurant. went."

Xiao Shuo was only halfway through his words, and watched King Jing walk out the door: "..."

Shang Ke got up to see King Jing off, concealed the door, and turned around to meet the eyes of the two: "Is there something wrong?"

"No." Yun Lang lay on the couch, feeling a little complicated, "Brother Shang...how is the progress?"

"King Jing already feels that governing a mansion is almost the same as opening a restaurant."

Shang Ke said: "Give me a few more days, probably Qin Fenglu's economic planner can coax the prince to do it."

Yun Lang: "..."

"If you want to coax King Jing to be willing, I believe that governing the world is similar to opening a restaurant..."

Shang Ke thought about it for a while: "It will probably take more than a month. If His Royal Highness King Yan wants to usurp the throne, he should act slowly."

Yun Lang now finally knows how Shang Ke has been lurking under King Xiang and has been able to stand for so many years without revealing any flaws. For a moment, he didn't know whether to respect him spontaneously, and pressed his chest, convinced: "...OK."

Shang Ke bowed to the two of them, went out, and went to King Xunjing to help.

The author has something to say: Shang Ke: Busy.