Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

Jiangling has always been the most dangerous place on the Yangtze River, and it has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times!

Mi Fang knew very well that the reason why Guan Yunchang dared to send troops to the Northern Expedition was not only to take advantage of the good rain, but also to aim at the juncture of Wu's general replacement and weak successor.If Jiangling was lost in his hands at this time, or even the entire three eastern counties of Jingzhou, how would he survive?

Guan Yu had long disliked him.

This time even the sister who is a direct relative can't save him!

Desperation surged up for a moment, and Mi Fang herself didn't know how she staggered to the top of the city.

He leaned on the railing to check the enemy's situation.

The full moon hangs alone, there is no cloud in the sky, and the long wind blows by. The armor of tens of thousands of Wu soldiers flickers, like a giant silver-scaled python quietly prowling, about to open its mouth to swallow the ancient city of Jiangling.

Lu Meng straddled his horse with his sword in his hand, with the banner flying behind him.

Seeing that the timid head finally poked out, he slowly smiled, pushed his thumb up, and drew his sword out of its sheath.

The sword edge cut a silver hole in the night.

The cold light turned, reflecting a pair of fanatical eyes, clearly illuminating the bloodthirsty fighting spirit!

Mi Fang's knees softened immediately.

The aide who had just accompanied the drink just now stumbled over and helped him up when he was almost kneeling: "Prefect, do we want to fight?"

meet?

With only two thousand defenders against tens of thousands of troops?

He is not that crazy Zhang Liao!

The remaining drunkenness was completely awakened by the cold wind blowing from her head, and Mi Fang shivered suddenly in the frosty moonlight: "Send it out..."

"Surrender without a fight..."

The staff did not dare to say any more.

Surrendering without a fight is a shame.

Mi Fang's tightly clenched five fingers loosened abruptly, and grabbed the staff member and pressed him against the city railing in front of him, pressing his face straight to the boundless Wu Jun: "Look for yourself how many people Lu Meng has brought, and how many people are we returning?" How many troops are left? All the garrison troops in the city followed Guan Yunchang in the Northern Expedition, and our old and weak stubborn resistance is nothing but a meaningless sacrifice! If you are willing to die generously, this old man will fulfill your integrity!"

As he spoke, his strength became more and more fierce, and he made a gesture to push people down the city gate.

The staff member struggled to beg for mercy: "Mr. Mi is extremely benevolent! There are still young and old in a certain family..."

The blue veins on Mi Fang's forehead twitched, she flicked the waste in her hand forward, and closed her eyes deeply in the night wind: "Get lost."

The man rolled and crawled to deliver the order.

The rest of the people did not dare to raise any objections.

Everyone knows the prestige of Jiangdong Lu Ziming's victories in a hundred battles, not to mention the disparity in the strength of the enemy and us. It is shameful to surrender decisively, but it is oneself to resist to the death!

The only puzzling thing is——

The news for several months had been that Lu Meng was seriously ill and Lu Yi had to replace him. Only then did Guan Yu's rear conditions for the Northern Expedition come into being.

How did this Lu Ziming deceive the people of the world?

……

When she was imprisoned in the dormitory, Mi Fang couldn't stop thinking about this question.

Lu Meng finally made sense and did not immediately order him to be killed as the prefect who surrendered, allowing him to save his life in the palm of his hand for the time being.

It's just that this life can't be held securely.

If Guan Yu found out that he surrendered and lived, I'm afraid that he would be charged with another crime of falling.

But if he didn't take this step, he might have already gone to see Lord Yan.

After thinking about it, I still can't understand how all this happened, so how did Lu Ziming cross the sea and cross the river to make a surprise attack?Is his illness true or false?Hao Pu, who was in charge of the inspection...

As soon as this colleague's name came to mind, a light and regular footstep broke the quiet night.

Mi Fang didn't have time to continue to think deeply, and only heard a slight creak.

The door was pushed open.

In the cold moonlight, a clear and slender figure was outlined.

As the footsteps stopped, the black sleeve shadow on the ground swayed in the Xiaofeng, causing Mi Fang's heart to tremble for no reason, and she couldn't help raising her head, momentarily shocked: "You are..."

The visitor closed the door sideways, walked up to him in the dark, nodded and smiled: "Mi Gong forgot, ten years ago, a certain and Mi Gong had a relationship once."

Hearing his mention, Mi Fang finally remembered this person.

It was him.

His eyes were fixed on this calm and easy-going face, and it took a moment to calm down. He rolled his eyes, and greeted the other party: "Long time no see, Mr. Li."

Mi Fang didn't know about Sun Shangxiang's fraudulent death, and Liu Bei couldn't possibly publicize the scandal out of dignity. At the same time, Li Yinzhou, who disappeared for no reason, could only be explained as self-blame for throwing himself into the river to die, but now he stood in front of him alive and well. It really surprised the old eunuch.

But Mi Fang had been in the world for many years after all, from the beginning he didn't believe in Liu Bei's one-sided words, but he didn't expect that Li Yinzhou was not dead, but suddenly appeared in front of him at this juncture.

What do you want?

In his flickering eyes, Li Yinzhou sat down casually, raised his eyebrows and looked back at Mi Fang: "Is the prefect surprised by how General Lu managed to hide the truth from Hao Zitai?"

Unexpectedly, he raised the topic so bluntly, Mi Fang had to pay attention, and only turned around with him: "Mr. must be rejuvenated."

Li Yinzhou smiled noncommittally: "No matter how refined a certain skill is, can it surpass the master? There is no cure for Fengbi, and the prefect is well-versed and knowledgeable, so you should have heard of it. Besides, prefect Hao can bring someone to check it himself."

After being touched by him, Mi Fang remembered the contents of Hao Pu's letter.

It is indeed mentioned that the accompanying divine doctor, Zhang Zhongjing, was a talent who was sought after by thousands of gold when he was in Shu.

Hao Pu spoke so convincingly at the time that he relaxed his mind and was too lazy to take precautions.

Thinking of this, a vague idea suddenly came to mind.Mi Fang looked at Li Yinzhou in disbelief, and after a while she murmured, "Could it be that I voted for you too early..."

It wasn't that Lu Meng had lied to Hao Pu, but Hao Pu had lied to Mi Fang?

If Hao Pu and General Wu cooperated internally and externally, then Lu Meng's illness was to disguise the attack from the very beginning. After further deliberation, it would not be surprising that Sun Quan abnormally changed the governor and favored Lu Yi. All the meticulous arrangements were just to make them put down Be vigilant about the full-scale Northern Expedition, and seize the opportunity to take down Jingzhou, which is depleted of troops.

In this way, everything can be explained.

But he still didn't dare to believe it, instead he calmed down in astonishment, and replied to Li Yinzhou with a self-deprecating smile: "...but the old man is now a prisoner of your army, and if you want to kill him, you have to do whatever you want, so why do you have to come here to tell me?"

If you don't have anything to show your courtesy, you can either rape or steal.

He wants to see what this kid's purpose is.

Li Yinzhou's eyes changed, showing admiration: "Mr. Mi is indeed wise, and I have something to ask."

Mi Fang looked at him deeply: "Oh?"

Li Yinzhou lowered his voice: "Just a blood letter from Mi Gong, telling General Guan that Jiangling is lost, and persuading him to return to Lingling to take precautions."

Mi Fang never expected that he would want this, she was stunned for a moment and then understood——

Wu Jun is going to cooperate with Hao Puli to kill Guan Yu!

Even after realizing this, he didn't recover from the shock for a moment.

That was Guan Yu.

How dare they!

Immediately, the blood surged up, and Mi Fang almost subconsciously refused: "...But if Guan Yu dies, someone will be held accountable."

Li Yinzhou's smile disappeared, and he just looked at him indifferently: "Guan Yu is alive, so can the prefect live?"

One sentence hits the heart.

Guan Yu is dead, and as the prefect of Jiangling, he will not escape punishment for misreporting military information; but if Guan Yu does not die, and the old and new grudges are settled together, he will never allow himself to stay in the world.

Mi Fang felt her heart beating rapidly, and thousands of thoughts came to her mind to argue endlessly, and in the end only Li Yinzhou's words lingered in her ears like a curse.

He also finally fully understood.

Li Yinzhou didn't need to lie to him from the beginning, the enemy's enemy is a friend, and their purpose in killing Guan Yu was the same, Wu Jun's surprise attack on Jiangling had already driven him to the end.

With a dead end ahead, this thief ship will get on if it doesn't.

Mi Fang's gaze faltered for a while, and finally froze at this moment.

He quickly glanced at Li Yinzhou, then tore off his sleeves, bit his fingers, and scratched bloody red characters on the delicate silk.

……

In the second half of the night, there were few people.

Jiangling City is on the north bank of the Yangtze River.

Lu Meng stood by the river.

Looking back at the red mountain walls on the south bank, he could still remember the fire that burned the sky, but what impressed him the most was the year of desperate stalemate with Cao Ren in Jiangling after the victory.

It's been ten years.

He finally took back Jiangling.

Thinking of this, Lu Meng slowly unscrewed the wine gourd in his hand.

A line of wine poured into the turbulent river along the gourd mouth, causing a circle of ripples, and was instantly sucked into the surf.

After paying respects to the old man, Lu Meng raised his head high, and was about to pour two more mouthfuls into his throat, when he felt a heavy weight on his wrist, he was tightly held by a warm hand.

"The general promised to take care of his body."

It's full moon.

The visitor was in the middle of the moon, his outline was outlined by the bright light, and the only eyes in the shadow of the backlight were sharp and clear.

Lu Meng hid it and laughed loudly: "Is the matter over?"

Li Yinzhou nodded, and mercilessly took the wine gourd from his hand.

Lu Meng looked at his hand regretfully: "Wine can cure all diseases, not to mention this is the medicinal wine you gave."

Also sophistry.

In the past, I only heard that he was used to being a rascal to the civil servant Cai Yi, but I didn't expect that he was also a disobedient patient.

Li Yinzhou unscrewed the gourd, took a sip into his mouth, felt the bitterness in the hotness, and frowned: "Using wine to make medicine is not to cure people with wine, otherwise everyone must become a drunkard to cure diseases."

Lu Meng glanced at him, unavoidably curious: "How did you come up with a folk remedy for a disease that your master can't cure?"

This is a long story.

It's not that he is better than Zhang Ji, it's just that he has been exposed to the light of modern medicine, so he naturally sees farther.

Li Yinzhou patted his clothes and sat on the reef by the river: "I have heard that the climate in southern Yunnan is hot and humid, but the people there are not afraid of the wind and damp, precisely because they like to eat a special kind of leaves. It is also because of this tree It got another name, called guaiac wood."

The guaiacolactone contained in guaiac wood is just the anti-inflammatory cure for rheumatic fever.

He paused for a moment, skipped over the complicated medicinal principles, and set his eyes on the wine gourd: "I have tried hundreds of herbs and prepared thousands of prescriptions, but only the lotus magnolia has the same effect. The general is fortunate to be the first to try the medicine."

Fortunately, it worked out well.

It's a pity that rheumatism, a stubborn disease, cannot be cured overnight. Even if he finds guaicin from the lotus magnolia flower, he can only suppress the disease. If he wants to recover, he still has to return to the field and rest for a while.

Lu Meng was listening amusedly, and before he knew it, a wave of tide flooded his ankles, and a biting chill hit his legs suddenly.

His face contorted immediately, but he still gritted his teeth without groaning in front of Li Yinzhou.

Li Yinzhou helped him to move back a few steps, but he had no choice but to persuade him: "The wind in the river is damp and cold, please go back, General."

But Lu Meng leaned heavily on the rock, watching the boundless river while soaking in the damp wind.

Tonight is fifteen.

The overflowing moonlight is like a first snow sprinkled on the pitch-black river surface, and the red cliffs on both sides of the river are vaguely reflected in the river moon, showing a vague and deep outline.

His eyes stopped for a long time, and he only said: "Look again."

The strength in Li Yinzhou's hands was relieved.

He came here, first to repay Mi Fang, and second, entrusted by Ling Tong, to persuade Lu Meng to send troops to Jiangling as soon as he sees him well, and not to go deep to intercept Guan Yu, and to make plans after his health is fully healed.

But in front of this kind of look, he couldn't speak.

He knew that Lu Meng was looking at Jiang, but it was also the most difficult years and the most glorious youth.

For a moment, the wind picked up.

In the fierce night wind, the river tide surged up and hit the rocks directly, and the reflected red cliff also gathered and dispersed into waves, burning like fire.

Lu Meng supported the rock and got up, the relaxed expression on his face was no longer there, he just put away the long sword at his waist, turned around decisively and left.

Li Yinzhou also stopped talking.

For a general, war is both a mission and a destiny.

Shocking waves hit the shore.

He poured the remaining wine into the river.

This surprise attack that has been passed down through the ages is not over yet, and he can't get drunk yet.

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Three days later, on the way back to Jingzhou.

After Guan Yu received the news of Jiangling's fall, he rushed back to Jingzhou starry night without stopping, but he couldn't catch up with the rescue of Jiangling after all.

I also know that Mi Fang's trash can't hold on.

But Jingzhou still has a large area of ​​land, and there is still room for remedy.

He put down his sword, and asked in a deep voice, "How did Lu Meng hide the truth?"

"I heard that the soldiers were all disguised as merchants to get past the sentries and cross the river while Jiangling was not well guarded..."

Snapped!

Guan Yu almost shattered the table with his palm, and his long beard trembled, causing the hearts of all the subordinates around him to tremble too.

He sneered angrily: "Gu ask you how he deceived countless eyes in the world! Isn't he sick? Gu see him alive and well!"

"This...so...so..."

The word "I don't know" was trembling and did not dare to say it, and after a moment of delay, it was heard——

"Mi Gong's servant sent a secret letter."

Mi Fang?

Guan Yu took the blood letter with a sneer.

Every word in the book pleads guilty and urges him to enter the main city of Lingling and join forces with Hao Pu to attack Lu Meng.

Quite an idea.

He threw the blood book down.

Many soldiers circulated it around, and they were a little stunned for a moment, and then a bold man whispered authentically: "Guan Gong, do you want to go back to Lingling?"

Guan Yu looked coldly at the bloody book written with sincerity, and suddenly picked up the big knife, and chopped it down from the middle of the bamboo slip.

Crackling, bamboo pieces scattered all over the ground.

In the end, the young general who took the letter almost lost his footing and looked at him tremblingly: "Why is Guan Gong so angry?"

Still ask?

Guan Yu gave him a gouged look, and said angrily, "That old man Mi is a loyal person who surrendered in anticipation of the wind? If he can hand over this blood letter, it must be that Lu Ziming set up a trap to wait for Gu!"

The old thief Mi Fang persuaded him to return to Lingling, then Lingling must be deceitful!

It was Hao Pu who investigated Wu Jun at the beginning, and he lost his guard because he believed this person's words.Looking at it now, maybe this person has long been colluding with Wu Gou and has Jingzhou's idea in mind!

He slowly gathered up the sword, his eyes became more and more complicated.

The young general then came to his senses and only dared to ask in a low voice: "Then where should we go back to the teacher now?"

Guan Yu looked back, and his expression suddenly became dignified and calm.

"Bypass the main city of Lingling and retreat in the direction of Linju."