The Blood Crown

Chapter 295

Ali comforted Haoyingmei, packed up his luggage, took the medicines he needed on weekdays, sent Yan Sikong's letter to She Zhun into the mountain, and escorted Yan Sikong to leave Zuojia Village at night.

Yan Sikong hadn't been out of the house for more than half a year. At this time, he really had the illusion of a new life. Everything he saw was fresh, and even the vulgar world's smoke and fireworks had a more friendly flavor.

After walking for two days in the ox cart, the two arrived in Liangshui County. Qushan Racecourse was still a few days away from Liangshui County, but it would be much faster on horseback.

Ali was conspicuous and did not enter the city. Yan Sikong, who had disguised himself and changed his appearance, went to the city with his money and bought two horses, and the two of them rode to Qushan.

On the road from Liangshui County to Qushan, rumors about the horses in the racecourse being infected with the disease kept pouring into the ears of the two of them. It seemed that the situation was indeed serious.Since Dasheng's national power has been weak, the supply of horse farms in the imperial court has been insufficient, so they can only buy horses from the people. Although the horses of the people are privately owned by the owner of the horse farm, the imperial court has to collect a batch of the best ones every year for transporting grain, goods, For post delivery and other purposes, if you can't hand over enough horses when the time comes, you will have to be held accountable by the court, and it is really a delay in important matters.

The Qushan racecourse reminded Yan Sikong of the Guangning racecourse, but the Liaodong horse has Khitan blood and can be used as a war horse, while the Bazhou horse is a smaller southern horse and can only be used for transportation. Or transportation is indispensable.His feelings for the horse are mixed with the best memories of his childhood. If he really is incapable of saving the horse, he will admit it, but if he doesn't even try, he will be very uncomfortable.

The two of them traveled day and night to Qushan County. The small county town was filled with people from all directions, each eager to get the horse treated. After some inquiries, the owner of the Qushan horse farm called out a thousand taels of silver. The bounty, the cure for horses.

Ali wore a bamboo hat and black gauze on his head, and put a cloth bag on his back, pretending to be a hunchback, otherwise his tall and strong figure would be too eye-catching. Even so, Yan Sikong was still afraid that he would be too eye-catching, but after entering the city The two of them relaxed, Qushan County was full of weird-looking people from all corners of the country, but they disappeared from the crowd, but to be on the safe side, Yan Sikong still left him in the inn, and went to the racecourse by himself.

There are probably more people who claim to be able to cure sick horses than sick horses, and the manor is completely blocked.

In desperation, the horse breeders at the racecourse questioned one by one, asking a few tricky questions about breeding horses, and if they couldn't answer, they were sent away immediately, and soon, more than half of them left angrily.

Yan Sikong answered all the questions effortlessly, and was led into the racecourse by his servants.

After such a screening, there are less than a hundred people left.

The stables at Qushan Horse Farm are so large that it is staggering. In order to isolate sick horses from good horses, a larger sick stable was temporarily built, and they were taken into the sick stable to look after the horses.

There were only four or five horses in the sick stable, all lying listlessly, looking dying.

An old man asked the people in the racecourse: "I heard that there are thousands of dead and sick horses. Why do you let us see these few horses?"

"All the dead horses have been buried, and the seriously ill ones are placed in a stable farther away from here. You should first look at the newly infected ones, and if you have any clues, then go to the seriously ill and dead ones." The steward squinted at them "The cross-examination just now is just the first level, and the horse diagnosis is the second level. If the one you diagnose is not as good as the doctor in our racecourse, then you should go home as soon as possible. The reward of a thousand taels of silver is not for charlatans. of."

This remark made everyone a little annoyed, one spit and scolded: "A dog's eyes look down on people."

"What did you say?" the housekeeper pointed at him and shouted, "If you say anything rude again, I'll kick you out!"

A man beside Yan Sikong said in a low voice: "Although this old man is snobbish, his words are not unreasonable. Most of these people have only raised horses before, and some of them can really diagnose horses."

Yan Sikong saw that he was young and gentle, not like a rough groom, he probably had some skills, so he said politely: "It seems that Xiongtai has something special."

The man smiled: "I don't dare to take it. I saw this group of people, and I'm afraid there are not many of them who have read the book. Only Xiongtai seems to have an extraordinary bearing."

"I'm sorry, I'm just here for the bounty, so I'll give it a try." Yan Sikong laughed, "If it doesn't work, I won't blame you."

"Hahaha that's not true." The man cupped his hands, "I pay Zhanqing."

"My little brother's surname is Mao, and his name is Yuan." Yan Sikong said, "Please."

Dozens of people began to gather around the few sick horses to check.

Yan Sikong opened the horse's eyelids and looked at the mouth respectively, then pulled out the horse's tongue, and probed the horse's nostrils with his fingers.The whites of the horse's eyes are yellow, the beads are cloudy, the nostrils are dry, it is difficult to breathe in and out, the tongue coating is purple and the mouth is foul.

Yan Sikong frowned, and pressed the horse's belly back and forth with his hands.

Those who can pass the first test must have raised horses, and there are treatments for common minor diseases of horses. Observing the eyes, mouth, nose and tongue is the first step to see if a horse is healthy, which is similar to that of a doctor, so Yan The way Sikong diagnoses horses is not outstanding.

But Fu Zhanqing didn't go to examine the horse, but looked at Yan Sikong thoughtfully from the side, and Yan Sikong was so focused on the examination that he didn't pay attention.

After a while of consultation, everyone started to talk about it, and soon, the discussion turned into a quarrel, and no one was convinced.

Only Yan Sikong was still around the sick horse, feeling left and right, and then went to the side to check the horse's excrement.

When he grabbed the dry and hard feces with his hands, he finally attracted the attention of others.

Horse breeders work with horse manure every day, so they are not afraid of the filth and smell. The excrement and urine are an important basis for observing the horse's body, but Yan Sikong is tall and tall. Thin and slender, with a white and smooth face, he doesn't look like someone who does a lowly and rough job like raising horses. As Fu Zhanqing said, he looks like a scholar.

So when Yan Sikong crushed the horse manure with his hand that seemed to be writing a pen, examined it carefully, put it in his nose and sniffed it carefully, and even licked it with his tongue, everyone was shocked.

When Yan Sikong tasted the sour and salty taste, his complexion changed, he dropped the excrement in his hands, washed his hands and rinsed his mouth.Although his face was calm, his heart was already beating like a drum, thinking about how to leave this place.

Counted.

The horse was clearly poisoned.

"Brother, what did you diagnose?" One person asked curiously.

Yan Sikong shook his head: "Xiaosheng is stupid, so I can't find out what kind of disease it is."

Everyone laughed: "Then you have tasted horse manure for nothing."

Yan Sikong ignored it, wiped his hands, turned and left the stable.

Fu Zhanqing chased after him: "Brother Mao, Brother Mao." He walked up to Yan Sikong, "You really didn't diagnose anything?"

"No, I dare not make a fool of myself." Yan Sikong strode forward.

Fu Zhanqing narrowed his eyes, quickly walked a few steps to follow, and suddenly said softly, "Teacher Yan, please stay."

Yan Sikong was shocked, stopped in his tracks, and looked at Fu Zhanqing coldly.

Fu Zhanqing cupped his hands: "My lord is here to invite you."

"Who is your lord?" Yan Sikong said coldly, "The purpose of setting up such an exit with great fanfare is to lure me out?"

Fu Zhanqing smiled and said, "Your Majesty, let me go and you will know." Several people with knives had already surrounded them. Although they were wearing the clothes of the horsemen, they were not just housekeepers.

Yan Sikong clenched his fists, the racecourse was so big, even if he could escape from these guards, it would be impossible to run out of the racecourse with only two legs.

Fu Zhanqing emphasized his tone: "Teacher Yan, please."

Yan Sikong felt so depressed and annoyed that he wanted to kill someone.Who is it, Feng Ye?Chen Kui?Except for them, he can't think of anyone who can find Bazhou so shrewdly, and spend so much time just to find him.

Under the coercion of several people, Yan Sikong was taken back to the manor and walked to a house with guards inside and outside the door.

"Teacher Yan, please." Fu Zhanqing stretched out his hand.

Yan Sikong stared at the doorway coldly, he straightened his waist, stepped over the threshold, and walked in calmly.

No matter who is in the house, he has nothing to back down, he has suffered life and death, so what else can he be afraid of.

But when Yan Sikong walked into the back room and saw the person sitting at the table, his complexion changed suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost, and he was almost speechless.

"Teacher." Fu Zhanqing said respectfully, "He brought it here."

The person Fu Zhanqing called the teacher had a thin and elegant face, three courts and five eyes, upright and handsome, pale but not sick, on the contrary, he had a cold and self-sufficient character, exuding an upright and dignified demeanor. The one who should have been buried on the cliff—Shen Hexuan.

Yan Sikong gasped: "You are still alive."

Shen Hexuan glanced at Yan Sikong indifferently: "Coincidentally, I just wanted to tell you this."

"It seems that the relationship between you and me is not over."

"Why don't Taifu Yan..." Shen Hexuan pointed to his face, and said with a pun, "In front of me, you don't need to pretend."

Yan Sikong tore off the sideburns and beard on his face, peeled off a thick layer of grease, revealing his original face, and then sat opposite Shen Hexuan.

There were four guards standing behind Shen Hexuan, obviously he had learned his lesson.

Shen Hexuan rushed to Fu Zhanqing and said: "Zhanqing, you are able to distinguish Taifu Yan from so many people, you did a good job."

"Thank you teacher for the compliment."

"You go down first."

"Yes." Fu Zhanqing arched his hands, and then stole a glance at Yan Sikong before bending over and stepping down.

Yan Sikong glanced at Fu Zhanqing: "Master Shen even has students now."

"It's not a problem to teach one or two people in a row in the past." Shen Hexuan looked Yan Sikong up and down, and said mockingly: "Teacher Yan... are you here all right?"

"I don't dare to say that I am innocent. I have burned several places on my body and suffered a lot." Yan Sikong touched his face and laughed at himself, "Only this useless skin is intact. When I saw Master Shen, it seems It's really all right."

Shen Hexuan narrowed his eyes and his pupils were condensed: "No harm? I was pushed off the cliff by Master Yan, but fortunately Yunyou Xianyi rescued me and saved my life. However, I was in a coma for half a month, and several bones were broken. I've been lying on the bed for nearly a year." He patted his right leg, "This leg is useless too."

Yan Sikong had no shame on his face: "In this way, I am really hateful, how does Master Shen plan to retaliate against me?"

"What's the point of taking revenge on you." Shen Hexuan smiled lightly, "You and I have no personal grudges, so we have no personal enmity. I am looking for you for great use, not to avenge myself."

"How did you find me?" Yan Sikong was very aware of She Zhun's ability, even though he dared not say that he did not leave any clues, but with only slight clues, no ordinary person could figure it out.

But Shen Hexuan is not an ordinary person, he was found by Shen Hexuan, and he was led out with a medical horse, and he lost convincingly.

"After I healed my wounds, I went to see the King of Chu, who ordered me to look for you. In fact, no one knows if you are really alive, but Feng Ye has been looking for you in secret, and he has not slackened in looking for you for more than half a year. Since he is so determined, Then I will also treat you as alive, if you are alive, your whereabouts will only be known by the most trusted people, and that is She Zhun and your servant." Shen Hexuan did not look proud, but he was better than Yan Sikong It really made him happy, "So I took a two-pronged approach. On the one hand, I sent people to look for She Zhun, and on the other hand, I sent people to look for your servant, but She Zhun's whereabouts were surreptitious, and there was no trace of him. I knew that She Zhun brought your servant I parted from you in the outskirts of Huai'an, so I searched from the cities and villages around Huai'an. It has been more than a year, and the news is very difficult to find out. With the few clues I have, I found Bazhou in a scramble, and then It's hard to track down."

"That's why you thought of using a sick horse to lure me to show up." Yan Sikong sneered, "Master Shen has thoroughly investigated my background."

"Know yourself and the enemy, of course you need to pay attention to the details." Shen Hexuan also sneered, "I know you can't sit idly by. Poisoning a few horses can catch you a big fish. It can be said to be a huge profit."

"I admire." Yan Sikong arched his hands, "I admire you." The person in this world who can understand him so well and is good at trying to figure out his thoughts is actually his enemy, which makes people shudder.

"A person like Taifu Yan who stirs up the situation and makes waves, doesn't really plan to retire to the countryside and die in the countryside."

"Like Master Shen, I am recuperating from my injuries." Yan Sikong stared straight at Shen Hexuan, "I don't know why Master Shen found me, what is it for?"

"Of course I will hand you over to the King of Chu."

"Then, should the King of Chu kill me, or use me to threaten the Wolf King?"

"What the king of Chu wants to do with you is up to the king of Chu to decide."

"But the King of Chu will definitely listen to your suggestion."

Shen Hexuan shook his head with a sneer: "My suggestion, it's better for you not to know, so as not to increase your worries."

Although Yan Sikong couldn't think of how Shen Hexuan would deal with him, but he definitely wouldn't let him live a good life. He didn't expect him to die and come back to life, and he would fall into Chen Kui's hands again?If so, he might as well kill himself now to avoid future troubles.

Shen Hexuan seemed to see his intentions: "Teacher Yan, don't do stupid things, your servant will follow you to Qushan, right? My people will find him soon, and if you make a mistake, he will go to be buried with you. "

Yan Sikong sneered: "Would I care about the life of a servant?"

Shen Hexuan shook his head: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that there are people like you in the world. It seems selfish and ruthless, but in fact, you have been bound by love all your life. Yuan Mao raised you for four years, and you paid for it to avenge him. For half a lifetime, Feng Ye has been with you for three years. You can give up his life for his life. Your servant is loyal to you. You really don’t care about his life? Put on layers of shackles, and you will never be able to fly again. You are both smart and stupid."

Yan Sikong listened expressionlessly, those words pierced his heart, but his heart was already numb.

"During the time I was bedridden by you, I kept thinking about you and thinking about you. The more I thought about you, the more I realized that there is no such complicated and delicate person in the world." Shen Hexuan slightly curled his lips, "I read thousands of volumes. , what you taught me is far beyond what can be learned in books."

"I also learned a lot from Mr. Shen, you and I are both teachers and friends."

"It's a pity that you and I are also enemies." Shen Hexuan stared at Yan Sikong, "At the beginning you wanted to kill me and beat me, but it's a pity that I didn't die, and now I have you in my hands, so I won this round."

"Until the end, let alone win or lose."

Shen Hexuan said coldly: "Unfortunately, this time, you are really going to the 'last'."

Yan Sikong was silent for a while: "To tell you the truth, I planned to go back to Liaodong."

Shen Hexuan looked at him, waiting for him to speak.

"If I am doomed not to return to my roots, can Mr. Shen protect Liaodong for me?"

Shen Hexuan said: "Liaodong is the gateway to the northern border of my Dasheng. Every Dasheng man should defend China and resist the barbarians. I can promise you that I will do my best to protect Liaodong."

Yan Sikong lowered his eyelashes and stopped talking.

No one knows what day he will go, just like yesterday he was thinking of going through fire and water for the people of Liaodong, but today he became a prisoner again.

Why bother to think about what will happen in the future, live a day, plan for a day, as long as Yan Sikong is still alive, it is not considered "the last".

Chasing the King is an ancient feudal background. I originally typed a long paragraph to explain why Fengye must have heirs to fit the era and background of the characters, but thinking about these words, there is also a fee, forget it.I know that I will be scolded for this plot, and I also know how to write Gong perfectly, affectionately and lovable, but I just can't convince myself to write a plot that I think is unreasonable. The novel is to find a balance between fiction and reality. .If I have to use the three views of modern people to judge the ancients, and use words such as haters, same wives, mistresses, cheating gays, etc. to evaluate the characters and plots, I... will be left with nothing to say in the end.

ps, I will never write "the hero of this article will marry a woman and have children" on the copy, so it is better to put the outline directly in the copy

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