Suo Jinling

Chapter 68

Lan Jingming fell into a coma, his cheeks were wrinkled from crying, his eye sockets were swollen like peaches, and there was faint white Sha.

Chen Jing remained in a rigid position, unable to move for a while, Lan Jingming fell on his shoulders, like a feather, a ball of cotton floating in, a handful of soft white gauze, wrapped his arms around Chen Jing tightly. Jing seemed to be seeking mercy, but also seemed to be seeking warmth. He wanted to tie up this ruthless perpetrator and fall into the abyss with him.

His sanity was pulled back by the ringing chains, Chen Jing supported Lan Jingming's shoulders, and put him back on the couch.

Even with a few rounds of cotton cloth tied on, the ankle was worn out, and there was a circle of redness and swelling. Chen Jing stretched his arm over and twisted a few times, removed the chain a few times, and threw it on the ground.

Taking off|getting off this heavy restraint, Lan Jingming stretched his brows, his nose trembled a few times, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Chen Jing wanted to put the person on the quilt, but the quilt was so mottled that he couldn't sleep at all, he thought Putting the person down and changing the bed for a new one, Lan Jingming looked like a raccoon slave abandoned by his master, wrinkled his nose and whimpered, pinched the corner of Chen Jing's robe with his fingers, his fists turned white, and refused to let go no matter what, Chen Jing had no choice but to let go Holding the man in his arms, he changed the bedding with one hand with difficulty, and gently shook it like coaxing a child, coaxing Lan Jingming to fall into a deep sleep and let go of his hands before putting the man back into the bedding.

The tulle body was so tossed and tossed that it was impossible to see, Chen Jing found his own old clothes, and someone else changed them on his body, Lan Jingming struggled in his dream, moving his hands and feet, trying to kick the clothes off, Chen Jing threw his head The number increased to two, and he felt that his little nephew was not so difficult to serve. He racked his brains and thought for a long time, and found all his clothes from childhood to adulthood. After changing them three times, Lan Jingming calmed down and looked after himself. Curled up into a ball, with his forehead stuck into the hollow of his knees, his brows gradually stretched out.

Chen Jing pinched the outer shirt and twisted it a few times, only to feel that it was extraordinarily soft. It took him a long time to identify the shirt as a gift from his sister-in-law, but he grew taller too fast, and bought many of them without wearing them.

Lan Jingming fell into a deep sleep, his eyelids were tightly closed, and his head was stuck into the hollow of his knees. Chen Jing was afraid that he would not be able to breathe, so he used his hands and feet to flatten Lan Jingming, pressed down the person's limbs with the quilt, and lowered the curtain to block the sun. After lighting an incense, Lan Jingming relaxed, his eyelids trembled a few times, and he fell into a drowsy sleep.

Chen Jing's arm was hanging in the air, and his fingers brushed against Lan Jingming's cheeks. He wanted to put it down but couldn't, so he could only turn it back, and sat on the edge with his knees bent.

Is this the way to treat prisoners?

Chen Jing didn't want to face himself, but had to face these.

The guy in the torture room casually said "Qidi", and he felt like he had been caught in some kind of trap. He came back under pressure, and after asking a few words, he started to torture people like this.

It's not that he has never caught a prisoner, and he has thrown people into the execution room first, and then given him a good whipping, but he couldn't do anything against this ghost-faced Shura...

Those tortures such as skinning, gouging out bones and pouring salt water can't be done by anything.

Even tossing people in this square inch will give birth to guilt.

Chen Jing turned half of his body, put his finger on Lan Jingming's neck, and tightened it half an inch inward. He felt a hot flash in his palm, and he pulled out his hand and placed it on Lan Jingming's forehead. The heat did not fade at all, and the corners of his eyes were Red.

The door was knocked lightly, Chen Jing collected his expression, put down the curtain and walked towards the door, he had asked Hongye not to be disturbed, since Hongye knocked... there must be something he can't solve.

"What's the matter?"

"Return to the general," Hong Ye clasped his fists and bowed respectfully, "the old general's mansion sent someone to invite the general."

"Brother wants me to come over?" Chen Jing pursed his lips and looked back subconsciously, "I'll go right away, you go find a doctor and show the man inside."

"Yes," Hongye nodded, "General, don't worry, I'll send someone to do it right away."

Hong Ye sent someone to invite the doctor. Before the doctor arrived, he walked around the courtyard for a few times. He was worried that it would be too messy to meet people, so he had to go into the room to have a look. As soon as he entered, he could smell the elegant plum fragrance. The furnishings are neat and there is no trace of damage. A long curtain hangs down from the side of the slump, blocking most of the light. There is a person sleeping deep in the quilt. The prisoner is wearing a general's clothes. There is a cup of hot tea in the small compartment, which can be reached by raising your hand when you wake up.

There was a broken chain scattered on the ground. Hong Ye picked it up and rubbed it in his palm a few times. The chain was not untied properly, but seemed to be torn off with brute force in a hurry and dropped casually.

The prisoner obviously didn't have such strength, could it be that the general tore him apart?

In the past, the general could not even take care of himself. The clothes he wore were thrown away, and the next day he didn’t know where they were. After sleeping, I don't care about whether there is a bedding.If he doesn't know how to take care of himself, he won't take care of others. Hong Ye has never seen a general treat anyone so carefully. He even thought of the trivial matter of waking up thirsty.

It would be understandable to say that this person is the future general's wife, but this person is obviously a captive captured from Beiyi, and he fought them for [-] rounds, he is their unforgivable enemy.

What's the matter with the general, do you want to keep this man in the mansion and don't want to let him out again?

Hong Ye was restless and hesitant. The doctor came to the door with the medicine box in his hand. He waved his hand to let the doctor come in. He stepped back and stood aside, staring at the doctor quietly.

He made friends with Hong Zhuo when he was young. Hong Zhuo was his most beloved cousin. After his cousin left, he worked hard to practice martial arts day and night. Fortunately, he was promoted to the general and became the general's deputy. Hong Zhuo died because of the northern barbarians. He didn't dare to forget all these years, buried his hatred in his heart, and only wanted to find a good opportunity one day to avenge Hongzhuo. The general lost his mind?

This person will be of great use in the future, if you want to use him to lure the enemy before the battle, if you want to use him to force Lanchi Aguda to come out, you can't let the general Jinwu hide his tenderness and feel compassion, so he is reluctant to use him again.

The doctor sat on the edge of the collapse, leaned on Lan Jingming's wrist to feel the veins, stroked his long beard, and sighed. After sighing, he frowned, and then switched sides and looked again. After a long while, he was still not at ease, so he picked up the silver needle and twirled it. After a few turns, he squinted his eyes and put the silver needle back into the needle pocket.

"What's the matter?" Hongye became impatient, and walked to Langzhong, "Don't sigh so much, there are many medicinal materials in the mansion, and there is nothing you can't find."

"Don't be angry, my lord. The little old man's medical skills are inexperienced and embarrassing. This patient is suffering from air and blood stasis within the five internal organs, and the remaining poison in the body is not exhausted. It cannot be cured by medicine and stones." Hanging, take good care of yourself so that you won't get angry, and you can live more peacefully. The patient is weak in strength and mentally weak, and it is most forbidden to get angry and tempted. If you want people to live longer, you must be careful about these things."

Hongye stood stiffly upright, his head was pounding with thunder, and his eyes blinked for a long time before he finally found his words: "What you said...is it true?"

"The little old man has practiced medicine in the footsteps of his patriarch all his life, so he dares not speak half a lie," said the doctor, "If you don't believe me, you can ask someone else to come and have a look."

Hong Ye turned his head and looked at Lan Jingming's sleepy face. He had seen this man fight the general several times on the battlefield. The long sword dances vigorously, making people dare not underestimate it. It is rumored that he also has a heavy responsibility in the Beiyi tent, and he is quite fond of Lanchi Aguda... How could it be the end of the battle, and there are only a few days left to live ?

There must be something strange about this matter, maybe this person really has some kind of charm, pretending to be so weak, arousing the general's compassion, bewitching the general's mind, and shaking the general's heart.

This man must not be allowed to succeed.

"God knows this matter, you know it, I know it, if you want to save your family's life, forget about it when you go back, and never mention it to anyone, do you hear me?"

"Don't worry, my lord, the little old man knows the rules," the doctor nodded repeatedly, "I will never dare to speak half a lie."

Chen Jing rode his horse and galloped all the way to the outside of the General's Mansion, got off his horse and walked into the mansion, and ran straight to Tinghu Xiaozhu.

Many retainers and maidservants on the road looked dignified and came and went in a hurry. When they saw him coming, they all avoided their eyes and did not dare to look at him.

Zhou Shuning was waiting outside Tinghu Xiaozhu, and when she saw someone approaching, she came up to him and pressed Chen Jing's forearm: "Ah Jing, don't worry, it's just that your brother has been unwell recently, and I'm worried that there might be some mistakes in his actions, and I have to tell you something. "

Seeing his sister-in-law's haggard face, Chen Jing forced a smile on her face, not even applying rouge on her face. He was completely burned and his chest trembled. There was still an unfinished medicine bowl on the table, Chen Jing glanced at it, staggered and half-kneeled on the ground, he was so anxious that he held the medicine bowl in his palm and raised it tremblingly: "Brother... ··”

Zhou Shuning wiped her tears aside, turned sideways and couldn't bear to look any more.

Chen Jing seems to have returned to his childhood, holding the medicine bowl at a loss, preferring to have all the bitter medicines in his stomach, in exchange for his mother's life. When he was young, his eldest brother took him to serve his mother, and boiled with him by the stove Medicine, big brother naked|Bare upper body, arrange the medicinal materials by category, and cook in the stove for a day. In summer, the stove is like a steamer, which makes people sweat like rain, and after a while, they can't breathe, and faint Dazed and out of breath.At night, he couldn't sleep well, and he couldn't bear his eldest brother running around in the kitchen alone, so he went in with a grass fan to help, and after fanning for a while, he fainted from the heat, and when he woke up, he saw stars in the night sky. While fanning the medicine, he changed the wet wipes on his forehead. When he woke up, he flicked his head, which made his forehead red and swollen, and he couldn't rub it for a long time.

Later, my mother was seriously ill, and the two brothers climbed the Buddhist gate to pray for my mother. The elder brother climbed the thousand and eighty steps. The elder brother had to kowtow after climbing one step, and recite a Buddhist name after climbing two steps. He followed behind him step by step, but he was still young, and he was afraid that he would be too tired to stand up after a while, so it was his elder brother who carried him on his back and sent him up step by step.

When he got to the temple, he had to copy 180 Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutras to pray for his mother. He couldn’t write well, so he could only kneel on the futon. The eldest brother said a sentence while copying, and he clasped his hands and recited the last sentence. I do not know when I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was still lying on the futon, covered with the monk's robe of the little novice, and my elder brother was still writing under the lotus Buddha lamp. He sleeps a little longer.

Over the years, the eldest brother has worked hard to prop up the general's mansion. When he was young, he only knew how to cause trouble. When he grew up, when he thought of his elder brother, he only had his cold-eyed face in his heart. It was far less gentle and warm than his sister-in-law, which made him want to get closer, but at this moment The eldest brother was lying on the couch, with fine lines appearing at the corners of his eyes, and gray hair gradually growing on his temples. All that emerged in his heart was warmth, and he climbed up with unspeakable guilt. His chest seemed to be stuffed with gravel, falling so full that it almost made him feel sick. He couldn't breathe.

There are only two brothers and sisters in the General's Mansion. At his age, the sons of the family have married countless wives and concubines, and have given birth to several children. He has been reluctant to marry a wife and have children. It's hard to do, if it's the children of ordinary people, it's okay to do it sooner or later, but for them, the family marriage is not only to show loyalty to the court, but also to win over people and make them bigger, so that others don't dare to spy on them, let alone move easily Their soldiers and horses, he has been so self-willed for a long time, he has long been a joke in the eyes of everyone, the eldest brother and sister-in-law don't know how many burdens they have shouldered, and how many troubles they have secretly blocked for him, but they never told him.

The sister-in-law said that the elder brother had something to say to him, but the elder brother seemed exhausted and had no strength to raise his eyes to look at others. Zhou Shuning dragged Chen Jing into the courtyard, saw no one around, and whispered to him: "Your elder brother has had a high fever for a few days. , No matter how much he drank the medicine, he couldn't retreat. Later, he invited the big witch, saying that the killing was too heavy in the early years, and now he was washed away by something unclean. Drinking medicine alone is useless. If there is any happy event at home, maybe it can resolve."

Chen Jing clenched his fists tightly, lowered his head, and his throat felt tight, as if it had been rubbed with Sha paper: "I understand, but it's up to my sister-in-law to decide."

Zhou Shuning hesitated to speak, patted Chen Jing's forearm, and coaxed: "Ah Jing, one must look forward in one's life. If you are addicted to the past, you will not be happy."

"Yes," Chen Jing nodded, "Sister-in-law's words are absolutely true, I'm too ignorant."

Chen Jing's appearance is not like the majestic hussar general that is widely rumored in the city, but it seems that he has gone back to the past and become that puppy who is being scolded. Zhou Shuning watched him grow up, so how could he bear to say anything? , only said to prepare some home-cooked dishes for him, and let him leave after eating them.

After Chen Jing left, Zhou Shuning returned to the bedroom, closed the door and pulled the long curtain, pulled out the pillow, and slapped Chen Rui on the face: "You are comfortable! Lying here half dead, even if the sky falls. Be willing to get up! I didn’t realize before that you still have a heart of stone! Seeing Ah Jing’s distraught appearance, I almost slipped my tongue, but now the villain has let me do it, but you are lying comfortably, so get up soon!”

Chen Rui ate his mouth full of pillow ashes, and he didn't dare to pretend to be sick and lie down on the couch, so he straightened himself up quickly, and held Zhou Shuning in his arms: "Ma'am, Ma'am, Ma'am, my parents are not here. My brother and I are the only ones in the house. Now he The wings are hard, and if you don’t let me force him, I have no other way. When I was his age, I was full of blood every day, and I didn’t soften every day. He has refused to even fill in the house all these years. If we don’t let him marry a wife, I’m afraid he will become a monk.”

Zhou Shuning's lingering anger still persisted: "If Ah Jing blames her in the future, you will bear the anger yourself, and I won't bear it for you!"

Chen Jing went out of the General's Mansion, patted his horse and walked to the street, he didn't want to go back to his own mansion for a while, he just wandered around the street, every sugar shop he passed, he had to go in and buy two, not long after he carried The sugar man with his hands full, came to the riverside when he was sane, the cold wind came head-on, blowing the sugar man swaying around, it was still a long time before the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, and the stalls selling fireworks hadn't been set up yet, he was standing by the river After holding it for a long time, he bit the sugar figurine in a daze, and the crispy raw sugar skin stuck between his teeth, too thick to melt.

Why would anyone like to eat this kind of thing.

It's so sweet, I can't swallow it at all.

He was thinking like this in his heart, but he couldn't let go of his fingers. When he went back, he accidentally turned into the alley and came to the marriage tree.

Under the tree, there were still many people clasping their hands together to pray for blessings. Chen Jing raised his wrist, and the melted soup stuck to his palm, making it almost impossible to tear it apart.

He could have thrown away the sugar figurines, but for some reason, if these things were alive, they were so firmly stuck between his fingers, and he couldn't throw them out. He clamped the horse's belly and flicked the whip lightly, and the horse took him back. Go to your mansion and walk into your courtyard.

Seeing someone approaching, Hongye hurriedly stepped forward to help Chen Jing dismount: "General, the doctor has come to see him. The one inside is just suffering from the wind and cold. He just drank a bowl of medicine, and the fever has subsided."

Chen Jing nodded slightly, took off his armor and walked into the bedroom, just now he heard Hong Zhuo say that it was just a cold, his chest filled with gravel loosened, his clogged throat sucked in a long breath, and his eye circles were reddened.

He came in wrapped in a cold wind, his armor creaked, and the bedding was shaken. Lan Jingming woke up from his drowsiness, opened his eyes in a daze, but before he could see anything clearly, he smelled sweetness in his nose, and a sugar figure came out of the air Handed over, the sugar juice fell between the lips, overflowing with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

"Do you want to eat?" Chen Jing handed over the sugar figurine and snorted harshly, "It's sweet."

He didn't know which of his tendons had been burned, but he unconsciously thought that this candy figurine was bought with money, and it would be a waste to throw it away. Using this to glue the captive's teeth and tongues off would be regarded as extorting a confession.

Lan Jingming was still in a dream, and felt that he had been given a bitter medicine before, and his throat was hurting. Seeing this sugar man falling from the sky, he really couldn't care about anything. He opened his mouth and bit it hard, swallowing it with creaking creaks. one.

Swallowing one was not enough, looking eagerly at the two next to it, Chen Jing handed it over, Lan Jingming ate three in a row, finally suppressed the bitter taste, closed his eyes contentedly, before falling asleep, he always felt that something was missing, his chest was empty Yes, he moved his arms, felt around on the quilt, picked up a warm stone, folded his hands to hold the stone, pressed it carefully on his chest, and fell asleep contentedly.

Chen Jing was almost broken from half his body, and hung on the couch in a twisted posture. He could press Lan Jingming's chest and use his strength to sit up straight, but he couldn't hold down his hand no matter what. on the face.

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