Mr. Mi Gongji

"Shenzhi...you and your mother are too similar. You even risked your life for a word of love. If you want to help him, why don't you return to him in an open and honest manner?".

Zhang Ruohuai's words were like a heavy blow, hitting Gu Shenzhi's head mercilessly.

Gu Shenzhi frowned, his handsome eyebrows were furrowed into a ball, the night wind suddenly blew open a door, and the wind mixed with large flakes of snow went into the crack of the door. The rattling door, the slender knuckles turned white, and the rebuttal voice was sharp: "I didn't want to help him, I just wanted to get back what I deserved."

Three years ago, because of killing Yang Dingbian, Gu Shenzhi, who knew that he could not get rid of this hatred, had no choice but to die. The pain he endured in those few days was what Gu Shenzhi had suffered in the past twenty years. He had never endured the pain. He originally thought that his unbearable and filthy will be washed away in the lotus pond of the palace, but he never thought that there is such a magical art of rejuvenation in this world, which can save him from the eternal hell. The door was pulled back.

When Gu Shenzhi woke up, there was no Yang Ye, no Southwest Palace, and no pain from Yang Ye's palm marks on his chest. Su Mei brought him back to the Valley of Pharmacists and devoted himself to healing him. After more than a year of intermittent treatment, he was able to recover from the pain of the pharmacist. Gu's dilapidated sickbed, all because of the fake death pill that Wei Zhuoran fed him back then.

Wei Zhuoran, the counselor who seemed to appear in the palace by chance more than ten years ago, is actually the confidant of Empress Shunzhen. When Empress Shunzhen was dying, she was worried about her only son who was far away in Yunzhou, so she told the truth. Pray that he can let the only son he cares about grow up carefree and don't get caught up in filthy political affairs. This is the only compensation for his son as an unqualified mother.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zhuoran couldn't bear the fact that his beloved went away with a grievance, and told Gu Shenzhi's life experience to him who was only ten years old at the time. From then on, there was no word of laughter in Gu Shenzhi's life, and he recognized his true self. Living under someone else's fence, he recognized the truth of his father as a thief. In that environment, he survived year after year until Yang Yan entered Beijing. He discussed the best strategy with Wei Zhuoran, so that the famous man Su Ye, Megatron The Southwest King of the Four Seas died of a normal illness. Unexpectedly, the appearance of Ye Qianjiao made the originally seamless plan almost become a fragmented negligence. It took Gu Shenzhi's life.

Gu Shenzhi closed his eyes, and under the dim candlelight his figure looked even thinner. He stepped back and sat on the armchair, his brows furrowed inch by inch.In his plan, he confuses Yang Jue, deceives Yang Jue, and abandons Yang Jue, but he doesn't fall in love with Yang Jue.Do you want to admit that it is love?Back then, when it was clear that he could leave Dianyang and return to Shi Daishan's side, why did he entrust his orphans at the end of his life, and why did he think of dying to wipe away his grievances?

Gu Shenzhi let out a long sigh, his pale face was tinged with gray, his right hand unconsciously pressed his temple, since he gave birth to Ah Bao three years ago, this headache has never been better, even Su Mei They are all helpless, they can only do their best to recuperate.

Zhang Ruohuai's eyes fell on the disciple in front of him, feeling sorry for him suddenly, he shook his head and sighed, "Shenzhi, I heard from Xiaomei that before you left, you wrote a letter to the eldest prince of Wanping Kingdom, and there was a sentence in it: : The important affairs of the country cannot be brought back to heaven by one person's strength. You had such a mind back then, why can't you let go of it now?" A few more words of comfort.

Seeing that Gu Shenzhi didn't answer, he just patted him on the shoulder with concern, took out a note from his sleeve, and put it on the coffee table in front of Gu Shenzhi.

"This is a letter from Feige sent by Mr. Wei from Dianyang. You can read it. I'm afraid the day when Yang Yan swears is approaching. What do you plan to do?"

When Gu Shenzhi returned to the barracks, Yang Yan was no longer the leader of the fire.The setting sun blocked out the sun, and amidst the dust and dust, Yang Yan, wearing only a coarse cloth, was leading a group of soldiers to practice in the school grounds.The north wind whipped up the broken sand, and Gu Shenzhi's eyes turned red for no reason. His horse passed by Yang Yan's side. His body was firm and muscular, his skin was tanned into wheat, his brows were resolute, and his knife-cut His cheeks are not as childish as they were back then. This is the Southwest King Yang Yan, who has lost his childishness, sharpened his edges and corners, and restrained his hostility.

As soon as Gu Shenzhi returned to the barracks, he heard that Wanyan Lie, the general of Suguo, let go of his wild words and wanted to take down Suzhou before the New Year, so that the army of Suguo could celebrate the New Year in Suzhou City. The rumbling war drums have been beating outside the city for two days However, there was no big movement in the Suye barracks, as if the rounds of war drums outside the city were beating for the air, and it was as if the soldiers in the barracks had practiced a magical skill of deceiving their ears and stealing their bells.

Someone proposed a plan to capture the thief first and capture the king first, to assassinate the rampant General Wanyan. Unexpectedly, the heroic and patriotic General Liang, who had been studying poetry and books in the capital, agreed without hesitation, and recruited A death squad intends to sneak into the enemy's camp. Even if they can't assassinate Wan Yan Lie in one fell swoop, at least they will burn him a few stones of food and grass, destroy his camps, and poke the spirit of the national army. Ye, but volunteered to join this so-called death squad.

Torches were already lit at the door of General Liang's big tent. Gu Shenzhi raised the curtain to enter, and there were warm stoves at the four corners. Although Liang Mingyu was in the big camp, she was not wearing armor. It is extremely unaccustomed to the severe cold in the north.

"Doctor Shen, I wonder if my teacher agrees with this general's request?" Seeing Gu Shenzhi coming in, Liang Mingyu put down the brush in his hand and asked.The battle on the front line is imminent. If there are no medicinal materials, once there are wounded soldiers, there will be a situation where there is no cure for the wounded.

Liang Mingyu was originally a civil servant, but I heard that Emperor Yuan Jing likes Longyang today, so he kept Wen Zhuangyuan by his side that day and became a royal guard. In addition, he is the grandson of Prime Minister Liang, the founding hero, so he was not established. Any meritorious service, he sat in the position of the commander of the imperial guards. When the border battle was going on, the court officials were mostly timid and afraid of the enemy. He was originally young and ignorant, and his qualifications were not yet. The oppressive Chen Side, so a chapter of the memorial was written to promote him as a young and promising man, as a model of the three armies, and in a high position, he naturally had to set an example.In this way, Liang Mingyu selected one-third of the troops from the three major battalions in Gyeonggi, got down from his high bed and soft pillows, and went to the frontier where the wind and sand were raging, to fight against the 30 plastic soldiers under Wanyan Lie's iron fist.

Round of troops, if Suye were to mobilize in full force, the strength would be [-]-[-]% more than that of Suguo, but the soldiers in Gyeonggi could not move, they would defend day and night, and it would be difficult to guard against house thieves. The so-called house thieves were those far away in Yunzhou King of the Southwest.Can't move, can't borrow, the only way for the imperial court to Yang Yan is to appease him, appease him until he guards the back door, and his house doesn't catch fire, that's the best.No, it's only been two months since the war started, and the imperial court's rewards to the Southwest King are already piled up at the gate of Dianyang City. Qianye Villa invited the owner and his wife to the palace as guests.It's a pity that it was a step too late, the two old men had already settled down with servants and traveled around the world.Yang Ye no longer had any worries about the future, but the imperial court was like ants on a hot pot. Emperor Yuan Jing issued several imperial edicts announcing that Yang Ye would enter the palace to discuss the invasion of plastic bandits, but it was clearly stated in the imperial edict that the entourage should not exceed five hundred. Five hundred soldiers were sent to the tiger's lair in Gyeonggi, which was not enough to give the tiger a tooth.Yang Yan pretended to be stupid, and refused to return to the court when he complained of illness. He dragged on until the court lost his temper, but he himself ran into other people's barracks and became the leader of the fire.

"Doctor Shen...Doctor Shen..." Seeing that Gu Shenzhi did not answer, Liang Mingyu continued, "If there is a problem with the price, I am willing to pay [-]% more than the market price."

Gu Shenzhi finally came back to his senses, and seeing Liang Mingyu's anxious face, he comforted him in a low voice: "General Liang, please rest assured, my teacher is not a treacherous businessman, and I certainly won't sit on the ground and raise prices, but as a teacher and doctor, I really don't want to part with those ordinary people. So his old man plans to give up [-]% of the purchases to the army, leaving only three floors for the common people, what does the general think?" Zhang Ruohuai is a businessman, and when there is a war, he knows that the price of bruises and injuries will inevitably increase, so the first few Yue actually hoarded a fortune, and after calculations, that batch of medicinal materials happened to be [-]% more. Selling it to the army in this way can make more money without driving up prices. Offend officials.

Although it was far from what she had expected, but she finally solved her urgent need. Liang Mingyu lowered her eyes, but did not let go of her frowning brows. She picked up a pen and wanted to write on the military newspaper. Finally, she looked up at Gu Shenzhi and said: "In the current national crisis, it is a blessing for Dr. Zhang to have this awareness. Those robbers, if they know how many lives are related to these medicinal materials, I am afraid they will not be able to sleep."

There was a wry smile on the corner of Gu Shenzhi's mouth, for a general, such a woman's benevolence, I really don't know whether it is good or bad, Gu Shenzhi suddenly remembered the figure of the group of people practicing on the school field, and couldn't help asking: "General Liang, just now Returning to the camp, the group of soldiers on the west side of the school field did not wear armor for training, and even used some close-up and surprise attacks, and dragons and snakes were mixed inside, it seems that it is not a formally deployed army?"