The slag attack is no longer scum [Quick travel]

Qian Zheng took out another thing and handed it to Aunt Xiao.

The words "He Li Shu" were clearly visible on it, and Aunt Xiao was holding it with trembling hands, looking at him in disbelief.

Qian Zheng's gaze was unprecedentedly gentle: "I know that the person you like has never been me. Back then, I married you by force to separate you from the person you love, but I didn't give you enough. If I die on the battlefield this time, you can leave the general's mansion with this and Li Shu, I know that he has never married and is still waiting for you."

"Qian Zheng, what do you mean." Aunt Xiao's eyes were red, and she yelled at him by name and surname in a rage, "You forced me to marry you back then, and now you want to abandon me if you don't want me!"

Qian Zheng hugged her, with unbearable pain in his eyes: "I didn't want to abandon you, I just..."

"I like you, Qian Zheng."

In the next second, Qian Zheng was stunned by Aunt Xiao's words.

"At the beginning, I did have complaints, but it has been more than ten years, and you have already melted my cold heart." She has already fallen in love with this man who loves the country and the people, and has her in her heart, an upright man.

Qian Zheng was overjoyed, his eyes were flushed, his callused fingertips gently stroked her still delicate face, his lips trembling: "What you said is true."

Aunt Xiao was embraced by him, and he leaned into her ear and said, "Actually, I have something to confess to you. After you, I have never spent the night with other women."

Aunt Xiao froze.

Qian Zheng was aggrieved and pitiful: "I just thought you didn't want to be with me more, and sometimes you wanted to attract your attention and jealousy, so I went there on purpose. After I met you, I never had another woman."

Before meeting Xiao Qiang, Qian Zheng, who was already quite old, already had a wife, two concubines, and a son. She stayed by her side and let her bear a daughter for herself.

He thought that Xiao Qiang had no one else in his heart, but he didn't expect...

"Ah Qiang, I must do my best to come back."

Qian Jiaojiao was also worried when she learned that her father was going on an expedition, so she hurriedly went to the temple with Aunt Xiao to pray for safety.

"Daddy, you must come back safely. My aunt and I are waiting for you at the mansion."

Qian Zheng touched Qian Jiaojiao's hair affectionately: "Well, Jiaojiao has to take care of herself, and help daddy take care of your aunt:"

Qian Jiaojiao nodded with red eyes.

"Miss, for this expedition, the third prince is also going with him. He is waiting outside the mansion now and hopes to see you before he leaves." notification.

Qian Jiaojiao thoughtfully, sighed slightly, and said after a few seconds, "Let him in."

Murong Yin was only holding out one-tenth of the hope, but she didn't expect Qian Jiaojiao to be willing to see him this time.

Seeing the back of his third prince who couldn't wait to run to the general's mansion, the servant sighed. It seemed that his master's heart was completely attached to Miss Qian.

"Jiaojiao." Murong Yin panted slightly, looking at the delicate-looking girl in the red dress, she was in a daze for a moment, how long had he not seen her, maybe more than a year and almost two years.

Murong Yin's heart was beating wildly, and his handsome face was also stained with blushes. After seeing him for so long, his love for Qian Jiaojiao became stronger.

Qian Jiaojiao glanced at him, her face showed no emotion, her tone was light: "Why is the third prince looking for me?"

Her alienated and indifferent attitude instantly poured on Murong Yin like a bucket of cold water, and the heat in her heart gradually cooled down.

Murong Yin's eyes fell on her, and it took him a long time to say: "Jiaojiao, I have something to say to you alone."

He was staring longingly, looking very pitiful, begging for such a chance.

Thinking of the past friendship, thinking of his expedition this time, Qian Jiaojiao's words of refusal turned around again: "You guys go down first."

The servant girl and the servant all went down, and there were only the two of them left in the living room.

"Third Prince, please speak up if you have something to say."

Murong Yin looked at the girl sitting on the chair, was silent for a moment, and quietly moved closer.

Qian Jiaojiao saw it, but didn't say anything.

Murongyin thought about it many times in his heart, and in the end he was afraid that Qian Jiaojiao would get angry after hesitating for a long time, so he said: "Jiaojiao, I'm going to go on an expedition, and when I come back after making great achievements this time, you, can you marry me?" .”

Qian Jiaojiao slowly looked up at him, but didn't speak.

Murong Yin squeezed his fists and cheered himself up: "It's good for you to be my concubine, I will definitely treat you very well, I will give you everything I have, and I will earn for you whatever you want." Come."

His eyes were hot, and the love hidden inside was so strong that it was almost on fire.

Qian Jiaojiao's pupils shrank, and she returned to normal after a while, her tone was a little colder than before: "Third Prince, I heard that your mother and concubine have already appointed you a concubine who is the first daughter of the Shangshu family of the household department. I got your two concubines."

Murong Yin nodded. He thought of something else, and immediately added an explanation: "I don't love them, and I don't like them. My concubine thinks that I am old and hopes that I will have children as soon as possible. But don't worry, I don't love them. In the future, when they give birth to a concubine's eldest son or a concubine's eldest daughter, they will never go over your head. Except when it is inconvenient for you to conceive and give birth, I will not go to their room."

He wholeheartedly promised that his love would be given to Qian Jiaojiao wholeheartedly.

Qian Jiaojiao rested her forehead with one hand, the more he talked, the more tired her heart became, and there was a hint of impetuousness in her chest.

"Third Prince, please go." Qian Jiaojiao chased them away.

Murong Yin's body was stiff, looking at the girl who was obviously irritable and impatient, her hands and feet were a little cold: "Jiaojiao, are you really unwilling to give me a chance?"

Qian Jiaojiao didn't look up at him, she just said: "There is no possibility between me and the Third Prince."

Indifferent words directly rejected Murong Yin.

Then why can you accept Meng Xiangbei! ?

Murong Yin's eyes were red, and he almost wanted to ask this question, but he held back when it came to his lips.

"master."

The servant waiting at the door didn't take long to see the distraught master coming out, with an air of depression that he had never felt before.

He felt very distressed when he saw it. His master, the proud son of heaven, had always been in high spirits, but he stumbled at Miss Qian.

Murong Yin returned to the mansion, drank wine, his eyes were drunk and confused, what was wrong with him, why Jiaojiao just didn't like him, his heart was given to her.

In the blink of an eye, another two months passed, and the war with Jiang Guo had already started.

In two months, the army and food had not yet reached the border.

Every few days, Qiao Qingjuan would go to the teahouse to sit when he came back from his busy work in the bathhouse. There was a storyteller in it, and at that point he would start talking about what happened on the battlefield.

When he arrived, the teahouse was already full of people, most of them were the families of the soldiers, and Qiao Qingjuan shared a table with some of them.

Not long after, the middle-aged storyteller was already seated, and the teahouse was silent except for the occasional sound of drinking tea.

The storyteller's surname is Mu, and it is said that he is one of the few talented scholars in the city of Sambar.

Qiao Qingjun clenched her fists and stared at the storyteller.

He longed to hear his husband's name from this man's mouth, but was afraid of hearing it, and his heart was in a mess.

"Sigh." Mr. Mu took a sip of tea, then thought of something, sighed slightly, and everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, I heard him say: "Our Great Sui Dynasty lost another city yesterday."

"Nowadays, in the war with Jiang Guo, our Great Sui Dynasty has already lost two cities in a row. The lieutenant general made improper decisions. The people of Jiang Guo are insidious and cunning, and they will do everything they can. Our reinforcements have been blocked and have not arrived yet."

In just a few months, two cities were lost in a row, which shows how many people and soldiers will die.

The sound of sobbing was faintly heard in the teahouse, and the atmosphere of sadness permeated.

"However, there are two good news."

Speaking of this, the grief on Mr. Mu's face became less.

"General Qian Zheng, the god of war in my dynasty, the army and the third prince Murong Yin will soon arrive at the border. In the past, generations of the Qian family army drove the enemy out of the Great Sui Dynasty. I believe that this time, our Great Sui Dynasty can also turn defeat into victory. .” The last four words are sonorous and forceful.

"General Qian, General Qian, God of War, God of War!"

Following his words, countless people shouted Qian Zheng's name. In the hearts of the people of the Great Sui Dynasty, the generals of the Qian family were their protective umbrellas, and they were gods and heroes in their hearts. With them, they would be invincible.

Amidst the revival of the atmosphere, Mr. Mu was in a complicated mood.

General Qian Zheng is indeed a god on the battlefield, brave and resourceful. Every time, the general of the Qian family always charged forward in the battle, always beheading the enemy's generals under his horse.

But now, General Qian Zheng is old. I heard that he was seriously injured in the battle 18 years ago. Now he has many hidden wounds on his body. I'm afraid it's not good.

Mr. Mu dare not say that the current situation is exactly the time when people need to be inspired.

Here, Qiao Qingjuan also heaved a sigh of relief.

When the general arrives and wins the battle, the husband can come back quickly.But, is Xianggong really okay?

Qiao Qingjuan's head drooped slightly, her eyes and lips were tightly pressed, and her eyes were full of sadness.

He heard that many, many soldiers would die in every war, so what about the husband?

Qiao Qingjuan's hands clenched the corners of his clothes, no, no, the husband will not die.

Xianggong said, let him and An Geer wait for him to come back.

Thinking about it this way, the mist that was originally glowing made him take it back forcefully.

"Mr. Mu, what about the second piece of good news?" Someone asked impatiently.

Mr. Mu withdrew his worry and showed a gratified expression. The second news is indeed good news for those who don't believe it.

In this battle with Jiang Guo, although the Great Sui Dynasty lost two cities in a row, the number of soldiers who died was more than half less than before.

It wasn't the soldiers and the generals who were greedy for life and afraid of death, but when they fell, a team led by two people rescued people at the critical moment of life and death.

"Is it really just a soldier? Not a general?" someone asked doubtfully.

Mr. Mu nodded: "Both of them are brave and resourceful people, but no one knows their names, only one is named Yang and the other is Meng."

As soon as the final sound of the word "Meng" fell, Qiao Qingjuan's heart trembled and he almost stood up.

The surname is Meng, the surname is Meng, will it be a husband?

Qiao Qingjuan was probably excited in his heart, and he instinctively told him that this soldier surnamed Meng was his husband Meng Xiangbei.

If it is true, that would be great, Xianggong is still alive, he is content.

The story continues. Mr. Mu focused on how the soldiers surnamed Meng and Yang led a small team to defeat Jiang Guo's soldiers, sabotaging their plans, and how they rescued the soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty who were in danger one after another.

Everyone listened with gusto, and it wasn't until half an hour later that Mr. Mu left after speaking.

Qiao Qingjun went to Doctor Liu with anxiety and excitement, and told him what he heard today.

"Ah Qing, you have to trust Boy Meng, he will be fine." Doctor Liu comforted him.

"Ah."

At this time, Meng Xiangbei and Yang Huaizhong led the people under their hands to camp.

The two are planning the next step.

If Qiao Qingjuan was here, he would definitely feel unfamiliar with Meng Xiangbei at this time.

At this time, Meng Xiangbei was wearing a rough soldier's armor, and his whole body was filled with iron blood. His sharp breath was like a sword drawn out of its sheath, making people dare not look at him. There was a half-finger-long scar on his face, which ruined his handsome appearance even more.This scar was left by Meng Xiangbei beheading one of Jiang Guo's lieutenants a few days ago.

But Meng Xiangbei didn't care, he devoted himself to the strategy.

Yang Huaizhong next to him also had a bloodthirsty and calm aura.

Suddenly, Yang Huaizhong slammed his fist on the ground and said angrily, "It's all Sun Li, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, has no strategy and is greedy for merit. If it wasn't for him, why would our army have lost two cities in a row so quickly?"

The army led by Qian Zheng and the third prince has not arrived yet because they were ambushed and attacked by enemy spies on the way.

The border army is in charge of the military supervisor Sun Li and his nephew Liao Wen.

That Sun Li was greedy for life and afraid of death, every time a battle started, he hid in the city and dispatched many soldiers to protect him.

And that Liao Wen, without any courage or strategy, could only command his subordinates to charge forward blindly.

Because of the many strategic mistakes of the two, coupled with the toughness and unity of Jiang Guo's soldiers, they lost two cities in a row.

At the very beginning, Meng Xiangbei and Yang Huaizhong spoke up, but they were severely mocked and reprimanded, and even locked up.

In the end, they escaped, but they didn't have the right to command the soldiers. They could only watch the soldiers die because of Sun Li and Liao Wen's strategic mistakes.

They could only lead the few people under their command to try their best to destroy Jiang Guo's plan and rescue people as much as possible.

Every time they saw the piled up soldiers' corpses and the blood flowing like a river, the two couldn't help feeling sad.

Fortunately, in the past two months, the number of people in their team has grown stronger and stronger. In the battle with a certain deputy general of Jiang Guo yesterday, they were successfully beheaded, and Meng Xiangbei also killed the deputy general. Cut half of Jiang Guo's generals' arms.

To say that Jiang Guo's generals are worthy of being former grassroots bandits, in order to win, they will do everything they can.

In addition to frontal fighting, there are also sneak attacks and poisoning.

Among them, in terms of poison, it is even more difficult to guard against.

I heard that there is a national teacher in Jiang country, who is best at using poison.

In the war with Jiang Guo 18 years ago, many soldiers in the Great Sui Dynasty were poisoned and died, but now, Jiang Guo is still using poison.

"A spies reported that Master Jiang Guoguo had researched some new poisons, and many of our military doctors couldn't find an antidote." Yang Huaizhong's brows were full of worry.

"This Jiang country is really despicable!"

Meng Xiangbei was noncommittal, he frowned and looked in a certain direction.

There, the doctor was busy treating the wounded soldiers, and the medicine was being decocted, and the smell of the medicine kept coming out.

Some soldiers' arms or legs were broken, and they were unable to go to the battlefield again. There, there was a strong sadness.

On the battlefield, conspiracy and conspiracy can be used. As long as they can win, Meng Xiangbei is not very angry about Jiang Guo's poisoning.

It's just that those disabled soldiers, if they have sufficient conditions and advanced surgical skills, they can avoid amputation.

Meng Xiangbei couldn't help thinking of Qiao Qingjun.

Knowing that Qiao Qingjuan likes to study medicine and has a very high talent, Meng Xiangbei bought him a lot of medical books.

It's just that these medical books are all from Chinese medicine. Later, before leaving, Meng Xiangbei used his nightmare beast ability to show some surgical books to Qiao Qingjun.

At that time, Qiao Qingjun was ecstatic, and together with Liu Yuyi, opened the door to a new world of medical skills.

Meng Xiangbei thought, if Qiao Qingjun or Liu Yuyi were here, with their medical skills, perhaps these soldiers would not have to amputate their limbs at every turn.

Just, can he let them come?

How could he be willing to let these two weak people come to this place where the flames of war were raging.

A few days later, the army led by Qian Zheng and Murong Yin finally arrived at Shanling Pass.

Without further ado, Qian Zheng beheaded Sun Li and Liao Wen.

The next day, he led the army to fight with Jiang Guo soldiers.

The arrival of the two finally revived the morale that had been sluggish.

Murong Yin learned about the two soldiers surnamed "Yang" and "Meng" from other soldiers.

"These two are rare general talents, and the order will be passed down, and these two will be announced to meet."

For Murong Yin, these two people are talents, and they should not be inferior to a small soldier or a centurion.

At the same time, Meng Xiangbei, who learned of the arrival of Qian Zheng and Murong Yin, also led his subordinates to approach them.

In Sambar City, another storytelling day has arrived.

Qiao Qingjuan sat down early, and this time he heard the news about the two soldiers surnamed "Meng" and "Yang".

It is said that the soldier surnamed Meng used tricks to directly kill a certain deputy general of Jiang Guo.

This was the first Jiang Guo general to be killed in the past few months.

Everyone in the teahouse applauded.

Mr. Mu also talked about the arrival of General Qian Zheng and the third prince. Now, the two armies are fighting fiercely.

However, the people of the Jiang State still used poison from time to time, and the soldiers of the Jiang State were cruel. Even if many soldiers of the Sui Dynasty did not die, they were hacked by their swords, and their arms and legs were severed.

"...that Jiang Guoren was originally a grassroots bandit, and he was ruthless, and that Jiang Guo's teacher was even a master of poisoning. It's a pity that there were very few people with superb medical skills in the Great Sui Dynasty." Mr. Mu sighed heavily.

After that, Mr. Mu mentioned that the military camp is now recruiting doctors as military doctors in this city, and anyone who is willing can apply.

After coming out of the teahouse, Qiao Qingjuan was thoughtful and preoccupied.

The next day, the medicine hall, when bandaging a patient's trauma, was also frequently distracted and almost made a mistake.

"Ah Qing, what's bothering you?" Doctor Liu called him to the inner hall in his spare time, and asked him with a serious face.

"I'm sorry, Master, I was distracted during the diagnosis and treatment." Qiao Qingjun admitted his delusion, his eyes were full of guilt.

Master has said before that people who practice medicine are most taboo to be distracted during diagnosis and treatment. If one is not careful, the patient's life may be killed.

Doctor Liu looked a little brighter. He didn't want his apprentice to harm the patient because of any mistake he shouldn't have made.

"Just remember not to do it again in the future, Ah Qing, you have to remember that a person has only one life, and there is no room for mistakes."

Qiao Qingjuan nodded, taking his words to heart.

"Now you can tell me what distracted you, right?" Doctor Liu's tone was much softer. In fact, to him, Qiao Qingjuan was like his child after getting along for so many months.

Qiao Qingjuan was silent for a moment, and told what he heard yesterday that the military camp was recruiting doctors.

Doctor Liu looked at him sharply, and said firmly, "Do you want to go?"

Qiao Qingjuan was at a loss for being pointed out.

"I, I don't know."

He really didn't know, he wanted to go, on the battlefield, there was a husband, he wanted to be a husband, and those soldiers.

Thinking of their broken arms and legs, Qiao Qingjuan's eyes turned red. If possible, he wanted to help them with his medical skills.

He read the medical skills given to him by the minister, and he has mastered a lot. There are many treatment methods in it, which are suitable for soldiers.

"However, there are Master and An Geer here."

The master is old, and An Ge'er is still so young, how could he leave them.

Qiao Qingjuan struggled for a long time, but still couldn't make a decision.

Doctor Liu put his hands behind his back and sighed slightly.

He also just learned about the recruiting of doctors in the military camp today.

As the former imperial physician of the dynasty, Imperial Physician Liu wanted to treat injured and poisoned soldiers, but he was also worried about his stupid apprentice and his one-year-old An Geer.

The two were silent with each other, both thinking quietly.

In the evening, just as Qiao Qingjuan stepped into the house, An Ge'er ran towards him crying like a little firecracker.

"Brother An, don't cry, don't cry." Qiao Qingjuan didn't understand why he was doing well, so he cried, feeling extremely distressed.

An Ge'er hugged his father's thigh and cried very sadly.

"Daddy, father, father, my hand is gone, woo woo..." the little guy said vaguely, tears kept falling.

"Don't worry, tell daddy well." Qiao Qingjuan carried him into the room, wiped his tears, and patted his back to comfort him.

It took a long time for the little guy to calm down.

Qiao Qingjun called the boy who took care of An Ge'er on weekdays, and asked why.

"Today, I took the young master to Aunt Wang's house next door, and let the young master play with Aunt Wang's grandson, Erdan Wang.

Because an adult came to Aunt Wang's house and mentioned the incident on the battlefield, Erdan Wang casually mentioned his father..."

Wang Erdan's father, Aunt Wang's son, was a soldier. He did not die in battle 18 years ago, but his arms were chopped off.

"... Erdan Wang said that his father lost his arm because he went to war. The young master probably thought that his father also went to the battlefield, and felt, felt..."

He didn't say the latter, Qiao Qingjuan was able to comprehend it by himself.

It turned out that An Geer was afraid that his father would have two arms cut off like Wang Erdan's father.

"Father, father's hand is good, it's here." An Ge'er, with red eyes, hugged Qiao Qingjuan's neck, stumbling to express himself.

He wants his father to be well and not lose his arm.

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