Reincarnation of the powerful minister

Deeper and more dewy, Su Yan added a copper-green hairpin to the inside and outside of the sandalwood stickers, tidied up the crooked hair bun, inserted a green jade hairpin randomly, and followed Gao Shuo towards the outer courtyard.

Gao Shuo's footsteps were vigorous and he was walking, when he suddenly disappeared Master Su, he hurriedly looked back and found that Su Yan was holding on to the pillar and kept breathing.

"Master Su is unwell?" He asked with concern.

Su Yan supported the corridor pillar with one hand, supported his sore waist with the other, forced a smile: "It's okay, I accidentally twisted my waist." After saying that, he gritted his teeth and followed up with fluttering footsteps.

Gao Shuo looked at him in the light of the lantern, with pale black and blue accumulations under his eye sockets, obvious tiredness at the corners of his brows and eyes, as if he had been beaten to the bone, but his lips were plump and ruddy like fruit about to explode. Some couldn't figure out whether it was physical weakness or anger.

He kindly suggested: "Master Su's complexion is not good due to the lowly position, may I invite the doctor to take a pulse?"

Su Yan knew that this was caused by the depletion of yang qi. If the doctor diagnosed him as overindulgent, it would be fine, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "It's probably because of a slight discomfort due to the change of seasons. Just eat some warming food."

Gao Shuo didn't go out with his colleagues very much, he had very little experience in this area, and a little doubt was extinguished after turning around in his heart, but he kept in mind the advice sent by Shangguan with Feige - beware of that gangster, don't let him have a chance Get alone with Su Yan.

To be honest, this job is not easy to handle, one sticks close to every step, the other is upright and undefended, "it is enough to be accompanied by Ah Zhui, you go down", as one of the guards, it is not good for him to openly oppose Su Yan I can only keep an eye on them behind my back, hoping to nip them out as soon as they are discovered.

Then he discovered to his dismay that the signs were everywhere, and they were like a prairie fire, and it was really impossible for one person to prevent it.

It's too difficult for me... He wrote a small note to Shangguan while sighing, I'd better go back to Beijing and continue to lie on the roof of the official's house!

This time Gao Shuo saw that Jing Hongchai was not a follower, and let Master Su walk alone, he was very surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Where is Jing Hong's guard? Why aren't you by Sir's side?"

Su Yan was punctured with a tube in his lung, choked with sour old blood, and pretended nothing happened: "I ordered him to go on a secret errand, and he won't be able to return for a long time. After that, I entrust all of my safety to you guys." gone."

Gao Shuo was delighted, and swore: "We will do our best to protect you, and we will not let you down!"

While talking, the two walked to the front yard, where seven or eight Oirat men were still arguing with the Jinyi guards, yelling loudly and making gestures, both sides couldn't hold back their anger and lit their weapons.

Seeing this, Su Yan hurriedly raised his voice: "Don't do anything! If you have something to say, speak up."

The faces of the big men in Wala are very ugly, but they haven't turned their faces to the point of killing them.The leader had a square face and a beard. Su Yan looked it over, and vaguely remembered whether he had eaten Artemisia noodles with Altan, or he was his guest.

He greeted with a smile: "Hey, friends who eat noodles."

I don't know if the other party accepted his love, or Altan had confessed something, but the attitude of the Oirats eased a lot when facing him.The square-faced man put away the scimitar, and explained his purpose in Chinese with a strong accent.

It turned out that this afternoon, after the formalities of the horse transaction with the government were almost completed, they stayed to count the tea and salt, and loaded them into the cart, while Altan had nothing to do, so he wandered around the nearby horse market, planning to buy some gifts Go back and bring it to your family.

Unexpectedly, as I walked around, the figure disappeared.They searched around until dusk, and finally found Altan unconscious on the ground in a remote dead end alley.There were five other corpses around, and the wounds indicated that they had been killed by Altan's knife.

They pulled out a poisoned black iron flying needle from Altan's vest on the spot, knowing that they were plotted to assassinate him.

When they helped him up, Altan was briefly awake for a moment, then spurted out black blood, and fell into a coma again.A doctor was called for treatment temporarily, and he said it was like poisoning, but he couldn't tell what kind of poison it was, let alone detoxify it.

In a foreign country and unfamiliar place, it is better to seek help from old people than to report to an official, not to mention that Su Yan is an official himself.

"I met Altan once. If you come to me, I will try my best to help. Why do you want to fight and kill?" Su Yan asked.

Fang Lian said: "Those five people, Altan, were killed. I recognized one of them as your soldier!"

Su Yan was surprised: "Whose soldier are you talking about?"

"Tricked us to go to the camp, the general with the gun is his own soldier! I remember!" Fang Lian said more and more anxiously, with a lot of woo-wah-wah behind it.Finally Su Yan figured it out, what he was talking about was Huo Dun's personal soldiers.Because the man had stopped Horton and Altan in the heads-up match, Fang Lian remembered his appearance.

"How did Huo Canjun's personal soldiers die at the scene of Altan's assassination? What about the other four dead?"

"He's also from the Central Plains! He's a soldier with gun calluses on his hands."

"...Where are the bodies of these five people?"

"In our hands, the evidence."

The Wala people believed that Huo Dun and Yan Chengxue, who had planned to frame them, were the murderers. They hoped that Su Yan, who was "a senior officer than them," could uphold justice. The Jinyiwei clashed.

Su Yan frowned.He remembered that in the afternoon, he and Jing Hongzhui were watching the scenery on the corner platform on the top of the city wall, and saw Altan in the crowd being followed by an unknown person.

At that time, he didn't notice the five followers, but Ah Zhui spotted them and told him that although they were wearing clothes from the Central Plains, judging from their physical features, they were all from Beimo.

Firstly, he was worried about Altan's safety, and secondly, he was worried that someone would take the opportunity to disturb Qingshui Camp, so he asked Ah Zhui to follow him.

Unexpectedly, Ah Zhui was fine when he went there, but he went crazy when he came back.

It is impossible for Ah Zhui to be wrong, and it is even more impossible to lie to him.

So, why did the five followers of the Beimo people become Horton's five subordinates?What happened to Jing Hong in the process of following Altan?Who made him go mad?Who assassinated Altan, and where did the black iron flying needle come from?What kind of poison was used?

Many questions were circling in Su Yan's mind, and he called out habitually: "A Zhui!"

My subordinates are here, what are your orders?The familiar voice did not sound.Su Yan turned his head to look at the empty side, and suddenly remembered that Ah Zhui had already left.

"If your lord really doesn't want to see me, I...just stay away from your lord's sight. Don't think of committing suicide!" These were the last words Jing Hongzhui left before leaving.

Su Yan was in a daze, and his fingers tightly grasped the hanging sleeves, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Some people and things are seen and used all day long, and they don’t feel how rare they are, but once they suddenly disappear, they immediately show an indispensable role, and they can’t help thinking and thinking about them, and they can’t replace them with anything. If it doesn't go well, you have to find it to feel at ease.

Even after I got it back, I felt that it sometimes hurts my hand, which is not 100% satisfactory-but if it hurts again, it still belongs to me, and it has become a part of my life in the inertia.

Su Yan fell into a sudden depression.He took a deep breath, suppressed the sudden sadness in his heart, and ordered in a deep voice: "Where is Altan, you take me to see him.

"Chu Yuan, take someone to the fortress, ask Huo Dun the whereabouts of the soldiers under his account, and take the roll to count the heads one by one to see if there are any missing people.

"Gao Shuo, you take someone to invite the best doctors in Qingshuiying, at least two of them for consultation, and you need to be quick.

"Others, follow me."

Under the leadership of the Wala people, Su Yan opened the curtain and entered the tent.

Altan was lying flat on the couch covered with wolf fur, with his hands crossed on his stomach, his face was gray, his eyes were closed, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken. on the shoulders.

Su Yan looked closely at him, and saw that his lips were purple and his skin was dry and flaky, as if he was suffering from severe dehydration. He touched the side of his neck again. His pulse was extremely weak, and it took a long time to feel a slight beating.

"Do me a favor, turn him over and I'll see the wound on his back."

One of the two Oirats pulled his shoulders and the other pushed his hips and legs, turning Altan into a side-lying position.Su Yan took off half of his robe sleeve, revealing his muscular back.

There is an inconspicuous round hole in the tea-brown skin, the size of the tip of a hairpin, surrounded by a faint blue circle.

"Where is the hidden weapon?"

A Wala man came forward with a cloth bag.Su Yan carefully pushed aside the corners of the cloth, and saw a black iron flying needle with tapered ends and a rhombus in the middle. The black surface was shining with a blue luster.He measured the size and length of the needle, and determined that Altan's wound was caused by it.

"Are there other wounds on his body?" Su Yan asked.

Square face shook his head: "I haven't seen other places. Before Altan, no one was allowed to touch him. Inside the robe."

He suddenly gave Su Yan a weird look, "You can touch him. You can touch even his tattoos, you can. You go and take off your clothes."

Su Yan was slightly startled, remembering that he had indeed touched the tattoo on Altan's abdomen, the remaining heat and touch seemed to erupt from his memory, making his fingertips feel inexplicably numb.

"Hurry up and check." Fang Lian urged.

Su Yan muttered "Human life is at stake", and stepped forward to take off Altan's robe.

Zhisun's gown is as long as his calf.After removing the belt and unbuttoning the placket, if you want to take off the sleeves on both sides, you have to lift the back of the opponent's neck a little.Su Yan lifted it up and felt that this big man was as heavy as iron.

Jin Yiwei, who followed, wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by the Wala people.Fang Lian said stubbornly: "No one else is allowed to touch it!"

Su Yan had no choice but to wrap one arm around the back of Altan's neck and lift it up vigorously as if embracing him, while quickly pulling the fabric off his upper body with the other hand.

There was no inner garment on the upper body of the robe, and a pair of trousers on the lower body.The tree-shaped tattoo with the size of a cattail leaf fan, the crown of the tree is entrenched in the lower abdomen, and the trunk crosses the navel and goes down, deep into the trousers.

Su Yan looked at the abdominal muscles and tattoos that were close at hand, his chest was hot for no reason, and a thin layer of blush appeared on his cheeks.

He hummed in his heart, "I also have eight-pack abs (in a previous life), what's so rare", while blushing and eagerly peeling off the other party's trousers, revealing a pair of rather short crotch shorts.

The shorts were so stuffed that he would never take them off.Calling the guards to move closer to the candle, Su Yan carefully checked Altan's body and found only a wound on his back.

At this time Gao Shuo arrived with two doctors, one was an old man in his sixties, and the other was in his prime.

The Wala people have a high tolerance for doctors, but they are still not allowed to touch Altan's abdomen during the consultation, for fear of tarnishing the tattoo of the sacred tree, so Su Yan had to find a veil, cover it on the tattoo, and press it gently with his hands .

After seeing the patient, the doctor soaked the flying needle in the liquid medicine to try to analyze the toxicity.

After distinguishing for a long time, without saying anything, I took another black sheep to test the poison.

The sheep had just received an injection, and its black hair gradually faded to grayish white. It didn't take long for its limbs to convulse, and it collapsed dead.Su Yan took out the western pocket watch he bought at the horse market to time the time, and it took only 5 minutes before and after.

The old doctor finally shook his head regretfully: "Forgive me for my lack of medical skills. This poison is overbearing and weird. This Beike got an injection two hours ago. It is a miracle that he can live until now, unless he finds the person who made the poison and got the prescription. Then prepare the corresponding antidote, otherwise the old man will be helpless."

On the couch, Altan suddenly twitched, first at the ends of his limbs, and then quickly spread to his whole body.

The middle-aged doctor shouted: "He's been poisoned for the last time, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive!"

The Wala men panicked and yelled a series of words repeatedly in barbaric language.

Su Yan also broke out in a cold sweat, trying to hold Altan's twitching limbs with his hands.

The veil covering the tattoo slipped off the couch.The strip of gauze that Su Yan used to bandage the wound on his palm also fell off during the opponent's near-death struggle.

Altan's body jumped like an electric shock, and suddenly fell silent.Su Yan was lying on his body almost completely, his head was covered with sweat, and he squeezed his heart to touch the side of his neck.

no pulse...

Su Yan sobbed in despair, beads of sweat fell from the corners of his eyes like tears.

At this moment, his fingertips suddenly felt a slight beating, one after another, from light to heavy, gradually clear.

Su Yan was stunned, and a burning sensation rose from the other palm.

He raised the wounded hand like a fire.It was found that the palm was pressing on Altan's abdomen, and the unhealed wound was cracked, and a small amount of blood flowed out, which happened to be printed on the tree-shaped tattoo, dyeing the ebony into bloodwood.

Su Yan wiped it with his sleeve, only to feel that the tattoo was extremely hot, and the stained blood couldn't be wiped off no matter what, as if it had penetrated deep into the skin.

In a blur, Su Yan felt that the tree was sucking, pulling, and expanding, and it was about to spread out its huge tree body that stood up to the sky and cover the entire sky with its branches and leaves.

It wasn't until he was awakened by the guards that he realized that the tattoo was still only the size of a cattail fan, and Altan, who was pressed under him, was still unconscious, but his breath gradually stabilized, with weak but continuous breathing.

After the doctor took the pulse, he was amazed and said that the toxin was still in the body, but it was suppressed by something, temporarily out of danger, and maybe he could endure it for a few more days.

The Wala men rushed out of the tent, knelt down and worshiped Changshengtian, yelling non-stop, and all of them burst into tears.

Su Yan was still in a daze, feeling that this scene of sudden death and resurrection was a bit fantastic.

But Altan was still alive, and he felt sincerely happy because of this. He silently thanked the main gods of Taoism, Buddhism, and other major religions for a round, and hoped that they would make persistent efforts and bravely climb the peak of miracles.

In the end, his hands and feet were limp and weak, and Jin Yiwei helped him get off Altan.

On the grassland of Qingshui River, Chu Yuan's subordinates came galloping on horseback, lifted the curtain to enter the account, and reported to Su Yan: "Commander Chu checked the roster one by one, and there are indeed five missing people under Huo Canjun's command."

"What did Huo Dun say?" Su Yan sat on the edge of the couch, took the face towel and wiped his sweat.Gao Shuo half-kneeled to re-bandage the wound on his palm.

"Huo Canjun said that the five soldiers disappeared for no reason, and they were discovered during the dinner roll call. They thought they had fled privately together, and they were about to lead a team to arrest them."

Su Yan threw away the scarf and got up, and said to the other side, "Take me to see the bodies of those five people."

Before he was about to leave the tent, he hesitated for a moment, turned back, and put on the robe for Altan, who was almost naked, with his own hands.

Before leaving, he touched the light blue hair tie wrapped around the other's left arm.The end of the hairband was hanging down, and the jade pieces in the shape of bamboo leaves knocked against each other, making a very slight clear sound.

"Altan," Su Yan said softly, like a plea, but also like an order, "live."