Seiwa

After the imperial army arrived in Pingxiang, the sick generals and soldiers gradually improved.

Due to the "sick meal" advocated by Bo Xingningbo, under the hard work of the Huotou army, the frontier soldiers with good health became much stronger after recovering from illness.

Zhu Neng's condition also began to ease. Although he was so thin that he was out of shape, his spirit improved a lot. He was no longer groggy and unable to do things.

"The new medicine is very useful."

The good doctor who had doubts about Shen Xuan's decision couldn't help feeling ashamed.Thanks to his self-confessed family background, and the appreciation of Zhao Yuan, he thought that this trip would make a great contribution, and he might be promoted to Beijing and honored as a family.Excessive pride leads to arrogance, self-importance, and stubbornness, which almost misses the opportunity to cure the disease.

If Xing Ningbo hadn't advocated and Duke Ding ruled out his objections, most of the sick officers and soldiers would have been in dire straits.

After causing such a catastrophe, you still want to be full of glory?It was a fluke to avoid death and exile.

Thinking of this, the good doctor broke out in a cold sweat, and discussed with several colleagues that he should take advantage of the time when the army was rectified, and go to Xingningbo to make an apology.

"Uncle Xingning's foresight and insight are beyond our reach. As we have done before, if you falsely claim to be a doctor, your ancestors will be ashamed."

"What brother Li said is even true."

The good doctors who accompanied the army on the expedition, except for a few medical officers, were mostly doctors recruited from Huimin Pharmacy Bureau and folk medical clinics.However, most of them are in their prime years, and the oldest ones are no more than half a hundred years old. Their medical skills are only average, and their strength lies in their physical strength.

As a military doctor, it is not uncommon to go to the battlefield with the army all the way.No matter how advanced the medical skill is, one cannot do it without enough physical strength and endurance.

Invite someone from the Tai Hospital?

The emperor approved, and the military man may not be happy.

It's really inhumane for an old man with a smooth ear to follow the army all the way.Furthermore, under the leadership of Zhao Yuanjuan, the research spirit of the imperial physicians has continuously stepped up to a new level. If you cut off your finger, you need to get a needle on your forehead. When you sneeze, you have to get a needle on your forehead. The brave soldier will also be overwhelmed.

A good doctor with the army has been in the army for a long time, and his temper and personality will be affected to some extent, which is slightly different from ordinary doctors.

Everyone in the army was very aware of this, and Meng Qinghe also had a deep understanding after being pointed at his nose and questioned face to face.

Civil servants in Ming Dynasty have personalities, and good doctors also have personalities.

There is no distinction between medicine and Confucianism, and it makes sense when you think about it carefully.

The good doctors corrected their mistakes and went to Meng Qinghe to apologize one after another.Although there were no more than two or three people who dared to reprimand Uncle Xing Ning face-to-face for his reckless disregard of human life, those who held the same opinion always accounted for the majority.

Now, the facts have proved that Uncle Xingning is right, his stubbornness is wrong, it is no big deal to bow his head and admit his mistake.

Meng Qinghe really didn't expect this to happen.

After sending away three waves of good doctors, seeing that the matter was not over, he had to hide in Shen Xuan's military tent under the pretext of discussing the military situation.

As a general in the army, it is shameful to continue to live in the tent of the chief general.Meng Qinghe gritted his teeth and insisted, vowing not to compromise, only in exchange for the treatment of living alone.

But when he encountered embarrassing things, he had to hide in Shen Xuan's tent.

Looking at Duke Ding, who was holding his cheek with one hand, with a handsome face and a silent smile, Meng Twelve Lang grinned and begged to take him in.

"Are you in trouble?"

"The Duke of the country has a wonderful plan."

"You want me to help?"

"The Duke is unparalleled in wisdom!"

"Oh." The voice dragged on, and the slender fingers tapped the short case where the intelligence documents were placed, and said something that made Meng Qinghe want to vomit blood, "I'll think about it."

"Your Highness..."

"kindness?"

"It rained heavily last night, and my subordinates found that the tent was leaking, making it uninhabitable. Please take it in with the Duke."

Shen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his smile deepened, but he still didn't nod.

Meng Qinghe grinds his teeth, is this the rhythm for him to cry and hug his thigh?If he couldn't bear it any longer, he would immediately turn around and leave.Reluctantly being lined up to apologize and star-eyed, it's really Alexander, I can't hold it!

"My lord, it's almost enough?" Meng Qinghe glanced sideways outside the tent, the soldiers patrolling the battalion just passed by, and the personal soldiers were put in the pillars, very good!

As soon as the curtain fell, he walked up to Shen Xuan in a few steps, pressed his hands together, lowered his head, aimed at the smiling lips and blocked them.

After a while, he raised his head and licked the corner of his mouth, "Is this the end?"

Shen Xuan raised his eyebrows, brushed his lower lip with his thumb, and remained silent.

Meng Qinghe stared, isn't it?

to make!

He bowed his head again and continued to gag.

This time I used all my strength, the back of my head was pinned hard, my lower lip hurts a bit, and it will 100% leave a mark.

When we parted, I felt a little dizzy.

"My lord?"

He still wanted to jump up, but his shoulders were held down, his arms were clasped, and he crashed into the opponent's arms.

The armor was cool, which unexpectedly made him feel comfortable.

It was just a bump on the nose, and a sour feeling rushed into my head, making my head even more dizzy.

Shen Xuan clasped Meng Qinghe's shoulders, his black eyes were getting closer and closer, his breath brushed between his brows, and his forehead touched, after a long time, a deep voice came to his ears, "Does Twelfth Lang feel unwell?"

"what?"

Meng Qinghe blinked, and inadvertently, Shen Xuan's face was somewhat blurred.

"You have a fever."

When the voice fell, someone who was in a daze was immediately hugged, subconsciously wrapped his arms around Shen Xuan's shoulders, reacted a little slower, touched his forehead with one hand and smirked, "It's not hot..."

Shen Xuan was helpless.

Could it be that he was burned out?

"Come here, Doctor Liu please."

"Yes."

The soldiers outside the tent agreed, and there was a sound of swords and halberds rubbing against each other, and they went away quickly.

Meng Qinghe was placed on the couch in Shen Xuan's tent, subconsciously grabbed Shen Xuan's arm, and rubbed forward in a daze, it was the familiar Leng Xiang.Even during the march, Duke Ding's tent was still clean.

It's getting hotter.

Shen Xuan took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the side of the couch, pulled the man into his arms, and patted him lightly. Hearing that the soldiers outside the tent had returned the good doctor, he comforted Meng Qinghe and lay down.

The curtain was lifted, Doctor Liu Liang walked in with the medicine box on his back, saluted and said, "I have seen the Duke."

"Excuse me, Dr. Liu."

Shen Xuan seems to be cold, but he handles things with the dignity and grace of a family member.

Dr. Liu put down the medicine box and looked at Meng Qinghe who was on the couch. When he got his pulse, his expression became more serious.For a while, he ignored the overly intimate posture of Duke Ding and Uncle Xingning.

Not surprisingly, Meng Qinghe fell ill.

Fatigue combined with cold and severe fever.

Fortunately, it is not the same symptoms as Cheng Guogong, nor is it the malaria that even soldiers can't bear.Physician Liu Liang prescribed the medicine and handed it to Shen Xuan. They were all common medicinal materials, which were well prepared in the army.

"I sweated tonight, if I can reduce the fever, it's fine. It's just..."

"Doctor Liu might as well speak up."

"I believe that Uncle Xingning should rest and recuperate, and it is not appropriate to continue marching with the army."

The tent fell into silence, Shen Xuan pondered for a moment, and said: "This matter will be considered by the officer. Doctor Liu will step back for now."

"Yes."

Doctor Liu Liang left the military tent and personally instructed the doctors to make medicine.

Shen Xuan sat on the edge of the couch, with calloused fingertips, lightly brushed across Meng Qinghe's cheek, and was suddenly grabbed.

"I'm fine." Meng Qinghe felt that no strength was needed, but he still clenched his hands tightly. There seemed to be a voice in his brain telling him that he couldn't let go. Alright. Really, I have been using Zhao Yuanpan’s pills all the time, and I have taken care of them. I was not careful this time, and I won’t do it next time.”

Shen Xuan didn't speak, but fixedly looked at Meng Qinghe, inexplicable emotion flashed in his black eyes, he suddenly leaned over, lay on the couch, put his chin on Meng Qinghe's neck, and gently rubbed his cheek.

"My lord?"

"kindness."

The voice was very low, Meng Qinghe's heart clenched tightly, he wrapped his arms around Shen Xuan's shoulders, and hugged him tightly.

"I'm fine, really." So, don't worry.

"……kindness."

The two of them didn't speak any more, until the voice of the soldiers came from outside the tent, and Shen Xuan raised his arms when the soup was ready.Meng Qinghe gritted his teeth while burning up.

Without him, the arm is numb.

The medicine was very bitter, Meng Qinghe wanted to take a sip, but Shen Xuan couldn't help feeding him spoonful by spoonful.

But three spoonfuls, the face wrinkled into a ball.

Good medicine tastes bitter, does it need to be so bitter?

It is seriously suspected that Coptis chinensis was added to the medicine.

"Grandpa...Ziyu...I'll do it myself!"

Beauty can never be more gentle.

The atmosphere and so on, gentle and so on, are all floating clouds,

Who said being fed medicine by a beauty is enjoyment?Pure suffering, suffering!

Meng Qinghe snatched the medicine bowl with his last strength, his hands were so hot that he almost fell to the ground.

"Be careful."

Shen Xuan took the medicine bowl over again and held it very steady.

Meng Qinghe took a look at Shen Xuan, stretched out his finger, and poked the side of the bowl, his fingertip turned red.

"My lord, isn't it hot?"

"It's hot." Shen Xuan chuckled, lowered his head and sucked off the medicine stain from the corner of Meng Qinghe's mouth, "The medicine is more effective when it's hot. I know it's bitter, so Twelve Lang will bear it for now."

The spoon was brought to his mouth again, Meng Qinghe opened his mouth, remembering the heat of the medicine bowl just now, it seems that there will be no more bitterness.

After drinking a bowl of medicine, Meng Qinghe's eye circles turned red.

Maybe sick people are fragile, hugging Shen Xuan regardless, without raising their heads.

"Twelve Lang, let go first."

It's not loose, just love it!

Shen Xuan simply lifted the man up, hugged him in his arms, put the medicine bowl on the ground, the people in the military tent did not make a sound, unless there was a serious military situation, the personal guards would not raise the curtain to break in without authorization.

"Twelve Lang."

"kindness."

"This time it was Xuan's negligence.

"No!" Meng Qinghe finally looked up, "I said I was not careful."

"After all..." A big hand stroked Meng Qinghe's hair, "I didn't think well."

Meng Qinghe wanted to say no again, but was held in Shen Xuan's arms, "The army will set off in the future, and Twelve Lang will stay behind."

"Stay? But..."

"Although Cheng Guogong is not in danger of his life, it is not appropriate to go on the expedition. Twelve Lang stays, and he should take care of Cheng Guogong." Shen Xuan slightly lowered his voice, "Li Qingqing, the magistrate of Pingxiang County, is loyal to the court. Although he can be entrusted, But Xuan believed in Twelve Lang even more."

Knowing it was an excuse, but couldn't find any reason to refute it.

Historically, Zhu Neng, the Duke of Cheng, died of illness before the army invaded Annan. Emperor Yongle stopped court for five days to express his condolences, and posthumously named Zhu Neng the King of Dongping, posthumously titled Wu Lie.

With the new medicine brought back by Ding Qianhu, Zhu Neng's condition is still serious, but he has passed the critical point of life and death. As long as he takes good care of him, there will be no accidents, and it will not be a problem to live for 40 to [-] years.

But given the current situation, it is impossible to continue to lead the army, and staying in Pingxiang to recuperate is the most appropriate way.

"Do you really want me to stay?"

"Yes." Shen Xuan said sternly, "One is to recuperate the illness of Twelve Langs, and the other is that when the army passes by, the local officials in Guangxi and other places and the lords of Fanbang may please go out with the army, or send envoys to see them. The illness has not healed, so it is inconvenient to spend more energy, and the generals and courtiers who accompany the army have shortcomings, or they cannot obey the generals, so there is no way to protect civil servants. Twelve Langs are brave and resourceful, which is the best."

"..." The words were good words, but why did he always feel that something was wrong?Is it because the fever hasn't subsided and his head is confused, or is it because the grandpa's language skills are too high, so he can't find any clues?

I can't figure it out, but when it comes to this, Meng Qinghe can't continue to refuse, so he can only pinch his nose and nod in agreement.

Stay and stay.

With Shen Xuan's force value, even if Annan jumps around again, nothing will happen.

"I listen to the Duke."

After the words fell, Meng Qinghe closed his eyes and lay down.

When the medicine was strong, he began to feel drowsy.

It seems that there is Coptis chinensis in the decoction, and there are sleeping ingredients.

Shen Xuan smiled lightly, lying on his side beside Meng Qinghe, resting his head on one hand, his breath wafted into Meng Qinghe's ears, "Twelve Lang."

Meng Qinghe closed his eyes even tighter, waved his hands, and said, "Don't disturb me, I'm sleeping."

Shen Xuan simply fell on Meng Qinghe's body, laughing more wantonly.

Meng Twelve Lang was furious, turned sideways, stared, tossing about the patient, it's not lawful!

The more she stared, the harder Shen Xuan laughed.Like the spring breeze blowing, the ice and snow have just melted.

The smile was too dazzling, Meng Qinghe had long forgotten to go back to his military tent, and lay down again, he couldn't bear it if he couldn't see it!

As a result, the nose was pinched,

I can't bear it anymore, I can't bear it anymore!

Uncle Meng was angry with his guts, and his strength came from his chest, ignoring the comparison of force value, he jumped up and rushed with all his strength.

The result is very obvious. Under the countermeasures of the Duke, Uncle Meng changed from a standing upright to a standing servant.

His hands and feet were all trapped, and he couldn't move. Instead, he was sweating all over his body. The heat in his body seemed to evaporate with the sweat, and he felt much lighter immediately.

"Is it better?" Shen Xuan pressed Meng Qinghe's forehead, not paying attention to the sweat on the other's face, and a smile stained his eyes, "The heat has subsided a bit."

Meng Qinghe couldn't come back to his senses in a daze, his hands and feet had been let go, and soon he was wrapped in the quilt again.

Shen Xuan got up, asked the personal guards to bring hot water, twisted the cloth towel, and said with a smile, "Extend your hand."

Meng Qinghe stretched out his hand obediently.

While helping Uncle Meng wipe his sweat, Grandpa Guo stretched his brows with a smile, and there was no trace of coldness.

"Okay, go to sleep."

With one command and one movement, Meng Qinghe lay down honestly. After a long while, he finally understood what was going on, and his neck and ears turned red.

This time, the Duke's laughter came out of the tent.

The personal guard in charge of the coach's safety exchanged a knowing glance, "Don't listen to evil, and continued to press the knife with one hand, majestic and majestic, COS in the goal post.

The next day, Meng Qinghe's enthusiasm disappeared, Shen Xuan raised his account, summoned generals, and announced his decision to march into Annan in the near future.

In the afternoon, Jin Yiwei and the emperor ordered Pegasus to arrive.

"The imperial conquest of Annan's deputy general army, Dingguo Gong Shen Xuan wears the seal of the general conquering Yi, and serves as the general officer. Xiping Hou Musheng is still the left deputy general, Xincheng Hou Zhang Fu is the right deputy general, and Yunyang Bo Chen Xu is the right general, leading the division to conquer Annan .”

After the decree, the generals were encouraged by the decree, "In the past, Emperor Kao Taizu Gao ordered the general Kaiping Wang Chang Yuchun, and the partial general Qiyang Wang Li Wenzhong to lead the army to the north to conquer the desert. Kaiping died in Liuhechuan, Qiyang The king was ordered to lead the generals to wipe out the remnants of the Yuan, and finally to make great achievements. You should follow the example of the predecessors, be determined to be self-improving, work together, and wipe out traitors. Build the name of all things, and entrust it to me."

"The ministers and others obey the order, long live my emperor!"

Headed by Shen Xuan, Zhu Neng was also supported, and bowed in the direction of the capital.

When the order was delivered, Jin Yiwei took the military information reported by the army, galloped again, and disappeared in an instant with billowing smoke and dust.

Meng Qinghe couldn't help sighing, in terms of knowing people and making good use of them, Emperor Yongle should be promoted.

If Yang Duo and his lieutenants knew about Xing Ningbo's sigh, they don't know what to think.After all, it was Xing Ningbo himself who helped Jin Yiwei develop new business.

At the end of October in the fourth year of Yongle, Dingguo Gong Shen Xuan led the army to conquer Annan.

Wearing black armor, Shen Xuan set up a big banner, blared drums and horns, and worshiped the mountains and rivers in Annan.

Li Jun, who joined the army, denounced Annan's 80 major crimes at the pass, saying that the emperor of Shangguo was furious and ordered [-] people to punish the traitors, and said that Li's crimes were heinous. .His Majesty the Emperor has strictly ordered the soldiers to be innocent.Officials who were coerced by rebels, if they can change their mistakes, they will still be in their original posts, and the past will not be blamed.If you die without repentance, you will be regarded as a traitor and will be punished.

People from various countries who do business in Annan or are robbed by rebels can go to the military gate to report themselves, and then they can be escorted back to the country.Those who are willing to stay in business can stay.If the father and son of the Li thief can be sent to the military gate, they will be rewarded with a heavy reward.

Waiting to wipe out the rebels, we should call the elders of the country to seek the descendants of the Chen family, avenge their injustice, and restore their throne.Above is the vice-emperor's kindness, and below is the hope of comforting the people.

In short, following the traitors of the Li family will not end well, and the right way is to abandon the dark and turn to the bright.

Daming dispatched troops to help the Annan people get rid of the oppression of the rebels and save the people from the fire and water.

When the rebels are wiped out, they will still visit the descendants of the Chen family to become King Annan.

What kind of spirit is this?

It is clearly the spirit of internationalism that is friendly to the world!

If the XXX Peace Prize of the fifteenth century is to be awarded, Emperor Yongle of the Ming Dynasty should be the best candidate for the award.

Peaceful and fraternal, urgency for those in need, saving people from water and living, selflessly helping neighboring weak and small countries to resist violence, and helping countries in the depths of the X world anytime, anywhere.

On the greatest statesman and pacifist of the [-]th century, Emperor Yongle deserves it!

After reciting the inverse text and counting Annan's crimes, Li Jun, who joined the army as the Minister of the Ministry of War, wiped off his sweat. He was really beyond human beings, and he was able to write such articles. Xingning Bo is really all-rounder in civil and military affairs, and the pillar of the country. !

On Dingyou in October of the fourth year of Yongle, the Ming army's rebellion documents spread to neighboring states. King Annan Hu, who was originally surnamed Li, also fully understood that his life had entered a countdown.

In Gengzi in October, with the rumble of cannons, the Battle of Annan officially kicked off.

Standing at the top of Pingxiang City, Meng Qinghe and Zhu Neng held up their clairvoyance and looked towards the sound of the cannon, only to see a dense forest and continuous black smoke.

After a long time, Meng Qinghe put down his clairvoyance, shook his sore neck, turned to the Pingxiang County Magistrate who was by his side, and smiled gently.

"Li Daling, I have something I want to ask Daling for help."

"Despite my uncle's orders, I will definitely do my best."

"You don't have to be so serious." Meng Qinghe said with a smile, "Should Li Daling know about the imperial court ordering the coastal provinces to build ships?"

"Your subordinate knows a thing or two."

"Shipbuilding requires a lot of wood, should Li Daling know that?"

Li Qingqing nodded and said: "The lower official knows."

"Then," Meng Qinghe narrowed his eyes with a smile, handed the clairvoyance to Li Qingqing's hand, and motioned him to look in Annan's direction, "Looking at all this, doesn't Li Daling think there is something to do?"

Promote the downgrading and development of Pingxiang County, and the road to getting rid of poverty and becoming rich is just around the corner!

After Meng Qinghe's so-and-so, so-and-such explanation, Li Qingqing's hands trembled, his cheeks flushed with excitement, and he clenched his fists. Uncle Xing Ning pointed out the way, and the officer was very grateful!

Thank you, and quickly rushed down to the top of the city, summoned the nearby native officials and the elderly in the county, and started the mobilization work.

At the top of the city, Zhu Neng gave Meng Qinghe a thumbs up, "Great talent!"

Meng Qinghe said modestly, "Don't dare."

Zhu Neng squinted his eyes, is this officer involved in this matter?

Meng Qinghe nodded, that's natural!

A prince and an uncle looked at each other and smiled, looking at the vast forest in the distance, their eyes sparkled with gold.

It's all money!