[Sword Three] Curate Tibet. Bet

It was another spring, Yanmen was closed for a moment to breathe, the enemy and our own recuperate, but I don't know how long this moment of peace can last.

The Tiance soldiers who went to support were wounded and temporarily transferred back. General Li Min led a team and handed over the garrison procedures with the border guards not far from Yanmen Pass. After handing over the garrison procedures, he immediately set off and rushed all the way back to Chang'an to report.

At that time, by the lakeside of the West Lake, the Cangjian Villa was handing over a new batch of rush-made weapons to the officers sent by Li Chengen. The owner of the villa, Ye Ying, stood on the Tianze Tower, looking at the unknown place with empty eyes, and the noise in front of the village It didn't seem to reach his ears for a moment.

"Master!" There was the sound of running in the long corridor, and a figure jumped behind Ye Ying after a while, and said with a playful smile: "Master, let me go with the escort task this time! Brother and the others have gone several times, Let me go once, too, okay?"

Ye Ying lowered her eyes, but her eyes didn't meet, and she said without tilting her head: "Ming'er, you just celebrated your birthday..."

"I'm nineteen! I'm nineteen!!" Ye Zhiming yelled, "Master Linzhi, Senior Brother Lingzhi was 17 years old and helped escort the goods, and even helped the sisters Xiu to eradicate a bunch of bandits!"

Ye Ying sighed inaudibly, who in the villa doesn't know Ye Zhiming's temperament?This is a temperament that thinks about it as soon as it comes out. If he has made up his mind, no one can stop him.

"Okay." Ye Ying turned around and walked into the house. She seemed to be tired, and her voice was a little ethereal, "Let your senior brother Lin Zhi go with you, pay attention to safety on the road, remember, don't cause trouble."

A flower almost bloomed on Ye Zhiming's face, he smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, he cupped his hands and said, "Yes!"

There were three whole carts loaded with newly-made weapons, and the wheels were pressed out of deep ruts by heavy wooden boxes.The wooden wheel squeaked, and the escorts were not in a hurry. Ye Zhiming was so happy when he left the village for Chang'an for the first time. Before leaving, he just wanted to tie him up and lock him with the weapons in the box.

"Isn't it just a delivery of goods? Such a thing is also worthy of joy? We must be careful of robbers and horse thieves along the way, and we must not slack off at all. Do you think it is such a fun thing?"

"There are bandits?" Ye Zhiming's attention immediately wandered, "Where is it? Wait for me to take them all together! The owner and General Li will definitely praise me!"

"General Li Chengen?"

"No, it's General Li Min!"

Ye Linzhi raised his eyebrows. Li Min had an impression of him. Li Chengen once brought him to visit the owner of the villa and stayed there for a while. Later, he was ordered to support Yanmen Pass. The new weapons are all for Li Chengen's sake, so how much money will they make if they are sold out?

Ye Linzhi loves to settle accounts in everything, and he has the abacus in his heart all the time. Because of this, he also looks after the accounts and business transactions of many parties in the village, so he naturally knows more news than Ye Zhiming.

"I heard that Li Min has been recalled to Chang'an." Ye Linzhi said, "I didn't expect you to still miss him."

"En..." Ye Zhiming turned his eyes away and pursed his lips, "I'm thirsty, senior brother, let's go to the inn ahead to rest."

Ye Linzhi looked at the back of his junior brother who ran away in a panic, and raised an eyebrow thoughtfully.

There is a problem, Ye Linzhi thought so.

When approaching Chang'an, a plague broke out in a small village.

It stands to reason that it is early spring, the beginning of all things, and the plague will not happen at this time anyway, but Ye Zhiming caught up with this matter. This is not something that can be done with only courage. The entourage stopped, stayed on one side of the hillside, and sent people to inquire about the news and find the doctor.

Ye Zhiming sent a letter back to the villa, and stood at the entrance of the inn with his sword in his hand, looking at the desolate scene down the mountain.This place is still some distance away from the village, and it is also the upper air outlet, so we are not afraid of the sudden spread of the plague.Ye Linzhi asked him to go into the house to rest, and not to come out if there is nothing to do, and he would think of a way after the doctor was found.

Ye Zhiming was a little unwilling, and said: "I am afraid that the nearest medical center is Chang'an, but we can all find out that there is a problem in the village. How can Chang'an not get news? See, brother, the village is dead. It’s like no one cares at all!”

Ye Linzhi frowned, reached out and tapped the middle of the younger brother's brows, "You are the only one who is smart? It's okay, don't think wildly, someone will definitely come up with a solution."

"What if there is no one?" Ye Zhiming said, "What if no one comes? Brother, are you going to take a detour?"

Ye Linzhi sighed, "If the owner of the village knew about it, he wouldn't just do nothing. Why are you so concerned about it? Our task is to deliver the goods to the general first, and other matters will have their own solutions."

"When the owner sends someone, I'm afraid everyone here will die."

Ye Linzhi felt impatient, and was about to reprimand him, when Ye Zhiming's eyes paused, and he said "Huh".

Following Ye Zhiming's gaze, he saw a few young soldiers running into the village with medicine baskets on their backs. In the distance, the clusters of red dots seemed to spread like small flames, lighting up the desperate people. pupil of the eye.

Ye Zhiming's eyes were also shining, he raised his sword and ran away, "I'll go and see!"

"Zhiming! You come back!" Ye Linzhi turned pale with shock, he reached out his hand but caught nothing, and Ye Zhiming jumped directly from the middle of the mountain with a vertical leap.

This is how Zhou Xian got to know Ye Zhiming.

The golden boy was like a maple leaf in early autumn, but it didn't fall lightly, but fell down in the air with the sound of wind.

If he hadn't been able to hide quickly, he would have been smashed into meatloaf.

Holding the medicine basket, Zhou Xian looked blankly at Ye Zhiming. Ye Zhiming was taller than him, with a long sword in his hand and an epee taller than him on his back. .

The blade didn't even have a scabbard, the cold air was exposed, and the confidence was flamboyant. The 19-year-old boy looked radiant, and looked straight at Zhou Xian with his dark eyes, as if he wanted to take him into his eyes.

It took Zhou Xian a long time to recover his voice, he recognized the weapon of the visitor, the hilt was engraved with the logo of Hidden Sword Villa, and he knew it at a glance.

"People from Hidden Sword Villa?"

Ye Zhiming ran over, "You know me?"

"..." Zhou Xian frowned, always felt that this young man was too flamboyant, his whole body dazzled when he got close.

He lowered his head as a greeting, "Many of the weapons in my Tiance Mansion are made by Hidden Sword Villa, I will never forget this kindness."

Hearing this, Ye Zhiming looked at his luggage in surprise, only to realize that this group of people were indeed from Tiance Mansion, but they didn't seem to have any military rank, they were just soldiers running errands.

"What's your name?" Ye Zhiming glanced at the medicine basket, and reached out to help him get it, "I'm Ye Zhiming."

Zhou Xian avoided his hand and walked forward, "Zhou Xian."

Ye Zhiming followed and looked at his face.This child looks to be about fourteen or five years old, his face is still childish, his forehead, neck, and ears are covered with wounds, the back of his hands and knuckles are also bloody, and some of the wounds are still swollen. He was injured for collecting medicine.

"Zhou Xian, what medicine did you take?"

"Healing medicine."

"What disease?"

"Plague."

Ye Zhiming looked left and right, and there were many children around Zhou Xian's age, who were lighting the herbs in different places to smoke them, and someone brought a large pot and set it up in the middle of the village to start boiling.

The steam was steaming, and the surrounding temperature quickly became a little high.

Ye Zhiming said: "How do you know what medicine to use? Has anyone else come here besides you? How did the plague break out here? Does the emperor know about this? Who sent you here?"

Ye Zhiming opened his mouth and chattered, Zhou Xian kept frowning and didn't make a sound. After he finished burning the grass, he threw another part of the herbs into the cauldron, and then went out again with the empty herb basket on his back.

"The gentleman from Ten Thousand Flowers Valley is just ahead, and some patients have already moved there." He only replied, "You should leave quickly, this disease is not easy to deal with."

Ye Zhiming: "What about you?"

"I'm in good health, I'm not in the way." Zhou Xian puffed out his small chest slightly, with a stern face like a little grown-up, "Defending the family and the country, showing compassion for the people, is what a man should do."

Ye Zhiming stopped in his tracks, silently watching the thin little figure go out of the village, and after a while he chased after him.

"I'll be with you," he said, "I can run faster than you, jump higher than you, and I can help you."

Fortunately, the medicinal herb is in the woods not far from the village, but it is close to the stream. The water in the early spring is still icy cold, and the place where the medicinal herb grows is mixed with other weeds. On the back of the hand, the wound will immediately itch and swell.

Ye Zhiming kept the children out, and went in to collect herbs by himself. After picking for a long time, his clothes were torn, the backs of his hands were also torn, and the trousers were soaked by the stream water, and it was cold on his legs.

Holding up the medicine basket, Zhou Xian quit when he saw his appearance, "Don't be so busy, I'll do it, you come out."

Ye Zhiming didn't care, and said with a smile, "What's this little injury?"

Zhou Xian didn't agree, he just pulled Ye Zhiming out, pushed him out of the weeds, and ran in by himself, "If you come in again, I will apologize to the general when I go back."

"what?"

"I was supposed to do the medicine collection. Not only did I give someone a false hand, but I also injured you. This is my negligence."

Ye Zhiming: "..."

He had never seen such a dull child.

Zhou Xian was very determined, Ye Zhiming had no choice but to stand outside and wait for him, waiting for a basket of medicine to be harvested, the child had a few more wounds on his face and hands, which made people feel distressed.

Ye Zhiming frowned, took out the golden sore medicine from his arms, took the child's hand, and said while applying the medicine, "I'm taller than you, even if I lower my head, it won't hurt my face, but it's just some skin trauma, almost The sky will be fine, why are you so obstinate?"

Zhou Xian didn't speak, but looked at Ye Zhiming with big black eyes. His two finger joints were a little swollen, so Ye Zhiming helped him carry the medicine basket, and led him out of the forest.

"How much more?"

"...It depends on the specific situation."

"How do you get kids to do this? Everyone else?"

"Brothers are all tired and injured, let us do these small things." Zhou Xian sniffed, with a serious and serious face on his face, "I'm not a child anymore, I'm fifteen. "

"Yes, yes, you are an adult." The 19-year-old boy himself was not much older, but he set up the score first, and looked down at him, "Who is your leader?"

"General Li Min."

"what!"

Zhou Xian followed Ye Zhiming to a stop and looked up at him blankly.

"You mean Brother Li Min?"

Zhou Xian blinked, "You know him?"

Ye Zhiming became happy, "Where is he? Is he nearby?"

"The gate of the city." Seeing that he was not moving, Zhou Xian took his hand from the opponent's and walked forward on his own, "It's at the place of the gentleman from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers."

The author has something to say: The 90s of Jisan is over, and the new world has begun again. I have been talking about writing my favorite curation for a long time, so I just took advantage of the launch of level 95 to make a hole.Short story, it will end soon~