The 99th Bowl of Soup Dream (2)

The barrenness and horror of Xijiang are far beyond their imagination. Poor mountains and rivers, with no ammunition and no food, come to this place, it is tantamount to looking for death, but they all sighed, thinking that one day they would return to the capital to get a response. thing. If the Song and Jin Dynasties can't go back, none of the emperor's spirits in the sky can rest in peace!

After listening to the generous speeches of the two little old men, Qing Huan chuckled lightly: "Xiaosheng knows, just stay."

When the two elders heard this, they were overjoyed and exchanged their first names. Qing Huan only learned that the two surnamed Zhou and Fan. Others called them Zhou Lao and Fan. Although the two elders felt that Qing Huan’s first name was somewhat similar Women, but whose women will come to places like Xijiang? Look at the appearance of this young scholar, Swen Junxiu, at first glance, he is from a high school, how can he be a person raised in Xijiang. Besides, most of the women in this dynasty are delicate and gentle. Although this person is slender, he is full of heroic spirit, knowledgeable and talented. He is probably young and beautiful indistinguishable from male to female. It will be better if he grows longer.

Soon, Qing Huan used her excellent personality charm to become a piece with everyone around Song Jin. Everyone liked her, a gentle and funny little boy, and the two elders directly called her name affectionately.

Compared with the people in Xicheng who can't even eat the grass roots and bark, the crude palace food is obviously better. It doesn't matter what you eat, it's pretty good to be full. They knew what kind of place Xijiang was before they came, but the three princes have been dormant for many years and their power is overwhelming. They can't resist. They can only temporarily succumb for self-protection. Therefore, on the way, although Song Jin pretended to be in disguise, he was on the carriage He still brought a lot of things, all from the Emperor's residence. The new emperor was generous, and he would take them away with a wave of his hand. The original idea was to make the Emperor's grandson "violently die" in the middle of the road. If they didn't die, these treasures naturally did not belong to the new emperor.

The new emperor, who has spent a lot of money for so many years, is probably dripping blood in his heart.

Three days later, the king of Xijiang woke up. His wounds have completely stopped bleeding and began to scab, but the remaining poison is still unclear, and Qing Huan needs to be taken care of. He opened his eyes when she was giving him his pulse. He was probably a little confused. Song Jin stared at her obsessively for a long time, until Qing Huan was about to remove the golden needle, and then he noticed that he was awake: "The prince is awake? "She hurriedly called the second elder, Zhou Lao and Fan Lao were waiting for her to finish the injection, but they heard her say that the prince was awake, and she was overjoyed. When she came in, she really woke up!

Song Jin took his eyes away from Qing Huan, his face was still very pale, his thin lips still had a faint black green: "Old Lao is worried."

"What the prince said, this is what we should do!"

They had already negotiated on the road when they came. Since the new emperor asked him to be the prince, then they would regard him as the real king of Xijiang, how to wait until the future to talk about it, the immediate crisis will always pass, he is no longer The grandfather of the emperor is protecting Huang Changsun who is in pain. He is in a dangerous situation right now. If he doesn't live up to his strength, no matter how many capable people and ministers are there, it is not enough.

Others don't know what Song Jin is thinking, but Qing Huan feels that he should be a bit redundant here. Song Jin has just woke up, and there should be something to discuss with him. But as soon as she started, she heard Song Jin’s slightly hoarse voice: "This is..."

"This is Young Master Meng. It was he who saved you, the prince. Without him, the old minister and others really don't know what to do!" Zhou Lao said as he said, grief came from him, and he almost shed tears.

Fan Lao's eyes were red, probably because he thought of the appearance that Song Jin was about to die before lying on the bed. He told Song Jin: "Little Young Master Meng is our great benefactor, prince, we can repay our kindness, and we can't be such ruthless people!"

This ruthless and unjust, naturally cursed the one who is sitting on the dragon chair now.

"...Thanks a lot."

Qing Huan accepted the thanks and smiled and said: "I won't bother you. The prince needs more rest. After the two elders have said things, please let the prince rest. I'll see if the medicine is ready."

When Qing Huan was gone, Fan Lao gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you do this! The poison on that arrow will not only kill people, but it will be saved in time, and you will also become a useless person. If you hadn't encountered this Meng Xiao Son, we have no future to speak of!"

Song Jin asked softly: "Did he save me?"

"Yes, the older you are, the more experience you have. I saw the doctors in Xicheng are quack doctors! I saw your wound and yelled that it could not be cured. I started begging for mercy on the neck of the knife holder. The young man is capable and courageous!" Zhou Lao said angrily, and then lowered his voice. "My lord, this person is young and promising, so wise and erudite, if he can use it for his own use, it will be a great help."

This is the real reason why they racked their brains to keep Qinghuan. Taking care of the prince is only one of them. The most important thing is that they want Qinghuan to be a counselor in the Song and Jin Dynasties. Even if they are not a counselor, there is such a person around them. Great doctors, they will be able to relax a lot in the future.

Song Jin nodded: "When I get better, I will personally ask him to help me."

As a monarch, you must be a courteous corporal, and I am not ashamed to ask. Elder Zhou and Fan are very satisfied and nodded and said: "The prince does not need to worry now. The most important thing is to maintain your health. You are still young, so you can't leave any root of the disease. Come."

After that, Song Jin drank the bitter medicine for another month before he was finally allowed to get out of bed and walk. In fact, his legs are still a bit weak, but he is strong, and he will never show that he needs to be supported even when he walks. After lying on the bed for so long, he really doesn't want to stay anymore.

Ye Ye closed his eyes and remembered everything about the capital. It was vividly remembered. He didn't even see the emperor's grandfather for the last time, so he was rushed to Xijiang by the three emperors.

Do you think this can defeat him?

impossible.

One day, he will go back and let that person pay back what he owes with the profit.

Song Jin was in a trance when someone knocked on the table in front of him, and when he looked up, it was Qing Huan. Holding a bowl of soup medicine in her hand, she stared at him: "What's wrong with the prince, I haven't drunk the first bowl of medicine yet? Look, there is no heat."

Song Jin awakened like a dream, and quickly apologized, then drank it all, and took the second bowl. He drank the medicine once in the morning and evening, two bowls at a time, and had an hour to soak in the medicinal bath at noon. Although I don't know medicine, and I haven't seen a treatment like Qinghuan, but the body is indeed recovering quickly, even healthier and stronger than before the injury. So Song Jin was very grateful to Qing Huan, and he also admired this beautiful boy very much.

No one can beat someone who seems weak but tough. Now his subordinates are looking for two tricks from the young man every day. Song Jin really hopes that he will get better soon and can also discuss with Qing Huan, so that he does not have to look at other people being repaired by him and be greedy.

"Master, Zhou Lao and Fan Lao talked to me today, and they want to keep me down and work for the prince."

Song Jin was taken aback: "He, did they say it?" Why did the little old man do this! Obviously he had explained this, he would have said it himself!

Where did Song Jin know that it has been so long and he didn’t tell Qinghuan. The two elders thought he was embarrassed. After all, people saved you for free, and you can’t give them anything and they have to stay to help you. Too unreasonable-you know that they have basically nothing now, and it must be very difficult to succeed, but this young man Xianyunyehe obviously prefers a life of wanton wandering. How about this! The wicked, they will do it!

So the loyal courtiers of the Song and Jin Dynasties discussed it and agreed that they should stay with Young Master Meng, so that in the future there would be no need to worry about the prince’s body, and even their lives would be guaranteed! Where to find such a good thing? !

After a month of getting along with each other, Song Jin and Qing Huan had a very happy conversation. It was quite speculative. Song Jin trusted her very much when he first saw her, and also very strange that he didn't want her to work too hard and be him. The counsellors of this country will certainly not be too safe. So in his own heart, he has not spoken, and he did not mean to save her.

"Yes." Qing Huan put away the medicine bowl she had finished drinking. "Master, guess what my answer is?"

She had already got up and left, but Song Jin became nervous: "What, what?"

Qinghuan walked to the door and smiled slightly: "I promised. In the future, I am willing to do the best for the prince."

Song Jin sat at the table for a long time before he punched it on the table and smiled.

"hiss……"

The table is still too hard after all.

Qing Huan promised to stay, and the people in the house changed his name from the little son to Mr. Meng. She accepted all of them without changing her expression. What happened to Mr. Scream, she just looked small, and she used this appearance. I'm used to it. My bones are older than these people plus together, let alone my husband, even my ancestors can afford it.

As the Song and Jin Dynasties improved, they also began to think of ways to solve the current situation in Xijiang. Zhou Lao has verified that there are a total of 200,000 troops in Xijiang, but Xijiang is still being harassed by Husbands every year. If Husbands appear on Xicheng Street, the people of Zhou Dynasty will kneel down immediately in shock and dare not dare. He waited for them to pass by before daring to get up.

What makes Hu people so arrogant? What do these 200,000 troops do for food?

Qing Huan did not suggest that Song Jin surrender to the new emperor. Once he surrendered, it would be treason. But that position should belong to him. It would be better to seek wealth and danger and fight hard to win the 200,000 Western Army. , Based on this, outflanked the borders of the Zhou Dynasty and gradually eroded.