Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum Chapter 999: The ninety-ninth bowl of soup dream (2)

The ninety-ninth bowl of soup dream (2)

The barren and terrifying western Xinjiang is far beyond their imagination. The mountains and rivers are poor, and there is no ammunition and food. Coming to this place is tantamount to seeking death, but they all hold their breath, thinking of returning to the capital one day, taking something that responds. If Song Jin could not go back, the spirits of the late emperor would not be able to rest in peace!

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

When the two elders heard it, they were overjoyed and exchanged their first and last names. Qing Huan just learned that the two were surnamed Zhou and Fan, and everyone else called them Zhou Lao and Fan Lao. Some of them look like women, but whose women would come to a place like Xijiang? Looking at the handsome appearance of this little scholar, it seems that he came from a high school, so how could he be raised in this place in Xijiang? Besides, most of the women of this dynasty are delicate and gentle. Although this person is slender, but full of heroic spirit, erudite and talented, he is probably young, and the beauty is indistinguishable between males and females.

Soon, Qing Huan used her excellent personality to get along with everyone around Song Jin. Everyone liked her as a gentle and funny little boy, and the two elders called her by her name.

Compared to the common people in Xicheng who can't even eat grass roots and bark, the crude food in the royal palace is obviously better. Don't worry about what to eat, it's already very good if you can eat enough. Before they came, they knew what kind of place the western border was, but the three princes had been dormant for many years and their power was overwhelming. They couldn't resist. In order to protect themselves, they had to give in temporarily. Therefore, on the way here, although Song Jin disguised himself as the first place, but the carriage was on the way. He still brought a lot of things, all of which belonged to the palace of the eldest grandson. The new emperor was generous and let him take them all with a wave of his hand. The original idea was to let the eldest grandson "kill" in the middle of the road. If they didn't die, these treasures naturally wouldn't belong to the new emperor.

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

Three days later, the king of Xijiang woke up. His wound has completely stopped bleeding and started to scab over, but the residual poison is not clear, and he still needs Qing Huan to stay and look after him. He opened his eyes when she was taking his pulse, probably a little confused, Song Jin stared at her for a long time, until Qing Huan was about to take off the golden needle, he noticed that he was awake: "Your Highness is awake? She hurriedly called Er Lao, Zhou Lao and Fan Lao were both waiting outside for her to finish the injection, but unexpectedly heard her say that the lord was awake, and was overjoyed immediately, came in to see, really woke up!

Only then did Song Jin take his eyes away from Qing Huan. His face was still very pale, and his thin lips had a faint dark blue tone: "Lao Er Lao is worried."

"What the **** did the lord say, this is what we should do!"

They had already negotiated on the way when they came. Since the new emperor asked him to be the prince, then they would treat him as the king of the Western Border. How to wait until the future to talk about it, the current crisis will always pass, He is no longer the Huang Changsun who is protected and cared by the emperor's grandfather. Right now, he is in a dangerous situation. If he doesn't live up to his expectations, no matter how many capable people and ministers there are, it will not be enough.

No one else knows what Song Jin is thinking about, but Qing Huan feels that he should be a little redundant here. Song Jin has just woken up and should have some things to discuss with his own people. But as soon as she stepped forward, she heard Song Jin's slightly hoarse voice: "This is..."

"This is Young Master Meng, and it was he who saved you, the lord. Without him, the old minister and others would really not know what to do!" Zhou Lao said, suddenly sadness came from it, and he almost fell. shed tears.

Old Fan also had red eyes, probably thinking that Song Jin was lying on the bed before he was about to die. He told Song Jin: "Meng Xiaogongzi is our great benefactor, my lord, we have to repay our kindness, and we can't be such ruthless and unrighteous people!"

This is ruthless and unrighteous, and naturally it is to scold the one who is sitting on the dragon chair now.

“…Thank you.”

Qing Huan accepted this thank you and smiled, "I won't bother you any more. The lord still needs more rest. After the second elder has finished speaking, let the lord rest. I'll go and see if the medicine is ready." /

When Qing Huan left, Fan Lao gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you do this! The poison on that arrow will not only kill people, but even if they are rescued in time, they will be a waste. This young master Meng, we have no future to talk about!"

Song Jin asked softly, "He saved me?"

"Yeah, the older you get, the more experience you have. I saw that the doctors in Xicheng are all quacks! When I saw your wound, I cried out that it couldn't be cured, and I started begging for mercy on the neck of the knife holder. Which one? Young Master Meng is not even capable and courageous!" Elder Zhou said indignantly, and then lowered his voice. "My lord, this man is young and promising, and he is wise and knowledgeable. If he can use it for his own use, it will be a great help."

This is the real reason why they are racking their brains to keep Qing Huan. Taking care of the prince is only one of them. The most important thing is that they want Qing Huan to become Song Jin's advisor. With such a powerful doctor, 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 able to respect the virtuous and corporal, and don't be ashamed to ask questions. Zhou Fan and Er Lao were very satisfied, nodded and said: "My lord, there is no need to worry now, the most important thing at present is to take good care of your body, you are still young, but you can't be left behind. What's the root of the disease?"

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 little weak, but he is a strong man, and he will never let people see that he needs support even when walking. After lying on the bed for so long, he really doesn't want to stay any longer.

Closing his eyes every night, all he thinks of is the capital, vividly in his mind, he didn't even see the emperor's grandfather for the last time, and was driven to the western border by the third emperor's uncle.

Do you think this will break him?

Impossible.

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

Song Jin was in a trance when someone knocked on the table in front of him. He looked up and saw it was Qing Huan. She held a bowl of soup and medicine in her hand and stared at him: "What's wrong with your lord, you haven't drank the first bowl of medicine yet? Look, there's no heat left."

Song Jin woke up like a dream, and quickly apologized, then drank it and took the second bowl. He drank the medicine once in the morning and evening, two bowls at a time, and set aside an hour at noon to take a medicinal bath. Although I don't know medicine and I have never seen such a treatment method as Qing Huan, my body is indeed recovering rapidly, and it is even healthier and stronger than before the injury. So Song Jin was very grateful to Qing Huan, and he also admired this beautiful young man very much.

It seems weak, but no one can beat the strong. Now his subordinates have to ask the teenagers for advice on two tricks every day. Song Jin really hopes that he will get better soon, and he can also discuss with Qing Huan, so that he doesn't have to watch other people be repaired by him and be jealous.

"Your Highness, today Elder Zhou and Elder Fan asked me to tell me that they want to keep me and serve the Lord."

Song Jin was taken aback for a moment: "He, they said it?" Why is the little old man like this! Obviously he has explained this matter and he will say it himself!

How did Song Jin know? It's been so long since he didn't tell Qing Huan. The second old man thought that he was embarrassed. After all, they saved you for free. , This is too unreasonable - you must know that they basically have nothing now, and it must be very difficult to succeed, but this young man, Xianyun Yehe, obviously prefers a life of wanton wandering. How about this! The wicked will do it!

So the loyal courtiers of Song Jin discussed it and agreed that Young Master Meng should stay, so that they would not have to worry about the prince's health in the future, and even their little lives would be guaranteed! Where can you find such a good thing? !

After a month of getting along, Song Jin and Qing Huan had a very good talk and were quite speculative. Song Jin trusted her very much when he saw her for the first time, and strangely didn't want to make her work too hard , to be his advisor, it will not be complete. So privately, he never opened his mouth, and he didn't mean to save her.

"Yes." Qing Huan put away the finished medicine bowl. "Your Highness, guess what my answer is?"

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

Qing Huan walked to the door and smiled slightly: "I promised. In the future, I would like to serve the prince and serve the dog and horse."

Song Jin sat at the table for a while before punching the table with a smile.

"His..."

The table is still too hard.

Since Qing Huan agreed to stay, the people in the house called him from Young Master to Mr. Meng. She answered all of them without changing her face. What happened to Mr. Shout, she just looked small. The vice looks are used to it, and the bones are older than the age of these people combined, let alone the master, even the ancestors can bear it.

As Song Jin's health improved, they also began to think of ways to solve the current situation in Western Xinjiang. Elder Zhou has already verified that there are 200,000 troops in the Western Xinjiang, but the Western Xinjiang is still harassed by the barbarians every year. If there are barbarians on the streets of Xicheng, the people of the Zhou Dynasty will immediately kneel in fear, and they will not dare to head. Lift it and wait for them to pass by before daring to get up.

What makes the Hu people dare to be so arrogant? What do these 200,000 troops eat?

Qing Huan does not recommend Song Jin to surrender to the new emperor. Once surrender is revolted, it would be a rebellion, but that person should belong to him, it is better to seek wealth and wealth and risk, and fight hard to win the 200,000 The Western Xinjiang Army, on this basis, flanked inward from the Zhou Dynasty border and gradually eroded.