Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 337: Completely complete
Qibei County·Prefectural Mansion
Uncle Zhong Qin originally planned to sleep soundly. He only slept on the bed, but he was uneasy. There was a big stone in his heart and he couldn't breathe.
"Boom" burst into the sky with a thunder and roar, and the crackling rain fell, and became more upset, so he got up, stepped on his shoes for two steps, and couldn't help thinking: "At this time in the state city, the county king and Pei Ziyun have already entered the city. Right?"
"Wow" a flash of lightning flashed across, lighting up the room white, Uncle Zhong Qin's heart tightened, and muttered: "Ying Zhou is leveled, I don't know how the court will deal with it and promote it?"
After thinking about it for a long time, the more irritable I became, I remembered the prisoner-of-war camp and the wounded camp again, and immediately hurried out of the room and called for an entourage.
It's raining heavily. Uncle Zhong Qin is wearing a dress and holding an umbrella. The ground is muddy and water is flowing, so it's not easy to walk.
"Who?" The guard soldiers outside the prisoner camp heard the voice, raised their spear and shouted, with a vigilant face, carefully looking ahead.
"It's me." Zhong Qinbo appeared, and the soldiers took a closer look. It turned out that it was Zhong Qinbo, and they all knelt down and shouted: "See Uncle."
Only moments after Bo Zhong Qin arrived at the camp, the captive camp chief rushed up.
"Let me take a look." Uncle Zhong Qin said, the chief official's clothes were a little messy, and he was in a hurry. He responded, "Yes, uncle."
Along the way, the prison camp was guarded tightly and without any chaos. Uncle Zhong Qin looked at the camp and couldn't help but nodded: "You can do things well!"
"Uncle Xie appreciates it." The chief officer listened to Zhong Qinbo's praise, and couldn't help showing his joy. Zhong Qinbo stopped talking, got up and left. A few soldiers pulled the horse and turned over with Zhong Qinbo. Riding, all the way through the street to the north of the city, arrived at the wounded camp.
But seeing the lanterns flashing in the wounded barracks, seeing that the chief officer was not there, only one deputy was leading people here, Zhong Qinbo did not speak at first, raised the lamp and checked it carefully, and saw that the wounded soldiers were washed and bandaged with salt water. (This is due to the invention of the Taoist). If the injury is not serious, the medicine will be changed every few days until the wound is healed.
Uncle Zhong Qin looked at the Minor Injury Camp. There was a small bed, which was fairly clean. When he arrived at the injured area, the situation deteriorated a lot.
When we arrived in the severely injured area, a **** smell and wailing sound came, and the healers were still busy. Uncle Zhong Qin asked: "How is the injury?"
The healer shook his head and sighed: "In the severely injured area, nine out of ten times, there is no way to save life, and the students can do nothing. Unless there is a Taoist involved in the treatment, but the Taoist..."
The voice was exhausted, and Uncle Zhong Qin was silent. Taoist treatment actually has a miraculous effect, but the law does not impose nobles, so does the treatment.
As for ordinary soldiers, the power of Taoists is the transformation of their own lives. How can they force Taoists to die?
There have been cases in history, but the result is that the impatient Daoist rebels.
There was silence for a while, and seeing that the chief officer had not yet come, Uncle Zhong Qin asked coldly, staring at his deputy, "Where did your chief officer go?"
The deputy watched Uncle Zhong Qin's anger, and suddenly knelt down to report: "Uncle, the Shangguan went out late at night, saying that the camp is very bloody, and he went back to his house to rest."
Zhongqin Bo was furious immediately, his face was expressionless, and his words were stubborn: "Tell him not to use it, you temporarily serve as the chief officer."
People around were too scared to say more. Uncle Zhong Qin also felt angry. He suppressed it, got up and went back to the house, before entering the door, he saw a person approaching and reporting: "Uncle, the princess Someone sent the papers."
"Bring it!" Uncle Zhong Qin said, his anger remained, but the night was deep, the wind was blowing, and the heavy rain fell on the eaves.
"Go to the study." Uncle Zhong Qin said. He was patrolling just now, with mud on his boots, and his body was wet. Even if he was wearing a coat and an umbrella, he was soaked.
"Uncle, you have to change to dry your clothes."
"Go to the study!" Uncle Zhong Qin continued. Seeing this, no one dared to talk too much. When he went to the study, he hung his clothes on one side and asked, "Where is the zipper? Bring it to me!"
"Uncle, this is Zhezi." While talking, someone came over, dressed in silk clothes, trimmed eyebrows and phoenix eyes, very elegant, with a bookish expression, and said with a smile, Li Jing, a counselor who had been with him for more than ten years: "Why is the uncle such a big fire?"
Li Jing handed over the bamboo tube. It was heavy rain recently. The fold was put in the bamboo tube for waterproofing. Uncle Zhong Qin took the bamboo tube and took out the fold, but it was Pei Ziyun's fold.
"Why did the prince pass me this zhezi?" Uncle Zhongqin frowned, and Li Jing looked at it and said, "Uncle, did the zhezi write important things?"
"Well, I know it at a glance." Uncle Zhong Qin also laughed, opening the folder in front of him and looking at it.
Li Jing stood on the side, the oil lamp in the study was bright, the wormwood was lit in the corner, and the smoke burned red. It was raining outside, and the windows were not closed. When the wind blew, some rain splashed in.
Li Jing stepped forward and was about to close the window, but he could not help being surprised when he heard the voice of Uncle Qin.
"Pop!" Uncle Zhong Qin slapped the table heavily, stood up, his face was cold, and a little bit blue. At this time, he walked a few steps, with a trace of hideousness on his face.
"Uncle, what's the matter with you?" Li Jing said, reaching out to wipe his cold sweat, but Uncle Zhong Qin did not speak. He held a clasp in his hand, his fingers were blue, his face was pale, and he was not sitting on the seat. After a long time, he let out a long sigh of relief.
"Dongdong" there was a knock on the door, and Bo Zhong Qin's face was cold, and there was a familiar voice. It was Bo Zhong Qin's old housekeeper.
"Uncle, you are patrolling the camp on rainy night, afraid of catching the cold, I specially asked someone to boil some oil tea, you use it!" said the old voice, with concern, listening to this voice, Zhong Qinbo's face was only After slowing down, the old butler has been with his uncle for more than 20 years.
"Come in." Uncle Zhong Qin said, the old butler pushed the door in, carrying a jar in his hand, steaming with some fragrance.
"Uncle, it's cold, you have to take care of yourself, madam and son are waiting for you in the capital." The old butler poured tea and said.
Listening to these words, the cold expression in Uncle Zhong Qin's eyes gradually faded, and he closed his eyes slightly and said nothing.
"Uncle Fu, I haven't eaten camellia for a long time, but camellia camellia is brought from home." Uncle Zhong Qin asked while taking it.
"Yes, uncle, camellia camellia is made by the lady before the trip, saying that uncle, you always pay attention to the wind and rain, let the young one be ready at any time, and give it to uncle you to wait."
Listening to the old housekeeper's words, Uncle Zhong Qin took a sip, put the bowl back, and said: "Uncle Fu, you go down first."
"Yes!" The old housekeeper turned around and went out. Seeing that the people were far away, Uncle Zhong Qin did not speak, and only handed over the papers to Li Jing.
Li Jing took a look at the zhezi carefully and looked all the way. He thought it contained unfavorable information against Master Hou, but he didn't see it at all. Instead, he told the truth about his uncle's achievements, but why did his uncle look like this?
For a while, I asked cautiously: "Uncle, Zhezi said sincerely, it's very fair. Uncle's merits are in place, but what's wrong?"
Li Jing's face was hesitant and confused.
Looking at Li Jing's cautious appearance, Uncle Zhong Qin sighed for a long time: "Do you think I am jealous of Pei Ziyun?"
Uncle Zhong Qin took another sip of camellia, which was still a bit hot, and put it down and said, "I am afraid of fear."
"Uncle, I don't understand, what is quitting fear?" Li Jing asked, with even more doubts in his eyes.
Seeing Li Jing puzzled, Uncle Zhong Qin got up and paced, saying, "Jibei Hou is dead, and the chaos in Yingzhou is over. You can also put a coffin on it. You can see that Pei Ziyun has been in the capital since he was ordered. The net forms the Iron Curtain—this is what this person said, very appropriate."
Uncle Zhong Qin continued to walk a few steps and looked out the window. In the heavy rain, he saw trees, flowers and plants trembling from a distance. Only the gongs from the government's inspection were ringing unhurriedly. He sighed:" This person has always been talented, and it is said that this person was the one who wrote the anti-Japanese policy proposed by the governor of the state, and now it seems to be extraordinary."
"When I arrived in Yingzhou, I ordered the sinking of all merchant ships that arrived in Yingzhou, and restrained Yingzhou navy. At the Qibei battle, I ordered me to defend the city and restrain the main force of Jibeihou, so that Jibeihou could no longer respond. Power."
"So calmly cleaned up, and even went to Yuan'an County and Pinghu County, and the avalanche situation formed. Although we used a strange plan to deal with Jibeihou, without this strange plan, the overall situation is in fact settled."
"I followed the emperor to conquer the north and the south, and saw many people, while watching this person clean up the thieves and be complete, so that the veteran can change his place, can such a person be complete?"
Li Jing listened to the words of Uncle Zhong Qin in front of him, and his throat was a little dry. He swallowed unconsciously, and didn't know how to respond. I saw Uncle Zhong Qin said again: "Defeat the main force of the thief, this person is with me. I have already felt grievances, but when you look at the Zhezi, I am humble and not mentioning a word. Not only does I show my merits to the generals, but I also don't give a point. I look upright and upright. I looked carefully, and I couldn't find anything wrong."
Outside the "Boom" window, thunder and lightning struck the sky again, with buzzing noises. The wind and rain blew the trees, but the fall was even greater.
Li Jing asked in a low voice: "Master Hou, you mean that Pei Ziyun has acted too well, so Master Hou is worried about the court and suspects that if Real Pei is malicious, he will hurt the court's aura?"
"Hey" Uncle Zhong Qin~IndoMTL.com~ Listening to Li Jing's words, he nodded and walked a few steps: "Such talents will benefit the country and the people if they go to the court, but if they depart from the court, It’s a big disaster, even in a peaceful and prosperous age, I’m afraid it can make waves out of thin air."
"The world has been fixed, but this person is here. What a curse, a blessing?"
Li Jing realized that it turned out that Uncle Zhong Qin valued Pei Ziyun too much, thinking that he was a threat to the emperor's power, and there was a chill in his heart.
Listening to Uncle Zhong Qin said again: "If Pei Ziyun is an ordinary person, it's fine, but this person is a Taoist, possesses a different skill, is not afraid of fire, water, swords and axes, and is closer to the prince. Wu Lue, the real misfortune is unpredictable. I am not for selfishness, but for the sake of the country. I should not fear the words of others and speak carefully to the emperor."
While speaking, Uncle Zhong Qin turned on a lamp at night to write a book. Li Jing wanted to speak, swallowed, and did not dare to persuade him. Uncle had a murderous intent in his heart, and he couldn’t persuade him.
Uncle Zhong Qin did not speak, he swiftly wrote, and stopped writing to meditate from time to time. The rain outside was still falling, and it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.
"Hu" Li Jing exhaled a long sigh, and the vest was already soaked unknowingly.