Chapter 267 Do you trust me?
The military doctor arrived quickly and carefully treated Cao Dejiang's wound and applied medicine and bandages.
"General, General Cao has lost too much blood. He needs to take some soup and medicine to nourish his qi and blood."
Chen Zhao looked at the sleeping Cao Dejiang and asked, "When will Deputy General Cao wake up?"
The military doctor thought for a moment and said, "I just gave Lieutenant General Cao an acupuncture treatment. If nothing unexpected happens, he will wake up in an hour."
Lu Xing plopped down on the cushions and said, "General, please go and take care of the military affairs first. I will stay here to watch over Cao the thief. When he wakes up, I will send someone to fetch you."
"If the general is busy, I can bring him over."
In his eyes, Cao Dejiang was just like a little chick.
At this moment, a familiar voice was heard outside the tent.
"Is General Chu in there?"
It’s Pang Yunche.
Xie Yuheng was the first to rush to the tent door.
He pulled open the door curtain and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Pang Yunche was safe and sound.
"I thought you were staying at home to take care of your health like other girls."
He and Brother Chu were unconscious for a few hours before waking up, but Old Man Pang was unconscious for two days and two nights.
This is the fourth day since he was carried back to the Pang family, and he can finally get out of bed.
Pang Yunche blushed, his neck stiffened, and he said, "You know nothing. I've been preparing cotton-padded clothes for the soldiers in the Beijing Camp these past few days."
"Is General Chu in there? I need help from him."
His high fever convulsion this time scared his mother to death.
After staying by his bed for two days and two nights, his mother finally felt relieved when he woke up.
Mom was relieved, but Dad was almost scared to death because Mom fainted.
When my mother woke up again, she said to my father, "Mr. Pang, look at the evil you have done. If it weren't for you sour-smelling scholars, the soldiers in the capital camp wouldn't have suffered so much."
"Our Che'er only experienced it once, and he almost got sent away..."
When my mother said this, she began to sob.
"You can imagine how many good men didn't die on the battlefield, but died at the hands of people like you."
"I don't care whether this is an open or secret plot. Prepare four thousand cotton-padded clothes for me and send them to the soldiers in the Beijing Camp."
Pang Yunche pulled himself back to his senses. His father had done something wrong, and he and his mother were making amends.
Xie Yuheng looked at Pang Yunche with a different look in his eyes. It seemed as if this second Pang suddenly got it.
First they sent tents, and now they sent cotton clothes, making it difficult for him to target him for a while.
Chen Zhao walked out of the tent. The moment Pang Yunche saw Chen Zhao, the hostility in his eyes disappeared.
But there is a bit more sympathy.
"General Chu, are you feeling better?"
After he woke up, he heard people in the mansion say, "General Chu had a high fever and convulsions, which triggered the toxins in his body and he fell into a coma again. The emperor sent a group of imperial doctors to the general's mansion, but no one could diagnose his symptoms. Many people said that General Chu might not be able to recover this time."
It is undeniable that Chu Mu is not a good person, but he is a good general.
"I am fine now. Is the Second Young Master feeling better?"
Shen Zhao saw the changes in Pang Yunche and knew that he was not a bad person.
Xie Yuheng squeezed in between the two of them and said impatiently:
"You're dithering like a woman."
This Pang Laoer is here to snatch Brother Chu from him.
"Where's the cotton-padded jacket you mentioned, Pang Laoer? Why didn't I see it..."
Before Xie Yuheng finished speaking, he saw a group of people rushing towards this place from a distance.
The soldiers each held a brand new set of cotton-padded clothes in their hands, their faces filled with joy.
One of the young men spoke up.
"Thank you, Mr. Pang, for the cotton-padded jacket. We are very grateful."
The others all shouted, "Thank you, Mr. Pang, for the cotton-padded jacket. We are so grateful."
The voices were uniform and loud, resounding over the Jingzhong Camp.
Pang Yunche glanced at Xie Yuheng provocatively.
You can’t even describe how proud he looked.
It was rare that Xie Yuheng did not speak again to criticize Pang Yunche.
His eyes swept over the soldiers holding cotton coats, and he realized that Pang Yunche was not that annoying after all.
The soldiers under the other deputy generals also slowly surrounded them.
They looked at the cotton-padded jackets in the hands of the Northwest Army with envy.
Someone envied:
"When can we get new cotton-padded clothes? Winter is coming soon. The last time we got cotton-padded clothes was three years ago. Will it be the same this year? We have to wear those stiff cotton-padded clothes to get through the winter."
"The cotton-padded jackets in their hands looked fluffy and warm, and much thicker than the ones distributed in the past.
If you can wear one in the cold winter, your body will definitely be warmed up."
"Don't look at it. It was given to the Northwest Army by Second Young Master Pang. We can only envy it."
The person who spoke rubbed his hands, his eyes full of envy.
Shen Zhao looked at the soldiers who were watching.
He took a step forward and said in a mixed voice:
"Can you all trust me?"
Most of them did not dare to respond. Although they were soldiers from the Jingzhong Camp, they were indeed General Chu's subordinates.
But their chief general was not General Chu's man.
Only a few people asked, "If we believe the general, will we be able to get cotton clothes this year?"
Chen Zhao looked at the person who had spoken, "Of course."
"I believe in you, General!" the man responded quickly.
"I believe it too!" Someone else stood up.
He didn't want to suffer from the cold in winter.
"I believe it too!"
At once, many soldiers spoke up.
Chen Zhao stepped forward and raised his hand to signal, "Since everyone trusts me, I will definitely not let you down."
Everyone was happy.
"But..." Shen Zhao changed the subject.
Immediately a general asked, "But what, General? We all believe you."
"Don't worry." Shen Zhao soothed him, "I know you all trust me, but I'd like to ask for cotton-padded clothes for you. I wonder if your chief general is willing to let you accept them."
Someone immediately lost his temper and murmured:
"Yes, the deputy general will let us become General Cheng Chu, okay?"
Xie Yuheng stood up when he heard this and said, "It's you who are suffering from the cold in winter, and it's you who don't have cotton clothes.
If your deputy general truly has your best interests at heart, he will, like General Chu, do everything he can to secure for you what you deserve."
He looked at everyone who remained unmoved, with his head lowered and remained silent.
He angrily asked, "Do you know how much General Chu paid to get you military pay?"
"Now he's offering you cotton-padded clothes, but you don't even dare to accept them. Why did he bother with that?"
Then Xie Yuheng turned to Chen Zhao and said:
"Brother Chu, you braved the danger of being surrounded by ministers in the Golden Palace to ask for their military pay, three meals a day, cotton clothes, and everything they deserve."
"Look, these people really appreciate your kindness!"
Lu Xing also stood up and gave orders to his soldiers:
"I don't care what others think. My soldiers obey General Chu just as I do."
"I don't have any big ambitions. As long as I have enough food to eat and enough clothes to wear, that's all I need."
"From now on, we will follow General Chu and live in a new house with fine food and drink, cotton-padded clothes, and other people's willingness to suffer from hunger and cold is their business."
There was an immediate cheer from the crowd.
Shen Zhao didn't expect that Lu Xing would stand up and submit to her.
According to the information Chu Mu gave her, Lu Xing is the emperor's man.
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