Chapter 80 No, the big pot is sewing clothes.
"Know your place!"
Li Shimin shouted loudly with a cold face.
Cheng Yaojin understood and began to clear out the people...
Such an important matter as the Imperial Seal of the State must not be heard by others again.
Not to mention Wei Shuyu, even great masters like Ouyang Xun were dismissed.
Soon, only Wei Zheng, Cheng Yaojin, Changsun Wuji, and Li Shimin remained on the field.
"Where is the Imperial Seal of the State?" Li Shimin asked in a deep voice.
"That's right!"
Ling Jing laughed heartily: "Back then, in order to gain the support of the Turks, Your Majesty handed over Empress Xiao, Crown Prince Yuande, and the Imperial Seal of the State!"
"But His Majesty aspires to rule the world, so how could he possibly hand over the real Imperial Seal?"
"So I had a fake Imperial Seal made!"
"The Imperial Seal of the State that you obtained after conquering the Turks was nothing more than a replica I made back then!"
Ling Jing laughed with exceptional arrogance...
After being berated by the Wei family father and son, they have finally managed to regain some face!
Li Shimin's face was ashen.
An emperor without the Imperial Seal of the State is a blank emperor, lacking legitimacy and easily attracting rebellions from various regions.
His throne, which he obtained by murdering his brother and forcing his father to abdicate, is even more controversial.
Why did he spend so much time suppressing rebellions in various places during the Wude era? Besides the fact that various feudal lords wanted to vie for supremacy, the Imperial Seal of the State was also a contributing factor.
Even after he ascended the throne, there were still quite a few small rebellions.
It wasn't until Li Jing destroyed the Turks and brought back the Imperial Seal that the Tang Dynasty truly became stable!
However, that Imperial Seal of the State was fake.
For the sake of the nation, the Tang Dynasty kept it a secret.
Apart from a few of his close confidants, few people knew about this matter.
"Hand over the Imperial Seal, and I will pardon you!" Li Shimin said in a deep voice.
Compared to the importance of the Imperial Seal of the State, he could make certain concessions.
"Pooh!"
Ling Jing spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva: "I am innocent, why should I ask for your forgiveness!"
"If you want the Imperial Seal of the State, you may ask me!"
Ling Jing laughed wildly, his hair disheveled, looking like a madman.
"You bastard!"
Li Shimin glared at him and shouted, "Do you think I have no way to deal with you?"
"Then come on, kill me!"
Ling Jing's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Li Shimin: "I never thought of going back alive after being captured today!"
Bang.
Li Shimin stood up and kicked Ling Jing to the ground.
"Knowing right from wrong."
"Your subject is present."
"No matter what torture you use, I want information about the Imperial Seal!"
"promise."
Cheng Yaojin strode menacingly toward Ling Jing...
at the same time.
After being kicked out, Wei Shuyu left without stopping.
Ouyang Xun and the others wanted to ask about the last words of Wang Lushan Waterfall and Zao Fa Baidi, but they couldn't find Wei Shuyu.
A certain camp.
As soon as Wei Shuyu entered the tent, a strong smell of blood filled his nostrils.
The soldiers wailed in agony.
"Young General."
As Wei Shuyu arrived, the soldiers all stood up.
What are the casualties?
Wei Shuyu asked with concern.
"Eighteen minor injuries, twenty serious injuries, and fifteen deaths!"
The team leader looked pained.
It's truly tragic that their force of one hundred suffered heavy casualties, with more than half killed or wounded, in just two days...
"Don't worry, I will ask His Majesty for credit. You all did a great job!"
Wei Shuyu didn't offer any further advice or suggestions.
They're all veterans; they should understand the duties of a soldier!
"Young General."
Just then, an old soldier, panting heavily, shouted.
"What is it?"
Wei Shuyu turned around and saw the old soldier's chest was bright red and he was on the verge of death. He couldn't help but squat down.
"This is what Lao Gen asked me to give to his daughter before he died. I may not be able to do it. Can you help me?"
The old soldier tremblingly pulled a small piece of gold stained with blood from his pocket.
"good."
A hint of sadness flashed in Wei Shuyu's eyes, but he smiled and accepted the gift: "This is something Lao Gen secretly kept while on a mission, isn't it?"
"Hehe..." The veteran forced a smile.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
Wei Shuyu patted the veteran on the shoulder: "Take good care of your injury."
"Young General..."
As he spoke, the old soldier took out a jade pendant from his pocket: "This is for my daughter."
This time, Wei Shuyu refused, saying, "I'm very busy. You can deliver it yourself."
With that, Wei Shuyu got up and left the military camp...
"Young General..."
The veteran let out a disappointed cry.
He knew his own condition; he didn't have much time left to live.
Outside the camp.
The military doctors gathered together, wiping away their sweat.
They talked about the person they had just bandaged, how serious and frightening the wound was...
"You lot, come in!"
Wei Shuyu rebuked him with a stern face.
"We're not under your command..."
Bang.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Wei Shuyu grabbed a spear from the side and smashed it into the other man's face.
"I'm letting you in, do you understand?"
The military doctors glared at them angrily.
However, they were quickly surrounded by Wei Shuyu's soldiers.
Okay, let's start from the heart...
They followed obediently, one by one.
Wei Shuyu took out a package, along with mulberry thread, needles, and other items...
He prepared these things after the princess was attacked yesterday and soldiers were injured or killed.
There wasn't time to prepare the alcohol.
Ancient wound medicines contained lime, so they were barely usable.
"Boil the water!"
Wei Shuyu gave the instructions.
The soldiers quickly did as instructed.
After the water boiled, Wei Shuyu put the needles, hemp thread, and other items into the boiling water to sterilize them...
Approaching the old soldier, Wei Shuyu said with a solemn expression, "Cut his clothes open!"
Swish.
The medics cooperated and cut open the veteran's clothes; the process was rather brutal.
"Little...Little General, what do you want to do?"
The veteran, his lips pale and trembling, said, "All I asked you to do was deliver a jade pendant. Why are you making such a fuss?"
"You have a chance to live, believe me or not."
Wei Shuyu took out a piece of wood and handed it to the old soldier...
"..."
Can I say I don't believe it?
"What's the purpose of this piece of wood?" The veteran felt a chill run down his spine.
However, Wei Shuyu simply smiled.
After boiling the needle and hemp thread for a while, Wei Shuyu washed his hands and looked at the old soldier.
"Hold him down and stuff the wood in his mouth!"
The soldiers and medics were very cooperative.
Then……
Wei Shuyu began cleaning the wound with a boiled towel, and then started stitching it up.
The veteran was in so much pain his eyes almost popped out.
"Grip the wood tight and hold on!"
As Wei Shuyu sewed, he encouraged her, "You're not afraid of being cut by a knife, so why be afraid of a few stitches?"
"Think of your daughter. As long as you finish sewing, you can live!"
"Waaah..."
The veteran's face was contorted with bulging veins as he tried to struggle, but the soldiers held him down firmly.
Under Wei Shuyu's tutelage, they have learned to absolutely obey orders.
Moreover, they could tell that Wei Shuyu was saving the veterans.
They know how to stitch up wounds!
I just haven't seen it with my own eyes...
The wisdom of the ancients was not lacking. In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, there was Hua Tuo who scraped the bone to treat his wound, and in the Sui Dynasty, there was Chao Yuanfang's technique of intestinal reconciliation...
The Tang Dynasty actually possessed the art of sewing.
However, due to various stringent conditions, it could not be widely adopted.
There were also hygiene issues; he eventually died from infection.
In fact, many soldiers could be saved from their injuries, but the cost of treatment is too high.
"Big pot, big pot, I'm here..."
Choi Shin-ki and his friends rushed over in a flurry of activity.
Without Cheng Yaojin personally keeping an eye on them, how could the soldiers possibly keep an eye on them?
However, as soon as they entered the tent, they retreated even faster, each one of them bracing themselves on their hands and knees at the doorway, vomiting until their faces turned blue...
"Godbase, is Big Brother sewing up flesh?"
"No, the big pot is sewing clothes."
Are you sure?
"If you don't believe me, go in and sweat it out again..."
Wei Shuyu, however, was not affected in any way and continued sewing diligently.
After a skillful knot, Wei Shuyu cut off the excess thread.
"Apply the wound medicine; life or death is in the hands of fate!"
There's nothing he can do about the infection; that's all he can do.
At least he gave the veteran a chance to survive!
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