Chapter 363 Master Void's Medicine
Medicine! Master Void's medicine!
He almost roughly pulled out a brocade bag from his inner garment and untied it with trembling hands.
Inside, there were originally four amulets and three kinds of elixirs lying quietly.
Now, there are only two kinds of medicine left stored alone in it.
On the first day he arrived at Zhennan Pass, Nangong Ziyun told him about the effects of the medicine given by Master Xuwu.
One is the 'Seven-Leaf Kalan Incense', which grows in the place where the spiritual veins of the thousand-year-old temple converge. It is influenced by the sound of Buddha and is the best at warding off evil spirits and calming the soul.
It is very effective in resisting the invasion of external evils and stabilizing the mind, especially in restraining hallucinations and things that bewitch the mind. Its fragrance is refreshing and can cleanse impurities and protect the spiritual platform for clarity.
The other one is the 'Red Heart Vermilion Fruit', which is mild and peaceful in nature, contains great vitality, and is best at warming the heart meridians and strengthening the body.
It can help you hold on to a glimmer of hope when your energy and blood are greatly depleted and you are exhausted, and protect the heart meridian from collapse. It is a holy product for prolonging life and preserving vitality!
"Life force... Protect the heart meridian..."
Yan Shixu stared at the red "Red Heart Fruit" as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.
He quickly pinched Su Muyang's mouth open and stuffed the red fruit in. He then asked someone to bring water and carefully poured it into his mouth to help him swallow it.
After doing all this, Yan Shixu was soaked in cold sweat.
Half a quarter of an hour later.
Zhang Sicheng rushed in like a whirlwind.
His face was pale and sweaty, and under his arm was an old military doctor who was so dizzy and blue in the face that he had been carrying him.
Zhang Sicheng swore that he ran at the fastest speed in his life!
The old military doctor was put down heavily and almost vomited.
But when he met the emperor's terrifying look as if he wanted to eat someone, he swallowed his vomit back.
Regardless of the nausea, he rolled over and crawled over to take the injured man's pulse.
Soon, his brows furrowed and his expression became increasingly ugly.
Just when Yan Shixu's heart sank to the bottom, the old military doctor's fingers suddenly felt an extremely weak beating.
Although it is as weak as a candle in the wind, it does exist.
The old military doctor looked up suddenly, his voice a little excited.
"Your Majesty! He's still breathing. He can still be saved."
After saying that, he hurriedly ordered Zhang Sicheng: "Hurry up and prepare hot water, strong liquor, hemostatic powder, and sutures! Be quick!"
As he said this, he quickly went to check Su Muyang's wound.
Things were ready quickly.
After the military doctor treated Su Muyang's wound, Yan Shixu's heart finally settled down.
He also ordered Zhang Sicheng to take people to look for Su Zhanyue.
Fortunately, when the person was found in the mass grave, he was still half alive.
He was covered in stench and wounds. Nong Zhigao had poisoned him with a mind-controlling poison, and he sometimes went mad and raved, and sometimes was as dull as a puppet.
Yan Shixu took out the last "Seven-Leaf Jialan Incense" from the brocade bag and stuffed it into Su Zhanyue's mouth.
Looking at the empty brocade bag, and then at Su Muyang and his son lying side by side on the couch, struggling on the line between life and death.
Yan Shixu seemed to be lost in thought.
The remaining two medicines, one to keep the life going and protect the heart, and the other to ward off evil and calm the mind, seemed to be... specially prepared for the two of them.
Is there really anyone in the world who can predict what will happen in the future?
The abbot of Huguo Temple is truly amazing.
The father and son were placed in a palace to recuperate. Yan Shixu was still worried, so he sent someone to Zhennan Pass to pick up Nangong Ziyun.
When Nangong Ziyun saw the miserable appearance of his adoptive father and brother, his eyes went dark and he almost fainted on the spot.
Wen Zhiyan, who was accompanying her, quickly supported her and half-supported and half-carried her to the bed.
"Yun'er, don't be afraid, father-in-law and Ayang are still alive."
Nangong Ziyun held back her tears and forced herself to calm down.
After she took the pulse of both of them, she felt a little relieved.
She raised her head and looked at her husband with tears in her eyes.
"My husband, when we return to Beijing, will you come with me to Huguo Temple? I want to personally thank the abbot for saving my father and brother."
Wen Zhiyan held her hand tightly and nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you."
In the next three months, the Dayan cavalry swept across the entire Nanzhao territory like a whirlwind.
The heads of Nong Zhixiang and Nong Zhigao were carried on tall flags, and the captured civil and military officials of Nanzhao were escorted along.
Wherever they went, most of the city defenders surrendered.
There were a few people who occasionally resisted stubbornly, but they were crushed quickly by the overwhelming military strength of Dayan, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
When the dragon flag of Dayan was hoisted at the last pass in the entire Nanzhao territory, the injuries of the Su family father and son were finally completely healed under the careful care of Nangong Ziyun.
Su Muyang regained his lively and energetic appearance.
He immediately took several of Zhang Sicheng's men and plunged into the bustling streets of Nanzhao, starting a crazy "shopping spree".
Silk, spices, gems, rare medicinal herbs, and various unique foods...
He vowed to collect all the specialties of Nanzhao and bring them back to the capital.
"Oh, no!"
He slapped his forehead and corrected himself, "Now this place is called Dayan Lanzhou and Cangzhou!"
Yan Shixu had already agreed with his important ministers to use the Lancang River as the boundary, with the north bank named Lanzhou and the south bank named Cangzhou.
Yan Shixu appointed Wen Zhiyan as the governor of Lanzhou, and transferred him back to the central government after he stabilized the situation and gained experience for three years.
As for the post of Governor of Cangzhou, Yan Shixu already had a candidate in mind.
It was Gu Jinxiu, who was transferred to Taiyuan Prefecture in Bingzhou by him, and is also Wen Wanqin's current husband.
The transfer order was sent out at a speed of 800 miles per hour.
If Gu Jinxiu and his wife travel light and ride as fast as they can, they should be able to arrive in Cangzhou to take up their posts within a month.
During this month, Yan Shixu's original intention was to let Su Muyang, the "meritorious official", temporarily manage the affairs of Cangzhou.
Unexpectedly, when Su Muyang heard this, he was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and almost went on a hunger strike in protest.
"Your Majesty! Please spare me!"
Su Muyang had a sad face and jumped around Yan Shixu.
"Let me take charge of Cangzhou? We just finished the war, and there's so much to rebuild. I'm exhausted! Look at me!"
He pointed exaggeratedly at his face, which had just regained some color.
"I just came back from the gates of hell and saved my life. How can you have the heart to push me back into that pit of fire?"
"I want to go back to Beijing! Now! Immediately! I can't wait a moment!"
"I want to get married! I want to have a baby! No time to lose!"
"If it's any later, what if I accidentally die again and the Su family's incense is cut off? Will you compensate me with a son?!"
After he finished yelling, he remembered something and ran to ask Luo Yunzhen, who was watching the show with his arms folded.
"Lao Luo! How about...giving me your son? He'll inherit my Su family business in the future..."
Luo Yunzhen didn't even raise his eyelids and gave him a simple word: "Get lost!"
Su Muyang covered his chest with his hands, looking heartbroken.
"Heartless! So heartless! Okay, okay, you guys are so great that you have both a son and a daughter, right? Wait! When I get back, I'll marry him ten wives! Ten babies a year! Give him a whole Cuju team! I'll piss you off to death!"
Yan Shixu looked at him as he was in a hurry to get married, and felt angry, amused, and disgusted.
"I already have two princes and a princess. When I return to the capital, I will have another one. You? Go and follow me!"
Thinking of Wen Li'er who was far away in the capital and pregnant.
Yan Shixu felt an irrepressible longing and an urgent desire to return home.
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(My dear children, I will write about returning to the capital tomorrow.)
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