The news that the old woman from Guiguzi was actually the former Saint of Southern Border was too unexpected.
Song Jinfang blinked her big eyes and asked curiously, "Master, then the Saint of Southern Xinjiang is your senior sister?"
Fang Yu shook her head. "The Saintess of Southern Xinjiang was selected in the Gu King Selection Competition. It has nothing to do with Grandma. Grandma has been away from Southern Xinjiang for four years. Not many people know about this. Although she didn't deliberately hide it, she didn't want to talk about the past, so don't talk nonsense, understand?"
Song Jinfang nodded quickly. Even if her master didn't say anything, she wouldn't dare to say anything about her grandmother's affairs.
Song Jinxiu glanced at the three of them and said, "Well, we want the holy water, and we also want the pyrethrum insecticide. Let's do both."
Using holy water to drive away mosquitoes is only a temporary solution. To treat malaria, killing mosquitoes is the best way.
Of course, if we want to solve the problem once and for all, we must treat the sewage and eliminate the source of infection. This can only be achieved after the liberation of southern Xinjiang.
Song Jinxiu thought of the south in her previous life, where the environment was clear and bright, with birds singing and flowers blooming everywhere, beautiful mountains and clear waters, and everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment...
If she could allow the people in southern Xinjiang to live such a life and never be disturbed by poisonous miasma again, then her journey through time would be worthwhile!
After explaining the matter of the insecticide to the poisonous lady, she solemnly told Song Jinfang: "The matter of the holy water and the insecticide is very important. This may be the key for us to take down the King of Southern Xinjiang. I have entrusted such an important matter to you, you must fully cooperate and listen to the master and the aunt, understand?"
Since the time she treated malaria, Song Jinxiu already had a preliminary plan in mind.
To liberate southern Xinjiang, artemisinin, holy water and pesticides will be her three magic weapons. Leaving this matter to Jinfang and her master and aunt means giving the credit to them.
With this achievement, whether my younger sister participates in politics or gets married in the future, this achievement will be her best amulet.
As for herself, as the eldest princess, comparable to a prince, she no longer needs any merits. No matter how much merits she has, they are just a waste of time.
After listening to Song Jinxiu's solemn explanation, Song Jinfang nodded repeatedly.
Fang Yu also said seriously: "Don't worry, little master, I will personally take Jinfang back to the sect to get the Gu Jiao feces, and let her formally meet grandma."
"Okay, I'll write a letter and you can bring it to Master. Also, please say hello to your grandmother."
"yes"
Fang Yu was a little excited.
The young master's master is Master Feng Yu. If he sends a message back to the sect, Master Feng Yu will definitely receive him.
His disciple Song Jinfang is the younger sister of the junior master. With this relationship, can Guigu be officially incorporated into the inner sect?
If Guigu can enter the inner gate, then grandpa's wish will be fulfilled. Grandma can be happier now.
Song Jinxiu didn't know what Fang Yu was thinking. She asked him to take a letter, because she hadn't written to her master for some time. Moreover, she did a great thing in the name of her master.
She had to report to her master about casting divination sticks for the emperor.
The second reason is that he was afraid that the old woman Guigu would not be willing to contribute the Gu King's feces. So that the master can mediate.
After all, Guiguyu was once the Saint of Southern Xinjiang. Now the relationship between Cangwu and Southern Xinjiang is tense, and she is the indirect "murderer" who killed the Saint of Southern Xinjiang. Jinfang is the murderer's biological sister.
With the master around, and for Fang Yu's sake, the old woman Guigu would at least not make things difficult for Jinfang.
After the letter was written, five generals from the Dragon and Tiger Camp were summoned.
Song Jinxiu said solemnly: "During this period of time, the Dragon and Tiger Camp will be under the unified command of Wang Younian and will obey the orders of General Xiao Kuishan. Jinfang will study the holy water with her master and aunt. This child is naughty, and I hope the five generals will take care of her."
"Don't worry, Your Highness. With our Dragon and Tiger Battalion here, we will definitely protect the Second Miss." The five generals said hurriedly.
Song Jinxiu nodded, "Well, Jinfang, you stay in the Dragon and Tiger Camp. You have to listen to the generals for your actions, understand?"
Song Jinfang raised her little face and said, "Don't worry, sister. You are a soldier of the Dragon and Tiger Battalion. The general's words are orders. Can you disobey military orders?"
Sun Guang said: "Deputy General Song, from now on you will be my subordinate."
Song Jinfang immediately said loudly: "Yes, I understand."
Seeing the little girl's high-spirited appearance, everyone smiled kindly.
Song Jinxiu's eyes flickered. Her sister was in good physical condition and smart. If she could fully integrate into the Dragon and Tiger Camp while she was away...
Song Jinxiu was very conflicted. She hoped that her sister would take a path of her own, but she was also worried that if she really became a female general, would it be very hard?
Forget it, let it be.
He also told Xiao Kuishan to report the matter of artemisinin to General Wei. She had to hurry up and treat the malaria. Once the soldiers recovered, she would be ready for a full-scale counterattack.
As soon as everything was arranged, Song Jinxiu took Su Chuan, the three dozen guards, and the scouts that Xiao Kuishan found for her, and rushed non-stop to the Eighth Route Army camp.
In Panlong Village.
Panlong Village is located in Yulin Mountain. The entire village is laid out along the curve of the mountain, just like a coiled dragon, hence the name Panlong Village.
At this time, in the square of Shan'aoli, Pu Yue, director of Panlong Division, was entertaining the envoy sent by the King of Southern Xinjiang.
Under the gorgeous umbrellas, female slaves held plates and cups and poured wine from pots, while drummers and musicians played music on the side, creating a very lively atmosphere. Pu Yue and the envoy toasted each other and chatted happily.
After three rounds of drinking, the messenger sent by the King of Southern Xinjiang raised his wine glass and said:
"Director Park, the Royal Court Army and the main force of the Dingguo Army are entangled in Bobo Mountain. My king ordered Director Park to take advantage of this opportunity to send troops eastward and capture Yizhou in one fell swoop. When do you plan to start the attack?"
He came here with a royal order, and he must let Panlongsi Pu Yue lead his troops to attack Yizhou, so that the main force of Dingguo Army could return to support and the royal court's army could have a break.
In the past few days, Dingguo Army has had a wave of cavalry coming out of nowhere. They are strong and powerful, fighting without any rules, always taking the enemy by surprise.
Wang Ting's army was forced to retreat step by step. If this continued, the area east of Gushan would be lost.
"Take over Yizhou? May I ask the envoy whether my king will send the elephant army?" Pu Yue took a sip of wine and said slowly.
The envoy looked at him arrogantly and said, "The elephant army is our king's personal army. How can we use them so easily?"
Pu Yue frowned: Let him attack Yizhou alone, and treat Xiao Lao Hu's 40,000 troops as a decoration?
Didn't the Dingguo Army put Xiao Lao Hu here to prevent him from attacking Yizhou?
He smiled bitterly and said, "If there is no help from Wang Tingxiang's army, how can we, Panlongsi, with only 30,000 soldiers, fight against Xiao Laohu's army on the border?"
Xiao Lao Hu is what Pu Yue called Xiao Kuishan.
The troops stationed at Guishan were attacked, and the wolf soldiers who had been trained for many years were slaughtered. He is still very angry. If he had soldiers, would he be able to swallow his anger?
"Director Park, my king knows that you are in trouble, so he ordered me to bring the holy seed here."
The messenger waved his hand and his men came up with a treasure box in both hands.
The messenger said straight to the point: "This is a full pound of holy seeds, enough for you to use it to exchange for soldiers from those small villages.
The so-called holy seed is the excrement of the Gu King.
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