Wei Jing wanted to put away his abacus carefully again, but it was inconvenient for him, so Shao Qing helped him and placed it under his pillow.
He will probably continue to carry this bundle of golden little abacus chips with him in the future, but this time Shao Qing will not make fun of him anymore.
She was very glad.
Wei Jing treasured his little abacus very much and hid it carefully in a secret pocket on his chest, which happened to be where the arrow hit. The short iron arrow that was shot at me was blocked by the abacus, and the arrow head deflected downward, reducing some of its force.
Yan Ming said, if not for this, the wound would have been pierced, and the situation would have been even worse if it had moved a little higher.
Shao Qing was extremely grateful. She was glad that she had the abacus at hand. When she mentioned the scoring system casually, she took the small abacus and used it.
He touched the scratch on his head and stuffed the abacus under his pillow: "It's here. Can you take a rest? I'll call you to take medicine later."
She stroked his pale face with heartache and reminded him to take good care of himself and not to damage his body.
Wei Jingren was in high spirits because of the happy event. In fact, he felt fine and wanted to have a good conversation with his wife. But Shao Qing told him that they still had a lifetime left, so it wouldn’t be too late to talk about it slowly, and he should rest more now.
lifetime.
Wei Jing loved this word very much, and felt sweet in his heart. He quickly responded, closed his eyes, and felt his wife's soft lips touching his eyelids.
The corners of his lips curled up.
Shao Qing smiled and continued to fan him slowly.
In the afternoon, when Wei Jing was taking medicine, Yan Ming, who had had a good sleep, came to take his pulse and examine his wound.
Shao Qing could also see it clearly from the side. The wound was the size of an elm seed. After gently scraping off the dark brown wound medicine, deep red flesh could be seen. The wound was not big, but it was obvious at a glance that it was very deep.
Her heart shrank.
Although she knew that she was out of danger, she was still frightened after seeing the wounds with her own eyes.
Yan Ming was very skilled and quickly re-applied medicine and bandaged the wound. Shao Qing hurriedly asked about the recovery progress.
"good."
There were no signs of inflammation, and Wei Jing was in better spirits than expected. Yan Ming said, "Take your medicine on time and eat a light diet these days. Also, be careful with this ice basin."
Wound care is the top priority in the follow-up. If it heals, everything will go smoothly.
Shao Qing nodded quickly. She knew that Wei Jing's wound must not be left suffocated or too cold. In the tent on this hot summer day, the temperature difference between noon and night is huge, so the adjustment of the ice basin cannot be wrong.
Yan Ming gave a lot of instructions, and finally glanced at Wei Jing and said, "The situation is good. Take good care of your injuries and you will recover within a month."
No good words could compare to this, Shao Qing was overjoyed: "Thank you for your hard work, Cunshan."
Joy was bubbling out of her, and she could no longer sit still. After sending Yan Ming away, she lay on the head of the bed and talked to Wei Jing for a while. She then hurried to look at the ice basin, and after looking around carefully, she reached out and touched the back of his neck, asking repeatedly if he was cold or hot.
She was like a happy bird.
Wei Jing's lips were curled up all the time, and he shook his head gently: "It's not cold, nor is it hot, just right."
"That's good!"
Shao Qing smiled, lowered her head, and kissed his face: "Go to sleep."
Get more rest and get better faster.
…
In the following days, Shao Qing took care of him attentively without taking off his clothes. Wei Jing's physical fitness was indeed excellent. Just as Yan Ming said, his injuries were obviously getting better day by day.
In the first few days, Wei Jing's time of wakefulness increased day by day. By the fifth or sixth day, he was almost the same as an ordinary person.
The food is still liquid food, but it has changed from rice oil to thick porridge. It is no longer completely vegetarian. More lean meat can be added to cook it, and finely chopped vegetable leaves can also be eaten to supplement more nutrition.
He had lost so much blood that Shao Qing was worried that he was in bad shape, so he specifically asked Yan Ming when it would be a good time for him to take supplements.
But Yan Ming said that it was not the right time yet, and we should wait a little longer. He would prescribe medicinal food for the recovery later.
Shao Qing had personally tried Yan Ming's medicinal food and found it to be very effective, so he felt relieved when he heard about it.
Wei Jing could now be supported and sit on the head of the bed. In fact, he felt fine and was tired of lying motionless like this, but his wife strictly followed the doctor's orders to take care of him. Alas, what a sweet trouble, he had to endure it happily, and at most turned around to "communicate" with Yan Ming with his eyes.
Unfortunately, Yan Ming is not afraid of power, so he can only lie there until now.
After sitting up and changing the bandage, Shao Qing took a look and saw that the wound had obviously shrunk and there were signs of scabbing at the edges. She was very happy.
"You can sit up today. When Ji Huan and the others go back, I will wipe your body, okay?"
I didn't dare to wash him, luckily there was an ice basin in the room. But whether it was rotten or not was secondary. No matter how rotten it was, Shao Qing would not despise him. The temperature was controlled very well, and there were no symptoms such as inflammation of the wound. Everything went very smoothly.
"Um."
Wei Jing quickly agreed. To be honest, he cared more about it than his wife because he knew Shao Qing was always clean. She had said she wanted to wipe her body two days ago, but she had not agreed.
His clean wife did not dislike him at all. She hugged and kissed him and treated him very intimately. Wei Jing felt sorry for giving up. It would be a lie to say he was unhappy.
Shao Qing carefully changed Wei Jing's pajamas, combed his hair and tied it up for him, wiped his hands and face, tucked in the thin quilt covering his abdomen, and then called Ji Huan and others who were waiting in the outer tent to come in.
Although Wei Jing was seriously injured, things outside did not stop there. The next day after he regained consciousness, he began to inquire about the battle situation in Jingzhou and the current situation.
"My lord, the surrendered troops have been incorporated and dispersed to various camps. Everything in Yizhou and Pingyang County is in order, and the various passes are well guarded. It is very peaceful."
The first person to speak was Ji Huan.
Wei Jing is currently in the initial stage of recovery, so he should not worry too much. He kept it short and only mentioned the most important things: "At present, Prince An is leading his army to counterattack the three pass cities of Yuannan, Zhouling, and Dangyang."
The two counties in Jingzhou were successfully captured by troops led by Zhang Yong and Fan Ya. At the same time as the victory report came back, there was also news that Prince An was furious and was launching a counterattack.
However, the fortress cities adjacent to the eastern counties of Jingzhou have always been easy to defend and difficult to attack. Once Prince An loses them, it will be difficult for him to recapture them.
At present, Zhang Yong, Fan Ya and other generals are holding on firmly, and there is no doubt that the two counties of Nanling and Wuling have fallen into the hands of Wei Jing.
It was almost the same as what Wei Jing had expected. He nodded and asked, "How is the capital?"
This question is asked to the emperor.
The Battle of Pingyang attracted worldwide attention, and ended with the complete defeat of the imperial army. It has been seven or eight days, and everyone who needs to know must have known it.
Han Xi said: "According to the news from the capital, the emperor was furious, but after his angry rebuke, there was no further movement."
For example, Qi Tian Gao Ben and others. Although these two men died in battle, they were inevitably praised or punished after their death. It would be abnormal to have no news about them.
Wei Jing curled his lips and smiled coldly.
This is anxiously waiting to see if the news of his death can be communicated smoothly.
In addition to the imperial court's defeat in the Battle of Pingyang, another major event was that Wei Jing was seriously injured. Wei Jing died. Although the emperor suffered heavy losses, at least his goal was achieved and he was both sad and happy. But if Wei Jing had not died, it would have been a huge loss.
Unfortunately, Wei looked disappointed.
Han Xi's eyes were filled with anger, and he reported: "In the past two days, the Zhenquan Army and Prince Ji have been restless again, and a war may break out in the near future."
Whether Wei Jing is dead or not, it is great news for Zhenquan Army and Prince Ji. The Northern Army mobilized 250,000 troops, of which 150,000 were transferred from the battlefields in Yu and Yan states. These troops would never return, so they were just the right size for a massive advance.
It is foreseeable how anxious Wei Xian would be.
A cold light flashed in Wei Jing's eyes.
He and Wei Xian had so many new and old grudges that even sleeping on their skin and eating their flesh could not ease the hatred in their hearts.
Ji Huan hurriedly said, "My Lord, we should focus on the war situation in Jingzhou this year."
He was afraid that Wei Jing would have new and old grudges, so he launched a northern expedition in anger.
It’s not that they won’t march north, but now is not the best time. They currently have better options than marching north first.
Shao Qing understood what Ji Huan meant. There was a melee among the major forces in the north, and to get involved, not only a good entry point but also a good timing was essential, which was obviously not the case now.
At least there was someone still sleeping soundly next to the bed. The three counties of Jingzhou under Wei Jing, namely Pingyang, Nanling and Wuling, all border on the territory of Prince An. The other party is eyeing it covetously to regain the lost land. No matter what the next step is, this man must be dealt with first.
And no matter what, he has to heal his wounds and take care of his body first. The war can be taken slowly, but if his body is damaged, it will be a lifetime loss.
Shao Qing frowned slightly.
Wei Jing understood everything, and he quickly gave her a reassuring look: "The defense of the two counties will be handed over to Zhang Yong and Fan Ya. The battle of Pingyang has just ended, and our army should not start another major battle for the time being. Let's rest for a few months first."
This is an objective condition, but it is also subjective. He wants to spend his whole life with his wife, so why wouldn't he attach great importance to taking care of his health?
"Bo Yan is right."
Wei Jing's voice was a little weak, but still steady. Although he hated Wei Xian, he was not as impulsive as Ji Huan worried.
Today, he is no longer an isolated person, and the fight for the world is no longer just for revenge, so his strategic approach is naturally cautious.
Wei Xian, let him live another three or two years.
However, he probably won't live a happy life. Counting the time, it has been eight days since he was shot by the arrow, and the Tongchuan camp has not raised the white flag, so it is basically certain that he is not dead.
After losing 250,000 northern troops, Prince Ji Zhenquan's army was in a desperate situation, but Wei Jing was not killed.
It's painful, right?
The same thing happened to Prince An, who wanted to take back the three counties of Jingzhou and even march into Yizhou after his death, but now all his efforts have been in vain.
It's not a pleasant feeling to have your expectations dashed, right?
You painstakingly planned a war in the name of the imperial court to kill him, but ended up losing both your wife and your army. Are you angry? It hurts, right?
Wei Jing curled his lips, his eyes revealing sarcasm.
…
Wei Jing was right. Prince An was really angry and resentful at this moment.
He had received news that Wei Jing was not dead.
Exactly.
Wei Jing had spies in the Jingzhou army, and so did he. After Wei Jing's situation stabilized, the news was officially announced in order to reassure the military.
As jubilant as the Yizhou army was, Prince An was as furious.
"An arrow shot through the chest and you're still alive?!"
How tough is this person's life? Can you survive two near-death experiences? Prince An slammed the desk, still not satisfied, so he pushed it hard, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone shattered to the ground.
In the outer study, Guo Huai and other trusted aides were also in silence after being shocked. Wei Xu also frowned after taking a look at the letter.
I have to say, the King of Qi is really lucky.
Not only did all the counterattack plans we had agreed on fail, but there was also another big problem. "Luo Jing, what do you think? The sooner the better."
In the Battle of Pingyang, if it were not for the two counties of Anling and Wuling, Prince An's damage would not have been serious, and he would have retreated in time. This is naturally the most correct strategy for their side, but not for the emperor.
The emperor lost 250,000 troops, while Prince An successfully retreated. It happened that Wei Jing was not dead yet. In this rage, it is not surprising that even brothers would turn against each other, let alone Prince An.
The top priority is to appease the emperor and cover up the matter.
Although Prince An now has his own territory, he never intends to give up the resources of the court. To be honest, if Wei Jing hadn't emerged, he would have gone north to gradually erode the emperor's power.
Now that the three counties have been lost and are difficult to recover, and with a powerful neighbor as an enemy, we cannot afford to fall out with the emperor.
Wei Jing! What a great Wei Jing!
King An gnashed his teeth and said, "The rebel king used a trick to cause the allied forces of the princes to collapse, and took the opportunity to split my army into two and annihilate them. I was forced to the east, and I saw Gao Ben and Qi Tian made repeated mistakes. The defeat was irreversible, so I had to break out and escape."
Although he really hoped that Wei Jing would die, he still had to be prepared for both situations. He had discussed the excuse many times and had submitted memorials to Luo Jing more than once.
Put all the blame on Gao Ben and Qi Tian. Anyway, these two people are dead and can't speak, and they don't know the real situation on the battlefield since they are not involved. Prince An's faction occupies an important position in the court and is always vocal. If you just avoid the main issues and admit your mistakes, you should be able to get away with it.
Prince An knew the emperor very well, and the latter must be furious that Wei Jing was not dead. Prince Ji and the Zhenquan Army would be coming up again soon, so even if there was some dissatisfaction, it should be manageable.
He dismissed everyone, picked up his pen to draft a long memorial, then wrote several secret letters to his confidants in Luojing, and finally called a few trusted guards.
Prince An handed over the memorial and the secret letter with a gloomy face, and whispered something to one of them.
"Do it quickly, and don't make any mistakes."
"yes!"
…
In fact, before Prince An's memorial arrived, the emperor had already received the exact news that Wei Jing was not dead. The hand holding the letter began to tremble. When Empress Dowager Feng, who had just entered the palace, saw it, her heart skipped a beat.
"My dear, what's wrong?" But, but...
"Mother, mother," Wei Xian grabbed his mother's hand and said in shock, "He is not dead, he is not dead!"
How is that possible?
Wasn't there an arrow through the chest?
That's a fine iron crossbow arrow, how is that possible? !
But Wei Jing didn't die.
And since the news could be widely announced among the army, his injuries must have improved significantly and his life was no longer in danger.
He sacrificed 250,000 Northern Army soldiers, his trusted aides such as Qi Tian and Gao Ben, and three full secret guards!
These five hidden guards were his last and closest line of defense.
His heart tightened, and he raised his head and ordered: "From today on, you two are not allowed to leave me even a step!"
Two people jumped down from the top of the beam, knelt down to answer, and then jumped up silently.
Wei Xian felt relieved, but his anxiety did not subside at all. Empress Dowager Feng squeezed his hand and asked in panic, "What should we do, my son? How can we kill the rebellious king?"
How could the great Chu Empire become like this in just a few years? She once thought that she would reach the top and enjoy glory, but now looking back, it seems like a short dream.
Wei Xian was annoyed: "I want to know too!"
The imperial court is no longer able to suppress the rebellious king!
He shook off his mother's hand and paced a few steps hurriedly like a trapped beast, without any clue. Unfortunately, it rained on top of it all.
A burst of hurried footsteps approached. It was the new Grand Marshal Zhan Quan: "Your Majesty, the Zhenquan army attacked our Pingshan Pass the night before last. Fortunately, the defenders were alert and repelled them in time!"
Pingshan Pass is a strategic pass in the northwest of Yuzhou and the front line of the battle between the imperial court and the Zhenquan Army. Although the enemy attack was repelled, the war, which had apparently ceased for several months, had started up again.
Zhan Quan looked anxious: "Your Majesty, if you defend for too long, you will lose!"
After 250,000 Northern troops were withdrawn, the imperial army in the Henan and Yan battlefields was more than enough for defense, but was stretched to the limit for offense. I had previously thought that even if we were defeated in the battle of Pingyang, there would at least be some remnants of the army left, but I didn't expect that they all surrendered to the rebel king.
The war in Yu-Yan battlefield broke out again. The imperial court is short of troops and will be in a passive position. It is basically impossible to be as stable as before.
Wei Xian stood still suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "Conscript more soldiers immediately!"
The call for new soldiers was carried out only a few months ago. Summon again? I am afraid that the pressure from the public will be enormous. But at this point, this was the only solution. Zhan Quan paused and said, "I obey your command!"
He hurriedly excused himself to do it.
Wei Xian's face was as gloomy as water. Seeing Zhan Quan walking out of the palace, he angrily flicked the memorial and it fell to the ground with a "clatter".
"Damn you, the Rebel King!"
"A bunch of useless things!"
…
It goes without saying that the emperor was furious, so what effect did Prince An’s memorial have?
Did the emperor believe it?
It wasn't long before Wei Jing received the report.
"Prince An is really good at dealing with the emperor."
When the news came, Shao Qing was just about to wipe Wei Jing's body. Now it is the thirteenth day after he was injured. His condition has improved significantly. He can get out of bed and walk slowly. He looks the same as usual, except that his face is still pale. However, it is much better than before.
His diet remained light, but he was no longer restricted to liquid food. His wounds had scabbed over, but he still couldn't take a bath. He had three wounds on his body, and the most he could do was to wring a handkerchief wet enough to wipe them.
Shao Qing ordered warm water to be brought in. She went behind the screen and combed her hair again. Then the water and the message came out.
While undressing Wei Jing, she took a peek and was shocked that Prince An was a deserter and yet he was able to get away with it.
The emperor did have some complaints, but he just scolded him and let it go. Unlike Qi Tian and Gao Ben, they were demoted after dying in battle. This was because he was the confidant left to him by the late emperor, and he died in battle, so he couldn't let other people down.
Wei Jing snorted coldly: "He has been following this mother and son submissively for more than ten years, and he has gained something in the end."
There is some irony in this. In fact, Wei Jing had no intention of exposing Prince An's ambitions. Firstly, it would harm others and not benefit himself. Secondly, he was unwilling to eradicate the cancer for his mortal enemy.
Seeing Wei Xian being fooled, he felt very happy.
Wei Jing threw down the letter and saw his wife wringing a handkerchief, so he leaned over to help her wash it: "If Prince Ji Zhenquan's army starts another war, Wei Xian will naturally not blame Wei Ping too much."
The war was at a stalemate, and the Northern Army on the front line had suffered losses of over 100,000 men. This time the situation was not as stable as before, and the emperor was anxious. In his eyes, Prince An was another great strength of his, and the reason he was not transferred to the front line was because of Wei Jing.
"Um."
Shao Qing carefully wiped his back twice, then turned to the front and said, "Let's just watch and wait until you recover."
Every time he mentioned the emperor, his mood would always turn from sunny to cloudy. Shao Qing rubbed his brows and kissed his tense face: "He won't be able to sit on the throne for many years."
Don't mind him.
Wei Jing's expression eased a little: "Yeah."
He smiled.
His mood still hadn't completely improved. Shao Qing sighed. There was nothing she could do about it and she could only comfort him with a few words.
well.
Shao Qing was thinking about how to coax Wei Jing a few more words to make him happy, but before she opened her mouth, a piece of good news arrived.
"My lord, we have found Madam Fu. She is in the area of Xiecheng, Quyang County, Jingzhou. Our people are stepping up their search and we will have definite news soon."
Han Xi hurried to the central tent, and knowing that hot water had been piped in, he did not dare to enter without permission. He reported loudly outside, his voice unable to conceal his joy.
"really!"
This was truly great news. Wei Jing stood up with a bang, not even bothering to touch the basin or put on his shirt, and rushed out of the outer tent.
"Tell me the details quickly!"
No wonder he was so surprised. Since the first discovery of the traces of Meng mother and son in Jiaozhou, the subsequent search has not been very smooth. It is not easy for an orphan and a widow to survive. Mother Meng and his son traveled all the way from Jiaozhou to Jingzhou. In the vast sea of people, their traces were sometimes visible and sometimes not. It was only today that their specific location was finally found.
Han Xi quickly recounted the detailed search process.
"Good, very good! Pass the order down and search carefully and make sure to find it."
"yes!"
Shao Qing grabbed his coat and chased him out, putting it on him as he listened, and led Han Xi to leave. Wei Jing was happy but also sad: "My uncle's spirit in heaven will surely be comforted."
He held her hand tightly, and Shao Qing shook it back. With the other hand, he embraced him and patted his back, saying softly, "Yes, it must be so."
In fact, after searching for several months, she was really afraid that the clues would be interrupted. This would give people hope and then be disappointed in the future. How sad Wei Jing would be.
Fortunately, it's fine now.
I hope the three members of the Meng family are all well, without missing a single one.
She patted Wei Jing's back gently: "You should take good care of your injuries. We will be back soon."
Wei Jing let out a long breath and smiled, "That's right."
"Okay, let's go back and finish cleaning ourselves, okay?"
"Um."
…
The couple waited anxiously, and the follow-up news did not take too long, as it was received seven days later.
This is good news, but it is not entirely good.
Mrs. Meng and her daughter Fu Yun were found.
It’s a pity that there is no Fu Pei.
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