Chapter 65: Pengyou Pengyou [Jinjiang genuine version only sent to Xianyang]...
Lu Zhu thought for a moment and replied:
"General, when the military doctor was changing the young man's dressing this morning, he told me that the young man's leg wound is now fine, but his shoulder wound is still quite serious. I'm afraid he'll need to recuperate for a while longer, maybe a few months until spring arrives and the weather warms up, before he can fully recover."
Meng Tian pursed his lips and nodded, then he stroked his chin and thought for a moment before saying:
"Lu Zhu, go find the military doctor yourself and have him prepare enough medicine for the wound. Quickly dispatch five hundred soldiers to escort the young Hu man to Xianyang."
"Go to Xianyang?" Lu Zhu was a little confused when he heard this. After reacting, he frowned worriedly and said:
"General, isn't this a bit inappropriate? We haven't yet determined whether that young man is a Yuezhi prince. If we rashly send him to Xianyang, what if something happens in the capital?"
Meng Tian took a sip of milk tea and shook his head:
"That's fine. This is His Majesty's wish. He wants to see him. Besides, he's just a wounded young Hu man. Now that he's alone in Qin's hands, he's the one who should be panicking. No matter how ferocious he is, he won't cause any trouble in the imperial capital."
"Furthermore," Meng Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice cold, "after the spring, we must drive the Xiongnu out of the Hetao region and drive them far away. Whether it's the Yuezhi or the Xiongnu, they will sooner or later fall to the Qin. If that young Hu man is truly up to something, he'll die a miserable death when he reaches Xianyang."
When Lu Zhu heard this, he understood that His Majesty had already discussed this with his general, so he said nothing more and hurriedly stood up from his seat and bowed to Meng Tian, who was kneeling on the seat.
"General, I understand. Lu Zhu will arrange for the young man to leave the border town."
"Yeah." Meng Tian nodded, and after watching Lu Zhu leave in a hurry, he put down the ceramic cup in his hand and couldn't help but take the map out of the envelope again. The more he looked at the fine lines on it, the more exquisite it seemed to him.
He had also dealt with the Hu people and the Xiongnu outside the Great Wall several times, but the map he had was not as detailed as the one sent by Your Majesty.
Meng Tian recalled that his younger brother Meng Yi had told him when he came to the border town with the eldest prince to inspect the Great Wall in the summer that the eldest prince and his wife had given birth to a grandson of the emperor who was loved by heaven and chosen by the black bird.
Could this detailed map of the outer regions of the Great Wall be related to the Prince of Xiao'an, known as the Saintly Grandson?
Meng Tian held the parchment map in his hand and thought secretly, and at the same time became more curious about the real situation in Xianyang City.
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In a small courtyard not far from the General's Mansion.
The young Hu man, who was lying quietly on the bed thinking, couldn't help but frowning.
Even though he had been in this strange house for almost ten days, he was still a little confused about his situation. He didn't understand why he was picked up by a group of Qin people halfway when he was clearly running towards the tribe.
The fourteen-year-old Hu boy simply didn't know what to say!
Just as he was worrying about how to escape from the Qin-controlled territory and get back to the outside of the Qin Great Wall, a series of footsteps were heard outside the door. The young Hu man was startled and hurriedly covered his injured shoulder with his hand. He sat up from the bed and subconsciously touched the scimitar at his waist, but of course he touched nothing.
Two black wooden doors creaked and were pushed open from the outside.
The howling cold wind instantly blew in the snowflakes.
The young Hu man clutched the wound on his shoulder tightly as he looked at the Qin man who was walking in from outside. His eyes were filled with vigilance. He stared at the black-clothed Qin man approaching him like a half-grown prairie wolf, and said in a clumsy Qin dialect with a frown:
"Qin Yin, what exactly do you want to do?"
"Why are you detaining me here? I'm a prince of the Yuezhi! I'm a noble of the Huyin tribe! I'm not one of you, Qinyin! And I'm not under your jurisdiction! Let me go immediately!"
Lu Zhu, who walked in with his hands behind his back, immediately waved his hands and smiled when he heard the words of the Hu young man:
"Little prince of the Hu tribe, please don't panic. We Qin people are the most hospitable and will make friends with the Hu tribe sooner or later."
"Since you are the little prince of the Yuezhi, injured in the snow and picked up by the envoys sent by our Great Qin Emperor to the Yuezhi to educate the Hu people, then this must be a meeting arranged by the Black Bird!"
"Don't worry, we will never hurt you!"
The young Hu man frowned, struggling to digest what the Qin man in front of him said, without saying a word.
He felt really helpless. If he had not been injured and if he had not been intercepted by the Qin people around the Yuezhi tribe, he would have run back to the tribe long ago!
Seeing the young Hu man with his eyes downcast and silent, the expression on his face was very intriguing, and the meaning in Lu Zhu's eyes became stronger.
Pretend! Pretend again!
No matter how good this young Hu man disguised himself, there was no joy for home in his eyes when he mentioned the "Yuezhi Tribe". This shows that since he woke up, the boy has been saying half-truths. From his clothes and conversation, it can be seen that he is indeed a nobleman in the Hu people tribe and is indeed related to the "Yuezhi Tribe", but he is definitely not as simple as a "prince".
Lu Zhu thought for a moment, then turned and whispered a few words to the military doctor behind him. The military doctor, carrying a medicine box, immediately stepped forward and walked towards the bed.
Seeing the Qin doctor, who was over fifty years old, stripping his clothes as soon as he came in front of him, the Hu boy was completely stunned and struggled:
"What are you trying to do? Didn't you say I'm your Qin Yin's friend? Are you trying to strip me of my clothes?"
The gray-haired Qin military doctor said coldly to the fierce-eyed Hu boy,
"What's wrong with you, Prince? Every time I check your wounds, I ask you to take off your clothes, but you refuse. I can't help but take action, and you struggle desperately. Aren't you said to be very open-minded? How can an old man like me dare to be so frivolous with you?"
Hearing these words, the young Hu man instantly let go of his hands in frustration. Because of his experience in the tribe, he was extremely averse to strangers approaching his neck and shoulders. This feeling of being out of control always made him nervous, fearing that the other party would pinch his neck tightly with both hands in an attempt to strangle him to death!
The old military doctor, unaware of the shadow in the boy's heart, narrowed his slightly presbyopic eyes slightly amid the boy's tense nerves, took out a ceramic bottle from the medicine box, sprinkled some brown medicine powder under the boy's opened bandage, and then bandaged the boy's injured right shoulder with a clean bandage.
This young Hu man was really lucky and had a good physical foundation. If an ordinary person was shot in the same place where he was injured and fell off a running horse, even if he did not freeze to death on the snow, his right arm would be completely disabled. Unexpectedly, after this young Hu man was brought back by the envoy, he only used some medicinal powder and drank a few bowls of medicinal soup. Not only did he wake up quickly, but the wound on his right shoulder also did not fester.
They have such a good physique as expected from being fed with milk and big chunks of meat since childhood. Although the old military doctor despises the barbarians from outside the Great Wall for their barbarity and lack of etiquette, he really admires the strong physique of these barbarians who grow up on horseback.
About a quarter of an hour later, after the old military doctor had bandaged the young Hu's wounds, he carefully examined his leg wound and took his pulse. He then put his medicine bottle back into the medicine box and bowed to Lu Zhu, saying, "Deputy General Lu, this Hu boy has a good physique and has healed well from his wounds. He can be sent away directly."
"Send away?"
He straightened his body, waiting for the Qin doctor to change the medicine and bandage him. Then he hurriedly put on his fur winter robe, which he had torn off, and immediately sat up from the bed. He looked at Lu Zhu expectantly and asked:
"Are you Qin Yin finally going to leave your nest and return to the frontier?"
Lu Zhu smiled and said:
"Little Prince, congratulations, you got half of it right."
"We do want to let you leave the border town, but we're not sending you west, we're sending you east?"
"Pengyou~ni, what do you mean by this?"
Although the young Hu man had a good physique, he was only thirteen years old after all. He immediately became anxious when he heard these ambiguous words.
Lu Zhu still put his hands behind his back and said with a smile:
"Little Prince, our Majesty, who is far away in the imperial capital of Xianyang, wishes to see you."
"I am under the order of the general to send you to Xianyang immediately."
"What? You want to send me to see King Qin?"
When the young Hu man heard this unexpected answer, his pupils trembled slightly in shock.
Lu Zhu shook his head and corrected with a smile:
"Little Prince, you are in the Yuezhi tribe, so I guess you don't understand what's going on with us, the Seven Heroes. Last year, our King Qin swept across the world and unified the country. Now, the title of King Qin no longer exists. Please follow me and call him 'Your Majesty'!"
"Sweep across the world and unify the world?"
Hearing these eight domineering words, the young Hu man's face changed, and his two slightly trembling pupils began to tremble violently. Even his clumsy elegant language was pronounced clearly this time.
Even though he had limited knowledge about the Seven Kingdoms, he knew that behind the three sections of the Great Wall, there were seven vassal states fighting each other all day long, fighting to the death.
In the past, there was a fierce general named Li Mu in the State of Zhao who once severely punished the tribe where his people lived.
How come the seven vassal states behind the Great Wall suddenly became one?
"Sweep across the world and unify the world." The young Hu man whispered these eight words that made his blood boil inexplicably. He couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart: "Eternal Heaven!"
He carefully observed the changes in expression on the young Hu boy's face, wondering why a young barbarian from outside the Great Wall was so excited after hearing what he said.
Do you know their Majesty's surname? Do you know where Xianyang is? Why are you so inexplicably excited here?
He waved directly towards the door, and immediately four tall and mighty Qin soldiers rushed in. In the eyes of the Hu young man who was wide-eyed with shock, Lu Zhu directly ordered the soldiers:
"Lift him up, put him in a carriage, and transport him back to Xianyang. If he's obedient, let him lie down freely. If he's disobedient, stuff his mouth with a handkerchief! Tie his hands and feet and send him to the imperial capital!"
"promise!"
Four sturdy Qin soldiers immediately rushed over and lifted the young Hu man with long curly hair from the bed in front of the young Hu man's wide-open eyes. Before the young Hu man could express his opinion, he was carried to the snow outside the house!
Feeling the moisture of the snowflakes floating on his forehead, the young Hu man was so angry that he almost laughed!
Barbarians! Who are the barbarians? How could they treat "pengyou~" like this?!
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