At the same time, the Huo family military camp showed a completely different picture.
Huo Ying'an stood outside the tent, watching the commotion in the Jiang family camp, his face almost twisted with anger: "Useless, are you all useless?"
"I'm a military doctor too, why do I have so many things? You guys can't treat illnesses and you don't have brains, what's the use of you?"
"Look, let me see how beautiful the scenery is over there!"
The military doctors all lowered their heads, their faces full of grievance.
All they learned was how to treat illnesses, and they didn't know anything else. It was totally unreasonable for General Huo to be so angry.
But they didn't dare to say anything. Who knows if this man would chop them with a knife in his rage? It would be better for them to just bear with the humiliation. It was their fault that they were not as capable as him.
Yang Huaizhi came on horseback and said respectfully, "General, I have a letter, it's urgent!"
Huo Ying'an pursed his lips and said nothing. After reaching out to take it, he glared at the military doctors and said, "Alright, stop standing around here. Go back to your tent and read."
The military doctors looked up only after the people had walked away.
They looked at each other and sighed together. They were already at this age, and their brains were indeed not as flexible as those of the younger generation.
Winter is a time for leisure, but I still have to read books. There are so many books to read...
Huo Ying'an returned to the tent and looked at the mark at the corner with a stern expression: Could this letter from His Majesty be an important instruction?
After opening it and reading it, his face turned completely dark.
Gnashing his teeth, he said, "Mo Xiaotong, it's Mo Xiaotong again. Why do all the people look at him with such admiration? He's just a fake, fake!"
Yang Huaizhi's expression changed, and he hurriedly said: "General, you can't say that. Regardless of whether that person is real or fake, he has the ability, and in the eyes of Your Majesty, he is real."
"If you were to expose it, His Majesty might get angry at the general, which would be bad for you..."
"Besides, we have no evidence, so how can we prove that the man is fake? We might even get bitten back. The real Mo Xiaotong has long since disappeared, maybe even dead."
How could Huo Ying'an not know this? He pounded the table angrily. He should not have brought the person to prove himself in order to avoid suspicion. Otherwise, this situation would not have happened.
He doesn't care whether those untouchables live or die, but he just can't accept that this honor falls on the heads of fakes.
What’s even more infuriating is that His Majesty also asked him to protect the counterfeit goods, and if anything happened to the counterfeit goods, he would also be implicated.
Yang Huaizhi and the others calmed down and continued, "General, I thought you and Mo Xiaotong, no, now it's General Mo, it's not appropriate to continue to be enemies."
"Next spring, the General's Mansion will return to the capital. General Mo will also return at that time. Given the high regard Your Majesty holds him in, he will surely rise to prominence when he returns."
"Even if we can't make friends with them, we can't make enemies with them either."
Huo Ying'an pursed his lips and said nothing. He would never try to please that man. That would be like pressing his face to the ground and stepping on it.
"I'll think about this matter again. Go pick out some good ginseng and give it directly to General Mo... If he accepts it, we can have more frequent interactions in the future."
Yang Huaizhi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I will do it right away."
"General, please come to town more often in the future. If you meet me by chance, please treat me to a meal and a drink. There's nothing between men that can't be bridged by a drink. If there is, then treat me to two meals."
After a long silence, he finally spoke: "Yeah!"
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Jiang Ling lifted the curtain with a smile on his face and strode in. He glanced at the person who was fiddling with the hidden weapon, and the smile on his face deepened.
"San'er, you've done a great job in making the kang."
Jiang Sheng was busy with his work, not really paying attention: "Well, I don't need to make great achievements. I can do something for the people. It's just that I feel so sorry for them."
"By the way, brother, what did that person mean? Why did he appoint me as a general? If I return to the capital, won't he lock me up and make medicine for me?"
Jiang Ling thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes, he needs someone with great talent to help him consolidate his imperial power, but he also wants immortality more. After you return to the capital, you will definitely be imprisoned in the palace."
"Don't ever think of it again!"
"But don't worry, I've arranged a substitute for you. When the real Mo Xiaotong enters the palace, you will resume your identity as the third son of the Jiang family."
Jiang Sheng rolled his eyes and understood what his brother meant.
"My brother wants me to cooperate with Mo Xiaotong. He will be the cover to confuse that person. Then I will be free and Mo Xiaotong will enter the palace."
"This is indeed the best arrangement."
Seeing him fiddling with something on the table, Jiang Ling asked curiously, "San'er, what kind of hidden weapon is this?"
Jiang Sheng said softly, "Oh, this is called the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle. This is my first time making it, and I always can't put it together and can't bring out its true effect."
The table was broken into pieces with a loud crash, and I failed again.
"Sure enough, I failed again... Oh."
Jiang Sheng scratched his head, looking a little annoyed: "Why doesn't it work? It's so annoying. I clearly followed the steps, so what went wrong?"
Jiang Ling saw him scratching his head, looking like he was stuck in a rut.
He hurriedly said, "San'er, why don't we go out for a walk and go to the iron shop to get a feel for it. Maybe we can find the problem."
"...A metal shop? Are there any shops that specialize in concealed weapons?"
"Yes, but it's in Shihan Town. It's not good for you to stay buried in the tent all the time. Your eyes are red from staying up all the time. Why not go out for a walk?"
Jiang Sheng thought about it and agreed. He stood up, waved his hand, put the things into the space, put on the fox fur, and said, "Brother, we can go now."
Jiang Ling nodded, stood up and prepared to go out.
The guard's voice was heard outside the curtain.
"General Mo, General Huo sent someone to deliver something to you. Should we let them in?"
Jiang Sheng was a little confused when he heard this: "Who? Huo Ying'an has always disliked me. Why would he send me something for no reason? I'm afraid he has no good intentions."
"Let someone come in, I'll see what he wants to do."
Yang Huaizhi came in with the box in his arms against the cold wind and knelt down to salute: "Greetings, General Mo. I am here on the orders of General Huo to deliver ginseng to General Mo."
"I heard that General Mo is weak. If he eats ginseng for nourishment, it will definitely be beneficial to his health."
...Is he really that fragile? He is just weak due to premature birth. It is not the time for him to take ginseng to replenish his body.
Jiang Sheng took it and opened it casually. The ginseng that looked like a human came into view. It was at least five hundred years old and worth several thousand taels.
His hands trembled, but he quickly steady himself.
"This ginseng is at least five hundred years old. It's too valuable. I can't accept it. You should take it back."
The box closed and pushed straight back.
Jiang Sheng's face was full of pain. He had only seen such a big ginseng a few times, let alone eating it himself. It was so expensive and painful.
Yang Huaizhi glanced at him and naturally saw that he was distressed. The corners of his mouth curled slightly and he continued to persuade him.
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