MTL - Deposed Empress General-Chapter 82 Situation

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Chapter 82: The Storm

The wind in May has brought warmth. From the Qifeng Palace, Murong Yan has not spoken. In fact, the mood is not bad. Now the military has Zhou Xin, and once Yu Di recovers, he can be appointed captain. North Korea will soon give birth to his flesh.

In the past two years, the big swallow was also in good weather. Although the people could not be said to be rich, at least they had not been hungry before. The people of Dayan were quite satisfied with the King of Yan.

He couldn't find a reason for his depression.

He just walked slowly in this cold and cold palace garden, and unknowingly passed by Nanqing Palace again. He knew he shouldn't go in. Those stays were totally meaningless. So he really didn't go in. He walked outside the palace, and on top of the palace wall, the wild rose came out of the wall and hung down the flower buds to him.

The flower and Ye touched his shoulder, he glanced back and said softly to Wang Yunzhao behind him, "There is no need to stay in the palace and weed it all out."

Wang Yunzhao quickly bowed and said, "Yes."

Turning around to call the Guards, Murong Yan suddenly said, "Forget it."

For a moment, Wang Yunzhao couldn't figure out what he thought. Murong Yan strode forward. In fact, as long as a person's mind is firm, how can he be disturbed by foreign objects? How many wild vines are left behind? He stopped paying attention.

After Wen left the left wolf, both Wen Xingye and Mrs. Wen did not fall asleep for several nights. Wen Xingye called Ke Qing and Wei Wei to her, and said, "When she left, she told me to treat you two kindly. Now there is no place in Wen House where you are needed. Whether to go or stay, you decide. Right. "

Wei Wei's tears shed, and she said, "She's going to leave, why not take us?"

Wen Xingye's loyalty to both loyal and innocent people inevitably gave him a high look, and Wen Yan said: "She was a longing and free person who would take you around the world. It is always inconvenient. In the future, you have plans ?"

Wei Wei wiped a tear and said, "I want to stay in Wen House and wait for the master and wife."

Wen Xingye said, "It's okay, but I haven't set foot in Chaoyang for a long time, and now it's just a bad old man. If you want, you can be a good person until the age is reached."

Wei Wei choked and didn't speak, but Qing said, "Ding Guogong, I ..." She lowered her head, did not dare to look at the people around her, and whispered, "I was originally from the palace. I wanted to follow the general. Now that the general has left, I ... can I ... return to the palace again? "

Wen Xingye was not surprised, saying, "Yes. I will let Director Wang send someone to pick you up."

Ke Qing still had some guilty consciences, and said on his knees, "Thank you Dingguo."

Wei Wei was anxious: "Ke Qing, now there is only a queen in the palace. You do n’t know how to make things difficult. How can you ..."

Ke Qing didn't look into her eyes and said, "I thought about it. Now that the general has left, she shouldn't make me a little housemaid."

Her voice was so calm that Vivi stopped talking. In the afternoon, Wang Yunzhao sent a housekeeper to bring her back into the palace. Although she missed her last prescription, Wang Yunzhao did not embarrass her too much. After all, the left wolf has left, and Murong Yan has no intention of disposing of a small maid.

Today there are no queens and no concubines in the palace, so many incidents are inevitable. Ke Qing was arranged to clean the palace garden in Nanqing Palace. No one here, and of course few people come. She always looked at the wild roses across the courtyard and froze. That flower has a very strong vitality. Just climbing it like this makes the whole palace fall into a sea of ​​flowers.

The vines were tangled up and down.

At first, she was still hoping that maybe Murong Yan would come here to see Wusiren because of the left wolf. But he didn't. After she entered Nanqing Palace, Murong Yan never came. As if there were no people or things to remember.

As in his life, all the people and things that have ever been, and the places they have been.

Memories are gravel. From life to death, there is no pearl.

After getting off the carriage from Yanlou, Zuolanglang immediately walked the mountains of Panlonggu, bypassed Jinyang City, and headed for Yuhouguan. Yuyanguan knows very few people, almost none.

Moreover, Jiang Sanyi and others also determined that she would go west. After all, many generals in the army were her old ministry. No doubt she will be much safer. So, including the Jiang Sanyi and Duanmu families, almost everyone who wanted to find her was looking west.

Yuhouguan is near Mount Yilu, with the Kunlun River under it. Since ancient times, it has been known for its mystery and many beautiful legends have spread. It is said that the end of the Kunlun River is connected to the ghost town.

In recent years, the east of Dayan has been regarded as peaceful. Tu He, Dong Hu and other ministries, although sometimes harassed, are petty. They are nomadic tribe and cannot leave the grassland. Occasionally come to grab some food, money, and then return to Yilu Mountain.

Therefore, the garrison here is much easier.

Zuo Canglang walked very slowly all the way, her health was not good, and there was nothing to say.

After walking for two months like this, just after she descended from the Panlong Mountains, she stopped. At the junction of the mountain in front of me, there was a man in a monk's clothing and white shoes and a beard. This person, however, Zuo Langlang recognized it. She stepped forward and made a long slap: "Master Xue Zhan? So coincident, you are also at Yuhouguan?"

Xue Zhan responded to her and said, "Unfortunately, the poor are here. I have been waiting for the general for more than a month."

Zuolanglang unexpectedly: "Master is waiting for me here? Is there anything wrong?"

Xuezhan said, "The general should not leave."

Zuolanglang's smile faded and he said, "If the master comes here to persuade him, then there is no need to say more."

Xue Zan sighed, but didn't say much, but just said, "If the general has decided, there is a box of elixir to replenish blood and qi, and the general needs to be rehabilitated." Zuo Canglang did not Reached out to pick it up, did he come here, as Murong Yan ordered?

If yes, then is this box of medicine really blood tonic?

God, she couldn't believe him anymore.

She said: "The master is kind, and she is in the bottom of her heart. But if you do n’t get help, you don't have to take this medicine." After finishing speaking, Master Xuezhan sighed and went down with him.

At the foot of the mountain is a small village with a stone roof and a grass roof. Zuolanglang likes such a secluded place and can avoid others' eyes. Just when I reached the village entrance, I heard a cry. She frowned slightly, and saw a child crying loudly in a stone house.

There were people in the courtyard who looked like villagers, and looked down and said something, all faces were very anxious. From time to time, a woman's scream came out.

The left wolf frowned, and stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"

Someone looked back and saw a woman, and couldn't help but say, "The Li family's sister-in-law has a cub, and it won't come down all day and night. I'm afraid it is ..." When she saw her face, she asked, "Who are you?"

Zuolanglang said, "I am passing by here, and I want to drink water."

The man agreed, and although he was in a hurry, he pointed at Shijing and said, "I'm so confused now, I can't entertain you, you can drink it yourself. There is a **** in the kitchen," he pointed toward the kitchen and said: "Get it for yourself."

Zuolanglang soaked the water by himself. The spring water in the mountain was very sweet. She took a few sips and heard the mother's voice faint. There are no midwives in the village, and only the women who have had a few births take care of them.

After a while, a woman came out and said to the men outside, "It's not good, Li's sister-in-law is dead!"

Everyone was quiet outside, a man shouted and rushed into the delivery room.

Zuolanglang thought about it, put down the water scoop, and went into the delivery room. On the rugged bed inside, a woman with a big belly was covered with cloth under her body, sweating her hair and dying.

A man who looked like her husband was hugging her, and just crying. The left wolf stepped forward slowly, reached out and gently touched the mother's belly, and the fetus was alive. Just tossing day and night, she has no energy to produce.

The villagers were desperate, and no one noticed her. But she rushed out suddenly—the mountain that Master Xuezhan went down with her must not have gone far! He is proficient in medicine and may save this woman.

Although Master Xuezhan is old, his footwork is not slow. Besides, there are many forks in the mountains, and it's hard to tell which way to go. Zuolanglang deeply regretted not paying attention at that time. At this time, he had to look around and occasionally shouted, "Master Xuezhan-"

The voice murmured between the empty mountains and valleys, spreading far and wide, so the mountains also shouted.

After searching for a while, the left wolf couldn't help it. Her physical condition now has only felt her heart beating, and she was out of breath. Fortunately, at this moment, a voice behind him suddenly said, "What's the call of the old general?"

Zuo Langlang couldn't say a word, but knew it was not too late, and insisted, "There is a woman in the village ahead who has difficulty giving birth. It is almost impossible."

Master Xuezhan frowned as soon as he heard it, "Go!"

The left wolf is really unable to move: "Go forward to the east, about four or five miles away. The master is fast, I look at his blood, he is already very weak."

Master Xuezhan didn't care about the others. She carried her on her shoulders, performed her work lightly, and walked along the grass. About a quarter of an hour, the village in front was already in sight. Zuolanglang said, "This is it."

Master Xuezhan was about to walk in, and suddenly said, "The mountain people are stubborn. I'm afraid they won't let a man treat a mother. Even if I agree, she may not be a good person in the future."

Zuo Canglang stunned: "But people always live to be able to care about others."

Master Xuezhan glanced at her and said, "Are there any women's clothes in your bag?"

The left wolf was really stunned: "What?"

Master Xuezhan reached for her baggage, found a set of clothes, and went behind the haystack to change it. Then she took her waist knife and shaved her beard a few times. Then put on a turban.

Zuo Langlang wanted to laugh, but she held back.

Master Xuezhan didn't say much, motioned her to follow her, and came forward together. At this time, the left wolf led Master Xuezhan to the past. Sure enough, in the delivery room, the villagers were already preparing the funeral for the mother. Zuo Canglang said, "This elder brother! We are from outside the mountain. My ... my master is proficient in the art of Qihuang. Occasionally, if I pass by here, the elder brother will let her treat this uncle?"

The villagers originally had the color of doubt, but at this time, they looked up at a dress-dressed and tightly-wrapped Master Xuezhan, and immediately rushed to the doctor: "Is this true? If so, please ask this bodhisattva Save my lady! "

The man knelt on the ground and began to scratch his head. Master Xuezhan did not help him up, and walked towards the delivery room. Of course, the left wolf followed. Xuezhan waved his hand, motioning everyone around to leave, and the left wolf immediately drove everyone out.

Then he diagnosed the pulse and spoke a moment later: "The fetal position is not correct, and the mother is exhausted." He took a pill from the pouch he took with him and said, "Hydration, infusion."

The left wolf hurriedly poured a little water, and dispelled the pills. Xue Zhan was not idle, so she immediately took out the golden needle and pierced her acupuncture point. The mother had already clenched her teeth, making it difficult for her to drip. After a few stitches, the mother slowly took a breath and opened her eyes.

She looked at the two in front of her, and seemed to want to ask. Zuolanglang did not give her a chance to speak, but just said, "Drink, fast."

She drank the water, Xuehan reached out and gently rubbed her abdomen, as if in the normal position. After a while, the mother seemed to have some strength before she asked, "Who are you?"

Zuolanglang said, "Doctor, don't talk."

The mother really didn't speak, and slowly, her physical strength seemed to recover, and Xue Zhan gave her another medicine to signal her exertion. This toss, time and hours have passed. Xue Zhan's forehead was full of sweat. The mother also felt that this time was much easier. Taking a deep breath and exerting force, the child showed his head.

The left wolf did not deliver, but at this time he couldn't help it, and slowly led the child out. The child looked purple with no sound. The left wolf was taken aback-was it too late?

It was Xuezhan who took the baby over, took out the dirt in her mouth, and patted it with her palm on her hips. The baby wow and cried.

The cry was so loud that those who were waiting outside turned sorrow into joy, and a big rock fell to the ground.

After giving the baby to the midwife, Zuo Canglang followed Xue Zhan out, Xue Zhan wanted to wash her hands, and she went to the well to fetch water. Some of the villagers kneeled down and thanked her. Xuezhan waved her hands and left after washing her hands. Where in the village was willing to let go, he was too busy to hold back.

In the chaos, it was not known who opened his turban, and found that the doctor turned out to be a monk. Suddenly the villagers were furious, "old hooligan", "flower monk" and so on, and everything was scolded! Zuolanglang was very angry: "Dash, he saved your loved ones!"

Master Xuezhan slowly wiped his hands with his clothes and said, "Amitabha, the old Nanai Fachang Temple presides over Xuezhan." All villagers stayed for a while, even in such a small village, the name of Xuezhan Everyone has heard of it. The monks of Fachang Temple often applied porridge cloth medicine in various places.

He showed the temple plate and said, "Today the woman is dead, and the old Nat came to her by fate. You don't have to panic."

The villagers were surprised, and someone was already kneeling. Of course, Zuolanglang didn't believe in this destiny. For a moment, his expression was delicate. Xue Zhan didn't say much, and strode out of the village. Behind the haystack, he found the monk's clothes and put them on again. This time, there is no more solemnity of the previous Baoxiang, after all, the beard is gone, and the whole head looks like a bald scoop.

Zuolanglang said: "... It's abominable! Isn't human life worse than ridiculous festivals? These people are simply dead."

Xuezhan said, "Why are the generals fighting on the battlefield?"

Zuo Canglang froze, I don't know why the topic came here. Xuezhan put on straw shoes and walked forward, saying, "In addition to the children's private affairs, there is always a little bit, is it for the people of the Great Yan, the land of the country? From ancient times to the present, those heroes and heroes have always said to save the Cangsheng, but what is Cangsheng? They are mortals. These one by one may be alert and intelligent, or ignorant and foolish. They are more specific than all beings and more real than righteousness. "

He turned to look at Zuolanglang and said, "So my deception and the general's anger, in any case, are all about crossing people, after all, it is a kind of compassion."

When he said this, his head was as bright as a bald scoop, but the left wolf suddenly felt awed. Those gods and legends may not really exist. They are just the ultimate hope of human beings, absolutely bright.

But if everyone has a good heart, who dares to say that they do not exist?

Master Xuezhan slowly descended the mountain. Zuolanglang suddenly asked, "The master said, what medicine would you like to send me?"

Xuezhan smiled and slowly passed her two boxes of pills. The left blue wolf took it and worshiped him, he nodded, and fled away.

Looking at his back, Zuo Canglang suddenly felt a little confused. If it was not Murong Yan who sent him here, what would he do at Yuhouguan this time?

However, everyone has her own personal affairs, and she is also inconvenient to ask questions, and she is still moving forward to Yilu Mountain. Yilu Mountain is in the east of Dayan, and high mountain roads are dangerous, but there are herbs and prey in the mountain. On the one hand, she can avoid people's eyes, on the other hand, after all, she lived in the mountains as a child. It's good to be back in the mountains nowadays.

She built a wooden house in Yilu Mountain, raised two hounds, and trained a Hai Dongqing. Coming here all the way, although the body is difficult to restore to the past, but hunting is not a problem. So she hunted every day.

Exotic merchants come and go here, complete fur can sell for a good price. It really doesn't work, picking jade and pearls, it's easy to feed yourself.

After leaving Jinyang City, her life was fulfilling and comfortable. For a moment, she only heard the wind of the mountains and forests, and forgot the past of her predecessors.

Soon after Xuezhan came down, someone came to greet him. The visitor was not someone else, but it was Murong Ruo who disappeared for a long time!

Seeing Master Xuezhan, he knelt down and said, "Master!"

Xuezhan sighed and said, "Your Highness, is there anything important for your Highness to send someone a letter?"

Murong Ruo said, "Master, now the old king and his father have been eradicated by Murong Yan, a chaotic thief. I wanted to meet the master in Jinyang City several times, but I had no choice but to give up. Fortunately, the Tibetan Song martial arts skills were strong Let him invite Master to come here. "

Xue Zhan said, "His Royal Highness, Your Highness is now at the border, so why not delay it? Wouldn't it be nice if you left Dayyan?"

Mu Rongruo gritted his teeth: "Master! How willing are the disciples! The father is still in the hands of a lonely bamboo, and I don't know what kind of life I am. How can I stand by as a minister and a son of man?"

Xue Zhan said, "Your Highness, now that Dayan's overall situation is settled, and the nations will no longer come to commit crimes. Even if His Highness is still ambitious, what can he do?"

Murong Ruo said: "When the father Wang left Jinyang, he once gave a treasure map to the master and let the master keep it for me. Now as long as I take out these treasures, I can still recruit soldiers to buy horses and make great achievements!"

Xue Zhan said, "His Royal Highness, how much swallow's blood will we bleed by then?"

Murong wanted him, and said, "Even Master, has he bowed to Murong Yan's lust?"

Xuezhan groaned silently, and Murong Ruo said, "If Master is afraid, please give the treasure map to the apprentice, and the apprentice should plan for himself, and there is no relationship between him and Master."

Xue Zhan held the rosary and said, "The treasure map was handed over to the old grandmother by the emperor, and it is naturally possible for your Highness to retrieve it. But Your Highness, now Jinyang City, is more heavily guarded than it was then. How can you enter must go?"

With tears in his eyes, Murong suddenly knelt down: "Master, ask Master to help the disciples once more and take me into the city!"

Xuezhan lifted him up and said, "Your Highness!"

Murong Ruo could not afford to bow, Xue Zhan forcibly lifted him up and said, "Just let Lao Na help His Highness this time. But please remember that after this incident, His Highness's success or failure has nothing to do with Lao Na."

Murong Ruoxian said, "Thank you, Master!"

Soon after, Xue Zhan and his disciples returned to Jinyang City. Although there are many barriers along the way, of course, his identity will not be thoroughly investigated. Murong Ruo was able to sneak back to Jinyang City.

However, as Xue Zhan said, Jinyang City today is heavily guarded, and if Murong is almost unable to walk, it is impossible to retrieve the treasure under the ancient Buddha in the singing hall.

He stayed in the city for several days. His portrait in the imperial city was posted with some general criminals, which was very eye-catching. Murong Yan has never withdrawn his arrest.

In desperation, he had to resort to Master Xuezhan again. Master Xuezhan had no choice but to contact the goddess of worship Jade. He met Mu Qingxie, the predecessor of the Yujiao religion, and Mo Fei always regarded him as an elder.

At this point, Yang Lianting heard that the left wolf was leaving, and was so anxious that he went to see Leng Feiyan to inquire about the news, not at Gusheshan. Master Xuezhan brought Murong Ruo to the mountain, and Ah Fei also received it. She had no thoughts, and immediately asked, "Master Xue Zhan, is this disciple you mentioned?"

Master Xuezhan did not tell her identity of Murong Ruo, because they knew that Murong Yuan had executed Mu Qingxie, and everyone who worshiped Yujiao had always been deeply resentful to him. Even I don't like the whole Murong family. That ’s why he said at the moment, “This is the old disciple of Lao Na ’s, because he provokes his enemies who should not be provoked. . Also ask the maiden to make it convenient. "

A Fei looked at Murong Ruo. She had seen the prince, but she was a saint after all. Even if she saw her, she would not be too close. If she looked at it from a distance, she had no impression. And for so long, Murong Ruo fled all the way, she was already dark and thin, she could not go to see the portraits on the street, so she had never recognized it.

A Fei didn't talk much, she also knew that Master Xue Zhan would not enter the Jade Religion for a trivial matter. Say it is the enemy's family ... maybe the son of the widow's family?

It's not a big deal, and it's easy for her to give an injection. So she thought about it and said, "Since Master Xue Zhan has spoken, Ah Fei naturally has no reason to refuse."

Xuezhan folded her hands and thanked him.

A Fei didn't delay, she gave a needle to Murong Ruo on the spot, just a few needles down, Murong Ruo's lips became thin, her nose collapsed, and her eye sockets became dark. She had become a middle-aged man with an unusual appearance.

She said: "This appearance can not be maintained for long, at most a month. The master must be mentally prepared."

Xuezhan of course nodded, glanced at Murong Ruo, thanked him again, and took him away from Gusheshan.

At this time, Yang Lianting and Leng Feiyan were drinking in Qian Bilin. Yang Lianting asked, "Why didn't she tell me when she left?"

Leng Feiyan said: "She left because she was dissatisfied with the present. No matter she saw you or me, she would be angry with her Majesty. It is common sense to see you."

Yang Lianting said, "But her body ... I just took the medicine and had no time to give it to her!"

Leng Feiyan smiled and said, "What a wonderful panacea can't cure her injury. What's the use?"

Yang Lianting sighed. In fact, how could the left blue wolf's feelings about Murong Yan not know? He said, "Unexpectedly, in the end ... she left."

Leng Feiyan said, "It's not a bad thing to be vertical and horizontal." Then he touched him again and thought about it. He put another cup on the table, touched it, and said, "I respect you!"

Yang Lianting quickly put the cup back and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Leng Feiyan couldn't smile. The witch-wife was sitting beside him. After a while, he suddenly went out. When he came back, he looked a little serious.

Leng Feiyan Weiwei: "This abandoned Prince, still not dead?"

The witch looked dignified and said, "Our people have traced him, but ... then lost."

Leng Feiyan was shocked: "He has this ability?" His heart sank abruptly-did he come back, did Tibetan songs ... also come back?

At that time, it was August. Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, Murong Yan was like a puppet. Occasionally discuss the war with the ministers, and in the evening the thunder can't move, go to Qifeng Palace.

However, I never stay overnight, and later I do n’t even need dinner. I often leave at a glance.

Jiang Bilan couldn't help it. He and her suddenly became pitiful. That man clearly exists, but slowly becomes a shadow. No matter how close she was, she was nothing.

The night is already deep, the full moon is empty. Mu Rongyan woke up in the middle of the night, not even Wang Yunzhao. He came out clothed, but saw the bright moon. This palace cricket, once his nightmare, trampled him in the mud. Now that he has the power to control it, he can change everything in this nightmare.

But he didn't move. I don't know why, maybe I want to prove that I have walked out of that dream completely?

He walked along the moonlight, without knowing why, he came to Nanqing Palace again.

He walked in slowly and saw a man standing with his back to him under the rose vine. At that moment, he heard his heartbeat, and his silent heart beat suddenly for many days. He held his breath and was motionless.

No, that's not her. But he didn't know why, and he remembered that day, deep in the foothills of Panlonggu, the man hurried a few steps and hurried forward to hug her.

Her eyes were tender and she said softly, "Your Majesty, I am pregnant."

He frowned slightly, alleviating that pain. Should not walk at night, darkness and haze will see the wounds deep in the heart.