After Chang Geng said these words, he seemed to have vomited out all the pain in his body. His whole body was empty, and he almost fainted. The moment he saw Gu Yun, his hard spine froze and was pulled out, a trace of

I can't even lift it up.

However, despite this, he still refused to close his eyes and leaned on Gu Yun's shoulder to calm down for a moment, and intentionally or unintentionally grabbed the fabric on Gu Yun's shoulder.

There was so much blood that Chang Geng felt cold all over. Only the slight warmth from Gu Yun's body and the familiar bitter medicinal smell reminded him of the scene when he was a child in the ice and snow, being wrapped in a cloak by Gu Yun and carried back to the customs.

For a moment, I didn’t know what night it was, so I murmured: "...Is there any more wine?"

Only then did Xu Ling rush up to catch up and hurriedly wanted to help: "Commander, let me help..."

...Master Zhiran, who had the misfortune to hear the whole audience, grabbed him.

Master, outside the world of mortals, could not help but be shocked for a moment.

Gu Yun said nothing, and carried Chang Geng steadily to the car. He frowned and ordered: "Call the military doctor."

After speaking, he took out a kettle - when marching or on an expedition, the kettles around the soldiers were not filled with pure water, but mixed with a little salt. This was first learned from the traveling merchants in the desert.

Gu Yun let Chang Geng rest on his body, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "The wine is here, open your mouth."

Chang Geng was just in a daze, not completely confused. If it wasn't Gu Yun who came here, he might be able to kill another group of vicious rebels. He drank a few sips in cooperation, and chuckled: "You lied to me."

Gu Yun not only lied to him, but also had the intention to hang him up and beat him up, so that he would know the truth of "a son of a rich man cannot sit down in court". But when he saw the real person, his heart hurt so much that his chest was numb, and he could not lose his temper.

?

No matter how much Yan Wang went through outside, he had never been injured like this under his eyes. Gu Yun sat stiffly for a moment with an expressionless face, then carefully opened the clothes on his chest and took a look, and a ferocious blood energy immediately hit his face.

When he came, Gu Yun's chest rose and fell violently. For the first time in his life, he knew what it felt like to have trembling hands.

Chang Geng seemed to be able to feel his ups and downs. He tasted the sweetness of acting coquettishly and refused to give up. He added fuel to the fire in Gu Yun's ear: "I'm really afraid I won't be able to see you anymore..."

Gu Yun closed his eyes slightly, his cheeks were tensed up, and the movements of his hands were extremely gentle. His anger was on the tip of his tongue, and he said coldly: "I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I didn't see what was wrong with His Royal Highness Yan Wang.

Scared."

Chang Geng didn't seem to hear him. He used the car curtain to gently rub Gu Yun's shoulder and neck with his side face, and whispered with a somewhat vague voice: "If that's the case, the last thing you said to me is'

Get out of here, I will never die in peace."

Gu Yun: "..."

He felt like the person in his arms was like a hateful vine, stretching out a deadly branch and poking endlessly into his heart.

Outside, the sound of horse hooves coming from far and near came, and a man shouted in the loud voice of a messenger: "Commander, the military doctor is here!"

Chang Geng seemed to be in great pain, but he didn't dare to say anything. He kept his original posture and took a very gentle and slow breath, revealing the abrupt and pale neck muscles. Gu Yun was angry and distressed, so he lowered his head with a sinking face.

Using the cover of the car curtain, she kissed him passionately, her lips as gentle as a dragonfly touching water, but her expression looked like she was seeking revenge.

Chang Geng suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his eyes that were a little scattered due to the effort of exerting energy suddenly regained focus and looked at Gu Yun eagerly.

Gu Yun said in his ear: "I will settle the score with you later."

After saying that, he suddenly opened the car curtain and shouted to the military doctor who was trotting over: "Move quickly!"

The military doctor originally wanted to clear away the rest, but as soon as he met Gu Yun's eyes, he was immediately frightened. He didn't dare to attack Marshal Gu even if he didn't have the courage, so he had to bite the bullet and push Gu Yun to make people sweat like rain.

With downcast eyes, he carefully repaired the two shocking wounds on King Yan's body.

Chang Geng was absolutely unwilling to say anything when outsiders were around. Only when the military doctor clumsily pulled off the gauze and pulled the wound, he endured a slight twitch. Gu Yun's face became increasingly ugly. Suddenly, Chang Geng gave him a cold hand.

Chang Geng's hand rested on his palm through his unfurled robe. Chang Geng seemed to know that he was upset, so he didn't dare to hold it firmly. He only dared to cling to him in vain and glance at him secretly.

Gu Yun lowered his head and glanced at him, and saw that the cold sweat had rolled down his forehead and into his eye sockets, stuck to his eyelashes, and rolled down in the blink of an eye. The cold sweat in his eyes made him look wet.

Gu Yun: "..."

Chang Geng was very good at coquettishness when he was a child, but now he is no longer good at it. He is almost at the level of becoming an immortal. Gu Yun has no way to deal with him. The time it takes for him to be stared at by those little eyes like a stick of incense is probably worth noting.

Yue Yue had no choice but to hold Chang Geng's hand resignedly, take him into her arms, and whisper: "Close your eyes."

Chang Geng said nothing and closed his eyes. During his trip, he had cleaned up the chaos in Jiangbei like a sharp knife. It was like a big stone falling to the ground. At this time, he felt almost without any worries. He listened to Gu Yun's words.

With the sound of my heartbeat, I felt that even if I died, I would have no regrets, so I fell asleep peacefully.

The internal strife of the Shahai Gang could no longer cause a big disturbance. General Zhong followed the promise given by King Yan and did not move a single soldier. He sincerely wrote a letter of recruitment and sent it over. The remnants of the King of Heaven's men were captured by Chang Geng.

A group of them were picked up, and the rest were picked up by the other three bandit leaders. A rebellion that should have been bloody was eliminated in this way.

Three days later, Yao Zhen came from the Jiangbei camp and temporarily acted as the governor of Liangjiang, with full authority to handle Jiangbei affairs. Yao Zhen first captured a group of Yang Ronggui's gang members, and then led people to find the place where Yang Ronggui detained the refugees, and released them one by one for good treatment.

To comfort the refugees, he compiled documents for the refugees again, appointed a special person to register the lost relatives and friends, and sent people to search for them. He personally came to provide compensation for those who had unfortunately died.

A few days later, the medicines allocated by the imperial court arrived in large quantities. Li Feng issued an order that part of the confiscated stolen money would be taken back to the capital, and the rest would be allocated locally to provide compensation for the victims, and that they would be returned to the Ministry of Household Affairs to complete the formalities the next day.

Xu Ling resumed his status as an imperial envoy and conducted a thorough investigation of Yang Lu's party. He fully displayed his unconventional and upright characteristics and ransacked his house cleanly.

However, as Yang Ronggui said, there was almost no gold and silver in cash at home, and all of it was exchanged for beacon tickets. Xu Ling had no choice but to come to the bedridden King Yan for advice.

Chang Geng explained: "I know how many beacon tickets have been issued and who has taken them away. The treasury is not supported by Yang. You can check which private businessmen he has close contacts with on weekdays. Most of them are collusion between government and businessmen.

, If you can’t understand the account books, or you can’t tell the difference between true and false accounts, don’t worry. I’ll find someone to come and help you. It’s probably coming in the next two days. That’s Du Caishen’s son. He grew up with an abacus and he’s the same as me.

I have a good personal relationship and am trustworthy.”

Xu Ling nodded repeatedly.

"Also," Chang Geng leaned on the head of the bed and raised his eyes slightly. His eyelids were carved like a knife, and there was a bit of coldness that could not be erased even if he was seriously injured. "The imperial court clearly stipulated that beacon tickets are equivalent to gold and silver, and they can be used among the people.

There are regulations on circulation and consideration, so it can be used as disaster relief funds, what’s the problem?”

Xu Ling said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the second batch of beacon tickets has just been issued, and there are not too many people subscribing. Except for you sirs, the private subscriptions are generally from wealthy families with some wealth, and they are not short of money. Generally speaking, this

The items are kept at home, and there are very few of them circulating in the market. I really don’t know whether the merchants will accept them or not. This..."

Chang Geng stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the bed and propped himself up a little: "I can't control whether the holder would like to keep it at home as a gift or take it out to spend, but it is a serious crime for merchants to refuse to accept beacon tickets. From tomorrow, all the tickets in Yang Ronggui's house will be removed."

All the beacon tickets were counted and entered into the account, and then the beacon tickets were used to buy disaster relief grains from the big grain merchants. I want to see who dares to treat the imperial decree as waste paper - I will second some people from the Jiangbei camp to follow you. I understand.

?"

After hearing this, they come to the door and force themselves to act as hooligans, starting from Jiangbei, to intimidate the whole country and force people to admit that the "Beacon Tickets" are gold and silver.

Let’s start with the big merchants. As the saying goes, those who wear shoes are afraid of those who are barefoot. No one wants to offend the court. They have to pinch their noses and admit it. When it’s over, they must either admit that they are dumb and lose money, or they must find ways to use this beacon ticket.

Turn it into real money and spare no effort to promote it.

"To add more fuel to their fire," Chang Geng whispered as if he was exhausted, "ask Brother Chongze to write a decree in the name of the Governor of Liangjiang. Regardless of the size of the merchants, if they unreasonably refuse to accept the 'Fenghuo Tickets', everyone can

Those who report to the Yangzhou Prefecture and are found to be true will be punished with sticks, and those who refuse to change will be directly sent to jail."

Xu Ling learned a lot about His Royal Highness Yan Wang's methods of "should be gentle and gentle, and should be tough and tough". He hurriedly responded and ran back to do things. Before anyone could reach the door, Chang Geng suddenly stopped him again: "Mingyu.

"

Xu Ling turned around.

The stern look on Chang Geng's face just now completely faded away, and in a blink of an eye, it was the gentle and elegant His Highness King Yan again: "This matter depends entirely on you."

Xu Ling said inexplicably: "What are you talking about, Your Majesty?"

Chang Geng said: "I'm afraid I'll have to spend some time on the road. I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you back to Beijing to resume your duties. I hope you can bring a note to the emperor for me."

A while ago, we were pressing harder and harder, now it’s time to back off a little, and the pace should be relaxed and relaxed, just in time to take advantage of the injury to let go.

It's a pity that the upright Mr. Xu obviously failed to understand what he meant. He raised his hands and said solemnly: "This is exactly the reason. The prince is seriously injured, so you should take care of yourself and take a good rest. I will leave all the errands to my subordinates."

If there’s anything I don’t understand, let me ask you again.”

Chang Geng smiled, but seeing that he didn't understand, he simply didn't explain and waved his hand to let him leave.

When Xu Ling walked out, he bumped into Marquis Anding who came in from the outside, and he hurriedly stood still to greet him.

Gu Yun nodded to him politely and passed him by. Xu Ling was suddenly startled when he saw that Gu Yun's hand behind his back actually held a handful of fresh osmanthus flowers, which were blooming golden and sweet.

Fragrant and fragrant.

Xu Ling watched blankly as he took the handful of flower vines to King Yan, rubbed his nose filled with the fragrance of flowers, and said in surprise: "Gu Shuai is too concerned about His Highness."

Gu Yun entered the room and hung the flower vine on Chang Geng's bed curtain: "The osmanthus flowers are blooming, I'm afraid you will feel suffocated when you lie down - don't you hate the smell?"

Chang Geng's eyes were glued to his body and refused to be peeled off.

Gu Yun locked eyes with him: "What are you looking at?"

Chang Geng reached out to pull him.

Gu Yun was afraid that he might touch his wound, so he hurriedly bent down and touched his hand: "Didn't I tell you not to move around?"

Chang Geng reluctantly grabbed his clothes and pulled him closer: "Zixi, the wound hurts."

"..." Gu Yun said numbly, "Go ahead, I won't do this anymore."

This will hurt. King Yan seems to have no intention of losing face in front of him. As long as there are no outsiders around, he will always say "the wound hurts, kiss me".

...I'm really used to whatever the problem is.

Gu Yun stretched out a finger and flicked his forehead, then turned around to change his clothes.

Chang Geng kept staring at him and turned to the screen. Then he picked up a small sweet-scented osmanthus flower, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully. Then he stood up leaning on the wooden stick on one side. He couldn't straighten up yet, and he took every step.

When I got to the table, I moistened the tip of my pen with a little remaining ink, spread out the paper and started writing the fold.
To be continued...