When Xiang Qiubeard woke up again, he saw the sky full of stars.
His consciousness has also awakened. There is no starlight in the underworld. He is still lying in the wilderness, with earth and rocks underneath him, and his body is covered with earth and rocks. If there hadn't been another person beside him and the severe pain in his body, he would have thought he was still lying in the field he dug.
In the pit, the assassination has not yet begun.
"How many days have I been in coma?" he asked.
Li Min said: "Two days."
Xiang Qiubeard could feel that there were three stab wounds and four arrow wounds on his body. The arrows had been pulled out and the wounds seemed to have been wrapped, but he felt that the treatment was not very meticulous...
The wound was bandaged with clothes...or torn off his own clothes. Xiang Qiubeard could feel the wind and cold everywhere on his body.
medicine.....
"Here, you can take the medicine when you wake up." Li Min said, throwing a handful of dry grass in his face, "Chew it."
Xiang Qiu's beard was blocked and he almost lost his breath. He opened his mouth and bit the grass before he could speak: "Uncle, since you saved me, why don't you take me to a good place and ask a good doctor to eat and drink me to recuperate?"
Li Min exclaimed: "When you are an assassin, there are still people waiting by your side at all times. If you are injured, don't you just fend for yourself and be self-sufficient? You hide in the mountains and fields, use pheasants and rabbits to hide your tracks, bandage your wounds yourself, and find herbal medicine...
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Xiang Qiubeard was angry: "That's nonsense. Why do you suffer when you have the opportunity to eat and drink well? You obviously did it on purpose."
Li Min said: "You can even see this. It's really amazing. In fact, if you don't wake up tonight, I will bury you on the spot."
In fact, if it weren't for him, he would have been buried two days ago.
He Xiang Qiubeard is a person who has a clear sense of grudges and grudges.
"Thank you for saving me." He said, chewing dry grass in his mouth, his mouth full of spicy food. This is an herb that nourishes blood and nourishes Qi. "As for that flower..."
That flower should be placed on his head, and he didn't want to apologize for this.
"...I will find the most beautiful flower in the world and give it to you."
Li Min laughed: "It's ridiculous. The most beautiful flower in the world. I want the most beautiful flower in the world, and I need you to give it to me!"
"Since it's not for the flowers." Xiang Qiu beard frowned, "Why are you following me all day long?"
Li Min said: "Because I have never seen you like this..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiang Qiubeard suddenly understood: "You have never seen me kill one person in ten steps, leaving no trace for thousands of miles, leaving behind my clothes when the matter is over, and hiding deep in my name. It seems that the uncle also admired me."
You are a young man who likes to be a knight-errant, and now seeing me being so charming and suave has aroused your youthful ambition. You may want to learn how to be a knight-errant assassin from me."
Li Min was about to continue speaking after being interrupted, but after hearing Xiang Qiubeard's words, he was so stunned that he forgot to grab the words: "I admire you?"
Xiang Qiu's beard lay in the pit, looking at the sky full of stars, with a proud expression: "Although it is not the best time for me as a ranger, my integrity as a ranger still exists in the world."
Li Min stamped Xiang Qiu's face: "What the hell!"
The footsteps fell like raindrops.
"I have never seen an assassin as stupid as you."
"Oh my god, you have the nerve to say you are an assassin? Are you calling yourself an assassin?"
"I still see you young? Merry? Who are you comparing to be young? Who are you competing to be romantic? How are you so young? How are you so romantic?"
"Ah, these troubled times are really full of people and ghosts! I can't see it anymore."
"Open your eyes and take a good look. Who is the young romantic? The person standing in front of you is the real assassin. Kneel down and kowtow right now. Maybe I will give you some pointers..."
The attendant floated over from the side, squatted down and said quietly: "Master, you stepped on him and knocked him out."
Then I can't open my eyes.
Li Min stamped his foot again, turned around with open hands and shouted to the wilderness: "I'm going to be so angry, let him die."
The follower said: "This man is not as stupid as my young master Zhong Xiu Yuling. I might as well teach him a lesson. If he relies on himself, he will never be able to kill Xiang Yun in this life."
Li Min groaned, then remembered and asked, "How is Xiang Yun? I don't have any hope of death. Isn't the skin not even broken?"
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"Master Wu, please have something to eat."
The official named Zheng advised, looking at the official lying on the felt mat.
Mr. Wu is missing an arm, his face is pale, his expression is dull, and he doesn't even look at the soup he holds in front of him: "Don't persuade me, I can't eat, my arm..."
Tears flowed down here.
Mr. Zheng put the bowl down heavily and shouted to Mr. Wu. The soup splashed on Mr. Wu's face, which made him startled, and his dull expression became more alert.
"Master Wu, how many people have sacrificed their lives. When we left the capital and Linzhou, we all made up our minds to sacrifice our lives for the country. Why, now you just gave up an arm, and you are like this?"
Mr. Wu looked slightly ashamed, saying that, but it really happened to him...
"Master Wu, what's more, you gave up this arm in exchange for the lasting glory of future generations." Master Zheng lowered his voice again, with tears in his eyes, "Your Wu family is considered stable in front of His Majesty."
Mr. Wu then smiled: "Yes, I am old and useless in front of Your Majesty. It is worth it to give up this arm to pave a way for my children and grandchildren."
After saying that, he raised his hand to salute Mr. Zheng. When he raised his hand, he realized that there was only one... Suddenly tears started to fall like rain again.
Master Zheng quickly grabbed his hand: "Master Wu, it's good to be alive."
Mr. Wu nodded and thought of something: "How is Governor Xiang doing?"
Mr. Zheng said: "The injuries of Governor Xiang are not serious. He was already seriously injured and recuperating."
While the two were talking, a guard came in and asked Xiang Yun to come over and talk.
Xiang Yun's complexion is not much better than that of Lord Wu, but he is in good spirits. The purpose of inviting them here is to let them break camp and start their journey.
"Master Wu is injured, but the faster you go, the safer it will be." Xiang Yun said, "The sooner you get to the capital, the better you can treat your injuries."
Now that the matter has come to this, we can only move forward and not look back. Mr. Wu nodded. It is not safe to camp in this wilderness. It is better to move forward as quickly as possible. The closer to the Zhenwu Army in the capital, the safer it will be.
Lord Zheng noticed another question: "We? Governor Xiang won't go with us?"
Xiang Yun smiled bitterly and looked down at his chest: "My injury is not good, so I will walk slower."
Injuring your arm is different from hurting your heart. You two adults can understand that, but how to divide the troops and horses? This is a big issue related to life and death.
"We have seven thousand soldiers and horses on this trip. Please take five thousand ahead, adults." Xiang Yun said, "I will leave two thousand."
The two adults felt relieved, stood up and said in surprise: "How is this possible! Governor Xiang is seriously injured, at least the troops must be divided equally."
Xiang Yun said: "I will spend most of my time camping and resting. Two thousand soldiers and horses are enough to focus on defense. You have to march quickly, and five thousand soldiers and horses can guarantee safety."
The two looked at each other: "We don't understand marching and fighting, so we just listen to Governor Xiang."
Xiang Yun smiled weakly on the couch: "Thank you, my lords, we have to march in a hurry."
It was not easy at all. The two adults held hands with him, said goodbye with tears, and promised to meet in the capital.
The soldiers and horses quickly left camp. A general among the remaining soldiers and horses checked the map: "Captain, there is a city not far ahead. It is still in the hands of our guards. You can go and camp."
Entering the city is safer and more comfortable than being in the wilderness.
Xiang Yun shook his head: "We will also move forward quickly to Anton."
Anton? The generals were a little surprised, and they also marched in a hurry.
Xiang Yun sat up. His injury was not as serious as it seemed, but who could guarantee whether the next assassination would kill him.
The assassin came for him. Now he can't go back to Linzhou. There are too many opportunities along the way.
He didn't believe in those cities, nor did he believe in the Zhenwu Army. He had long suspected that the assassin was either related to the Li family or the Zhenwu Army. Looking at the world, the only ones who wanted Xiang Yun's life were these two parties.
, one because of hatred, the other because of profit.
The only chance to take a breather was when we arrived at Anton. Xiang Yun said: "Let Xiaonan's people come to take over."
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"Xiang Yun is indeed not dead."
"The injury wasn't serious. He ran very fast."
"But the path taken by those two officials is different."
The follower said.
Li Min sat on a chair and carefully trimmed his nails. Hearing this, he snorted: "You know it even if you don't guess." He stood up holding a small file and said, "Go and wake up that idiot and tell him the good news."
Xiang Qiubeard felt much more comfortable when he woke up this time. He was lying in a warm and spring-like room with a soft brocade quilt under him. The wounds on his body were carefully bandaged and he also changed into some decent clothes... that is, patterned elements.
A little more.
He saw Li Min and Zhuang Tong nodding with satisfaction: "This looks like they are saving people and showing kindness."
Li Min raised his chin high and said: "Kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and I will give you some guidance, lest you remain a fool all your life and cannot kill anyone."
Xiang Qiu's beard looked at this man's splendid clothes, crimson eyes, and half-opened flowers in his ears, and laughed: "Okay."
He turned over from the bed, staggering, and held on to the table in time to avoid falling. The flower pot on the table shook, and the blooming pink and white camellias trembled, like a beautiful woman covering her mouth and smiling.
"You're such an uncle," Xiang Qiu said, bending his knees and sighing, he suddenly jumped up and hit the strong boy.
The strong boy was already on guard, raised his hand to strike, and took the opportunity to rush out of the door, throwing a string of laughter.
He had woken up a long time ago, and he had been using his eyes and ears to investigate in the past few days. There were no clear or hidden sentries in the yard.
"Uncle, you'd better take good care of your flowers and grass!"
The strong boy wanted to chase him, but Li Min stopped him and pouted: "If he doesn't want to learn, I don't want to teach him!"
When I turned around, I was shocked to see that the camellias on the table had disappeared, leaving only a pot of green leaves.
"Let him die!"
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A box of new rouge was delivered to the capital with news about Xiang Yun.
"Xiang Yun and the two adults traveled separately. They were all marching in a hurry. I don't know if it was because of the suspicion formation or some other arrangement."
Li Minglou twisted the new rouge with his hand, listened to Yuan Ji read the letter, and said nonchalantly: "No matter what his arrangements are, don't let him enter our capital."
As long as you don't see people like Yuan Ji, the outside is safe. Most of them are soldiers and horses raised by Huainan Road. Zhongwu is in Xuanwu Road, and Xuanwu Road already has soldiers and horses from Jiannan Road. If there are any mistakes, it can be explained.
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Yuan Ji responded, and then read the letter, curious again: "Who is this assassin that Min Min is talking about? Li Min is the same, he doesn't do serious things. Since he is staring at this assassin, why don't he find out the origin of his wealth, or at least call him
Let’s ask about everything.”
Li Min's vision is too high, so he doesn't bother to inquire about the names and fortunes of ordinary people. In the final analysis, he is just playing for fun.
Yuan Ji was about to write a letter to reprimand him, but Li Minglou stopped him with a smile: "Uncle Min is also doing it for our own good. If he is too close to this assassin, he will be misunderstood by others in Jiannan Road."
That's true. Although Jiannan Dao also wants to kill Xiang Yun, it will be very troublesome if the evidence is really caught by the world.
Xiang Yun's reputation is too good.
Who is this assassin? A personal vendetta? Or someone paid a lot of money to pay for the assassin? Yuanji was thinking about it when someone hurried in.
"Unfinished letter." He lowered his head and sent a thin letter.
Yuan Ji immediately put aside the rest of the crowd and stared at the letter. The content of the letter involved Wu Ya'er.