The barracks suddenly became commotion, everyone's faces were filled with excitement and joy, and Xu Qinghuan heard all kinds of words from "Sir Song".
I had heard before that Song Chengxuan was supported by the soldiers in Quanzhou. Now he took over the Changzhou Navy, which had been abandoned by Su Wan, at a critical moment and led them to victory. Naturally, he also gained the admiration and respect of the Changzhou Navy.
The soldiers went to greet Song Chengxuan. Although the whole barracks was lively, the generals responsible for patrols were not moved at all and kept doing their business in a disciplined manner. They all said that Quanzhou's army was very strict. Although the soldiers here were not Quanzhou
Ma, but was infected by the military flag in Quanzhou. Everyone also remembered their responsibilities and stopped being so slack.
"Let's go," Xu Qinghuan told Feng Chu, "let's go back first. We won't see anyone for a while." When Song Chengxuan returned from victory, he naturally had to visit the wounded soldiers first, and then explain the battle situation to Xue Chen.
It takes a lot of effort.
After Xu Qinghuan finished speaking, he took Feng Chu back to the guardhouse.
The crowd dispersed, and Song Chengxuan looked over again. She was no longer there where she was just now.
"Sir," Xue Chen avoided the talent and stepped forward, "Sir, you have stabilized the morale of the army. Now the reinforcements from the imperial court have arrived. They can clear the battlefield in the next two days. You can also take a rest."
After saying this, Xue Chen looked at Song Chengxuan, "Is the young master injured?"
"It's okay," Song Chengxuan lowered his eyes and said, "It's not serious. Just ask the military doctor to come and deliver some medicine and clean it up later. The soldiers should rest for now, and we will set off again tomorrow."
Xue Chen clearly felt that the young master's expression suddenly became serious, and guessed that the battle ahead was not as simple as he thought. "You want to go again?"
Song Chengxuan's eyes were deep, "The Japanese have no chance to escape. They will fight hard. Although they won the battle this time, Changzhou also lost a lot of manpower, so they can't make any more mistakes."
Xue Chen sighed, "Young Master is right, it's just that I have to work hard for you."
"We don't have much time, let's discuss military affairs first." Song Chengxuan stopped talking and turned around and walked towards the Chinese army's tent.
Xu Qinghuan thought that time was almost up, so he took some medicine from the medical staff and prepared to go find Song Chengxuan.
In fact, she could ask her brother to come, but thinking about her brother's previous attitude towards Song Chengxuan... She would also treat her brother Song Chengxuan coldly. The two of them would be speechless, so it was more appropriate for her to come by herself.
The military tent is not far away. It is still a bit early now, and I don't know if Song Chengxuan has returned from the meeting.
Xu Qinghuan was about to send someone to ask, when he heard a voice behind him saying, "Miss Xu."
Xu Qinghuan turned around and saw several government officials leading Wang Yuchen walking towards this side.
Seeing Xu Qinghuan, Wang Yuchen's face was both surprised and happy: "Miss Xu, I heard that Marquis An Yi is back."
Xu Qinghuan nodded, "Yes, although my father was injured, he has recovered a lot after treatment."
Wang Yuchen was even more delighted. Seeing the wound medicine in Xu Qinghuan's hand and looking at the slightly larger military tent not far away, Wang Yuchen almost understood immediately, "I heard that Master Song has also returned victoriously."
Wang Yuchen thought of Mr. Song carrying Miss Xu into the cabin that day, his voice was a little dry, and he vaguely felt that if he didn't say something now, he would have no chance in the future, although the timing was wrong now.
Wang Yuchen looked at the officer behind him, "Miss Xu, do you believe that I am not a treacherous person? The most important thing for a businessman is honesty, trustworthiness. Integrity is also our integrity. As a Zhou people, if you secretly collude with foreign enemies, you will lose the foundation of your life.
I won't do that, so no matter how the court investigates, I won't be afraid, and sooner or later I will be cleared."
Xu Qinghuan nodded.
Wang Yuchen continued, "I escaped that day because I was afraid that the Wang family would be in someone's hands. Maybe this move didn't seem thoughtful, but it was the only thing I could do in my desperation... So I don't regret it... The only thing I regret is
, I was so smart at that time that I mistakenly thought that Miss Xu was a member of the Jiang family, and made many jokes."
Wang Yuchen's words made Xu Qinghuan think about his ridiculous actions and express his analysis of her identity in front of the Seventh Madam, so he couldn't help but smile...
Xu Qinghuan said, "Second Master Wang didn't know the truth that day, and he didn't guess completely wrong." She didn't understand why Wang Yuchen suddenly mentioned these things. In her opinion, these small things had already passed and were not worth mentioning.
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"I don't want to regret it anymore," Wang Yuchen's voice suddenly dropped a little, "Miss Xu, can you understand what I mean?"
Xu Qinghuan raised his head and saw Wang Yuchen's eyes blazing, his cheeks slightly red, and his heart moved slightly.
"Miss Xu," Wang Yuchen bowed and bowed solemnly to Xu Qinghuan, "Although I don't know the identity of the eldest lady that day, the things I did are all true. Please consider it."
Because someone was around, Wang Yuchen couldn't speak more clearly, but Xu Qinghuan thought of the gift Wang Yuchen sent that day and what he meant to the seventh lady.
Was he revealing his feelings to her? Xu Qinghuan obviously didn't expect this to happen and couldn't help but be stunned.
Before Xu Qinghuan could speak, she heard someone shout "Miss."
Xu Qinghuan turned around and saw Yong Ye.
Suddenly interrupted, Wang Yuchen's heart beat even more violently. It was obviously not a good time, but he finally let Miss Xu know his thoughts. He bowed again and said, "I will talk to Miss Xu another day."
Xu Qinghuan's voice was very low, and Wang Yuchen could hear the next words clearly. Yong Ye reluctantly retracted his neck, and then listened to the noise in the military tent. There was obviously no sound in the military tent, but
The depressing atmosphere revealed made him frightened.
Yongye couldn't help complaining in his heart, that Mr. Wang might have taken the wrong medicine. Where is this place? Wang Yuchen dared to step forward and say those words to Miss Xu.
The people in the room should have shown their bad looks a long time ago!
Yongye didn't have the courage to look. If he had known this would happen, he might as well have stayed at sea. Even if he was beaten and blown by waves and strong winds, it would be nothing. The torture would not be half as bad as here.
After Xu Qinghuan and Wang Yuchen finally parted ways, Yong Ye took a deep look at the expression on Wang Yuchen's face. He lowered his eyes and looked a little lost.
This situation should be a good sign. Watching the excitement is not too big a deal. The bigger the deal, the better. If Mr. Wang just cried, he would be even happier.
At this moment, Yong Ye realized that he was actually such a person.
"Miss," Yong Ye bowed and said, "Young master is inside."
"How is Mr. Song's injury?" Xu Qinghuan heard that Song Chengxuan did not let the doctor come in for treatment, but only asked Yong Ye to serve him. Obviously, he did not want people to know the extent of his injury.
Yongye originally thought that Miss Xu would ask the young master if he was injured, so that he could use many words to explain it away. Unexpectedly, Miss Xu sealed his mouth when he opened his mouth, leaving him at a loss as to how to deceive him.
"I just applied the medicine, and I haven't... wrapped it yet..." Yong Ye suddenly remembered that he was bandaging the young master in the tent just now. When he heard the noise, he rushed out to put out the fire, but naturally... the wound was not bandaged.
"I'll go take a look." Xu Qinghuan said, taking the medicine from Feng Chu's hand and walking towards the tent.
Yong Ye wanted to step forward to stop him. The young master had ordered that no one be allowed in until the wound was treated, but... if Miss Xu didn't go in, he would have to continue his work. The key is... they all look like that.
, the young master still had a cold look in his eyes, which was so heartbreaking that he subconsciously took a step back to the side.
He is clumsy, and the more anxious he is, the less he can do it. He should leave it to Miss Xu! Maybe Miss Xu can do it properly. Even if he is punished by the young master in the future, it will not matter.
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Opening the military tent, Xu Qinghuan saw the people sitting inside.
Song Chengxuan had taken off his armor and only had a thin robe on his shoulders. He was sitting there with his back to her. He was obviously being treated for his injuries. Xu Qinghuan looked at the copper basin next to him, where there was a cloth stained with blood.
Just as she thought, Song Chengxuan was indeed injured.
"Where is the injury?" Xu Qinghuan said, "Let the doctor come and take a look."
She put the wound medicine in her hand on the table. At this time, the table was in a mess. There was an open medicine box with various knives inside. A knife was placed outside with blood stains on the blade.
Being able to use these things, I'm afraid Song Chengxuan would be seriously injured.
Xu Qinghuan's worries that had accumulated over the past few days suddenly came to his mind, and he hurriedly bypassed him to check.
He probably didn't expect that she would walk up to him so decisively. Song Chengxuan didn't have time to dodge and just looked at her like this.
Song Chengxuan's dark brows were covered with crystal beads of sweat, and his eyes seemed to have been washed with water. A drop of sweat slipped from his chin. His clothes were not well worn, and his upper body was exposed. There was a cloth pressed on his slightly undulating chest.
The bright red blood had completely soaked the towel, and it was obvious that he was suppressing the pain at this time.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice was a little low, "Bring me a glass of water."