This is already the fifth time I have asked this question since I got off my horse.
"Cold." Qi Yue rolled her eyes and turned back.
Chang Yuncheng quickly took off his cloak and wrapped it around her.
The cloak was wrapped around Qi Yue, almost covering her whole body and dragging on the ground.
Chang Yuncheng couldn't help laughing.
"Why are you laughing?" Qi Yue stared, holding up her skirt and taking a few steps with a squeak.
Chang Yuncheng laughed even louder.
"Like a mouse dragging a bag." He laughed.
Qi Yue was angry and funny at the same time. It was a shame that he could tell, so she ignored him and walked faster among the plum trees.
Chang Yuncheng followed with a smile.
"It's really nice here." Qi Yue praised.
Chang Yuncheng stood beside her and smiled.
"No wonder Jiang Hai invited me here to see him." Qi Yue nodded and said.
Chang Yuncheng reached out and took her hand.
"I thought of it first," he said, emphasizing loudly.
Qi Yue looked at him with a smile.
"How did you think of it? I have nothing to do with you at that time." She said with a half-smile.
Chang Yuncheng held her hand tightly and looked at the plum branches in front of him.
"I have been thinking about it." He said slowly, holding her book and walking forward slowly, "I promised you to go shopping with you, enjoy the scenery, and play the piano for you. Later, even though you were not here, I still
I remember, wherever I go, I will think of it. Every time I go to a place, I will think about what is interesting and beautiful here. If you come, I can take you there. You can enjoy plum blossoms here in winter. If you are in Zhangjiakou
You can go horse riding on the grassland in summer..."
The wall between the Great Buddha Temple seemed to appear before Chang Yuncheng's eyes, and he felt like he was so close yet so far away. He thought it would always be like this in his life.
When he said this, he stopped and turned around. Qi Yue also stopped, raised her head and smiled at him.
I never thought there would be such an opportunity.
Chang Yuncheng squeezed her hand again.
Qi Yue noticed the change in his mood. Although she didn't quite understand what was going on, she still smiled and shook his hand.
"When it gets warmer, there will be several lakes here, which are also very beautiful." Chang Yuncheng continued.
As they talked, they held hands and walked slowly, leaving two lines of footprints on the snow.
Qi Yue deliberately stepped on Chang Yuncheng's footprints and walked crookedly, so Chang Yuncheng had to hold her hand hard.
Chang Yuncheng's horse followed its owner quietly, occasionally lowering its head and snorting on the snow.
When he got home, Zhou Maochun had been waiting for a long time with a grimace on his face. When he saw Chang Yuncheng sending Qi Yue back, his expression felt a little better.
"If you dare to take Yueniang there, I will demolish your palace." He said with a snort, and quickly drove away Chang Yuncheng who was still trying to come in.
Qi Yue simply washed and changed her clothes and shoes, while Aru had already brought a lot of notes and papers over there.
"The tourniquet, stretcher, and first aid kit are all ready, but Dr. Liu's hemostatic medicine still doesn't work," Aru said.
Seeing that he was about to start boring writing and drawing again, Zhou Maochun stood up with a grimace.
"Yue Niang, let's go back to the capital." He said pitifully, "If you want to do some exercises, I will still find someone to play with you when you return to the capital."
Qi Yue put down the notebook in her hand.
"This is not a joke." She smiled.
"What's this if not playing?" Zhou Maochun glared.
"This is practicing, adapting, debugging, and preparing." Qi Yue looked at him and said.
"What are you preparing for?" Zhou Maochun asked.
"Help." Qi Yue said with bright eyes.
Help?
Laughter rang out in the military medical camp.
"Have you all heard about it?" a military doctor laughed.
There were seven or eight veterans standing around him, military doctors who were taking off the medicine box from their bodies.
"It's so lively that it's hard not to hear about it."
"It's Chinese New Year, and you're going to torment those soldiers..."
"That's right, if someone pretends to be injured and dead, isn't this a curse? It's really unlucky..."
Everyone said it in a flurry of words.
"Hey, the Crown Prince's wife has been with you, do you think she is really a miracle doctor?" The military doctors who did not go to Pengshan Fort asked curiously.
Someone coughed heavily.
"Is it allowed to say this?" Qiao Minghua walked in and said, taking off the medicine box on his body.
The military doctors were startled and remembered.
It is said that the emperor is going to summon this miracle doctor. The emperor has said that he is a miracle doctor, so it is their turn to question him blindly. Isn't this looking for death?
Everyone was busy patting their chests.
"In that case, let her play however she likes." Everyone shook their heads and said, who allowed her to have such a status.
The prince's ex-wife, she is also a wife, and she has the support of the imperial doctor from the palace. Let alone pretending to be dead and injured, even if she really makes you injured and makes you die, what is so difficult about it?
Therefore, these people never take their fate seriously.
Qiao Minghua's hand grasped the medicine box tightly.
When this woman dared to stay at the rear during the war, not only staying, but also daring to personally go to the hospital to treat the wounded soldiers, he thought that she was at least different from those doctors who only talked about saving the world, but now he saw
It's no different in the past, except that the honor you seek is greater and more, so you have to pay more.
Help?
Qiao Minghua sneered.
"My lord, my lord, someone is coming from above." Auxiliary soldiers from outside rushed in and shouted.
The noisy room became quiet.
A general walked in with his belly raised and his head raised.
"Ms. Qi wants to take people to see the wounded soldiers. Please take good care of them." He said loudly.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the room was in an uproar.
What?
There was a rotten smell from far away in the courtyard of the wounded soldiers. Firstly, it was because of their injuries, and secondly, they were all men, so there was no need to think about sanitary conditions.
"Ms. Qi, please." A military doctor said calmly, walked into the yard, and opened a door casually.
Howls came from the house.
"I'm scared to death!"
Qi Yue looked back at the disciples.
"These people are very bad-tempered because of their physical disabilities and injuries." She whispered, "Basically, this result is already destined when they are lifted, so they will not be like the patients you encounter every day, who will respect and beg you, because
They have no hope or expectation."
The response from the disciples who underwent plastic surgery was that their expressions became more solemn.
The military doctor pouted at the side.
Noble people just know how to talk, otherwise they wouldn't be able to become noble people. People like them really can't learn.
It's a pity that being able to talk is of no use here.
Come and observe the injuries of these wounded soldiers. It’s a shame they thought so well.
"This person's legs and feet were injured by a knife. The knife was suffocated by horse dung and other dirt. The poison can easily penetrate into the lungs, so the leg can only be amputated to save his life." The military doctor pointed to an injured person and said.
At the same time, he reached out to lift the quilt of the wounded soldier.
The wounded soldier grabbed the quilt and looked at these people defensively.
He recognized Qi Yue and knew that she had cured one of his wounded soldier brothers, so he refrained from scolding her.
The wounded soldiers refused to cooperate, and the military doctor stood aside and said nothing.
"Let us see your injuries." Qi Yue said.
"Look at my injury, can you heal it for me?" the wounded soldier asked.
Qi Yue shook her head.
"We can't cure you," she said, "but maybe we can prevent more people from suffering your kind of pain."
The wounded soldier looked at her with an expression of surprise.
No one has ever said such a thing.
Can soldiers avoid suffering pain?
How dare someone say such a thing!
Qiao Minghua outside the door sneered, turned and walked away.
Because of Qi Yue's words and his prestige in treating the frequently killed and wounded soldier, the Qianjin Hall disciples' observation at the wounded soldier camp went smoothly.
After observing the injured barracks, the disciples had a preliminary understanding of what kind of injuries were caused on the battlefield, and then conducted another drill.
Because the news of this exercise came out early, in addition to soldiers, it also attracted a lot of people to watch. Naturally, people from the military medical camp also came. Looking at the strange and chaotic scene, everyone was laughing.
"What does this look like?"
"I heard she is the wife of General Wu Lue."
"It's not my ex-wife."
"Ha, no wonder, who would want such a crazy wife?"
"This is outrageous. How can you torture the soldiers like this? They still have to fight."
"Yes, the spring period before and after every year is the most dangerous. What if something happens to these soldiers?"
Although no one dares to speak directly due to Chang Yuncheng and Zhou Maochun's identities, there are more and more such discussions in private.
Lord Guard couldn't help but remind Chang Yuncheng tactfully.
He thought that Mrs. Qi was just playing for fun, and she got tired of it after one or two times. Unexpectedly, she became addicted to playing. After all, he was an important border town. If something happened, these nobles would just pat their butts and leave.
, he was the unlucky one to clean up the mess.
"I heard that Mr. Zhou is in a hurry to leave. Why don't you also advise Mrs. Qi? After all, the emperor has a purpose, so don't delay the important event." said the garrison general.
Leaving in a hurry? This is what Chang Yuncheng hates to hear the most. He never wants Qi Yue to leave.
"Then let's send Mr. Zhou away first." He said happily.
The guard looked helpless.
Send her away? That Master Zhou was guarding Madam Qi to the death. Not to mention leaving, he would not even go to other people's homes as guests. They all understood that if Madam Qi didn't leave, that Master Zhou would definitely not
Will go.
"By the way, also, they have prepared some tourniquets. Please distribute them to each soldier. When receiving them, Yueniang and the others will explain how to use them." Chang Yuncheng added.
Lord Guard regretted coming here very much.
Tourniquet, what the hell is that?
What an unlucky thing, why did I meet this difficult god? It seems that I can't escape bad luck this time.
It's all my fault that I didn't intercept the Crown Prince's wife at the city gate immediately, and then provided her with delicious food and drinks, so there wouldn't be anyone seeing a doctor, getting into an argument with a military doctor, and gambling on all this mess.
Something happened!
The guard master walked away dejectedly and worriedly.
The disciples of Qianjin Hall naturally knew that with those few exercises, they had become celebrities in the Acropolis. Wherever they went, people pointed and laughed. They also noticed the indifference of the military doctors who went to the military medical camp.
But they don't care because their master doesn't care. Since their master doesn't care, what do they have to care about?
"Do you really think you can save lives by just making trouble like this?" A military doctor couldn't help but ask several disciples.
Several disciples looked at him with strange expressions.
"Of course." one of them said.
"Why?" the military doctor asked with a smile.
"Because we are Qian Jin Tang." They replied in unison.
What kind of bullshit reason is this? The military doctor was stunned.
Qi Yue and others don't care about these discussions, but some people do, and they care very much.
Despite Zhou Maochun's pressure, these controversial matters were quickly written down on documents and sent to the capital. (To be continued)