The moment Lord Xinling fell, the disciples sitting next to him felt that their sky was about to collapse... The disciples rushed forward in fear, and they lifted Lord Xinling, shouting,
He brought Lord Xinling back to the house. Soon, people with medical skills among the retainers began to get busy, feeling Lord Xinling's pulse and checking his tongue... They were busy for a long time, and then someone went to stay.
medicine.
Lord Xinling lay motionless on the bed, no longer vomiting blood, but he could not open his eyes, and his breathing was very weak... Fortunately, among his disciples, there were several people who knew medical skills, and even some
The two are disciples of a medical family. They have been persuading Lord Xinling for a long time, hoping that he can drink less. It is best to stop drinking and never drink. This is the best, but how can they persuade him?
Lord Xinling?
Since he returned to Wei State, he has been drinking more and more frequently than before. Basically, you can't see him when he is sober. He is probably like Zhao Kuo, who has too much pain in his heart, and he
He had to find something to stop himself from thinking about these things. Zhao Kuo chose to keep himself busy, and Wei Wuji chose to anesthetize himself so that he could forget the pain. And such alcoholism brought great harm to his body.
Those disciples who knew medical skills had already had a premonition that after Lord Xinling fell ill, they began to get busy. They first found a large amount of blood-enhancing things, mashed these things, and mixed them with hot water.
Little by little, I fed Lord Xinling. Lord Xinling was unconscious and allowed the guests to help him up, and then fed him bit by bit these potions. After two or three days, Lord Xinling still didn't wake up.
signs.
In Lord Xinling's courtyard, the guests are kneeling here quietly. They have been kneeling here for three days without eating or drinking. They are just sitting here kneeling. No one can persuade these people. They will be short-lived.
They put their swords on their knees and looked forward. If Lord Xinling did not wake up, they would not get up. If Lord Xinling left, they would be willing to continue to follow Lord Xinling and reunite in another world.
The courtyard was full of kneeling warriors, and even the officials who wanted to visit Lord Xinling couldn't get in at all.
Frequently, some guests fainted due to lack of physical strength, and when they fell, the few medical students always came helplessly to pick them up. In Lianpo, they heard that Lord Xinling was seriously ill and came to visit.
At that time, what he saw was this scene. He saw the heroes kneeling in the courtyard. These heroes were silent and no longer as free and easy as usual. The swords on their knees were also so dazzling.
.
Lian Po shook his head and walked quickly among them. These warriors did not stop him. When Lian Po walked into the inner room, he happened to see a doctor supporting Wei Wuji and giving him medicine little by little.
Lian Po didn't say anything. He just sat aside. He looked at his friend, and his heart was heavy. He watched the doctor finish giving the medicine and helped Wei Wuji lie down. Then Lian Po said: "Wei Guo
Ah, I can't be the only drunkard left... You need to wake up."
He suddenly saw Wei Wuji's fingers moving. Lian Po stood up suddenly and hurried to his side. He said again: "Wuji! You and Ma Fujun still have a banquet! You haven't gone to find him yet.
!You need to wake up, you take Wei’s army, I’ll take Zhao’s army, we fight to Xianyang, we capture Kuo and let him drink with us!!!”
Lian Po spoke faster and faster, and Lord Xinling's brows slowly knitted together. Lian Po saw him slowly opening his eyes, which were filled with bloodshot eyes. He looked at Lian Po and fell unconscious again.
The doctor screamed and gave him medicine again. Lian Po did not leave again. He sat next to Lord Xinling and kept talking to him, telling him their usual jokes.
He talked about Handan, interesting stories from the past, and the battles back then.
On the fourth day, Lord Xinling finally opened his eyes, but he was very weak and still couldn't speak. However, the diners who were kneeling in the courtyard finally felt at ease, and they were vying for each other.
Come to visit Lord Xinling. Speaking of which, Lian Po is really envious of Lord Xinling, because his disciples can do this for him, and Lian Po’s own disciples can’t be mentioned!
After more than a week, Mr. Xinling was able to struggle to sit up and ask for a drink. However, the guests did not dare to let him drink anymore. The guests of Mr. Xinling also started from this day
, a teetotaler, the strong smell of alcohol that had been floating in Lord Xinling's house finally dissipated at this moment. When the news about Lord Xinling spread, many people came to visit him one after another, including Long
Yangjun.
After learning that Lord Xinling was seriously ill, King Wei was also shocked and hurriedly sent Lord Longyang to visit him.
Lord Longyang saw that Lord Xinling was gradually getting better, so he went back to report the situation with peace of mind.
However, the cold winter is coming soon. Lord Xinling usually does not pay attention to the cold winter at all. He even dares to drink with his upper body naked in winter. But this time, for the weak Lord Xinling,
The cold winter has become a bit cruel. It seems that the cold winter wants to avenge all the grievances it has suffered from Lord Xinling. Lord Xinling began to cough, have a fever, and bleed continuously.
During this period, Lian Po was always by Lord Xinling's side.
"General Lian Po... I'm afraid I won't have the chance to go to Ma Fujun for a drink again... If you can, please go to this bar for me..." Lord Xinling was lying on the hospital bed, looking at
Lian Po next to him coughed violently, then raised his head and continued: "You shouldn't waste your time like this... You shouldn't be like me... I am the young master of Wei State.
...I have no choice but to go drink with him again...but you are different."
"You have fought for the State of Zhao all your life and have repaid all the kindness that the State of Zhao has shown you."
As Lord Xinling spoke, tears could not help falling from the corners of his eyes. He said: "I really want to see... the world that Kuo mentioned... the people of all countries are as close as brothers, and the young masters of Wei can also follow
The nobles of Qin drank and had fun... there was no war, no pain... everyone sat together, and there was no hatred for each other... there was nothing to take into consideration... cough cough cough..."
"I will never see that day... I hope you can see it with your own eyes... and then tell me what kind of world it is like..."
Lian Po remained silent and did not speak.
Lord Xinling added: "Both King Zhao and King Wei will not use you... You have no chance to display your talents in these two countries... Hahaha... Neither can I"
What should I advise you... I understand you... I understand you... It's just a pity... we were born a little early..." Mr. Xinling laughed and kept coughing.
Lian Po then said to Lord Xinling: "King Zhao sent an envoy to visit me with a pair of expensive armor and four fast horses, hoping to let me go back." Lord Xinling was stunned.
, then asked with a smile: "Then what did you do?"
"In front of him, I ate a bushel of rice and ten pounds of meat, put on my armor and mounted my horse, drew my strong bow, and shot through the log!" Lian Po said loudly.
Lord Xinling couldn't help but praise: "Well, the general's bravery is really rare... At your age, it is difficult to walk without anyone's support, let alone mount a horse while wearing armor... I have never
I heard that there are brave people like you. It seems that you can return to Zhao State... That's good, that's good. It's a pity that the two of us have never met on the battlefield. I just wish we couldn't tell the difference.
Victory or defeat will come."
Lian Po stroked his beard and laughed and said: "If you fight me, if the number of soldiers we command is less than 250,000, I'm afraid you will become my prisoner, and if the number of soldiers we command is less than 250,000
Above, I am not your opponent." Mr. Xinling also laughed, he blinked his eyes and said: "That's not necessarily true, you have lost to Meng Ao, and I almost wiped out Meng Ao!
"
"When I fought with Meng Ao, I had no supplies of food and grass, and the soldiers were all hungry, not to mention that Meng Ao's troops were twice mine! But when you fought with him, your troops were well-prepared, and your troops were even better than mine.
He, how can this be the same??"
"I don't care about that. Anyway, I defeated Meng Ao, and you lost."
...
When the envoy returned to Handan, King Zhao hurriedly called the envoy to his side. During these days, the ministers headed by Pang Gong continued to persuade King Zhao to invite Lian Po back to Zhao. King Zhao
He also asked Li Mu and Jian Xinjun what they thought. They also hoped that Lian Po could come back. Even Guo Kai smiled and said that he could send someone to express condolences to Lian Po and check on his condition.
King Zhao finally wavered and sent an envoy to Wei to visit Lian Po.
If Lian Po can still be used, he will invite Lian Po back to Zhao. If he is too old and cannot be used, then forget it.
When the envoy sat in front of King Zhao, King Zhao asked with some expectation: "How is the situation of General Lian Po? Can he still lead the army to fight?" The envoy shook his head and sighed: "Lian Po
Although the general is old, he still has a good appetite. However, he sat with me and pulled arrows three times in less than one meal." After hearing the messenger's report, King Zhao's face changed.
The expectations were gone.
He shook his head in disgust and said, "It seems that General Lianpo is old and can no longer lead the army in battle. Forget it, you can go back." The messenger nodded and left.
The envoy just walked out of the palace and saw Guo Kai waiting for him outside the palace. When Guo Kai saw him walking out, he smiled and asked, "Has your Majesty asked?"
The messenger nodded and said seriously: "Yes, I will press your button..."
"Ahem~~"
Guo Kai cleared his throat and then said: "Then go back."
The envoy understood and bowed before leaving.
Guo Kai touched his injured eye socket. Lian Po's punch almost killed him, and he has not fully recovered yet. He sneered and whispered: "As long as I'm here, the old thief can't even think about it."
I want to come back to Handan again..."
.....
The cold winter is still going on, and the time has come for next year.
The King of Wei was sitting at the banquet, happily dancing swords with his ministers. The ministers around him couldn't help but applaud. They were drinking wine and eating meat to prove their appetite. Musicians were playing music.
The King of Wei was holding the sword and was performing with a smile. It must be said that the King of Wei was also a master of swordsmanship. He could only be seen moving back and forth, the long sword in his hand constantly dancing. The warrior standing in front of him
Totally no match for him.
At this moment, Lord Xinling was standing in the courtyard, with his disciples supporting him from both sides. He looked at his disciples, breathing hard, and said: "If I am gone, the second and third sons don't have to follow me.
I will drink wine with peace of mind and wait for everyone to come, and I will never rush you... Therefore, the second and third sons must promise me that they will never hurt themselves."
The guests knelt down in front of Lord Xinling, but said nothing.
Lord Xinling asked: "Do you understand?!"
The diners still didn't speak.
Lord Xinling sighed helplessly and asked, "Do you want me to leave with regret and pain?"
The disciples then put aside the swords on their knees.
Lord Xinling nodded and said with a smile: "If I leave, there is no need to be sad or cry. The second and third sons can sit in this courtyard and drink happily with me! I can smell the taste of the wine.
!" Lord Xinling said and couldn't help but laugh again. He licked his lips and said: "Unfortunately, I can't drink anymore. They won't let me drink. Hahaha, Lord Mafu still owes me a meal.
The banquet is coming..."
"From now on, if anyone sees Ma Fujun, remember to have a drink with him for me!"
King Wei, who was dancing the sword in the palace, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. At that moment, he dropped the sword in his hand, covered his chest in pain, and slowly sat on the ground. The ministers around him
Everyone was panicked, and Lord Long Yang rushed out and helped King Wei. He ended the banquet, and then took King Wei back to the inner room to rest. King Wei was lying on the bed, and he covered his heart and looked aside.
Long Yangjun said in panic: "My heart hurts so much... This is..."
Soon, the imperial doctor also came here and began to help King Wei treat him. Unfortunately, the imperial doctor could not find any cause of the disease.
Next, King Wei's body deteriorated rapidly. In just a few days, he experienced all the pain in the world. The constant pain in his chest made him scream and cry. Long Yangjun
He was always by his side, holding his hand tightly and constantly comforting him. King Wei was getting worse day by day. After a while, he finally lay down weakly, without even the strength.
Roar again.
King Wei shed tears and turned his head to look at Lord Long Yang.
He opened his mouth and whispered: "Mr. Xinling...Mr. Xinling..."
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Long Yangjun approached him, wiped his tears, and asked: "Your Majesty? What's wrong with Lord Xinling? Do you want Lord Xinling to come over?"
King Wei blinked and then stammered: "Let Wuji... let Wuji... ascend the throne... Wuji... become the king... you protect... protect him... protect him
Wei State..."
Long Yangjun shook his head and said tremblingly: "Sir, you will definitely get better, you will definitely get better, don't say that, please don't say that."
At this moment, a warrior rushed into the palace. The warrior lowered his head and cried: "I am reporting to the Lord that Lord Xinling has passed away from illness... Lord Xinling has passed away from illness."
At that moment, Long Yangjun was stunned. He saw King Wei trembling violently all over his body. He saw King Wei's tears constantly rolling down. He struggled to get up, his hands waving wildly, trying to
Catch something, King Wei just cried, tears kept falling, he opened his mouth wide, Long Yangjun saw that he kept calling his brother's name, Long Yangjun couldn't help crying, grabbed Wei
The king's hand.
Finally, King Wei stopped struggling.
He was lying on the bed, his eyes wide open, his face stained with tears, motionless.