Crown Jewels

Chapter 133

In the sound of gurgling bubbles, there seemed to be a man's murmur.

"Gu Baozhu—"

"In fact, I would rather, you have a good life..."

The voice was weak and inaudible, and the sigh sounded, accompanied by the spirit that was about to escape from the nose, there was a bitter and humble emotion spreading.

In the middle of the night, the wind blows away all unknown emotions.

Song Yan raised his eyelids, and the depression in his brows faded away, as if he had made a decision in an instant.

The young general picked up the sheepskin map on the table again, and studied it all night by candlelight.

The next day, the lieutenant general who had tidied up went into the general's tent, and saw that the general was still in the same posture as last night, flipping through the parchment in his hand, his eyes that were originally as cold as stars were now glowing red after staying up all night.

Song Yan pressed his restless forehead, and when he sensed someone coming in, he closed his eyes slightly to hide his tiredness.

When he lifted his eyelids again, his eyes had regained their vigor.

Throwing the map in his hand on the plan, Song Yan pondered for a moment, and ordered clang to the lieutenant general.

"Pass my order—"

"The whole army paused for reorganization, quickly repaired, marched after dinner, and reached the Turkic territory before evening—"

Song Yan's words made the lieutenant slightly stunned. He wanted to say something, but when he looked up, he saw the determination and unquestionable look in the young general's eyes, and he bent down decisively to agree.

The life of a lieutenant general is like a mountain, and he can't be blamed for it!
After the deputy general withdrew from the military account, he decisively arranged for his subordinates to repair quickly and prepare enough dry rations for marching during the day.

Song Yan's consciousness was immersed in the back of the lieutenant general leaving in his sleep.

The morning light outside the tent is great, and the sun is about to shine.

The lieutenant strode forward, his figure walking in the backlight, and the orange light stretched the shadow projected on the ground obliquely.

Song Yan, who was sleeping, felt his eyes go dark, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

At this moment, he was already in another felt tent with a yurt.

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of kumiss, forming an unspeakable smell in this yurt.

Then, there was the sound of clacking fingers in the ear, and the next moment the deafening sound of gunpowder exploded.

The man sitting in the center of the felt tent, with braided hair standing up, looked incredulously at Gu Baozhu who was holding a firecracker in front of Song Yan.

Before Song Yan had time to react, Gu Baozhu in front of him was already staggering.

The woman supported his shoulder with her right hand, and when Song Yan saw the woman's face clearly, the young general's pupils suddenly widened.

"Gu Baozhu—"

Snake-like bloodstains spread across the woman's white chin, and gradually drew away from her neck.

Gu Baozhu looked at Song Yan, two lines of hot tears flowed out of her eyes, her lips moved, she looked at the young general in silver armor in front of her, and seemed to want to say something, but the stabbing pain in her throat made her The stretched eyebrows were subconsciously drawn together, and the lips on the pale face were parted, but no sound was made.

Song Yan was terrified, and quickly removed the heavy armor behind him with trembling hands.

He decisively reached into his sleeve with his right hand, took out a porcelain bottle, and carefully poured a black pill out of it.

Seeing this, the lieutenant beside him twitched his brows and exclaimed in surprise, but when he tried to stop him, Song Yan stopped him with sharp eyes.

Gently pinching Gu Baozhu's jaw open, Song Yan put the black pill into his mouth.

The young general was coaxing, but he couldn't hide the trembling and panic behind his expression.

"Orb—"

"Be obedient, take this medicine—"

The black pill was hard, and the light in Gu Baozhu's eyes dimmed slightly.

With Song Yan's help, she took a lot of effort to swallow the pill into her throat with difficulty.

Seeing this, Song Yan's scarlet and tired eyes overflowed with unspeakable joy.

"The military doctor—"

Following the solemn voice of the young general, Song Yan tightened his grip on Gu Baozhu.

Afterwards, he exerted his core strength, hugged Gu Baozhu in his arms, and walked towards the general's tent stationed outside the grassland camp.

Holding the wooden box, the military doctor walked out of the queue in a hurry and entered the tent. He saw the young general, who was usually heroic and vigorous, squatting nervously in front of the couch, with unspeakable fragility and depression in his eyes.

When Song Yan saw the military doctor with a goatee, his expression finally changed when he hurriedly got up.

The waiting time was extraordinarily difficult, and the bloodstains on the corners of Gu Baozhu's lips had solidified, and Song Yan wiped it off bit by bit with a veil.

The woman on the couch had serious eyes, she had been married to Turkic for several years, but her appearance at this moment coincided with the appearance of the woman in Song Yan's memory.

Only her pale lips are not like her perennial red lips.

The military doctor checked Gu Baozhu's wrist pulse, raised his brows for a while, and finally opened his eyes willingly,

"General Song—"

"Did you give that girl the medicine?"

After the military doctor finished speaking, he saw the young general nodding towards him without any surprise.

Knowing that he didn't want him to talk too much, the military doctor sighed softly in his heart, and expressed his judgment.

"General—"

"This girl should have drunk poisoned wine before. The poison is so strong that there is no cure for it."

"It's all because the general gave up the medicine to this girl, which made her hang on..."

The military doctor's words were like sharp knives, piercing Song Yan's heart fiercely. Although he didn't shed any blood, it made him break out in cold sweat instantly.

The boy's eyelids were raised, and the emotion in his eyes was calm but seemed to contain a storm.

"Is there any way—"

Song Yan's words made the military doctor a little stunned. He had just said clearly that there is no cure for this poison.

"General, this poison—"

The military doctor just wanted to persuade the person in front of him to accept the facts, but he raised his eyes to meet those eyes that were lacquered as if suppressing a storm.

The military doctor was stunned, and the words that came out of his mouth became sentences.

"General, although this poison is strong, but..."

"The world is so great, and there is nothing that can restrain it."

"Ms. Left and Right are protected by the General's medicine. General Song might as well ask the imperial doctor in Lin'an City to take a look."

"Maybe, we can find a thread of life!"

When these words came out, the face of the young and famous general on the opposite side barely looked better.

Song Yan walked into the bed, looked at the sleeping woman for a while, and asked with dry lips.

She can last for a few days! "

The military doctor stroked the goatee, then grabbed Gu Baozhu's wrist for a closer look, and finally confirmed again while concentrating.

"Seven days—"

"This girl can last up to seven days!"

After saying that, Song Yan's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he looked at the woman on the couch again, with seriousness and reluctance in his eyes.

After seeing Gu Baozhu's face in the depths of his mind again, Song Yan decisively closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, the emotions in his eyes were already calm, revealing a bit of resolute determination.

Song Yan got up and put on the battle armor in an orderly manner. When the helmet was put on his face, his eyes were already cold.

He took a step forward and raised the curtain, his eyes swept over the lieutenant guarding the door.

"pass--"

"The whole army will be rectified, and the troops will be suppressed in an hour!"

"Huyan Uwei is dead, and the Turks have no leader. We must take down the Turks within three days, and return to the court!"

The young general's tone was dignified, and his chest trembling voice had an unspeakable sonorous sound.

……

The noon sun shines into the entire Pingkang Square, where day and night have always been reversed.

Last night, everyone who indulged in the hall, some of them returned to the box to rest in the future, and lay their heads directly on Hua Niang's soft arms.

On the edge of the table is a crooked wine can with half a bottle left.

It was already approaching noon at this time, and the officials and adults who were crazy in the middle of the night last night, at this moment, the consciousness that was dazed when they woke up gradually returned.

Sunlight seems to be the best preservative.

Demons danced wildly in the dark night, all the officials and adults who had no scruples, saw the mess of the room full of indulgence from the scene in their sleep at this moment, stabilized their numb and swollen heads, and pulled the corners of their robes from under the people beside them.

(End of this chapter)