Three Kingdoms: The Guan Family's Rebellious Son, Long Blessing Jing Xiang

Chapter 314 The Shame of Blood Freedom?I, Zhang Liao, will accompany you at any time!

In winter, everything is depressed, and the ruthless north wind is blowing, blowing on the face like a knife, even the trees can't resist the coldness, and they can't stop moaning "whoosh".

The Guan family army was defeated, and the army was defeated like a mountain.

It took two full days before all the Guan family's army retreated into Jiangling City.

In the face of this huge defeat, in the place where the Guan family army was stationed, the returning soldiers sat on the ground one by one alone, with their heads hanging down on their chests from time to time, looking dejected.

From time to time, there were violent shouts from the military tent because of the application of medicine to the wound. At this time, the role of the Jingzhou Second Official Medical Office in the city was quickly revealed, and its importance was self-evident.

A large number of doctors poured into the barracks to treat wounds, bandages and apply medicines for the soldiers here.

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At this moment, the guards were standing outside the Guan Mansion, but inside the Guan Mansion, where Guan Yu lived, the curtain was lowered at this moment.

Guan Yu resisted the pain in his left arm, and he couldn't stop telling the people beside him.

"You must not tell Yunqi about this—"

Surrounding the room were Zhou Cang, Ma Liang, Wang Fu, Zhao Lei... Guan Xing, Guan Yinping, and Guan Suo.

They also did not expect that the current Guan Yu, under such a huge injury and great pain, would suddenly utter such a sentence.

After thinking for a while, Ma Liang saw what Guan Yu meant.

he realizes...

Guan Gong is still proud!
He didn't want to show such a failed and vulnerable side of himself to... that son who always contradicted him, but was also his most important son.

——『In front of Mr. Yunqi, Guan Gong still can't afford to lose this face! 』

Ma Liang shook his head from time to time, feeling extremely complicated.

Just as Ma Liang thought... Guan Yu's mental journey is more complicated.

Tracing back to the source, he was careless, too arrogant, and underestimated the enemy.

Not playing it safe...

This is the root cause of this defeat.

And these are all Yunqi scolded him in the past, and even Yunqi scolded him more harshly. Often, Yunqi would add four words "don't want face" under a series of words, as if killing someone and punishing his heart, making Guan Yu hate it Teeth itching, but firmly in mind.

Originally, this was nothing, but a rebellious son's words of "great treason and injustice".

But as Guan Lin became more and more famous, he showed his sharpness and overall situation more and more, and he defeated Cao Jun more and more, turning the balance of the situation completely...

The phrase "I don't want any face" buried in Guan Yu's heart seemed a bit bitter.

Many times, Guan Yu wanted to prove himself to Guan Lin...

Many times, Guan Yu wants to use actions to tell Guan Lin that he is proud, but he has the capital to be proud, because Guan Yu is invincible.

But this time, it was because of arrogance, because he underestimated the enemy carelessly, and took it for granted that Fancheng had no generals, so he suffered such a big defeat?
Maybe Guan Yu couldn't find out about Cao Ren's awakening...

But Yancheng Pound's rush to help...

Xu Huang's deceit, these things should have been thought of by Guan Yu.

Guan Yu's arm was in severe pain, but it was even worse than the pain in his heart... Especially Yun Qi's sentence "I don't want any face", these four words changed from falsehood to reality, which made Guan Yu more painful and heartbroken!
Speaking of...

His son Yunqi has been beating Cao Jun hard, but Guan Yu, as an old man, is...but...

After all, he is still ashamed!
"Allocate troops from the police, stick to Jiangling City..."

After giving an order, Guan Yu mentioned again, "Don't tell this matter...Tell Yunqi!"

Seeing that there was no response from the crowd, Guan Yu added another sentence despite the pain, this sentence was more emphatic.

Or to put it another way, this is his last stubbornness after this big defeat——

"Yes... Don't worry, the second general... I won't... I won't..." Zhou Cang originally wanted to say "I won't tell the fourth son about this", but he hasn't finished yet...

Suddenly, Guan Yu's body swayed, the originally weak Danfeng's eyes suddenly closed, and his breathing became more rapid.

"Father, father..."

Guan Yinping felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted...

Ma Liang shouted loudly: "Medical officer? Where is the medical officer?"

At this time, Zhang Zhongjing's disciple, Du Du, the person in charge of Jingzhou Second Official Medical Office, stepped forward quickly. He first rolled Guan Yu's eyelids, and then looked at Guan Yu's arm that was shot by the arrow.

he said worriedly. "This arrow is poisonous, you need to take medicine immediately to stop the poison from spreading to the internal organs—"

While speaking, Du Du ordered the doctor to fetch and decoct the medicine...

Everyone here did not dare to say a word, and did not dare to disturb this disciple of the genius doctor Zhongjing to diagnose and treat Guan Gong.

Guan Suo panicked, he turned around and was about to run out of the room, but Zhou Cang grabbed him and asked in surprise, "Why are you going, fifth son?"

"I'll tell Fourth Brother!"

"But the second general must be very strict, don't tell your fourth brother about this matter..." Zhou Cang's eyes were tightly closed, and the pupils were full of complicated emotions.

Guan Suo straightened his chest, stood like a pine, and insisted in his tone: "What if my father really made a mistake? General Zhou? Can you take care of it? How will you explain to my fourth brother?"

Guan Suo's words made Zhou Cang's brows loosen, but he still held Guan Suo's arm tightly, not allowing him to go out.

Guan Suo suddenly thought of something, and changed the subject, "Father forbids us to tell fourth brother, but father didn't say that we forbid us to tell elder brother, I will go to Jiangxia and tell elder brother about this... let him come to see father!"

This is out of the way...

Finally, Zhou Cang's arm loosened quickly, and Guan Suo also pulled out his arm in an instant.

He turned his head and stared deeply at his unconscious father again, turned his head with difficulty, and ran out the door quickly.

There are already horses waiting there...

"get it"

With the neighing of a horse...

Guan Suo got on his horse, rode Juechen, and roared away.

I'm afraid that at this moment, he has forgotten that he still has injuries on his body!The injury is not light!

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Huainan, on Bagong Mountain.

Pillow in the quiet and serene arms of winter, stepping on the first soft, thin cloud-like plain blanket in the morning.

A feeling of emptiness shortens the distance between Bagong Mountain in this otherworldly place and everything Chen Xuan.

It also brought Zhang Liao's thoughts back to reality from his dreamy reverie...

The earth is so calm and safe, without the slightest panic, the quietness is light and elegant, the posture is graceful, gentle and clean...

But Zhang Liao finally took those heavy steps. He found a soldering iron, lit a fire in the bellows, and filled it with the soldering iron.

Today's him has regained a lot of strength compared to yesterday... There is no such pain in the wound.

He couldn't help muttering in his heart:

——"'Zhuo's Elixir' is well-known throughout the south, and it really deserves its reputation..."

It was precisely because of such emotions that Zhang Liao inevitably believed in Zhuo Rong's words even more.

He looked back at the many wounds on his body, and thought to himself: "With so many wounds, and soaked in fat water, the possibility of suffering from 'four-six wind' may really be not small!"Miss Zhuo's words are sincere, not to scare people...」

Hua Tuo's disciple...

The inventor of Zhuo's elixir.

In medicine, especially in surgery, diseases such as trauma are convincing enough.

only…

Zhang Liao had his own resolution, no matter what he did, he would never go to Jiangxia, where the enemy camp was, not to mention whether he would be torn to pieces immediately when he got there.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Zhang Zhongjing really healed his wounds, would he still be able to go back?Even if he went back?And how to explain to Prime Minister Cao?

"Ugh…"

Accompanied by a faint sigh, Zhang Liao retracted his pupils, his gaze was fixed on the soldering iron in the furnace, and Zhang Liao would move the other side of the soldering iron from time to time.

Let the cuboid on the top of the soldering iron be heated evenly. He is using an indigenous method. There are soldiers in the military camp who are usually traumatized, in order to prevent the "four or six winds" from doing this.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, a crisp female voice came out...

Because the rooster hadn't crowed yet, it was just dawn, and there was only a dim light in the sky. Zhuo Rong got up early to make internal and external medicine for Zhang Liao and Ling Tong.

Unexpectedly, the bellows had been ignited, and wood had been added to the stove. Looking carefully, Zhang Liao was sitting there cross-legged in front of the stove, with a gloomy expression and extremely complicated cheeks.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that Zhang Liao didn't answer her, Zhuo Rong asked again, this time with a louder voice.

It even woke up Zhuo Shu and Ling Tong who were still asleep.

The two went out quickly, only to see that Zhang Liao got up slowly at this moment, and said to Zhuorong indifferently: "Young lady wants me to go to Jiangxia to find that Zhang Zhongjing. I appreciate the kindness, but I am the general of the Great Wei, so what?" Can I go to a hostile place in Jingzhou? So, after thinking about it, I decided to use the local method passed down from the army..."

While talking, Zhang Liao took out the soldering iron from the stove. This soldering iron was specially prepared by Zhuo Rong to melt some of the medicinal materials at high temperature. Unexpectedly, Zhang Liao picked it up. The burning red top of the soldering iron made people feel awe-inspiring. .

"What are you doing?"

Ling Tong seemed to have regained some strength, even though he was unarmed, he quickly stopped Zhuo Rong, and Zhuo Shu also quickly protected Zhuo Rong.

On the contrary, it was Zhuo Rong, as if... Seeing this soldering iron, she thought of something.

She realized what this famous general Cao Wei was going to do.

I saw Zhang Liao gritted his teeth fiercely, and then pointed the burning red spot on Luo Tie's head at the biggest wound on his body, and branded it fiercely...

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Heart-piercing pain instantly swept across Zhang Liao's whole body, causing bead-sized beads of sweat to fall from his forehead like rain... It seemed as if overnight, his entire body was soaked in sweat.

And his facial features became extremely distorted, and he didn't let go of the iron until he burned for a full ten breaths, and the burned part of his body became bright red, and the skin seemed to be stuck together.

But miraculously, the bleeding stopped...

This is the most common native method to prevent "tetanus" in ancient military camps. In order to prevent "inflammation" and "infection", soldiers will use irons and other objects to burn red to burn the wound after suffering heavy injuries, so as to achieve the effect of "infection". The role of sterilization and disinfection...

This is very common in various military camps. Small wounds are often ignored, but such steps must be added to large wounds to prevent problems before they happen.

It's just that such methods... are a bit cruel after all!
And what Zhang Liao is doing now is just like this. He used a branding iron to burn several large wounds on his body...using the high temperature to kill all the sick bodies in the wounds and avoid the outbreak of "four or six winds".

The wailing and roaring made Zhuo Shu, Zhuo Rong... including Ling Tong, feel a sense of shock.

This scene is so tragic——

Finally, after finishing the branding of the last sore, Zhang Liao seemed to have collapsed... He sat on the ground paralyzed.

It was only at this moment that his heart-piercing shouts stopped, so as not to overwhelm Zhuo Rong's voice.

"That's fine." Zhang Liao sat on the ground, as if relieved of a heavy burden.

But Zhuo Rong couldn't help but said loudly: "Who told you about this soldering iron? Will you be able to avoid four or six winds?"

She gritted her teeth and said this sentence.

As a doctor, she is very clear, indeed... high temperature can kill those "sores" hidden in the wound. In this era, there is no sense of bacteria and infection, but... some famous doctors reverse the "four or six winds" The onset of acne can still be associated with "bacteria", but it is just called "sick sores"!
But even if the high temperature can kill some "sick sores", there is still a problem, this Luotie itself is a new round of "sick sores"...

Among the patients Zhuo Rong came into contact with, who used cauterization to prevent the "four or six winds", they finally survived...

Never more than half!
In other words, Zhang Liao in front of him... at least half of the probability, he will still die!

Zhuo Rong shouted out the truth in a hoarse voice, and even gave many examples...telling him that many generals died at such a young age.

He wants to tell Zhang Liao to save his life... These local methods are not acceptable!
Only... only to find Zhang Zhongjing and see if he has any good remedies?What can be done.

It's just that... Facing Zhuo Rong's words, Zhang Liao just sneered faintly, his expression was extremely indifferent, as if he had already put life and death aside, "Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky...God wants to take my life from Zhang Wenyuan, so I will give it to him ...hahaha...why is a man afraid of death?"

Having said that, Zhang Liao turned to look at Ling Tong.

Bearing the huge exhaustion in his body after the branding just now, he said to Ling Tong: "You are a man, and you should take good care of your wounds. When you are on the battlefield in the future, you and I will compete again, how about it?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Liao showed his proud side again, "Don't you want to be ashamed of being free and unrestrained? When you get off Bagong Mountain, I, Zhang Liao, will accompany you at any time—"

As soon as this statement comes out…

Zhang Liao walked down the mountain with his unhealthy steps. He had already made a decision. No matter what, he couldn't go to Jiangxia, Anlu City, or Guan Lin.

Life and death are fate and wealth is in the sky——

Now, Zhang Wenyuan only needs to go back, as long as he returns to Shouchun City, he believes that Prime Minister Cao must be sending someone to search for him!
"wait!"

Seeing that Zhang Liao was about to leave, Ling Tong hurriedly yelled to stop, Zhang Liao paused, and Ling Tong's voice came out fiercely: "I want Zhang Liao's head, you must not die in these four or six winds!" under!"

"Hahahaha..." Zhang Liao didn't respond to Ling Tong, but just laughed and walked down the mountain while laughing.

After a while, only Zhang Liao's long and narrow figure remained on the mountain road...

Turning around a mountain road, there was no sign of Zhang Liao.

At this time, the genius is bright!

But Zhuo Rong, despite all the worries, she knew... as a doctor, she couldn't persuade this stubborn general of Cao Wei.

She could only turn her head to Ling Tong, "What about you? Are you going to Jiangxia? Are you going to the doctor Zhongjing?"

"I am a general of Soochow!" Ling Tong also went straight to Nayou's soldering iron in the furnace...

It seems that he also intends to use the same method as Zhang Liao...

Zhuo Rong hurriedly shouted: "This method won't work, you... you... you... oh, you can't think about it, if everyone is dead? Then what are you talking about? Does it make sense?"

"Yeah..." Zhuo Shu also added: "Don't you want the shame of a bloody Xiaoyaojin? Everyone is dead? This shame...how much blood?"

It was also these two sentences that made Ling Tong stunned and stopped his steps.

For a while, he was silent

He realized that he was deeply different from Zhang Liao.

Zhang Liao is the victor, he can go to death graciously...

But, but he, Ling Tong, is a loser, before he can be ashamed?Can he die?Can you die?

Zhuo Shu added in a timely manner, "This is the alliance between Sun and Liu. How can you be like an enemy? It's just going to Jiangxia to ask a doctor. What are you afraid of? Besides, isn't your governor of Soochow also in Jiangxia? "

That's what I said...

Successfully convinced Ling Tong!
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Jiangxia, Anlu City.

With Yu Jin's retreat and the favorable situation, Guan Lin was finally free to do other things, such as another level, the "heart attack" against the northern clans!
At this moment, he is exchanging something with Wang Can and Ruan Yu, the two surrendered generals... To be precise, he is exchanging a book, a "Biography of Xun Yu" compiled by Wang Can and Ruan Yu under the instruction of Guan Lin. "...

Speaking of which, as the author of "Biography of Heroes in the Late Han Dynasty", Wang Can still has some ink in his stomach. The basic elements in all novel creations, such as coolness, foreshadowing, and explosion... these are not difficult for him.

But... emotionally, in Guan Lin's opinion, the "Biography of Xun Yu" he compiled is not enough.

According to Guan Lin's idea, this "Biography of Xun Yu" is for the northern clans to read, and through the circumstances of Xun Yu's life, let those big clans see Cao Cao's face clearly...

It's better to empathize with Xun Yu, and even further hate Cao Wei because of Xun Yu's experience. In this way, Guan Lin's "word war" and "public opinion war" goals are achieved.

Can…

Looking at the draft "Biography of Xun Yu" in front of him, Guan Lin couldn't help shaking his head again. He looked at Wang Can with a faint look and said with emotion: "Mr. There are too many routines, such as where to lay the groundwork, where to explode, where to be cool, and where to make the audience hate their teeth, they are all routines... Blind routines will inevitably lose a little sincerity..."

That's right, if the clan's anger towards Cao Wei is to intensify, it must first be the one that moves the northern clan to tears for Xun Yu and Xun You who died tragically at the hands of Cao Cao!

Speaking of this, Guan Lin clicked his mouth and reminded, "Maybe...let's write about crying, Mr. Wang has been in Cao Ying, don't you know the noble quality of this 'Xun Lingliu Xiang'? One tearful thing? It is precisely these tearful things that are most likely to move people!"

"For example?" Wang Can likes to write very much. He is a writer who can lock himself in a small black room and create day and night...

He can write novels and stories of more than [-] words a day, but what he lacks is a direction, a direction of how to make the viewers cry.

"This is so simple..." Guan Lin gave an example casually: "For example... this volume, Xun Yu Xun Lingjun, why did he marry the daughter of the notorious and declining eunuch Tang Heng? Bear the infamy of the world? Let the scholar-bureaucrat group abandon him Like dross?"

"How did he become depressed because he married the eunuch's daughter? In the end, he was regarded as 'Zhang Liang' by Cao Cao?"

"Also... because of why he disagreed with Cao Cao, and why he completely broke with Cao Cao, until the last empty food box, the sentence that drove him to death, 'There will be no Han Lu to eat'!"

Guan Lin began to teach Wang Can how to write novels.

In short, it is to let the reader's emotions ebb and flow with the ups and downs of the plot. If it can't keep rising, it will be boring, and if it can't keep falling, it will be too aggrieved!
Guan Lin is very familiar with the writing techniques here, as if he opened the door to a whole new world for Wang Can.

only…

On this side, Guan Lin was still talking freely.

From the other side, Guan Suo suddenly barged in, like a bull rushing around, regardless of everything...

When he broke into Guan Lin's room, he covered the wound on his shoulder and shouted out of breath, "Fourth brother, it's not good, something happened to dad, something happened to dad—"

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(End of this chapter)