Miss Jiangmen Poison Doctor

Chapter 309 Departure: Fengyang City!

1000 personal guards, 300 servants, and more than 30 horse-drawn carriages drove mightily on the official road from Jinling to Fengyang, bathed in the morning glow, enjoying the fragrance, and gradually drifting away amidst the blooming mountain flowers.

Driving in one of the most luxurious carriages in the middle, the Crown Prince, who was originally haggard and needed support even to stand, was now wearing a black brocade embroidered robe, leaning on the soft couch of the carriage, drinking tea, While staring at the stunning woman who was flipping through the military book with a smile on her face.

Compared with the beautiful scenery outside, the people in front of me are obviously more beautiful and delicious.Just like this, without doing anything, he can happily look at her all day long.

After his concubine gave him acupuncture for a month, he actually survived the day of November [-]st like a normal person, and basically cured the cold syndrome that had plagued him for several years.

At this moment, they left everything in court and went to Fengyang. The main reason was because the Spirit Root Grass had matured on Wanling Mountain not far from Fengyang.This herb is the fifth antidote for the seven-flower poison in his body. Because the blood of the person who takes it must be watered to pull the grass out, so this time, he has to go by himself.

In order not to attract Murong Qingyu's attention, this made his condition worse.No matter how suspicious Murong Qingyu was, he would never have guessed that he, who was already so ill that he had difficulty getting up, would quietly borrow the road with Murong Xiao from Fengyang to Wanling Mountain, which is 200 miles away from Fengyang.

"You keep staring at me like this, can you see a flower on my head?"

From the time when they stepped into the carriage early in the morning, and now it was already the sun, they chatted for a while, but during the silent time, he kept looking at her like this.

Finally, Murong Xiao raised his head unbearably, and met those star-like eyes that almost sucked her in.

"Flowers are not as pretty as you, and they don't look good when they grow on your head." Qian Yeming replied with a smile.

Murong Xiao rolled his eyes at the sky, lowered his head and continued to read.

"My wife really likes something different."

Murong Xiao looked up suspiciously, saw him staring at the book of war in her hand, and said clearly: "The journey is boring, I just read it casually."

"There are still many travel notes and gossip in the carriage."

"No, I'm not interested in those."

"What do you think of this military book in your hand?"

Murong Xiao was silent for a moment and replied: "This is a book of war written by a scholar."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"Although the insights are unique, it is inevitable to talk about wars on paper. I have written many exciting art of war, but nearly half of the art of war cannot be practically applied."

Hearing Murong Xiao's opinion, Qian Yeming's eyes glowed with heat and admiration.

"Then you still look at it with such relish."

Murong smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you that I just thought the journey was boring, just take a look around."

In fact, although the art of war in this military book is a bit like talking about soldiers on paper, the various methods of using soldiers, especially the formations of large-scale battles, are recorded in great detail.

The number of people in each formation, how to set up the formation, how to change the formation, and how to derive the formation within the formation are all written in great detail.This is a serious deficiency that she only discovered when she went to the battlefield in her last life.

Because she is a modern agent, although she has also participated in the battles of some countries, the modern battles are completely different from the ancient battles.

(End of this chapter)