Jinghua Female Poison Doctor

Chapter 141 Art of War, Gift of Medicine

"Long live the princess, long live, long live—" All the soldiers who watched Bei Mo's envoy leave shouted in unison. They didn't care about Ouyang Yue's age. Those who can win battles are good soldiers. Seeing Fangran almost terrified They left as if fleeing, and the hearts of the soldiers were greatly encouraged.

"Hahaha, General, you have given birth to a good daughter." General Sun held a glass of wine to congratulate Ouyang Zhen at the celebration banquet. Joy and envy.

"Yes, little princess, your Uncle Xiao has admired two people in his life, the first is your father, and the second is you, little princess." Scholar Yan Luo also toasted.

"Hey, brat, it turns out that you haven't taken me seriously. The old man will definitely punish you. He can't beat you when he beats you, and he can't even calculate you. Brat, the old man at the wine table will definitely put you down today." .”

General Sun pretended to be angry and carried Yan Luoshu, General Zodiac, and went to the side to fight for wine. The soldiers below were also drinking heavily and eating meat. Today is a treat for the little princess. They don't have such good food on weekdays. There is no way, Mr. Wang said that good steel should be used on the blade. Although he has never been harsh on food, the days of drinking and eating meat for so many years can be counted with fingers.

"Yue'er, is this really all right?"

"Is there any problem?"

"Is it really okay for these 3 people to eat and drink like this?" Ouyang Zhen felt a little nervous when he saw the soldiers below eating happily.

"Haha, Dad, didn't you see the congratulatory gift from Zhang Ming's family? There was 30 taels in it, and the whole army would only eat 10 taels if they opened their stomachs. Invite us soldiers." Ouyang Yue continued to drink the juice in the glass with a smile, although she kept peeking at the wine in the old man's glass, but His Royal Highness, General Wang, has been drinking to her since Ouyang Yue suffered from the cold poison. Because of allergies, Tengou forbids her to drink a drop of wine no matter how much she makes a fuss.

"Father, I'm leaving tomorrow." Ouyang Yue drained the juice in the cup, looked up at Ouyang Zhen.

Ouyang Zhen was taken aback when he heard this, and he put the wine glass that was raised to his lips on the table again.

"Why in such a hurry?"

"Oh, you also know that I was going to Bailou with Uncle Li. Didn't I find a vein of mine halfway and then withdraw back, and I was delayed for several days here and there."

"What about the mine?"

"Then, I have entrusted Yuehen with full authority over the mineral veins," Ouyang Yue pointed with her little finger, and Shui Yuehen at the next table smiled modestly at Ouyang Zhen.

"Uncle, don't worry, Yuehen will do his best to handle the matter of the emerald vein."

"Then there's this," Jiumei behind Ouyang Yue received a signal from Ouyang Yue and quickly took out a cloth bag and handed it over.

Ouyang Zhen opened the cloth bag and found that it was a hastily bound book. He knew the flamboyant handwriting in it was from his daughter who was a ghost. He didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that the youngest daughter wrote it to him, his father. However, the more he looked at the letter, the more frightened he became. At first he just flipped through it casually, but now he almost lay down on the book and savored it carefully. After a while, he seemed to realize that now is not the time for him to study carefully.

"Yue'er," Ouyang Zhen grabbed Ouyang Yue's shoulders excitedly, "My dear daughter, who taught you this, or did you copy it from a book you saw?!"

"Daddy, daddy, calm down, you're hurting me." Ouyang Yue tried to break away Ouyang Zhen's hand that was tightly grasping or clutching her shoulder because of excitement, alas, it's not my mother's fault that daddy sometimes Just like the stupefied young man, looking at it now, it's really true.

"Okay, okay, okay, it doesn't hurt, tell dad where you got this." Ouyang Zhen asked earnestly while rubbing his little daughter's shoulder.

"Ah, this, um, I found it in a cave deep in Buwang Mountain. Yue'er had just looked at it, and the hairy monkey that Uncle Li got to help me train tore it to pieces. They are all military books, Dad may use them, Yue'er just stayed up all night to copy them out, Yue'er never forgets, Dad and Master both know." Ouyang Yue half-truthfully copied the grandson's Art of War by hand I explained that in the 21st century, my father not only likes to gamble on stones, but also occasionally met a master of ancient calligraphy and painting restoration who also likes to gamble on stones. Once again, Ouyang Yue helped him restore a manuscript from the Ming Dynasty at his home. It was very broken, and she who followed to help was also extremely cautious, and it took a month to complete it, and she memorized the contents of the book thoroughly after going back and forth.

In the 21st century, Sun Tzu's Art of War is the earliest surviving military book. No matter how advanced the technology is, it is highly praised by people, and even some foreign capitals regard it as a must-read and intensive book. This kind of military book happened to be remembered by myself. Ouyang How can the moon let it be dusty?What's more, although Dongzhou is strong and prosperous, it has always been troubled by the invasion of other countries.And there will definitely be many people who hear about the emerald mine veins, and the mine veins at the border will definitely make Dongzhou more threatened by the North Desert, so after thinking about it, she decided to write down this masterpiece and hand it over to the old man. father.

"That's it." Although it was a little regretful that he couldn't get to know the author of this book, Ouyang Zhen was also very content. With such a wonderful book on the art of war in his hand, his army would definitely be invincible.

"Yue'er, when you saw this Art of War, did the cover have a name?"

"Yes, it seems to be called "The Art of War by Sun Tzu."

""Sun Tzu's Art of War"? There doesn't seem to be a general or marshal named Sun Tzu on the Moon Shadow Road. Could it be that he is a reclusive expert? Well, it must be. It is absolutely easy for a person with such insights to be recorded in historical records."

Ouyang Yue looked at the old general Wang who was talking to himself there, and thought, ah, grandson, grandson, Yue'er is helping you preach, please don't blame me for bringing this book of war to this otherworldly continent without authorization Oh.

"Also, father, when I'm free these few days, my master, brother Qingchen, our master and apprentice have refined a lot of elixir together, how much is it?"

"Three thousand bottles of elementary medicine pills, five hundred bottles of intermediate medicine pills, and sixteen bottles of high-level medicine pills." Feng Qingchen said lightly.

"Yes, there are many primary pills, and the refining of high-level pills is a bit more troublesome, and there are not enough medicinal materials in a short period of time, but the generals are used to stop bleeding and nourish the essence. The pills are almost enough gone."

"Thank you, thank you" Ouyang Zhen choked up when he heard this. Although he and his daughter don't need to be polite, he feels a little sad when he thinks of those soldiers who died because of untimely medical treatment. I also want to say thank you to Ouyang Yue, master and apprentice.

"My lord, you don't have to be polite." Feng Yiyang said, Ouyang Yue quickly stole a grateful look, it was really impossible for her to be thanked by her father.

"Yes, yes, father, if you really want to thank you, then help me guard the mine veins. Then half of the proceeds will be given to the treasury, and the emperor will pay you for the army."

"You girl—"

There is another update today, which will be delivered around twelve o'clock.

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