Rebirth of the Splendid Phoenix

Chapter 193 Consolation
Xie Jinhua was pressing a soldier to bandage his injured leg. The wound on the other side's leg was so deep that the bones were almost visible. Even though Xie Jinhua was distracted by talking, he still couldn't help shaking from the pain.

Xie Jinhua was about to press down on the other side with more force, and the other hand pressed down on the trembling body of the soldier, and then, under Xie Jinhua's surprised gaze, he quickly applied the medicine to bandage it.

It is smoother than Xie Jin's painting.

Xie Jinhua put away the surprise in his eyes, and turned around to help another person bandage.

But there was a slight smile on the corner of his lips.

In the dim tent, Qin Zheng was wearing an ordinary robe, but no one recognized him for a while, Xie Jinhua couldn't deal with the injuries, so he went to pick them up.

Two people, one to disinfect and one to apply medicine, one to hold down the person, and the other to bandage, cooperated very tacitly.

At the back, a soldier recognized Qin Zheng because he was so close, and subconsciously opened his mouth to shout.

Xie Jinhua secretly pressed his finger to his lips, and made a silent gesture, the soldier closed his mouth subconsciously, but his eyes were bright, and the pain on his body was relieved a lot.

It was not long before Qin Zheng came to the Northwest Army, but his two victories in a row were enough to make the soldiers admire him.

Qin Zheng's identity is also the king of the county, and he came to the wounded barracks to bandage the soldiers. For a while, the soldier who recognized Qin Zheng was moved.

With the help of Qin Zheng and Xie Jinhua, two people who have a lot of good wound medicine and are very familiar with their movements, when the sky is completely bright, the wounds of the seriously injured soldiers are basically bandaged, and the rest are all wounded. It was a minor injury.

Xie Jinhua greeted the military doctor, and as if Qin Zheng had come, they quietly left the tent of the wounded soldiers.

Qin Zheng personally brought Xie Jinhua a basin of water: "Wash your hands."

Xie Jinhua's hands were still covered in blood.

Xie Jinhua saw Qin Zheng bringing water, and reached out to wipe the blood on his hands.

The water was cool, and Xie Jinhua's hands were submerged in it, and he felt comfortable from the fingers.

Qin Zheng held Xie Jinhua's hand.

Xie Jinhua looked up at him.

A piece of soap locust appeared in Qin Zheng's hand: "I'll wash it for you."

His movements were very delicate and gentle, holding Xie Jinhua's hand as if he was holding a peerless treasure, using soap locusts and a clean towel to clean up all the blood stains on Xie Jinhua's hand little by little.

While helping her clean, he gently pressed her knuckles.

Xie Jinhua has no internal strength, he drew his bow frequently last night, and shot and killed many people, his fingers were overloaded, and he helped bandage many wounds in the wounded barracks, his white finger joints were red and swollen.

He was doing such meticulous things without any impatience, and the aura around him was even extraordinarily peaceful.

"Ye Yulin died, in the hands of Yuan Zhen. Yuan Zhen gave me half of the soldier talisman in his hand. If there is no accident, the position of interim marshal is safe for me. When I can't wait for the food and grass, I must retreat. When I looted the food and grass last time, I had people make arrangements on the way they must go back. I think that after this time, the alien race will be seriously injured for a while, so I dare not It’s easy to set foot on the border, and this period of time is enough to recuperate, and it’s enough.”

Xie Jinhua looked at Qin Zheng with lowered eyebrows, chattered about these things, and suddenly said, "Ah Zheng, you have done a good job."

"No one will do better than what you are doing now."

"Even if it is another person, it will definitely not be better than you."

Xie Jinhua stretched out his hand and held Qin Zheng's face: "I went to the Injury Barracks just to do something, not to blame anyone. If you want to get something, you have to give something. I will start supporting you to fight, Then I won't blame you for the methods you used in the fight, besides, Ah Zheng, you've already tried your best to keep it safe."

Qin Zheng is not a soft-hearted person. Even though he would regret these dead soldiers, he would not regret using the current methods. If he hadn't used these tricks and faced them head-on, the number of dead people would be far less than this few.

Qin Zheng explained this to Xie Jinhua at this moment, just because he was worried that Xie Jinhua would mind.

He likes that Xie Jinhua is such a person, when he should make a decision, he makes a decision, and when he should be soft, he is softer than anyone else.

It was this kind of Xie Jinhua that attracted Qin Zheng's heart from the very beginning, and it was hard for him to accommodate anyone else.

Therefore, Qin Zheng will explain this to Xie Jinhua.

Xie Jinhua misunderstood his thoughts, and turned to Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng was a little stunned at first, but the next moment, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

It wasn't a sneer, but the soft emotion from the bottom of his heart made him want to laugh.

Only Xie Jinhua still treats him as a child who needs to be comforted and needs to be careful about his emotions.

Most of the time, he hoped that Xie Jinhua would treat him as a man who could stand alone and protect her from wind and rain.

But sometimes, she regards him as the child who is too weak at such a young age and needs pity and protection. Qin Zheng actually likes him.

Xie Jinhua saw the little smile in Qin Zheng's eyes, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Qin Zheng took out a steamed bun with some warm breath from his bosom, and handed it to Xie Jinhua: "Sister must have not eaten all night, so let's eat a steamed bun and make a cushion, and when I go to the city, I will take it with me." Sister, go to a restaurant in the city to have a good meal."

Xie Jinhua has lost weight visibly to the naked eye, and Qin Zheng is now trying to make her eat something good, but he can't.

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and it's like this in the entire military camp.

Qin Zheng's eyes were filled with apology and self-blame for a moment.

He wanted to take good care of her, but in fact, she was taking care of him more, even after he had enough ability.

Xie Jinhua took the steamed buns from Qin Zheng's hands casually: "It's good to eat some, but pick and choose. I didn't come here to enjoy the blessings. Besides, ordinary soldiers can't eat white steamed buns. "

With a chuckle, he broke the warm white steamed bun into two halves with one hand, kept the smaller half by himself, and handed the larger half to Qin Zheng.

The food for most soldiers in the army is nothing more than steamed bread dry food, or steamed buns with black flour and bran flour. The general level has meat supply, but it is also some bacon with a particularly strong taste that is almost black, or pickled and overly salty. Some bitter bacon, although Xie Jinhua is not afraid of suffering, but he really can't get used to those things, so most of the food he eats recently is steamed buns, it would be strange if he wasn't thin.

What Qin Zheng gave her was at least white flour steamed buns, not rough black flour steamed buns.

Holding half of the steamed bun in his hand, Qin Zheng watched Xie Jinhua break open and eat the remaining half of the steamed bun one bite at a time. Looking at her serious look, the emotion in her eyes was very gentle.

How lucky to have such a person in this life who will always be by his side.

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Ye Yulin died quietly under Yuan Zhen's hands. Just as not many people knew about his collusion with foreign troops, the fact that he died under Yuan Zhen's hands was only those generals who were qualified to occupy a place in the big tent. We know that's all.

Family ugliness should not be publicized. This is a scandal of the Northwest Army. It is the best result to be able to deal with it internally.

Qin Zheng acquiesced in this matter, that is, he did not take the initiative to mention a favor to Yuan Zhen and the Northwest Army, so Yuan Zhen first asked him to pack up the things he needed, so that he could go directly to live in the city.

"There is still no suitable residence for you in the city. I have asked someone to find a new residence for you. You can rest and move in later. You can live in my Marshal's Mansion first."

Yuan Zhen's words have truly affirmed Qin Zheng's position.

Qin Zheng did not refuse Yuan Zhen's invitation.

Living in the Marshal's Mansion can be a guest at the invitation of the master, or it can be to live in the Marshal's Mansion in advance to confirm his status.

The Marshal can only live in the Marshal's Mansion.

The residences of officials and generals, generally in Xiyuan and Daqing, have corresponding specifications and standards.

No one can take a wrong step at will.

As for Qin Zheng, who is now qualified to live in the Marshal's Mansion, whether it is public or private, some people feel dissatisfied, but they can only bear it.

Qin Zheng has completely gained his footing.

Xie Jinhua has seen Iron City more than once from the barracks these days, but every time he can only see the high city wall and the awe-inspiring figures behind the city wall, the arrows in their hands ready to shoot at any time.

No matter how many there are, they won't be able to see them. At this moment, when Xie Jinhua entered the iron city with Qin Zheng, she couldn't help but look around a few more times.

Laughing and laughing, the mother is pulling the daughter, the father is supporting the son, the husband is accompanying the wife, everyone is laughing, watching Qin Zheng and his party enter the city, the woman is throwing the sachet and handkerchief in her hand, and the man is sending out the goodies in his hand. After drinking wine, the woman gave out the vegetables she had planted, and everyone expressed their welcome for this group of people entering the city.

Different from the cruelty outside the city wall and the strict treatment on the city wall, the city seems to have entered the ocean of joy at this moment. In a trance, it seems that Xie Jinhua has seen the capitals of two countries.

But this is impossible. In fact, the people living here are more miserable than the people living on the border between Xiyuan and Daqing. They have lived in this windy and sandy place for a long time, and they are worried every day, worrying about the breakthrough of foreign races. Checkpoints, going straight into the city to burn, kill and loot, worrying about aliens coming, and then they have to be conscripted and have to fight.

The people here are all prisoners exiled in the Western Yuan Dynasty or descendants of military households. They have lived here for generations and cannot leave here.

For these people, they don't mind whether the court sent the county king or prince, and they don't care whether the marshal is Yuan Zhen or anyone else.

They only care about who can really protect the city and who can beat the aliens out.

The reality is sad, but it is also the real normal life here.

Xie Jinhua looked at these, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

This is the extreme border of the Western Yuan, the edge of the great desert, and this place is different from all the places she has experienced before.

She turned her head to look at Qin Zheng. Qin Zheng felt her gaze and was puzzled for a while, then thought of something, and held Xie Jinhua's hand.

The man's soft voice rang in Xie Jinhua's ear: "Take my hand and you won't be washed away."

Xie Jinhua held Qin Zheng's hand backwards, tightening his five fingers.

The confusion in his eyes disappeared.

No matter where it is, as long as Qin Zheng is there, Xie Jinhua is confident that he can stay forever.

It's never a place that matters, it's a person.

(End of this chapter)