"Zhijie!"
Li Shimin shouted with a cold face.
Cheng Yaojin understood and began to purge people...
Such an important matter as passing on the national jade seal cannot be allowed to be heard by others.
Not to mention Wei Shuyu, even everyone like Ouyang Xun was rejected.
Soon, only four people, Wei Zheng, Cheng Yaojin, Changsun Wuji, and Li Shimin, were left in the field.
"Where is the imperial seal?" Li Shimin asked in a deep voice.
"That's right!"
Ling Jing laughed loudly: "In order to gain the support of the Turks, the king handed over Empress Xiao, Prince Yuande, and the Imperial Seal!"
"But your Majesty's ambition is to conquer the world, so how can you possibly hand over the authentic jade seal passed down from the country?"
"So I was asked to forge a fake national jade seal!"
"The jade seal you got from conquering the Turks was just an imitation of the one I made back then!"
Ling Jing smiled particularly wildly...
After being scolded by the Wei family and his son, they have finally regained some face!
Li Shimin's face was as gloomy as snow.
An emperor without a royal seal is a blank slate emperor. His name is not justified and his words are not upright, and it is easy to attract rebellions from all over the world.
And his throne was obtained by killing his brother and forcing his father, which is even more controversial.
During the Wude years, why did he keep suppressing rebellions in various places? In addition to the various princes' desire to compete for hegemony, there are also reasons for passing on the national jade seal.
Even after he ascended the throne, there were many small rebellions.
It wasn't until Li Jing destroyed the Turks and brought back the imperial seal that the Tang Dynasty truly became stable!
However, the imperial seal was fake.
For the sake of the country, Datang hid it.
Except for a few of his close confidants, few people knew about this matter.
"Hand over the imperial seal, and I will pardon your innocence!" Li Shimin said solemnly.
Compared with the importance of the imperial seal, he could make certain concessions.
"Pooh!"
Ling Jing spat out a mouthful of blood: "I am not guilty, why should you forgive me!"
"If you want to pass on the national jade seal, you can, please ask me!"
Ling Jing laughed wantonly, his hair disheveled, like a madman.
"Asshole!"
Li Shimin frowned and shouted: "Do you think I can't deal with you?"
"Then come on, kill me!"
Ling Jing's eyes were about to burst, and he stared at Li Shimin: "I was captured today, and I never thought about going back alive!"
boom.
Li Shimin stood up and kicked Ling Jing to the ground.
"Knowing the truth."
"I'm here."
"No matter what kind of torture you use, I want to get the information about the imperial seal!"
"promise."
Cheng Yaojin walked towards Ling Jing with murderous intent...
at the same time.
After Wei Shuyu was driven out, he left without stopping.
Ouyang Xun and others also wanted to ask Wang Lushan Waterfall and the last words of the early-haired White Emperor, but they were stunned and couldn't find Wei Shuyu.
A certain camp.
As soon as Wei Shuyu entered the camp, a strong smell of blood rushed into his nose.
The soldiers howled.
"Little General."
As Wei Shuyu arrived, the soldiers all stood up.
"What are the casualties?"
Wei Shuyu asked with concern.
"Eighteen minor injuries, twenty serious injuries, fifteen deaths!"
The captain of a team had a look of pain on his face.
Their team of one hundred people lost most of their lives and wounded in just two days, which is really sad...
"Don't worry, I will ask for credit from Your Majesty. You all are doing well!"
Wei Shuyu didn't say much.
We are all veterans, so we should understand the responsibilities of soldiers!
"Little General."
Just then, a veteran gasped and shouted.
"What's the matter?"
Wei Shuyu turned around and took a look. When he saw the soldier's chest was red and he was dying, he couldn't help but squat down.
"Lao Gen asked me to give this to his daughter before he died. I may not be able to do it. Can you help me?"
The veteran tremblingly took out a small grain of gold stained with blood from his arms.
"good."
A trace of sadness flashed in Wei Shuyu's eyes, but he took it with a smile: "Is this secretly done by Lao Gen'er when he was on a mission?"
"Hehe..." The veteran forced a smile.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
Wei Shuyu patted the veteran on the shoulder: "Take good care of your injuries."
"Little general..."
As he spoke, the veteran took out another jade pendant from his arms: "I gave this to my daughter."
This time Wei Shuyu refused: "I'm very busy, you can keep it and send it to yourself."
With that said, Wei Shuyu stood up and left the military camp...
"Little general..."
The veteran shouted in disappointment.
He knew his own situation well and he would not live long.
Outside the tent.
The military doctors gathered together to wipe away the sweat.
Talking about the person he had just bandaged, how serious and scary the wound was...
"You guys, all come in!"
Wei Shuyu scolded with a sullen face.
"We are not your subordinates..."
boom.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Shuyu casually picked up the spear beside him and hit the opponent in the face.
"I'm letting you in, do you understand?"
The medics glared.
But he was soon surrounded by Wei Shuyu's soldiers.
Okay, let's follow our hearts...
One by one they followed obediently.
Wei Shuyu took out a package, mulberry thread, needles and the like...
He had prepared these after the princess was attacked yesterday and the soldiers suffered casualties.
Alcohol takes no time to prepare.
The ancient gold healing medicine contained lime, but it was barely usable.
"Boil the water!"
Wei Shuyu ordered.
The soldiers hastened to do so.
After the boiling water boils, Wei Shuyu puts the needles, mulberry threads, etc. into the boiling water to sterilize...
Arriving in front of the veteran, Wei Shuyu said solemnly: "Cut his clothes off!"
Uh-huh.
The military doctors were very cooperative and cut open the veteran's clothes. The process was a bit brutal.
"Little...little general, what do you want to do?"
The veteran's lips turned white and he said tremblingly: "I just asked you to give me a jade pendant. How can you do this?"
"You have a chance to survive, believe me or not?"
Wei Shuyu took out a piece of wood and handed it to the veteran...
"..."
Can I say I don’t believe it?
"What is this wood for?" The veteran was frightened.
However, Wei Shuyu just smiled.
After boiling for a while, the needles became very similar to the mulberry thread. After Wei Shuyu washed his hands, he looked at the veteran.
"Hold him down and put the wood in his mouth!"
The soldiers and military doctors were very cooperative.
Then……
Wei Shuyu used a boiled towel to clean the wound, and then began to sew.
The old soldier's eyes almost popped out from the pain.
"Bite the wood and hold on!"
Wei Shuyu encouraged him while sewing: "I'm not afraid of being cut by a knife, but why are I afraid of a few stitches?"
"Think of your daughter, as long as the sewing is done, you can live!"
"Woooo..."
Veins bulged on the veteran's face and he tried to struggle, but the soldier held him down.
Under Wei Shuyu's guidance, they have learned to obey orders absolutely.
And they could tell that Wei Shuyu was saving the veteran.
They know how to stitch up wounds!
I just haven't seen it with my own eyes...
The wisdom of the ancients was not weak. In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, Hua Tuo practiced scraping bones to heal wounds, and in the Sui Dynasty, there was the technique of Chaoyuan Fangchanghe...
The Tang Dynasty actually had the art of suturing.
However, due to various harsh conditions, it cannot be popularized on a large scale.
There are also hygiene aspects, and eventually one will die from infection.
In fact, many injured soldiers can be saved, but the cost of treatment is too high.
"Big pot, big pot, I'm here..."
Cui Shenji led his friends to run in a hurry.
How could the soldiers keep an eye on them without Cheng Yaojin personally watching them?
However, as soon as they entered the camp, they exited at a faster speed. Each of them put their hands on the ground and lay at the door vomiting, their faces turned blue from vomiting...
"Shenji, are you sewing meat?"
"No, the cauldron is sewing."
"you sure?"
"If you don't believe me, go in and sweat again..."
Wei Shuyu was not affected in any way and sewed seriously.
After a skillful knotting, Wei Shuyu cut off the excess thread.
"Sprinkle the golden medicine, life or death is up to you!"
There was nothing he could do about the infection, there was only so much he could do.
At least he gave the veteran a hope of survival!
