Chapter 1150 Wu Jian passes away

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Gongsun Linglong made great achievements, and the new officials were tricked by her and won a lot of praise.

After entering the city, Long Chen warmly entertained Baili Bing and the officials in the main hall.

After the banquet, Long Chen and Baili Bing entered the room to discuss business.

"Congratulations to King Wu for your great achievements. This battle is enough to shine through in history."

Baili Bing congratulated again.

Long Chen said with a smile: "Thanks to God's help, His Majesty's support, and the concerted efforts of all my colleagues in the court, we were able to achieve what we have today."

"I just achieve things because of people, and the credit belongs to everyone."

Baili Bing admired: "It's such a great achievement, but King Wu doesn't take credit for it. I admire him."

If Sedum had destroyed Xixia, its tail would have been raised to the sky.

Long Chen was very humble and not arrogant at all. Baili Bing admired him sincerely.

A person's arrogance is related to his mind.

Jing Tianlie's ambition was just to marry the princess and control the politics of the Zhou Dynasty, nothing more.

Long Chen is different. His goal is to become emperor. This small amount of credit is nothing, so naturally he will not take credit for himself.

To look at a person's mind, look at what he is proud of.

Some people are complacent when they buy a car and take a photo as their profile picture. Such people cannot become successful.

"Now that Baili Shangshu is here, I can take charge and return to the court."

Long Chen did not continue to talk about the credit.

Baili Bing said: "Wouldn't King Wu stay here for a little longer? I'm new here and I don't know many things."

Long Chen smiled and said: "Master Shangshu is too modest. You have been in charge of the Ministry of Officials for decades and are experienced in personnel appointments. There is no need for my advice."

"Furthermore, some people in the DPRK say that I support my military self-respect and have evil intentions. If I don't return to the DPRK, I'm afraid my spine will be broken."

It was Wang Wei who said this, but Long Chen was not only talking about Wang Wei, there were people like Wang Wei.

Baili Bing smiled awkwardly and said: "There will always be rumors. King Wu has done this great work, and there are many jealous people. It's okay if the Holy One doesn't believe it."

Long Chen said with a smile: "It's difficult. Three people can become tigers, many people can make gold, and a thousand people can blame each other, but it will end without a cure. I'd better go back earlier."

"Before I leave, let me tell you some things. The Xixia Dynasty can use it as much as possible. They know the local customs and people, and they can also win over some people."

"Officials who arrived in the local area must do light duties and pay little tax, and even exempt them from rent and tax for the past few years. Xixia is already barren, and Shi Le did not spare the people's efforts. The people are actually living a very hard life."

"There is also the northwest direction. Please pay attention at all times. Shi Le once sent Honglu Temple Qing and Pu Xuan as envoys to the Uz Kingdom to ask for help, but they never came back."

"It's okay if you die, but if reinforcements are brought, we will be in trouble, so don't be careless!"

Baili Bing nodded and said: "King Wu is right, I remember it."

Long Chen said: "There is nothing else, I will return to the court today."

Baili Bing said in surprise: "So urgent?"

Long Chen smiled and said: "Go back earlier and stop the rumors."

Baili Bing smiled and said, "I wish King Wu a safe journey."

Long Chen immediately summoned the generals, especially Zhu Yong and Hu Jie, who wanted to return to the capital for canonization.

The Long family army had long been prepared to leave. After receiving the general's order, they immediately returned to the court.

The army set off in the evening. After the sun set, Long Chen took advantage of the moonlight to hurry on his way.

Bai Tingting was a little confused and asked: "Sir, is it necessary to be in such a hurry? Traveling all night?"

Long Chen said: "The ministers in the court have already said that I am unwilling to return to the capital and will establish myself as king in Dingxi County. If I don't go back, I will really become a rebel."

Gongsun Linglong was not angry and cursed: "These dogs, we are fighting desperately outside, and they are gossiping in the court, go back and beat them to death with a hammer!"

Zhang Qian smiled and said: "If you hit it with a hammer, you won't kill any of them."

Gongsun Linglong said angrily: "It would be best to smash them all to death!"

Bai Tingting said: "You are killing innocent people indiscriminately!"

Bai Tingting's father Li Junjun was also in the court. According to Gongsun Linglong, Li Junjun would also have to be beaten to death...

"They are just angry words...ahem..."

Wu Jian laughed at the side.

Long Chen heard Wu Jian coughing and frowned: "Old Wu, are you okay?"

Wu Jian patted his chest and said: "It's okay. I drank too much a few nights ago and forgot to cover myself with a quilt when I went to bed. I just caught the wind and cold occasionally. Ahem..."

Long Chen was very worried and immediately found a pill for Wu Jian to take.

"Sir, it's really okay. Marching and fighting, what does this mean... ahem..."

Wu Jian was careless and didn't care. Long Chen said displeasedly: "There's so much nonsense, eat it!"

Wu Jian laughed and took the medicine, and the army continued to move forward.

Cavalry and infantry are fast, while artillery moves slowly.

The weather was still dry at this time, and although the road was bumpy, it was not bad to walk on. Long Chen wanted to go back before the autumn rain.

Along the way, Wu Jian's cough didn't get better, and he ended up coughing all night long!

Long Chen had been accompanying Wu Jian, decoction and conditioning the medicine with his own hands, but the effect was very poor.

When the army arrived at Guancheng, the troops continued to move forward, while Long Chen and Wu Jian took a break in the city.

"What's the problem, General Wu? Why is it getting worse?"

Bai Tingting asked worriedly.

The military doctor shook his head and said: "I am infected with wind and cold, but wind and cold are not the root cause. I am afraid that I am infected with evil poison!"

In ancient times, viruses and bacteria were not known and they were called evil poisons.

In ancient times, there were no antibiotics, and infection with viruses and bacteria was very dangerous.

Zhang Qian asked with a worried look: "Can it be cured?"

The military doctor sighed: "I'll try my best!"

Zhang Qian said: "General Wu is very important to King Wu, you must cure him!"

In the end, there were only two people left out of the one hundred thousand Long family army. The relationship between Wu Jian and Long Chen was very different.

These confidantes are irreplaceable.

The military doctor sighed helplessly: "I will try my best..."

The military doctor prescribed medicine, and Long Chen prepared the medicine himself and stayed with Wu Jian day and night.

Zhang Qian and others had seen Wu Jian's physical condition getting worse and worse several times.

Back in the tent, Wu Chuchu sighed: "If something happens to Lao Wu, my husband will definitely be hit hard."

Dugu Jiali sighed: "Look, my husband has barely slept these past few days..."

Everyone sighed...

Zhang Qian said: "It will get better, don't think so bad, just go to sleep."

As night falls, Wu Jian's coughing sounds come intermittently...

the next morning.

Zhang Qian was awakened by the sound of wood banging.

Rubbing her eyes, Zhang Qian put on her clothes. When she walked outside, Zhang Qian was stunned.

Long Chen held a hammer and nailed the wooden boards into a coffin.

"Old Wu..."

Zhang Qian ran over in a hurry and asked with a trembling voice.

Wu Jian is Long Chen's confidant, and he is also a comrade-in-arms and close friend with them.

Long Chen didn't speak, but hammered away.

Bai Tingting and the others also woke up. When they saw the coffin, everyone cried.

Without saying a word, Long Chen made a coffin from morning to night, then returned to the room and picked up Wu Jian, who was fully armored.

After carefully placing it into the coffin, Long Chen placed the nine-ring sword in Wu Jian's arms.

After looking at it for a long time, Long Chen covered it and drove in copper nails.

"You go first, I will reunite Lao Wu with his brothers."

Long Chen put the coffin on the carriage and headed to Bailang Mountain overnight.

"Sister Qian, we..."

Zhao Ying looked at Long Chen's retreating back, tears kept flowing.

Zhao Ying and Wu Jian were not familiar with each other, but the sad atmosphere infected her.

"Go back..."

Zhang Qian wiped her tears, looked at the night sky, and sighed helplessly.

Everyone immediately packed up their things and set off to the east.

Long Chen pulled the coffin to Bailang Mountain, and it was almost dawn.

Long Chen drew his sword and pried open the lid. Wu Jian was still sleeping soundly.

"Old Wu, get up!"

Long Chen yawned. After walking all night, he felt terribly sleepy.

"This old Wu likes to sleep in coffins!"

Feng He came over with a smile and stood beside the coffin jokingly.

Wu Jian slowly opened his eyes, stretched and said, "I have been pretending to be sick for so long. I have to cough every night and barely sleep."

Climbing out of the coffin, Wu Jian drank some water, sat on the carriage and yawned.

"Is your stuff ready?"

Long Chen asked Feng He.

Feng He said: "It's been prepared for a long time!"

Feng He took a pair of armor that was the same as Wu Jian's, and a highly imitated nine-ring sword.

Another corpse similar to Wu Jian was found and put into the coffin.

Hundreds of thousands of people died here, and it would be too easy to find a corpse.

"Old Wu, if you die here today, there will be no one like you in the future."

Feng He teased while throwing things away.

Wu Jian was unhappy when he heard this and cursed: "You're the one who died here."

Feng He didn't argue with Wu Jian, so he threw the things into the coffin, placed the coffin on the pyre, and lit a fire.