In the Youshi period, the Tang army camped
Li Jing stood in front of the sand table, listening to the scout's report.
After a while,
He then stroked his long beard and said:
"It seems they are planning to withdraw their troops."
Li Daozong on the side nodded in agreement, then sighed and said with regret:
"It's a pity. If Youwuwei's Qingqi is here, maybe we can keep them."
Li Jing shook his head and sighed:
"After yesterday's battle, our biggest enemy is no longer Tuyuhun and Dangxiang, but the plague in Lanzhou City."
"Actually, it is a good thing for us that the enemy withdraws his troops."
"Not only can we not pursue them, we must stay and blockade Lanzhou City to prevent the plague from spreading."
Li Daozong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he slapped the sand table hard and said bitterly:
"These damn barbarians, I will destroy them sooner or later."
After Duan Zhixuan heard the conversation between the two, he walked up to Li Jing and asked worriedly:
"General Manager, wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to send troops to blockade Lanzhou City?"
"Before, Lanzhou City was besieged by enemy forces, but the people in the city were still able to work together and defend themselves."
"But if they find that they are besieged by their own people, I'm afraid they will be uneasy. If the people in the city are in chaos, or even the soldiers guarding the city mutiny, disaster may happen!"
After hearing this, Li Jing lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then said firmly:
"I have made up my mind, there is no need to discuss this matter further."
"You immediately send an order to the entire army to surround Lanzhou tomorrow."
"Before the plague ends, anyone who leaves the city will be killed on the spot."
Duan Zhixuan's body trembled, he hesitated, and asked:
"If so, lead the left guard..."
Li Jing turned around and stared at Duan Zhixuan with red eyes:
"Just kill me!"
Duan Zhixuan felt a chill in his heart when he heard this.
The King of Rencheng, Li Daozong, who was on the side, had a cold war when he heard Li Jing's words.
He swallowed and whispered:
"General Manager, hasn't Qin Canjun already given measures to prevent the plague?"
"Maybe Zhijie has already controlled the plague in the city after getting the epidemic prevention manual."
Li Jing took in the expressions of the two people.
Then, he slowly closed his eyes and smiled miserably.
"We have worked together for many years, do you think I am a cold-blooded and ruthless person?"
"My mood is not the same as yours."
"I hope more than anyone else that the plague in Lanzhou City has been brought under control."
"However, I cannot and do not dare to gamble with the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers."
"We cannot let the plague spread to Longyou and endanger the lives of more people."
Having said this, Li Jing opened his eyes, glanced at the two people beside him, slowly raised his head and said:
"If Your Majesty wants to accuse me in the future, it will be my fault."
"If the people of Lanzhou City want to hate, then hate me alone."
"Mr. Li is willing to bear the infamy for the rest of his life, rather than live in ruins in the land of Longyou."
Li Daozong and Duan Zhixuan were both shocked when they heard this, with guilty looks on their faces.
The two straightened their clothes and bowed to Li Jing.
"I will be ashamed in the end."
"I will follow the steward to the death."
Li Jing stretched out his hand to help the two of them up and said softly:
"Chengfan, Zhixuan, why are you doing this!"
Li Daozong and Duan Zhixuan looked at each other and smiled at Li Jing.
As Li Jing talked about the matter, the atmosphere gradually relaxed.
The three of them gathered together to discuss the specific details of the siege of Lanzhou tomorrow.
The three of them chatted and talked about how to appease the people in the city.
Duan Zhixuan suddenly suggested:
"By the way, Chief Manager, we might as well invite Master Miao Ying here tomorrow."
"Master Miaoying's medical ethics and medical skills are well-known in the Tang Dynasty. His intervention will surely appease the people's emotions."
Li Daozong's eyes lit up and he echoed:
"What Zhixuan said is right."
"Moreover, Qin Canjun is also quite accomplished in medical skills. Why don't we send someone to invite him and Sun Zhenren together early tomorrow morning."
Li Jing nodded and said:
"Chengfan won't tell you, I almost forgot about my bad disciples and have learned a little bit about medical skills."
Li Daozong and Duan Zhixuan rolled their eyes in unison.
[It is true that Qin Ming is your disciple Li Jing, but do you need to emphasize it all the time? ]
[Even if you want to show off, you still have to be modest, right? ]
Li Jing simply ignored the two people's eyes.
He patted Li Daozong on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Well, let's leave this matter to you, Chengfan. Once the Tuyuhun army withdraws tomorrow, just send someone to pick them up."
Li Daozong cupped his hands sickly and said feebly:
"I will obey my orders."
...
In the time of Xu, in a certain courtyard in Yuzhong City.
The maid Xiaodie stood next to the tub, wiping Song Muqing's back while racking her brains to praise her wife.
"Madam, since you used the soap given by Mr. Qin, your skin has become whiter and smoother."
"Even if this slave is a woman, I still can't put it down!"
Song Muqing was sitting in the bathtub, her face flushed.
She reached out and patted Xiaodie's little hand off, and said angrily:
"Xiaodie, you are really becoming more and more outspoken."
"Such naughty... words are not what a young girl should say."
The maid Xiaodie's expression darkened when she heard this, and she swallowed the retort as soon as it came to her lips.
Song Muqing regretted it after saying this.
She turned around and looked at Xiaodie, who had grown up with her since childhood and loved her sister, and apologized:
"Xiaodie..."
Xiaodie shook her head and reached out to cover Song Muqing's thin lips.
After hesitating for a long time, she bit her lip and asked timidly:
"Madam, let's go home, okay?"
Song Muqing lowered his eyes after hearing this.
After a long time, Song Muqing's slightly choked voice sounded in the bathroom.
"good."
As her voice fell, the clear water in the bathtub rippled in circles.
.......
