After a long time, Ge Xiuming breathed a few quick breaths at his fingers and quickly put on his gloves.
"Your Majesty, your pulse is strong and everything is normal. You are in excellent health, but..."
"But what?" Yang Qian shook his chopsticks. There couldn't be anything wrong with him.
Ge Xiuming tapped his beard, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
Yang Qian said anxiously, "Speak quickly, I'm so worried."
Ge Xiuming said awkwardly, "Your Majesty, this is no longer a human pulse."
Yang Qian narrowed his eyes and said expressionlessly, "Haha, are you saying that I'm not a human being?"
"Hey, Lao Ge, as you get older, you become bolder?"
Ge Xiuming quickly shook his head, "Your Majesty, I really didn't scold you. Your pulse is so strong and your blood is surging. This means that only Krisna is a little behind you. The others are far behind you."
"Then if I have high blood pressure, no, how do you say it?"
Zhang Yumeng said, "The liver yang is high."
Yang Qian immediately asked, "What will happen to my pulse if my liver yang is high?"
Ge Xiuming smiled and said, "The liver yang is high, and the pulse is mostly stringy. It is straight and long, like a bow string, and it does not move when pressed. It is graceful like pressing a harp string. The slippery string is mostly caused by wind and phlegm, and the thin string is mostly Yin deficiency and yang hyperactivity.”
Seeing the confused expression on Yang Qian's face, Ge Xiuming hurriedly explained, "Your Majesty, I explained it very clearly. Hyperactivity of liver yang is easy to cure, and there is absolutely no problem."
"Huh~~~ By the way, what are the taboos for me to eat?"
Yang Gan knew that the greatest blessing for a person is to die of a healthy life, but how many people can die of a healthy life?
Not to mention the ancient times when medical conditions were poor, even in modern times, few people can die a healthy life.
I am afraid that I will be tortured by the disease and become humanoid. Since I have a pulse, it is safest to ask clearly.
After Ge Xiuming thought for a while, he shook his head and said, "There is nothing wrong with your body. There are no taboos when it comes to eating. Of course, it is best to have a balanced mix of meat and vegetables, fruits and vegetables."
Yang Qian raised the corners of his mouth and waved his hand, "Ge Xiuming, thank you for your hard work. You can go and rest."
"Hey, thank you, Your Majesty." Ge Xiuming seemed to have been granted amnesty. His body was indeed very strong among his peers, but he was old and frail after all.
In such an extreme climate, it is indeed a bit overwhelming. If I hadn't stayed in the tent every day, I might have frozen to death.
The temperature was very cold, but when there was no wind, it was not bad. The place was leeward from the wind, and with the heat from the hot pot, no one felt anything was wrong.
One second, three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds.
Put a piece of very thinly sliced beef into the hot pot for ten seconds, then take it out, coat it with sauce and eat it in one bite.
Yang Qian closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth. It was so delicious.
Ge Xiuming is a professional. He has already said that he can eat whatever he wants without any taboos, so he should follow the doctor's advice and eat whatever he wants, and that's it.
Zhang Yumeng kept shaking his head, hoping that he would not become a fat man in the future, otherwise it would be too bad for his appearance.
"Da da da~~~!"
Just as the girls were feasting, eating delicious food and looking at the scenery, a soldier came quickly.
After handing over his hand, he hurriedly reported, "Your Majesty, there are about 500 people running fast on the ice. It is estimated that they are only about 500 steps away from us."
Yang Gan was stunned, "Five hundred people? What weapons did they bring?"
The soldier said, "Most of them are bronze swords and bows, and there are a few shields and axes."
Yang Qian waved his hand and said, "Gather everyone immediately to confront the enemy."
"promise."
After the soldiers went down, they didn't have much time before they heard the crisp and dull sound of the bronze bell and tripod "Dang Dang Dang".
The five hundred soldiers were assembled within a few minutes. They were in high spirits, and their chiseled faces were full of determined eyes. Even if their eyelashes were frosted, they did not waver in the slightest.
Yang Gan stood on the huge stone and watched the five hundred people coming at extremely fast speeds without any discipline. With all their strength, they held the metal
the trumpet roared.
"He who comes, stop there~~~!!!"
The five hundred Xuanjia troops roared in unison, "Stop, stop, stop!!!"
The voice was loud and high, and the sound shook hundreds of miles.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
The leader of the clan stood on the sled, roared at the wolf dog in front of him, and raised his hands high.
Suddenly, the team slowly slowed down until it finally stopped.
At the clan leader's signal, a sturdy subordinate came to a place more than twenty meters away from Yang Gan and shouted.
"We are from the Ding Ling tribe nearby. A dozen of our tribe came here and disappeared. Who are you? Have you seen them?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Gan's mouth. Sure enough, those who can survive in such a bitter and cold place are all human beings.
There is nothing wrong with what he said, at least it would not lead to a fight if these people were really rude.
Yang Qian didn't mind teaching them how to be a good person. Five hundred strong crossbows could kill most of them with just two arrow feathers.
Who knows that they almost only have leather armor. Leather armor alone cannot stop the arrows of powerful crossbows.
Among the five hundred people, there are always some who are weak, and it is not difficult to interrogate them where they gather.
But what this person said made Xiao Sha's atmosphere relax a little.
"Your people were caught by me. They came here without authorization and spied on us." Yang Qian immediately passed the blame completely.
The patriarch's expression changed. Although he didn't want to see his son, he was still his biological son. Even if he died, he couldn't die in the hands of others.
Even if he takes a step back, even if he dies, he can't let others know that he can't avenge his death at the hands of his enemy. Doesn't this mean that he, the leader of the clan, is incompetent?
The middle-aged man shouted loudly, "What about the casualties of our people?"
Yang Gan smiled and said, "Don't worry, we are not unreasonable people. If you spy on us, the most you can do is give us a beating. Is your leader here?"
The middle-aged man looked back at the clan leader, who nodded.
"Our clan leader invites you to come and meet us."
Yang Gan curled his lips. Don't just believe what the people on the grassland say. Such people can still be reasonable with their fellow tribesmen.
Once you are in a remote area or dealing with other ethnic groups, it is normal for someone who just came to have a good chat to suddenly violently kill someone.
"I also invite your leader to come over and have a chat~~~!"
Suddenly, the atmosphere between the two groups, which had been relatively good, became serious again, but the initiative was in Yang Gan's hands.
We have strong soldiers, advanced equipment, and more than a dozen hostages, so what are we afraid of?
More than a dozen people were missing, and the clan leader and 500 clan members were dispatched. It was conceivable that there were some important people inside.
During the stalemate, time gradually passed. Yang Qian couldn't wait any longer and said a few words to his opponent Ran Jing.
Not long after, a dozen soldiers, carrying huge tents, came to the ice on the lake.
Under the surprised gaze of the other party, he quickly built a medium-sized tent, then put a coal stove inside and lit it with alcohol. Green smoke curled up in the ventilation passage above.
Yang Gan said, "Since we don't trust each other, how about one person leading two subordinates and having a talk in the tent?"
After the clan leader quickly discussed with the people next to him, the shaman proposed to negotiate as soon as possible. Although they were not afraid of the cold, if the time was delayed until night, even the people who had lived here for generations would not be able to withstand the severe cold temperature.
After hesitating for a moment, the clan leader called two tall men to accompany him towards the tent. In order to show his sincerity, he asked the 500 tribesmen behind him to retreat 200 meters.
At this moment, a burst of uniform footsteps sounded.
"Hey~~~ 200 steps forward!"
Ran Jing drew out his saber and pointed a finger. Five hundred soldiers marched in a neat square formation to a place two hundred meters away from the tent.
"alert!"
The five hundred Xuanjia troops quickly prepared their crossbows, cocked them, and just put the arrows into them.
.
"Hiss~~"
The five hundred people on the opposite side stared wide-eyed. Even if they didn't fight often, they could still tell that this army was extraordinary.
Even the extremely ferocious Huns were no match for them in terms of discipline alone.
The five hundred Xuanjia troops are like five hundred statues, nailed here. If the guy on the opposite side makes any move, they will definitely be shot into pieces.
The six people came to the tent with mutual vigilance. Compared to Yang Qian, the clan leader's vigilance was true. This group of people was too weird.
He is not alone in this matter, although the clan leader enjoys the best life and has the greatest rights within the clan.
But he also has the obligation to lead his people to survive in this difficult environment.
When I walked inside, I found to my surprise that it was as warm as spring, even a little too hot.
There was a woman inside, pouring hot drinks for several people.
Several cases were placed, Yang Qian walked in first, and the three of them sat down.
"please."
When the three people lowered their hat brims, three faces with red beards and blue eyes were revealed. Yang Qian was stunned, but he didn't expect them to be Caucasian.
The patriarch led two strong men, and they cupped their hands in the same manner. Maybe they felt a little thirsty, so they picked up the wine glass and drank it suddenly, and suddenly felt a wave of sweetness coming from them.
The patriarch's eyes lit up and he drank it all in one gulp. Such a sweet drink could not be brewed in a place where there was a lack of rice and corn. Usually, mare's milk was the main drink.
"Clan leader, how about we talk about business?" Yang Gan said.
The patriarch nodded. He was very curious about the person in front of him, but they were wrapped too tightly.
"Since we want to talk, why not show our true colors?"
Although Yang Gan, Krisna and Bellica are strong and have good cold resistance, their skin is really not very resistant to wind and frost.
I didn't notice that the skin of the people here was more yellow. Both men and women had crimson patches on their cheeks, and they all obviously looked weathered.
Hearing this, Yang Gan, Krisna and Belika took off their thick felt hats, revealing three beautiful faces.
The clan leader showed a look of salivation, and then his expression changed drastically: "Hun, Huns?"
The appearance of Krisna and Belika is obviously more like that of the Huns or Yue clan.
But here, it is obvious that the Yue clan is unlikely to come, and the chance of the Huns is even higher.
Yang Gan crossed his arms over his chest. He didn't expect that the Huns' fame had reached this point, and he couldn't help but feel proud.
