Looking at Du Chunyi, Li Xian said: "Although I hold my father's token, the injured Qianniu Guards soldiers, especially the dead ones, are all for my benefit. I know that this is their duty However, I still can't bear it. Du Chunyi, after returning to Chang'an, I will pay for the soldiers who died in the battle and send a hundred guan compensation to each family of their families. Those who were injured will be given 5 guan to 2 guan according to the severity of the injury. What do you think of this reward of ten strings?"
How about this?
Although Du Chunyi is the Qianniu Guard General, he does not think that one hundred strings is a small amount. What's more, King Yong did not generalize with "reward", but divided it into "compensation" and "reward", giving the deceased enough respect. At this moment, the three people who died in the battle could probably smile and close their eyes.
Lifting up his cloak, Du Chunyi knelt down on one knee without hesitation, and for the first time, the soldiers of the Qianniu Guard knelt down before the general could complete the etiquette.
They had only heard about the prince's benevolence and filial piety, but they had seen with their own eyes the kindness of King Yong.
Not wanting to listen to some nonsense about "they deserved to die", Li Xian continued: "Send these guys from the King of England's Palace to prison on charges of assassination... and send them to the Ministry of Punishment to discuss their crimes. These people have been with the King of England for many years. There is hard work even if there is no merit, and the assassination can be regarded as loyalty, and it is enough to convict one person without affecting the whole family."
Although he could be cruel to these people, Li Xian still didn't want to do anything to their families. Although cutting the grass and roots can ensure that there will be no future troubles, killing too many people will not be good for your reputation. He didn't want the history books to record that King Yong Li Xian sat on the throne of God stepping on the bones.
Hearing this sentence, Du Chunyi frowned, but then he was relieved.
Thinking of the sage's original instructions to him, he thought it would be better not to remind King Yong in words. If this uneradicated weed bears bitter fruit in the future, it may be more alarming to His Highness.
Ignoring the perverted Li Yun over there, he saw that the Qianniu Guards soldiers who died in the battle had been carried to the carriage, and the injured and unable to walk had also found a seat to sit. Li Xian then urged the war horse, Return to Chang'an.
He came on foot, but when he returned there were horses to ride on, especially there was a posthouse on the way where he could change horses, so it didn't take long for Li Xian to catch up with the convoy in front.
When I was traveling on the grassland, I experienced horseback riding, but at best it was just being led by the safety officer for a while. Now that he came to Datang and could actually ride a horse, Li Xian felt extremely uncomfortable.
There was no way, no experience, who knew that after riding a bumpy horse for a long time, my crotch would actually be rubbed.
After more than a hundred miles of journey, due to the carriage, it was impossible to return on the same day. Before it was dark, Xu Ze ordered people to prepare a camp and rest for the night. He would be able to return to Chang'an tomorrow morning.
Li Xian grinned and dismounted, and Li Yun caught up with him.
The blood stains all over his body have been washed away, and the murderous aura has disappeared at this moment.
Seeing him riding a horse with ease, Li Xian knew that his equestrian skills needed more practice. If you don't want to just jump on the horse and run wildly, you have to stop rubbing your crotch first.
Seeing that King Yong was hesitant to speak, Li Yun knew what his master was thinking. He stepped forward to help him and said as he walked: "Your Highness, there is no need to blame yourself. Equestrian skills can only be practiced slowly. Yichun of the East Palace Beiyuan is very spacious and you can practice horse riding there.”
Li Xian reached out and patted the inside of his leg in a very inelegant manner, and Li Xian said helplessly: "That will have to be discussed after entering the East Palace. The diet in the past two days has been too light, especially the concoction that the imperial doctor gave me. It’s too bitter, go tell the cook to cook something delicious for me tonight.”
Li Yun agreed and waited until His Highness was sent to the main tent before going down to give instructions.
Inside the main account, Ms. Fang was still doing the same set of arithmetic problems. Seeing her serious look, Li Xian suddenly felt comfortable all over. What is the most comfortable situation for a teacher? Naturally, my students studied hard.
Seeing that Fang had finished a series of math problems, Li Xian walked over, sat next to her, and picked up the pen to judge the right and wrong.
After judging a series of questions, only one question was wrong.
Even Li Xian had to admire Fang's cleverness.
Reaching out and patting Fang's head, Li Xian praised: "It's not bad. I just got one wrong question. Although this question shouldn't be wrong, the correct number is already valuable."
This was the first time that Fang had her head patted. They were obviously a couple, but at this time she felt like she was a child.
Looking at her husband again, although she still felt that he was very majestic, it was not a different feeling.
Looking at Fang's stunned look, Li Xian suddenly felt that this scene was a bit ambiguous.
Do you want to kiss her at this time and take advantage first?
Thinking of this, Li Xian's hand on Fang's head unconsciously moved to her face, and he lowered his head slightly. Sensing her husband's thoughts, Fang's face immediately turned red, but she had no intention of escaping.
"Your Highness, His Royal Highness invites you to visit his tent."
Outside the tent, Li Yun's voice was like an insecticide, destroying the beautiful atmosphere.
Straightening up, ignoring the pain in his crotch, Li Xian walked out of the tent in a few steps. When he saw Li Yong, he kicked him.
The corners of Li Yun's mouth twitched. Although he could hide three or four times during this period, he still stood up straight and was kicked by King Yong.
During this period of time together, he had completely understood King Yong's character. Since he kicked someone, it meant that after kicking him, nothing would really happen.
After kicking Li Yun, Li Xian limped towards Li Xian's tent.
Before entering the tent, I heard Li Xian's screams like he was killing a pig.
"Damn it, be gentle, be careful, I will kill your whole family, oh my grandma..."
Li Xian opened the door curtain and couldn't help curling his lips when he saw the scene in front of him.
I thought this guy was suffering some inhuman torture, but it turned out that he was just shirtless and accepting the medicine from the old imperial doctor.
I understand what this guy is thinking. If two people suffer together, they can feel better.
Seeing that the imperial doctor had finished applying medicine on one shoulder, Li Xian took off his shirt, sat on the Jindun, and said to the imperial doctor: "Slow down first, and apply the medicine to me."
The imperial doctor agreed and walked over with a bowl of dark ointment.
Although the King of England had already given the medicine, Li Yun still took the bowl and smelled it, especially after tasting a little bit, before allowing the imperial doctor to give the medicine to the King.
The imperial doctor's ointment is very hot. After it is applied to the body, the burning heat alone is beyond the range that ordinary people can tolerate indifferently.
However, what surprised Li Xian was that the emperor frowned for the first moment after applying the medicine, and then even relaxed his brows, as if nothing happened.
