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The Wind in Langya List is in Changlin Chapter 2

The Wind in Langya List is in Changlin Chapter 2

In the late autumn of Ganzhou, Daliang, the scenery is vast.

Under the slanting sun of the setting sun, the eaves of the city are painted corners, and the light is dim.

Xiao Pingzhang’s battle robe, slightly stained with blood and dust, brushed across the steps of the city tower, brushed across the bluestone floor, and slowly moved forward to the battlement of the city tower.

Along the stone stairs and the parapet, the soldiers were standing or sitting, looking tired and most of them with scars. They scrambled to chew some dry food between the fierce battles in order to save more time for a nap.

Like the surrounding soldiers, Xiao Pingzhang’s body also bears the traces of days of hard fighting, and the bandages and bloodstains on the bandages are faintly visible in the right shoulder armor. He raised his hand and pressed it on the rough stone surface of the arrow stack, and cast his stern gaze below the city wall.

Outside the city is a tragic situation after the fierce battle. In addition to the broken catapult and the cloud ladder that is still smoking after the fire, there are more corpses lying everywhere.

There were heavy and hurried footsteps behind him. Xiao Pingzhang looked back and saw that it was his lieutenant, Dong Qing, with a hint of hope in his eyes. He asked, “Is the scout who left the city coming back?”

Dong Qing’s left arm was obviously injured. , hung his horn scarf on his chest, lowered his head sadly, bowed and said, “The scouts report, the left and right rear wings, there is no sign of reinforcements…”

Xiao Pingzhang was very disappointed, but his stern expression did not change greatly. , hummed softly, and then turned his eyes back to the distance.

On the horizon in the distance, a row of black and boundless, densely displayed enemy formations.

An old general nearby hesitated for a moment, then took two steps forward, “Sir, the supply has been interrupted for 20 days. It is not easy for you to hold on until now, and the enemy’s next attack will probably be difficult to stop… There is still a chance at this moment, please. The prince is from the South City Gate…”

Xiao Pingzhang turned his head and glanced at him, his tone was not high, but with fierce anger, “Under the Changlin army flag, how can you flee in fear of the battle?”

Several surrounding officers knelt at the same time After coming down, the old general had tears in his eyes, and said in a low voice: “The defense line in Ganzhou is important, but you are the heir of the Changlin Palace after all. If there is an accident, the old prince will…”

“Since I’m on the battlefield, then I’m no different from others.” The wound under Xiao Pingzhang’s shoulder seemed to be a little painful. He coughed twice, retracted the hand that was supporting the wall stack, and firmly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist. “If things really get to such a point, it is fortunate that there is a second brother Ping Jing at the knee of the father and the king.”

The battle flag on the city tower was sloping low, and the flag surface had been pierced by sharp arrows in several places. The strong wind blew, the flag spread out, and the three words “Changlin Army” danced in the wind, burning and dazzling.

As the deputy commander of the Changlin Army, Xiao Pingzhang, who went to the battlefield at the age of sixteen, understands better than anyone the meaning of defending Ganzhou, and what kind of crisis it is about to face in the Daliang country of Pingchuan after Gannan.

The enemy’s blade is already hanging from his neck, and at this moment, he will not be allowed to retreat half a step.

In late October, the Dayu Imperial Army, which attacked the isolated city of Ganzhou with the main force of the entire army, continued to increase its troops. In just one month, they made nearly 100 large and small offensives. The longest battle was fierce for three days and three nights.

The eldest son of Changlin, Xiao Pingzhang, led his 20,000-strong Ganzhou battalion to defend the city, and the army was in danger of dying.

This battle of defending the city was later called the “Battle of Gannan”.

When Xiao Pingjing traveled day and night to the outside of Ganzhou City, the battle had stopped, the battlefield had not yet been cleaned, the half-folded ladder was resting on the stone wall and the flames were not extinguished, and black smoke lingered toward the sky. On the city towers and under the city walls, the bodies of the warring parties are still scattered everywhere. After entering the city, the tragic situation has not been better. Looking around, there are fishy smells everywhere, and there are still injured people being helped down the tower.

At the far end of the long street that connected to the main gate, an old general was instructing people to pack up the weapons that had been dropped, remove the wooden fence, and clear the passage. Xiao Pingjing recognized the general who had followed his father for many years at a glance, and exclaimed joyfully, “Uncle Yuan! Uncle Yuan!”

Uncle Yuan turned around when he heard the sound, and was immediately taken aback, “Second son? Why are you here? ”

Where are the father and the eldest brother? Are they all okay?”

Uncle Yuan’s cheek muscles twitched involuntarily, and he lowered his eyes, “… They are all in the government office. Oh, if only the old prince could arrive a day earlier.” It’s over…”

The implication of this sentence sounded very ominous, Xiao Pingjing’s heart was beating wildly, he didn’t dare to ask any further questions, he turned his horse’s head and ran in the direction of the government office.

Ganzhou is different from the warm south. The cold wind in Ganzhou has just entered the winter. The poplar trees planted on both sides of the street have long since fallen, leaving only the bare branches, silently rustling.

Most of the guards on duty at the gates of the mansion knew the second son, and immediately stepped aside to show him the direction of the backyard.

The chill of the nightmare in the mountains was still lingering in his chest. The faster Xiao Pingjing ran, the more panicked his heart became. When he rushed into the inner courtyard, a personal soldier happened to bring out a basin of blood, which made this man who never knew what he was afraid of. The young man couldn’t help but feel a little weak in his legs. He took two deep breaths to stabilize himself and walked into the interior.

There is a long couch in the middle of the back hall, which is separated by a wall from the outer hall. Xiao Pingzhang is lying on his back, half of his body is soaked in blood. A long arrow is inserted in the position slightly above his right chest. His cheeks are gray and his eyes are open. Not open. His outer armor and shirt have been removed and piled up on the side of the bed at will. Two military doctors surrounded the bed to take care of them, facing the body of the arrow, daring not to move lightly.

Beside the long couch, Xiao Tingsheng was half off his armor and sat on his knees, placing one palm in front of the eldest son’s forehead.

The sixty-two-year-old King Changlin was originally born in Yeyouting as a criminal slave. He was pardoned from the palace at the age of eleven, adopted by the late emperor Xiao Jingyan as an adopted son at the age of fourteen, and went to the battlefield at the age of nineteen. At the age of thirteen, he was awarded the title of Marquis, and at the age of twenty-seven, he was given the title of Changlin, and he was the commander of the Northern Frontier Army.

The kindness of the two generations of emperors made the Changlin Palace aloof from the court and the clan, and was completely unrestricted by its adopted son status.

However, at this time, the old prince, who had been on the battlefield for decades, seemed to have completely lost his composure, his shoulders were stiff, and his complexion was as pale as his temples. Even the unexpected appearance of his youngest son did not make him look away. His mind was still focused on the wounded.

Probably hearing the sound of the second brother approaching, Xiao Pingzhang on the bed moved slightly, his eyes slightly opened.

Xiao Tingsheng hurriedly leaned down and comforted softly: “It’s okay, the old master Li of Fufengtang happened to be in Ganzhou, and his father has already sent someone to invite him. Hold on a little longer, he will be there soon.”

At first, Fufengtang was just a pharmacy. It was founded by Xun Zhen, a cold doctor. It was only opened in Langzhou. Later, due to its great reputation, many patients also came to seek medical treatment, which caused minor illnesses to worsen. Doctor Xun couldn’t bear it, so he chose another suitable place to open a semicolon. This year, it has been opened one by one, and it has been passed down to Li Qianzhi’s generation. Not only the capital and major prefectures have Fufeng medical workshops, but even Beiyan and Dayu have also opened one.

Xiao Pingjing, who was already blushing with fright, finally let out a sigh of relief when he heard that the old hall master, who had been wandering around everywhere, happened to be in Ganzhou. But waiting in anxiety always seemed more difficult than usual. He waited patiently for a while, seeing that his brother’s breathing was getting weaker, and there was still no movement outside the door. Look.

Fortunately, just as he rushed out of the gate, he galloped on a number of fast horses. An old man in green clothes was surrounded by the soldiers. He thought it was Li Qianzhi, the head of Fufeng Hall.

Xiao Pingjing’s heart was burning with anxiety, and he didn’t care about the etiquette. He took three steps to catch up with the front, dragged the old man off the horse with his arms, and hurried to the door with his arms in his arms.

At the very end of the entire line was an inconspicuous gray-white gelding horse. A young girl in her early twenties sat on the horse. She had a beautiful face, and was dressed in a light pink cloth dress. Her long hair was slightly tied into a bun and tied at the back of her head. In a bunch, holding a bamboo and rattan medicine box in his hand.

None of the panicked people in front of her noticed her, and she obviously didn’t care whether she received attention. She only glanced at Xiao Pingjing lightly, then dismounted from her horse and followed behind. It’s not much slower than other people who are in a hurry.

Xiao Tingsheng, who heard the movement in the outer compartment, barely calmed his mind, stood up and greeted him with fists, his voice was a little hoarse, “Brother Li…” Li Qianzhi hurriedly returned the salute and turned his eyes to behind him. The moment he saw the arrow on the injured man’s chest, his eyebrows suddenly jumped, and his footsteps froze for a moment. But this moment of hesitation passed in an instant, no one around noticed, only the female apprentice Lin Xi who followed behind raised his head and glanced at him quickly.

The two military doctors next to the couch got up and gave way. Li Qianzhi used a soft towel to remove the accumulated blood, carefully observed the wound, and motioned Lin Xi to take out a pair of long scissors. Cut off the body, leaving an inch in length outside the body, and then adjust the breathing and carefully check the pulse of the injured person.

Xiao Tingsheng stared at the old hall master’s movements almost without blinking. After seeing him stop, his expression darkened, and his heart immediately panicked. It was only after years of battle experience that he stabilized himself, and said in a low voice, “Brother Li and I know each other. In the past 30 years, whether it is good or bad, it doesn’t matter.”

He asked frankly, and Li Qianzhi didn’t want to talk more, he raised his head and replied, “Your Highness must also understand that this situation is the same, whether it hurts or not. Lung veins and arrowheads must be taken out first.”

“What do you mean…” Xiao Tingsheng’s face was as white as paper, he only felt that the blood in his chest cavity seemed to be emptied, “Pingzhang he…and Lin Shen…injured back then. Is it the same?”

Xiao Pingjing, who was listening to the side, didn’t know anything else, but he knew that Lin Shen, whom his father mentioned, was not rescued in the end. .

There was also a sad look in Li Qianzhi’s eyes. He nodded and said, “Yes. Whether the prince can survive, only five or five.”

Xiao Tingsheng was stunned for a long time, but in the end he didn’t say anything more. ” Alright, Brother Li, please feel free to do it.”

“The same injury, I had missed a hand 20 years ago…” Li Qianzhi shook his head and murmured, “The prince still dares to hand over the prince to the prince. Shall I do it?”

Xiao Tingsheng’s red eyes filled with tears, “It’s not Brother Li’s fault that Lin Shen was not rescued back then. If I can’t even trust your medical skills, who can I trust?”

When the two were talking, Lin Xi, who was beside him, was busy with himself. He first instructed the soldiers next to him to bring a low table behind him, spread out a white towel, and put the tongue depressor, needle pad, knife and other items in the medicine box. They took them out one by one, placed them in order, lit a thick porcelain oil lamp with a twist, picked out a very thin and short knife, dipped it in a jade bowl filled with medicinal liquid, and set it on the flame to burn it. As soon as everything was ready, he called out softly, “Master?”

Li Qianzhi knew that he couldn’t delay any longer, so he calmed down and took the silver saber from the girl’s hand. Lin Xi used a cloth towel to clean up the newly oozing blood stains, and put his two fingers on the wrist of the injured person, monitoring the pulse and watching Master’s movements attentively.

The bright silver knife slowly moved towards the wound, and the blade slanted downwards slightly. When it was about to touch the patient’s skin, it suddenly trembled again and quickly stopped in the air.

Xiao Pingjing was so frightened by this tremor that he jumped up and sucked in a breath of cold air into his chest, almost unable to spit it out.

Li Qianzhi stared at his fingers and looked at him, as if he had made up his mind, he turned to hand the thin knife in his hand to the female apprentice beside him, raised his head to face Xiao Tingsheng, his eyes fixed, “My apprentice is always better than my hand. Steady. Please allow the prince to allow her to take out the arrow for the prince.”

“How can this be done?” Before Xiao Tingsheng could answer, Xiao Pingjing had already punched the slate, and angrily refused, “My eldest brother is so seriously injured, It is absolutely impossible to hand it over to a girl… The old hall master didn’t dare to do anything, isn’t there any other serious military doctor?”

Xiao Tingsheng raised his hand to hold him, looked deeply into Li Qianzhi’s eyes, and after a while, He nodded with difficulty, “I trust Brother Li’s judgment.”

“Father! This is the eldest brother! Even if it’s not foolproof, it shouldn’t be so rash…” Xiao Pingjing flushed with urgency, and raised his voice just as he shouted. After half a sentence, his voice suddenly stopped, and he stared forward in a stunned manner.

I saw that after Xiao Tingsheng nodded, Lin Xi did not hesitate at all. He raised the knife in his hand, and then flicked it again. The arrow was pulled out and thrown into the medicine tray. He replaced another silver knife on the fire and pressed it quickly. After stopping the bleeding, he covered the wound with a thick gauze smeared with medicinal mud, and held it down with his flat palms. The whole action was smooth and free, from the beginning to the end, Xiao Pingjing only had time to say a few words.

The room was suddenly quiet, until Xiao Pingzhang moved slightly on the pillow, and the stagnant atmosphere was slightly broken.

“Pingzhang, Pingzhang…” Xiao Tingsheng leaned down and clenched his eldest son’s hand, calling softly. Xiao Pingjing also leaned over, stretched out his hand to test the temperature of his brother’s forehead, raised his head and asked Lin Xi, “How is he?

” It was because he didn’t hear him talking to himself at all.

Xiao Pingjing suddenly became anxious again, “Why didn’t you answer! Did you hurt your lungs? Is it okay for my elder brother to breathe so weakly?”

In his continuous questioning voice, Lin Xi released his fingers slightly and looked towards Xiao Tingsheng said succinctly: “Please let him go out.”

Xiao Pingjing was shocked and pointed at himself in disbelief, “What did you say? Let me…you mean me? I go out?”

“What are you arguing about? Xiao Tingsheng glared at his younger son and scolded him sharply, “Go outside and wait.”

Xiao Pingjing gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction. He didn’t dare to disobey, stood up, and stepped back to the outdoor atrium.

The courtyard in the north is not like the sparse vegetation in the south, only two rows of evergreen cypresses are planted symmetrically in front of the hall. Xiao Pingjing leaned against the sturdy tree trunk, anxious and uneasy, standing up from time to time and walking around the courtyard, looking into the room.

After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, the half-closed door opened slightly, and Lin Xi walked out of the house alone, his expression still indifferent, and a little tiredness appeared between his brows.

The second son of Chang Lin, who has always been very knowledgeable about current affairs, put down his body and asked carefully: “I was reckless just now. Now… can I always ask how is it?”

Lin Xi put down his half-rolled sleeves, not in a hurry. He replied, “Your son’s situation is relatively stable.”

Xiao Pingjing was not satisfied with such a short response, so he hurriedly asked, “So it’s all right? Did it hurt his heart? Will it be okay? How long will it take to recuperate?”

“I don’t know yet.”

“What do you mean by not knowing?” Xiao Pingjing traveled day and night for several days. He was tired and worried, and his emotions were inevitably irritable. A pair of sword eyebrows unknowingly raised, “You are a doctor, as long as you are willing to do your best, how can you not know?”

Lin Xi smoothed the drooping hair beside her cheeks and said coldly, “The biggest misunderstanding of doctors in the world is that we are immortals. If there are patients who can’t be rescued, it must be because they didn’t try their best.” Her eyes were slightly cold. Glancing at Xiao Pingjing, “It was rumored in Beijing that the second son of Changlin Mansion was taught at Langya Pavilion. I thought it would be extraordinary. When I saw it today, it was nothing more than that.

” Go outside the courtyard gate.

Xiao Pingjing has always had a sloppy temperament, but Lin Xi sneered at him that he didn’t really care, but seeing that she seemed to be about to leave, he became anxious again. After his anger, “You are a doctor, and my elder brother is still lying down. Where are you going? Let’s not talk about destiny. The doctor has to take care of the patient before he dares to say he did his best, right?”

Dong Qing just came out of the house and heard After half a sentence, he hurried forward to explain: “Second Young Master, Miss Lin is here to dispense medicine for the prince… Don’t worry, Fufengtang’s medical skills are really unspeakable, and the injury of the prince has stabilized.”

Lin Xi took it back from his palm . He grabbed his arm and turned away without saying a word. Xiao Pingjing had no intention of offending her, but at this moment he was even more embarrassed and unable to catch up, so he had to stay where he was, scratching his scalp helplessly.

Dongqing’s words are true. After Xiao Pingzhang’s wound was treated, his breathing has calmed down a lot, but such a heavy injury will inevitably be repeated. Li Qianzhi decided to stay in the mansion for a few more days for the sake of prudence. dispose of. Xiao Tingsheng let go of his dangling heart, thanked him solemnly, and ordered Uncle Yuan to send it out in person, so as to arrange his daily life properly. Only then did a few personal soldiers in the room dare to come forward and collect the blood-stained battle armor and robes on the ground.

A soft satin brocade bag rolled out from inside the robe, and the personal soldier leaned over to pick it up and didn’t know what to do with it, so he could only timidly call “Your Highness” and present it to him.

The moment his eyes fell on the embroidered satin surface, Xiao Tingsheng’s pale brows trembled. He didn’t know when Pingzhang had been to Langya Mountain, but he knew exactly what the child might want to ask. This light and fluffy kit was received in his hand, and it felt as heavy as a boulder.

There were footsteps outside the door, and as soon as I heard it, I knew it was the younger son running in. Xiao Tingsheng quickly re-tightened the slightly loose mouth of the bag, pressed it under Xiao Pingzhang’s pillow, and stroked his cool forehead again.

Xiao Pingjing, who came to the side of the bed, officially knelt down to salute him, and called out, “My son has seen your father.”

Xiao Tingsheng snorted, raised his hand and motioned him to follow him to the window, and asked in a low voice: ” You are far away from Langya Pavilion, how could you think of coming to Ganzhou?”

Xiao Pingjing gritted his teeth with a sullen face, and said bitterly, “Although the battle in the northern border was initiated by Dayu, the father and king have pre-judged and deduced it. The Ganzhou front line is guarded by the big brother, and it will definitely be regarded as the most difficult place to break through in the previous deduction. Since it is already the strongest, the reserve mobile backup will not be inclined to this side. All of them are military resources from the left. The supplies are cut off, and the reinforcements are far away, so Ganzhou must be in danger…”

Xiao Tingsheng showed a smile on his face, and said with relief: “You have preferred miscellaneous studies since you were a child, and you are not fond of military books. Fortunately, I was born with this talent, like my son.” When he said the last few words, his tone fell, and his eyes fell on the corner of the wall.

There was a small case beside the wall, the bloody arrow lay quietly on the celadon platter on the case, shocking.

Xiao Pingjing then looked over, and a touch of anger rose on the faces of the father and son at the same time.