The galloping war horse was neighing loudly. I waved my long wand to kill the enemy soldiers blocking the road. Just as I was about to take a breath, a large group of black enemies rushed in front of me. I urged the horse to meet again, but found that there was no long wand in my hand, and the armor was even falling off.

"Oh--." I struggled to get up, but I couldn't move all over my body.

I forced myself to open my eyes, but found myself lying on the warm and comfortable bed. I saw bamboo tubes and baskets made of woven by bamboo, and even all the decorations in the room were made of bamboo.

At this time, the door opened with a "creak" and walked into an old man wearing a robe with a kind face. He lifted up the bamboo curtain with one hand and a bowl with the other, and walked towards the bed.

"I woke up and took advantage of the heat and drank this bowl of medicine!" The old man raised his eyebrows and said softly.

"Where am I?" I stood up and asked with difficulty.

"This is Qingzhu Creek outside Baqiu City. You have lost too much blood and have been in a coma in bed for three days. Fortunately, you have a good foundation and physical condition, otherwise--."

"Thank you for helping me! I don't know that my husband is very famous, so I hope you can tell me?" I tried my best to get up and get out of bed to pay my respects.

"You have serious injuries and must not get out of bed. I am Zhang Ji, Nanyang, whose courtesy name is Zhongjing. My ancestors practice medicine and make a living. As a doctor, saving people in danger is the responsibility. How dare I thank you? Besides, there is someone else who saves your life. You should thank you. When the injury is healed, thank him first!" The old man reached out and pressed my shoulder, and let me lie on the bamboo bed again.

Seeing that I was skeptical, the old man said again: "Don't think too much, you should rest first and recover from the injury here. I will see a few patients with cold in the next room. If you have any questions, call me!" After that, he turned around and left.

Looking at the old man's slightly hunched back because of the long-term collection of herbs, I was sad and happy. What was sad was that the 500 soldiers who lived with me day and night at the entrance of Chewzhou were all killed. What was happy was that I was lucky enough that I happened to meet a good doctor under serious injury.

In March, the willows are thin and branches, the sycamore trees are drizzling, and the boat is singing and the boat head is filled with light. The girl wrapped in a silk handkerchief flashes past the windowsill, leaving only a string of laughter from the silver ringtones. On such a beautiful day, I can only lie quietly on the bed, enduring the itch brought by the wounds that are about to heal.

My wound was gradually healed halfway under Zhang Ji's medical treatment of rejuvenating his youth. However, my long-term illness could not withstand the repeated weather in spring. The typhoid fever invaded my body. Fortunately, Zhang Ji used peony, hibiscus, beef and other medicines to treat it. It was only after half a month that I gradually improved, so I could walk outside with a crutch.

Walking between the mountains and rivers, the mountains of Zhuxi are green and the water of Zhuxi is clear. When the "dingdong" water flows by, life is in it. If you don't believe me, the birds sing happily on the branches, the flowers are blooming in the sun, and countless butterflies dance in the colorful world. The stream is gurgling. Looking down from the head of the stream, you can clearly see the dead leaves falling at the bottom of the stream and the small fish swimming back and forth with their tails. It is a very pastoral and poetic scene.

I was immersed in the mountains and rivers and could hardly extricate myself.

Like us, they are all lively lives belonging to this world.

And those life-and-death battles, attacks, and tricks seemed to be far away from here.

All that is left is a clear sky.

What if, if all the places in the world were as good as here?

Alas, I don’t know what the situation outside these days will be like?

Has the siege of Changsha been resolved?

Musa, Gan Ning and others retreated safely to You County?

And Yuzhang hopes that everything is well and no accidents will happen.

Thinking of this, I frowned and sighed sadly, and a series of question marks in my heart were knotting.

"The general is here, but his heart cannot be let go of his heart. He is so physically and mentally irritated, how can heal his wounds with peace of mind?" At some point, Zhang Ji came to me and said.

I asked, "Sir, did you find out what information?"

Over the past few days, I have been very close to Zhang Ji. In addition to living in seclusion in Qingzhuxi, Zhang Ji also went to Changsha, Wuling, and Jiangxia counties outside the mountains to practice medicine and save the world. This time he went out for more than ten days. I think he should be able to find out the battle situation in Changsha.

Zhang Ji never asked me about who I was, but from the wounds on my body and the armor I was wearing and the war horse I rode, he also guessed that I was a general, and there was no need for me to hide my identity.

Zhang Ji looked solemn and said, "Changsha was deeply trapped in wars. Kuai Yue's tens of thousands of troops have surrounded the city. Wen Pin broke through the city wall three times and was repelled by Zhang Xian three times. The battle situation between the two sides was extremely tragic."

Seeing that I was worried, Zhang Ji said again: "However, the general's team retreated to Youxian and has not been directly involved in the offensive and defensive battle in Changsha for the time being. The general can rest assured. This time, when I was in Jiangxia County, I heard rumors of merchants coming from Yuzhang. The general was there to recruit refugees, cultivate land and reclaim wasteland, and to enrich the treasury of the people. He was anxious about the people's concerns, and he also accepted them."

I waved my hand and said, "Although Mr. Hun is hidden in the mountains and forests, he thinks of the people of the world everywhere. This is really impressive. Compared with Mr. Hun, what he likes is just for self-protection. How can he praise him like this?"

Zhang Ji smiled and said, "Compared with the great affairs of raising people, it is like the light of fireflies. How can we compare to each other? The general is so serious!"

Zhang Ji devoted himself to medical skills, and his fortune and fame had no appeal to him. Only the peace of the people was always concerned about him. If saving me was originally due to a kind of doctor's morality, now he is proud to be able to save me.

Zhang Ji was humble and did not regard himself as a kind person who saved people and lives. I said, "Sir, I am too humble! A few days ago, Mr. Hu said that someone else saved me, but I don't know who saved me. I want to ask again, unfortunately, Mr. Hu went out, so I would like to tell you this time."

Zhang Ji laughed and said, "General, please be careful not to be irritated. The person who saved you is not here now, but you will come here in a few days. You might as well be patient and be patient and recover from the injury."

I nodded and said, "What sir taught me is that it's just--." But I couldn't hold back my thoughts and couldn't control the concern in my heart. I paused for a moment and finally didn't say it.

Seeing that I was still obsessed with it, Zhang Ji shook his head, then turned around and carried a bamboo basket and walked towards the stream and the small road. He was going to come to pick medicinal materials for me to treat my injuries.

Everyone has his own life goals. In this chaotic world, talented people have joined the disciples of the princes, hoping to become officials with their own strengths and seek official positions; Zhang Ji is different. He chose another path. Perhaps in his heart, there is no end to doctors, and practicing kindness to save the world is the ultimate ideal. For this belief, he has been persisting in his youth for a lifetime.

Life has passed by a hundred years, and there is no way out in the blink of an eye. I stared at his back in a daze, but my thoughts were fluctuating and I could no longer calm down.

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"I play the long slings and travel around; the heaven and earth are turning back, and the fire is about to die; the building is about to collapse, and a tree is hard to support. There is a virtuous valley, and I want to surrender to the wise master; the wise master seeks wise master, but I don't know me." The song Gao Mao was loud and loud, coming from far to near, along the stream.

I looked up at the Qingzhu Creek, but saw a man standing on the bamboo row in the middle of the stream not far away, with a robe, a robe, a soapy ribbon, a black shoe, and a song. He was humming a song. He listened to the piano and knew the meaning of the strings, and heard the song and knew the feeling of comfort. He listened to the artistic conception that came from the song, which was clearly a sigh of empathy for the country, but he was not aware of it.

In fact, since Emperor Ling ascended the throne, the wise man lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests and followed the shortcut in Zhongnan in fact no longer works.

When the bamboo tray approached, I stepped forward and said, "Sir, I have been disturbed. Gao Chong from Wujun met with him. Can you ask me if you are the one who is honored by his surname and his name?"

The man pressed the long hair on his waist with one hand, raised his eyebrows, looked me up and down for a while, but ignored my question and asked, "Have you healed?"

How could he know my injury? Could it be that he is the one who saved me? My heart moved.

I hurriedly said, "I dare to ask if the day before yesterday, but the gentleman rescued Gao?"

The man laughed loudly and waved his hands, "It's a big deal, I'm grateful!"

I hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down, holding the ground with both hands, with a respectful expression, and said, "I am here to save my life, please be blessed by Gao Feng!"

My actions were all based on my will, and there was no unnaturality. This time, I sent troops to Jingnan and moved my troops westward, but unexpectedly I was defeated. It was a blessing to be able to live a life of silence. Now that my benefactor suddenly appeared, how could I express my gratitude?

This man helped me up and said, "General, please raise me. I am the clan of Ying, with the surname Xu, the name Shu, and the name Yuanzhi."

While he was talking, Zhang Ji came back from the mountain to collect herbs and saw that the two of us were having an affair, and said, "Since Yuanzhi and General Gao have known each other, I will not introduce you. Come on, come on, and come and drink and talk with others."

Zhang Ji held a banquet, and the three of us sat around the fire mat. They were drunk until late at night, and they were all a little drunk. I stood up and Xu Shu respected him and asked, "Just just now, I heard what the teacher sang, and it seems that he had no way to serve the country. He was foolish. I dare to ask Mr., what is the way to govern the army and consolidate the country?"

Xu Shu was drunk and said loudly: "The wise man said: Those who seek the elders of trees must strengthen their roots; those who want to flow far away must dredge their source, and those who think about the peace of the country must accumulate their virtues and righteousness. In ancient times, the wise kings must be careful of the etiquette of the king and the ministers, decorate the rituals of the upper and lower levels, gather officials and people, follow the customs and capital, and simply recruit good materials to prevent unfavorable situations. This should be the basis for governing the army and strengthening the country."

I raised my head and drank the wine in the hukou and said, "Only today are chaotic, heroes compete for the rise, and they will surrender if they defeat them. If they defeat them, they will win. If the wise ruler wants to live in the world, how should he do it?"

Xu Shu laughed loudly when he heard this, walked to the door, but turned around and rolled up his long sleeves, pointed at me and said, "Do you want to test Xu?"

After saying that, before I could answer, I staggered out.

I was speechless all night. I drank too much yesterday and I got up late. When I went out wearing clothes, the medicine boy next to Zhang Ji was drawing water. I asked, "Would Mr. Xu be there?"

The little boy replied: "Mr. Xu was left early in the morning!"

I wanted to talk to Xu Shu about the conversation last night, but I didn't expect that he had left. Yesterday he left the words without any endings and left, but it made me sleepless almost all night. He said that the Ming King of ancient times must take care of the etiquette of the king and the ministers, decorate the rituals of the superiors and subordinates, gather officials and the people, follow the customs, and recruit good materials to prevent unexpected risks. However, everyone would say that if they really put them into practice, there would be many difficulties.

After Xu Shu left, his life was as simple and boring as before. I hid in the room all day, looking at the roof of the bamboo house bored, and it seemed that it had been half a day.

Occasionally, Zhang Ji had to come in and talk to me a few words. He talked about the treatment of some diseases, herbs, and the effects of the prescriptions. I wanted to inquire about Xu Shu's whereabouts several times, but every time I opened my mouth, I swallowed it back.

Zhang Ji indulged in the world of treating diseases, so why should I disturb him with these common things?

In April, peach blossoms bloomed all over the mountains. My wounds were almost healed. I didn’t need crutches to help me when I went out. However, even if I went out, there was no place to go. Everyone here was busy with money. The farmers in the fields were busy sowing and farming, and the children were making fun around the mountains. Only I looked like I was doing nothing.

When I was in a daze, the neighing of a horse came from the shed behind me. It was the fiery red war horse I rode when I broke through the brigade. It must have been bored these days, and I kept kicking the manger with my hooves.

"Lieyan, I'm restless again, be obedient. In two days, when my injuries are healed, let's run enough together!" I walked over, patted the horse's back hard, and said to myself.

The flame is the name I gave to this war horse. The flame means the burning red flame, which is in line with its running style. The horse has become very familiar with me these days. I can see that it likes me to be its owner. I untie the reins of the horse. I led the flame to walk up the mountain, stepping all the way through the tender grass that had just revealed its sharpness, and stop and rest.

After climbing a mountain, I unconsciously looked southwest. From a distance, I could only vaguely see the plains a hundred miles away, like a dark color embedded in the sky, where Zhou Feng and the others were sleeping forever.

In a trance, sadness comes from it. Facing those soldiers who buried their bones in the wilderness, I am not only feeling sad but also feeling endless ashamed.

A hundred bones are gathered and sealed with tombs, a memorial mountain and river, a memorial blood and tears.

The country that shocks our clan, and will be heroic forever, and will be heroic forever!
Chapter completed!