The two shouts of Li Jin and Yelu Qi made Long Qiaoguang think of it all at once.

The person in front of me was covered in black, with chestnut hair, medium figure, ordinary appearance, not very old, and not very distinctive, so Long Qiaoguang was not very impressed. But at this time, I really remembered that this was a prince of the Uighurs, named Ashal. There were three princes in total, and Ashal was the largest. Why did it fall from the sky?

"Why is his face so blue? Are he poisoned?" Yelu Qi asked.

Zhan Zhao and others looked at Huang Qiufeng and asked her if there was a doctor in the store.

Huang Qiufeng grinned, "There are not even many people who can read here, let alone doctors."

Li Jin asked if anyone in the store had any medical skills, and everyone looked at each other. The store was full of rough people. Besides, even if there was really medical skills, they would not dare to look at it. Haven’t you heard that this is the Uighur prince after all, and it seems that he should have died. If anyone is too troublesome to save people, wouldn’t it be a prince to kill him?

So everyone was silent.

Just as everyone was in a dilemma, the little four son who had been standing beside Zhan Zhao leaned over and listened to Ashal's chest. Then he raised his face and said, "There is a voice. He may have pneumothorax. Try to relax. Maybe there is still a way to save him."

Long Qiaoguang asked Li Jin and Yelu Qi, "Who did you two do it?"

The two looked at each other and hesitated. The child looked only four or five years old. Although he was cute, who knew whether what he said was true or not? What if he poked a hole and let him go to death? It would be fine if Ashael died at someone else's hands. No matter who they were in the hands of, they could not explain clearly, and it might cause disputes between the two countries.

Xiao Sizi waited for a while, but when she saw that both sides did not take action, she was a little anxious, "It's really a death if you slow down!"

Zhan Zhao asked the little fourth son, "How to let it go?"

Xiao Sizi said she had to find a thin tube first.

Everyone looked at each other again, and finally Huang Qiufeng took a thin cigarette pipe and asked, "Is this okay?"

The little Sizi nodded, pointed to a position on Ashal's chest, and said to Zhan Zhao, "Just pierce here and pierce it through, don't hurt the internal organs."

Zhan Zhao, as Xiao Sizi said, once the tube was inserted, blood came out.

"Don't you say you're going to let go? How do you bleed?" Yelu Qi and Li Jin looked at Xiao Sizi suspiciously.

The little Sizi touched her chin and tilted her head.

Bai Yutang asked in a low voice, "Did you take it off?"

The little fourth son pinched his fingers pitifully.

Mr. Yin said on the side, "It's okay, I'm dead anyway."

Tianzun also nodded, "I'm so angry that I'm not angry before piercing the cave." While saying that, he glanced at everyone.

Everyone nodded quickly to help testify.

Just now, when Tianzun shook his hand, his hair suddenly turned white. When everyone thought of appearing with Bai Yutang, with white hair and ice internal strength, and a person who was so high that his martial arts skills were not known what was going on... There is only one possibility, Tianzun!

At the same time, everyone also saw the Juque in Zhan Zhao's hands, and thought of the same level as the Heavenly Lord Kung Fu, who looked evil and was so frightened that he came out with Zhan Zhao. There was only one possibility, Yin Hou.

The confused people present did not say that, but the confused people were not confused but were heartbroken - what day is today? As Huang Qiufeng said, two living Bodhisattvas came to the small temple.

Just when everyone thought Ashael had no choice but to make a comeback, something dramatic happened.

After a while of blood, Ashal's face calmed down slightly, no longer blue-purple, and his chest began to slowly fluctuate and gradually breathe.

"Oh, is it really saved?" Huang Qiufeng was surprised.

Everyone looked at the little fourth son again.

Xiao Sizi tilted his head and thought for a while, and suddenly clapped his hands, "Oh! It may be that internal bleeding has accumulated in the lungs, so he can't breathe, it's the same as defying and bleeding."

Everyone's mouth twitched - Is that okay?

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other silently - Xiao Sizi is so lucky to be so arrogant.

Long Qiaoguang nodded, “Did the legendary blind cat encounter a dead mouse?

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked up at him together, and Long Qiaoguang pulled Xiao Sizi to educate his thoughts, "Hey, you have to study medical skills well, but being able to save lives is also a great achievement. There are so many people here to testify. When this kid wakes up, he will give you a reward!"

The little fourth son was a little shy, "It's not good..."

"What's wrong?" Long Qiaoguang blinked and taught the little fourth son badly, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This kid has money, let him create a pure gold seven-level pagoda for you!"

The little fourth son is happy.

Afterwards, Zhan Zhao treated Ashal's wound slightly as Xiao Sizi said, and Ashal's face further recovered.

Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao, who was covered in blood, but he had no choice but to take the risk to save someone he had never known.

Someone brought in water to wash Zhan Zhao's hands, and the water was covered with yellow sand.

The one-eyed lame man gestured and didn't know what he wanted to express. Zhan Zhao was a little puzzled, so he heard Yin Hou say, "He said the well is full of sand and the water is very muddy, so you can wash it."

Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang looked at Yin Hou in amazement.

Yin Hou glanced at the one-eyed dragon, and the corners of his mouth suddenly moved slightly, "It turns out that he really survived back then."

The one-eyed dragon stood not far away, grinning, as if making a face at Yin Hou. In the eyes of everyone, he was indeed making a face... But in fact, if you look closely, you will find that his distorted face and the emotions he wanted to express were actually laughing. That monster-like ugly monster was smiling at Yin Hou, with a smile in his turbid eyes.

Zhan Zhao washed his hands and asked Yin Hou, "Do you know me?"

Yin Hou nodded gently and whispered something in Zhan Zhao's ear.

Zhan Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly and said nothing.

Huang Qiufeng vacated a room and asked someone to carry Ashael up. When the wind stopped, he went to find a doctor for him and went to the Uighurs to report the letter.

However, everyone still didn't understand how the eldest prince flew into the air and then smashed through the roof.

...

At this time, in the military camp of Heifeng City.

Gongsun took the small medicine box and sent a few injections and a few pills to the two thieves. The two of them were mournful and obeyed Zhao Pu's instructions.

Zhao Pu asked in detail, and the news they knew was limited, but a clue they provided attracted Zhao Pu's attention.

These two thieves mentioned that in addition to the people of various countries and the world, a strange team seemed to have emerged. This team of people was very mysterious. I don’t know why I met the people from the Xuelong Palace before, and a team of more than a dozen people from the Xuelong Palace was almost wiped out.

Zhao Pu then asked the two thieves to go to the Wulong Sect to inquire, and respond to the news if there is any.

After the two thieves left, Zhao Pu walked in the military tent with his hands behind his back.

Gongsun looked at the topographic map on the sand table, held paper and pen, and was calculating the area of ​​the ghost sea.

Outside the military camp, the Eighth Prince walked in.

"Ze Lan." The Eighth Prince entered the door and saw that Zhao Pu was distracted, so he called him.

Zhao Pu and Gongsun turned around and looked at the direction of the door at the same time.

The Eighth Prince saw that the two of them were in the same expression and behavior, which was very interesting.

"Brother of the Eight King." Zhao Pu made a chair for the Eight King and asked him to sit on it.

The Eighth Prince asked, "Are you Datan and the others all right? I haven't seen them for a long time."

"Oh, I just delivered the letter. He knew you were here and said he wanted to see you." Zhao Pu said.

The Eight King nodded and looked very happy.

Gongsun looked at the sand table aside. He knew that the Datan mentioned by the Eight Kings was actually Zhao Pu's grandfather.

The Imperial Concubine is the palace lord of the northwest tribe. The tribe is entrenched in the north and is composed of many loose small tribes. Their leader is called Datan, which is their king. The leaders of other tribes are basically Datan's children, that is, Zhao Pu's uncle and aunt, etc. Now the leaders of the small tribe are basically Zhao Pu's peers. In short, they are his cousins.

These tribes were born casual and casual, and mostly lived by nomads. In the early days, they were suppressed by the Liao people. Later, Princess Mingyang, who was Zhao Pu's mother, married the previous emperor, and received protection from the Song Dynasty. Later, because Zhao Pu's eyes were strange, the princess took him back to the desert. Not only was she not excluded, she was protected by all tribes, and Datan loved Zhao Pu even more.

When Zhao Pu was a child, he lived in the desert for a while and had a good relationship with his tribe. The desert was vast and unrestrained, which was more in line with Zhao Pu's nature of freedom in his blood. Therefore, Zhao Pu took great care of the small tribes in the desert.

Now Black Wind City has become the place where those small tribes are most willing to come to do business. Zhao Pu is their guardian and gets along very well with each other.

Zhao Pu's Datan had no fondness for the Zhao royal family of the Song Dynasty, but he liked the Eighth Prince. The two hadn't seen each other for many years. When he heard that he came, Datan was very old and wanted to come to Heifeng City to reminisce about the past.

"It's a pity that the little fourth son is not here, otherwise Dadan would definitely stay and leave if he sees it." Zhao Pu thought about it and found it very fun.

As we were chatting, He Yihang and Lord Bao also came in with a chat and laughter. Then Ouyang Shaozheng and Zou Liang. Gongsun saw more and more people, and thought that he should avoid it. It was all generals here, so he might have to talk about some military and national affairs.

Seeing that Gongsun seemed a little embarrassed, Zhao Pu laughed and teased him in his ear, "Or what if I can give you a military advisor?"

Gongsun glanced at him.

Zhao Pu smiled wickedly, "Otherwise, your family will be too conscious..."

Before he finished speaking, Gongsun secretly pinched his arm.

As soon as everyone sat down and wanted to talk, Zheying ran in outside and told Zhao Pu, "Marson, Uighur Khan sent a special envoy."

Zhao Pu was stunned, a little puzzled.

He Yihang was also surprised that the Uighurs had a good relationship with the Song Dynasty. Anyway, it was not as powerful as Liao and Xixia. However, if they were not in the New Year or the Qi Dynasty, what special envoys should be sent?

Zhao Pu nodded and signaled to call in.

Not long after, a young man in Han costume walked in, bowed to Zhao Pu, and gave him a gift to everyone, very decent.

Zhao Pu obviously knew him, and his face was even more puzzled.

Ouyang Zheng sat at the door, pointed to the stool beside him and signaled him to sit, while wondering, "Deputy Khan came to be the special envoy himself. What's wrong with this? The domestic military has changed?"

Gongsun tilted his head and didn't recognize the man. He Yihang, who was sitting opposite him, introduced him to him, "This is the Uighur Deputy Khan, Amoser."

Although Gongsun did not join the army, he also knew that the Deputy Khan was equivalent to the second-in-commander of the Uighurs, so why did he come as an envoy?

Amoser, Zhao Pu and others, looked pretty good, sat down and shook his head, "I will come to the prince for help on the order of my Khan."
To be continued...