Li Miaozhen knew that this third brother was obsessed with imitating Xu Qi'an. According to him, Xu Qi'an was the master of showing his godliness in front of people, and he always got ahead of him and snatched his opportunities.
It's not that Yang Qianhuan wronged people, he had a basis, for example, when the Buddhist sect was fighting, the supervisor deliberately locked him up at the bottom of the stargazing tower, and then pushed Xu Qi'an out to fight on behalf of the Sitianjian.
Another example is the dispute between Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen, Yang Qianhuan "happened" to be locked up at the bottom of the tower.
If he knew what Xu Ningyan did, he would beat his chest with envy...... Li Miaozhen didn't plan to tell him now, at least he had to wait until Xu Qi'an's injury was stabilized.
So she restrained her smile, clasped her fists, and said sincerely: "Please trouble Senior Brother Yang."
Yang Qianhuan nodded, and he was very satisfied with the pleading attitude of the Saint of Tianzong.
He immediately took out bottles and jars, as well as needles and thread from the storage bag, and saw Yang Qianhuan pry open Xu Qi'an's mouth, and then with a "pop", he popped open the wooden cork of the porcelain bottle and stuffed four or five porcelain bottle mouths into Xu Qi'an's mouth.
The way of injecting medicine can be described as rough. After a few times, Xu Qi'an, who was in a coma, turned purple and red, and looked like he was about to suffocate to death.
"What are you doing?" Li Miaozhen's eyebrows were raised.
"He was seriously injured, and he was given a strong medicine for a serious illness!"
Yang Qianhuan explained righteously, and patted Xu Qi'an's jaw, asking him to swallow the medicine. .
Is this what you mean by a strong medicine for a serious illness? Are you sure you are not taking revenge? Feiyan Xia glanced at him.
After using the medicine, Yang Qianhuan sewed up his wound again, barely stopped the bleeding, and then said:
"I can only stabilize his injuries. If you want to save him, the teacher has to do it himself."
"Even you can't do it?" Li Miaozhen was surprised.
In her opinion, Yang Qianhuan is the leader of the Si Tian Jian. Apart from the Supervisor, Li Miaozhen has never seen a sorcerer with a higher rank than Yang Qianhuan in the Si Tian Jian.
.....Yang Qianhuan was silent for a long time, and slowly said: "It's this kid who is asking for death, it has nothing to do with my ability."
Li Miaozhen's words, in the eyes of Senior Brother Yang who said "If I Yang Qianhuan is not born, the Dafeng will be like a long night forever", are naked provocations.
He paused and continued:
"He must have used the Confucian saying that what he said is what he meant. Ha, he dared to use Confucian magic without the protection of righteousness. Looking at the terrible injuries on his body, what did he get in exchange for Confucian magic?"
Li Miaozhen pondered for a long time and said: "Maybe it has something to do with combat power and state."
"Forced to improve combat power... Really not afraid of death." Yang Qianhuan said with a sigh:
"Even the fourth-grade Confucianists dare not play like this."
"Really?" Li Miaozhen asked.
"Of course!"
Yang Qianhuan curled his lips:
"The four-rank officials in Yunlu Academy usually only dare to say a few words like "the pants fell off" and "retreat a hundred miles" when fighting. These methods are powerful but will not cause too much damage.
"This is because the backlash that the righteousness can offset is limited. Otherwise, wouldn't Confucianism be invincible?"
Li Miaozhen said: "During the heyday of Confucianism, wasn't it invincible?"
Yang Qianhuan didn't want to talk to this woman anymore. He coughed and said: "Wait until he initially absorbs the medicine and relieves the pain, we will take him back. Ha, don't underestimate the pain, it may kill him alive."
He strode out: "I'll go out for a walk. "
Master Yang Qianhuan of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau is here? How can he hide his merits and fame? He must go out and show off his skills in front of others.
"Squeak…."
He opened the gate of the city wall and appeared in front of the guards outside.
The guards were a little confused when they saw a man in white suddenly appear.
Yang Qianhuan's eyes, hidden under the veil, slowly swept across the confused faces, and announced in a steady tone, revealing the calmness of a hermit:
"I am Yang Qianhuan of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, the third disciple of the chief. "
The sorcerer of the Imperial Observatory... the third disciple of the chief...
After a short silence, the defenders outside the city wall suddenly cheered loudly.
Huh? Such a welcome? This, this is not reasonable... No? This is reasonable! Yang Qianhuan couldn't help but straighten his back, then turned around and pointed his head at everyone stubbornly.
Although the back of his head was hidden in the veil.
At this time, he heard the soldiers in the distance asking in the noisy cheers: "What's the situation, what's wrong with everyone?"
A soldier answered: "That man is the sorcerer of the Imperial Observatory, the third disciple of the chief."
"What? This is great, so great..."
"Yes, yes, Xu Yinluo is saved, Xu Yinluo is finally saved. "
Some people cried with joy.
As citizens of Dafeng, everyone knows that the sorcerers of the Sitianjian can bring people back to life.
The reason they cheered was that Xu Qiyan could be saved, not me?!
Yang Qianhuan's heart sank when he heard this. He still turned his back to the crowd, raised his hand, and pressed it down.
Seeing his gesture, the soldiers gradually quieted down.
Yang Qianhuan said in a deep voice: "Xu Qiyan, what did he do again?"
He knew that Xu Qiyan had a high reputation in Dafeng (he stole his opportunity), but even if these soldiers who only recognized military merits admired Xu Yinluo, the scene in front of them was still too exaggerated.
He had a bad feeling.
"Xu Yinluo was very righteous. In order to relieve our pressure, he sank down and chiseled the formation alone. "A soldier said.
Heh, just like the way he killed the Duke at Caishikou, he still knows how to win people's hearts! Yang Qianhuan commented, not envious in his heart, with an attitude that he had seen through Xu Qian'an a long time ago.
"Xu Yinluo single-handedly, defeated the enemy twice and killed nearly 10,000 people."
Killed 10,000 enemies, defeated the enemy twice... Yang Qianhuan gradually became stunned, and his eyes slowly lost focus.
"Xu Yinluo relied on his own strength to personally kill Yanjun Nurhejia in the midst of thousands of troops."
"Xu Yinluo is invincible."
"I only want to follow Xu Yinluo in this life."
As they spoke, the soldiers shouted, their eyes red.
Yang Qianhuan silently closed the gate of the city.
Li Miaozhen heard the sound of the door closing, walked out and saw Yang Qianhuan leaning against the door, slowly sliding to the ground, his hat tilted...
"Are you okay? "
Li Miaozhen looked like "I am a professionally trained saint, I won't laugh no matter how funny it is."
"I was wrong, I still underestimated Xu Qi'an, I thought beheading the Duke at Caishikou was the pinnacle of his life, I didn't expect him to do even more this time, even more..."
She was so sad that she couldn't speak.
"He was obviously afraid that I would steal his limelight, so he deliberately ran to the border just to avoid me. He is such a despicable and shameless person... He defeated the enemy twice, killed nearly 10,000 enemies, and took the head of the enemy general in the midst of thousands of troops. Why didn't Xu Qi'an take advantage of the wind and rise to 90,000 miles?"
The voice trembled with envy.
Li Miaozhen almost covered her face and made a pig cry.
After scolding for a while, Yang Qianhuan's eyes burned with fighting spirit: "Please tell me, where is the capital of Yan State."
Li Miaozhen pursed her lips and suppressed her smile: "You are going to Yan State? But Xu Qi'an defeated the enemy in front of more than 10,000 defenders. What's the point of you going to Yan State alone? "
"Where is the headquarters of the Wushen Cult?"
"It has been captured by Wei Yuan."
".....Do I still have a chance?"
"No."
Li Miaozhen ruthlessly dispelled his thoughts, and then said: "Xu Qi'an seems to be in a much better condition. Let's go back to Beijing and ask the supervisor to save him."
From behind the veil, Yang Qianhuan's hopeless and exhausted reply came:
"No hope, wait for death!"
........
Zhang Kaitai in the military camp was awakened by the cheers, jumped onto the city wall, and learned the news of Yang Qianhuan's arrival. He entered the city with great surprise.
"Where is Yang Qianhuan? "
He looked around but saw no one.
Li Miaozhen pointed to the corner, and Zhang Kaitai looked over. Yang Qianhuan was squatting in the corner with his back to them, as quiet as a decoration.
"What happened to him?" Zhang Kaitai said in a voice transmission.
"He just learned about Xu Qiyan." Li Miaozhen replied in a voice transmission.
.....When Zhang Kaitai looked at Yang Qianhuan's back again, he was full of pity.
"I will arrange for my deputy general to return to the capital with you and report the situation here to the court. Even if it is an 800-mile express, it will take several days to reach the capital.
"Although the coalition forces of Yan and Kang retreated with heavy losses, we cannot take it lightly. They may come back at any time. I hope the court will make arrangements early."
Zhang Kaitai said.
And the fallen soldiers must also be reported to the court, and Xu Qiyan's merit of resisting 80,000 enemy troops alone must also be reported to the court.
Li Miaozhen nodded: "Okay."
........
At the beginning of the Si hour, the cabinet.
In the meeting room, the chief minister Wang Zhenwen held a hot health tea and listened to the heated discussions of the ministers of each palace.
"What does your majesty mean? Why didn't he express his opinion after two days of discussion?" Zhao Tingfang, the minister of the East Pavilion, frowned.
For two consecutive days, the court was discussing the aftermath, but Emperor Yuan Jing showed an extremely negative attitude towards the characterization of this battle and the possible revenge prevention of the Wushen Cult.
He talked about a lot of trivial matters, but never mentioned the main business. No matter how the officials advised, he ignored it. The secretary jumped up and down these two days. Yesterday he wrote a memorial and today he directly scolded Emperor Yuan Jing in the palace.
Then they were dragged out and beaten together.
"Your Majesty seems unwilling to give Duke Wei a good name after his death. As for the matter of mobilizing troops in the three states on the northeastern border..."
At this point, Qian Qingshu, the Grand Secretary of Wuying Palace, paused and did not continue.
If it were anyone else, such an act would be branded as treason.
But Your Majesty is the king of a country, so it is naturally impossible. It can only be said that he has been stupid recently.
Knock knock!
Wang Shoufu knocked on the table, and when the Grand Secretary looked over, he exhaled, his voice low and gentle:
"After lunch, I will go to the Star Observatory and see the Supervisor."
His sense of smell is more acute than others. Since Wei Yuan died in battle, Wang Zhenwen reviewed the matter according to the intelligence sent back.
He realized that this matter not only involved the two countries, but also involved the secrets of the top grade, and the latter was an area that they, the civil officials, could not get involved in.
But the Supervisor definitely knew.
The Grand Secretaries nodded slowly, and Chen Qi, the Grand Secretary of Jianji Hall, whispered: "Why not ask the Supervisor to suppress His Majesty?"
If this word gets out, it will become a reason for political enemies to attack, and the position of Grand Secretary may not be kept. But he still said it, just hoping that Emperor Yuan Jing can make a decision quickly.
It can be seen how tense the situation is now.
At this time, a cabinet official came to the door of the meeting hall and reported: "My lords, a man who claims to be Zhang Kaitai's deputy general wants to see you. He wants to see the Prime Minister."
"Zhang Kaitai got the deputy general, why doesn't he go to the Ministry of War, but come to the cabinet?" Qian Qingshu frowned.
Zhao Tingfang, the Grand Secretary of the East Pavilion, said: "Maybe he has been to the Ministry of War, and he has something else to ask the Prime Minister?"
Wang Zhenwen pondered for a moment and said: "Let him in."
The cabinet official withdrew, and soon, he led a dusty middle-aged general with knife marks and blood on his armor in.
How did he enter the imperial city dressed like this?
The university scholars were shocked.
"I am Li Yi, the deputy general of Commander Zhang, and I greet you all." Li Yi clasped his fists.
Wang Shoufu nodded and asked, "Why did you come back when you were not staying in the border army? When did you come back?"
Li Yi replied, "I was at Yuyang Pass in Xiangzhou yesterday, and just returned to the capital this morning. Yang Qianhuan, the astronomical supervisor, brought me back."
The university scholars looked at each other in confusion, and Wang Shoufu asked, "Is the information about the 800-mile rush true?"
Li Yi nodded with a gloomy face.
In an instant, the last hope in Wang Shoufu's eyes disappeared. He was silent for a long time and said, "Why do you want to see me?"
Li Yi said, "The day before yesterday, the coalition forces of Yan and Kang attacked Yuyang Pass with 80,000 troops."
"What?!"
The university scholars were shocked.
Wang Shoufu's hand holding the teacup shook violently, and the scalding tea splashed on the back of his hand, but he was completely unaware.