The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

The soldiers responded in unison and quickly stood at their respective posts, their eyes full of vigilance.

After arranging the guarding here, Chen Meng looked at the other soldiers and said, "You guys, go back and ask Lord Song Shuwen to report the situation here in detail. There must be no mistakes."

The soldiers took the order, turned around and walked away quickly, their figures soon disappeared from sight.

Chen Meng stood in the room, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He knew that this mission was of great importance and could not afford to make any mistakes. He had to remain vigilant at all times and wait for Song Shuwen to arrive to discuss the next steps.

At this time, outside the room, Hong Gang was watching Chen Meng's series of actions. Although he was dissatisfied, he also understood that this was a helpless move under the current situation.

Chen Meng stood there, full of doubts.

He really couldn't understand why the Prime Minister didn't just let Song Shuwen come with them this time?

In his opinion, doing so would clearly be a waste of time.

However, on second thought, the prime minister has always been far-sighted, and there must be a reason behind his arrangement.

Chen Meng frowned, trying to think about the prime minister's intention behind this move. Perhaps, the prime minister was testing their abilities?
Or maybe Song Shuwen had another important mission? Various speculations kept emerging in Chen Meng's mind, but he could not determine the real reason.

He sighed and decided not to dwell on it anymore.

Since the prime minister has made such arrangements, they only need to act according to the orders. They believe that as things develop, the prime minister's intentions will gradually become clear.

Chen Meng calmed himself down, refocused his attention on the current task, and prepared to face unknown challenges.

It was late at night, Hong Gang was lying in bed, but he couldn't fall asleep. He was full of worries and tossed and turned.

He kept thinking, what if the miraculous doctor from the Central Plains came and, with his superb medical skills, was able to identify Tuoba Tianlong's illness? What would happen then?

Now, there are soldiers guarding the area closely, and he cannot take any action against Tuoba Tianlong.

Hong Gang felt as if he was trapped in a dilemma and unable to escape.

He sat up, brows furrowed, thinking hard about what to do.

Is it possible to find a scapegoat in the end? But is this really the best solution?
Hong Gang's heart was full of contradictions and anxieties.

Outside the window, the night was as dark as ink and silent. Hong Gang's thoughts were just like the endless night, confused and lost.

He didn't know where to go and could only suffer alone in the darkness, waiting for fate to decide.

Xi Yu had been waiting for news from the Xianbei and was concerned about the situation there.

Time seemed to be extremely long, and every minute and every second was tormenting for him.

Finally, a soldier hurried back to the palace and brought news about the situation from the Xianbei side.

Xi Yu hurried forward and listened carefully to the soldier's report.

The soldier told Xi Yu what he had learned, and he sometimes frowned in thought and sometimes nodded slightly.

After listening to the soldier's report, Xi Yu asked the soldier to go and rest first and come back tomorrow.

Afterwards, he had a plan in mind and decided to let the soldiers take Song Shuwen to Xianbei tomorrow.

The morning sun shone in the courtyard, and Xiyu sent someone to call Song Shuwen early. After Song Shuwen arrived, Xiyu told him about the Xianbei affairs with a serious face.

After hearing this, Song Shuwen frowned slightly and asked, "Prime Minister, if that's the case, why don't you let me go with the first group of soldiers?"

Xi Yu looked at Song Shuwen and patiently explained, "I only went there to inquire about the situation the first time, and I didn't fully understand the situation. If I rashly let you go with me, it would only make you make an extra trip and increase your hardship."

Then, Xi Yu clapped his hands, and the secret guard appeared quietly like a ghost.

Xi Yu ordered the secret guards seriously: "When you go to Xianbei this time, you must protect Song Shuwen well and there must be no mistakes."

The secret guards bowed their heads respectfully and agreed.

Song Shuwen looked at the secret guard and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

He knew that Xiyu cared about and valued him, and he also understood the difficulty of this task.

He secretly made up his mind to live up to the trust and contribute his own strength to solving the Xianbei issue.

Song Shuwen and his soldiers set out on the journey with resolute looks and firm steps. However, they did not know that a conspiracy was quietly brewing in the dark.

In the Xianbei land, Hong Gang suddenly came up with an idea that day.

He knew very well that if Song Shuwen entered the Xianbei, it might ruin his plans, so he secretly ordered people to kill Song Shuwen on his way.

Hong Gang's eyes were grim, and he thought to himself, "Song Shuwen must not be allowed to enter Xianbei."

At this time, Song Shuwen and others were unaware of the impending danger. They continued to move forward towards the Xianbei.

Song Shuwen and others moved forward along the way. Although the atmosphere was a bit solemn, everyone was full of a sense of mission.

They didn't know that danger was approaching step by step.

The killers sent by Hong Gang hid in the mountains and forests on both sides of the road. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, staring into the distance, waiting for Song Shuwen and his group to appear.

These killers are all highly skilled and ruthless, and they just wait for the best opportunity to strike.

Finally, Song Shuwen and the others appeared in sight.

The killers exchanged glances with each other and quietly tightened their weapons.

When Song Shuwen and others approached, the killers pounced out like hungry wolves. For a moment, the shouts of killing shook the sky.

The secret guards were drawn into the battle like a black whirlwind and fought fiercely with the killers.

The flashing of knives and the flying of swords were accompanied by the sound of metal clashing.

A secret guard shuttled among the killers like a ghost, waving the sword in his hand and stabbing the killers' vital points accurately.

The killers were not to be outdone and fought back desperately, waving their weapons.

But the secret guards were clearly more powerful. Their attacks were fierce and deadly, making it gradually difficult for the killers to resist.

Song Shuwen and the soldiers watched the battle nervously from the sidelines. They were both excited by the bravery of the secret guards and worried about the tense situation.

They held their weapons tightly, ready to join the battle and support the secret guards at any time.

"Kill!" a secret guard shouted, and the sword attacked the killers like a storm.

The killers were frightened by this powerful momentum and retreated one after another.

But they also understood that if they retreated at this time, they would surely die.

So they mustered up their courage again and fought a desperate battle with the secret guards.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, and both sides were trying their best.

The secret guards also had some wounds on their bodies, but they did not retreat and continued to fight tenaciously.

They had only one belief in their hearts, which was to protect Song Shuwen and complete the mission.

In this fierce battle, time seemed to stand still.

After a thrilling battle, the secret guards finally subdued the killers one by one with their excellent skills and tenacious will.

The secret guards had grim eyes and were filled with anger; they had to find out who was behind this.

A secret guard asked the killer sternly: "Tell me! Who sent you here?"

However, the killers gritted their teeth and refused to surrender.

Upon seeing this, the secret guards began to torture the killers mercilessly, trying to force them to tell the truth.

The brutal torture continued and the killers suffered great pain.

Finally, one of the killers couldn't bear it anymore and his psychological defenses completely collapsed.

He said in a trembling voice: "Yes... Hong Gang sent us here."

Upon hearing the news, Song Shuwen and the secret guards' expressions became even more solemn.

The secret guards escorted the killer who told the truth and marched towards the Xianbei aggressively.

They were filled with anger and vowed to settle accounts with Hong Gang.

In the Xianbei tent, Hong Gang suddenly felt an indescribable uneasiness.

He felt that something had happened to the killers, and this uneasy feeling followed him like a shadow, making him feel uneasy. Finally, Hong Gang decided to go out and take a look.

He walked out of the tent and the sun was shining brightly outside.

However, Hong Gang could not feel the warmth of the sun at all, and only felt that his heart was shrouded in a shadow.

He looked around anxiously. The wind blew gently, but it could not blow away the haze in his heart.

Just when Hong Gang was full of anxiety, Chen Meng came over. Chen Meng saw that Hong Gang looked uneasy and had cold sweat on his forehead, and asked in confusion: "Why are you sweating so much? What happened?" Hong Gang's heart tightened, and he smiled awkwardly, and quickly covered up: "Nothing... nothing happened."

His eyes were evasive and he didn't dare to look Chen Meng in the eye.

Chen Meng frowned slightly, obviously not believing Hong Gang's answer. He carefully observed Hong Gang's expression, trying to find some clues from his look.

However, Hong Gang tried hard to remain calm and not let his emotions show.

The sun was still shining brightly on the earth, but the atmosphere at this moment became a little weird.

Hong Gang pretended to be calm and continued to walk forward, but his inner nervousness and anxiety made him feel that his clothes were almost soaked with cold sweat.

His heart was filled with hatred for Xi Yu at this moment, and he secretly complained: "You are overreaching. Why do you want to manage Xianbei's affairs in this way?"

As he walked, he felt extremely angry, thinking that Xi Yu's interference had disrupted his plans.

Hong Gang gritted his teeth, and various coping strategies kept emerging in his mind, trying to get out of the current predicament. But the resentment towards Xi Yu followed him like a shadow, making him feel even more depressed.

Hong Gang walked along anxiously. After a few steps, he suddenly heard the hurried sound of horse hooves coming closer and closer.

He was startled and looked up. What he saw immediately surprised him.

I saw a group of people from the Central Plains rushing over, and the assassins who were sent to kill Song Shuwen were also brought back in a panic.

Hong Gang's face turned pale in an instant.

The sun was still shining brightly, but Hong Gang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He stood there, nervously watching the people from the Central Plains approaching, his heart filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

The soldier looked at Hong Gang with confusion and asked, "What do these killers mean?"

Hong Gang's eyes flickered, and he pretended to be confused, and quickly said, "I don't know these people. Who are they?"

The soldier obviously didn't believe Hong Gang's words. His eyes became more severe. "Hong Gang, you'd better tell the truth."

Then the soldier turned to the killer and ordered, "Tell us more about the situation."

The assassins looked at each other in bewilderment. Under the pressure of the soldiers, the assassin who first revealed the truth spoke again with trembling voice: "Yes... Hong Gang sent us to kill the people from Zhongyuan."

Hong Gang's face turned extremely ugly in an instant. He tried to quibble, but the soldiers had already heard the truth.

At this moment, Hong Gang was in an extremely passive situation and he didn't know how to deal with the next situation.

The atmosphere around became extremely tense, as if a storm was about to come.

The soldier stared at Hong Gang and pressed him again, "What else do you have to say? Although I am just a soldier, I am also the Prime Minister's man and I have the right to question you."

A trace of panic flashed across Hong Gang's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and said loudly: "These killers are slandering me. I never said I wanted to kill anyone." His tone was tough, trying to cover up his guilty conscience.

The soldier was unmoved. He sneered and said, "The evidence is irrefutable, and you still want to deny it? Hong Gang, you'd better tell the truth, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Beads of sweat appeared on Hong Gang's forehead, and he knew that he was in a desperate situation.

But he still refused to accept the fact and continued to argue: "I was really wronged. These killers must have been instructed by someone to deliberately frame me."

However, the soldiers no longer believed him.

Seeing that Hong Gang still refused to admit it, the killers became furious and started to insult him.

"You obviously did it, but you still refuse to admit it. You're such a coward!"

Hong Gang's face turned pale, but he still insisted on his statement stubbornly: "I didn't do it, don't slander me."

The soldier looked at the stalemate, thought for a moment and said, "Well, if that's the case, forget it. Let's release these killers."

Song Shuwen felt very strange and was about to ask, but the soldier whispered to him: "Anyway, we have already crushed Hong Gang's conspiracy, so there is no point in keeping these killers. Besides, releasing them will make it even harder for Hong Gang to figure out our details."

After listening to this, Song Shuwen thought it made sense and nodded slightly.

Hong Gang looked at the killer who was let go, feeling unwilling and angry, but helpless.

Hong Gang quickly turned his gaze to Song Shuwen, with a hint of surprise and uneasiness in his eyes.

He asked anxiously, "Is this the miracle doctor?" The soldier nodded slightly, confirming Song Shuwen's identity.

Song Shuwen snorted coldly, full of disdain for Hong Gang's attitude. Hong Gang smiled and apologized to Song Shuwen: "Dr. Song, I really didn't know you were murdered. This really has nothing to do with me. But seeing that Dr. Song is fine, I am relieved."

Song Shuwen didn't want to get too entangled with Hong Gang. After all, he had more important tasks to complete.

"Hmph, it's better if it has nothing to do with you." Song Shuwen said this and ignored Hong Gang.

Hong Gang burst into laughter, trying to ease the awkward and tense atmosphere.

"Dr. Song, please come in. Everyone, please come in too." He greeted everyone warmly.

Song Shuwen looked at Hong Gang expressionlessly and marched forward with the soldiers.

After everyone walked away, the smile on Hong Gang's face instantly disappeared, replaced by an extremely ugly look.

His heart was filled with regret and anxiety. The failure of this interception put him in an extremely passive situation.

Song Shuwen stepped into the Xianbei land and started coughing after taking a few steps.

Seeing this, the soldier asked with concern: "Dr. Song, what's going on?"

Song Shuwen frowned slightly and said softly, "Maybe he is not used to the local climate."

Just then, Hong Gang walked in.

Hearing Song Shuwen's words, he immediately ordered his servants: "Hurry up and prepare tea, milk and other things to quench Doctor Song's thirst."

The servants heard the noise and hurried to prepare.

Hong Gang looked at Song Shuwen with a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with unpredictable emotions.

"Dr. Song, you've worked hard on the journey. Drink something to relieve your discomfort first."

Song Shuwen looked at Hong Gang. Although he had some doubts in his heart, he did not refuse.

After a while, the servants brought tea and milk.

Song Shuwen picked up the teacup, took a sip, and felt the warm liquid sliding down his throat.

The cough seems to have eased a little.

Hong Gang put on a false smile and continued to speak politely: "Dr. Song, we are really sorry to trouble you this time. We are very grateful that you took the trouble to come to Xianbei."

His tone was extremely sincere, as if the previous conspiracy had never happened.

Then, Hong Gang said, "When Dr. Song returns, please give my regards to Prime Minister Xi Yu of the Central Plains."

Song Shuwen nodded slightly, his expression still calm.

He knew in his heart that Hong Gang's words were just polite words, and there might be deeper calculations hidden behind them.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room seemed relaxed, but in fact, there were undercurrents.

After a while, Song Shuwen couldn't help coughing again. He frowned and said, "My symptoms of acclimatization are difficult to relieve for the time being. I don't want to waste time, so I'd better go see Tuoba Tianlong as soon as possible."

Hong Gang shook his head slightly and said slowly, "Leader Tuoba's illness has been going on for a long time. There is no need to rush. Doctor Song, you should have a good rest. It won't be too late to treat him when you feel better."

He had a seemingly concerned smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a barely perceptible nervousness.

Song Shuwen said firmly: "No, I can't wait any longer, I have to go see Chief Tuoba now."

Seeing Song Shuwen's firm attitude, Hong Gang didn't know how to stop him for a moment.

Seeing that Song Shuwen was determined to do so, Hong Gang was reluctant but helpless. He had to reluctantly agree and took Song Shuwen to Tuoba Tianlong's tent.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance of Tuoba Tianlong's tent.

Chen Meng was standing upright outside on guard. When he saw Song Shuwen coming, he nodded slightly and greeted him politely.

Song Shuwen also smiled back, and felt a little more favorable towards this serious guard.

Song Shuwen slowly walked towards the entrance of the tent, about to uncover the mystery of Tuoba Tianlong's illness.

There were several soldiers standing in the room. They looked solemn and the atmosphere was heavy.

Hong Gang brought Song Shuwen to Tuoba Tianlong's bed. Looking at the pale and unconscious Tuoba leader, Hong Gang sighed deeply.

"Dr. Song, I am sorry to trouble you this time. You must cure Chief Tuoba's illness."

Song Shuwen looked at Tuoba Tianlong lying on the bed, and a sense of responsibility surged in his heart.

He nodded slightly and began to examine Tuoba Tianlong's condition with a serious expression.

He carefully observed Tuoba Tianlong's complexion and pulse, not missing any details. (End of this chapter)