The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Yeluchun, the king of Yan, recruited the hungry people in Liaodong, and took the meaning of repaying Jurchen's grievances. He called them the "Resentful Army" and divided them into Qianyiying, Houyiying, Qianjinying, Houjinying, Qianying, Xianying, and Ganxian Daying. There are eight battalions and 8000 people in the Yanzhou camp.

In November last year, many people died of freezing in the Yuan army because they had no clothes to keep out the cold.The unbearable Resentment Army launched a mutiny, which was suppressed by Yelu Chun and Yelu Dashi, and a group of people who rebelled were dealt with, and Guo Yaoshi was supported as the commander of the Resentment Army.

Naturally, these soldiers wanted to fight back to Liaodong, but it was now the heartland of the Jurchen, so they definitely couldn't go back.Yelu Dashi was totally afraid of Yang Lin's thieves and his 3 men, so he strictly ordered everyone not to leave the barracks.

If Yang Lin knew what he was thinking, he would definitely scoff at him. The Eighth Battalion of the Resentful Army really has nothing to grab. A group of grassroots ambitions surrendered back and forth between Song, Jin, and Liao in the original time and space. In the end, Qu Shuai Guo Yaoshi was deprived of the command of the army by Wan Yan Zongwang, and it was considered as the end of their career of defecting to the enemy and rebelling.That is to say, you, Yelu Dashi, took it as a treasure. If you give it to me, I will kill Qushuai Guo Yaoshi first, and then everyone should disband the farmland.

In Yanjing City, Yang Lin is commanding a group of people to help the people repair their houses and rescue the fleeing victims of Youyan.

The most important thing is to win the hearts of the people of Youyan. In the future, this place will become the Ping Fan of the Han family again, relying on the Great Wall to resist Huma outside the Great Wall.

Yang Lin took command in person, he was much more familiar with these government affairs than Han Shizhong and other generals, and the arrangements were well organized.

Han Shizhong followed behind him, yawning boredly. The reason why the Song and Jin peace negotiations have been delayed until now is because Wanyan Wu's begging for money has not fully recovered.This is really laughable, in these barbarians, there is such a strong tribal demeanor, the leader is all of them.

One Wanyan Wu begging to buy is more important than all the Jurchens in Youyan combined, and the other Jurchens have no objection to this.No major national affairs are as important as his body.If Wu Qimai really died in battle, there is no doubt that thousands of his soldiers will commit suicide.

A group of people strolled to a porridge shed, and the refugees lined up to receive the porridge looked at them timidly, and the soldier in charge of serving the porridge also stood up straight.

Yang Lin stepped forward and picked up a spoon to stir the pot, and found that the rice used was not too little, so he nodded and said, "If there are women, children and children, give more."

The military man nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said bravely, "Most of these refugees don't have bowls."

Yang Lin smiled and said: "It's simple. I just passed by the Ciyao in the western suburbs, and there is no one there. Recruit a few people who can burn kilns, and pick people from the big guys to fire them. You can earn a little money here. Settle down in the capital. The war is in turmoil, and it is impossible to expect the court to feed everyone. In the future, I will find more jobs for you. In short, just be diligent and not hungry.

When the chaos is calming down, it is also a time when everything is waiting to be done. In the future, this remote land will have a lot of livelihoods to support people, so I am afraid of lazy people. "

Among the refugees queuing up, a thin and dry man gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, we are not lazy, but we are afraid that there will be no place to work or land to grow."

Yang Lin laughed and signaled the soldier to continue serving porridge, and Lu Qian came over with a group of people.

From a long distance away, he shouted loudly: "Shao Zai, I brought you the man."

Yang Lin turned his head and saw that a group of people were ashamed and struggling, and they were Xu Shuwei and others from Bianliang.There was a large group behind him, and upon closer inspection, not all of them were doctors, but even the miscellaneous scholars raised in the outer courtyard of Zhaodefang also came.

Xu Shuwei trotted over, saluted and said: "My nephew has met my uncle, congratulations to my uncle for making such a great achievement."

"Nephew, don't be so polite." Xu Shuwei is more than ten years older than himself, and Yang Lin finds it a little funny every time. "It's really hard for you to come from a long way this time."

Uncle Xu said with a sad face, "It's just that the road is too crowded, people are everywhere, and merchants from all walks of life are crowding here. It's hard to find a place to stay in a top-notch hotel along the way, and you can sleep in the open."

"Okay." Yang Lin interrupted the Langzhong's nephew's complaints unceremoniously, and said with a smile: "Look, there are so many orphans here, you immediately pick out a large number of them and lead them in Youyan. Practice medicine. From now on, you are also a patriarch."

"Uncle, don't joke, it's not a joke." Xu Shuwei was extremely tired all the way, and he didn't expect to have such a big job waiting for him when he first arrived.He wholeheartedly thought that You Yan had recovered, so he wanted to come to the homeland of the Han family, remember it for a while, and by the way, enjoy the great rivers and mountains with the friends he brought along.

In this case, if I return to Bianliang after dinner in the future, I will be blown away.Who knew that coming with the idea of ​​vacation was hard work.

Yang Lin said with a straight face: "Why are you kidding? As the saying goes, doctors have a parental heart. Why don't you have any sympathy? Are you really my nephew? Bah, I, Yang Lin, have a pure and kind heart, how can I have a nephew like you? .”

Walking into the crowd, he picked out a dirty snot bubble. Yang Lin pointed to him and said, "Look at this kid, he is alert, smart and elegant. At first glance, he looks like a good seed for studying medicine." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and asked : "Do you like studying medicine?"

A child of this age has not yet been in awe of high officials, and his parents are gone, so several of his orphans and friends in the crowd looked at him nervously,

The little mucus snuffed his nose vigorously, raised his head and said in a daze, "Are you tired from studying medicine, can you fill your stomach, and find a wife in the future?"

At such a young age, I still think a lot, and the people around burst into laughter, even Han Shizhong, who has always been very idle, couldn't help laughing.

Yang Lin looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "Of course, studying medicine is not tiring at all, you follow this uncle and work hard! In the future, prosperity and wealth will not be a problem."

Chapter 393 Doctor's Heart Doesn't Save Birds and Beasts

Yang Lin was arranging arrangements for Xu Shuwei and others. At this time, Zong Ze came from a distance, and when he saw Xu Shuwei, he stepped forward to say hello.

It turned out that the two were old friends in Bianliang, and after saying hello, they also stood behind, waiting for Yang Lin to finish.

Han Shizhong was bored, and said, "Young Zai didn't urge the Jurchens to retreat, why are you doing these trivial things here?"

Zong Ze happened to hear it, and said in a low voice: "Han Xuanshuai, you must know that the wind starts at the end of Qingping, and the waves are born between the waves. Only by starting with the common people can you completely solve You Yan's stubborn illness. Although Shao Zai is humorous He is frivolous, but he is solid and reliable in his work, and he is steady at every step, which is really a blessing for the people of Yan."

Han Shizhong pursed his lips, not arguing with him. At this moment, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked, "This Xu Shuwei is Shaozai's nephew. Is he skilled in medicine?"

Zong Ze questioned: "Why do you ask this? Knowing that you can rejuvenate, you are really a rare Xinglin master."

Han Shizhong's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Wow, let him go and buy Wanyan Wuqi to cure the poisonous injury, isn't that all right, save the delay here."

As soon as this remark came out, Zong Ze suddenly came to his senses, that Jurchen was so far behind that she could have no good doctor.It is estimated that some witches are invited to dance to the gods. When Wu Qimai's poisonous injury can be cured, the sooner they get out, the sooner You Yan will start.

The two hit it off immediately, and they both came to Yang Lin. After saying this, the three of them turned their heads to look at Xu Shuwei.

The latter was lamenting that his good days were coming to an end, seeing the six gazes of three people, he felt a little creepy.

"What do you intend to do?"

In the Jurchen camp, several leaders gathered around the fire, and lying on the bed next to it was Wanyan Wu begging for money.

Wu Qimai is Aguda's younger brother, and he is also a warrior and strongman among the Jurchen tribes full of monsters.

Hulu, Jihu, and Boxiong can drive strong bows, ride strong horses, and continue hunting as if nothing happened after lying down in the snow all day.

Such a person, after being hit by a poisoned arrow, is also dying, lying sickly on the bed.Zong Han was frowning, and Lou Shi couldn't even sit still. His team had almost failed to complete an inch of success after crossing the Great Wall, and the old emperor's way was also blocked outside Yunzhou.

Since the founding of the Jurchen country, there is nothing to worry about. As long as they send troops, they are invincible. Although they have not been defeated in the two places, they are not going well.

The entire army already had the intention of retreating. For them, it was better to go back and guard the glory and wealth that they had finally won.But Zong Han is different. He needs the military exploits of the Southern Expedition to seize greater power in the Jin Dynasty court.

Surrounding him are people like Wanyan Loushi and Yin Keshu, who are either from the clan that is not related to the old emperor, or simply the leader of a small tribe, and he is only the son of the prime minister. How to compete with the second prince Zongwang.

Now the people of Song came secretly to ask for peace, but it was in line with everyone's wishes. As long as they retreated to Yunzhou Mansion in time, took the lead in breaking through Datong City, and captured Yelu Yanxi alive, this credit would be enough to wash away the shame of Youyan's futility.

It's a pity that now Wanyan Wu is begging for half his life, and no one dares to call the shots.At this time, a small soldier came from outside the tent, clasped his fists and said: "The people of Song have sent envoys again."

"Didn't you tell me to drive them away, before the Second Great King recovers, he is not in the mood to negotiate a peace." Zong Han said angrily.

The little soldier was startled, but continued: "They brought a doctor, who they said was a genius doctor from the Southern Dynasty, to heal the king's wounds."

When everyone heard this, they hurried forward and said, "Bring them in."

When Xu Shuwei came to this big camp, he saw that countless captives who were whipped by them were alive, they looked like cattle and sheep under the Jurchen's whip, and they were even more pitiful.

An instinctive disgust filled the heart of this doctor who had abandoned his official position to become a doctor. When he entered the big tent, he saw that it was full of thick and sturdy foreign generals.

Song Bing, who escorted him here, found someone who could speak Jurchen from Yandi, and introduced him to him.

The crowd surrounded Xu Shuwei, came to the bed where Wanyan Wu was begging to buy, and opened the wound, only to find that the wound had already festered, thanks to the cold here, there was no foul smell.

Xu Shuwei is an expert in wind and cold, and also has certain attainments in external injuries. He gouged out the rotting flesh and put some muscle-promoting medicinal powder on it.

"It's just gold juice quenching the poison and the wound is infected. After treating the wound, I'll prescribe a few more medicines, and I can go to the ground within three days." Uncle Xu said slowly, pinching his goatee.