Three thousand miles in exile

Hearing that Liu Zhan could drink the medicine, the doctor Ma hurried over, took the pulse and found that there was room for turning around, so he hurriedly went to refill the medicine.

Song Fenglin sat on the edge of the bed and wiped Liu Zhan's sweat from time to time, remembering what he ordered. "At noon, go and cook some rice soup, it shouldn't be too thick."

"I know." Huang Wushi hurriedly went to wash rice and cook rice soup.

How could Liu Zhan survive without eating or drinking for four days? Song Fenglin used the same method to feed Liu Zhan a bowl of rice soup.

At night Liu Zhan had a severe fever, Song Fenglin could only wipe his body over and over again, and at dawn he fell asleep on his stomach in a daze.

"Mr. Song, this old man is here to change Lord Liu's medicine." Doctor Ma called out in a low voice.

Song Fenglin woke up startled from his dream, and when he saw Doctor Ma coming, he hurriedly moved out of his seat.

Physician Ma first stepped forward to feel the pulse, then touched Liu Zhan's forehead, and muttered, "It's not as bad as last night."

After finishing speaking, Doctor Ma lifted the quilt and dismantled the gauze, Song Fenglin watched intently, and he still glanced away the moment he lifted the plaster.

"The wound didn't fester." Doctor Ma smiled and let out a long sigh of relief. "Lord Liu is truly blessed and blessed."

Song Fenglin finally showed a smile. "Thank you for your hard work."

Physician Ma changed the medicine for Liu Zhan and then went down to decoct the medicine. Physician Ma came over carrying a food box after leaving the house.

"Mr. Song, I brought you some Jinyang pastries. Come out and eat some. Just now, I met Doctor Ma and said that Mr. Liu has recovered. It's a blessing." Pei Gongli laid them out on the desk while talking.

Song Fenglin came out from behind the screen. He was still wearing the crescent-white Confucian shirt, which was slightly stained by taking care of Liu Zhan, and Song Fenglin didn't care.

"This is eight-treasure porridge, try it." Pei Gongli pretended to be natural, but his eyes were full of curiosity about Song Fenglin.

Counting it, Song Fenglin hadn't eaten anything for three days and three nights. It wasn't until Ma Taiyi concluded that Liu Zhan was fine for the time being that he realized that his stomach was burning with hunger, and Pei Gongli came in time.

Song Fenglin ate spoonful by spoonful, and soon the bowl of porridge bottomed out, and his stomach felt much more comfortable after a bowl of hot porridge.

Song Fenglin looked up, and Pei Gongli eagerly handed over the brown sugar cake, while asking cautiously. "Are you and Lord Liu...relatives?"

Song Fenglin took the brown sugar cake and put it in an empty bowl without eating it, and did not answer Pei Gongli but asked instead. "You don't want to do things in front of the general?"

They are all smart people, Song Fenglin didn't play charades with him.

Don't look at Pei Gongli as if he has lowered his status to busy himself in front of Liu Zhan, but he knows in his heart that if Liu Zhan survives a catastrophe, he will probably become No.1 in front of Prince Rui.

Pei Gongli has been wandering around in Liu Zhan's camp and knows a lot of inside information, but he hasn't made a clear position yet, and what Song Fenglin asked directly is his position.

At this moment, Pei Gongli finally understood why Cao Zhuang and the others behaved like chickens in front of Song Fenglin.

Song Fenglin just looked at him without saying a word, which made Pei Gongli feel a lot of pressure, and always felt that everything about him had been seen through.

Pei Gongli corrected his attitude. "I followed the general because it was my family's idea. I wanted to find a job under the general's command. After getting in touch with him, I found out that the general never gave the counselors around him positions. He just kept them in captivity like a doorman. I wanted to be an official." Fanye doesn’t want to be the general’s guest anymore.”

Song Fenglin said: "Do you want Liu Zhan to recommend you to serve beside Prince Rui?"

Sure enough, he was seen through, and Pei Gongli was a little embarrassed, but he was very smart and knew that he was useful to Liu Zhan.

"I have a handle in Lord Liu's hands. Even if I get to Prince Rui's side, there is no need to worry that I will betray you, and we can also help each other."

Song Fenglin didn't say yes or no, he was silent for a while before slowly saying: "I see, your affairs will be arranged otherwise."

Pei Gongli once asked Huang Wushi privately who this Mr. Song was.

At that time, Huang Wushi kept silent, and Pei Gongli asked again and again before he said that he was the master next to Liu Zhan. Pei Gongli didn't feel relieved and only thought that Huang Wushi was fooling him.

At this time, Pei Gongli had an absurd idea, Mr. Song could not be the master behind these people, right?In fact, Liu Zhan and the others are all forces secretly cultivated by a certain family?

Leaving the tent, Pei Gongli was full of wild thoughts.

That afternoon, Zhang Xiaoman came back with news for Yangguan.

"Boss! Boss!" Zhang Xiaoman rushed into the tent, crying. When Cao Zhuang left, Liu Zhan was still seriously injured. When he told Zhang Xiaoman and them, everyone was very scared.

Song Fenglin had just fed Liu Zhan the medicine, when he heard Zhang Xiaoman's loud voice and looked up towards the door, he didn't notice that Liu Zhan's head moved from side to side as if he was about to wake up.

"Boss!!!"

Song Fenglin wiped the medicine stain on the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and said angrily, "Shut up!"

Zhang Xiaoman immediately stopped crying and choked and said in a low voice: "My boss..."

"It's getting better." Song Fenglin said.

Physician Ma came to see him at noon, and he only said that the third level is to wait for Liu Zhan to wake up, as long as people can wake up, there will be no serious problems.

"You are also nineteen this year, why do you still act so recklessly." Song Fenglin shook his head helplessly, Zhang Xiaoman was the youngest among them, and his personality was also blah.

"How is the situation at the Yangguan Pass?" Song Fenglin asked again.

Zhang Xiaoman hurriedly said: "There are still 670 people in our Cenzhou Army. I will take a step forward and report back. Da Zhuang and Cheng Gui have brought soldiers back to Jinyang, and the wounded are also brought back to Yang. Those who are in short supply of medical care and medicine are waiting to die if they stay there.”

Song Fenglin breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. There are not too few people. You can arrange the medicines in the camp one step ahead. How much of Liu Zhan's thousand guards are left?"

"The boss took away 500 people when he broke through, and there were 470 guards left behind at Yangguan. I heard from Da Zhuang that there are still more than 500 people left in the 300 people that the boss took away. How many people are there? I'll go check it out in a while."

Song Fenglin nodded. "Give me the list of sacrifices, and I will make extra compensation after returning to Wuyuan County."

"Then I'll go right away." After Zhang Xiaoman finished speaking, he poked his head towards Liu Zhan, seeing that Liu Zhan's breathing was not even as exaggerated as Cao Zhuang said, so he went out.

The room became quiet again, Song Fenglin rubbed his eyebrows and turned around to find that Liu Zhan was looking at him with his eyes open.

"Are you still in a dream?" Liu Zhan murmured, his drowsy body seemed to be filled with a hundred catties of iron and he couldn't move.

Song Fenglin reached out and touched his face, wanting to say something, but the words in his heart were blocked in his throat and it was difficult to speak.

"You are awake, not in a dream."

"Water..." Liu Zhan frowned. "Throat hurts too much."

Song Fenglin hurriedly picked up water and fed him with a spoon, but Liu Zhan pursed his lips and refused to cooperate.

"I remember you didn't feed like this." I saw Liu Zhan's eyes were pitiful.

In fact, Liu Zhan himself couldn't tell whether the muddled memories of the past few days were a dream or reality. When he opened his eyes and saw Song Fenglin, he couldn't help but want to tease him when he was happy.

At this moment, Song Fenglin was sure that Liu Zhan was fully awake, if he used to like to drink or not, he would turn around as soon as the bowl was separated.

But this time, Song Fenglin took a sip of water and then lowered his head, the warm boiled water was slightly sweet.

Liu Zhan couldn't control it, he didn't care about drinking the water and immediately attacked the city and plundered the land, and kissed each other warmly and passionately until they were panting.

Seeing that Song Fenglin's eyes were full of luster, he turned his head and wanted to get up, Liu Zhan was enjoying the tenderness at this moment, how could he let him go so easily but hugged him even tighter, Song Fenglin was afraid that he would move his wound and dare not struggle, so he could only let him go with him.

"It can be regarded as alive." Liu Zhan hugged his sweetheart and closed his eyes with emotion.

Song Fenglin pressed against Liu Zhan's shoulder, and Liu Zhan stroked the back of his neck gently.

Suddenly Liu Zhan felt some dampness in the hollow of his shoulders, and hurriedly wanted to raise Song Fenglin's face, but Song Fenglin grabbed his clothes and refused to raise his head.

The two have known each other and got along for six years. The Song Fenglin Liu Zhan knew was extremely stubborn.

I remember the first time he went to the ground, the blisters on both hands were worn out, and the hands were full of blood, but he frowned, and Liu Zhan never saw Song Fenglin lower his head on anything.

Liu Zhan had never seen Song Fenglin shed tears, and he really panicked at this moment.

"Don't cry, isn't it all right? I won't accept this order from Lord Yan. Don't cry, huh? Baby?"

Liu Zhan had never coaxed anyone in his two lifetimes, and his bewildered appearance was ridiculous, but Song Fenglin was in no mood to laugh at him.

Song Fenglin didn't know what was wrong with him, but when Liu Zhan woke up, the high wall in his heart suddenly collapsed.

Soon Song Fenglin realized that he was afraid, he was really afraid, if there was no Liu Zhan, how would he persist in his life that should have collapsed long ago?

"Daughter-in-law? Honey?" Liu Zhan kissed his forehead, feeling his heart clenched in silent tears.

"I'm sorry I made you worry."

Suddenly, Liu Zhan let out a painful gasp, which scared Song Fenglin to look up, but he was dragged to bed the next moment.

"Shhh, don't move, sleep with me for a while." Liu Zhan hugged him, and didn't dare to make any big movements because the wound was still hurting. Just now, pulling Song Fenglin to bed had already caused a sharp pain in his abdomen. At this moment, Liu Zhan I dare not take any more action.

"Let me take a look first." Song Fenglin was worried and hurriedly lifted the quilt to check, and he was relieved when he saw that there was no blood seeping out.

"Go to sleep, I'll be fine." Liu Zhan opened his right hand to signal Song Fenglin to lie down.

After four days and four nights of sleepless nights, Song Fenglin was indeed tired. Now that he was sure that Liu Zhan was fine, he couldn't hold on any longer. Liu Zhan let him sleep and he fell asleep. In a blink of an eye, he fell asleep leaning against Liu Zhan.

It wasn't until Song Fenglin really fell asleep that Liu Zhan showed pain. The knife really almost killed him.

At noon, when the medicine came in, he saw Liu Zhan baring his teeth and grinning in pain.

"Boss!"

Liu Zhan immediately pulled up the quilt to cover Song Fenglin's face and whispered, "Put down the medicine and you can go out."

Huang Wushang pretended not to see the person sleeping in Liu Zhan's arms, put down the medicine and retreated behind the screen to ask again. "Boss, can I bring you something to eat?"

"No, I have no appetite." Liu Zhan said wearily. "You stand guard outside, and let them call me through the screen if something happens."

"Hey, good." Huang Wushi withdrew from the account. Although Liu Zhan couldn't eat, he still ordered the soldiers to cook some meat porridge for preparation.

When Huang Wushi just went out, he met Pei Gongli and hurriedly stopped him.

Seeing that Song Fenglin's clothes were dirty in the morning, Pei Gongli went back to the city and bought two changes of clothes for him, but Huang Wushi stopped him from entering the room.

"Master Liu woke up and fell asleep, Mr. Song also fell asleep, you go back first and come back tomorrow." Huang Wushi blocked the door like a door god, his eyes were full of guard.

Pei Gongli wanted to find an official position, but he hadn't received a letter of approval after mentioning it to Song Fenglin in the morning, and now he wanted to go in even more when he heard that Liu Zhan was awake.

"It's not that I didn't go in when Mr. Liu was asleep, what are you doing to stop him?" Pei Gongli was very unhappy.

Comparing Huang Wushi's attitude towards Mr. Song, Pei Gongli became even more depressed, and he was even more sure that Mr. Song's identity was not simple.

At noon, oil and salt do not enter. "It's the same with what you want to give me, and I will pass it on to Mr. Song."

At this moment, Liu Zhan coughed from the tent, Huang Wushi was stunned for a moment, and Pei Gongli slipped under his armpit.

"Master Liu, you're awake!" Pei Gongli took two steps and jumped into the back of the screen, and then he was stunned.

Song Fenglin turned his back to them, sleeping soundly with his head resting on Liu Zhan's arm. Although he couldn't see his face, the extremely intimacy couldn't deceive anyone.

"Didn't I say don't let anyone in?" Liu Zhan turned cold.

"I'm sorry!" Huang Wushi quickly grabbed Pei Gongli by the collar and carried him out.

At this moment, Pei Gongli was already dumbfounded, how could he never have imagined that the two had such a relationship?Moreover, why did he suddenly have an unknown fire.

"Give me the clothes, and you can get out!" Huang Wushi snatched the package from Pei Gongli's hand in a vicious voice, and then pushed him a few steps away with a slap.

After waking up, Liu Zhan couldn't sleep anymore. The pain from the wound was like cutting out flesh with a knife. He could escape the coma before, but now it was a torment to fully wake up. The only comfort was the sweetheart in his arms.

Apart from taking medicine and drinking water, Liu Zhan couldn't eat anything, he couldn't stop sweating, and sometimes he couldn't stop gasping when the pain was severe.

After two hours of sleep, Song Fenglin woke up. Seeing that Liu Zhan was in pain, he hurriedly asked Huang Wushi to call for Doctor Ma.

Physician Ma gave Liu Zhan an injection and re-prescribed the medicine. He said bluntly that at least ten days and a half months would be required for the pain to fully scab and the wound would grow and firm before gradually getting better. Liu Zhan had no choice but to suffer.

Three days later, Cao Zhuang came back with Cenzhou Army. Because Liu Zhan was still unable to get up, Song Fenglin took care of all the affairs in the camp.

On this day, several military officers including Cao Zhuang were reporting to work in Liu Zhan's tent, and Liu Zhan was still lying down.

Guo Donghu reported: "We found all the war horses at Furongpingding, and captured more than 3000 Yan Army war horses, all of which were brought back together."

Cao Zhuang's eyes lit up. "Yan army horses, these are good horses! Mr. Song, can we keep these horses?"

Behind the desk, Song Fenglin stopped his straight hand and thought for a while. "Take these war horses into our camp first, and ask for a reward when Liu Zhan recovers from his injuries in a few days. Presumably, Prince Rui won't mind."

Wei Chenggui was more thoughtful and immediately thought of a question. "Do you need to report to the general?"

Song Fenglin said: "No need, we don't need to report to the general for anything we do from now on, the Cenzhou army is the barracks directly under Prince Rui's command, and Prince Rui is the governor of Northern Xinjiang."

"This... we are not afraid that the general will blame us?" Zhang Xiaoman asked in a low voice.

Song Fenglin sighed and put down his pen. He got up and brushed the wrinkled Confucian shirt, and then walked to everyone in a leisurely manner. Cao Zhuang hurriedly stood up.

"Sit down, I'll make tea." Song Fenglin signaled everyone to sit down. He sat in front of the stove in the account and turned on the charcoal, and added some tea to the kettle.

Song Fenglin brewed good tea, and the heat and time were properly adjusted, and the room was filled with the fragrance of tea in a short while.

"What do you think the relationship between the General and Prince Rui will be like in the future?" Song Fenglin asked while watching the fire.

Guo Donghu was the first to speak. "Isn't the Great General Prince Rui's real uncle? The broken bone is still connected to the tendon, so it should be reconciled."

Zhang Xiaoman immediately refuted. "So what about my own mother-in-law? An uncle who can abandon his own nephew at a critical moment can still be an uncle? According to me, it will definitely turn his face."

Wei Chenggui said: "Prince Rui is relying on the General Zhang Luo's military affairs in Beijiang, if he really turns his back on the Great General, Prince Rui can't get things done, according to me, he won't turn his face."

Cao Zhuang touched his head. "I also don't think it will turn my face." But he couldn't say why.

Another newly promoted deputy lieutenant, Jiang Changlin, said: "If Prince Rui wants to be the crown prince, he still has to rely on the Zhou family. This is not kind to the general, but the general does not represent the Zhou family. Prince Rui looks at it for the sake of the Zhou family. It shouldn't turn your face."

Zhang Xiaoman said: "If we don't turn our backs, then do we have to ask the general for instructions?"

The question came back again, and everyone looked at Song Fenglin.

Song Fenglin shared a bowl of tea with everyone, and he himself took a couple of sips from the cup, before speaking slowly. "My uncle pushed himself out as a target in order to survive, would you hate it?"

Several men answered without hesitation. "hatred!"

Song Fenglin's gentle and pleasant voice said again: "However, you still rely on this uncle who betrayed you to get the crown prince, what should you do?"

For a moment, everyone hesitated.

Cao Zhuang said: "Forbearance!"

Song Fenglin nodded. "Prince Rui and the General will not break up now, even if Prince Rui becomes the crown prince, they will not break up, because the power of the Zhou family is overwhelming, even Prince Rui dare not turn against the General, why can we?"

This really caught these guys with well-developed limbs and simple minds.

Song Fenglin said slowly: "Contingency strategy, the law of opportunity, power for profit, strategy for wisdom, this is strategy."

The current relationship between Zhou Chan and Prince Rui is like the first snow on thin ice, no one dares to take a step forward, for fear of angering the other party and causing everything to fall apart.

In such a delicate balance, Liu Zhan's Cenzhou Battalion took over Zhou Chan's move to stand in line, to show his attitude and position of being loyal to Prince Rui.

Other battalions dare not and cannot stand in line, but Cenzhou Battalion can, because Liu Zhan risked his life to rescue Prince Rui, so he has the qualification to stand in line, Zhou Chan can't attack Liu Zhan yet.

In the future, Zhou Chan could only praise Liu Zhan for any rewards Prince Rui gave him, but he could not express his dissatisfaction, because Zhou Chan was not qualified to criticize Liu Zhan who saved Prince Rui.

Moving Liu Zhan means that Zhou Chan has been convicted of framing Prince Rui. He divides the troops before the battle, and let Prince Rui face the Yan army's pursuit alone. The light point is to frame his nephew, and the key point is to frame Da Chu.

In case Prince Rui was really captured, Zhou Chan's killing a hundred times would not be enough to calm the anger of Emperor Xuan and his courtiers.

This is tactics, seeking the right benefits for oneself at the right time.

Song Fenglinzai explained in detail that what he said to everyone was to enlighten them. In the future, the more officials become bigger, they will no longer be able to deal with things directly. They have to think twice before doing everything.