[Rebirth] General waiting for my return

The dark prison cell was filled with a musty smell because it hadn't seen the sun all year round.

Li Yu may not be a person who loves Xingshi to inquire about crimes. There are almost no prisoners here, only one person is detained in each of the cells at the two ends. Presumably he does not want them to communicate with each other.

Zhao Qingming held a torch and walked towards one of the cells.

The person locked inside heard the footsteps, looked up, was stunned for a moment, and asked, "General Zhao?"

"Rong An, do you know why I spared your life?" Zhao Qingming said.

"I don't know." Rong An, who was dressed in a prison uniform, was obviously not in a good mood, not because he had been tortured, but because he hadn't gotten used to life in prison.

Zhao Qingming said: "Because you left room with Lord Hou."

"Slave..." Rong An said with some embarrassment: "The slave was bewitched by Lidong before, and gave medicine to His Majesty privately. Since then, His Majesty has become... The slave is also afraid that Lord Hou will blame him, so he dare not tell the truth."

"What about now? Are you afraid of death?" Zhao Qingming asked.

"For the crime of regicide, death is a cheap slave." Rong An was very calm, perhaps knowing that everything was a foregone conclusion, but he had nothing to fear.

"It's cheap for you." Zhao Qingming said: "Take your life for his life"

"General Zhao, I know that once things come to light, I will inevitably die. I am afraid of death after all, otherwise I wouldn't have been recruited as soon as you asked me." Rong An said: "But whether you believe it or not, the antidote matter I really don't know."

Zhao Qingming sneered and said, "Why did Lord Hou ask you to make nails?"

Rong An said with a face of shame: "Probably I can't find a more suitable one. I am His Majesty's personal servant, and I am greedy for life and afraid of death. I can't stand threats and temptations."

Zhao Qingming looked at the other party and pondered for a moment, then said, "Tell me the clue to the antidote, and I can consider not killing you."

Rong An was a little surprised when he heard the words, but there was no joy on his face. He said, "I don't hate Your Majesty, especially the current Majesty. I really don't want him to die. I really don't know about the antidote."

Zhao Qingming's face was extremely ugly when he heard the words. He was silent for a long time, and then he heard Rong An said: "Master Hou gave me a pill at the beginning. I was afraid that the dose would be too heavy, so I decided to use half of it. On the pen holder, the amount used is difficult to control, so it should not arouse Hou Ye's suspicion."

Zhao Qingming looked puzzled, and heard Rong An say, "I still have the remaining half of the pill."

In the cold central capital, there is no sign of rejuvenation at all. Even if there is no wind, it will make people feel cold.

The poison in Tan Muqiu's body became more and more severe, and he would fall asleep from time to time.While guarding carefully, the guards outside Ninghe Hall also became a little bit like soldiers.

Wuyun was arranged by Zhao Qingming in the apse, not only to guard against Zhao Duanwu, but also to see him whenever he wanted.Although he was not very happy, there was nothing he could do. In front of Zhao Qingming, he had no room to resist, and even the halo of being a monk would automatically go out in front of Zhao Qingming.

This is fate, Wuyun thinks.Maybe it was because he owed the other party something in his previous life.

"Where did you find this thing?" Wuyun lay on the table and stared at the half-brown small pill repeatedly for a while, then leaned closer to smell it, and said, "It's the same as the poison painted on that pen." Same kind."

Zhao Qingming said: "What is the medicinal property of this half pill?"

"Twelve hours." Wu Yun said: "It can live up to twelve hours. At the beginning, His Majesty only glued some, and was poisoned one after another, so the onset of toxicity was slow, but it was already fatal. If this The amount of half a grain can only last for twelve hours at most."

Zhao Qingming nodded, and asked again: "If I get the antidote, can you prepare it accordingly?"

"It's [-]% sure. After all, after seeing the antidote after reading □□, it will be much easier to figure out the few medicines that are more difficult to grasp." Wuyun suddenly said in confusion: "If you get When it comes to understanding the medicine, why don’t you just give it to His Majesty? That’s a [-]% certainty.”

Zhao Qingming put away the half pill, and said, "You don't need to know now, I will tell you when the time comes. You first prepare all the medicinal materials that will probably be used to prepare the antidote, and I will let Shang Waiting personally cooperate with you."

Wuyun sighed helplessly, but had no choice but to agree.

Before Zhao Qingming got up to leave, he asked again: "How long can he last?"

"At least five days, at most half a month." Wu Yun said.

"How long will it take you to find all the medicinal materials and prepare the antidote?" Zhao Qingming asked again.

Wu Yun thought for a while and said, "To be on the safe side, at least three days."

Zhao Qingming nodded, and left with a serious face.

Because Tan Muqiu was falling asleep, only one candle was lit in the Ninghe Hall.

When Zhao Qingming opened the door and entered, there was no one else in the hall, coupled with the dim light, there was a feeling of lifelessness.

Zhao Qingming suddenly panicked, and walked to the couch in three steps at a time.Tan Muqiu on the couch was pale and his eyes were closed.Zhao Qingming raised his trembling hand and probed Tan Muqiu's neck to make sure that the other party was still alive.

Tan Muqiu seemed to feel something, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he woke up.

"You're back?" Tan Muqiu smiled lightly and sat up, obviously not fully awake.

Zhao Qingming's eyes suddenly turned red, and then he couldn't help but embrace the other party in his arms.The other party was a little dazed, and then he came to his senses and raised his hand as if to push him away, but then he felt the body of the person holding him tremble slightly, and then there was warm liquid falling on his neck, so he raised his hand. The raised hand turned around and landed on his back, patting him lightly.

Tan Muqiu didn't remember Zhao Qingming crying, it seemed that he was always crying and the other party was coaxing him.Suddenly the other party was crying, and Tan Muqiu felt as if he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle, distressed and at a loss.

"Isn't heal yet?" Guessing that the other party was almost crying, Tan Muqiu asked cautiously.

It took a long time for Zhao Qingming to let go of the other party, but he lowered his head.

Tan Muqiu raised one hand, lifted the opponent's chin, and immediately saw the red eyes that were still wet.

Tan Muqiu felt his heart split into several petals.This is Zhao Qingming, no matter what time it is, this is the person who will make my heart feel bad.

When Zhao Qingming caught the other party's gaze, he subconsciously tried to avoid it, but the next moment he was hugged tightly by Tan Muqiu.Without hesitation, Zhao Qingming raised his hands to encircle the opponent forcefully, wishing to embrace the opponent into his soul.

A long time ago, he was used to such a hug, and now he has waited seven years for this hug.

For a long time, the two separated from each other.

"There is not much time left, and there are still many important things to do." Tan Muqiu felt a little guilty for his unsightly appearance, but he still took a purse from his pillow, which was exactly the one he asked Xuan Yiwei to check the year.

"This is what I got back when the Qin Mansion was on fire." Tan Muqiu took out a soldier talisman from his purse, handed it to Zhao Qingming, and said, "The Red Maple Camp used to only listen to my orders, and recognized people but not talismans. Now this The soldier talisman represents me, and with it, I can dispatch the Red Maple Battalion."

Zhao Qingming rubbed the soldier talisman in his hand, and said, "Have you thought about it all?"

"I still need to discuss with you." Tan Muqiu adjusted his sitting posture, looked at Zhao Qingming's face, and said cautiously: "I want to hand over the Red Maple Camp to you."

Zhao Qingming was taken aback when he heard the words, and said: "The Red Maple Camp is yours, so naturally you should give orders. If you don't want to continue your military career, entrust it to someone reliable, but I can't do it."

"Why not?" Tan Muqiu said, "The person I trust the most is you."

"I..." Zhao Qingming suddenly got angry, got up and took a few steps, turned his back to Tan Muqiu and said, "I have never led soldiers, and the Hongfeng Battalion is the most elite army in Dayu, so I can't command it."

Tan Muqiu said: "You can, I know. My father said when I was a child that your understanding of the art of war is much better than mine. If he was still alive, he would have recruited you into his subordinates long ago."

"I don't agree." After Zhao Qingming finished speaking, he got up angrily and went out.

Qin Muqiu didn't understand why the other party was suddenly angry, and the plan he had planned in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he spit out a mouthful of blood when his chest hurt in a hurry.

Zhao Qingming lingered outside the door for a while, then simply went to Wuyun's residence again.

After Wuyun heard about this matter, he couldn't understand where Zhao Qingming's anger came from, and instead he gave him a good rebuke.Later, when Zhao Qingming gradually regained his senses, he also felt that his temper was really inexplicable.

Tan Muqiu has been deeply poisoned, and he is thinking about the whereabouts of the Red Maple Camp, except that he really can't find a more suitable person to entrust him to, and his thoughts are indeed a bit selfish.

When Zhao Qingming came out of Wuyun's residence, he wondered how Tan Muqiu would explain his actions all the way.

Shang waited the whole time at the entrance of the hall, saw Zhao Qingming coming and hurried forward and said: "When I went to deliver dinner to His Majesty, I found that His Majesty vomited blood again."

"Why didn't you call me?" Zhao Qingming asked after hearing the words.

"Your Majesty has ordered, saying...don't make a fuss." Shang waited.

Zhao Qingming glared at Shangwai, then hurried into the Ninghe Hall.

Tan Muqiu had already fallen asleep, and woke up when he heard the movement.

Zhao Qingming hurriedly pressed Tan Muqiu who was about to get up, and said with a face of self-blame: "I've made up my mind, I will listen to you whatever you say. I can also manage Hongfeng Camp for you."

"Are you worried that after I leave the Red Maple Camp to you, I will find a country to herd cattle and farm?" Tan Muqiu saw the other party's expression and knew that he had guessed right, so he smiled and said: "I don't want to give up. .”

Is it because he is reluctant to give up Hongfeng camp or because he is not willing to give up Zhao Qingming?He didn't say.

Zhao Qingming suddenly couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and felt that he was really a stingy person in his heart.