My country is dead again [Rebirth]

It was raining a little on the road, and when He Xiaoman arrived in Lezhou, it was almost midnight, he took the battle report from the front and entered the palace gate at night, and went straight to Yongning Palace to find Xie Ruzhuo.

Yongning Palace was brightly lit, Xie Ruzhuo did not sleep, met Wan Lian outside the palace gate, he hesitated to speak to him, he was anxious to see Xie Ruzhuo, but he didn't care, opened the door and walked in.

Xie Ruzhuo was obviously waiting for him, he put his head on his hand and closed his eyes slightly, when he heard him coming in, he opened his eyes, stood up from the chair, ran over and hugged him: "Companion..."

He Xiaoman did not stop all the way, his clothes were still wet from the rain, and he patted Xie Ruzhuo on the back: "The main force of the Wanyang Army has temporarily retreated to Wuzhou, and a small number of elite soldiers have been secretly stationed in the mountains near Minzhou, waiting for you at any time. News from Minzhou. General Shen sent Qiu Ming over, and Dianzhou is at war."

"Yeah." Xie Ruzhuo's eyes were red and swollen, he hugged He Xiaoman tightly, pinched a corner of his clothes, bit his lip, and said in a hoarse voice, "Song Qinglai...maybe...it's not very good..."

He Xiaoman's mind buzzed for a moment, he ignored the etiquette, pushed Xie Ruzhuo away from his arms, and looked at him eagerly without blinking.

Xie Ruzhuo covered his eyes with both hands, and said softly: "People from the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple should go, Wan Lian is waiting for you at the door."

He Xiaoman looked at Xie Ruzhuo again in disbelief, realized something, turned around and ran, almost tripping over the threshold when he rushed out, Wan Lian quickly supported him.

"What's going on?" He Xiaoman took a long time to find his voice, and asked Wan Lian, "In Dongchang, when will it be the turn of the Ministry of Punishment and the Dali Temple?"

Wan Lian was afraid that He Xiaoman would fall again restlessly, so he kept holding his arm, feeling that his whole arm was shaking, and quickly told the cause and effect in a low voice: "Yesterday, your Majesty and Sun Bingde almost had a quarrel. The cabinet colluded with Pei Yuankai to blackmail His Majesty, demanded a thorough investigation into the treason of the Song family, and interrogated Song Qinglai. As a last resort, His Majesty agreed to take Song Qinglai into custody in Dongchang, and then the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and Metropolitan Procuratorate will jointly examine the case. Master Wei was also arrested. Temporarily confinement at home. There was an interrogation during the day, and the subordinates followed him all the time, but they didn't ask anything. They wanted to use punishment, but the subordinates stopped them and asked them to ask His Majesty for instructions, but His Majesty didn't agree."

"Then now...why?" He Xiaoman's eyes rolled with tears, and he was running fast all the way. Now he realizes that the inner thighs should be worn out, and his walking is a bit deep and shallow.

Wan Lian didn't seem to dare to continue, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, before saying: "Two articles came out from the Imperial College this morning, many people in the city went to the Lezhou government office together to plead for orders, saying that the court is protecting the Song family. His Majesty asked Mr. Du to investigate. Two students should have been bought by Sun Bingde's people. Mr. Du will deal with this later. Originally, His Majesty planned to suppress this matter, Song Qinglai wrote a letter in Dongchang himself, and asked the court to review it. , to restore the Song family's innocence, with a firm attitude, His Majesty can't hold him back. Then... Then people from the Ministry of Criminal Justice and Dali Temple went to interrogate, from noon to night... People from Dongchang were used. He will kill him, but...but then the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple didn't ask anything, and they went to call the people from Nanzhen Fusi, and Lord Wei was not there..."

There was also a light rain falling in Lezhou, Wan Lian couldn't continue talking, secretly looked at He Xiaoman's expression, couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears that slid across his face, and asked him for a long time: "Does Master Wei know? "

"Can you not know this?" Wan Lian said, "Master Wei handed over many memorials to the imperial court in one day, and begged His Majesty to let him go, but the courtiers disagreed. But it should be fine now, they have been interrogating for a long time. There is a sentence in the trial, it will probably be quiet tomorrow, His Majesty said to release Lord Wei, he was also insane for a day, and if he doesn't see Song Qinglai, he might have to force his way."

He Xiaoman didn't speak again, and was silently supported by Wan Lian to the East Factory. The initial tremor subsided, and he felt that this was what Song Qinglai would do. The young master of life, but once the Song family needs him, he is willing to die.

He said to himself before that in this life, everyone in the Song family is most sorry for his brother. Usually his brother protects the entire Song family, but his brother is also a flesh and blood body, and sometimes he can't support it, so he will support it. It won't embarrass the Song family.

When they arrived at the gate of the East Factory, Wei Yang also came to see them at night. When he met them, he hurried forward and asked, "How is Qinglai?"

"Lord Wei, Governor just returned to Lezhou, and he hasn't seen him yet." Wan Lian saw that he was going to lose weight these days, his eyes were bloodshot, and he felt uncomfortable, "Don't worry..."

"How can I not be worried?" Wei Yang walked in with them, gritted his teeth, "Qinglai grew up so big, his father never beat him, he never suffered anything..." Thinking of this, he asked He Xiaoman, "Is there any news from Tingyan?"

The eaves of the court are Song Qingge's name, He Xiaoman shook his head: "No. But His Majesty has already made arrangements, Lord Wei need not worry."

Wan Lian called a subordinate to ask, "Have the people from the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple left?"

"Just left." The subordinate also heaved a sigh of relief seeing He Xiaoman came back.

When He Xiaoman and Wei Yang heard this, they hurried to the prison together. When they arrived at the torture room, the two subordinates just put down Song Qinglai who was tied to the torture rack. people.

"Qinglai..." He Xiaoman probed for his breath with trembling hands. After several times, he was sure that he was breathing weakly. He wiped off the dirty blood on his face. Pain on yourself.

Wei Yang's eyes were wet, Song Qinglai's whole body was covered with wounds, the pipa bone was nailed through, blood was still oozing from the bloody hole, his fingers were dripping with blood, and it was hard to see whether the nails were still there, those whip wounds were nothing, the most serious It was the left rib, all the skin and flesh were cracked, the bones were dense, and the meat between the ribs was all gone.

He Xiaoman obviously saw it too, and looked at Wei Yang in a daze, as if everyone was dumbfounded.

"Jin Yiwei plays the pipa with ribs as strings and sharp knives. This is considered easy." Wei Yang explained, picked up Song Qing who was unconscious, and asked, "Can I call the imperial doctor? Or go out and look for it?" a doctor?"

He Xiaoman wiped away his tears, led the way, and said, "Call the imperial physician, and go to my room. People are going to lose their temper. Let's see how they continue to interrogate."

Wan Lian took people to the imperial hospital overnight to bring the imperial physician who was on duty at night, and ran so fast with the imperial physician who was over sixty years old that the imperial physician's feet never touched the ground. Thrilling frightened past.

"The injury on the left rib is the most serious, but everything else is fine." The imperial doctor spoke slowly, and He Xiaoman and Wei Yang couldn't keep up with the speed of their conversation, so he could only say, "This The injury is troublesome, and the ribs here will still hurt in the future, alas, let’s take care of it slowly, anyway, I’m still young and have a good body, so there shouldn’t be any major problems.”

When cleaning the wound on the left rib, Song Qinglai was woken up once in a lifetime. The imperial physician poured down a bowl of wine mercilessly, and the blood flowed out. Song Qinglai’s screams made everyone dare not look at it. The imperial physician could not cut it off with a knife. Repair the broken flesh that can only be removed, and sew back the flesh that can still stick. At this time, Song Qinglai was so painful that he couldn't make a sound, his eyes were dull, and cold sweat was dripping down.

He Xiaoman wanted to grab his hand, but was afraid of touching the wound on his hand, so he put his hand to his mouth: "Bite me, don't bite your own tongue."

Song Qinglai heard his voice, the light in his eyes slowly closed, he opened his mouth, and asked intermittently after a long time: "My brother...found...have you...?"

"Also... well, I found it." He Xiaoman looked at him with a smile, and said softly, "General Song is fine, so you can't be fine either."

Song Qinglai raised his hand and held his hand with difficulty: "Did they... believe it? The Song family... didn't... rebel... my brother won't... won't cooperate with the enemy..."

He Xiaoman couldn't help crying again, nodded and said: "I believe it."

Song Qinglai probably felt very tired too, upon hearing this, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

After treating all the wounds, and then changing the blood-soaked bedding, it was Yin time, and Wei Yang didn't go back. He stayed here with He Xiaoman, occasionally talking in a low voice to exchange the situation of Beijing and Chizhou. Rest with your head supported.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Qinglai still hadn't woken up, and had a little fever. Another doctor came to see her, and said that it was a normal reaction, and the wound should be taken care of carefully, and some medicines for nourishing qi and blood were prescribed.

Wei Yang went to Jinyiwei, came back at noon, and said to He Xiaoman: "In the morning, His Majesty said that Song Qinglai had only one breath left, and asked the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple if there was nothing in the interrogation. No one spoke, and Sun Bingde brought the topic to Wan Yang went, saying that the Wanyang army's morale was not stable, and the court should send someone to temporarily take over the Wanyang military power, presumably because Pei Yuankai took over temporarily, and His Majesty quarreled with him again." He glanced at Song Qinglai, and said, "Your Majesty let Don't worry, he told the courtiers that Song Qinglai will be the only witness for this matter, and nothing will happen. Even if you recuperate your injuries here, the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple used all means yesterday, and you even went to Nanzhen Fusi. If you didn't ask half a word, you'd be ashamed and ashamed, you are all people who want to save face, and you won't think about interrogating again."

He Xiaoman nodded and asked him, "What about you? What did they say?"

"Since Qinglai refused to admit that the Song family had rebelled, and the court announced the result of the interrogation, and the city has stopped, I don't have to be locked up at home." Wei Yang said, "But Sun Bingde and the others said that the matter has completely come to light. If you can’t rule out the suspicion, I won’t be allowed to handle Jin Yiwei’s affairs, so I went around in circles in the morning.”

He Xiaoman's eyes were cold, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and said: "Then you should stay in Dongchang too, it's safer here." He thought for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Did you also talk to General Song before?" Did you stay together in the Wanyang Army?"

Wei Yang replied: "My father was the deputy general of General Song. When my sister married, both parents passed away. I was raised by General Song as a son. I was in the army with Ting Yan when I was young. Later, the late Emperor sympathized with my parents who sacrificed their lives for the country, and enshrined me as a thousand household guards of Jinyi, so I went to Pingdu."

"That is to say...you are familiar with the situation in the army in Wanyang?" He Xiaoman said, "Is it okay to fight?"

Wei Yang understood a little bit, and asked, "Do you want His Majesty to send me to Wanyang?"

"Qinglai definitely can't go. There is no one else in the Song family. Someone must go back to take charge of the overall situation and stabilize the morale of the army. It is also to let everyone see that the Song family is not empty and let outsiders intervene." He Xiaoman's eyes flashed ruthlessly Li Zhishen said, "You are the most suitable."

"I also go back to Wanyang every year. The situation in the army is familiar. But the war..." Wei Yang couldn't explain, "I hardly ever went to the battlefield. I went to Tingyan when I was a teenager, but Mr. Song The general's whole heart is to train him, and he doesn't care about Qinglai and me. Let me go with him to learn a lot. Afterwards, he never came into contact with military affairs again, and almost forgot all the military books he had read. The court eaves ratio is far worse."

"It doesn't matter." He Xiaoman comforted, "The Song family has also run the business in Wanyang for several generations, and the Wanyang Army still has this bit of loyalty, otherwise they wouldn't be in a hurry to ask the court to rescue General Song. The fight will be left to Song The general’s deputy general, you can just go to the army and sit in charge.”

Wei Yang was also very worried about the situation in Wanyang. His sister must be dying of anxiety when such a big event happened. Someone must go back to report the news, and someone must go back to support the Song family. We can't let others bully the Song family. He nodded and said: "As long as the court agrees, I will go back to Wanyang. The Song family has been kind to me in nurturing me, and I am also half of the Song family. Now that the Song family is in trouble, and Qinglai is like this, how can I sit idly by?"

He Xiaoman said: "I will discuss this matter with His Majesty, and it will definitely be settled."

Wei Yang asked: "Who is the person His Majesty said to save Tingyan?"

"Your Majesty said something in his letter to me, and he should tell Shen Ci the specifics." He Xiaoman said, "Your Majesty said it was Zhabusu."

Wei Yang froze for a moment: "Who?"

"Ild's fourth son." He Xiaoman explained, "He has a caravan in the south of Suifang, very close to Chizhou. He has already written to him and made a deal. He should agree to save General Song."

The author has something to say: Zhabusu: I am miserable, really, I only knew that I might not get it back after borrowing money, but I didn’t expect that the debtor would repeatedly squeeze me.

Xiao Xie: You are the contemporary Lei Feng (thumbs up)