After the general fell ill

For a while, I just hoped that the medicine would be boiled sooner.

On the other side, Li Yi picked up the heart of the candle, and said worriedly: "When you get better, go back to Guangyang and let the imperial doctor take a good look."

Su Ce watched the dancing candles quietly, shook his head and said, "Ziyan, let's not talk about this, is there any news?"

Li Yi put down the scissors, sat on the round stool opposite the bed, and replied: "Duanzhou and Yuzhou have surrendered under the watch."

Su Ce nodded and said, "The rest will come soon."

The two chatted a few more words about military affairs, and Doctor Chen pushed the door in with a medicine bowl in hand.

When he was about to close the door and leave, Su Ce said to Li Yi, "Go and rest, too."

After both of them left, Su Ce picked up the steaming bowl of soup and drank it without hesitation.

No matter how his illness is recuperated, it is just a drop in the bucket and a way to comfort himself.

Three years ago, the poisoned wine from the assassin ruined his already seriously injured body. Since then, no matter what he does, he is fighting for time with Lord Hades.

From the beginning of the first emperor Tuogu who died in the assassination two years ago, until the plan to destroy Zheng that had been planned for many years was finally realized.

He seized the time and lived up to the late emperor's entrustment.

There is only one Qin country left, and there will be no obstacles.

However, Su Ce had a faint sense of foreboding. This was his instinct for foreseeing danger that he had honed over the years of fighting.

With this powerful instinct alone, even when he was ill, he could pull out the sword next to his pillow in time to kill the assassin with one blow.

When he realized it again, the clothes were already sticking to his body like Cao Yi's clothes were dripping out of water. Su Ce pulled off the scarlet forehead band tied to his forehead with one hand.

The sweaty forehead was getting darker and darker, in stark contrast to Su Ce's pale palms.

"Cough...cough cough..." Su Ce hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, suppressing his coughing.

Waiting for the panting to subside, he slowly spread his palms, the thick blood mixed with the red forehead, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Su Ce gathered up his forehead band and wiped the blood from his hands. He looked calm, as if he was used to it.

Perhaps, half of this danger comes from himself, and his body may not be able to support the day when Qin is destroyed and the world is unified.

Thinking of this, Su Ce cut out the candle and lay down quietly on the bed.

About half an hour later, Su Ce turned over again with difficulty, tightly covering his stomach with one hand, and frowned.

The side effects of the drug came as expected.

He was used to what was expected.

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2. Urgent report

"The emperor died?"

The call to action spread from Su Ce's hands covered thirty states in the south of the Yangtze River. In just ten days, all states surrendered one after another.

The fall of Zheng State did not seem to arouse the interest of Qin State.The fierce tiger beside Yan Guo, even if it was just lying still, was still dreadful.

Nine years ago, Xiao Jiang, the prefect of Xialiang, occupied the northwest and proclaimed himself emperor. The country was named Qin, and the Yuan Dynasty was established.

Xiao Jiang was born in the Xiao family in Zezhou. Although it is not as good as the famous families, it is also a family whose ancestors have served as officials for three generations and were under the shadow of the Jin Dynasty.

He had passed his forties, and because he saw through the festering inside of the flashy appearance of the Jin Dynasty, when Meng Xian captured Chang'an, he set up an army in Xialiang.

In just two years, the Northwest was unified and the sword pointed at Chang'an.

At this time, Meng Xian killed many generals who followed him, including Han Liang's elder brother, on the pretext of various false charges.

When Han Liang broke away from Meng Xian to rule the south of the Yangtze River, Xiao Jiang saw this suitable opportunity to take advantage of the fact that Meng Xian's soldiers and generals were all eccentric, and took Chang'an in one go.

From then on, the capital was set in this former capital, and Meng Xian was killed by his subordinates when the army was defeated.

Then go east to completely unify the north, and Xiao Jiang's reign in the world will be just around the corner.

However, Xiao Jiang's plan was disrupted by a rebel army of reckless origin.

Their leader is the future Yan Kingdom's first monarch, the former emperor Su Ce recalled——Liang Mao.

While Liang Mao was rising day by day, Han Liang from Jiangnan also grew stronger, and he and Xiao Jiang were divided into three parts of the world.

The world is not owned by these three heroes. Liang Mao died of assassination two years ago, Xiao Jiang died of illness three years ago, and Han Liang was killed by his own son a year ago.

The weight of the artifact rested on the shoulders of their sons.

Unlike Han Meng who murdered his father and usurped the throne, the current Qin Emperor Xiao Zhuo was the crown prince when Xiao Jiang proclaimed himself emperor, and his succession was justified.

However, Liang Yu, the emperor of Yan Kingdom, was only a 12-year-old girl.

The tragedy of the young ruler of Yan State stemmed from the assassination of Liang Mao. The unpredictable assassination not only took away his life, but also took away his queen and two sons.

A country cannot live without a king, and Liang Mao finally entrusted his daughter Liang Yu and the future of Yan to his most trusted person.

At night, Su Ce was patrolling the barracks. This was a habit he had left behind when he recruited [-] refugees into the army.

In the past, he patrolled alone, but today there is an extra Li Yi behind him who should be handling the baggage matters.

Li Yi is the general he promoted in the past two years, he is usually taciturn, but his martial arts is rare.

He silently followed behind Su Ce, quietly observing the resolute figure in front of him.

Although Su Ce's complexion was a little pale, he didn't look sick. Even his pale lips were bloody when he got sick that day. No one would think that he was seriously ill.

But Li Yi knew that Su Ce must have concealed his illness, and the big one turned into a small one, and the small one turned into a small one.

Perhaps it was to stabilize the morale of the army, Li Wei insisted that he was on a patrol while sick, perhaps he returned to Guangyang to stabilize the situation as soon as possible, and that was also to prevent the little emperor from worrying.If Su Ce knew what he was thinking, he would have to admire his power of observation.

After looking around, Su Ce didn't show any discomfort.

Li Yi looked at him suspiciously, hesitated to speak, and finally could only turn around and go back to do his unfinished business.

Su Ce watched his back disappear into the corner of the military tent, and breathed a sigh of relief.

In early spring and February, Su Ce arranged all the affairs in the south of the Yangtze River, and led his army across the river to return to Guangyang, the capital of Yan.

After a day of rapid travel, Su Ce ordered the army to station in Yizhou, which is surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The scenery in Yizhou is beautiful and pleasant. In early spring, the mountains and plains are full of golden rapeseed flowers.

Su Ce led two soldiers to the highest slope of the mountain, admiring the scenery while observing the terrain.His brows and eyes were slightly stretched, and he was in a very comfortable mood.

It seems that even the helpless disease has been cured by this beautiful scenery.

The two soldiers stood neatly behind him. Su Ce was bathed in the cold wind of early spring. What he was thinking of was not the little emperor in Guangyang, nor the emperor of Qin who made him fearful and vigilant.

He thought of a man he had also met in early spring and February.

The face in memory flashed by, Su Ce's eyes flickered slightly, and the blood of the aristocratic family that had been dormant for a long time began to move around.

He wants to sing poetry.

Write a poem for this young man in fresh clothes and angry horse who only existed seven years ago.

There are too many beautiful words in the world. Su Ce thought of many words, but couldn't make up a whole poem praising the other party.

Just as he was still thinking about the poem, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"General, there are envoys from Guangyang." It was Li Yi.

Su Ce interrupted his thoughts in time and hurried down the mountain with Li Yi.

After seeing Su Ce, the envoy of Guangyang stepped forward and knelt down on the ground, holding up a wooden box with three feathers inserted in his hands. This is——

Red Ling urgent report!

Looking at the clothes of the envoy in front of him again, the gold medal for passing through the city hanging on his waist is the red feather emergency envoy who will only be dispatched when there is urgent information.

Su Ce opened the wooden box with a solemn expression. What happened to Guangyang, unexpectedly dispatched Hong Ling's envoy to find him.

Su Ce quickly unfolded the cloth in the wooden box. After reading ten lines at a glance, he carefully read each word three or four times, and then handed it to Li Yi beside him.

"This?" Li Yi took it with a puzzled expression, and showed a look of astonishment after reading it.

"Call all the generals together." Su Ce ordered the soldiers around him.

In the large tent of the Chinese army, there was a terrain sand table in the front, and a map hanging in the back. Su Ce, who was sitting in the center, passed on the urgent report for the generals to pass on.

"The emperor is dead?" This was everyone's first reaction.

Everyone looked at each other in blank disbelief.

Some generals analyzed: "Your Majesty has experienced the assassination incident of the late emperor. Although he survived by chance, his body is getting weaker and weaker."

"Your Majesty is only 12 years old. Before our army set off, she went out of the city to see her off. How long has it passed? Do you think she will die soon?" Someone quickly refuted.

Su Ce: "Your Majesty is indeed in poor health."

As soon as he opened his mouth, needles could be heard in the noisy tent just now, and all the generals looked at him in unison.

"Urgent retribution was sent by Prime Minister Wang." Su Ce came to a conclusion first, and then said: "After the late emperor was assassinated and died two years ago, there is only one heir left, His Majesty. Your Majesty is young and unmarried. The country will be in chaos."

Su Ce stood up, received the emergency report from the general, glanced casually, raised his eyes to look around and said, "Whether it's true or not, we will find out when we return to Guangyang."

The army was repaired for less than half a day, and marched immediately at night.

Su Ce only led a team of 5000 men and horses to travel thousands of miles. In order to prevent Qin State from being suspicious, the rest of the soldiers returned at their original pace.

There were only less than three hundred miles away from Guangyang, and Su Ce's horse had already changed, but he still thought it was not fast enough, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were as deep as a cold pool.

He rode his horse through the mountains and forests, his heart returning like an arrow.

The 12-year-old girl Emperor Liang Yu is the youngest daughter of Liang Mao. If his father had never risen, she would only be an ordinary peasant girl.

Su Ce is different from them, he is an outlier.

In the eyes of those family members, choosing to follow a group of mud-legged people