Wei Liao gently put down Yu Ji's white wrist and walked out of the tent with a serious expression.

Xiang Zhuang followed him out of the tent and asked, "Military advisor, how is the situation of the wife?"[]

Wei Liao stroked his long beard under his chin and sighed, "General, the wife is worried and sick, and she is in a state of difficulty. She was bound to think of the former king by the Wujiang River just now, so she fainted. Judging from the current situation, the situation is very bad."

Xiang Zhuang suddenly changed his complexion slightly and said in a deep voice: "What the military advisor means is that the wife is gone?"

"That's not the case." Wei Liao shook his head and said, "If you can untie the knot in your wife's heart and make her mood cheerful, your illness can be cured without medicine."

Xiang Zhuang was suddenly silent and untied Yu Ji's heart? How easy is it!

Unless Xiang Yu reborn, who can untie Yu Ji’s heart?

Wei Liao sighed and said, "General, I will still prescribe a medicine before turning around, which is better than nothing..." Before he finished speaking, Wei Liao shivered again.

Xiang Zhuang felt nervous and said quickly: "Military advisor, you might as well go back and rest."

Wei Liao nodded, wrapped the white tiger skin cloak tighter on his body, and turned around and left.

When Xiang Zhuang walked into Yu Ji's tent again, Yu Ji had already woken up, but his complexion was very different. His pretty face, which was as white as jade, seemed dull at this time. The pair of beautiful eyes, which were as bright as stars, did not have any charm at this time, and it gave people the feeling that it was empty and had no focus.

As the saying goes, heart disease still needs to be treated with heart medicine. Who will treat Yu Ji’s heart disease?

Xiang Zhuang asked himself that he didn't have the ability, but just watched Yu Jixiang die?

After hesitating for a moment, Xiang Zhuang still advised: "Madam, the previous king has gone, but you have to live. When the previous king entrusted you to the Du Zheng, he repeatedly reminded you to protect you... Madam, if you have a few shortcomings and come to the nine fountains, what will the Du Zheng face the previous king?"

Yu Ji ignored it and just looked ahead with a hollow look.

Xiang Zhuang wanted to persuade him a few more words, but for a moment he really didn't know what to say, so he had to sigh and withdrew from the tent with some depression. However, before leaving, he repeatedly reminded the two teams of female soldiers serving Yu Ji to be alert and report it immediately if they find something wrong.

When she returned to her big tent, she happened to see Wei Yue coming out with Ying Zhen's support. Baili Yishui and Qin Yu followed behind them. Baili Yishui was like a happy bird, chirping and talking nonstop. This little girl came to Jiangnan for the first time, and everything here made her feel novel.

Qin Yu just dealt with Baili Yishui in a mess.

Qin Yu's eyes never left Ying Zhen. Qin Yu never had a good impression of Ying Zhen and always kept his vigilance.

Seeing that it was Xiangzhuang, the four girls quickly greeted each other.

After saluting, Wei Yue straightened his waist with some difficulty and said, "Husband, I heard that Mrs. Yu is sick. Yue Niang and Sister Shiman want to see her."

"Well, that's fine." Xiang Zhuang said suddenly, his heart moved. Wei Yue, a little girl, is naturally kind, but has a kind of innate affinity. She seems to be able to get along well with everyone. Let her and Ying Zhen talk to Yu Ji more, and maybe she can really untie Yu Ji's knot. She immediately reminded her, "If you have time in the future, you can go and spend more time with Mrs. Yu."

Wei Yue and Ying Zhen agreed and went there gracefully with Baili Yishui and Qin Yu.

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It was late at night and Xiang Zhuang was just lying down when Jin Xiang's voice suddenly came from outside the tent: "General, the military advisor is almost out of his way!"

"What?!" Xiang Zhuang was shocked when he heard this. He immediately rose up from the couch. Ying Zhen, who was lying beside Xiang Zhuang, also quickly got up and hurriedly dressed for Xiang Zhuang. When Ying Zhen brought a bearskin cloak to put on Xiang Zhuang, Xiang Zhuang had already hurriedly put on the long horse boots, opened the curtain again, and walked out strode.

Jin Xiang outside the tent immediately came forward and bowed to Xiangzhuang.

Xiang Zhuang waved his hand and said as he walked: "Jin Xiang, what's going on?"

"I don't know if the last general." Jin Xiang said with a bitter face, "But just now, news came from over there that the military advisor was almost out of service, so I asked General, you should go there quickly."

Xiang Zhuang's heart sank and he immediately accelerated his pace.

The Xiangzhuang tent was only a few dozen steps away from the Wei Liao's tent. In less than a moment, Xiangzhuang arrived outside the Wei Liao tent. He saw that more than a dozen people had gathered outside the tent, but they were all wounded doctors in the army.

Seeing Xiang Zhuang, the injured doctor who was racking his brains to discuss the condition, he bowed to him.

Xiang Zhuang waved his hand and asked, "The military advisor is still fine during the day, why does it suddenly fail?"

More than a dozen injured doctors smiled bitterly, saying that the military advisor was old and had just gotten used to the dry and cold weather in the north, but suddenly he returned to the cold and humid south. He was not accustomed to the environment and fell ill, but the other immediately said that the military advisor was only occasionally infected with the cold wind, but it caused a chronic disease, so the condition worsened sharply.

In the end, more than a dozen injured doctors actually started arguing.

"Enough, I'll shut up!" Xiang Zhuang couldn't bear it anymore and roared. More than a dozen injured doctors were silent, but Xiang Zhuang no longer had the heart to pay attention to these injured doctors. He lifted the curtain and walked into Wei Liao's tent.

Wei Liao was half lying on the soft couch, and the white tiger skin cloak that Xiangzhuang gave him covered him.

Several oil lamps had been lit in the tent, and the light was very bright, but Wei Liao's complexion was very gray, especially Wei Liao's lips, which were faintly blue, and Xiang Zhuang's heart suddenly sank infinitely. This is a sign of abandonment!

"General, you are here." Seeing Xiang Zhuang, Wei Liao smiled slightly, his expression very peaceful.

For some reason, Xiang Zhuang felt a sudden soreness in his nose, and tears were already filled with tears in his eyes!

"Military advisor, what's wrong with you?" Xiang Zhuangqiang suppressed his tears and said tragically, "Isn't it okay during the day? Why did you become like this after only a few hours?"

"General, birth, old age, sickness and death are cycles of heaven and cannot be reversible by human power." Wei Liao waved his hand lightly and said, "As the saying goes, life is rare in seventy years, and I have lived seventy-six years, which is considered a long life." After saying this, Wei Liao said, "It's just that the general is about to return to Jiangdong. There are a few things that I really can't rest assured..."

"Military advisor, I'll listen." Xiang Zhuang knew that Wei Liao was going to explain his funeral.

Wei Liao said: "Don't be too hasty when crossing the river. Before returning to Jiangdong, the general should select some veterans from Jiangdong to go back first, and use their mouths to preach to the people of Jiangdong that the general was ordered by the wild horses in the wild, turned the tide in Shouchun, defeated Liu Bang in the Dabie Mountains, and fought thousands of miles to solve the arduous journey of Liu Bang's general trend."

Xiang Zhuang nodded silently, and this move should be what later generations said to be political momentum.

Wei Liao breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "When those veterans have made a lot of power in Jiangdong, it will not be too late for the general to cross the river. After crossing the river, the general will become aware of the entire army. We must show the most rigorous formation and the sharpest military front to the elders of Jiangdong. We must use practical actions to tell the elders of Jiangdong that the hope of the revival of the Great Chu... it all depends on the general!"

Xiang Zhuang nodded again, this was to show his strength, and it was also a way to build political momentum.

After saying this, Wei Liao's face suddenly became much rosy and his energy became much more intense. Unlike the gray face just now, Xiang Zhuang became more and more heavy, because he knew that this was the legendary return to the future, and Wei Liao's life had officially entered the countdown stage.

Wei Liao said again: "After arriving in Wuzhong, General, please remember three words from me. If you don't do it, say less, read more!"

"Don't worry, military advisor, I remember it." Xiang Zhuangqiang suppressed his tears and said with a heavy emphasis, "Don't do it, say less, and read more!"

Wei Liao nodded gently and said, "General, before you see the situation clearly, don't act rashly, and don't make any statements casually. You need to know that too much will lead to mistakes! In short, when you arrive in Wuzhong, the first thing you need to do is to look more and analyze in detail which faction is worth winning, which faction must be isolated, and which faction must be subject to a thunderous blow!"

"Also, once you have seen the situation, don't hesitate when it's time to take action..." Speaking of this, Wei Liao suddenly smiled slightly and said, "This is too much. The general is brave and resolute, and he seems to have never been hesitant and timid, haha."

"Military advisor..." Looking at Wei Liao's calm smile, Xiang Zhuang's heart felt like a knife was cut.

Although Xiang Zhuang and Wei Liao have been together for only one year, they have established a deep friendship without realizing it. Even though they are consciously or unconsciously, Xiang Zhuang has regarded Wei Liao as his elder. Now, the only elder who can make peace with him, Xiang Zhuang is about to die. How can he not be sad? How can he not be sad?

Wei Liao paused, and said a little shyly: "General, I still have a funeral."

Xiang Zhuang could no longer stop the tears in his eyes. He immediately turned his head and wiped away the tears quickly, and said, "Military advisor, I'm listening."

Wei Liao pointed to the dozens of bamboo slips on the short table beside the bed and said solemnly: "I have followed the general to fight in recent years. I have many feelings during this period. I have recorded them one by one. A total of 42 volumes of Wei Liaozi have been collected. I hope that the general can choose a talent that can be created and pass it on. Never let the old man lose what he has learned throughout his life to the world."

"Don't worry, military advisor!" Xiang Zhuang choked, "The forty-two volumes of Wei Liaozi will never be lost. In the future, the forty-two volumes of Wei Liaozi will definitely become a compulsory course for the Imperial College of the Great Chu Empire and an official school!"
Chapter completed!