Whenever people mention the Tang Dynasty, they often mention it inclusively and embrace all rivers, but they do not know that all this is actually based on strong strength.

Just like adults will tolerate children, it is because children will not pose any threat to adults.

The same is true for the Tang Dynasty. In this era, no one is qualified to be the enemy of the Tang Dynasty. So the Tang Dynasty put away its sharp fangs, showed a kind smile, and said to the whole world, come to me, I can tolerate everything, and you can get everything from me.

But in the face of national interests, all this has changed. No one cares about what those foreign races will think. There is no humanitarianism in this era, let alone international spirit.

Although the Imperial Doctor Kang and others complained that Du He was ruthless, they did not feel ruthless when they started. They cut the places where they should be cut and the places where they should be cut. With the guidance of He, four Japanese people, including Hui Ri, were dealt with in less than an hour.

Finally, the old man was even a little unsatisfied: "Second Young Master, when will we send us a few more? These injuries are not serious enough. The worst one is that I have broken my arm. The rest are all minor injuries. If you have ten or eight stitches, you will be done."

Du He was speechless.

What else do you want if it doesn't work?

You can't just stab it with a knife. If you really want someone to pull him back, it may not be possible or not.

Touching his nose, Du He said helplessly: "It's almost done. Be kind-hearted. Everyone has stitched more than ten needles. What else do you want? You can't wait until someone wakes up and finds that one less waist is missing!"

"Since Du Fengyu said that, then forget it." Yu Dai Kang sighed regretfully, looked at Hui Ri who was sleeping in a coma, and said unwillingly: "He just said that his stomach hurts, and I suspect he has intestinal abscess."

Fuck, please be an individual.

Is it easy for someone to have an appendix? You can cut it just by saying that?

By the way, do you know where the appendix is? It's so dizzy. What if you cut something you shouldn't have to cut?

"Old Kang, forget it. I think all the imperial doctors are tired too. Why don't you just stop here today? Even if this Japanese man really has intestinal abscess, it's not bad for this day, right?"

There was no way. Seeing that Doctor Kang had already sharpened his knife, Du He could only stop these old guys and a few Japanese people and persuade them with kind words. It took them a lot of effort to make them give up the idea of ​​cutting Huiri's appendix.

...

The next morning, the sun was shining.

Huiri and others who had been sleeping for a night woke up one after another. They couldn't react at the first time when they opened their eyes. They took a while to remember what happened yesterday.

One or two struggled to look at the injured area, and then they found that all the wounds had been bandaged neatly and moved their arms and legs. Except for a slight pain, they did not see any unpleasant areas.

It's amazing, it's simply a miracle.

The Japanese military officer was impatient and immediately pulled a bandage that had been bandaged on a companion, revealing the wound that had been sewn inside.

After only one look, several people took a breath of air conditioning. Hui Ri murmured: "Hiss, this wound is actually sewn. No wonder it doesn't hurt at all when it moves. The medical skills of the Tang Dynasty are indeed unpredictable."

The military officer said carelessly: "What's the matter? Isn't it just sewing the wound? I'll learn it after reading it. When our people are injured in the future, just do what they do."

"What do you know?" Hui Ri glared at the military officer angrily: "If the way to deal with trauma is really so simple, why did the old miracle doctor faint from yesterday?"

The military officer did not dare to be harsh with Huiri. He scolded him and shrank his neck and argued: "That's better than just pasting a handful of herbs and then leaving it to fate."

Huiri was silent for a moment and nodded.

On the island of Japan, the treatment method for external trauma is really just like what the military officer said. If you are injured, you will grab the herbs and chew them on it. If you are seriously injured, then find another Onmyoji to jump on it.

As for whether it is useful and how useful it is, it is unknown. Anyway, minor injuries such as skin and flesh are good. If the wound is bigger, it will be half of life and death.

"Okay, please pack it for him quickly, don't show that we have opened it privately." After coming back to our senses, Hui Ri waved his hand to his opponent, signaling them to restore the bandage he had just opened, and Du He had the idea in his heart.

In recent days, although he has not been summoned by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, he has found out many public or semi-public news.

Du He, the second son of the Duke of Lai, is thirteen years old. His father, Zuo Pushe, died early. His brother Du Gouyueyueyue went to Lizhou to serve as a Lizhou deputy master.

This second young master Du, who was in a poor family, should have a hard time living. Hui Ri's eyes were narrowed slightly.

Perhaps I would like to show my concern to him a little, and then find a chance to praise him, so that I could win the trust of the second young master Du. If I design to frame him at that time, I might be able to seize some of his handles and directly turn this person into a nail placed in the Tang Dynasty in Japan.

Thinking about it now, it was not unlucky to be beaten yesterday, it was clearly a God-given opportunity.

If it weren't for being beaten, how could I meet Du He? How could I think of a way to break the deadlock so quickly if I couldn't meet Du He...

Tsk tsk, I'm so talented.

Huiri became more and more excited the more she thought about it, and she couldn't help but clench her fists.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, I almost wanted to jump up and cheer myself.

"Bangbang..." At this moment, the door of the room was knocked, and then the door was pushed open. A young man with a dark skin and a simple smile walked in, looked at the room, and smiled and said, "A few distinguished guests are awake? My son told me to give some food to you. The humble house is simple and the food is vulgar. I hope you don't dislike me."

Huiri quickly stood up and bowed to the young man: "The person who is in trouble is not a distinguished guest. My little brother is too humble. But I don't know that Mr. Du is in the mansion. I'll let my little brother inform you later, and then said that Huiri, the envoy of the Tang Dynasty of Japan, wanted to thank him."

The boy smiled and said, "Sorry, my young master has already gone to Hongwenguan to study. He will have to be noon when he comes back."

"That's the case, then... can you please tell me if you wait until Mr. Du comes back?"

"This is OK. When the young master comes back, I will say it to you." The young man said, waved to the back. Immediately, a servant from the mansion came in with a food box, put it on the table, and then retreated.

The boy seemed to have no intention of staying much, so he compared a gesture to Huiri and others, and nodded and exited the room.

From noon yesterday to now, Huiri and others have drunk a large bowl of black medicine soup halfway through, and they can be said that the rice has not yet entered. At this time, they were already hungry and put on their backs. As soon as the boy retreated, they immediately surrounded the food box.

When I opened it, I saw four hot dishes, two meats and two vegetables, and there were also eight or nine years of steamed buns.

At that moment, the four of them didn't care about anything else. They took out the food without washing their faces, put them on the table, pulled a chair and squatted up, and started to eat and drink.

...

East Palace, West Pool Courtyard.

The noon sun shines on people warmly.

In the pavilion beside the pond in the Xichiyuan, the charcoal in the charcoal basin was burning vigorously. On the hot flames, five skewers of chicken wings and three grilled fish that were half-baked.

In Li Chengqian's painful gaze, Du He used a good wolf hair brush and dipped it in the prepared sauce to brush on the chicken wings, humming a strange tone in his mouth.

Now that things have come to mind, he has thought it through. Li Chengqian is actually a hurdle that no one can get around in the Tang Dynasty. No matter what, they are now Li Shimin's favorite baby, the hope of the people of the Tang Dynasty village.

You dare not give face? You want to die, right?

As for the fact that this kid will rebel in the future, he will be dead end with him...

After all, it will happen more than ten years later.

If you choose between dying now and dying later, as long as you are not a fool, you know what to choose.

Finally, when the chicken wings were about to be cooked, Li Chengqian couldn't help but snatch the brush from Du He's hand: "Erlang, are you talking? What are those Japanese people doing? Are they dead?"

Du He turned the chicken wings over, hooked his fingers at Li Chengqian, and asked the pen back, while brushing the sauce, saying, "That must be not dead. Old Yuchi is so serious that he is still jumping around now. A few Japanese people have cut their arms and legs. How could it be so easy to die?"

Li Chengqian's eyes lit up: "That means, is the debridement and suture successful?"

"It's too early to say this now, and there's still a healing period. I've told people to record the healing situation of those Japanese people at any time. In five days, as long as those guys' wounds have no signs of inflammation, you can use this record to report to His Majesty."

Li Chengqian was overjoyed: "That's great, haha... Erlang, you are the lucky star in my destiny."

Du He blinked his eyes and said, I am the lucky star in your destiny, but you are the disaster star in my destiny.

It's really..., don't you know who is bothering?

Just when Du He was feeling the fate of being awesome, Li Chengqian continued, "By the way, Erlang, I plan to advise the emperor and transfer you to the left guard of the East Palace. What do you think?"

"Puff..., what did you say?" Du He choked at her saliva, her eyes widened.

Li Chengqian was very satisfied with Du He's surprised expression and patted his shoulder: "Are you very surprised? Don't worry, follow Gu. As long as Gu has a bite of meat, he will never let Erlang drink the soup."

Du He mechanically turned his head and looked at the hand that was patted on his shoulder, jumped up suddenly, and said with a hurry: "I won't do it. Now I sleep until I wake up naturally. I have been cramping my hands for a few days. I have to do thankless errands like Zuo Weisu after I get my brain twitched."

"No, don't do it? Do you know that Zuo Weishi is an official position in the fourth rank, and he is still in real power. He is much stronger than your fifth rank Shang Chengfeng Yuxu position." Li Chengqian looked at Du He like a monster.

Is this guy so unmotivated?

Don't even have any errands delivered to your door!

How many people outside are about to steal the job for Zuo Weisu? This is a big bad guy. One day, he will be successful in changing his position. Zuo Weisu will immediately become the general of the Zuo Weisu. Is it good to be the minister of Long Zhisheng?

"I don't do that either. I am a scholar. How can I do such a job that is insulting to fight, kill, and behave in a humiliating manner." Du He showed that the literati would rather die than surrender, and he said with a firm attitude that he would never surrender, let alone be the guard of the left guard.

What a joke? I usually hide from the East Palace when walking. How could I run to the East Palace to be the Left Guard? The birthday boy eats arsenic and thinks he has long life?!

You should know that the nature of working in the East Palace and occasionally cooperating with Li Chengqian is completely different. If Li Chengqian rebels in the future, he can still explain it without knowing it. Li Shimin probably won't investigate it in depth.

But it’s not enough to be a servant in the Eastern Palace. You said you don’t know that the prince is going to rebel? Who believes it!

Seeing Du He's firm attitude, Li Chengqian sighed disappointed and said, "Forget it, if you don't come, don't come. Gu knows that none of you want to take the team so early, and you don't have to find so many excuses. Gu can understand, understand."

Speaking of this, Du He naturally couldn't continue to stay in the East Palace. He put down his roasted chicken wings and said listlessly to Li Chengqian.

Go home and fiddled with the Japanese Japanese devils.

However, Li Chengqian's resentful look kept shaking in front of Du He's eyes.

Are you a little too inhumane? Du He asked herself this.

In some ways, Li Chengqian is now a period for shaping a correct outlook on life. If someone guides him correctly, he may not be on that dead end in the future.

But do you really dare to gamble?

Just because of his temporary soft-heartedness, he bet on his own life and the future of the Du family?

Let’s take a look again. Anyway, there is still time, so don’t be so anxious to make a decision.

...

"Young Master, you are back!" Walking into the house and returning to his own courtyard, the second child who was doing nothing came to greet him.

"Yeah." Du He nodded: "How are those Japanese people doing? Have you woken up?"

"I've woken up long ago. I asked the young master many times in the morning, saying that I would like to thank the young master for his life-saving grace in person."

Du He smacked his lips and suddenly felt like he was a bit like the hero behind the scenes in the movie, playing with the enemy in his palms, not being able to survive or die.

I just don’t know if the Japanese Japanese knew that all this was actually a scene in the future. They were injured because the Tang Dynasty needed several clinical cases and would be so angry that they exploded on the spot.

"You go and notify them, and you just say I'm back and you'll see them after dinner. Oh, right, let me notify Mr. Kang and the others and let them go together." Du He thought for a while and decided to meet the Japanese Japanese devils.

Even if we don’t want to find out about Japan, we can observe their injuries.

After all, it is not easy for Japanese Japanese devils to be beaten. I have to thank myself for being beaten. There are not many internationalist fighters like this these days, so I should express my condolences no matter how hard I am.
Chapter completed!