Back at the main camp, Lu Heng said hello to the soldiers on guard and then prepared to head towards the main tent.
However, when he was halfway there, he happened to bump into Agui who was coming out in a hurry.
"Agui, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Lu Heng, who was relieved from the knot in his heart, was in a good mood. After seeing Agui, he reluctantly made a joke.
Agui, who looked anxious, immediately became happy when he saw the young master coming towards him. He hurriedly ran forward, pointed at the tent, and said solemnly: "Young Master, someone is coming from Tokyo! It looks like,
It seems like something big has happened in Tokyo, it’s very serious!”
When Lu Heng heard this, his heart trembled for no reason.
Did something happen at home?
Lu Heng panicked, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.
On the side, Agui quickly said after seeing this, "Master, don't worry, it's not our family, it's..."
Agui glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention, then he lowered his voice and said solemnly: "This is the palace!"
Hearing the news, Lu Heng breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and glared at Agui angrily. Seeing Agui scratching his head and giggling, Lu Heng shook his head and walked straight towards the big tent.
"Tokyo did not use flying eagles to convey the message, but sent Qianniu Guards here, probably because they were afraid of leaking the news." Agui explained anxiously as he walked all the way: "Those Qianniu Guards traveled from Taiyuan to here without rest or sleep for ten consecutive days.
It’s been a few days and I’m almost dying!”
Lu Heng's eyes were stern and he nodded.
When he reached the door of the tent, Lu Heng lifted the curtain and strode into the dimly lit tent.
In the large tent, three generals, Wang Xirang, Hou San, and Zhou Yafu, were all present. Their faces were full of surprise and uncertainty. They looked at Qianniu Wei who was lying on the table with an ashen face.
At this time, the military doctor stood beside the Qianniu Guard helplessly, sighing sadly.
"How's it going?" Lu Heng asked the military doctor after walking over.
The military doctor's eyes were full of regret. He looked at the dying Qian Niuwei lying on the table and sighed: "The cold poison is too deep and we can't save him!"
Lu Heng raised his head and took a deep breath. When he lowered his head, his eyes were filled with a cold look. After staring at the Qianniu Guard for a long time, he turned his head and said to the military doctor in a deep voice: "There is a way to wake him up.
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The military doctor hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, but after using it, I'm afraid this brother..."
"Let him wake up!" Lu Heng said firmly to the military doctor without any hesitation.
The military doctor opened his mouth, raised his head, and when he saw the military advisor's firm and cold gaze, his heart skipped a beat and he quickly nodded and accepted the order: "Yes!"
Then, the military doctor lifted up his armor and took out a small package from the cloth bag under the armor. He opened it and found rows of silver needles of different lengths inside.
After the military doctor took out a few needles from it, he squatted next to the Qianniu Guard. Then he placed the silver needles on the oil lamp and burned them.
After a while, the military doctor withdrew the silver needle, took a deep breath, then held the silver needle firmly with his fingers and inserted it into Qian Niuwei's temple.
After doing this several times, when the acupuncture points were filled with silver needles, Qian Niuwei, who was unconscious with chapped lips, screamed in pain and finally opened his eyes.
It must have been because he had just woken up and his eyes were hazy. After waking up, Qian Niuwei was stunned for a moment and glanced around. It was only after a cup of tea that he recognized where he was.
Rubbing his eyes, the weak Qian Niuwei suddenly burst into tears of excitement when he saw that the scholar in front of him was the Imperial Master whom he had been searching for for so long.
"The third-grade guards in front of the palace have met you, sir!" Qian Niuwei struggled hard and knelt down with difficulty.
With a smile on his face, Lu Heng looked at him and nodded, then knelt down and reached out to help him.
Seeing Lu Heng personally supporting him, Qian Niuwei quickly stepped back in panic. He cupped his hands and said, "I dare not bother you, sir!"
After taking a few steps back, Qian Niuwei suddenly thought of his mission. He quickly reached out and took out a wax-sealed envelope from his arms. He raised his hands respectfully and presented it to Lu Heng.
"Master Zhang personally told me to deliver this letter to you personally!" After seeing Lu Heng take the envelope, the guard in front of the palace showed a relaxed smile, opened his mouth and said,
A trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Lu Heng took the envelope, looked down and saw the red feather mark outlined on the envelope, as well as Zhang Wenshan's strong handwriting, and his heart suddenly sank.
Hong Yu represents the highest level of confidentiality in the Zhou Dynasty. Even the military reports are only from Huang Yu. Since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, the recorded Hong Yu messages only appear when there are major changes in the court or when the emperor dies.
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Could it be...
After Lu Heng looked at the blood-like token mark on the envelope, his already uneasy heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
But then, Lu Heng suppressed the inexplicable but extremely strong uneasiness in his heart. After taking a deep breath, he turned his head and nodded to the soldier whose eyes were full of joy: "Thank you for your hard work!"
The soldier smiled, and blood flowed out of his mouth. After opening his mouth, he finally lost his energy and fell down helplessly.
Lu Heng did not open it immediately. Instead, he held the envelope tightly and stood up slowly. He looked at the soldier who still had his eyes open, as if he wanted to see the desert. After taking a deep breath, he stood up slowly.
He put his hand on his chest and bent down to give him a military salute in person.
Beside him, Wang Xirang and other generals looked solemn after seeing this scene. They took off their helmets, placed them on their chests, and saluted the soldier in unison.
On the side, the old military doctor looked sad. He raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes. Then he stretched out his hand and gently wiped the soldier's face, closing the soldier's eyes.
Later, Agui called two soldiers to carry out the body of the Qianniu Guard who had sent the message thousands of miles away.
In the tent, only Lu Heng, Agui, and Wang Xirang's generals were left.
In the brazier, the charcoal fire was burning brightly. The flickering flames illuminated the entire tent in flickering light.
The whistling wind, coupled with the crackling sound of burning charcoal fire, made the atmosphere in the tent even more solemn and depressing.
Lu Heng looked solemnly at the Hongyu urgent letter signed with Zhang Wenshan's name in his hand, his heart fluctuating like waves.
I hope that’s not the case!
Lu Heng raised his head and took a deep breath. After holding the letter in his hand tightly, he said secretly in his heart.
Turning around and looking at the worried generals, Lu Heng smiled apologetically and said, "It's getting late. The army will speed up its journey tomorrow. You should retreat first!"
Hong Yu’s urgent message, plus Zhang Wenshan’s signature. All of these show the weight of the content in the letter.
Moreover, if this content is made public, Lu Heng believes that it will have a great impact on the entire northern front combat troops.
Moreover, this letter involves political changes.
As a soldier, it is better not to get involved in this kind of thing.
The generals obviously understood the military advisor's good intentions. After hearing this, they nodded heavily and turned to leave.
However, when they walked to the door, the three generals looked at each other, and then turned around. After taking a deep breath, they knelt down on one knee and saluted Lu Heng: "General, I am willing to follow you in front of you and behind your horse.
The liver and brain are in disarray!"
Seeing the military advisor's solemn expression, they could obviously guess something.
It's just that something happened in the court. Otherwise, there would be no need for a third-grade guard with a sword to deliver the letter. Moreover, coupled with the squinting eyes of the military advisor when he saw the letter just now, the generals sensitively guessed that this time
the severity of the situation.
At this time, they paid this great courtesy to Lu Heng and said these words. They also clearly stated their position.
Seeing that the three generals trusted him so much, Lu Heng was also quite moved.
After smiling, he waved his hands and said: "Okay, everyone, get up. Things are not what you think! Go back to bed quickly, the army is about to launch a large-scale battle, so you can keep me safe then!"
After hearing this, the generals laughed loudly, put their arms around each other and left.
When the sound faded away, only Lu Heng and Agui were left in the room.
"Young Master, do you want me to leave too?" Agui smiled when he saw the young master looking over, and asked frankly.
"You stay!" Lu Heng rolled his eyes at him angrily.
It’s already this time, and it’s still so cute.
Agui smiled and scratched his head, very honest.
Then, Agui stepped forward, turned the oil lamp a little brighter, and then stood beside Lu Heng, not squinting.
Lu Heng slowly sat down and leaned on the table with one hand. He slowly removed the red feather on the letter. He slowly opened the envelope and took out the letter paper.
After opening it and taking a look at the letter under the dim light, Lu Heng's face suddenly condensed and his heart became cold.
The hand holding the envelope trembled slightly, and then slowly lowered it. His eyes were wandering as he looked at Rudou's flames, his lips trembled, and he murmured: "That's true!"
The letter hanging in his hand contained only eight words: "Your Majesty is seriously ill, please return to the palace as soon as possible!"
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The emperor is ill and very serious.
The onset of illness was also sudden. Just three days after the news of the victory at Yanmen Pass returned to Tokyo, the emperor, who was watching plum blossoms with Zhang Wenshan and others in the Imperial Garden, suddenly fainted and fell to the ground.
At that time, the entire imperial garden was in chaos. The concubines were crying and the maids were shouting and making a fuss as if they were crazy.
The eunuchs were crying and crying as if the end of the world was coming.
Zhang Wenshan, who was accompanying the emperor at the time, saw His Majesty fainting and escorted His Majesty back to the palace and summoned the imperial doctor to come. Then, he immediately sent someone to notify General Qianniu Wei Zhonglang to block the news.
Later, he ordered Hong Quan, the Minister of Punishment, to strictly inspect every place in the palace to prevent any leakage of information.
Originally, Zhang Wenshan wanted to order the nine admirals to block Tokyo and then order the southern camp to return to defense. However, considering that if this was done, the news would easily leak out, he simply gave up.
Later, after arranging all this, Zhang Wenshan wrote this letter immediately, and sent it non-stop to Lu Heng's army in the Turks in the form of a Hongyu urgent message.