57 Chapter 57: Applying Medicine

"Jun Qing!" Jing Shao hurriedly supported him, and when he saw that the wound was bleeding again, he could only coax him softly, "Don't worry, what I'm saying is, let's apply the medicine first before talking about anything else.

"I want to use that medicine." Mu Hanzhang gasped and looked up at him. He was about to move quickly, and the injury that would crack if he moved too much could not be followed to the battlefield. He had to let it heal quickly.

"No!" Jing Shao wiped the blood carefully with a handkerchief, and then applied the medicine in the sapphire vial to stop the bleeding. "It will be enough to stop for another day. If not, let the food and grass catch up first."

Mu Hanzhang closed his eyes: "The army cannot delay. If you insist on doing this, my father will blame you, and I will go and apologize."

"Jun Qing," Jing Shao felt a little sad when he heard what he said. If it really got to that point, how could he let him take the blame? He said in a stiff tone, "I know what happened to the army..."

"You know what you know!" Mu Hanzhang opened his eyes and stared at him, "The battlefield is changing rapidly. Even if you have the ability to predict the unknown, you can't predict what will happen. As a commander, you must be responsible for the lives of these 100,000 people. How can you act arbitrarily for your own selfishness!"

Those beautiful eyes were full of pride and persistence. Jing Shao looked at them quietly for a long time and slowly raised his lips.

Finally understood why Jun Qing made him feel safe. Apart from everything that happened in the previous life, this person has his own ideas and persistence. He will not waver in his principles because of his preference for him, nor will he act recklessly because of his embarrassment. Therefore, Jing Shao dared to use everything he had to pamper him without fear of spoiling him or losing his way.

"What a good wife says makes sense. All you have to do is obey your husband's orders." Jing Shao smiled and leaned over, kissing the angry cheek.

Mu Hanzhang was so disturbed by him that all the prepared remarks were stuck in his throat. He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses and glared at him. Looking at the increasingly thick-skinned man, he finally became angry. He stood up, sighed and said: "I am a man, please don't think of me as too delicate."

Jing Shao smiled and did not answer. Even if Jun Qing was strong and had unparalleled martial arts skills, he would still feel distressed. He stood up and took another dark vial, still hesitating in his hand.

"Then Wang Er also has good intentions. Even though he is a bit eager for quick success, you can't kill him!" Mu Hanzhang then remembered that Jing Shao had asked the guards to kill people just now, so he tried to persuade him.

Jing Shao took off the cork of the bottle and thought that his guards were always the most obedient. Wang Er's head must have been moved by now, but he didn't dare to say this, so he could only respond vaguely and look at the wound carefully. The medicine in the sapphire bottle has melted, and the bleeding has barely stopped. He has tried these two medicines, and they are not mutually exclusive. He can just apply them directly.

"Scream if it hurts, don't bite yourself." Jing Shao touched the top of his hair, still a little unbearable.

Mu Hanzhang nodded slightly. Seeing that he still refused to apply the medicine, he chuckled and said warmly: "If you are worried, just hold me."

When Jing Shao heard this, he thought it made sense. If Jun Qing bit his tongue in too much pain, he could lend him his arm in time to bite. So he sat on the bedside, carefully put the person into his arms, poured some translucent ointment, and quickly applied it on with trembling fingertips.

"Ah..." The moment the medicine was applied, Jing Shao clearly felt that the body in his arms suddenly tightened, and his bloodless lips were slightly opened. A low cry of pain was stuck in his throat and he could not make any sound. Big beads of sweat fell down one by one, moistening the black hair on the temples.

"Jun Qing, it won't hurt in a while, it won't hurt anymore..." Jing Shao stroked his cheek gently, wishing he could replace it with his own body.

Mu Hanzhang didn't expect it to hurt so much! When the medicine was applied, it was as if countless tiny needles were piercing his body. The pain made his eyes darken for a while. The gentle voice in his ear gently comforted him. The pain gradually eased, and patches of white light appeared in front of his eyes. After clearing Jing Shao's face, his beautiful eyes were full of distress that was about to overflow. He wanted to give him a comforting smile, so he reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, and then, his eyes suddenly turned completely dark.

Jing Shao looked at the man who was unconscious from pain in his arms and felt so distressed that he could hardly breathe. Slowly open his innocent hands, place a delicate kiss on his pale face, slowly put him back on the bed, and use a cloth to wipe away all the sweat on his forehead and neck.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was also sweating. Jing Shao wiped his face and covered the person on the bed with a quilt.

"Your Majesty, the right guard stopped my subordinates from killing Wang Er, and they imprisoned Wang Er in the military prison." The guard came in and whispered, "However, my subordinates found this on Wang Er." With that said, he handed a piece of paper to Jing Shao.

Although Jing Shao was not satisfied with the guard not completing the task, he could explain it to his princess, so he remained silent and took a look at the thing in the guard's hand. It was okay not to look at it. Seeing him furious, he must kill Wang Er.

There was nothing written on the paper, only a portrait was drawn with a fine brush. Even if the painting skills were poor, one could still see the extraordinary beauty of the person in the painting. He had a long gown with wide sleeves and a green silk jade crown. Who could it be if it wasn't Mu Hanzhang?

Slowly crumpling the paper in his hand, Jing Shao clenched his fist until it made a crunching sound. It turned out that today's scene was no accident. This Wang Er was deliberately taking advantage of him! Looking at the bloodless person on the bed, he has to endure such pain just because of the lust of a deceiver! At this moment, he was suddenly glad that he didn't kill Wang Er directly, because the result of one knife was too cheap for him!

Jing Shao raised his head, his eyes full of gloom, and said: "You go and investigate now. No matter what means you use, you must find a crime that must kill him."

"I obeyed the order." The guard turned around and left quickly.

"Wait," Jing Shao stopped the little guard who had just been transferred to his side, who was so smart, "What's your name?"

"I am Jiang Lang," the guard replied.

Jing Shao was stunned: "Are you the son of Doctor Jiang?"

"Yes," Jiang Lang looked quite honest, but he was very smart, "I passed the imperial examination in March. Thanks to the prince for not abandoning me and transferring me to the personal army."

At that time, Jing Shao listened to his own princess and transferred Jiang Lang to his army in order to find an opportunity to win over Doctor Jiang. But at that time, the family and the palace were in chaos, and he forgot about it in a blink of an eye.

Jing Shao nodded: "Go, and call the left guard over."

When the left guard came, the right guard also ran over.

Although Wang Er is eager for quick success, he is also quite smooth. Whether he is a guard or a chores, he is quite popular. The right guard thought that killing him so hastily would chill the hearts of the soldiers, so he stopped him from killing. Hearing from the guard that the prince seemed very angry, he followed to confess his crime and gave some advice.

Jing Shao ignored the right guard who thought he was very reasonable, and said to the left guard: "We will move the camp early tomorrow morning, you go to prepare."

"Yes." The left guard replied.

"Prince, then Wang Er..." The right guard wanted to say something else, but before he finished speaking, he saw the prince wipe the sweat of the person on the bed with a cloth towel, and carefully put the arm that was hanging outside into the quilt. The delicate and gentle look was not like what King Cheng, who used his fists to "care" for his subordinates every day, would do.

"What do you want to say?" Jing Shao did these things before looking at the right guard.

"That..." The right guard stuttered and couldn't speak. He had been confused for a long time when he saw the red mark on the military advisor's neck this morning. Now that the prince was so open about his behavior, he couldn't pretend to be ignorant.

"Prince, there was a letter from the capital just now." The left guard interrupted and handed over the letter in his arms.

Jing Shao took a look and saw that it was written on the letter. It was from his brother. Since leaving the capital, there has been very little news. He is not like the eldest prince who writes a letter to his father every day to express his safety. He writes a letter every three or five days to report the war situation. Emperor Hongzheng replied to every letter, but they were all official business. Jing Chen seemed very busy, and he was away now. He had to avoid suspicion and it was not convenient to contact too much.

Eager to know what was written in the letter, Jing Shao let the right guard go and asked them to leave.

"My third brother: My father is well, and my family is well..." The first part was all polite greetings. Jing Shao quickly skipped it and read the rest.

This letter was written in three pages, and the news was mixed.

Jingchen revealed in the letter that since they left, the matter of the Ministry of Revenue embezzling military pay has snowballed, and more and more people have been involved. There are seven officials above the third rank who have been dismissed, not to mention the small officials below the third rank. Emperor Hongzheng ordered a thorough investigation, but the involvement was too wide, and it would have been soon traced to the fourth prince. Duke Mao suggested that the war was not over yet, and it would not be easy to start a war, so the matter was raised high and fell lightly.

But most of Jingchen's goals were achieved, such as pulling down the Minister of Revenue who disliked Jing Shao, and Xiao Yuan was successfully promoted to the Minister of Personnel. Their father was already dissatisfied with the fourth prince.

In fact, at the beginning of the matter, Jingchen led the matter to the fourth prince's faction, but those people seemed to have been prepared, which made him quite troubled.

In addition, there is a piece of extremely important news for Jing Shao at the moment, that is, someone in the court has contacts with the King of Southeast, and the King of Southeast may know the current financial situation of the court.

Jing Shao slowly closed the letter, so that the King of Southeast would send someone to kill him. Now the treasury is empty, and if the war continues in this way, as long as the King of Southwest can hold on for three years, the court will not be able to support this protracted war. In the end, they may negotiate with the court.

And as long as he is killed as the commander-in-chief, the court can deal with a series of matters such as the death of the prince on the battlefield and the change of commanders before the battle, and it can be delayed for a year or two.

"Hmm..." The person on the bed moaned softly and slowly opened his eyes.

Jing Shao put down the letter in his hand and looked at him: "Jun Qing, does it still hurt?"

Mu Hanzhang looked at him for a moment, then remembered that he had fainted, but the wound on his shoulder didn't hurt much anymore, and it was much more comfortable than before the medicine was applied. He frowned and said: "How long have I slept?"

"Not long, just half an hour," Jing Shao touched the top of his head, "It's past noon, we have to walk at night to break camp today, and set off tomorrow morning."

Mu Hanzhang nodded slightly when he heard it, feeling happy that he didn't delay the journey because of him. He turned around and saw the letter in Jing Shao's hand: "But did my brother write to me?"

"How did you guess so accurately?" Jing Shao smiled and hugged him in his arms, handed him the letter, "I'm a little skeptical whether you can really observe the stars at night."