This disease is in the heart

Author: Ging Le

This disease is in the heart

Ah Fu thought for a moment, "His disease, the focus is in the heart, is a heart disease; heart disease requires heart medicine, not just a prescription, but a dose of decoction can cure it. I will have to wait until I go back and take a closer look to find out."

How should it be treated?”

"But..." He thought for a moment and poured out a red pill from the treasure gourd on his waist. "You feed him this pill to make him less crazy for the time being."

It would be good to be able to stabilize the condition for a while, Jing Zhao thought about it and agreed.

Jing Zhao added: "I will prepare a banquet in Shang Shi Ji tonight to reward everyone. Mr. Li and Ah Fu, please come and join us."

Ah Fu shook his head: "No, I want to stay in seclusion and read medical books."

The old man also shook his head: "Young friend Jing Zhao, you don't have to be polite. I have been in this mountain for many years and rarely come down from the mountain. I really don't like the excitement."

When Jing Zhao heard what both of them said, he stopped pushing. He thought again: "By the way, if there is a shortage of food on the mountain, just tell me and I will bring it to you from the bottom of the mountain."

The old man still shook his head, "There is no shortage in my mountain, so Jing Zhao can rest assured."

Only then did Gu Jingzhao notice that although the decoration of this small building in the mountain forest was simple, it was as small as a sparrow and had all the internal organs. The tea the old man served them was all this year's new tea. The living standard was even much better than that of the mountain.

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When the two left, Jing Zhao couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. There was a famine and chaos at the foot of the mountain. Where did the old gentleman buy it? How could he live in a more prosperous place in the mountains than at the foot of the mountain?

An Ning said: "There are many extraordinary people in this world who possess special skills and seek a quiet place to hide from the world in order to avoid war. This Mr. Li is just such a person."

Jing Zhao agreed.

"I can read and understand the writings and languages ​​of the Seven Kingdoms because my husband taught me. He also told me many stories about the Seven Kingdoms. I think when he was young, he should have traveled around the world and gained a lot of knowledge."

Aning's eyes darkened slightly.

He didn't tell Jing Zhao that he knew a disciple of this man, because he felt too many things in common with Mr. Li from his friend.

Aning feels that this is because of the same lineage of teachers.

However, his friend said that the last time he saw the teacher was at Hangu Pass. Later, the teacher left Hangu Pass and was never heard from again. Today, Aning saw him on an unknown mountain in Quan County.

This Mr. Li may be as Mr. Li said: everything is fate.

The two continued down the mountain and talked about other things.

Aning said: "What do you plan to do with those prisoners?"

Jing Zhao thought for a moment: "The priests and clan leaders suffered a loss at our hands this time, and they will definitely reorganize their forces and attack again; but now we are lacking in strength, and there are still many people suffering from the disease. If we fight at this time, I'm afraid

It’s not even half cheap.”

"These prisoners are my only leverage. I don't believe that the priests don't care about the lives of these more than a hundred prisoners. When the time comes, we can use them as negotiation conditions. I only want the priests to withdraw their troops so that the villagers in Xiaxi can live in peace.

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Aning said: "The terrain of Xiaxi is easy to defend and attack. If you want to defend, you only need to retreat to Gaojing Mountain. You can easily defend it with the advantage of the terrain;

If we want to attack, the road to the south is wide open, there are very few shelters, and there is no need to worry about enemy ambushes."

"But there is only one danger."

Jing Zhao was confused, "What?"

"Up the stream." An Ning said, and the two of them happened to reach the foot of Gaojing Mountain.

An Ning pointed with his finger and saw that the place covered by the mist was the Shangxi Village halfway up the mountainside of Beiyu Mountain. The distance from Shangxi to Xiaxi was less than ten miles, and roads on the mountain extended in all directions. If the enemy wanted to go from Shangxi to Xiaxi, they would have to close the

You can enter the village with your eyes open.

Furthermore, Xiaxi and Shangxi are both connected by a mountain spring called Anxi, and Shangxi is also the upper reaches of Anxi. People in the two villages drink from the same Anxi water.

If this water source is blocked, Xiaxi will also be trapped due to lack of water.

It can be said that the upper stream is the throat of the lower stream. If you want the lower stream to be stable, you must ensure the stability of the upper stream.

Although the clan leader and priests are stationed on the road outside Xiaxi at the moment, if Jing Zhao blocks the road and the clan leader wants to station troops to attack the stronghold, there is no guarantee that they will not invade from Shangxi.

If so, Jing Zhao couldn't block the road that extended in all directions even if he wanted to.

He thought for a while and said: "You mean to strike first and take control of Shangxi first?"

Aning stared at him and chuckled, "Do you have the strength?"

Excluding the dead and wounded brothers, Jing Zhao's total available manpower does not exceed eighty people. There are three to four hundred people in the entire village of Shangxi. He can't kill enough people to fill the enemy's teeth.

He was confused for a moment, looked at Aning and shook his head, "I don't seem to have enough manpower."

"But...I don't seem to be in a hurry now."

Jing Zhao stroked his chin and said: "First of all, I can use the prisoners to negotiate with the priests. No matter whether the negotiation is successful or not, they have more than a hundred people in my hands. This is my bargaining chip.

Secondly, as long as I buy time, I will create conditions for Afu Pharmaceutical. Maybe I can repeat my old tricks and go to Shangxi to perform another show. I don't have to defeat them, it is enough to be able to control them.

Once Shangxi is under control, the time is favorable for the location and the people, so we have the advantage of the location and people. Then we can fight the priests, and our chances of winning will be even greater."

Jing Zhao's analysis is clear and logical.

An Ning listened and responded, with a little more favor in his eyes.

What Jing Zhao said was exactly what An Ning was thinking. An Ning felt that after what happened last time, Jing Zhao gradually began to behave like a general, and he became more thoughtful when thinking about problems.

He does not overstate his words, assesses the situation, weighs his own advantages and disadvantages, is not impatient, and plans everything before making a decision.

After returning to the village, Jing Zhao gave the pills to An Zhiping and told him how to take them.

After Anfeng took the medicine, he gradually calmed down and stopped crying. However, he was still unable to communicate with others normally and his eyes were always staring at one place dully.

However, An Zhiping was already very happy. An Feng had been crying and fussing in the past two days, and almost strangled himself to death with his belt several times, which frightened An Zhiping.

Now that he can recover like this, at least he and his mother will have less to worry about.

An Zhiping thanked Jing Zhao and asked him when An Feng would fully recover. Jing Zhao thought it would depend on when Ah Fu would come down from the mountain to see An Feng.

However, An Zhiping believed in Jing Zhao more than Ah Fu, and privately regarded Jing Zhao as a great witch.

Jing Zhao thought for a while and could only say: "The secret must not be leaked. It is not the time for him to recover at this moment. When the time is right, he will naturally recover."

These words fooled An Zhiping, and after thanking Jing Zhao, he sent the person out in person.

Jing Zhao was busy making dinner for everyone, and after delivering the medicine, he hurriedly returned to Shang Shi Ji.

I'm allergic. I'm going to get an injection and make up for it tomorrow. Good night, fellow veterans.
Chapter completed!