novelones Chapter 203: Being taken back to the military camp
Chapter 203: Being taken back to the military camp
Just when Jiang Chen was talking to Yeluhan, the leader of the patrol saw that Marshal Yeluhan of the Northern Kingdom came to the border with a group of soldiers and horses.
He quickly sent soldiers to report the matter to the marshal's camp. At this time, marshal Jiang Rong, who was working in the marshal's tent, heard about the marshal from the North and led his troops to the border.
He immediately called his guards to prepare their horses and grab their guns. When the generals around him heard about this, they followed the marshal and came here to see what was going on.
The old marshal, whose beard and hair were all white, nodded frequently after listening to Jiang Chen's conversation with Yeluhan just now.
He admired the handsome young man in front of him very much. Not only was he not moved by the temptation of Yeluhan's high-ranking officials.He also maintained the dignity of the Xuanwu Dynasty with tenacity.This made the old marshal couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up to the young man in front of him.
He picked up the reins and galloped forward, came to Yeluhan and said:
"Marshal Yelu, what brought you here? Marshal came to the border crossing between the two countries, and I don't know what you are doing. If there is anything, please just tell me directly."
Jiang Chen never expected that he would meet his grandfather whom he had not seen for a long time here.
The moment the old man appeared in front of him, he was very excited.
When he was a child, his grandfather had always been tall and mighty in his mind.He clearly remembered that when he was ten years old, his grandfather had returned to the Hou Mansion.
Although his mind was still in a dazed state at that time, the only thing that was clear was his grandfather's tall body and his kind and kind expression towards him.
It was just that when his grandfather saw him at that time, his eyes were full of tenderness and love. That kind of look that was different from other people's discrimination made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.
They had not seen each other for eight years, and Grandpa still seemed to be the same tall and majestic figure.
Seeing Yelu on the opposite side, even the old marshal of the Xuanwu Dynasty was alarmed.He said to him arrogantly:
"Marshal Jiang, just now, there was a traitor in our northern country who escaped to you. I need the marshal's help to return him to us so as not to cause disputes between our two countries. I will also treat you Grateful."
When the old Marshal Jiang Rong heard this, he immediately said to him cheerfully:
"Marshal Yelu, how can I not help you with such a trivial matter? Since he is an important fugitive, there must be a handwriting from your emperor. Then please bring it out to me, Marshal Yelu. As long as it is in my possession On the ground, I will definitely return him to you."
Jiang Chen saw that his grandfather agreed to Yeluhan's request so readily, and he was thinking about how to deal with this matter.
Then Grandpa changed the topic and asked Yeluhan to bring out the handwriting of the Emperor of the Northern Kingdom.Jiang Chen's heart suddenly fell to the ground.
Yeluhan brought his men to kill Fan Yao secretly. There was no sign of the Emperor of the North in his hand. He couldn't help but admire his grandfather's speaking skills.
He didn't say that he wouldn't help him, and he was very official and asked him to produce the handwriting for arresting fugitives.
The old marshal's words left Yeluhan unable to answer for a moment.
He originally despised the emperor's will and assassinated Fan Yao. How could there be any handwriting from the emperor.He rolled his eyes and explained:
"Marshal Jiang doesn't believe what I say. I am the marshal of the Northern Kingdom. How can I still lie to you?"
The old marshal laughed and said to him:
"How could Marshal Yelu lie to me? There is no small matter in the diplomacy between the two countries, and this matter cannot be careless at all. What's more, the Marshal has gathered troops and horses at the border. If some things are not handled properly, it will trigger a war. I think the Marshal is still Go back and get your emperor's decree, and I will help you catch the fugitive, otherwise, I apologize for not being able to cooperate with you."
It was rare for Yelu that Jiang Rong refused to help him. It happened that the relationship between the two countries was at this sensitive moment.
He knew that if he continued talking, he would not be able to catch Fan Yao, so he said to Jiang Rong bitterly:
"Since Marshal Jiang is not even willing to help me with this favor, I have nothing more to say. I'll take my leave."
Yeluhan took his troops and left angrily.
Jiang Rong looked at the three people in front of him, all of whom were dressed like those from the North Country. He turned to Jiang Chen, looked at the young man in front of him and said:
"Is what Yeluhan said just now true? Are you really fugitives from the North? You must tell me honestly. Otherwise, be careful, I will arrest you as spies."
Jiang Chen knew that his grandfather did not recognize him. It must be that over the years, he has indeed changed a lot from the ten-year-old child when he separated from his grandfather to the young man he is now.
Although he and his grandfather had been separated for eight years, Jiang Rong used to be away guarding the border all year round.
The moment he saw his old man, Jiang Chen's eyes became inexplicably moist.
Although he is already in his sixties, his face is still so heroic, and his brows reveal a sense of majesty and determination.
He was wearing armor and holding a spear, and even the armor on his body shone with cold light, like an inviolable god of war.
He spared no effort to wait for the imperial court in Northern Xinjiang, in this extremely cold north.Resist foreigners and protect the people of Xuanwu Dynasty.
Seeing the border fortresses he had built over the years to prevent the Northerners from invading, Jiang Chen felt awe in his heart.
At this time, even Liu Huaian, who was standing by, couldn't help but want to remind the old man that the person standing in front of him was his grandson.
Jiang Chen stopped him with his eyes. He stepped forward and said to his grandfather:
"Marshal, although I am wearing the clothes of a Northerner, I am an authentic member of the Xuanwu Dynasty. How could I be a spy of a Northerner?"
The old marshal looked at Jiang Chen and said to him:
"I don't understand this. Since you are from the Xuanwu Dynasty, I really want to see who the fugitive that Yeluhan talks about is."
At this time, the general who sent Fan Yao to the barracks came to the marshal and said:
"Marshal, I guess the fugitive mentioned by Yeluhan is the one I ordered to be sent to the military camp. Seeing that he was seriously injured and dying, I took the initiative and sent someone to send him to the camp for treatment."
Jiang Chen said to the old marshal:
"Marshal, the seriously injured man is my friend. Although he is from the North, he is definitely not a spy."
When the old marshal heard this, he immediately said to the general:
"Come on, take me to have a look, and take these people with me as well."
After saying that, he immediately turned his horse's head and walked towards the camp under the leadership of the general.
Jiang Chen and the other three, also under the supervision of the soldiers, followed them towards the barracks.
When they arrived at the barracks where Fan Yao was being treated, the soldiers saw the marshal coming and quickly opened the door of the tent, and the marshal led a few people in.
Chen Ming, who was standing by the bed and nervously watching the doctor treating Fan Yao, saw an old general coming in.
He quickly bowed and stood aside, only to hear the marshal ask the doctor:
"How's the situation? Is there any help?"
The doctor quickly said to the marshal:
"Marshal, this man is very seriously injured. I have given him medicine and bandaged the wound. Because he lost too much blood, whether he can wake up in the end depends on his luck."
The marshal leaned down, glanced at Fan Yao and said to the doctor:
"Since this is the case, then just do your best to obey fate. If you can save him, no matter who he is, you must do your best."
At this time, the doctor called the marshal aside. He took something out of his sleeve, handed it to the marshal and said:
"Marshal, this is what I found on his body when I was bandaging him just now. I would like to ask the marshal to take a look."
The marshal took the yellow brocade silk stained red with blood from the doctor's hand.He opened it and saw that it was the handwriting of the Northern Emperor.
He slowly opened the brocade silk and opened his eyes wide after reading the contents.
He glanced in Fan Yao's direction again, and then said to his men:
"Come here, bring these three young men to my tent. I have something to ask them."