Chapter 1134: The Return of the Mo Family (2)
In the ward,
Princess Changle woke up slowly, looking at the white and tender little face of her son on the left, and the dark face of Morton next to her, she couldn't help but feel happy.
After a long journey, Merton was already exhausted, and after Princess Changle was safely produced, he relaxed and couldn't hold back his sleep, but Princess Changle's awakening immediately alarmed the sleeping Merton.
"Are you awake?" Merton suddenly said with a look of surprise on his face, and hurriedly sent someone to Zhang's family.
The Zhang family came in a hurry, and after carefully examining Princess Changle and the child, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Princess Changle's body is very stable, and the little marquis is also very healthy, Mo Hou don't worry." ”
"Thank you, Dean Zhang!" Merton thanked him from the bottom of his heart.
Fortunately, he prepared the Women's and Children's Hospital in advance, otherwise Princess Changle would be greatly damaged even if she survived this catastrophe.
"Mo Hou is polite, thanks to Mo Hou's trust, the old body is fortunate not to be dishonored!" Zhang sighed.
Since entering the Women's and Children's Hospital for three years, Zhang's hands have rescued too many pregnant women with dystocia, if there is no Women's and Children's Hospital, these pregnant women with dystocia are afraid that they will all die, or even die twice.
Nowadays, the Women's and Children's Hospital has the top fertility success rate and infant survival rate, and has long become the first choice for pregnant women in Chang'an.
After the completion of Luoyang, Zhang was ready to follow the example of the Mo Hospital and apply for the support of the imperial court to open the Women's and Children's Hospital all over the Tang Dynasty.
"You rest here first, and you need to enter the palace to report to Your Majesty for your husband." Merton said softly to Princess Changle, he hurried back, and met Princess Changle had a difficult birth, and he didn't have time to say a few words to Li Shimin, now that Princess Changle has turned the corner, it's time to report to the palace, I'm afraid Li Shimin can't wait.
"Husband!" Princess Changle grabbed Merton's hand tightly, as if she let go, it was like a dream, and Merton would disappear.
Merton patted Changle's hand and said, "Don't worry, the husband will go back when he goes, and I won't leave when I come back this time." ”
"Hmm!"
Princess Changle nodded heavily, then let go of her hand and watched Merton walk out of the ward, her heart was settled.
Merton walked out of the ward, only to see that Pound was already waiting outside, and when he saw Morton coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mohou, please!" ”
Merton walked out of the maternity and children's hospital, immediately boarded the carriage that had been prepared, and headed straight for the palace.
On the carriage, Pang De looked at Merton's dark face and couldn't help sighing: "It's really a fluke that Mo Hou can return safely, otherwise the eldest princess doesn't know how sad it is." ”
Not only is Princess Changle sad, because Merton did not return, causing Princess Changle to almost have a difficult birth, if Princess Changle has another accident, Li Shimin and Queen Changsun may be even more sad.
Merton couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The kid is bent on avenging the firearms supervisor, but he didn't expect it to take so long. ”
"It's good to be back!" Pang De was relieved, "But Mohou should be careful, Your Majesty is very angry with you for pursuing the remnants of the Tibetan army without authorization." ”
Merton couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "Angry! Since the kid is sure to pursue, he is naturally sure to retreat. ”
Pound sneered: "I hope you dare to say this when you see Your Majesty." ”
Merton couldn't help but feel a little weak, as if he had made a big fuss this time.
The carriage hurried and soon reached the palace.
In the imperial city, the officials of the three provinces and six ministries were busy, and occasionally an official from the three provinces and six ministries came out in a hurry.
Suddenly, a court official hurried over with official duties, and suddenly a young man with a dark face walked up, and said in his heart: "Why is this black boy so similar to the Mo family?" ”
However, he just hurriedly took a look, plus in his impression, Mo Jiazi could not say that he was a little white face, but it was definitely not black, and Mo Jiazi was said to have chased into the Eight Hundred Miles of Hanhai, and there was no news at all, so how could he suddenly appear in the Imperial City.
"That's not right!"
This official was stunned, how could he appear in the palace if he was an ordinary person, and this black-faced young man was accompanied by the eunuch Pang Gonggong beside His Majesty, and combined with the fact that Merton was deep into the Eight Hundred Miles of Hanhai, so this blackface had a reasonable explanation.
"Could it be the return of the Mo family!" This official was shocked in his heart, and at the moment this person suppressed the turmoil in his heart, the Mo family returned, which is a big news.
In the Taiji Palace, Li Shimin had no intention of correcting the twists and turns, and from time to time the scene of Princess Changle's difficult birth and the dark face of Morton's boy flashed in his heart, and he was angry and distressed for a while.
"Your Majesty, Mohou has arrived!" Outside the main hall, Pang De's voice suddenly came.
Li Shimin took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said in a deep voice: "Let him in!" ”
Pound pushed open the door and invited Merton in.
"See Your Majesty!" Merton stepped into the Taiji Hall and saluted.
"You kid still know to come back!" Before Pang De closed the door, he heard Li Shimin's roar, and couldn't help but have a smile on his face, with his understanding of Li Shimin, since His Majesty was angry, it was usually not a big problem.
"Wechen............ Know the mistake! Merton tried to plead, but wisely bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
Looking at Merton's dark face, and even the sunburn on the back of his neck, Li Shimin's anger subsided slightly, and he knew in his heart that Merton must have suffered a lot in the desert.
"Say it! After telling the story of this pursuit, if you dare to make a moth again, don't blame me for being unsympathetic. Li Shimin snorted coldly.
Merton smiled bitterly at the moment: "Wechen led four hundred firearms supervisors to tail the remnants of the Tibetan army, the enemy advanced and I retreated, the enemy retreated and I advanced, the enemy stationed in me to disturb, the enemy tired and I fought, and kept consuming the remnants of the Tibetan army, but not in a head-to-head confrontation, Wechen is sure that the remnants of the Tubo army will be killed before they arrive and the end." ”
"When the enemy advances, I retreat, when the enemy retreats, I advance, when the enemy is stationed, I disturb, and when the enemy is tired, I fight."
Li Shimin's eyes couldn't help but light up when he heard this 16-character operational policy, and with his extremely high military attainment, he naturally easily comprehended the power of this 16-character operational policy. At the moment, I couldn't help but sigh that the Mo family's ink attack really deserved its reputation.
"However, the remnant general of Tubo, Qin Ling, saw through Weichen's intentions, and no longer went to the end, but plunged westward into the 800-mile Hanhai, intending to die with the firearms supervisor and complete the task of killing Weichen." Merton continued.
Li Shimin's anger suddenly rose again: "Since you know that you are going to die together, then you still chase into the Eight Hundred Miles of Han Sea." ”
"Wechen is sure that he will get out of the way." Merton said proudly.
Li Shimin said coldly: "Are you sure to get out of the way?" It is an eight-hundred-mile Han Sea, where humans and beasts are extinct, and it is a forbidden area for life, so be sure! Have you been stuck in the desert for so long? ”
Merton said with a little hypocrisy: "Wei Chen and the firearms supervisor were one person and two horses at that time, and they carried more water sources than the remnants of the Tibetan army, not to mention that Wei Chen even mastered the secret technique of taking water from the desert. ”
"Like a monitor lizard chasing poisoned prey?" Li Shimin sneered. Although the firearms supervisor was stranded in Yumen Pass, Gaochang King Koji Zhisheng had already been sent to Chang'an City, so he naturally knew about the conversation between Merton and Koji Zhisheng.
Merton nodded and said, "Yes, but who would have thought that Koji Zhisheng was lucky and found a small oasis first, so that this chase dragged on a little too long." ”
When Merton told in detail about the battle in the 800-mile Hanhai Sea, Li Shimin heard that the Modun Desert was taking water out of thin air, the desert was pursuing, the remnants of the Tibetan army were struggling to survive, and then approaching the Tulun River and neutralizing the Khotanese tribe, he couldn't help but be thrilled and couldn't help but be enthusiastic.
"Count you lucky boy, that wrong step will kill you in the desert." Li Shimin admired in his heart, but his mouth was not forgiving.
Merton couldn't help but smile awkwardly.
Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves, and Pang De hurriedly preached: "Your Majesty, the Yumen Pass is eight hundred miles away." ”
"Hurry up!"
Li Shimin was suddenly startled and hurriedly summoned him.
Soon, a dusty post man entered the Taiji Hall and bowed to the ground: "Your Majesty, the firearms supervisor is triumphant, and the Mohou ............." ”
The post guard suddenly swept away, and when he saw the swarthy Mo Jiazi on the side, he couldn't help but be stunned, swallowed his saliva and said, "Mo Hou...... Return safely. ”
According to Li Shimin's instructions, once there is news of Merton's return, he will immediately rush back eight hundred miles to deliver the message, but Mohou, who was still in Yumen Pass when he set off, appeared in the Taiji Hall faster than him.