Beijing, Zhang Mansion.

General Su strode straight to a courtyard, and the servant behind him seemed to be unable to keep up with him.

When he pushed the door open, Zhang Fuling was standing on one side in the room, with a sad look on his face.

On the bed, two people were constantly busy. Soon a basin full of blood was brought out, and a pile of tattered armor was moved out after a while.

General Su reached out and grabbed the servant, glared and said sternly:

"This armor cannot be thrown away, and there is no need to be scrubbed. Just find a bag and wrap it on it. When the case is interrogated, it is all evidence."

The servant was so scared that he looked at Zhang Fuling, who nodded to him.

"As General Su said."

The servant ran away. General Su had already walked to Zhang Fuling and asked with concern:

"How is your guard Zhang Wanxun hasn't woken up yet?"

Zhang Fuling sighed and saluted General Su.

"General, don't blame him for being aware of Buzhou. After Zhang reported to His Majesty, he had just rushed back. It's been a few hours since Zhang Wanxun still hasn't woken up."

General Su was a little annoyed, "Isn't the imperial doctor invited? Didn't he suture it?"

Zhang Fuling shook his head slightly, "That's right, it can't be stitched for the time being. There is a fragment of the sword tip stuck in Zhang Wanxun's chest, but this thing cannot be taken out. The wounds that have been tossing for a long time have been treated, but this one cannot be stitched."

General Su paved back and forth, and his armor was rumbling with his movements. As he walked, General Su stopped moving.

Zhang Fuling's eyes also fell on General Su, and General Su raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Wanxun's direction.

"If this is in Qingping County, I think Zhou Heng will definitely be able to save him."

Zhang Fuling also nodded immediately, "I thought of this just now, but the capital is so far away from Qingping County, we have been escorting the criminals for ten days. If someone sends a message to him at this time, it will take at least twenty days to go back and forth. I am afraid that Zhang Wanxun will not be able to wait."

General Su waved his hand, "Do you know, how did I get the news to answer you?"

Zhang Fuling recalled for a moment and tilted his head to look at General Su.

"At that time, General Su said that Prince Ning had sent a message to you to pick me up. He did not seem to say that anyone had sent the news. Isn't it a post station?"

General Su shook his head and took out a small bamboo tube with a finger-length length from his arms, opened the bamboo tube, poured out a small note, which was only extended to the length of his palm, with fine small characters on it.

Then, General Su handed over a magnifying glass. This thing was so necessary from Zhu Yunmo. He was old and could not see the handwriting in the vicinity. Especially such small characters with fly heads were even more laborious.

Zhang Fuling took the magnifying glass, imitated General Su's appearance just now, raised it to look at the note, and his handwriting suddenly became bigger.

It says that Zhang Fuling set off and who was the person he was carrying, guessing what would happen, so he asked him to receive the news and send troops to rescue him as soon as possible. If he could not mobilize the soldiers, he would go to the Ning Prince's Mansion to mobilize the signing time on the seventh day of the 10th.

After reading it, Zhang Fuling grabbed the note with great force. Unexpectedly, the prince who had only met once made such a detailed order for his safety.

Judging from the date, this was issued on the seventh day of the lunar month, which means that after thinking about it for several days or finding clues, this judgment was made.

But General Su was on the ninth day of the lunar month when he was rescued. How could he have such a quick way of delivery? Besides, it was such a small bamboo tube.

Thinking of the army, Zhang Fuling was stunned. Could it be

"Is it a Fei Ge delivering a letter?"

General Su raised his head and laughed, "You scholars are still smart, you guessed it. By the way, they are sending letters to Fei Ge. When I left, I left a few pigeons that I had raised since childhood. That thing was smart. It took only one day to fly from Qingping County to the capital and directly found my house in the capital."

"one day?"

Zhang Fuling reached out to grab General Su's arm, and his face could not hide his excitement.

"General Su, then send a letter to Zhou Hengfeige now. How about asking him to come to Beijing to inquire about Zhang Wan?"

General Su thought about it, even though he was a rude man, he knew the ways in which Zhang Fuling was assassinated. He looked up at Zhang Fuling with his eyes shining.

"It is not difficult to let Zhou Heng come for treatment. He was originally an implicated person in this case. The journey was long and Lord Zhang was protected by many guards and almost couldn't reach the capital. Would he be alone and want to bury the corpse in the wilderness?"

Zhang Fuling became depressed in an instant. General Su was right. He was really not considerate, but Zhang Wanxun wanted to treat him, so he couldn't watch him ignore him?

"General Su, as you said, what can we do now to save Zhang Wanxun?"

General Su rolled his eyes and pulled Zhang Fuling out of the room. He stood under the tree in the courtyard. It was empty and the distance between the people around him was far, which was safer.

"Mr. Zhang, you are concerned about it now. In fact, there are two ways to solve the current crisis. The first method is to take a fast ship from the capital and head straight to Qingping County. I remember that the Grand Canal of Beijing and Hangzhou will pass through Jining. It takes only half a day to transfer to Jining. The speed of this journey is twice as fast as you can ride a carriage, and you can get there in five or six days."

General Su glanced at Zhang Fuling and saw that he was not interested in this suggestion, he immediately continued:

"The second method is to ask Prince Ning to return to Beijing and help escort the remaining witnesses. In this way, you need to submit a memorial and ask Your Majesty to send Jining Guards to be responsible for the protection. However, this plan is to involve King Ning, who has always been in the world. Moreover, the fastest speed of this route will not be able to reach the capital for half a month."

Zhang Fuling thought about it carefully. From sending a memorial to sending the garrison to dispatching the garrison, and then protecting the prince and Zhou Heng to Beijing, it was a conservative estimate for half a month.

Zhang Fuling looked up at the room. Zhang Wanxun was hit by thirty-two swords to save himself. He must not give up on his treatment. Inviting Zhou Heng to Beijing seemed a bit unrealistic. He still had to find the Clippers to set off. This is the most effective method.

Making up his mind, Zhang Fuling looked at General Su, clasped his fists and said:

"It seems that it is really a waste of time to invite Zhou Heng to Beijing. I will submit a memorial now and ask Your Majesty to allow the imperial physician to follow Zhang Wanxun to go south to Qingping County for treatment. I just don't know where the fast ship can be found?"

General Su waved his hand and said, "Go and get a memorandum, I'll make sure you can get on the boat tomorrow. You should prepare faster and faster."

Zhang Fuling quickly bowed and said, but he didn't know how to say thank you. He knew that General Su could understand his mood at the moment, so he spared no effort to help. These were people who had experienced life and death. Zhang Fuling was no longer polite and quickly walked towards the room.

The imperial doctor came out and saw Zhang Fuling coming in and quickly bowed and said:

"Sir, the tip of the sword is stuck in the cracks of the bones, and it seems that it has pierced his lungs. From time to time, blood is coughed out, but we searched for the tip of the knife for an hour but couldn't find it. Now I want to hear the advice of the adults, whether to take it out or treat it conservatively, and leave the tip of the sword in the lungs for the time being."

Zhang Fuling raised his hand and said, "Don't worry about the tip of the sword for now. I want you to use whatever method to ensure that Zhang Wanxin's life is ten days old. Is there any problem?"

The imperial doctor looked up at Zhang Fuling, as if he understood something, thought for a moment, and said:

"If it is not taken out, it is still feasible to delay the patient for ten days. However, the tip of the sword will remain in the body for a long time, and sooner or later, life will be in danger."

Zhang Fuling shook his head, "You can treat it here, remember what you said. If you can't protect it for ten days, you have heard of my reputation as an official. I will definitely check all your ancestors for generations to make sure that your family will not be able to live in peace, so you can understand it."

The imperial doctor was so scared that his legs became weak and he piled up on the ground.

"Don't worry, even if I die, I can save Commander Zhang's life in these ten days."

Zhang Fuling turned around and left the room, headed straight to the gate, and called on people to carry out the boxes containing the books of Wanmin, as well as all the accounts and medical cards for the disaster relief in Qingping County, and followed him to the palace.

General Su stood behind and looked at him, nodding slightly.
Chapter completed!