The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The end of the new year is approaching, and every household is bustling, but far away in the northwest frontier, where the war is spreading and the bitter cold of the northwest, you can't feel the slightest flavor of the year.

The cold wind is bleak, the night is long, and the entire Northwest camp is shrouded in a white world.

The patrolling soldiers numbly stepped on the knee-deep thick snow, creaking and creaking.

Other than that, the entire camp was extremely quiet.

The light reflected from the snow illuminated the camp slightly, and Yu Shaoqing finished today's post on the observation deck that was more than ten feet high.

Originally, according to the rules, after becoming a centurion, there is no need to go to the sentry post to rotate, but this is an order personally issued by Gui Delang.

Yu Shaoqing didn't seem to have any complaints, and after explaining the observation situation to the soldiers who replaced him, he returned to his tent expressionlessly.

As soon as they arrived at the gate, a post soldier from the southern battalion came over.

The Southern Camp has always looked down on the Northern Camp. Even a small post soldier often does not pay attention to the centurion of the Northern Camp, not to mention that General Gui Delang is still suppressing Yu Shaoqing everywhere. It was a rare thing to come over and have a word with him.

"You are Yu Shaoqing?" the postman said with a blank look.

Yu Shaoqing was above him in rank, so logically, he had to politely call a centurion and call him by his first name, which was really an offense.

If this gets out...

So what if it gets out?

With Gui Delang under pressure, can the bully of Yu Shaoqing be unable to eat and walk away?

"What's the matter?" Yu Shaoqing asked calmly.

The postman rolled his lips and glanced at Yu Shaoqing: "There are your things, they came from Lianhua Town, you should hurry to Nanying to get them."

Yu Shaoqing's eyes paused, as if a little unbelievable, but he didn't say anything, and went to the South Camp with the post soldiers, and brought back his things.

Those were two jars of food, the smaller jar contained pickles, and the larger jar contained meatballs and pancakes.

The one from Lianhua Town was naturally sent from home.

Yu Shaoqing touched the cold jar with both hands, his expression was still a bit incredulous.

After Wu San finished his patrol, he came to Yu Shaoqing's tent as usual. He didn't come here for food, but to deliver wine to Yu Shaoqing.

Isn't it almost Chinese New Year? He asked someone to buy a jug of wine from outside, and planned to spend New Year's Eve with Yu Shaoqing.

However, when he walked in, he saw the jar on the table at a glance.

"What is this?" he asked wonderingly.

Yu Shaoqing still had a face of ice cubes, but the edges and corners of his brows and eyes seemed to be softened: "Something from home."

Wu San was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled sarcastically: "Hey, those bastards are not greedy for your things this time? When did they become so kind? Be careful, don't put any medicine on you."

In the past few years in the military camp, Lao Yu has not had an easy life. He is a good person and has many military exploits, but he is too stubborn and offended many people. He failed to send all the letters to his family. He sent it, but none of it reached him.

Strictly speaking, this is the first thing Lao Yu brought home.

"Do you have a letter?"

"No, the family members are illiterate."

When he left, it was like this.

Wu San was also illiterate, so he didn't think it was strange. He stepped forward, looked carefully at the contents of the jar, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "There's so much to eat!"

There are meatballs, pickles, and flatbreads!

All of them are what he and Lao Yu love to eat!

"Your family loves you so much!" Wu San said enviously and jealously, and took out a heavy pancake.

Is this really a pie? Well, so heavy!

Wu San took a bite like a wolf.

Ma Dan, why is it so hard!

Another meatball was eaten.

Why does it taste so weird!

In the end, Wu San pinned his hopes on the jar of bright red pickles. He tore off a small piece lightly, but after licking it, he rolled his eyes on the spot...

...

It was also late at night in the capital, but the imperial study room was brightly lit.

"What did you say? The 20,000 soldiers of the Northwest Camp will be annihilated overnight? There will be no survivors?" The emperor sat behind the desk, put down the just-approved memorial, and said to Gao Yuan in front of him.

Gao Yuan replied with difficulty: "Yes, no one survived."

The emperor slapped the desk with a slap: "You bastard! Who taught you these gossips?!"

Gao Yuan took a deep breath and said, "Your Majesty is not trying to confuse people with lies, but I have made great determination to risk my life to admonish His Majesty."

The emperor smiled angrily: "Okay, okay, you risked your life to remonstrate, then you should tell me about it, how did you know the information that even the border guards can't spy on?"

Without waiting for Gao Yuan to answer, the emperor continued: "You asked me to send the 100,000 troops from Tongzhou to reinforce the Northwest camp. Have you ever thought that there are 150,000 Xiongnu troops stationed outside Tongzhou city! There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Tongzhou city. People! Do you want me to hand over the entire city of Tongzhou to the Xiongnu?!"

Gao Yuan said sternly: "The military report is wrong. There has never been an army of 150,000 Huns outside Tongzhou City. The army has all gone to the Northwest Camp. They are planning to use food and grass for the camp!"

As soon as the Huns entered the winter, they were short of supplies, and all food, grass and military salaries were robbed.

Northwest Daying is rich in supplies, and it is indeed easy to become fat in the eyes of the Huns.

But what Gao Yuan could think of, couldn't the general of the camp think of it? The defenses have already been strengthened, making the entire camp impregnable.

What's more, they also spied on the military situation, and learned that the Xiongnu army had pulled out their camp and gone outside Tongzhou City. Not surprisingly, they would launch an attack on Tongzhou on New Year's Eve.

Gao Yuan saluted and said, "Your Majesty, everything I said is true!"

The emperor snorted coldly: "Then answer me honestly, where did you spy on the military situation?"

Gao Yuan lowered his eyes, and sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead: "I... I am not spying... I am... watching the stars at night..."

The emperor interrupted him angrily: "You are offering sacrifices! You went to the Guozijian, not the Qintianjian! You still watch the stars at night! I called you back to Beijing to help the country, not to scare and disturb the world. Military spirit!"

"His Majesty……"

The emperor suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Or... you colluded with the Huns, and the Huns told you about this military situation? I just remembered that your little nephew seems to be half a Huns."

"Your Majesty!" Gao Yuan shook his body and raised his head suddenly!

The emperor brushed off his wide sleeves, and said with a cold expression: "Come here, put Gao Yuan in prison and wait to be punished!"

...

In the cold dungeon, Gao Yuan fell into a dream again.

He dreamed that he was standing on the city wall of Tongzhou, looking at the snow-capped distance.

Suddenly, a fast horse came galloping.

Immediately carry a person.

The man was carrying many arrows and seemed to be seriously injured. He was lying on the horse's back dying, as if he might fall off at any time.

When he got close, Gao Yuan realized that he was not carrying so many arrows, but was hit by so many arrows. He was almost shot into a hedgehog. Ordinary people would die if they were injured like this. What kind of obsession is trying to survive until now.

He sent the last and most important military information.

But he failed to see Tongzhou saved by him.

Gao Yuan closed the eyes that were gradually losing their luster, took off the iron plate around his neck, and wiped away the blood——

Commander, Yu Shaoqing.

Wan Wan: I don't care, my father must live! snort!