Chapter 32 Civilization It turns out that I was dreaming just now.
Zhu Chongjiu blinked his glasses hard and thought dizzily.
That was not entirely a dream, but a fact that happened in Zhu Dapeng's time and space.
The Ming Dynasty, which was built with countless efforts and lives, only stood for more than 270 years before it collapsed.
Then there is the unparalleled "we Qing Dynasty", which has stolen the country for more than 200 years and signed more than a thousand traitorous treaties.
Then came the Revolution of 1911, the warlords' melee and the Japanese invasion.
From 1911 to 1949, there were thirty-eight years of great chaos.
During this period, rivers of blood flowed across the land of China, and the traitors and traitors became more arrogant than the other, with good reasons.
These memories have always been hidden deep in Zhu Dapeng's heart.
So after the two souls merged, they also became part of Zhu Chongjiu's memory.
He didn't have to think about it at all, it would just appear in front of him.
It doesn’t take much effort to calculate, all kinds of characters will appear in your mind.
Pan Yugui was not the last national traitor, nor was he the most shameless one.
His high talk of betraying the country in order to accept advanced civilization and betraying the country in order to be patriotic will not interrupt the inheritance.
In Zhu Dapeng's time and space, there were many people who clamored that China should be colonized for three hundred years every day.
There are countless people who shout every day that they would not hesitate to subjugate their country again in order to fully accept Western civilization.
Therefore, Zhu will never let them get their wish.
This is the meaning of Zhu's existence and the common mission of the two souls.
Thinking of this, Zhu Chongjiu tried his best to open his eyes again and forced himself not to fall into a deep sleep.
Although, doing so made him very tired.
Lu Shuang'er's face became clearer and clearer, and at the same time, what gradually became clearer was the burst of dull pain in his right chest.
"I seem to have been hit by a bullet."
The memory fragments before coma quickly flooded into Zhu Chongjiu's mind.
The continuous sound of gunfire, the vicious female soldier, and Hu Dahai who used his body to block the sharp blades and bullets for himself They were fire blunderbuss, with at least ten guns in number, and they adopted the three-stage rotation shooting method just implemented by the Huai'an Army.
The distance was about thirty to forty steps.
If Mr.
Su's nagging and the heat had not been a hindrance, I would have put on another layer of wire vest under my breastplate to promote air circulation before disembarking.
Thinking of this, Zhu Chongjiu suddenly shuddered.
My instinct is to sit up and check my surroundings.
However, the pain in his chest was like a boulder, weighing him down and unable to move.
The warning sounds from his mouth turned into intermittent moans, "Shuang, Shuang'er, don't cry.
Let's go, take them out of here and go back to Yangzhou.
Go back to Yangzhou immediately."
"Husband, we are in Yangzhou.
We are in Yangzhou now."
Lu Shuang'er was happy and scared at the same time.
His eyes widened with tears and he responded loudly.
"We are at home in Yangzhou now.
The Guards Brigade sent you back the night before yesterday."
"Ah" Zhu Chongjiu nodded with difficulty.
It seems like there are countless twine threads intertwined with each other to form a huge mystery in my mind.
I want to solve it one by one, but I can't find where to start first.
"I, I've been unconscious for a few days.
Please bring me some water."
"Five days includes the day of the assassination as the fifth day," Lu Shuang'er responded quickly, and then went to carry the kettle with a big belly.
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Several other concubines quickly supported her and then picked up the kettle with all their hands.
The oldest woman named Furong poured a cup of hot ginseng soup, tested the temperature with her lips first, then took a deep sip, held it in her mouth, and slowly approached Zhu Chongjiu's lips.
Although he has admitted that the other party is one of his wives, Zhu Chongjiu is still a little unable to accept such a fragrant way of feeding water.
Just as he was about to shake his head and refuse, he heard Lu Shuang'er whispering advice: "Husband, just drink like this.
These days, the sisters have been taking turns feeding you like this."
"Ah" Zhu Chongjiu was stunned again, his face turned as red as pig liver.
But the next words of another very young concubine made him give up his struggle completely, "Sister Shuang'er is afraid that someone will poison you, so we sisters have tasted the food and water you gave you.
As long as our sisters are still alive, Others will never want to harm you again."
"Dong" was like something tapping lightly deep in my heart.
Zhu Chongjiu opened his mouth resignedly and pressed tightly against Fu Rong's red lips.
The ginseng soup with body temperature flows down the throat and into the stomach, and at the same time, there are countless tender feelings flowing in.
One sip, two sips, three sips, as much as he could, he allowed himself to drink.
Only by drinking the ginseng soup could he stand up as soon as possible.
Only by standing up could he protect his Lu Shuang'er, these girls who were connected to his life and death, and the children in Shuang'er's belly.
When the whole pot of ginseng soup was finished, he felt that his energy was much better again.
The pain in my chest became more and more clear.
There was one traumatic injury and several broken ribs.
He personally improved gunpowder and muskets, and then he almost became a rebel general who died under muskets.
"Okay, I'm full."
Zhu Chongjiu shook his head gently and signaled Lu Furong not to continue feeding.
Then try to bend your arms and try to support your upper body with your elbows.
This action made him sweat profusely in pain.
The girls, who had just relaxed a little, were also frightened.
They rushed forward in unison, supporting each other and loudly dissuading them, "Husband, be careful.
The doctor said you I suffered internal injuries and must rest."
"Husband, don't move.
If you have anything to do, just ask me to do it."
"Husband, Su Changshi and General Xu Hong are outside.
If you need them, I can call them in at any time."
While he was in a hurry, Su Mingzhe's unique drake voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "Governor, my old minister, Hong San, Xiyu, Youtu, and Ivan are all here.
If you have anything to do, you can give me orders at any time."
"You guys" Zhu Chongjiu was stunned for a moment, exhausted all the strength in his arms, and lay down slowly and hesitantly.
"Where are Shangong and Ziyun, as well as Jingchu and Yongnian, how many of them are there?"
"Good Lord is in charge of government affairs in the Government Affairs Council, and Ziyun is in charge of the Privy Council.
While the master is in coma, the three courts are operating normally.
The veteran has issued a silence order to strictly prohibit the spread of your injury to the outside world.
Jingchu and Yongnian are making meritorious deeds and swear not to After arresting all the assassins, the two of them will come to see them."
Su Mingzhe was a rare smart person.
He picked up the situation that Zhu Chongjiu might want to know the most and reported it loudly.
"Huh!"
Zhu Chongjiu heard himself take a deep breath, and his tense mood slowly relaxed.
"How is Hu Dahai's condition?
Is he still alive?
Don't hide it from me.
Tell me the truth."
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"Then, to report to the Governor, Hu Dahai was seriously injured.
But" Su Mingzhe hesitated, his voice obviously trembling, "but, he, he was also rescued.
However, lord, don't worry, wait.
After your injury is healed, you can summon him at any time”: