Chapter 107: Intoxication

  Intoxication

  General Zhao was thoroughly frightened.

  Yin Ruofei is so young and yet he's already proficient in archery and horseback riding, and on top of that, he's also skilled in medicine. If this continues for a few more years, will anyone else have a chance to survive?

  Watching Yin Ruofei frowning and concentrating on taking the pulse, regardless of whether it was true or false, General Zhao did not dare to disturb him. After a while, looking at his expression seemed to have some clues, he opened his mouth to ask gently.

  "It doesn't matter." Yin Ruofei withdrew his hand and beckoned a soldier from the doorway to instruct, "A small cup of Sichuan pepper, Angelica dahurica, and Saposhnikovia divaricata, decocted and used as a mouthwash, should be able to relieve toothache."

  "This... does it work?" General Zhao was an unrefined man, he couldn't even recognize a single character on a big signboard, but he still knew about things like Sichuan pepper.

  "Ah, this can temporarily relieve your toothache. I'll also give you a prescription, and have General Zhao send someone to fetch it from the medical officer later." Yin Ruofei dipped her brush in ink and began writing, "Fengfeng, Jingjie, powder Danpi, Shigao, Shengdi, Gancao each one or two mace, Qingpi seven fen, Niubangzi seven fen, water decoction. They are all commonly used medicinal herbs, I reckon they should all be available."

  Yin Ruofei picked up the prescription and blew on it gently until the ink was dry before handing it over.

  "Thank you, young master." General Zhao was a rough man, but he had a good heart. He would speak out against things he didn't like, and he would also swallow his pride for those he got along with. "I've wronged you many times before, please don't take offense, I'm just a rough person..."

  "General Zhao still calls me Vanguard Officer." Yin Ruo Fei waved his hand, "I have something else to do, General Zhao, you stay here."

  "Ah, okay, okay, take care." General Zhao saw off Yin Ruofei and sat back down in his seat, falling into deep thought.

  "General, the soup is ready." After the soldier brought over the simmered soup, General Zhao finally woke up from his deep thought, rinsed his mouth with the soup, and indeed felt a great relief from the pain.

  "Go, go to the doctor and get this prescription." At this time, General Zhao no longer had any doubts. He didn't recognize many of the characters on the prescription, but the handwriting was elegant and beautiful, which was an undeniable fact. General Zhao sat alone in his tent, deep in thought, and after a while, he slapped his thigh and said, "I don't care if he's from a noble family or a poor scholar, I, Old Zhao, have made up my mind about this man!"

  Yin Ruofei hummed a little tune as he returned to Ze Wang's large tent, and seeing the satisfied look on his face, Zong Jingze guessed that this kid had succeeded.

  It's actually quite simple, this General Liu is not a good person, jealous of others' talents and abilities, with no tolerance for others. The only ones who get along with him are the previous General Long and this General Zhao.

  These two men were both with him in the military, crawling and climbing up together. They had a deep relationship with General Liu, and the reason why General Liu was close to these two men was that they were both lower-ranking officials than him, and they were also honest and kind people who didn't stand in his way.

  As for General Liu, Yin Ruo Fei had always looked down on him, but in front of the two armies, he couldn't afford to let him hurt his own general, so he quickly thought of a plan.

  Isn't this General Liu just displeased with him, and then General Long was also infatuated with him, so he spread some rumors behind his back? Fortunately, others knew a little about him and didn't believe it, only General Zhao was deceived by his words.

  Then this mouthful, just cut from General Zhao's place, wait until General Zhao also stood on his head, this kind of narrow-minded person like General Liu, wouldn't he be so angry that he would get internal injuries.

  This General Zhao's toothache wasn't a secret, and anyone who asked around would know about it. Toothaches aren't considered an illness, but if they really start to hurt, it's enough to make someone suffer. When Yin Ruofei found out, he had already started thinking about this.

  Toothache, it's either tooth replacement or fire passing through the inner meridian, and the fire energy not dispersing is what causes the toothache. General Zhao at his age naturally wouldn't be replacing teeth. Yin Ruo Fei sneered and mixed some medicine, preparing a few fine wooden picks that were even smaller than toothpicks to soak in the medicinal liquid.

  The doctor and the poison are not separated, Yan Ruofei's medical skills are as good as this poison is played, Han Susu has only one personally transmitted disciple, and all the handwritten notes and collected medical books have been given to him. Not to mention anything else, just two books of medical classics and poisonous scriptures can benefit people endlessly.

  General Zhao was a military general and also a rough man. Although he wielded his spear and rod with skill, he had nothing to do with the martial arts world. He didn't know anything about hidden weapons or poisoning techniques.

  Yin Ruofei grasped the wooden needle with just the right amount of force, and to him, it only felt like a mosquito bite. Little did he know, this one needle was enough to draw out all the fire in his body, and this toothache was unprecedented in its pain.

  Not to mention eating buns, even noodles can't be bitten, and the general's physical consumption is great. These two days are visibly thinner.

  Just as he was feeling anxious, Yin Ruofei gave him a worried look and took his pulse, then nonchalantly prescribed him a remedy that still worked instantly. The complexity of Zhao's emotions at this moment is beyond description.

  Yin Ruofei told this from start to finish, and Rong Jingze couldn't help but laugh. "You little scoundrel, you're getting more and more cunning."

  How did you come up with such a vicious move?

  But anyway, this is also a bloodless victory, the most harmless way, although some losses were incurred, but fortunately the parties involved are unaware of it, so it doesn't matter.

  "I reckon that in two days, General Zhao's attitude will undergo a significant change, and by then that Liu monkey will definitely be driven mad." Yin Ruofei hehe smiled to himself, pulled off his clothes, and slipped under the covers.

  Rong Jingze was still reading military books under the oil lamp, he waited every day until Yin Ruofei had been in bed for a while before going in, so as not to catch cold and bring on chills.

  Yin Ruofei is now fourteen, and he also knows how to be shy. Every time, it's always when he gets under the covers that he takes off his clothes. However, by nightfall, when he falls asleep, Rong Jingze would stretch out his hand, and that sleepy little guy would automatically roll into his arms, without any of the previous shyness.

  Of course, even if Xiao Fei didn't go himself, Master Wang would personally take action and bring the person into his arms.

  Today Xu was overjoyed, Yin Ruofei was so excited that he forgot himself, right in the middle of the account, he took off his clothes and jumped onto the bed made of sheepskin rug.

  Rong Jingze stared blankly at the white strip flashing by, his mind extremely distracted for a moment. He couldn't continue reading and lightly coughed, muttering to himself that he was unusually sleepy today, then took off his clothes and dove into bed.

  Yin Ruofei has been in the military camp for these days, and there is nothing to play with. It's a bit boring, but now that this has happened, people are obviously more spirited.

  The quilt wasn't warm, Rong Jingze felt a bit cold, and tentatively put his hand on Yin Ruofei's waist. Yin Ruofei was excitedly talking, but the moment the slightly cool arm touched him, he shivered.

  "Prince Wang, how did you get in so quickly?" Yin Ruo Fei's body was warm and toasty, but Rong Jing Ze's body was cold, making the contrast even more striking.

  Yin Ruofei's body suddenly broke out in goosebumps, and he looked at Rong Jingze with a pitiful expression. He didn't push Rong Jingze away, knowing that the other was even colder than him, but he was also very cold now.

  "Or shall we have a drink?" asked Rong Jingze, hesitating for a moment. Having too much to drink not only warms people up but also gets Yin Ruofei drunk, who doesn't hold his liquor well...

  There are two types of liquor on this prairie. One is milk liquor, which tastes sweet and mellow, while the other has a slightly worse taste but is very strong and pungent.

  Rong Jingze got out of bed, put on a large cloak to wrap himself up, pulled open the thick curtains of the big tent, and saw that the twenty-eight guards at the door were taking turns keeping watch. When they saw their master come out, they hurriedly asked what was going on.

  Rong Jingze whispered a few words, which made the other person pause for a moment, and soon brought back the wine.

  On the grassland, although there were only two kinds of wine, they also brought their own private team led by Ze Wang, which was not just walking. The various things on the car team were very complete. However, Ze Wang didn't want good wine but wanted that inferior wine, which was a bit strange.

  Rong Jingze took the wine back to the bedside and poured more than half a bowl into a small bowl for Yin Ruofei.

  "Drink up."

  "Am I drinking alone?" Yin Ruofei pointed to his own nose and let out a strange cry. Although he loved to drink, it was not allowed in the army, lest they neglect important matters. If he were to drag Rong Jingze along with him, then it would be fine.

  Rong Jingze's body was cold, so he drank some wine to warm up, which was perfectly normal. Not only did the emperor know about it, but even before Yin Haicheng arrived, the emperor had personally instructed him that although drinking was not allowed on ordinary days, Rong Jingze was an exception.

  However, Rong Jingze didn't drink, he drank alone, if someone found out, it would be a bit troublesome.

  "There's a king in you, what are you afraid of?" Yong Jingze thought about Yin Ruofei's drunk appearance and felt a little anxious, starting to urge him on.

  "Just drink it." Since Yin Ruofei came to the border, he really hadn't had a few drinks. Now that he smelled the wine aroma, he was a bit tempted. But after taking a big gulp, Yin Ruofei almost spat it out - what kind of terrible wine is this, so pungent and intense?

  Yin Ruofei coughed violently, and more than half of the wine was swallowed, from her throat to her stomach, a flame suddenly ignited, as if it had caught fire.

  "What awful wine!" Yin Ruofei's eyes were brimming with tears, "How can you drink something so bitter!"

  "Is it really that hard to drink?" Rong Jingze suddenly narrowed his eyes, a hint of laziness flowing from his expression.

  "Really." Yin Ruofei nodded honestly.

  "I'll have a taste." Rong Jingze held Yin Ruofei's hand, took a light sip from the spot where her lips had touched, and slowly swallowed. "It tastes good, it's fine wine!"

  "Really?" Yin Ruofei was still waiting for Rong Jingze to spit it out, but unexpectedly the other slowly drank it down and savored it carefully, as if drinking a bowl of fine old wine. "How is that possible?"

  Yin Ruofei held his wine bowl and stared blankly, could it be that he had just misperceived earlier?

  "Try it again..."

  "Oh." Yin Ruofei nodded honestly and took another big mouthful. He thought it was his own illusion, but actually it was a good wine, but unexpectedly after drinking this mouthful, it was another big mouthful of bad wine, burning hotly like a fire in his stomach.

  "How is it?" Yong Jingze asked with a smile, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

  "You deceived me!" Yin Ruofei tearfully accused, at this moment Rong Jingze's smiling face looked even more like a fox.

  Drinking is just drinking, isn't it to make Zhan Ze warmer? Who would have thought that the other party would take out such a bad old wine to deceive him into drinking. Clearly knowing he can't hold his liquor, they still gave it to him...it's simply too much!

  "It's really good wine." Rong Jingze took the bowl from Yin Ruofei's hand and drank it all in one gulp. Yin Ruofei was already a bit drunk, staring blankly at Rong Jingze as he downed the wine, still admiring his master's capacity for liquor - even such bad wine could be drunk. Before this thought was even finished, he saw that admirable master of his pressing down on him...