Beiliang knows that Gan Cheng is a good general of Beiliang, and no one can be better than him. However, he knows that when it comes to chaotang's scheming, it is less than half of his ability on the battlefield. However, Beiliang's soldiers support him. Maybe Gan Cheng is not fully aware of what kind of result this situation can change, but it's just like falling flowers are deliberately ruthless, Many ministers in the court were worried about this, especially the royalist faction, because the emperor of the northern Liang Dynasty did not have enough prestige now, and was even more afraid of Gan Cheng's prestige.

It was true. On the second day, under the chairmanship of Empress Dowager Gan, the emperor of the northern Liang Dynasty also sent a decree to let Gan Cheng transfer to the West original border. Beiliang has always had a great appetite. Both Xiyuan and Daxin want to dye the purport.

And Gancheng accepted the edict.

However, Lange's disappearance has aroused lansong's concern. Although Lange is a little noisy, he will disappear on weekdays. He is not seen for one or two days, but now he is not seen for three or four days. Gan Ji only promised LAN song that if LAN Ge came back, he would take good care of him and not let LAN song worry.

Although LAN song was worried, he didn't really talk to Gan Cheng.

On the second day, after giving an account in the army, Gan Cheng began to prepare to go north and then West, straight to Xiyuan.

After Gan Cheng left Beiliang's military camp in Jia Cangfeng, Su Yunchu and Zhou Zong had developed an antidote for Murong yuan in the Daxin military camp. Murong yuan was sitting in the huge bath bucket prepared for him in the camp, almost naked, while the bucket was filled with dark brown potions. Murong yuan sat with his eyes closed, and the sweat on his forehead was clearly visible, His eyebrows were also deeply wrinkled, and he was suffering the most.

At this time, seven or eight out of ten acupoints on Murong yuan's body were inserted with silver needles. The silver needles were soaked in the potion for 20 hours, and plunged into Murong yuan's acupoints with Su Yunchu's familiar techniques to adjust the confusion caused by the toxin caused by mosquitoes in the body. The pricking method of silver needle has extremely strict requirements. It must be inserted into the corresponding depth at each acupoint. There is a slight difference, which may have a bad impact, so as to prevent the smooth detoxification process.

This is exactly what Zhou Zong admired most about Su Yunchu. Su Yunchu's needling skills are so perfect that no one can surpass them. Therefore, this time, Su Yunchu took care of dozens of silver needles alone.

The needling took time and effort. After a while, Su Yun was not much better than Murong yuan.

However, when he was relieved, Su Yunchu looked at Murong yuan sitting in the bath bucket. He was not relaxed, because this poisoning once again intensified the existing toxin in the inner body. He was afraid that even if the poison left by the mosquito was untied in the future, Murong yuan's pain would be deeper than the original every time he got sick, Five years was a natural process, but now... I'm afraid we must find hidden grass within three years.

Looking at Murong yuan sitting in the bath bucket, Su Yunchu thought about it, but his eyebrows were deeply locked. Several people in the room looked at her dignified appearance, and no one knew what to say. Zhou Zong also stared nervously at Murong yuan in the bath bucket, while Yan Yishan only looked back and forth between Su Yunchu and Murong yuan.

At this time, everything in the camp was quiet, which also set off Murong yuan's occasional stuffy hum more clearly. Nearly three hours have passed. With the accumulation of time, it is more and more difficult. Although Su Yunchu has no personal taste, he also knows that the bitter taste is almost the same as that when he poisoned his hair. At that time, he can suppress some for the time being, but he can only let go at this time.