At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"Of course, this is already the boundary of Shangjing."

"If you think about it, the assassination of the Marquis was not due to inspection."

If something goes wrong with the governor, local officials should be held accountable.

After all, wherever you go, you need guidance.

If the assassin is a foreigner, the road lead is a forgery.

How are the cities you pass through inspected and held accountable?

If the assassin has no way to lead, there will be no trace.

I guess he was lurking around not far away in the past, so he still needs to be held accountable!

Lu Sheng understood.

But if you think about it carefully, the talent of Marquis Jiangling cannot be described in one day.

If he could be killed, it would be a big loss for Daliang.

For... officials under the Marquis of Jiangling, it was the day when they would come to the fore.

Thinking about it this way, if he is not the enemy of Jiangling Marquis, he is...

Lu Sheng was about to inform Xie Yuheng of his analysis.

He raised his head and saw that the person beside him was a fat woman with a sad face.

"Oh, my desk, chair and bench..."

She had just started crying when Rong Shi stuffed two banknotes into her hands.

The fat woman took a closer look, and her pupils instantly dilated to two hundred taels!

Suddenly, he beamed with joy.

"Ouch, my desk, chair and bench!"

"Have a good time down there and don't miss home. There is no place for you at home!"

Lu Sheng: "..."

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same.

Lu Sheng looked at the man in red, squatting in front of an injured person, wondering what he was talking about.

He pursed his lips and glanced in the direction of his donkey.

Then, he raised his feet and walked towards Rong Ba to see if he could help.

The donkey is injured anyway, so it makes no difference whether you pull out the arrow earlier or later.

At worst, he would go to Zheng County on foot.

When Lu Sheng passed by Xie Yuheng's place, he heard the faint voices of the soldiers.

Look closely.

I saw only a sword stuck in his upper body.

The sword penetrated directly and came out from the back, and blood was flowing out of the wound.

"The humble position is from Yanzhou, and the Marquis also knows that our side..."

"There are many people but little land. If the harvest is not good and there is often famine, it is common for children to sell their sons and daughters."

A look of memory appeared on the soldier's face.

In the spring when he was eight years old, heavy rains continued and the farmland was destroyed.

Although the court provided disaster relief, there were so many people in Yanzhou that they were not worth as much as a dog.

His sister was given straw by her parents in exchange for a bag of moldy coarse rice.

He refused to eat and was so hungry that he fainted.

In the end, my mother forced me to drink rice soup.

Sister, she is a girl with a very flexible mind.

Later he went looking for it and found only a pair of bones.

If my sister can survive until now, she will take part in the arithmetic department.

Compared with him, a rough guy with no brute strength has more potential.

After two years of such hardship, there was another drought and all the crops were dried up.

This time, he too was stuck in the straw.

pity.

He was a boy, not good-looking, and no one wanted him.

So, my father negotiated with another family in the village to exchange sons...

Fortunately, some prefectures and counties in Daliang had already started growing sweet potatoes.

The imperial court provided disaster relief food, and there were enough sweet potatoes to eat until my belly burst. I had enough to eat...

To be honest, he was very happy to be selected as the bodyguard of Marquis Jiangling.

The Marquis of Jiangling...

Rounding it all off, it's not an exaggeration to say that he was his savior.

Hot tears rolled down the corners of the soldier's eyes.

"There is no prince, no way to humble one's position, today."

"To die to protect the Marquis is an honor for one's humble duty."

"It's just that being a human being is so hard. I will have a humble job in my next life and I don't want to be a human being anymore..."

The soldier's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the small white dumpling on Xie Yuheng's shoulder.

"It's good to be the Marquis's bird."

"I heard that the Marquis also has a dog. I can be a dog. I won't be picky."

Suzaku was shocked that someone actually wanted to be a dog!

Xie Yuheng: "..."

She coughed slightly and said: "Although I am not very proficient in medicine, this sword should not have hurt the heart and lungs."

Xie Yuheng lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on the soldier's left rib.

It didn't hurt the heart and lungs, but other things are hard to guarantee.

If other organs are injured, it will be difficult for future generations to treat it, not to mention the bleeding problem after drawing the sword.

It happened that Rong Er had also prepared the medicine, "I'll do it, Master."

Xie Yuheng sighed, stood up, and gave up his position.

Looking into the eyes of the soldier who was not very willing to survive, Xie Yuheng said: "If you can survive."

"Look back, I will ask your Majesty for it. From now on, you will be Rong Shiyi."

The eyes of the soldiers who were still lifeless suddenly lit up.

I feel less dizzy, my eyelids are no longer heavy, and the wounds no longer hurt.

He understands!

It was a flashback, an illusion.

Seeing that the soldiers' spirits improved, they suddenly became sluggish again.

Xie Yuheng:?

Rong Shi, who was behind her, said, "Master, your cake is too big and it choked him."

But the current situation is like a terminal cancer patient.

If there is a radish hanging on it to stimulate the patient's will to live, there is still a slight possibility of survival.

Otherwise, you will die!

Xie Yuheng had no choice but to repeat the words again.

This time, the soldiers really believed it and it was not an illusion.

At this moment, Rong Jiu dragged a person out of the woods opposite the official road.

"Master, this man has taken poison, but he hasn't vomited blood yet..."

This person was exactly the man behind the scenes who had previously been lurking in the woods, shooting arrows to drive back his own troops.

Seeing that the man was being dragged by Rong Jiu like a dead pig, leaving a deep blood mark on the ground.

Xie Yuheng raised his feet and headed towards the official road.

However, she had just taken two steps.

A smile appeared on the soldier's lips, and his hand suddenly rose, trying to push the sword further into his body.

There are so many injured brothers in the hospital.

Even if he was lucky enough to survive.

Then next time.

Will someone follow suit and put themselves to death?

He doesn't care whether the Marquis of Jiangling will take in Twelve or Thirteen more!

I just don’t want anyone to bet their lives on it.

I don't even want people with evil intentions to get around the Marquis.

Besides, it would be his honor to die fighting for the Marquis...

The soldier's face was filled with a happy smile, but when he grasped the hilt of the sword.

Rong Er ruthlessly stretched out his hand and slapped it away, "What are you doing? The injured should act like they are injured."

"Draw your sword, I will come later."

Rong Er looked at the soldier intently, and then asked someone to fix his hands and feet without moving at all, and then nodded with satisfaction.

He is knowledgeable in medicine, but he also came from a military camp.

Of course you know what people like them are thinking.

If it were him, Xu would do the same thing.

Even if the master changes, he will not stop it.

However, Xie Yuheng cannot do it.

The master is kind-hearted and intelligent, so he can definitely deduce why he wants to die.

He followed Shuren and listened to her tell many interesting stories about the Marquis' childhood.

Naturally, he also regards Xie Yuheng as half a younger brother.

As an elder brother, how could I bear to see him sad.

Although his status is not worthy of being the 'brother' of the Marquis of Jiangling.