[Jian Wang III] Poor

He wiped my face, and seemed to be talking to himself, "Why do you look like a child when you are sick, and you are so wronged by taking medicine."

There was a trace of coolness on Fu Sirao's body, he didn't wear any armor, it seemed that he was only wearing an ordinary thin shirt, which was very comfortable to lean against.In a daze, I felt that it was inappropriate for me to lean on like this, but after lying face down all day, I really didn't want to go back to that position.He seemed to know what I meant, and patted me lightly, "It's okay, just lean on me like this."

thank you.

I wanted to tell him, but I was so confused that I couldn't remember whether I said this sentence aloud. I repeated it many times, and I wasn't sure whether I said it or not. Thinking like this, I fell asleep again.

The person who leaned on me had obviously just been in a fight and I've known someone for two days, but I slept with extra peace of mind.

When I woke up the next day, my head was still dizzy, and I found that I had a rolled quilt stuffed in my arms and a thin blanket on my back.Raising his eyes and looking around, Fu Sirao was curled up in the teacher's chair next to the bed, with nothing covered, his brows were furrowed and he looked very cold.

Thinking of his care the night before, I couldn't help being moved.

Hurry up and get out of bed with difficulty, wanting to wake him up and take a rest.

"Ah, you're awake." He opened his eyes as soon as I got off the ground, "How is Brother Jiang feeling? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine." I saw him struggling to move his stiff arm, and couldn't help rubbing it for him. "Brother Fu, why did you have to watch him all night?"

After hearing this, Fu Sirao grinned: "I hurt you, I'm really sorry."

My heart moved slightly, looking at his silly smiling face, I said sullenly: "My beggar gang disciples are strong and healthy, so don't take these minor injuries to heart."

Fu Sirao raised his head: "Besides, I don't feel at ease if someone else does it."

This guy, unexpectedly likes to take care of the injured so much.

I lowered my head and rubbed his arm silently.

After staying there for a while, servants came in to bring water to wash, and Fu Sirao also went back to deal with the affairs.I ate breakfast by myself, and after waiting for a while, yesterday's military doctor came and said he wanted to change my medicine.

Same as yesterday, the old military doctor wiped his eyes and carefully applied the medicine everywhere, and left another packet of herbal medicine, saying it was for me to take it at night.

The military doctor looked very old on the surface, but his body was very tall and straight.

I lowered my head and inadvertently glanced at his hand, which was also unexpectedly well maintained. Compared to my face, this hand is really too young.

This man is to be watched out for.Thinking of this, I chatted with him.

"Yesterday's injury was too serious, and I was so dazed that I forgot to thank Mr. for healing me. Thank you again today."

"Jiang Shaoxia is very polite. You and General Fu are friends again, but it's just a matter of raising your hands." The military doctor laughed, not in a hurry to pack up the medical equipment, but also wanted to chat.

"My name is Jiang Qiong, sir, just call me by my first name."

"I'm Chen Weili. The little brother is really bold, but I don't know if he was born in Junshan?"

I looked at him and nodded, "It's a disciple of the beggar gang."

Doctor Chen arched his hands and said, "Chen has long admired the customs and customs of the Junshan Beggar Clan. He heard that Junshan is full of fine wine, even the Zongduo River is full of wine."

I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth, wondering if you, old man, want to use such obvious stereotypes, do you have no brains when you are a young master?

"I don't know Mr. Chen, but he has never visited Junshan in person. If he had been, he would not joke that the river is full of fine wine."

He waved his hand, "Naturally, I have never been there before. Junshan is thousands of miles away and deep in the mountains. I travel with the army all year round, and I can't get away from traveling."

I have never been there, but I know that the main rudder is the river.I thought about it, took a pen and paper, and pretended to be enthusiastic and drew a sketch: "Mr. Chen loves Junshan, but it is a pity that he has never visited Junshan. I will draw the map of Junshan to Mr. If you have time someday, Mr. You can go and see."

The picture in the picture is of course not the road to Junshan, but to another place called Taohuashui Village where bandits gather.

Dr. Chen Jun didn't think about it, and happily accepted it: "Thank you, thank you Jiang Shaoxia. I will definitely go there when I have time."

I am also hospitable, and I talked a lot when we met and drank together in the future.After chatting for a long time, he lied a lot, and he sent Doctor Chen away.

With the door closed, I could barely stand.The pain in my back made me numb.I took off the bandage three or two times, and sat on the bed to meditate, quietly feeling the flow of breath.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with Chen Weili. Although my back hurt, my true energy could not reach it.Fu Jiu's palm is nothing to me, it's just some skin trauma, it won't make me so sad, and it won't make me lose control of my true energy.Thinking about it, he was the only one with hands and feet.

This person's method is so clumsy, I'm afraid others don't know it's him.With such a brain, why hasn't he been found out when working in Tiance Mansion?

Thinking of this, I can't help feeling cold all over.

That's right, it was Fu Sirao who insisted on asking me to come to Tiance Mansion to recuperate, and Chen Weili was also invited by him.

I remembered the words he whispered when he embraced me last night when he was in a trance, "Just rely on me for peace of mind."

If it was in the past, I would definitely never believe anyone who made me suspicious.This is taught by the master. What you do is to investigate and explore, and you must be cautious at all times. If you believe that others are fooled, you will lose your wealth and life.But thinking of Fu Sirao, I hesitated.

If he really wanted to harm me, he really didn't have to stay with me all night to use this gentle trick.

Gentle country?What gentle country?

Jiang Qiong, what are you thinking!

I was taken aback by the three words Wenrouxiang in my mind, and I quickly shook my head to get rid of this strange thought.I got out of bed and opened the window, watching a white shadow flash past in the sky, I put my fingers in a half circle and let out a very light whistle.

After a while, a shiny black war falcon caught a still fluttering carrier pigeon in its claws and landed on my arm.

"Aying, you have really improved, you didn't kill him directly."

Aying was very happy to hear that, and pulled the hair on the pigeon's neck to celebrate.This fighting falcon named A Ying is my partner, and it specializes in capturing all kinds of carrier pigeons and wild birds that it can't see.The carrier pigeon in its claws must have just flown out, but it was a pity that Aying caught it after a bad start.

I unwrapped the note on the pigeon's leg, and it was a simplified version of the picture I just drew.Now Chen Weili has confirmed his identity as a spy.It's just that I also want Junshan's information, but I don't know who is behind him.

Thinking about it, I tied the note back, let the carrier pigeon fly, and told Aying to follow to see what happened.

Calm down, think about Fu Sirao, I plan to try one last time, if he really intends to use me, I'd better leave Tiance Mansion as soon as possible.If not...

Hey, it’s not about saying no, it’s just a gentle township!

I shook my head again, driving Wen Rouxiang out of my mind.

frank

In the afternoon, I asked for a bucket of hot water to wash off all the medicine on my back.When it was dark, it was considered that the strength of the medicine had passed, and the pain was relieved.I took out a bottle of golden sore medicine on my body, and when I was about to apply it blindly, Fu Sirao knocked on the door: "Brother Jiang, are you there?"

I put down the medicine, opened the door and took a look, he was the only one with a tray in his hand.

The current Fu Sirao looked preoccupied, when I opened the door, he looked around at me, and was startled when he saw that I was bare-chested with no bandages on. "Jiang Qiong!"

"Don't bark, don't bark, come in." I turned sideways and let him into the house.He saw the pack of medicine left by Chen Weili on the table at a glance.

I opened my mouth first and said, "Fu Sirao, I have something to ask you."

"I know what you're going to say." Fu Sirao lowered his head, bit his lips and said with great determination: "I recognize the tattoo on your body, you are not an ordinary disciple of the beggar gang, but a spy intelligence people."

He was so frank, I didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, so I just listened to him continue.

"Chen Weili was brought by me. I have known about him for a long time, but I have been unable to catch the person behind him. This matter is related to the battle at the Yanmen Pass in the northwest. I am a fan of the authorities in the Tiance Mansion, and I cannot find out the truth on my own. So I want to use your hand to find out the person behind the scenes. When I saw Brother Jiang yesterday, I knew you were capable of helping me."

"So you brought me back to ask for my help?" I asked.

Fu Sirao nodded.

"If you just say that I may not be willing to help, it is very possible for me to get suspicious and investigate." I nodded and praised him, "You have a good plan."

Fu Sirao shook his head: "I'm sorry, I... I still used you in this plan."

What a little white rabbit this man is, I thought.

"Even if you don't invite me, I will investigate this matter." I patted him on the shoulder, expressing that I don't care about this matter. "It's just, how did you recognize that I'm not an ordinary beggar gang disciple?"

Beggar gang disciples have various tattoo designs. Except for the ones they like, special patterns will be embroidered on the bottom of the special door, usually only a very small piece is used to show their identity.After all, he was doing dangerous work, and it was not impossible for his facial features to be destroyed or his head to be decapitated when he died, so he left a mark on his body.It's just that this mark is very obscure, and many ordinary Beggar Clan disciples don't recognize it.

Fu Sirao raised his head, glanced at my upper body, quickly pointed to a moiré at the end of my collarbone, and said in a low voice, "This moiré is the same as a close friend of my father's. My uncle gave it to me when I was young. I’ve said it before. When I first met Brother Jiang, I recognized this pattern.”

I was a little depressed, I lowered my head and poked the moiré.

"Brother Jiang, what happened?"

"I'm wondering if the embroidery is too big. You can tell it at a glance. I'll be annoyed if I'm always recognized."

Fu Sirao nodded vigorously, and said, "Brother Jiang, it's better not to be shirtless all the time, wearing a short shirt can also cover a part or two."

I looked up and looked into his eyes, brightly lit by candles, those eyes