After the gloomy cannon fodder was reborn

Xue Fuguang was lying on the bed when he woke up.

It took him a few breaths to recall that he was rescued before he lost consciousness.

The interior of this house is a bit shabby, and there are many? The layout has a rough texture.

He should have been rescued by the people from Dingfengzhai, if nothing else happened, it was Zhou Minshan who rescued him.

...Also? Yes, Feng Wenhua brought people out of the village, and Zhou Minshan, the village owner, couldn't possibly not know about it.

He propped himself up on the bed, barely got up, and soon a little girl came in, carrying the wooden basin with difficulty.

Seeing that he woke up, he was very pleasantly surprised: "My lord, don't move? The wound finally stopped bleeding?"

Xue Fuguang asked: "Where is that person who was with me yesterday?"

The little girl put down the wooden basin, wrung out the handkerchief and handed it to him: "The young master is in the next room. He was seriously injured. Last night, Brother Zhou stayed on guard all night before he was rescued. Not yet? Wake up."

Knowing that Mu Jianshu saved his life, Xue Fuguang heaved a sigh of relief.

Before he could ask any more, the door creaked, and a tall man pushed in.

Xue Fuguang looked at him, and slowly said: "Thank you, Village Master Zhou, for saving your life."

The big man was full of beards, and he laughed loudly: "It's easy to do. It's Mr. Xue Shi, it's better to see it than to hear it a hundred times."

He strode closer, grabbed a stool and sat down, and told the little girl: "Go to the kitchen and get something to eat."

The little girl responded: "Okay."

Suddenly there were only two people left in the room.

"Did Mr. Xue Shi recognize me at the market the day before yesterday?" Zhou Minshan's eyes were deep, looking at Xue Fuguang's pale face, trying to find something from this immature face of a teenager? some panic.

However, Xue Fuguang's thoughts were deeper than he imagined, and his calm eyes could not express any emotion.

"Zhou has only heard in the past that among the two sons of Prince Gong, only the eldest son has inherited the prince's magnificence. The middle-aged people are really idiots, and after so many years, no one can find such a seven-or-one heart."

Xue Fuguang half-closed his eyelids: "Zhou Zhaizhu didn't discover it just now?"

Zhou Minshan laughed: "That's right, I'm smarter than those people from the imperial city."

Smart? People don't need to go around too many circles when they talk.

Xue Fuguang said: "Please trouble Village Master Zhou to send someone to send me a letter, brother, saying that I'm still alive and well. Otherwise, this Dingfeng Village won't last long."

Zhou Minshan frowned: "What, Xue Shi? You think, I? This Dingfeng Village is no match for General Xue?"

Xue Fuguang raised his eyes slowly, and looked at Zhou Minshan: "What did Village Master Zhou say?"

He picked up the soft pillow, put it on his back, and said slowly: "Feng Wenhua entered the Dingfeng Village, maybe it wasn't that easy. Now, there are still disputes in the Dingfeng Village, and it has long been no longer a tight-knit tietong. With my big brother's talent, it's easy to win."

Zhou Minshan wasn't annoyed when his predicament was broken, but instead he laughed: "What Mr. Xue Shi said is true. So Mr. Xue Shi came here to help Mr. Zhou solve this worry?"

Xue Fuguang asked earnestly: "Back then when the people in Dingfeng Village were in a natural or man-made calamity, they had no choice but to go up the mountain and gather people as bandits. Although they were bandits, their morality and conscience were still there. What does Village Master Zhou think of me? How about my elder brother? This village What do the heroes in the movie think of me? What did the elder brother do?"

Zhou Minshan sat more upright, and said in a deep voice: "General Xue defends against foreign enemies, sympathizes with the soldiers, and sets an example. He is the war god of Jingguo, and we naturally admire him."

Xue Fuguang knew it would be like this? Many results.

His eldest brother's character, the whole Yasukuni, all the few people who have the ability to make a clear decision will respect him and admire him, and everyone will praise him.

Xue Fuguang didn't move his face, and asked again: "So, Village Master Zhou thinks, how about becoming a person like me? Eldest brother, resisting foreign enemies, and being admired by the people?"

Zhou Minshan sneered: "Master Xue is trying to convince me to bring my brother to work for the court? Feng Wenhua is certainly hateful, but it's not enough to make me sell myself to the court."

Xue Fuguang nodded: "Well, what if you didn't sell yourself to the court?"

Zhou Minshan couldn't understand the meaning of Xue Fuguang's words for a while, but when he understood the meaning, he was startled and felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

He really didn't expect that the young man in front of him who he could strangle to death with one hand would be so courageous!

This is to rob someone from the emperor and make him a private soldier! ?

Xue Hongwen holds military power in his hands, and being under Xue Hongwen's command is no different from serving the imperial court.

If Xue Fuguang wants to recruit private soldiers, they cannot be incorporated into Xue Hongwen's army.

Xue Fuguang didn't ask General Xue for what he had, but instead raised his own private soldiers. What could he do?

Since ancient times, those who raise private soldiers? have been most suspected of rebellion.

Xue Fuguang wants to rebel!

But at this moment, after speaking these words openly in front of a bandit leader, he still didn't change his face, as if he just made a common joke.

This news takes time to digest.

Xue Fuguang said: "Please trouble Village Master Zhou to prepare pens and paper, I? Write a letter, and then you send someone to me? Brother."

Zhou Minshan nodded: "Okay. What Mr. Xue Shi said, Mr. Zhou will give an answer before tomorrow."

The little girl brought the food a while later, Xue Fuguang had a poor appetite, after eating a little bit, he raised his head and downed a big bowl of medicine, got up and went to the next room to read the book.

Mu Jianshu's situation is far more miserable than his.

The biggest wound on Xue Fuguang's whole body? It's just the knife wound on his arm.

And Mu Jianshu was injured countless times, and was pierced through the chest by an arrow in the end.But if the arrow feathers were a little more to the left, Mu Jianshu would definitely die.

Several places on his upper body were wrapped in thick cloth, and the strong and choking smell of medicine soaked him in it.

Probably because there was not much blood left, not only his face was pale, but even his fingers were faintly pale.

Xue Fuguang held his wrist, felt the weak but steady pulse, and his hanging heart finally fell back to reality.

He tilted his head and asked the little girl who followed: "Girl, please get me a bowl of sugar water, I'll feed it to him."

"My name is Ya'er. You can just call me Ya'er. Wait a minute, I'll be back in a while." She squinted her eyes, smiled, and walked out cheerfully.

Xue Fuguang pinched Mu Jianshu's chin, fed the sugar water into his mouth spoon by spoon, and handed the letter to Zhou Minshan after writing the letter.

……

Searching the mountain was fruitless.

They only found bloodstains falling from the hillside in the north of Xuanshan Mountain.

Before Xue Hongwen was about to forcibly attack Dingfengzhai and found Xue Fuguang's whereabouts, a letter was delivered to him by Governor Si's concierge.

He opened the letter and he was sure it was Xue Fuguang's handwriting, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

But for what Xue Fuguang said in the letter, his eyes were much deeper.

After reading the letter, he burned it to ashes, and sent his personal guards to find the porter for questioning.

"Who gave you the letter?"

Concierge: "My lord, it was delivered by the waiter at the shop on the corner."

The guard immediately cupped his hands: "This subordinate will go and bring him back." He called the concierge, "Excuse me, go and recognize him."

Is Dingfengzhai the local snake in Dingzhou, and Xue Hongwen too? I haven't been able to figure out who the sender is.

At night, Governor Si wanted to hold a night banquet to clean up the dust for Xue Hongwen, Du Ruan and other officials, but Xue Hongwen refused with a blank face.

His voice was cold: "Prepare your soldiers and prepare to attack Dingfeng Village."

Du Ru'an couldn't believe it.

Did Xue Fuguang really die at the hands of bandits in Dingfengzhai?

It was really hard for him to believe that someone like Xue Fuguang would allow himself to fall into this kind of danger.

But he doesn't know martial arts, and he might not even be able to run away as well as those gangsters, so it's useless if he is full of calculations.

So it is not impossible to die in Xuanshan.

Then how would he find Xiu Jin?

Du Ru'an frowned, not thinking about how Xue Hongwen planned to attack Dingfeng Village.

On the contrary, the accompanying officials who persuaded him to surrender and recruited security hurriedly tugged on his sleeves: "Master Du, I am waiting for a recruiter to come here, how can I spend my troops? Attack? There are many bandits in Dingzhou, and the army is strong. No way." Hurry up and persuade Lord Hou to be the one!"

"That's right, isn't it against the imperial decree to act like this?"

Du Ru'an responded with a gentle smile: "My lords, don't worry, I will have a detailed discussion with Lord Hou later, and try my best to persuade Lord Hou to change his mind."

"It's all up to Master Du!"

Feng Wenhua fled back to the village with Xiu Jin that day, Xiu Jin was so frightened that he had to stay with him in the courtyard and did not go out for several days.

Goodbye to the other people in the village, I heard that the village owner rescued a pair of Orion brothers who were hunted and bitten by wolves from the mountain.

Feng Wenhua waved his fan and listened to some little girls in the village inquiring about a little girl who was much shorter than them.

"Ya'er, I heard from Aunt Miao that one of the pair of brothers is a scholar and looks pretty, isn't he?"

Ya'er nodded: "Both sons are very handsome."

The girls giggled, "Is the younger brother prettier, or the elder brother prettier?"

Ya'er recalled the two faces she had seen, and after carefully comparing them, she said, "My younger brother is more handsome. My elder brother looks... a bit fierce."

The girls got more excited.

"The two brothers look like? There is not much difference? What's so good about a frail scholar who can't hold back his shoulders and can't lift his hands? Or is Brother Orion better."

"Ah, look at you, you talk like you can make people think of you as your husband."

"Ya'er? What kind of idea is it? Is it more handsome than Mr. Feng?"

Ya'er didn't answer yet, and saw Feng Wenhua who was standing not far away, feasting with a smile: "Mr. Feng."

The girls immediately turned their heads and gave a respectful shout.

His cheeks were reddish, maybe it was because he said behind his back that he was ashamed when he was bumped into, or some other reason.

Feng Wenhua waved his fan and approached slowly: "The village master rescued a pair of Orion brothers?"

Immediately, a girl explained: "Yes. My elder brother is a hunter, and my younger brother is a scholar. Originally, I was going to catch the exam. My elder brother went to the mountains to hunt for goods to make money. Unfortunately, he encountered a pack of wolves and was seriously injured. He almost died. Fortunately, he met Come up to our village master."

"Yes, yes, I heard that my brother is still unconscious. Ya'er, are you?"

Ya'er hugged the food box and nodded: "Mr. Feng, I have to deliver the medicine, so let's go first."

Feng Wenhua was thoughtful, said goodbye to the girls, and followed Ya'er to have a look.

I always felt that what Zhou Minshan brought back was not as simple as Orion.

So coincidentally, it was two days ago, or? Just two people?

Ya'er? She didn't even know that someone was following behind her.

She approached the room, took out the medicine bowls in the food box, first handed one bowl to the person sitting in front of the bed, watched him drink it up with his head up, and then handed him another bowl to help He helped the unconscious person on the bed.

Feng Wenhua stood at the door, tapped twice with the fan handle, and then strode in.

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Tomorrow Saturday, there will be more updates, so tomorrow's update time will be a little later~