The general is wise and mighty

The doctor made a diagnosis, but said that he was suffering from a cold, and he would be fine after taking some medicine for a few days.Only then did Xiang Ji feel relieved, and sent the doctor out again. When he came back, he saw Xiang Liang waiting for him in the yard.

Xiang Yu settled down, stepped forward and called, "Uncle."

"En." Xiang Liang responded lightly, "Aren't you going to tell me what happened?"

Xiang Ji licked his lips: "Uh, I went to play in the back mountain with Xiao Zhuang, Long Qie and the village children, and saw a small thatched hut on fire. Uncle, you know that the weather is hot and the mountain fires are frequent .So, uh, I just rushed in to see if anyone was there, found him, and recited it, so, here it is.”

Xiang Liang was dubious: "The faces of the people who came out of the fire were blackened, why are the faces of the children in the house pale?"

Xiang Yu blinked: "He said he wanted to wash up, so I took him to the river. That's why he caught a cold." Xiang Yu was very satisfied with his quick response.

Xiang Liang still didn't quite believe it. Just as he was about to ask if you set the fire, Long Qie's voice came from outside the door: "A Ji, I heard you recited that man?" Xiang Zhuang stepped into the courtyard gate together.

Xiang Ji quickly responded: "Yes, it's lying in the back room."

"That's good." Long Qie exchanged glances with Xiang Ji, and said to Xiang Liang, "Uncle, let me tell you, A Ji is amazing..." Then he described what happened vividly, but omitted How the fire started.

Xiang Ji was stunned when he heard it: This kid is too good at talking.

Seeing that Long Qie said the same thing, Xiang Liang believed his elder nephew for the time being: "Very good. Go get some rice, and Xiao Qie can eat together."

Long Qi waved his hand: "My mother is still waiting for me. Uncle, I'd better go back first." Blinking at Xiang Yu, he smiled and ran away.

Let's eat.

An Sheng still didn't wake up, his brows were tightly knit, and his hands were clenched into fists.Xiang Ji squatted aside and watched, poked An Sheng's face, shook his head, "No meat!" Then he reached out and roughly pressed An Sheng's brows flat.

After squatting for a while, Xiang Ji's legs felt a little numb. When he got up, he caught sight of An Sheng's chapped and chapped lips, so he scooped up a ladle of water. All poured onto An Sheng's face, pouring a chill into his heart.

Xiang Liang heard voices outside, walked in and saw Xiang Yu who was dumbfounded holding an empty ladle, and An Sheng who was poured terribly, and slapped Xiang Ji on the back of the head directly: "What are you doing!"

Xiang Ji touched his head and backed away aggrievedly, and whispered, "Pour him some water..."

Xiang Liang was about to clean up his eldest nephew who was always causing trouble, but he didn't expect to hear a voice from the bed behind him.

An Sheng was sleeping very restlessly at first, but when a ladle of water was poured on his head, he thought he had fallen into the water, so he struggled to open his eyes.

"Um……"

Xiang Liang turned around quickly, pulled Xiang Yu's quilt over and wiped An Sheng's face twice.

"Awake?"

An Sheng opened his eyes and saw a man he didn't know, about 30 years old, his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Xiang Ji, and he mouthed - water.

Xiang Ji got closer, and immediately understood what An Sheng meant, and said "Wait" before rushing to the yard to scoop up water.

Finally, An Sheng was able to solve his burning throat, coughed twice, frowned, his throat still hurt a little.

Xiang Liang explained: "Your voice needs to rest, don't talk."

An Sheng nodded, not all people who escaped from the fire were like this.

"The doctor came to see it just now, you just have a little fever, there is nothing serious, don't worry."

An Sheng smiled gratefully, he was really warm-hearted, if he was left in the modern age, he would have been thrown to the side of the road and left to fend for himself.

Xiang Zhuang also came over: "Hey, are you hungry? There is still a steamed bun, do you want to eat?"

An Sheng felt that his stomach was empty, and he didn't know how long the little beggar hadn't eaten, so he nodded.

Although there are still some difficulties in swallowing, it is not easy to explain liquid food to them in this era.After eating a steamed bun, An Sheng finally felt that he had some strength, and he didn't feel hot when touching his forehead, so he sat up.

"Hello." Xiang Ji sat next to An Sheng, "Can you write?"

An Sheng looked at him.

Xiang Ji scratched his head: "I can't always tell you to hello."

Xiang Liang laughed out loud: "It's the first time I've seen you be so polite. I used to go to school and always fight against my husband..."

"Uncle!" Xiang Yu was annoyed, his sleeve was pulled, Xiang Yu looked over, it was An Sheng.

An Sheng looked at Xiang Ji and nodded.

Xiang Ji found a stick at random: "Here, let's write on the ground."

An Sheng scratched the small wooden stick and wrote his name in block letters. Although it was not easy to manipulate, it was still recognizable. An Sheng was very satisfied.

But unexpectedly, the three uncles and nephews stared at each other for a while, and finally they all looked at Xiang Liang.Xiang Liang also looked at it for a long time, and finally asked An Sheng: "What is this?"

An Sheng blinked, a little flustered in his eyes: I won't go to a foreign language planet, but I speak Chinese!

Xiang Ji took the stick, wrote his name, and pointed it to An Sheng: "Look, my name."

An Sheng looked over and saw that the strokes were extremely thick, but he could barely see the shape of Chinese characters.An Sheng pondered: Well, maybe it's seal characters.

"Then can you still write?" Xiang Zhuang asked.

An Sheng raised his head, looked into the eyes of his uncle and nephew, and shook his head dejectedly.

Xiang Liang patted him on the shoulder, and Xiang Liang and Xiang Zhuang also looked at him sympathetically.An Sheng is not slow: I am a little beggar now, why ask so much!

"Brother Xiang." A voice came from outside the house, Xiang Liang came out after hearing the voice, communicated with the visitor for a while, and then came in to give instructions.

"I have to go out. The three of you should go to bed as soon as it gets dark, especially you." Pointing to An Sheng, "The more you sleep, the better you will be." Then they went out.

Xiang Ji sent Xiang Zhuang: "Go out and see what happened."

Xiang Zhuang led out, leaving only An Sheng and Xiang Ji, and they looked at each other speechlessly.

An Sheng had nothing to do. He stood up and moved his arms and legs. Apart from the burn on his hand and his dizziness, he felt fine.

Standing next to An Sheng, Xiang Ji was half a head taller than him, and asked, "When will your voice get better?"

An Sheng stared at him helplessly: I am not a doctor.But try to make a sound: "An... Sheng..."

Xiang Ji half understood: "An Sheng?"

"Sheng!" His throat was just a little hoarse and painful, An Sheng comforted himself that it would be normal after a few days of silence.

"An Sheng?" Xiang Ji understood, "Which Sheng?"

An Sheng rolled his eyes silently, and asked back: "Today is...cough...what year?"

"Huh?" Xiang Ji thought for a long time, "Mao...years?"

An Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth: There is no real help, so continue to read Xiang Ji.

Xiang Ji didn't seem very happy, but he still replied: "The first emperor has been on the throne for 26 years."

An Sheng searched for his meager historical knowledge: "Qin?"

"Yeah." Xiang Ji replied in a nasal voice.

An Sheng thought to himself that it was a good thing that he seemed to have memorized a sentence from a relatively advanced person to introduce his name, but it was a bit long.

"Stealing beauty...Shen Baoxu...cough...Qi...Cheng Xi...fear...cough...fear of the times...disregard." After finishing speaking, An Sheng felt that his throat condition had dropped many.

But Xiang Ji understood and was quite excited: "I know."

The two had just finished exchanging An Sheng's name, and before they had time to talk further, Xiang Zhuang ran back, sweating, "Brother, Auntie Hu's pig at the head of the village ran away into the mountains, and I asked my uncle to help catch it."

Xiang Ji lost interest. Seeing that the sky outside was getting darker, he lay down on the bed, grabbed a grass stalk from the straw mat and bit it into his mouth: "It's boring, sleep."

Xiang Zhuang didn't have any objections either, he crawled to lie down next to Xiang Ji, and crossed his legs.

An Sheng looked at the sky outside which was still very bright for him. It was probably only around eight o'clock. He definitely couldn't sleep, so he was going to go out for a walk.

As a result, Xiang Yu grabbed his arm before he left the hospital: "An... An Sheng, why are you going?"

"Turn around." An Sheng learned to express meaning with simple words.

Xiang Ji frowned and looked at him: "Just wear this?"

An Sheng wondered what was wrong with his clothes, but when he looked down, he was still wearing Xiang Ji's coat, the belt was about to fall off, and there were still water stains from unknown sources.

Xiang Ji pulled An Sheng into the room, rummaged through the boxes and found out a set of clothes and threw them to An Sheng: "Here, mine used to be, try to see if it's too big or not."

An Sheng thought about how thin I was, and walked to the side, but after a test, it was really a little bigger.

Xiang Ji was a little worried: "There are no smaller ones, so you can just make do with it." Then he said to Xiang Zhuang, "Sleep well at home, and I'll take him out to have a look."

Xiang Zhuang wanted to go with him at first, but due to Xiang Yu's usual domineering power, he had to stay at home resentfully.

An Sheng originally said that going out for a walk was just to see the environment of the village, and he also knew the general direction.He failed to make Xiang Yu mistakenly think that he wanted to see what Aunt Hu's pig looked like, so he led him directly up the back mountain.

It was too late when An Sheng figured out what Xiang Ji was thinking, and he had already followed him up the hillside.

Helpless, An Sheng had no choice but to follow Xiang Yu forward, taking time to look at the village from among the branches, and bumped into Xiang Yu's back without paying attention.

"Hiss..." An Sheng covered his forehead, took a deep breath, and frowned at Xiang Yu who stopped unexpectedly.

Xiang Ji ignored him, and squatted down to fiddle with the grass on the ground with branches.An Sheng leaned over and squatted beside him, and saw a relatively fresh footprint on the ground.

Xiang Ji: "See, Mrs. Hu's pig."

An Sheng nodded, looked ahead, and pointed, meaning: Chase?

Xiang Ji stood up, his eyes were firm, and he didn't know that people thought it was the general leading the army: "Let's go!"

Before taking a few steps, An Sheng was stopped by Xiang Yu again, and he walked in with a confused face.

Xiang Ji whispered, "Listen."

An Sheng took a deep breath and held his breath. Apart from the sound of the wind and the rustling of birds, there was also a humming sound in the woods.

Xiang Ji didn't turn his head: "You wait here, I'll go and have a look."

An Sheng didn't object, and he didn't want a fierce battle before he recovered from his minor illness, so he watched Xiang Yu go forward.

The two hadn't been separated for a long time, and the woods became dark, and the night seemed to suddenly cover them.

Suddenly, An Sheng heard a familiar voice coming from the left, getting louder and louder.

An Sheng stiffened his neck, turned his head slowly, and suddenly saw a snow-white figure with only a few patches of dirt coming out of the thick ink-like bushes, which was extremely huge.

An Sheng swallowed, it's not that he has never seen a pig, but how did such a big sow come out?

An Sheng was stunned for a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses, he wanted to find a way to slip away before the sow found out.

Unexpectedly, the sow just grabbed a vine next to it, and before she could make the next move, she raised her head, and there were still several pieces of dirt on her nose that had just touched the ground, and she groaned twice.

An Sheng licked his lips, feeling nervous: What should I do?As a result, with a strong hand, the vine was torn off by him.

An Sheng: "?!"

What added fuel to the fire was that the old sow was not afraid of An Sheng at all, and took the initiative to take two steps in his direction, the distance in a straight line was less than two meters.

An Sheng slowly withdrew his hand holding the vine, and tied a ring in slow motion. During this period, the old sow not only did not run away, but tilted her head to watch An Sheng's movements curiously.

After getting ready, An Sheng made a sudden move and just caught the sow's neck.

An Sheng was delighted, just as he was about to grab the vine and pull it over, he realized that his hands were empty, and the extra half of the vine was hanging under the sow's body.

"Uh..." An Sheng began to admire his hands-on ability, but he was still cautiously about to reach for the vines, but he was suddenly pulled from behind and sat down on the ground.

Next to my ear was Xiang Ji's breathless voice: "What are you doing?!" mixed with anger.

"Catch..." An Sheng explained, frightened by Xiang Ji's inexplicable anger.

"I come!"

Xiang Ji rubbed his hands together, took half a step forward, and struck out with lightning before the sow escaped.When An Sheng blinked, he heard the sow's terrible sound, but the vines were extremely tough, and the more they were tied, the tighter they were. After a while, the sow was strangled and fell to the ground, panting heavily.

Xiang Ji here also looks like a tug-of-war, leaning back, which means he has no point of support, and sits back on the ground with a layer of sweat on his head.

Hearing the sound, Xiang Liang and others rushed over with torches to check on the sows, but luckily they were just a little hypoxic.

Xiang Liang walked up to Xiang Ji and patted him on the shoulder: "How is it?"

Xiang Ji blinked: "It's okay!" He turned his head and asked An Sheng instead, "What about you?"

An Sheng shook his head, stood up from the ground, patted the dirt on his buttocks, and saw that everyone around him was looking at him, and he could understand the doubtful eyes at a glance.

Xiang Liang called the crowd to tie up the sow's legs, and walked down the mountain upside down: "You are so powerful, you actually found the master of your aunt's family."

"That's right, she has to invite you to eat meat." A person in front responded, and everyone laughed kindly.

"It's not me." Xiang Ji lowered his head, "It's An Sheng."

An Sheng heard his name suddenly, looked up at Xiang Ji, Xiang Ji smiled at him: "You found it."

Xiang Liang was still happy, and slapped An Sheng's back with a big palm: "The kid is not bad, it's quite powerful if it doesn't burn."

An Sheng staggered a few steps after being photographed, and quickly waved his hands after standing still, but no one looked at him at all.

Only Xiang Ji came over and grabbed An Sheng's shoulders: "If Aunt Hu buys you meat, how much will I share?"