Reject cannon fodder with the system [Rebirth]

There are not only grooms in the racecourse, but also a group of craftsmen who have just arrived here, and they are ordered to expand the stables in the racecourse.

Du Yanshan once visited the field near the racecourse. He planned to open up wasteland here and plant crops. If he could get a good harvest, he could increase the salary for the army and reduce the amount of food paid by the people everywhere.But after sowing many times, the seeds brought by it could not germinate smoothly. The soil quality here was not suitable for planting crops, so it had to be used to build a horse farm.

The craftsmen came to the horse farm in a mighty manner, dragging their carts and carrying their luggage.There were not many houses originally built in the racecourse. Some craftsmen set up tents not far from the racecourse. After everything settled down, they planned to start expanding in the open space tomorrow, using wood and yellow mud to build simple mud blocks. house.

Because Jiang Ting was wounded, the steward did not let him live in a tent, but arranged him and three other people to huddle together in a room on the horse farm.Originally, it was not his turn to live in this empty house, it was intended to be lived in by the servant who came all the way from Yuanjing, but the servant insisted on living in the tent with other people.

The eunuch was wearing an ordinary bunt and stood with the craftsmen. At first Jiang Ting really didn't realize that he was an official.The eunuch was responsible for managing the vehicles and horses of the imperial court in Yuanjing, and it was the first time that he was sent to such a remote place.

Li Yi, the supervisor, was dismissed, and the entire racecourse was handed over to the servant. The old king, the steward of the racecourse, stepped forward and respectfully called the man "Master Dongguo".

In his previous life, Jiang Ting struggled on the battlefield in order to win Su Miao's favor, and was promoted from an inconspicuous soldier to a captain.Although he is not a high-ranking official, he has a lot of entertainment in the officialdom, and he has a little impression of most officials in the current dynasty.

Dong Guo's double surname is quite special. Jiang Ting quickly remembered that this person was one of Du Yanshan's confidantes. Dong Guoji was originally just a commoner, but was later promoted by Du Yanshan all the way and became his right-hand man.

In the past few years when Du Yanshan served as the national teacher, he has promoted many low-level people, and Dong Guoji is one of them.Not only are such people easier to manipulate, but they are often very grateful for Du Yanshan's kindness.

However, Dong Guoji is an exception. This person usually behaves approachable, cares about the country and loves the people, but after Du Yanshan was dismissed from office, he was the first to join the official camp that was opposed to Du Yanshan. Stepping on Yan Shan shows that this person is ungrateful and ungrateful.

Jiang Ting, who has resurrected his life, has a lot of memories from his previous life that he can use. Those with ulterior motives should be on guard as soon as possible.

Jiang Ting watched Dong Guoji greet the grooms, and the other party learned Du Yanshan's approach to the people in a decent way. Du Yanshan was kind of sincere, but Dong Guoji was a hypocrite through and through, which made Jiang Ting disgusted.

He took a break on the bench, then limped into his allotted room.There were three other people living with him, one of whom was Li Yi, the one-eyed supervisor.Li Yi left a good impression of Jiang Ting's coming forward that day. He specially arranged for Jiang Ting to live in a room with him, in order to cultivate a lot of relationship with Jiang Ting and teach him all his skills.

It's just that he didn't expect that Jiang Ting didn't come to report on the second day, and he didn't show up in the next few days.In addition to being disappointed, fortunately, he happened to meet a young man who was more suitable to be his successor.

Li Yi's current situation is very miserable. He has just finished his sentence, and he is lying on the bed in a righteous manner.The clothes on his body were soaked in blood, and the area from his back to his buttocks was a mess.

There was a strong smell of blood in the room, Jiang Ting did not dislike this smell, he was used to all kinds of bloody scenes as early as on the battlefield.He frowned and approached Li Yi's bed. The people in the racecourse actually let Li Yi lie there waiting to die?

"Brother, borrow it."

Jiang Ting hurriedly moved aside, only to see a strong young man coming forward, holding a bunch of bottles and cans in his hands, it seemed that he was going to give medicine to Li Yi.He pinched open one by one porcelain jars and jars, and found that most of them were empty.

The young man's thick eyebrows were tangled together, he looks resolute and handsome, but his head is hairless, he is actually a monk.

The monk looked rough, but his hands were very dexterous. He carefully took a pair of small scissors, and cut the cloth sticking to Li Yi's back inch by inch.The blood from the wound glued the opened flesh to the cloth. The monk's movements were light enough, but every time a piece of cloth was torn apart, Li Yi felt a lot of pain.

The monk raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and asked Jiang Ting for help: "Brother, can you help me? The blood dries too fast, and the blood will stick to the clothes once it dries. I move too slowly by myself. If it can be dealt with quickly, Uncle Li can also suffer less."

"Okay," Jiang Ting nodded, "If you need anything, just ask."

"Please hold the scissors for me," the monk handed the scissors to Jiang Ting, "I'll tear some fabric, and you can cut some more."

"Ah."

The two of them cooperated a lot more easily, and the effort of a cup of tea finally removed all the clothes on Li Yi's back.

"Uncle Li, bear with it," the monk leaned down and whispered in Li Yi's ear.He picked up a soft towel, dipped it in some hot water, and gently applied it to Li Yi's wound, trying to clean the blood from the wound.

Li Yi groaned intermittently.

"Is this pot of ordinary hot water in yours?" Jiang Ting saw that the monk didn't seem to know how to treat wounds. "Clean water won't do much for wounds. Is there any white wine?"

"White wine?" The monk hesitated, "There may be some next door, I'll go get some."

After a while, the monk asked for half a catty of white wine. Jiang Ting soaked a soft towel in the white wine and slowly wiped Li Yi's back.Baijiu is much more irritating than clear water, and Li Yi broke into a cold sweat again due to the pain, but it is more effective than clear water, and the wound is less prone to inflammation and festering. In the absence of medicine, this is the only way to make do.

The monk managed to get some white powder out of a bottle, and wanted to wipe it on Li Yi's back. Jiang Ting stretched out his fingers and dipped some powder into his nose, and sniffed it. He was sure it was the smell of Jinchuang medicine, so he let it go The monk prescribes medicine.

Jiang Ting's father was ill in bed for a long time, Jiang Ting knew a little bit of medical skills in order to take care of his father conveniently.

After Li Yi was settled, Jiang Ting opened the windows and doors of the house to let out the strong smell of blood in the house and ensure the ventilation in the house is also good for the patient.He originally wanted to rub some Jinchuang medicine on his wound, but right now the medicine is in short supply, and he is too embarrassed to go to grab the medicine with the seriously injured Li Yi, since his injury is almost healed anyway.

The two walked outside to get some air together.

"My name is Jiang Ting, what's your name?"

"Hmm... Shanwu," the monk scratched his barren head, "I'm an abandoned baby, and I never had a name. The name my master gave me is Shanwu."

"Good at martial arts? Then your kung fu must be very good," Jiang Ting said with a smile.

"Yes...it's a dance..." The monk's face flushed slightly.

"Huh? Why did your master give you such a dharma name? You look like a dancer."

"When Master and his elders took me in, the Dharma name of his disciples happened to be the word 'Dancing'." Shan Wu explained.

"But why did you, a monk, end up in the barracks?" This is what Jiang Ting really wanted to ask.

"I...I..." Shan Wu's eyes darkened, and her tall and straight body seemed to be discouraged all of a sudden, "I was originally a monk from the nearby Qingshan Temple, but my master expelled me because I broke the precepts. Thanks to Uncle Li for taking me in. , so that I have a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

"I see." No wonder he cared so much about Li Yi, this monk was easy to get along with, and he didn't seem to have any plans.Jiang Ting chatted with him again until the fourth person who lived with him appeared.

It was the thin boy who was pushed out by the steward to be a groom that day. He walked into the room with his head down, and hurriedly backed out in the blink of an eye.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ting asked.

The young man's face was pale with a trace of panic, he glanced at Jiang Ting, but did not answer.

"I'm Jiang Ting, we should have met," Jiang Ting smiled at him, trying to reassure the young man, "Are you afraid of blood?"

The boy nodded timidly.

"Don't worry, Shanwu and I have already cleaned up Master Li, and it will be fine when the smell of blood in this room dissipates."

"...Well." The young man raised his head, his cheeks were slightly sunken due to long-term lack of food, and his eyes were still a little bit young, "My name is Mu Nan."

This name seems to have been heard somewhere, but Jiang Ting didn't think much about it.

The author has something to say: The monk is a person with CP!