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It doesn¡¯t matter whether you heard the meaning correctly or not. This incident was not because of Han Xu, so not long after, dozens of covered vehicles escorted by heavy troops set off from Jiannan Road.
The vehicles passed through Shannan specifically for Han Xu to see in person, and Han Xu was not polite as he opened them one by one to inspect them.
The matter is of great importance, and as the associate director of Jiannan Road, he has this qualification.
As the layers of cover were lifted, Zhang An and Wang Lin, who were standing in the distance and watching, looked more and more shocked. They all knew that there was money in Jiannan Road, but this was the first time they saw what it means to be rich.
This cart contains gold, silver, salt and even iron.
"Han Xu is so cruel, he asked for so many things from Jiannan Dao just by opening his mouth." Zhang An said in a low voice.
Wang Lin frowned: "Jiannan Road actually gave it to Han Xu. This is a bribe to Han Xu."
Zhang An smiled: "Bribery is nothing. This is clearly a temptation. Seeing that Jiannan Road is so rich, Han Xu wants to catch it in his own hands. Who would be bribed by a child?"
When a child's wealth is exposed, more people will want to rob it. Everyone in the country knows this. Wang Linsong said in a relaxed tone, looking at the carts of goods in surprise and a bit intoxicated. Waiting for them and Han Xu to get it together Jiannan said, how should we divide the money?
After Han Xu saw the last car, the cover was pulled up again, and he nodded.
Li Mingyu said happily: "Master Han, send these first. If they are not enough, we will prepare them later."
Han Xu said: "On behalf of Mrs. Chu, thank you in advance. I wrote a letter explaining the support from Jiannan Road, so I won't go there yet."
¡°Probably when he heard the last sentence, the child in front of him lost his eyesight and smiled.
"It should be." He held Han Xu's hand. "It's my honor to be able to help Mrs. Chu and Mr. Han. I also wrote a letter to Mrs. Chu, asking Mrs. Chu to forgive us for asking for this. Please do your best first, Mr. Han."
Han Xu smiled and said nothing. The people in Jiannan Road understood what he said.
He has an unusual relationship with Mrs. Wu, so if you want to touch him, you must consider Mrs. Wu.
Han Xu is very satisfied with the current situation. Mrs. Wu has been appointed to be in charge of Huainan Road, so she has the strength to compete with Jiannan Road. The two sides are evenly matched, and he can make them fear each other so that he can act on his own.
In today's troubled times, we can rely on our own strength to fight, and as for reputation, we can occasionally be informal.
Han Xu turned around and saw Zhang An and Wang Lin standing behind the soldiers and horses in the distance. They also saw him and saluted him enthusiastically, showing a strange smile.
For example, first use Jiannan Road to defeat these two forces!
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Someone was holding a letter in his hand and shining it on the sun, but he could only see the words "Mrs. Chu's signature to Han Xu" on the cover.
¡°Old manager,¡± the man driving the car turned around and said, ¡°You want to peek at the letter again!¡±
The person holding the letter was a man in his late fifties. He was wearing a military uniform that was old for who knows how many years. He had a thick white beard. He was responsible for escorting baggage in the army and followed Li Fengan from Shuofang to Jiannan Road for almost two years. For ten years, the baggage that has passed through his hands has always been on time and accurately measured. Everyone jokingly called him the old steward of the goods, but over time they have forgotten his real name.
The old man held the letter and lay on the roof of the car, swaying with the car, but still as solid as a rock: "Why doesn't Xiao Guihua let us read the letter from Han Xu, the official, to the eldest lady? How can we safely hand it over to the eldest lady if we don't read it?" Miss? Why does she trust that Han Xu so much?"
The man driving the carriage smiled: "Han Xu is good-looking! Osmanthus is also a woman, and women all like good-looking ones."
The old man curled his lips and was about to say something. A whistle came from the front. His gray beard drooped, and his eyes narrowed as sharply as an eagle: "Someone who doesn't have eyesight is here to die. Let's fight!"
The convoy driving on the road began to change its formation, with a phalanx of cars and a circle of people rolling forward.
Horse hooves vibrated in front, and figures rolled in, like dark clouds coming over the city.
Dozens of vehicles passed through the mountains and passed through the city, passing through places where the Great Xia Guards and rebels were occupying areas. In the past, such scenes were not uncommon in prosperous times, but in troubled times, they were very eye-catching. Although they were heavily guarded, the mountains The thieves dare not intrude, but the rebels will inevitably give it a try.
The baggage army attaches great importance to baggage and never participates in killing bandits and suppressing rebellions. If it can be circumvented, it will be circumvented. If it can be avoided, it will be avoided. If it cannot be circumvented, it will still dare to fight.
A fight broke out in the wilderness.
In the convoy arranged in a square formation, the horses and carts were unloaded. The grooms held the reins in one hand and weapons in the other, just waiting for an order.?They can also mount their horses and kill the enemy.
There was only one soldier guarding the cart full of goods. He was like a frightened bird hiding in his large and thick military robe. The big knife in his arms blocked his face, and his body was trembling slightly with the sound of fighting.
Death is always scary, especially for young people.
After a violent storm, the dark clouds fled in all directions, leaving dead bodies and injured everywhere.
The rebels have fled, and the troops are cleaning the battlefield, checking the dead and rescuing the injured. There are cries and painful screams, and shouts are heard from time to time.
"Small bowl!"
"Small bowl!"
With the shouting, the little bird that was originally huddled on the carriage rushed out of the nest, holding a large medical box in its hand, stumbling and running along with the shouting.
He sometimes knelt down in front of a wounded soldier who had cut half of his neck and was bleeding profusely. He used one hand to wash the wound with water and the other hand to thread the needle. The wounded soldier's half-broken neck was sewn up.
Sometimes he stood in front of a wounded soldier whose intestines had been pierced, and poured a mouthful of water and sprayed it on the wounded soldier's face. The wounded soldier was clever and rolled back his exposed intestines.
He tied the severed limbs for a while, applied medicine and sprinkled powder for a while, and removed broken bones from the flesh and blood with his hands.
Most of the time, he was threading needles, big and small needles, gold and silver threads, hemp ropes, mulberry and white leather threads, constantly flying in his hands. Wounded soldiers were treated one after another until the daylight faded. The little bird stopped tiredly.
"Small bowl, thank you." A soldier handed him a jug of wine, "Let's take a sip of wine to refresh ourselves."
The old manager reached out and took it from the side and kicked the soldier: "Go and see if the place for the wounded soldiers has been found. Children, what are you drinking?"
He raised his head and took a sip of the wine, then looked down at the small bowl with a loving smile on his face.
"Xiaowan, you are much more powerful than I thought. Mr. Dongshan said that you could become a doctor by following us. I really didn't believe it at first."
Xiao Wan is a lot taller than before, but he is still skinny. I don¡¯t know if the food in Jiannan Road makes him fat or if the life in Jiannan Road is too hard. He is thinner and darker, but he is still shy.
"I'm not as good as my father in healing his wounds." He lowered his head and held the large and small needles in his hand. The needles were threaded with different threads and fluttered gently in the wind, like colorful wings under the afterglow of the setting sun. "I only know how to do it." Stitches, that¡¯s useless.¡±
His father, the old guard who had been in the army for twenty years and was used to seeing life and death and all kinds of injuries still shuddered when he thought of this man.
"Mr. Lie, I still think you are better." He said.
His father's name was Ji Liang, but he was given the title of Mr. Hunter among the soldiers and horses of Jiannan Road, because Ji Liang saw these soldiers like hunters who saw their prey, and treated them as ferociously as the prey, and he often treated them like prey. The disembowelment was disemboweled and the bones were cut with a drill The bloody and fleshy mess was terrifying to death.
"No, my father treats the patient from the inside to the skin, and repairs the foundation of the injured person." Xiaowan explained, "I am a useless superficial person."
He lowered his head and looked at the needle and thread in his hand. He had been practicing stitches day and night without sleep for nearly two years, and finally he was able to use the finest needle and thread to sew the scar without leaving any trace.
Soldiers on the battlefield need the ability to survive and fight. Good looks and ugly appearance are the most insignificant matters.
"You can save half your life without bleeding." The old man patted the head of the small bowl with a smile and drank the wine bottle in one gulp. "Children, the dead are buried on the spot, the injured are recuperated on the spot, and the rest The person continues on his way."
Along with his loud voice, there were countless responses, horses neighing, and vehicles sparkling.
Xiao Wan also took a deep breath and put the needle and thread in his hand back into the medical box. His skills were insignificant, but they were useful for Miss Li's disfigured and scarred face.
After he finishes this, he can learn real and better skills in rescuing people.
With such expectation and excitement, Xiaowan passed through the fighting and fighting between the rebel bandits and finally arrived at Guangzhou Prefecture.
But what¡¯s going on? He was taken alone to the inner house and was watched by several boys and girls about his age, and then a fairy with a face as white as snow and black hair and eyes like stars came out.
"Little bowl? Why are you here too?" the fairy asked.
Xiao Wan raised his head and widened his eyes, who is she? Why does she speak like Miss Li? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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