Fu Tang

Li Congjia's head got dizzy when he heard the news, and asked quickly, "Where are the two masters? Where's Master Xueting?"

"Master and brothers are going to arrest people, let me ask the village master what to do?"

Li Congjia looked outside and asked, "How is the situation now?"

Li Congjia can't wait to feed these people with difficulty now, just because of a little gold, and now they want to rebel, it really is a group of white-eyed wolves who are not familiar with it!

Shi Xuehe said: "It's still under control for the time being, but...they have too many people, and it's hard to control the situation if they don't use heavy hands. It's hard to avoid casualties."

Li Congjia said decisively: "It doesn't matter, as long as the turmoil is calmed down, let the masters not show mercy, as long as we don't get hurt."

Shi Xuehe breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Li Congjia would soften his heart and let them catch him alive, that would be really fatal.

It's okay, okay, the head of the village is clear enough.

Li Congjia asked again: "No, it means that someone died in prison?"

Shi Xuehe's expression was serious: "Yes."

Li Congjia frowned and said, "We didn't torture them, why did they die?"

Shi Xuehe explained: "Cong Yun went to check. It is said that the man went hunting in the mountains before and broke a leg. He died of fever not long after he was locked in."

Li Congjia understood in seconds, broke a leg, and worried that he would not be able to survive in the future, so he followed suit and tried to share the money, but they didn't expect them to be so straightforward and threw everyone into the dungeon.

The environment of the dungeon is naturally not that good, and he was already injured, so it is really easy to cause problems, but even this is too fast, how long has it been since he was arrested?

Li Congjia sighed: "Forget it, let's talk about something after the rebellion subsides."

Shi Xuehe nodded, but did not leave. Seeing Li Congjia looking at him suspiciously, he couldn't help laughing: "Junior Brother Xue Ting asked me to guard the village master. After all, there are many people on the other side, so be careful that they divide their hands to attack."

Li Congjia took Shi Xuehe to the flower hall silently. Both of them were waiting for news. It was only at this time that Li Congjia realized that the small flower hall was very elegantly decorated. Decorated with wild flowers and plants, although not expensive, it is full of wild charm.

Li Congjia has been so busy lately, and this is the first time he has observed this small flower hall seriously, he couldn't help asking: "Who dug these flowers? Why don't I know?"

Shi Xuehe replied: "Oh, Junior Brother Xue Ting brought a few Junior Brothers into the mountains to dig them up. He said that the village master is a scholar, so he would like these."

After hearing this, Li Congjia was a little embarrassed. Since there was no one around him who had served the original owner before, he could almost be said to have shown his true colors. He didn't have any literati style, but the smell of copper became stronger and stronger.

It's also rare that his personality in Shi Xueting's heart has not collapsed. I really don't know if Shi Xueting has been brainwashed by those poems.

It seems that in order to maintain the personality, some of Li Houzhu's Ci will be pulled out to make up for it in the future, but the subjugation of the country is not required, so the range of options seems to be much smaller.

Seeing Li Congjia leisurely playing with flowers and plants in the flower hall, Shi Xuehe admired him in his heart: "The owner of the village is really not chaotic in times of danger."

Li Congjia smiled and said, "What kind of danger is this?"

He has encountered more dangerous times before. At this time, he still has someone to protect him, and someone outside is fighting for him. Why worry about a situation where he must win?

As for the aftermath, Li Congjia thought about it. Those stabbed heads should be killed or imprisoned. Shi Qingsong and the others have to decide. After all, they are still monks. Although they are not afraid of killing people, who knows if they will be merciful to those who are arrested? What about the heart?

For the rest, if you are willing to stay honest, then it will be the same as usual. If you are not willing, I am sorry, and you will also go to jail.

Well, the family members who were arrested should also be filtered. Boys over 15 years old, go with their fathers. The wives and daughters of criminals... This is not easy to arrange. If it was in the Southern Tang Dynasty, the family members would definitely be killed, but in Zhaizi It won't work here, it's too bloody and prone to problems.

Li Congjia felt a bit of a headache. In fact, the best way is to send the heroes as slaves, but the heroes under him...are all a group of monks, so even if you want to send them away, you don't want to.

Although this group of monks have broken the precept against killing and killing, they probably don't intend to break the precept against lust, right?

Li Congjia hadn't figured out a solution yet, the result was already there.

The rebellion was suppressed, but Shi Xueting was seriously injured.

When Li Congjia heard the news, he immediately stood up and said, "Bring him to me to recuperate!"

Shi Xuehe said hastily: "Junior brother has his own residence, where can he enter the village master's room?"

Li Congjia waved his hand: "The environment there is not good for him to heal his injuries. Hurry up and bring them here. Hey, by the way, where is the injury?"

This house was designed and built by Shi Xueting himself. He himself has never lived in it. Fortunately, he built two extra rooms when he built it. Now there is a place for him to recuperate from his injuries.

Shi Xuehe looked at Shi Congyun who came to report the letter, Shi Congyun wiped the blood from his face and said: "The injury is on the back."

"Bring them here quickly, don't we have enough medicinal materials? If not enough, we will collect them from the whole village. Oh, all the properties of those traitors were confiscated before. Go check to see if there are any medicinal materials!"

After Li Congjia finished speaking, Shi Congyun turned his head and ran out. After a while, Shi Xueting was carried by him.

At this time, Shi Xueting had fallen into a semi-conscious state, his face was flushed, and because of his back injury, he could only lie on the bed.

Li Congjia touched his forehead, and his heart skipped a beat: "It's starting to get hot!"

Shi Qingsong's face was slightly tired, and his voice was dry and hoarse: "I'll go and give him the prescription."

Li Congjia looked at the old monk's sluggish appearance, and felt really sorry. He felt that he was probably just a waste of time, and he couldn't help at all at this time.

Shi Xuehe didn't take much part in the fight, and quickly said: "Master, let me do it."

Shi Qingsong didn't refuse either, he was indeed too tired, at such an age, he would lose energy if he went to bed late, and it's almost dawn now.

When Li Congjia saw them going to dispense medicine, he turned around and prepared a basin of light salt water, boiled a piece of gauze in boiling water, dipped in light salt water and scrubbed the wound little by little.

While in a coma, Shi Xueting also seemed to feel pain, his breathing became a little heavy, and his two sword eyebrows were also tightly frowned.

Li Congjia gritted his teeth and relented, continued to disinfect, and then used clean water to cool him down.

After Shi Xuehe finished catching the prescription and told his junior brother to make the medicine, when he came back, he saw Li Congjia helping Shi Xueting wipe his body. He was startled at that time, and hurried over and said: "Leave these things to us, how dare you Master Laozhai himself?

Li Congjia shook his head and said: "You have been busy for several days. You have to calm down the chaos when you come back from the night raid and dig the tomb. You are already exhausted. You should go to rest. The medicine is prepared and boiled and brought to me. I will take care of it." he."

Shi Xuehe just shook his head and said, "No, no, you...how can you do such a thing?"

Li Congjia said: "There's nothing you can't do, don't worry, I won't be tired."

Originally Li Congjia wanted to say that if I can’t do it, I’ll go to Yunniang. After all, girls are careful, but thinking that Yunying is not married after all, and Shi Xueting is a monk, if the two of them have skin-to-skin contact, I’m afraid it will be bad However, Yang Xin, Shi Xueting's apprentice, was still in Jiangdu Mansion at this time, so he was the only one who thought about it.

As for looking for people in the village, Li Congjia never thought about it. Now he doesn't believe any of the aborigines in this village!

Shi Xuehe couldn't beat Li Congjia, and was finally sent to rest.

Li Congjia was really worried when he saw Shi Xueting lying unconscious on the bed.

The wound was actually not too big or deep, but in this era of lack of medical care and medicine, a small cold and fever could kill someone, let alone a wound.

The ointment and decoction were ready soon, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old monk brought them over and looked at Li Congjia in embarrassment. Li Congjia looked at the young monk's listless look and said, "Go and rest, I will leave it to you here." Me, if anyone asks, I will say I ordered it."

The little monk put the tray on the table, clasped his hands gratefully to Li Congjia, and seemed to want to say something, but didn't make a sound, and finally turned and left.

Li Congjia applied the ointment to Shi Xueting's wound little by little, and then wrapped the wound with gauze.

After finishing this set, Li Congjia was sweating all over. Shi Xueting's figure was already very close to that of an adult man, and with years of martial arts practice, his body was full of muscles. Li Congjia, a weak chicken, would have to use up food to lift people up. The strength of the milk is gone.

Looking at the decoction on the table, and at Shi Xueting's lying posture, he could only resign himself to his fate and turn him over, let him lean on his body and try not to touch the wound on his back.

There was no such thing as not being able to feed the medicine, or mouth-to-mouth feeding.

Although Shi Xueting was in a coma, he cooperated very well. He quickly drank a bowl of medicine, which saved Li Congjia a lot of trouble.

It's just that after the bowl of medicine was fed, Shi Xueting's high fever remained, and Li Congjia kept using cold water to physically cool him down to no avail!

After staying up like this for a whole night, Shi Xueting's body temperature occasionally dropped, but it rose again quickly, and Li Congjia was very worried about his constant high fever.

At dawn the next day, Shi Xuehe came over to replace Li Congjia, but was persuaded by Li Congjia, "I can still hold on, do you need to send someone to a nearby village or Taizhou to find a doctor?"

Shi Xuehe shook his head and said: "Our disciples are all well-versed in medical theory. When we were in the monastery before, the master also helped those common people who had no money to see a doctor. An ordinary doctor may not be able to match his old man."

Li Congjia frowned: "But...Master Xueting has not abated his fever yet."

Shi Qingsong came in from the door and sighed: "When manpower is limited, I have done everything I can do. Next, I will see the Buddha. If the fever can't be relieved after tonight... then... help him prepare a place." .”

Li Congjia was dumbfounded: Does this mean to resign to fate?