Dressing in another world to be a brother

The two made an appointment with Uncle Qiu to look at the house today, and they will be outside all day.Jiang Weiyan gave Aunt Liu a vacation and asked her to go home for a day and come back tomorrow.

Ji Yuzhu took the sketch drawn last night and showed it to Uncle Qiu, wanting to see if there was a yard with a similar layout.

Uncle Qiu was stunned and shook his head again and again: "That's not true. This has to be the style of high-ranking officials and gentry. How can ordinary people's houses be so big and so beautiful. If they can afford such a yard, they won't sell it."

Disappointed, Ji Yuzhu raised his spirits again for a moment: "I'd better read the rest, maybe the small and lovely courtyard is not bad."

I visited four more houses all day long. With the ideal sketch drawn last night and Jiang Weiyan fanning the flames, Ji Yuzhu always felt dissatisfied, and finally had to return in dismay.

Going around Zhaobi, Jiang Weiyan, who had just passed through the vertical flower gate, with a smile on his lips, had a solemn expression on his face, and stretched out his arms to stop him from going forward. Before he had time to say anything, several winds came——

Jiang Weiyan hugged Ji Yuzhu with his backhand and jumped to the corridor, dodging a few hidden arrows, and pushed Ji Yuzhu to the corner of the wall, facing six or seven men who came out from various corners.

Several men on the opposite side put on their long knives and slashed at Jiang Weiyan without saying a word.

Jiang Weiyan pulled out the horsewhip hanging from his waist, and swept it horizontally. The people in front were caught off guard by him, and they all took a few steps back, clutching their stomachs.

"General Xuanwu of the Northern Army, the eldest son of Marquis of Jining, Jiang Weiyan?" the person on the left took a step forward and asked with certainty.

Standing on guard with a whip, Jiang Weiyan looked calm: "It's an honor. I'm just a young general, but I know someone in this small place."

The anxious Ji Yuzhu in the corner opened her eyes wide upon hearing this.

"I didn't expect it to be you." The man slowly put the knife across his chest, "Master has something to say, whoever destroys our plan will be killed. General Jiang, although you are a man worthy of admiration, but, I guess we have to leave it at this point." Saying that, he raised the knife in his hand and rushed over with a slash.

Seeing this, the rest of the people swung their knives and slashed from all angles.

Jiang Weiyan shook his hand, and the whip in his hand immediately flew up and down, and went straight to everyone's arms holding the knives.As long as you take a step forward, you will be whipped on your arm by a long whip that dances like a silver snake.I want to cut off the long whip with a knife, but I feel that it is not slippery, and it will go away as soon as it sticks.

Jiang Weiyan's long whip directly blocked them a few steps away.

For a while, the two sides became deadlocked.

Seeing this, Ji Yuzhu, who was extremely nervous, was slightly relieved.Looking left and right, he moved his body slowly, trying to secretly pick up the wooden stick against the wall under the porch that was usually used to clean up dead branches and leaves for self-defense.

The man who spoke just now glanced at the corner of his eyes, turned his mind, and instantly exited the battle circle, swung the knife into the sheath, drew the bow and arrow behind his backhand, put the feather arrow on the shelf, drew the bow, and let it go.

Yu Jian went straight to Ji Yuzhu.

Jiang Weiyan, who was looking around, was furious, and kicked the flying feather arrow, and when he stood still, several people were close, and the advantage of the long whip was suppressed at once.

Ji Yuzhu hurriedly picked up the wooden stick and laid it in front of him.

Seeing that the advantage of his long whip had been eliminated, the leading man put on his broadsword again and rushed into the battle circle.

Jiang Weiyan was stabbed abruptly in the upper arm. With a flick of the long whip, the people in front of him took a step back. At the same time, he punched the person next to him with his left hand, causing him to bend over and retch, and seized him. The big knife in his hand slashed backhand and knocked him down.Immediately, he threw down the riding whip in his hand, swung his knife and rushed directly into the middle of several people, moving his body, chopping, picking, stabbing and wiping, but after a while, several people lay down and moaned in pain one after another.

Jiang Weiyan approached the leader and stomped on his abdomen: "Tell me, who is your master?"

Before he could reply, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Ji Yuzhu running towards him. He hurriedly withdrew his legs, and held him back a few steps with his empty hand, to prevent these people on the ground from suddenly violently attacking others.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"You you you you hurt!"

The two spoke at the same time.

"Small injuries, I can't die. Don't worry." Jiang Weiyan looked at his panicked face, confirming that it was not because he was scared by the scene, but just worried about him.

"So much blood!!" Ji Yuzhu pulled up the hem of his outer shirt and the clean inner shirt, trying to imitate the TV series, tore off a piece of white cloth to stop his bleeding, and pulled for a long time...

Jiang Weiyan was ashamed, thinking that he probably understood what he meant, so he hurriedly stopped him, took two steps forward, picked a man on the ground, lifted his belt, pulled the knife in his hand, and walked back with half of the cloth belt .

Ji Yuzhu took it with a slight embarrassment, and quickly plunged into his wound to prevent excessive bleeding: "I still have a little bit of the wound medicine you gave me before, I'll get it for you." After saying that, he turned around and wanted to run.

Jiang Weiyan grabbed him and said, "No, don't leave my side for now." He glanced warily at several rooms with closed doors and windows.

"But..." Seeing his expression, Ji Yuzhu hurriedly retracted, "Okay, then ask quickly, we have to see the doctor quickly. Besides, these people are seriously injured."

"En." Let go of his arm, take his hand and walk aside, pick up the long whip, swing it around, drag the leader and drag him out of the crowd.

"Talk now. My father has no patience."

"You can kill or cut whatever you want." The man closed his eyes and snorted coldly.

"Hey, are you playing tough with me?" Jiang Weiyan nodded, and with a pick of the knife in his hand, he directly cut through the shirt on the left arm of the man, revealing a black wolf head print the size of a fist. "The seal of the black wolf is the third prince's personal soldier?"

The man was shocked when he heard this, and opened his eyes to look over.

Jiang Weiyan ignored him, looked around, and continued: "They all use long swords, and they can receive news back and forth in two or three days. That is, Commander Tong of the Anqing Mansion is under his command? I heard that his long sword battalion is well trained? "

The man gritted his teeth: "If you want to kill or cut, you don't need to say anything."

Kicked him: "I'm thinking too much, I just need to know that you guys are indeed from Anqing Mansion, that's all."

He raised his hand and whistled, and a gray bird landed in the air, standing on his shoulder and obediently not moving.

Jiang Weiyan scratched a piece of cloth on the man's body, looked left and right, touched the wound on his abdomen casually, and wrote a blood book directly.

Man: ...

Ji Yuzhu: ...

But with just a few sentences, Jiang Weiyan quickly finished writing, tied it under Gray Bird's feet, and patted its back: "Go."

The gray bird flew towards the sky in an instant, but it was gone for a while.

Ji Yuzhu next to him hurriedly dragged him to the west chamber: "Hurry up and get the medicine."

Jiang Weiyan stretched out his uninjured hand to support his shoulders, pretending to be exhausted, and leaned on him: "Go to my bedroom, I have wound medicine over there."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yuzhu grabbed the arm on his shoulder with one hand, walked around his back with the other hand, hugged him and walked towards the main room.

Warm palms were attached to his waist, Jiang Weiyan's mind swayed, and he hurriedly pulled back his thoughts, concentrating on confirming whether there was an ambush in the main room.

Ji Yuzhu hurriedly opened the door, helped him directly into the bedroom, pushed him to sit down by the bed, took out the wound medicine and clean cloth according to his instructions, then hurriedly untied his clothes, and tore off the side of the wound. His sleeve revealed a bloody wound across his entire upper arm and dried blood around it.

With a sore nose, Ji Yuzhu sniffled hurriedly, poured the boiled water that Aunt Liu poured into the teapot in the morning into the basin, soaked the cloth towel, and gently wiped the blood stains around the wound.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Weiyan twisted his body uncomfortably: "Well... don't worry, this is really a small wound. I'm used to the ones that are much heavier than this, let alone this—hiss—lightly !"

Ji Yuzhu ruthlessly pressed the wound with a damp cloth and wiped off part of the blood stains. Hearing this, he glared at him with red eyes: "Look, no matter how light it is, it's still an injury, and it will still hurt, okay?"

When Jiang Weiyan heard this, his heart warmed up.

After carefully wiping off the blood stains, gently applying the plaster, and wrapping it up with a clean cloth, Ji Yuzhu raised his head: "Have you...been injured a lot?"

"Hey, leading troops against the enemy or something, which one won't be injured. It's not a wimp who only hides in the safe zone." Jiang Weiyan disagrees.

Ji Yuzhu pursed his lips, his eyes swept across his bare skin, and his eyes flicked back and forth at several scars on his shoulders and chest: "Are these all?" He raised his hand to caress the slightly hideous scar on his left chest, feeling a little distressed in his eyes , "Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Weiyan was agitated all over, and hurriedly reached out to grab the rebellious paw, raised his eyebrows and joked: "Ji Geer, I am a normal man. Are you grateful for my life-saving grace today, and are planning to promise yourself? "At the same time, he glanced at the bed meaningfully.

"Speak well." Ji Yuzhu rolled his eyes at him, and tried hard to break free from his grasp: "Let me go, and I have to give medicine to the wounded outside. They are much more seriously injured than you."

"..." Jiang Weiyan said blackly, "Ji Geer, those are coming to kill me, why do you want to save them?"

"You can't leave it alone like this, can you? I'm too scared to live here if they're all dead."

Ji Yuzhu is not some kind of Madonna of White Lotus, of course she knows this.However, a person who grew up in a legal society and has never killed a mouse is a little bit cowardly, and everyone should be considerate.

Jiang Weiyan continued the black line.This reason...

Fu E sighed, and he said helplessly: "Don't worry, they won't die here. Someone will take care of it in a while."

"Oh, well..." Ji Yuzhu didn't want to face those murderers, and didn't object when he heard the words, and sat down by the bed again.

"By the way, what kind of general did that person call you just now? And what about Lord Hou..." Ji Yuzhu squinted at him, feeling as if he would be tortured if he didn't confess, his white and tender face tried to pretend to be an interrogator The official's disdain.

Jiang Weiyan coughed lightly, suppressing the urge to laugh: "Well, I'm the eldest son of the Marquis of Jining. I left home to join the army at the age of 15. Now I belong to the Northern Army. I am a fourth-rank General Xuanwu."

"Wow... Marquis of Jining? Is he a relative of the emperor?" I often watch it on TV, and now this is a real person.

"No, it's a Marquis with a different surname. Well, it has been passed down for three generations. In my generation, I should be downgraded to the rank of Xijue."

"That's an uncle too...Brother, I'll rely on you to protect me from now on." Ji Yuzhu waved his hand indifferently.

"I'm the eldest son of a concubine, and the title can't fall on my head. But it's absolutely fine to cover you, but you don't need to rely on the title." Jiang Weiyan said lightly.

"Eh..." Ji Yuzhu scratched his head, feeling as if he had said something wrong, "Well, you are still a general." After thinking about it, he couldn't suppress his curiosity, "Don't you want to compete with your brothers for the title? ?”

"you want?"

"No, no, I'm just curious. The struggle between the sons and daughters... sounds very powerful, complicated, intriguing, and exciting." Ji Yuzhu stared at him.

Jiang Weiyan: ...

He gave him a surprise: "What are you thinking?" After thinking about it, I thought I could confess to him first: "I have already separated from the Houfu. No, it should be said that I was exiled from the clan." Saying, She stared at him closely, waiting for his possible reaction.