Royal road

When they hit the road again, the convoy moved much faster.All the wounded and sick were crowded into the vacated cart, and Liang Feng also told Ah Liang not to be stingy with animal power.The convoy no longer has the ability to resist another attack, and returning to the Liang Mansion as soon as possible is the only surefire solution.

Yi Yan walked beside the ox cart without saying a word, a long stick and a dagger protruding from his waist.The long stick was given to him by A Liang, and it was regarded as a weapon.And that overly gorgeous dagger was given to him by the person in the car.Yiyan has already learned the identity of that person, Tinghou, whose surname is Liang, but what his name is.Of course, the other party's name is not something he can call.For the humble Jiehu, this is a noble person in the clouds, which is definitely beyond his reach.

But Yiyan doesn't care, it seems that calling the lord can calm down the restless thing in his chest and make him satisfied.Therefore, his steps were very brisk, and he followed closely beside the ox cart.The bamboo curtain on the car has been put down, but it can't cover the smell of medicine coming from inside. Occasionally, the green bamboo will get out of the car to decoct the medicine and change the water.Yiyan really wanted to go up and see if his new lord was alright.But Lu Zhu obviously didn't want a bought Jie man to get close to his husband, and every time he looked coldly, blocking his sight.

Yiyan glanced at the carriage, then withdrew his gaze, and continued to move forward steadily.

After walking for more than two hours, the convoy stopped at the side of the road for a short rest and some dry food.Yiyan didn't go far, sat cross-legged beside the ox cart, and took out the bran cakes in his pocket.Just as he was about to start, a person suddenly approached him, it was Xing Ji.Because of his leg injury, he also received preferential treatment, and he was able to take the bus in rotation, and he is in a good condition now.

With a worried expression on his face, Xie Ji approached Yi Yan, and asked in a low voice: "Yi Yan, do you really want to be a melody?"

Along the way, there was nothing else to do except walking, so the news naturally spread quickly.After learning that they were about to be accepted by the Patriarch as a trilogy, Xie Ji couldn't hold back anymore.Buqu is not a tenant farmer, as long as he farms the land for a living.That's a private soldier!Maybe life is more prosperous in normal times, and there will be a lot of rewards, but at the critical moment of life and death, you really have to work hard.They used to only farm, how could they fight?What if I die in a foreign land...

Yiyan didn't have this concern, his voice was extremely firm: "It's a 'personal bodyguard'."

Yiyan had never heard of this word before.But it is not difficult to understand that it should mean the same thing as "following", and it is necessary to protect the safety of the head of the family.After the battle just now, something in his body seemed to wake up.He was not born to be a tenant farmer, what really made his blood boil and his chest thumped was the battlefield of desperate fighting.

What's more, he can still stay by that person's side.

No matter what Xie Ji said, he has known Yiyan for a long time, so of course he knows this kid's temperament.As long as he made a decision, it would be difficult for anyone to dissuade him.Sighing, Xie Ji also took out the pancake in his arms, and took a bite: "That's right. In this world, as long as you have something to eat, you can't control so much!"

Isn't it just to make a living for a few hundred miles?As long as the master's family can be trusted, it's nothing to work for others.I'm afraid this is not only what Xi Ji thinks, but also what most Jie people think.

Yiyan didn't answer, just gnawed the bran cake in silence.

The people outside were worried, but in the bullock cart, Liang Feng's spirit was much better.It may be that the encounter just now rekindled his will to survive, and the continuous high fever actually subsided a lot, leaving only a little heat.He may never return to the former world, trapped in such a frail and seriously ill body, but at least, he still has the identity of a "gentry family" and the memories left in his previous life.In troubled times, this is already a rare wealth.

"Lang Jun, it's better to take two more doses of medicine. The fever has just subsided, it's better to be careful..." By the side of the low couch, the green bamboo was holding a medicine bowl, perseveringly persuading him, and he almost picked up the bowl and poured it .

I don't know if this girl is 13 years old this year. In his era, she probably just started junior high school.Being spoiled and spoiled by his parents, he will not move anything heavier than a schoolbag.But now, she couldn't take off her clothes, couldn't sleep at night, and waited for her sick child for several days and nights, and her eyes were black and blue.

Liang Feng sighed softly, took the porcelain bowl, and drank it all in one gulp.The sour and bitter taste of medicine fills the taste buds, and also dilutes the last trace of entanglement.Either way, he deserved to live.Live well.

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Just hurrying all the way, until the sun set, the convoy finally rushed back to Liang Mansion.This place is on the border of Shangdang County, west of Gaodu. Looking from afar, you can see a bunch of houses scattered in the distance.Not quite the same as the folk houses of later generations, the structure of the Liang Mansion is more like that of a western manor. The low wall that is one person high encloses the farmland, fruit forest, and half of the ridge inside, which should be the fields of the Liang Mansion.Farther away, there is the main house with high walls, which looks a bit like a small Wubao, and you can vaguely see a watchtower-like pavilion, which should be used for early warning.

The bullock cart passed through the courtyard gate and moved slowly along the flat road.Someone might have already reported it. At this moment, there was a panic in front of the gate of the main residence of the Liang Mansion, with more than a dozen servants rushing back and forth, preparing for the return of the Patriarch.Stepping off the bullock cart, Liang Feng immediately saw behind the black and kneeling crowd, a little doll carved in powder and jade was standing on his feet and looking towards this side.He was obviously only three or four years old, but he was just like a young adult, with a very serious face, but there were tears in his eyes, and a look of admiration.

Is this the cheap son?Liang Feng raised his eyebrows. He had never raised a child, but this little guy really inherited his father's good looks, so he was very attractive.After thinking about it, Liang Feng walked over.

Maybe he didn't expect his father to notice him, Liang Rong trembled, and his eyes widened in disbelief.The wet nurse kneeling beside him hastily reminded: "Rong'er, young gentleman, send your greetings to the lord!"

Only then did Liang Rong come to his senses, and quickly knelt down to salute, "My lord."

It's the middle of the night, and I don't know how long I've been waiting outside, the little guy's face is almost turning blue.Liang Feng stepped forward, stretched out his hand to help him up from the ground, and took that fleshy little hand: "Have you been waiting for a long time? Be good, let's go into the house."

Most people in the world are short-lived, so they attach great importance to offspring, and there are countless pampering children among the gentry.But the Liang family was different. When Liang Rong was born, his mother He died of dystocia, and then his grandmother Gao died of illness.Therefore, Liang Feng has shown no pretense to his biological son since he was a child, and he did not directly reprimand him for forcibly restraining his relatives, which is already a good cultivation.

Such a move suddenly, not to mention Liang Rong, even the maid behind him was stunned.However, after staying for a moment, Liang Rong immediately held his father's big hand tightly, and followed him step by step, his small face almost buried in the wide sleeves.After a while, Liang Feng felt a little wet on his arms, probably because the little guy couldn't help crying.You can provoke Jindouzi just by holding hands, it seems that the original owner doesn't care much about his son.Come on, he survived a serious illness by chance, it should be too strange for this father to do something different from before.

Without talking nonsense, he led the little man beside him to the inner courtyard.

Two figures in brocade clothes walked slowly, the candlelight flickered, reflecting long reflections, cuddling each other, and exuding warmth and ease.Yiyan suddenly felt a dull feeling in his heart, as if something was about to get out of his control and disappear.He couldn't hold back, and hurried two steps forward.However, before he got close, he was stopped by a servant beside him.

That is the inner courtyard, not everyone can enter, let alone a Jiehu who obviously has alien blood.Seeing that the man was about to disappear into the courtyard, Yi Yan suddenly took a step forward and shouted loudly: "Master!"

His voice was loud, so loud that it was rude, it penetrated the long corridor and echoed in the dense night.The servants beside him were all shocked and wanted to step forward to stop him.Liang Feng stopped in his tracks, as if he had just remembered these Jie people, he turned his head and said: "Take them down to wash up, throw away all the old clothes, and clean up the head lice and fleas. After the arrangements are made, bring them to see you tomorrow." I."

Parasites are the things that are most likely to infect malignant diseases. Liang Feng is not interested in letting these guys who have been scrambling outside for an unknown amount of time become the source of infection for the disease.Do a good job of sanitation first, disinfect and remove insects, and put everything else later.

This is too extravagant for the servants.Could it be that they despise this group of Capricorn people for being too dirty?A Liang was stunned for a moment, then immediately bowed and said, "I'll take them down right now."

Yiyan didn't expect to get such an order, and his original shining gray-blue eyes dimmed immediately.Could it be that "body guard" was just a joke, but he took it seriously?That's right, how could a Tinghou care about his Jiehu.

Clenching his teeth in embarrassment, he stopped talking, turned his head and walked out with A Liang.

A group of Jie slaves, of course, are not qualified to bathe in hot water.A Liang took several people to the river and ordered them to take off their clothes and jump in to wash off the dirt on their bodies.In March, it was warm and cold, and the river was frozen at night, making people grit their teeth and tremble all over.However, the head of the family had his orders, so how could the Jie people dare to refute, one by one, they took off their clothes and jumped into the river.

After scrubbing vigorously, A Liang asked them to untie their hair and use a comb to clean the lice on their heads after landing.How can ordinary people be so particular about it? A few Jie people combed their hair tremblingly, and after a while, a layer of lice fell on the ground.A Liang glanced at the group of filthy barbarians in disgust, and snorted: "After I finish grooming, I will go into the water and give it a good rinse. This is the order of the landlord. If anyone does not clean up, don't even think about staying in the house." The Liang Mansion is gone."

Yiyan didn't listen to Ah Liang's nagging, and finished cleaning his hair without saying a word, and then braided the hair around his ears back.This thing is called "hair lock", which is the Zoroastrian tradition believed by the Jie people. Even if it was moved to the Central Plains for several generations, it has not changed.After finishing all this, he walked to the shore, picked up the new clothes, and was about to put them on.Something rolled down from the clothes room and landed on the ground with a "clang".It was a dagger, the self-defense weapon that Liang Feng had given him before.

Looking at the gorgeous dagger, Yiyan took a deep breath, picked up the dagger, and carefully put it in his arms.No matter what arrangement that person will make tomorrow, he will not leave Liang's mansion.He has already recognized the "Master", and he will never give up so easily!