Tanglin heard the words

Chapter 223

Chu Zhang and Chu Zhen stared wide-eyed, looking at their master, who came back with a dirty man in his arms, and the two dressed guards with knives stared blankly, neither of them moved.

Dong Lingxi put the man on the bed, turned around and said to his two guards: "What are you doing in a daze, go get the bath water, wash the man clean, get a set of clean clothes, and then invite Doctor Zhang here."

The two agreed in a daze, turned around and left the tent. After a while, they arranged the bath water and began to wash people.

Not long after, old doctor Zhang was invited by Chu Zhang.

"Doctor Zhang, in your opinion..." Dong Lingxi stood at the head of the bed, crossed his hands, and frowned.

The old imperial doctor brushed his long gray beard slowly, put away the medical box, and said: "General Dongling, although this person has a tough system, he has been forced to work without rest for many days... This one needs to be adjusted for a month. Don't be tired, don't catch cold, don't have intercourse"

Dongling Xihan, looking at the expression on the old doctor's face seeing the prisoner, he thought that he had nothing to do to find trouble for himself, and he didn't do it, but this man's voice was so similar to Feng... the voice of the dead Feng... ...he can't leave it alone...

"Well, please trouble the Imperial Physician Zhang, you can just take the medicine, and Chu Zhang will go with the Imperial Physician Zhang"

"Yes"

Chu Zhen watched the two of them get out of the tent, and when he looked back, his master was staring intently at the sleeping man on the bed.The man is very handsome, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, a deep outline, a tall figure, well-proportioned muscles, and wheat-colored skin, but there are many scars on his broad hands, and the small ones are not scars. It's a callus, with a '23' branded on the back and left shoulder...a military slave...

Chu Zhen frowned, folded his fists and bowed, and said, "Master, forgive me, but my subordinates don't understand, this man is a military slave, how could the master..."

Dong Lingxi remained silent, and after a while, Chu Zhen began to break out in cold sweat, raised his eyes slightly, and saw Dong Lingxi's back was stiff and motionless, so he knelt down slowly, and added: "My subordinate Chao Yue."

Chu Zhen knelt on the ground, lowered his head, not daring to move an inch. When he felt that his legs were numb, he heard Dong Lingxi order: "Go, bring this man's memorization." It refers to the background, experience, how they came from, which country, where they came from, what they did, etc., and everything recorded in detail.

Chu Zhen lowered his head again, answered yes, and went to Guan Si with a 'shua' sound.This management department is a place dedicated to managing military slaves.

After about a moment, Chu Zhen returned to the tent, stood outside, and replied softly: "Master, here is the inscription of 23."

Dong Lingxi called Chu Zhen in, took the inscription, and said: "Go and erase his slave status."

Chu Zhen was taken aback for a moment, bowed his head and said yes again, and rushed out.

Dong Lingxi looked at the inscription, and there was only one sentence on the inscription describing the 25 years of this sleepy man's life: No. 23, male, born in September 320, in the military camp ten miles away from Xishicheng, the border city of Yanguo. Slave, slave status is lifelong, born human 23, female, dies.

Turns out he inherited his mother's number.

It turns out that there is no mother, only a biological person.

Dong Lingxi looked at the back text, and a sense of sadness welled up in his heart.In this society where the emperor is the sky and the people are ants, a word from the officials can easily kill a person without asking why. Adapt, never able to adapt, even if he also grew up from the size of a baby, he was called by his master, listened to others calling himself a slave, groveling before and after the saddle, he still couldn't adapt, he couldn't adapt no matter what... He tried his best to give those subordinates, The servants should be respected, but in today's society, seniority and inferiority are as unshakable as the decree of the heavenly court.

The man in front of him works hard and earns his own living. He is many times stronger than those princes and grandchildren who only know how to eat, drink and have fun, but they are regarded as ants, not as good as pigs and dogs.Even if he was treated like that, he couldn't refuse to resist. Dong Lingxi's eyes were dark and dark, his lips were tightly pressed and white, and he gently stroked the man's face with his hand. The man was handsome and had a first-class figure. I'm afraid it's not the first time I've been insulted and trampled...

About another cup of tea time passed, the man on the bed frowned, his chapped lips moved slightly, and slowly opened his eyes, the dark eyes rolled blankly, and then blinked.

Dong Lingxi turned around, looked at the man, and said softly: "Wake up... drink some water", as she said, she wanted to help the man up.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, quickly got out of bed, knelt on the ground, his whole body was stiff.

Dong Lingxi looked at the man with dark eyes, and said, "You know kung fu."

23's head was pressed tightly against the ground, and a muffled voice came out: "Reporting to the general, 23's kung fu was taught by the previous 23."

"Get up and go back to bed."

"General, if you don't agree with etiquette, 23 dare not."

"Head up."

The man froze, and slowly raised his head, but still lowered his eyes.

"look at me."

23 pursed her lips and looked at Dong Lingxi.

Dong Lingxi held up the inscription of 23, placed it on the candle and lit it.But his eyes were fixed on the man, and he saw despair in his eyes, and his already bloodless face was as pale as paper.

The national law of the Yan Kingdom stipulates that all military slaves who lose their memorandum will be executed.

Dong Lingxi sighed and called Chu Zhen.

Chu Zhen entered the account, bowed and said: "The subordinate is here"

"Is it done?"

"Yes, my subordinate asked Guan Si to erase 23's slave status."

Dong Lingxi nodded, waved his hand, and said, "Success, you go down and let Chu Zhang bring in his medicine and a bowl of porridge."

"Yes"

After Dong Lingxi finished speaking, he patted the bed and said, "It's done, lie on the bed and come on."

The man's eyes were full of doubts and puzzlement, and after a long time, he said "General" in a weak voice, and then he refused to move.

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