Respect the little husband [farming]

"Ajiao?" Shen Wenxuan hugged Jiao Shihan's body and shook slightly, seeing that he didn't respond, he couldn't help but let go of him a little to look at his face.

Jiao Shihan had already closed her eyes and was unconscious, her face was as pale as paper, blood was splashed on her cheeks and neck, she looked extremely horrifying.

Shen Wenxuan was instantly cold from head to toe, and his heart stopped beating for a few seconds. He held Jiao Shihan's hand tightly, and found that his hand was cold, and his body had no warmth at all.

"Doctor, doctor! Doctor Zhao!"

Shen Wenxuan shouted to the outside of the medical hall, his voice was anxious and frightened, he picked up Jiao Shihan and walked to the shop of the medical hall, Ping'er knew a little bit of medical skills, trotted after Shen Wenxuan, grabbed his clothes, and said:

"He seems to have a fever. His forehead was a little hot when he was at the bottom of the well. You should put him in the room first."

Shen Wenxuan nodded, and hurriedly carried Jiao Shihan into the room at the back of the store, laid him down on the bed lightly, shook off the quilt to wrap it tightly, and touched his forehead with his hand, it was indeed hot.

"It's good to have the temperature, it's good to have the temperature..." Shen Wenxuan muttered to himself, groping his neck and blood-stained hands with trembling hands, checking where the blood came from, and finally found that it wasn't Ajiao, heaving a sigh of relief, wiped off the cold sweat all over his head, tilted his head and raised his neck to look outside through the open window.

The drums of "Boom", "Boom", "Boom" are still ringing, and the smoke left by the embers of the embers is floating in the air. There are mountains of corpses on the street, rivers of blood, and stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere. Alright, the guards of the county city in blue military uniform led people to shuttle among the corpses to see if there were any alive.

Shen Wenxuan went over to close the window tightly, looked back at Jiao Shihan, and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Dr. Zhao limped and helped Zhao Er into the hospital. Ge Wucheng followed Ge Li with his back on his back. Now Zhao Er could cough up a mouthful of blood when he said a word. Dr. Zhao quickly put him on the chair , turned around and ran to the medicine cabinet to look for medicine for sores, staring at the manhole cover in the yard from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly saw Ping'er standing on a small bench behind the counter, he was relieved.

Half of the ginseng that Shen Wenxuan gave him was left, Dr. Zhao cut off two slices, stuffed one into Zhao Er's mouth, and gave the other to the unconscious Ge Li.

Ge Wucheng nodded his head in thanks, pried open Ge Li's jaw, and put a ginseng slice under his tongue. The Qiang man's knife had never had a chance to be bandaged, causing Ge Li to lose too much blood now, and Ge Wucheng tore his clothes around his waist , There is already a bloody mess.

Coincidentally, Shen Wenxuan brought two buckets of hot water from the kitchen, threw a few handkerchiefs to Dr. Zhao and Ge Wucheng, turned around and carried a copper basin into the room.

Jiao Shihan's trousers were all wet, no matter how warm he was, Shen Wenxuan frowned and took off his clothes, covering him with a quilt in case he was cold, and groping for him with a wet hot handkerchief bit by bit. , Touching the blood mud on his neck, he couldn't help feeling distressed and guilty, and wiped it off gently and slowly.

"It's okay, Ajiao."

Shen Wenxuan said softly, lowered his head and kissed Jiao Shihan's brow lightly, hugged him tightly in his arms, his eyes were dark and quiet, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Someone knocked on the door outside the house, Shen Wenxuan lowered his eyes and let go of Jiao Shihan, and found a set of middle clothes from the closet in the room for him to change into. During this period, he avoided it intentionally or unintentionally, and didn't see Jiao Shihan's body clearly, and now he has no intention of thinking about it After changing into his middle clothes, he added a quilt, and tucked the corners of the quilt tightly before getting up and opening the door of the room.

Ping'er stood outside with a bowl of ginger soup in his hand. He was hugged by Jiao Shihan all the time down the well, and he looked much better than Jiao Shihan. Shen Wenxuan bent down and patted his head:

"Thank you."

Ping'er: "You're welcome, I also cooked ginger soup for grandpa and the others, and added a few medicinal herbs to it to warm up the body very quickly."

Shen Wenxuan nodded, and just as he was about to bring the ginger soup, he saw Ge Feng dismount from his horse outside, leading people into the medical hall.

His expression was hurried, his eyes were full of luck and haste.

Shen Wenxuan paused, then retracted his hand to look at Ping'er, and said, "Can you help me feed Brother Ajiao?"

Ping'er also saw Ge Feng who had come back, and knew that these adults had something to discuss, so he nodded briskly, walked around Shen Wenxuan and entered the back room. Feed him a small spoonful, rest assured, close the door, turn around and look at Ge Feng and the man next to him who is obviously a general.

"It's only 130 miles from Anhe County to the county seat. My subordinates are running fast, and there are transfer stations in the middle. In any case, the reinforcements can arrive within three hours, but it's been a night. Why are you here now?"

Ge Wucheng stared at the commander of the county guard and questioned, and coughed a few times because of shortness of breath. Although Ge Li in his arms had healed the wound, he was still on the verge of life and death. If he could survive today, he had to say something else. If reinforcements arrive sooner—

Guo Liwei knew that Anhe County suffered heavy casualties, so he didn't care about it. Instead of thanking him first, he questioned angrily, saying: "The county didn't plan to send troops. Anhe County is small and the defense is too poor. It is far behind the county city. From the county If the Qiang people come and attack the west, not only Anhe County, but the whole Jingzhou will be reduced to slaves under the iron heels of the Qiang people—”

"What about Anhe County!" Ge Wucheng shouted hysterically before he finished speaking, "Isn't Anhe County Jingzhou?! Aren't the people of Anhe County the people of Jingzhou?! We defenders fight You have to stop the Qiang thief with your life, what is it in your eyes?!"

He blushed, his neck was thick, and he panted like a cow.

Guo Liwei was unmoved, and said calmly: "If you were me, you would make such a choice. It's not that I don't treat you as people, but the risk is too great. I remember that there are only [-] guards in Anhe County. How many do you think the defenders have in the county? Tens of thousands?"

Ge Wucheng didn't speak, just stared at him, Guo Liwei also looked back at him, and said: "It's only eight thousand."

"Eight thousand?" Shen Wenxuan interjected, "The Qiang thieves went to the city tower to see it. With only eight thousand troops, can you scare the Qiang thieves away?"

Guo Liwei glanced at him and didn't understand his identity, but he didn't mind him interjecting and said:

"Who said I brought 1000, how could I bring all of them, I only brought [-], it's just a big show, I used more than [-] horses to drag thorns behind the army, make dust, and then tie scarecrows , used up all the guards’ clothes, and hurried to Anhe County before dawn, but luckily the group of Qiang thieves were exhausted by you, if there was a real fight, it would be hard to say.”

Ge Wucheng was speechless, as if the hope that had just risen was extinguished again, he asked after a long time: "Didn't you just say you won't come? Why are you here again?"

Guo Liwei lowered his eyes and glanced back at the street outside. His subordinates were examining the corpses one by one, and the accompanying military doctor bandaged them on the spot. Those who survived with broken arms and limbs may be more painful than those who died. .

"For the county to not become like this." Guo Liwei said in a deep voice, and looked back at Ge Feng: "Of course, this is also due to your subordinates. He forced him to die and made a bet that if Anhe County can survive In an hour, we will send troops over."

As soon as Guo Liwei finished speaking, Ge Feng knelt down in front of his lord, tears kept falling from his eyes, no one knew how tormented he was standing on the city gate every minute and every second.

Ge Wucheng patted him heavily on the shoulder.

"My lord," a soldier reported from outside, "there are about 230 civilians who survived, including 13 guards, and 68 people who were seriously injured and incapacitated."

Guo Liwei nodded, but the others fell silent.

Guo Liwei looked back at Ge Wucheng, and said: "The city walls here are broken, so we must not stay any longer. We will return to the county after the place is cleaned up and the scouts who went to investigate ahead come back. I really want to know why the entire [-] border army can disappear without a sound, and it is ironic that you Anhe County can hold on for a night with [-] troops."

Ge Wucheng glanced at Shen Wenxuan, and was about to say that it all depends on him, but was stopped by Shen Wenxuan's look.

Next to him, Zhao Er was paralyzed on the chair, took a sip of ginger soup and rested for a while. Dr. Zhao said that his internal organs were swollen, but luckily they were not cracked. Alas, rough skin and thick flesh are good. If his group of brothers had someone like him With the level of skin strength, it is estimated that he can survive like him.

Zhao Er looked at the ceiling and sighed melancholy, filling the bowl with ginger soup was like drinking wine.

Shen Wenxuan turned back to the room, opened the door and saw Jiao Shihan woke up, lying on the quilt, hugging Ping'er who fell asleep, he was overjoyed, walked over quickly and squatted beside the bed, the corners of his mouth slightly Bend, a rare smile, gently touched his forehead with his fingers, it was still a little hot.

"Are you uncomfortable? Is there any discomfort?" Shen Wenxuan asked softly.

Jiao Shihan shook her head, propped up her upper body and stretched out her arms to hug Shen Wenxuan's neck: "It's good that you're fine."

"How could something be wrong with me?" Shen Wenxuan said with a smile, buried in his neck, took a deep breath, and ran his fingers along his hair from top to bottom.

"I will never leave you alone."

Jiao Shihan smiled, nodded, and came out of his arms. He was afraid that this person would be brave, so he grabbed his collar and began to check. Shen Wenxuan let him do it, touched his pale cheek, and asked distressedly: "What happened to the blood on your face before?"

Jiao Shihan suddenly trembled, her breathing was faintly short of breath, as if she could still feel the strong smell of blood and the sound of sobbing in the small space where she couldn't see her fingers, and faintly nauseated in her stomach:

"...something...falling from above...y-something—"

"Hush—" Shen Wenxuan hugged him tightly and patted him on the back, "It's okay, it's okay."

Jiao Shihan took a deep breath, and suddenly thought of Gou Sheng: "Where is Tuantuan? I heard it barking, where is Tuantuan?"

"Outside, it's fine." Shen Wenxuan whistled a few times, and the dog who was licking his wounds outside immediately froze, wagging his tail and entered the shop. His fat body startled the people in the room and knocked him away There was a crack in the door, and a dog's head protruded from outside the room. The blood on its fur and paws seemed to be all right, but fortunately, it was in good spirits.

Shen Wenxuan paused, coaxed Jiao Shihan to lie down and sleep for a while, got up and took the dog to the side to check. The wounds were concentrated on the limbs and paws, and there was also a wound on the neck. Shen Wenxuan stroked its dog's head. Dr. Zhao had given Zhao Er After bandaging Ge Li, Shen Wenxuan pulled him over to show Gou Sheng.

Dr. Zhao thought that he is not a veterinarian, so is it okay to treat dogs?

But now there is nothing to choose.

Pulling the dog's hair for a closer look, and touching the whole body of the dog, Doctor Zhao nodded, found a bottle of mild wound medicine on the counter, handed it to Shen Wenxuan and said:

"It should be okay, no bone injuries, more bites, shaved the place where it was bitten, and then put this medicine on it, it should be better, and have a chance to find a veterinarian to see it."

Shen Wenxuan said "hmm", took the medicine, and found a pair of scissors.

Dr. Zhao entered the room and saw his heartless little grandson blushing in sleep, he couldn't help laughing, walked over and patted his little body:

"Little stinky thing."

He looked up at Jiao Shihan who was beside him:

"Is Jiao Jiao okay?"

Jiao Shihan sank into the blanket and shook her head.

"It's fine, go to sleep, go to sleep, we will arrive at the county town after sleep."

Jiao Shihan couldn't help laughing, he liked this very kind old man very much.

"He has a fever, you give him some medicine." Shen Wenxuan said, clamping the dog who was trying to escape between his legs, it was rare to cut it patiently and little by little.

"I have a fever, stretch out your hand and I'll feel the pulse."

The people outside were gathered in one place by the guards, right next to the camp of the guards. In winter, the weather was very cold. After this disaster in Anhe County, there were not many intact houses, either burned or bombed. , many people huddled together in one room to keep warm.

Guo Liwei kicked the shattered stones, looked up at the unusual big pits and cracks on the street, and then turned his head to look in the direction of the medical hall.

"My lord, this—"

"I said, I won't lose money if I come this time." Guo Liwei laughed a few times.

A stove was lit in the medical hall, Shen Wenxuan took care of the leftovers and went to his own house across the street. Several soldiers in the house were rummaging for things. They didn't shy away from seeing Shen Wenxuan coming in. They connected the front door in several rooms. After rummaging through all the shops, he left with a few boxes and all the food in the kitchen.

Shen Wenxuan remained silent and didn't stop him. He didn't want to start another conflict. He went into the bedroom to pack several winter clothes, and then went to the backyard to bring Xiao Hei out. better.

It was probably a donkey, which was not favored, and if it was a horse, it probably would not have escaped.

Shen Wenxuan couldn't help laughing mockingly.

Shen Wenxuan didn't care about these soft things, and a considerable part of the money was given to Jiao Shihan last night, even if there was no shortage of food, and the world was in chaos, he was worried that even if he had money, he would not be able to buy food.

There was no one in the courtyard or on the street outside the courtyard. Shen Wenxuan walked quickly into the small kitchen next to the wing room. When he entered the door, he looked back a few times and walked to the side of the vat. The food in it was already empty.

Shen Wenxuan pushed away the empty vat, and swept away the dust on the ground, revealing a gap in a wooden board, which opened into a small compartment with grain in it, which Shen Wenxuan specially hid.

This is the border, and there are few such things as fine white flour, and even less in winter. Shen Wenxuan bought all the fine rice and flour stocks in the grain store at once, except for the part that was taken away, and the rest were hidden here, not much. That's five bags.

Shen Wenxuan took out a part and hung it on the donkey saddle on Xiao Hei's side, and carried the part by himself. With the cover of Xiao Hei's body, he quickly walked across the street and stepped into the back door of the hospital. Many guards were packing up the corpses without paying attention. to him.

After putting down everything, Shen Wenxuan suddenly saw old man Wen and Wang Muze as soon as he entered the shop.

Both of them warmed up around the stove while drinking ginger soup with bowls in their hands.

Seeing Shen Wenxuan, Wang Muze gave a wry smile: "I knew that Mister must be fine, no, I will come to seek refuge with Mister right away."

"Where's your woodware business?" Shen Wenxuan asked.

"Damn," Wang Muze laughed, unable to feel the joy in it at all, "my stingy fat boss is dead, the things in the house were first robbed by Qiang thieves, and now they are divided by the county guards in a fair manner. If you don't like it a little bit, won't you be kicked out?"

Zhao Er: "What the hell is the difference between a bandit and a bandit? They didn't fight a single battle, they just wanted to share the benefits."

Wang Muze: "Heh, I guess they thought it would be a great benefit to bring us into the county city, and they don't want to say whether the county city is still there or not if we, Anhe County, are in the front."

Ge Wucheng was also extremely angry in his heart, and was about to go out to talk to Guo Liwei, when old man Wen suddenly said: "Don't go, stay here, without you, maybe they even raided the medical center."

"Is there no military discipline, no king's law?!" Ge Wucheng punched the door frame, seeing shivering common people crowded in the room not far away, couldn't bear it, and ordered:

"Ge Feng, there is still some ginger soup left in the kitchen, take it to warm the people over there."

Ge Feng went down in response.

"Wang Fa, Military Discipline?" Old Man Wen laughed sarcastically after drinking the soup, "It's all been ruined like this, whoever has power has the final say."

"This calamity is also unlucky, and it just ruined your happy event." Old Man Wen said looking at Shen Wenxuan.

Shen Wenxuan was suddenly stabbed in the heart, and replied: "Your antique shop was also robbed by them?"

Old man Wen frowned: "Nonsense, if I hadn't been robbed, I could have come to you? Wouldn't it be nice to guard my treasures?"

"But, it's not finished. I have something hidden." Old Man Wen stared at Shen Wenxuan after speaking, with no deep meaning.

Shen Wenxuan frowned: "What do you mean?"

Old man Wen: "If you don't take that little thing now, you won't be able to take it out when tomorrow's gone. If you help me escort it over, I can give you... [-]% of it."

"Don't do it."

Jiao Shihan is still here, it is impossible for him to do risky things for money now.

"It's not about whether you do it or not, it's about whether you can seize the chance of survival."

Old man Wen tidied up his dusty winter clothes unhurriedly, "There are not only valuable things in there, but also road maps of commercial roads. No one should know about them. There are many road maps of commercial roads." Little known trails, sometimes unguided through a state, nobody knows, safe."

Shen Wenxuan suddenly raised his eyes.

"When I came here, I already estimated the number of these reinforcements. I'm afraid there are not even 5000 heads? This is the strength of Jingzhou's troops. You wait for them to defend Jingzhou to save their lives. Heh, it's better to pray to God and worship Buddha. The most important thing now The only thing is to leave Jingzhou, what are we now? Refugees, but no other state likes us."

"And you want to travel with other refugees? When people have nothing, they are the scariest rascals. You have food, drink, good-looking, and fun things, and they all want to come and grab you. You can't do it alone. Just twisted into a ball, there are no brothers and sisters in the circle of beggars."

Old Man Wen laughed after finishing speaking: "It's up to you."

Shen Wenxuan clenched his hands tightly, everyone around looked at old man Wen, and the air was frozen and quiet for an instant.

The door was suddenly slammed loudly, and the people in the room were startled. Seeing that it was Ge Feng, they breathed a sigh of relief. Ge Wucheng raised his hand just as he was about to teach this bluffing kid a lesson, but he heard Ge Feng panting and anxiously saying:

"My lord, how come there is County Magistrate Lin in the seriously injured room? It looks almost out of breath."

That traitor is still alive? !

Shen Wenxuan pursed his lips, his eyes were sharp like a knife, and after thinking for a few seconds, he glanced at Old Man Wen and asked, "Where are your things hidden?"

The author has something to say: It's time for Gong to start his career in another place, and start a big one!

放假了，该恢复日更了?*??(^?^*)??*?感谢在2020-12-1008:25:08~2020-12-2200:36:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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