Zheng Jingting's heart was shocked, it wouldn't be so terrifying.

If these torturers were so careless, they should have been dragged out and killed.

"Father, the child will come and give you medicine."

Zheng Chenggong nodded and said softly, "Brother Cangshui, you all go out first." ”

Although Zhang Huangyan was a little uneasy, he also knew that if he had been here, Zheng Chenggong would be a little embarrassed, so he carefully told Zheng Jingdao: "Shizi, if you need anything, you can call me and Lang Zhong at any time." ”

After that, he and Lang Zhong retreated one after another.

Only Zheng Chenggong's father and son were left in the house, and the atmosphere was still a little awkward.

"Father..."

As soon as Zheng Jing spoke, Zheng Chenggong interrupted: "Don't say it, let's start." ”

Zheng Jing nodded, carefully lifted the hem of his robe, and slowly took off his middle pants.

"Shhh

This pull touched Zheng Chenggong's wound, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Fortunately, the blood has not completely dried, otherwise the pants are tightly attached to the wound, and it is impossible to remove them again, and they must be cut off with scissors to avoid secondary damage.

The current degree is still controllable, as long as it is stable and ruthless, it will not hurt Zheng Chenggong.

After Zheng Jing took off all his middle pants, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Zheng Chenggong's buttocks and legs were covered with blood, and it looked terrifying.

Zheng Jing had to wash the wound with a clean handkerchief dipped in water first.

Rao is he was extremely careful, and Zheng Chenggong still had a convulsion of pain.

Zheng Jing had to stop and ask, "Father, can you continue?" ”

Zheng Chenggong gritted his teeth and said, "Go on." ”

Zheng Jing used a handkerchief to clean up the blood little by little, but fortunately, it didn't look too deep and too big a wound, it should be just a skin injury.

As for the rotten meat, there is no more.

It seems that the person in charge of the torture still has his strength.

The fight not only has the effect that Zheng Chenggong wants, but there will be no internal injuries.

It is estimated that after a few days of rest, it will be able to recover as before.

"Father, I'll help you take the medicine and endure it."

After cleaning the wound, it is time to apply medicine, which is also the most painful process.

Zheng Jing was worried that his father couldn't help it, so he handed him a piece of silk cloth.

Zheng Chenggong shook his head: "Don't use this thing, you can start." ”

Zheng Jing responded, carefully opened the plaster, and evenly applied it to Zheng Chenggong's wound.

The process of applying the plaster was much better than when cleaning the wound, and Zheng Chenggong only let out a muffled snort or two.

In fact, Zheng Jing still has some experience in medicine.

He was very naughty when he was a child, and he was taught a lot by Zheng Chenggong's family law.

Although it doesn't hurt as much as hitting the board, the bamboo strip can still swell the buttocks.

There is a saying that a long illness becomes a doctor.

Although Zheng Jing was not sick, he was not less injured.

Although the experience of this medicine is not as good as that of a professional Langzhong, it can be regarded as a teacher.

"Does Father hurt?"

Soon Zheng Jing finished the medicine and asked with concern.

"It doesn't hurt much."

In front of his son, Zheng Chenggong naturally couldn't be too hypocritical and pretended to be indifferent.

"Father, Lang Zhong said that after wiping the medicine, it has to be left so dry, and it can't cover things."

"Oh."

Zheng Chenggong responded, and his neck instantly turned red.

That's a shame, isn't it?

"Okay, Jing'er, you can step down too."

Zheng Jing knew that his father was embarrassed to get along like this, so he replied softly: "Okay, my father needs to order anything at any time." The son retired. ”

With that, Zheng Jing walked out lightly and carefully closed the door.

"Shizi, how is the injury of the king of Yanping?"

Zhang Huangyan had been waiting outside the house, and when he saw Zheng Jing coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Zhang Benbing!"

Zheng Jing saw that it was Zhang Huangyan, and said in a harmonious voice: "Father's injury is not too serious, it is only a skin injury. It should be good to take a break for a while. ”

"That's good."

Zhang Huangyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Daming can't live without the king of Yanping."

In fact, Zhang Huangyan also knew that Zheng Chenggong could not be defeated by this setback, but this process was indeed quite difficult.

I only hope that Zheng Chenggong can come out of it quickly.

"Shizi, you come with the old man."

Although Zheng Jing didn't know what Zhang Huangyan asked him to do, he still readily agreed.

Walking to a side room, Zhang Huangyan pushed the door in, and Zheng Jing followed in.

"Sit down."

The two sat down separately, and Zheng Jing took the initiative to ask, "What is the so-called matter of Zhang Benbing calling his little nephew?" ”

Zheng Jing's father, Zheng Chenggong and Zhang Huangyan, call themselves brothers, and Zheng Jing naturally has no problem calling himself a little nephew.

Zhang Huangyan saw that he called himself like this, so he changed his name.

"Nephew, the old man has a sentence that he has always wanted to say to you, but he didn't have a chance."

"Shibo, please speak."

"Your father is a great hero who is not born in the world, and he is a minister of the Ming Dynasty. With him and the King of Jin supporting each other in the east and one in the west, the Ming Dynasty will not perish. The old man also said a few heart-wrenching words to you. Whether you want to listen or not. Anyway, the old man has to say. ”

After a pause, Zhang Huangyan continued: "Although the Ming Dynasty has been defeated to this point, it is also orthodox. Why did your father support the Ming Dynasty? That's because only in this way can the name be justified, and his soldiers will follow him. ”

"Is Shibo afraid that I will complain about my father?"

"You're a smart kid, you should know what the old man means. Your father is in the prime of life now, but there will always be a day when he will grow old. I don't need to say more about who will inherit his mantle then, right? ”

Zheng Jing was silent for a moment and said, "I won't disappoint my father, I won't disappoint Shibo!" ”

"Don't disappoint Your Majesty!"

I don't know if Zheng Jing really doesn't understand or pretends not to understand, so I just break it directly.

"Daming is the Daming of the Zhu family, and this will not change."

Zhang Huangyan said in a deep voice: "This is also your father's wish, do you understand?" ”

Zheng Jing is a very high-spirited child, but he is not stupid.

Zhang Huangyan said this to tell him that Yongming was their only way out.

Any unrealistic ideas will lead them to the end of the road.

"Nephew understood."

Zhang Huangyan patted Zheng Jing's immature shoulder and said, "Nephew, you are still young, and the future is still very long. When we guys are old, we will rely on you to hold up the sky,

Zhang Huang was in love and generously chanted:

The long drive Hu rode a few times, and the grass and trees in the south of the Yangtze River were half fishy. The liver and brain are always struggling to paint the old que, who sighs at the new pavilion! The waves and sand are all gone, and the crossbow injection Qiantang tide also stops. Looking back at the bloody battle in the rivers and mountains, only the wind and rain sounded Qingping.

The nine-sided lock key is broken by Hu Feng, and the mash is offered to Fei Sui first; There is no danger of Qin in the summer, and the Han family will be sealed in the autumn! The thawing of the Yellow River should return to Ma, and the blue sea is about to rise. Message: Jin Wei is more old, who is the grass withered and folded?

Zheng Jing silently recited in his mouth: "A good sentence of grass and trees in the south of the Yangtze River is half fishy, and a good sentence of crossbow injection into Qiantang tide also stops." ”

"Uncle Shi, my nephew understands."

"Good boy, it's good to understand!"

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