Chapter 156: I'm Not Good About This
At dusk, the group returned to the Jiedu Embassy, Li Shigu went back to the back house directly, closed the door, and ordered Gao Mu to preside over the interrogation of the assassins, and Gao Mu ordered that all those who had been to the small pine forest should be detained in the Jiedu Embassy to wait for the hearing. Li Mao had an injury on his shoulder, and Gao Mu was sent to the Military Medical Department for treatment. The post of Jiedu made a position evolved from the marching general, and although it has the nature of an official here, it still retains some characteristics of the march, and the entire Jiedu makes the government independent into a system, which looks like a huge barracks, and everything related to the march is readily available.
The Military Medical Department is located in the southwest corner of the Jiedu Embassy, covering a vast area, with an independent entrance and exit, the Military Medical Department is responsible for the diagnosis and treatment tasks of all the Yunzhou garrisons, and has a special internal office to provide medical care services for several major shogunate officials, as for Li Shigu naturally has a full-time military doctor to provide services, it is unlikely that he will come here.
Military doctor Wang Daxian rubbed Li Mao with medicinal wine, and carefully massaged it, Li Mao's swollen arm began to heat and numb, very comfortable, some sensitive parts, Li Mao didn't want to fake others, so he asked for a bottle of medicinal wine to rub it himself. At first, Wang Daxian saw that Li Mao was sent by the book history of the judge's room, thinking that he had a great background, and did not dare to slack off, but at this moment, seeing Li Mao rubbing the medicine by himself, he didn't expect that he was not a character who could get on the stage, and then looked at this bald man, and there was a little contempt in his eyes.
At this moment, the four armor soldiers pushed the door and broke in, their clothes and armor were strong, and their momentum was compelling, and they opened their mouths and shouted: "Who is Li Mao?" When Li Mao responded, he said with a dark face: "Come with us." "Cold-spoken, unceremoniously. Wang Daxian observed his words and guessed that Li Mao had committed a crime, so he snatched back the medicine and wine in his hand.
It was Mo Daocong, the Marquis of the Military Government, who took Li Mao away, Xiao Songlin had an assassination case, and all the entourages must be heard, this is the rule, before the truth is known, no one can get out of the relationship, the four soldiers do not know the details of Xiao Songlin, nor do they know Li Mao's merits, so they speak coldly, with a stinky face of business. Mo Daocong knew some of what happened in Xiaosonglin, and it was reasonable to judge that Li Mao should not be the murderer. Therefore, his attitude towards Li Mao was much more polite, and when he saw Li Mao enter the house, he got up to greet him, and asked with concern: "How is the injury of the guard?" After learning that there was no major problem, he gave up his seat and called for tea at the same time, and said two more greetings, which was to cut to the point.
Mo Daocong smiled and said: "Please come to the Ya, I want to know about some of the things that happened in the Little Pine Forest this afternoon, and I hope that the Ya will not be surprised." ”
Li Mao was open-minded, there was nothing to hide, and he was a newcomer, and no one needed to take care of it, so he said everything that happened in the afternoon, and Mo Daocong interjected a few questions in the middle, and after the question and answer, Mo Daocong's brows were twisted, and he pretended to be relaxed and said: "I'm tired of detaining the ya, please go to the tea room to rest." ”
The four armor soldiers led Li Mao out, and a small official rushed over, greeted him, and asked Li Mao: "The high judge asked the guard that his injuries are better, why is he not in the military medical department?" ”
Li Mao replied: "The injury is no longer serious, and Mo Yuhou has something to ask, so he came over to respond." The little official muttered: "Lao Mo is really a brainless person, how can the priest sacrifice himself to rescue the marshal to be a fellow assassin?" ”
This scribe is about thirty years old, the appearance is not amazing, but the bearing is very arrogant, the tone is even more scary, ask his name and answer Chen Xiangshan, Li Mao was taken aback, I have heard that Ziqing has two talented people surnamed Chen, one is called Chen Jingsheng, now the secretary of the Jiedu Embassy, Li Shigu trusts the big pen, and a Chen, it seems to be called Chen Xiangshan, is it the scribe in front of him?
Li Shigu has always had great ambitions, on the one hand, he spared no effort to recruit heroes from all over the world, regardless of black and white, regardless of whether he was born good or evil, but he was willing to be loyal to him if he had something extraordinary, and he was willing to be loyal to him. On the other hand, he was also vassal and elegant, loved to mix with the scribes, and treated famous scholars with high-ranking officials, when he heard the name of Chen Jingsheng, he sent five envoys to Qizhou within a month to urge, but he did not come, and he did not hesitate to hire in person, and it was passed on as a beautiful talk for a while.
With Chen Xiangshan's talent, if he is willing to defect to Li Shigu, how can he only be a book history? Li Mao couldn't figure this out.
Someone under Mo Daocong's account had a good relationship with Wang Daxian of the Military Medical Department, and when he saw Chen Xiangshan asking about Li Mao's injury, he expected some trouble, so he took a shortcut and rushed to report. Wang Daxian heard that Chen Xiangshan treated Li Mao so politely, patted his head, screamed, he didn't feel panting and chest tightness, and the fat on his cheeks jumped suddenly, when he saw Chen Xiangshan with a smile on his face to accompany Li Mao, he didn't feel that his knees were sore, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence clearly.
Chen Xiangshan didn't ask and knew the problem, this Wang Daxian relied on a little dye at home, and opened a dyeing workshop for people at every turn, he must have neglected Li Mao before, thinking that Li Mao would have to be reused after experiencing the small pine forest, Chen Xiangshan sank his face, and in front of everyone, he reprimanded Wang Daxian mercilessly, Wang Daxian restrained his face, trembled, and didn't dare to say a word.
Because of this, Wang Daxian used all his body to push, take, squeeze, and press Li Mao, and took out the treasured precious medicinal wine for Li Mao to use.
Wang Daxian was wrong for a while, beckoned to call the apprentice, commanded a few words in his ear, and the apprentice trotted out, bringing back four fourteen or fifteen-year-old handsome young men in a row, with crossed hands on his chest, and his eyes meekly waiting for the call.
Li Mao was taken aback, and immediately felt a burst of nausea, and waved his hand again and again to call out, Wang Daxian blinked and shouted, "Change the batch." The apprentice began to bombard people in a sloppy manner, which made a few small bosses unhappy, muttering and complaining. When he was young, four more people stood up, Li Mao sat upright, and said to Wang Daxian: "Tell them to go out, and each person will be rewarded with five hangings, and it will be recorded in my account." The four little guys thanked each other and left happily.
Wang Daxian was very embarrassed, rubbing his hands and not daring to speak.
Li Mao said: "I received your kindness, I don't like this." Wang Daxian breathed a sigh of relief, the soldiers in the battalion were often not allowed to go out due to the constraints of military law, and over time, the wind of breaking sleeves prevailed, and even some sergeants preferred this bite even if they had wives and concubines at home. Judging from Wang Daxian's many years of experience as an errand, Li Mao is not smiling, and he should not be very attentive to women, or he is good at this, so he dared to recommend it, but he didn't expect to hit a soft nail.
Li Mao saw that he was a man who was good at seeing the wind and steering, so he asked about some things about the military medical department, but he did not expect to get an unexpected gain, the dignified Yunzhou Military Medical Department has a total of 18 military doctors, of whom eight are stationed in the Yunzhou Military Medical Department, serving the officials and garrisons of various shogunates, prefectures and counties, and the remaining 10 are scattered in the garrison camps in various places, and according to the calculation of 100,000 soldiers, only one military doctor can be distributed for every 5,500 people, which is naturally far from enough.
The first batch of students of the medical school founded by Mr. and Mrs. Gerrishu are about to graduate, and they are worried about where to go. Thinking that he could still use it in the future, Li Mao's attitude towards this unprofessional Wang Dajun doctor was slightly better, and Wang Daxian climbed up the pole, eager to become a brother with a different surname with Li Mao immediately.
At the end of the first watch, Gao Mu invited Li Mao again. In the past half a day, Gao Mu went through the sieve of all the people who accompanied him to the small pine forest, and his mouth was dry and his eyes were red. Gao Mu had been a county lieutenant for many years before his career, he was good at judging cases, and he was good at finding the truth from the chaos.