"Aren't you dead?"

"It's not dead, that guy surnamed Yan once came out to appease people after you left, but looking at his appearance, he was shot at least twice." Saying that, the cronie who rushed to report the news sighed regretfully. "It's a pity that those two shots are not critical."

"Is it..."Zhang Dasan stood up.

Although the Baolu Army has given up on Rong County, the time is still short after all, and there are many old troops of the Baolu Army who have followed Qin Zaigeng and others in Rong County. So when Zhang Dasan and the others returned to Rong County, with the help of these old departments, they easily controlled the current Rong County Government Axe.

"But now it seems that we have to leave Rong County again..."

"Are you leaving again?"

"Of course." Zhang Dasan smiled bitterly as he spoke. "If that Yan Guang dies, we still have a chance to take advantage of the chaos, but unfortunately he didn't die. Since he is not dead, then it is us who are unlucky, although Rong County has been put into our hands now, but a Rong County cannot compete with the whole of Sichuan, if we don't leave at this time, the end will be ugly..."

"But would anyone else want to leave with us?" The cronies frowned and said, those who went to assassinate Yan Guang with Zhang Dasan were nothing, Yan Guang couldn't let anyone go, and they had already realized this. But what about those who helped them seize control of Rong County after Zhang Dasan and them returned to Rong County? Are they really willing to abandon everything and follow them out of Sichuan?

"Of course they won't be willing to leave Sichuan, but the question is, if they don't go with us, will that Yan Guang forgive them?" Zhang Dasan sneered twice. "Don't forget, the current Rongxian County Political Axe has been subsumed into the Sichuan Military Political Axe, and when they helped me seize Rongxian, they were already on the opposite side of Yanguang."

"That's what I said..."

Everything is the same as Zhang Dasan said, when he learned that Yan Guang was not dead, those old departments who helped him seize Rong County could only choose to leave, but only a very small number of them were willing to leave with Zhang Dasan, and most of them chose to live in seclusion, planning to hide for a few years and wait for the limelight to pass.

When the cavalry regiment sent by Yan Guang chased to Rong County, Zhang Dasan had already left Rong County with those who were willing to continue to follow him, although the cavalry regiment also searched near Rong County, but there were many mountains in Sichuan, and Zhang Dasan and his party were only a few hundred people, so they could only go back to Chongqing City in disgrace when they didn't find anything.

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After learning the news of Yan Guang's injury, almost all the gentry officials in Yucheng went to the Governor's Mansion to visit, but in order to prevent another assassination, and also to allow Yan Guang to recuperate, except for a few people who had to be seen, the rest were all blocked by Pu Dianjun and Feng Nan.

"Please, I was only shot twice with a pistol, and not twenty shots from a machine gun, do I need that?" Sitting in a wheelchair, Yan Guang smiled bitterly at Feng Yan behind him.

Three days have passed since the assassination, and of course three days can't make Yan Guang's injuries recover, and even removing the stitches and stitches is not enough, but it's still okay to come out in a wheelchair to breathe or something.

It's just that looking at the 4 guards carrying wheelchairs around him, I don't know why Yan Guang always feels that he is actually sitting in a sedan chair.

"Dudu, we are also thinking about your injuries, the doctor said that the injuries on your body must not be bumped, otherwise the wounds will easily crack." Following behind him, Feng Nan chuckled softly.

"The doctor probably didn't say I couldn't stand even the little bumps, right? And just like that, the 4 brothers below are also very tired. Yan Guang is still very confident at this point, not to mention the steel wheelchair for the time being, he himself weighs more than 150 pounds...

However, just as Yan Guang was about to smile proudly, one of the guards below spoke. "Don't worry, we are not tired."

Indeed, compared to the ammunition box that needs to be carried and run during training, the Yan Guang carried by 4 people together is not very heavy.

Listening to what the guard said, looking at Yan Guang's speechless face, the nurses who had been following him laughed softly.

Scratching his head with his intact left hand, Yan Guang said helplessly. "Since you're not tired, carry me around the garden." To be honest, he has been locked in the room for the past three days, and he is indeed a little bored.

"Yes." Instinctively, after standing upright, the four guards carried Yan Guang towards the garden, while Feng Nan and a few nurses followed unhurriedly.

Although it was to go to the garden, there was nothing worth seeing in the garden in the winter of December, if it weren't for the fact that he hadn't been out of the house for 3 days, and there were a few beautiful nurses behind him, Yan Guang didn't plan to waste time here at all.

But...

Listening to the whispers of the warbler behind him, he felt the sunshine that was not very hot. "Actually, wouldn't it be nice to take a break when you're fine..."

Just as Yan Guang was about to let a few guards put himself down, and then close his eyes and take a good rest, a guard suddenly ran in from outside. "Governor, Minister Song has arrived!"

"Has Dinghan arrived? Let him in. ”

"Yes!"

After a while, Song Dinghan, who was wearing a black suit, walked into the garden under the guidance of the guard.

"Governor, you're fine." Looking at Yan Guang in a wheelchair, Song Dinghan said with some concern.

"It's nothing, it's just two shots." Looking at Song Dinghan who came over, Yan Guang smiled bitterly.

Because the telephone pole between Yucheng and Chengdu was almost cut by the Baolu Army, and the repair work was only partially carried out, it was already a day later when Song Dinghan learned that Yan Guang was injured.

When they learned that Yan Guang had been assassinated and seriously injured, Song Dinghan and Wang Er were so shocked that they almost jumped out of the three corpses, until the herald told them that Yan Guang was fine. However, since he knew about Yan Guang's injury, Song Dinghan had to come in person, and Wang Er also wanted to come with him, but unfortunately Chengdu needed someone to take charge.

However, Song Dinghan didn't come to Yucheng just for injuries, there were other things that also needed to be discussed with Yan Guang, such as...

"Governor, this is for you." After motioning for a few guards to put Yan Guang down, Song Dinghan handed over a post.

"What is this?" After the post, Yan Guang said with some curiosity.

"It's an invitation..."

"Invitations?" Yan Guang grinned. "Do you think I can attend any banquet like this?"

"It's not just you." Saying that, Song Dinghan motioned for himself to look.

After opening it with his left hand and looking at it curiously, Yan Guang raised his head and looked at Song Dinghan. “…… I think we still don't seem to have a director of foreign affairs, right? ”

"You've got such a good memory, Dudu..."