It doesn't matter if you heard it wrong or not, this matter is not because of Han Xu, so it didn't take long for dozens of covered cars escorted by heavy soldiers to set off from Jiannan Road.

The vehicle deliberately passed through Shannan for Han Xu to see in person, and Han Xu did not politely uncover and check it layer by layer.

The stakes are very high, and his qualification as the assistant director of Jiannan Dao is this.

As the layers of shields were revealed, Zhang An Wang Lin, who was standing from a distance, looked more and more shocked, knowing that Jiannan Dao was rich, but it was the first time he had seen how to be rich.

The carts were full of gold, silver, salt, and even iron.

"Han Xu is really ruthless, he actually asked for so many things for Jiannan Dao when he opened his mouth." Zhang An said in a low voice.

Wang Lin frowned: "Jiannan Dao actually gave it, this is a bribe to Han Xu." ”

Zhang An smiled: "Bribe a fart, this is obviously a temptation, seeing that Jiannan Dao is so rich, Han Xu wants to catch it in his own hands even more, who will be bribed by a child." ”

The children's wealth is exposed, and there are more people who want to rob it, and everyone in the countryside knows the truth, so it is also, Wang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the carload of goods in addition to being surprised and a little intoxicated, when they and Han Xu got Jiannan Dao together, how to divide the money?

After Han Xu looked at the last car, he pulled it up again, and he nodded.

Li Mingyu said happily: "Lord Han, these will be sent first, if they are not enough, we will prepare." ”

Han Xu said: "On behalf of Mrs. Chu, thank you in advance, I wrote a letter explaining the support of Jiannan Dao, and I won't go first." ”

Probably hearing the last sentence, the child in front of him lost his smile.

"It should be, it should be." He grabbed Han Xu's hand, "It's my honor to be able to help Mrs. Chu and Lord Han, and I also wrote a letter to Mrs. Chu Guo, asking Mrs. Chu to forgive us for working hard for Lord Han first." ”

Han Xu smiled and didn't speak, what he said, the people of Jiannan Dao understood.

The relationship between him and Mrs. Wu Shao is not ordinary, so if you want to move him, you have to consider Mrs. Wu Shao.

Han Xu is very satisfied with the current situation, Young Lady Wu is in charge of Huainan Dao, so she and Jiannan Dao have the strength to compete, and the two sides are evenly matched, so he can make them fear each other so that he can act on his own.

In today's troubled times, with the help of strength, as for fame, these subsections can be occasionally informal.

Han Xu turned around and saw Zhang An Wang Lin standing behind the soldiers and horses in the distance, and they also saw him, bowing warmly to him, showing a strange smile.

For example, first borrow Jiannan Dao to defeat these two forces!

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A letter was held in his hand and photographed to the sun, but only the words of Mrs. Chu on the cover could be seen on the cover.

"Boss." The man who was driving the car turned around and said, "You want to peek at the letter again!" ”

Holding the letter is a man who is nearly fifty years old, wearing an old military robe I don't know how many years, with a thick white beard, he is responsible for the baggage escort in the army, and it has been almost 20 years since Li Feng'an went from Shuofang to Jiannan Road, and the baggage in his hands has always been punctual and punctual, everyone jokingly calls him the old steward of the goods, and over time he has forgotten his real name.

The old man pinched the letter and lay on the roof of the car, swaying with the car, but it was as solid as a rock: "Han Xu, the letter from the official to the eldest lady, why didn't Xiao Osmanthus let us read it?" If you don't look at it, how can you rest assured that it will be handed over to the eldest lady? Why did she believe in that Han Xu so much? ”

The man who drove the car smiled: "Han Xu is good-looking!" Osmanthus is also a woman, and women like to look good. ”

The old man pouted his lips to say something, but there was a whistle in front of him, his gray beard hung down, and his eyes narrowed like eagles: "There are people who don't have long eyes to send them to death, face the battle!" ”

The convoy driving on the road began to change formation, and the car square formation rolled forward in a circle.

The horse's hooves shook in front of him, and the figures rolled, like dark clouds pressing down on the city.

Dozens of cars through the mountains through the city, passing through the place of the Great Xia Guards, there are also rebels to seize the place, the scene of prosperity in the past is not uncommon, but in the troubled times it is very eye-catching, although there are heavy guards, the bandits dare not intrude, the rebels will inevitably have to try.

The baggage army attaches great importance to the baggage, never participates in killing thieves and quelling the rebellion, bypasses it if it can bypass, avoids it if it can avoid it, and dares to fight if it can't be avoided.

A battle unfolded in the wilderness.

In the chariot formed in a phalanx, the horses and carts were unloaded, and the horsemen held the reins in one hand and their weapons in the other, and at the first order, they could also mount their horses and kill the enemy.

There was only one soldier guarding the cart full of goods, and he hid like a frightened bird in his wide and heavy military robe, the big knife in his arms blocked his face, and his body trembled slightly with the sound of fighting.

Death is always scary, especially for the young.

After a violent storm, the clouds fled in all directions, leaving dead and wounded in their wake.

The rebels had fled, and the baggage army cleaned up the battlefield, checking on the dead and caring for the wounded, filled with cries of pain and cries, and shouts rang out from time to time.

"Little bowl!"

"Little bowl!"

And with the shout, the little bird that had been cowering on the carriage rushed out of the nest, carrying a large medical box in its hand, stumbling and stumbling along with the shouting.

From time to time, he knelt down in front of a wounded soldier who had cut half of his neck and was bleeding, rinsing his wound with water with one hand, and running a needle with the other, and half of the wounded soldier's neck was sewn up.

From time to time, he stood in front of a wounded soldier who had been punctured in the stomach, poured a mouthful of water and sprayed it on the wounded soldier's face, and the wounded soldier was clever, and his body retracted with his exposed intestines.

He tied up severed limbs for a while, powdered medicine for a while, and took out broken bones from flesh with his hands.

More often than not, he was threading needles and threads, big needles and small needles, gold and silver threads, hemp ropes and mulberry white leather threads, constantly flying in his hands, one wounded soldier after another was treated, until the sun was gradually slanting and the little bird stopped tiredly.

"Little bowl, it's a blessing." One of the soldiers handed him a jug of wine, "Come and take a sip of wine to refresh yourself." ”

The old manager reached out from the side and kicked the soldier: "Go and see if you have found a place to place the wounded soldiers." What alcohol do children drink. ”

He took a sip of the wine himself, then looked down at the bowl with a loving smile on his face.

"Xiaowan, you are much more powerful than I imagined, Mr. Dongshan said that you can be a doctor with us, I really didn't believe it at first."

The small bowl is a lot taller than before, but the person is still thin, I don't know if the food in Jiannandao is not fattening him or the days of Jiannandao are too hard, the person is thinner and darker, but the shyness is still there.

"I'm not as good as my father." He lowered his head and clutched the large and small needles in his hand, the needles were wearing different threads, and they were like colorful wings in the afterglow of the setting sun with the wind gently fluttering, "I can only stitch, it's useless." ”

His father, thinking of this person, who has been in the army for 20 years, is accustomed to life and death and all kinds of injuries, and still shuddered.

"Mr. Hunter, I still think you're better." He said.

His father's name was Ji Liang, but he was given the title of Mr. Hunter in the soldiers and horses of Jiannan Dao, because Ji Liang saw that these soldiers were like hunters who hunted when they saw their prey, and treated them like prey, and they were often disemboweled..... The blur of flesh and blood scares people to death.

"No, my father is treating from the inside to the skin, and repairing the foundation of the wounded." Xiao Wan explained, "I'm useless skin. ”

He lowered his head to look at the needle and thread in his hand, he had been practicing the stitches for nearly two years, day and night, and finally was able to use the finest needle and thread to stitch the scar without any traces.

What the generals on the battlefield need is to stay alive and the ability to keep the battle, and looking good or ugly is the most insignificant thing.

"If you don't bleed, you can already pick up half a life." The old man smiled and patted the head of the small bowl, and drank the wine jug down, "Children, the dead are buried on the spot, the injured are recuperated on the spot, and the rest continue to walk." ”

With his loud voice, countless echoes, horses neigh, and cars sparkle.

Xiao Wan also took a deep breath and put the needle and thread in his hand back into the medical box, his skill was an inconsequential trifle, but it was useful for Miss Li's disfigured and scarred face.

When he is done with this, he will learn the real and better art of saving people.

With such anticipation and excitement, Xiaowan passed through the battle of the rebels and bandits, and finally came to Gwangju Mansion.

But what's going on? He was taken alone into the inner house, and was watched by several boys and girls about his age, and then came out a fairy with a snow-white face and black hair, and eyes like stars.

"Small bowls? Why are you here. The fairy asked.

Xiaowan raised her head and stared at her, who is she? Why did she learn from Miss Li to speak?