"I ......" Xu Jiang knew that he was wrong, flattened his mouth, and said: "I just want to persuade you, you look at it, He Maifu has a big life, since he escaped from the people of Northern Xinjiang two years ago, he will be safe and sound this time...... Besides, we haven't slackened our minds, aren't we discussing countermeasures in black and white? You...... Relax, but don't be sad before seeing Hemai. ”

Rokuro naturally had no intention of talking to him at this time, and waved his hand irritably and told him to go out.

Xu Jiang walked out silently, but around the corner he met Xu Zhuofu who was standing alone.

His scalp tightened, and he barely squeezed out a smile to greet him, "Sister Zhuofu......"

Xu Zhuofu glanced at him and said nothing.

Xu Jiang knew that Xu Zhuofu had no more affection for Liulang, so she only said that she still cared about Liulang at this time, so she said: "Don't worry, his body can survive, I have prepared him with a calming decoction in his meals these days, with me, he will be fine." ”

Xu Zhuofu responded lightly, but what she was concerned about below was not this matter.

"I haven't had time to ask you in the past few days, what are the effects of those two pairs of medicines that you lost at home?"

Xu Jiang was stunned, and when he was thinking about how to answer, he saw Xu Zhuofu glancing at him twice, "I'm afraid Liulang doesn't know about this yet?" You're still not telling me the truth? ”

Xu Jiang was stunned, and said helplessly: It is true that he lost two flavors of medicine, but the loss of medicine has not yet been proved to be related to the people of Northern Xinjiang.

Xu Zhuofu narrowed his eyes and considered his words: "It only increases his troubles...... These two medicines are related to Miss Lin? ”

Xu Jiang took a deep breath, "Yes, Miss Lin......"

He hesitated, but still did not tell Xu Zhuofu the identity of He Mai, but said: "Miss Lin has an old head injury, and one of the medicines was carefully prepared by me for Miss Lin earlier, but unfortunately I haven't had time to let her try it yet." ”

Xu Zhuofu felt strange and asked again: "What about the other medicine?" ”

Xu Jiang hesitated for a moment before he said slowly: "The other pair is also used to heal Hemai's head injury, and the name of Hemai is written on the oiled paper that contains these two pairs of medicines. Merely...... This other medicine is not perfectly prepared, and if you take it rashly, I am afraid that it will ......."

"What will happen?"

Xu Jiang didn't say anything after a long time, he shook his head, "It's hard to say, what kind of side effects will it have, I can't know everything at this time." ”

Xu Zhuofu lowered her head, "I hope to find Miss Lin as soon as possible, so that she won't suffer again." ”

"Yes, Sister Zhuofu, the sooner you find Hemai, we can go home early!" Xu Jiang smiled as he spoke, and there was some flattery in this smile.

"Pingyao and Dawn are both waiting for me at home, and Lord Yuezhang is also worried about us? When I get home, I'll have to visit him myself......"

When Xu Jiang was chattering here, he saw Xu Zhuofu walking thoughtfully towards his tent, and he didn't take his words to heart at all.

Xu Jiang slowly restrained his smile, thinking about the medicine, and the corners of his mouth gradually became heavy.

If this group of people really knew Hemai's identity and took away the antidote to the poison in Hemai's body, then I am afraid that what they wanted to do was far more complicated than Rokuro and them expected.

This is obviously to ask Hemai to recover his memory, and then use this to threaten Yan Xing and his wife!

Once the people of Northern Xinjiang succeed, I am afraid that the border pass will be ruined and mourned!

If the people of Northern Xinjiang really plan to do this now, then should Rokuro still walk slowly here to look for wheat?

Would it be a better way to go directly to northern Xinjiang to rescue Yan Xing and his wife, and wait until the northern Xinjiang people brought the hostages He Mai to negotiate?

It's just that if you do this, Rokuro is afraid that he will not agree to it greatly.

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There are not many patients who come to the old man's hospital for treatment, and the old man Song is also happy to have a leisure, humming a little song in the account every day, and he is in a very good mood, and no one comes to the door does not affect his happiness.

He Mai didn't dare to sit in such a blatant position in the front hall, and stayed at Old Man Song's house until noon on the third day, when she estimated that she was going to the caravan at night, so she simply packed her bags.

In fact, there is no expensive luggage, nothing more than a pair of tattered clothes in exchange for the pawnshop before, some dry food made by herself, and the fetal medicine given to her by Old Man Song.

Old man Song gave her a few taels of silver, "Even if you go to Dazhou with the caravan, you still have to travel for five or six days, your body is not more than usual, even if your body is good, remember to eat some good supplements, lest the doll make a fuss in your stomach." ”

He Mai didn't want to accept any more favors, but when he heard the old man Song say that it was for the sake of the doll, he was very embarrassed to accept it.

"The old gentleman's great kindness, Hemai will definitely reciprocate," she said softly but firmly, "these days of bothering the old gentleman, there is really nothing to reciprocate, I wrapped some steamed buns at noon, which is my best craft, the old gentleman will try it." ”

"It doesn't matter what you eat, just starve to death...... Old Man Song waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

The old man Song ate seventeen buns at noon, and they were all connected into a string with full burps.

He Mai couldn't bear it, so he poured cold water for him: "Swallow seven times in one breath to cure hiccups." ”

Old man Song had a strange and stubborn temper, refused to listen, and let himself hiccups.

When his hiccups had stopped, and it was getting late, it was time for Hemai to go to the caravan.

Take care of her baggage, wearing the cotton man's robe that Old Man Song gave her, and a glance at the lively beard standing on her mouth, at first glance, this is a spirited little minister!

He Mai was quite satisfied, looking at the bronze mirror, feeling that his outfit was perfect, I am afraid that except for Liulang, no one should recognize himself at this time, it is the little lady of the Lin family in Xiaoqing Village.

Old man Song called a carriage and sent her to the caravan waiting for departure at the gate of Mijia Town.

The leader of the caravan was a tough old man in his fifties, who only glanced at Hemai, nothing peculiar, and said: "On the way, you have to stay in Qianzao Town and Zhuanglin Town for half a day, and you can get to Dazhou in about seven days, and the road fare is five yuan." ”

He Mai returned home with a heart, at this time, he didn't care about bargaining, hurriedly paid the money, thought about it, and took out a letter to the leading old man, "Brother, I will leave by myself when I arrive in Da Zhou, this letter, please follow the above address, help me deliver it." ”

The leading old man frowned, and just as he was about to speak, He Mai had already handed him six coins of silver.

An extra penny of silver is naturally the "hard work" of sending a letter.

The leading old man glanced at He Mai and smiled, "It's a good-eyed one, Cheng, this matter is on me!" ”

He Mai was relieved and waited only half an hour for the caravan to hit the road.

Old man Song saw him off on the side and had not left yet.