Chapter 819: The Prefect of Hecheng
Hearing her say that she needed ginseng, she subconsciously thought that Feng Wuyi had boasted about how good the blood ginseng she had gotten was, and directly threw it over.
If Feng Wuyi knew that Mo Xie had completely forgotten the words he had told him when he gave him the things, he would probably be angry.
"I'll make it up to you." Mo Xie's detached eyes always looked at the military camp in the distance, and his tone was light and light.
Hearing him say this, Feng Wuyi's anger calmed down a little.
Blood ginseng in such good condition is indeed rare to see and hard to find, but for Qianji, if you want to find it, it is not a big deal.
"Two plants!" Feng Wuyi said angrily, in fact, his fire had completely subsided at this time.
"Hmm."
"But who did you give my blood ginseng to?"
Feng Wuyi suddenly thought of it, and couldn't help but be curious in his heart, with this uncle's style of not caring about himself on weekdays, he couldn't imagine how a man could suddenly be kind.
Mo Xie came back to his senses and glanced at him, and there was only gossip left in Feng Wuyi's eyes.
"That little grandfather of the Xia Kingdom, Li Yuan." His face did not change.
After all, what he said was the truth, and Feng Wuyi didn't ask who he sent the blood ginseng.
"Huh? It turned out that it was really because of ...... Kind?" The corners of Feng Wuyi's mouth twitched.
When he reacted, Mo Xie had already turned away, and he couldn't think of any other reason, and Feng Wuyi could only believe this outrageous "fact".
And at this time, Mo Xie also had something he wanted to figure out, why he was touched by Li Yuan's staff, last time in the secret clan, he chose to make a move, and this time he lost control again.
Why is that?
......
Time passed like water, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed since Li Yuan was injured.
He recovered faster than Lu Wan expected, which also depended on the fact that he practiced martial arts and had a much better physique than ordinary people, plus the blessings of various tonic medicines brought back by Wu Feng.
On the fourth day, Li Yuan was already able to get out of bed and walk, but his face was still pale, and it was not easy to work for too long.
They finally got the person they were waiting for.
"This official has something important to discuss with the governor, so why don't you get out of the way quickly." The man looked at the soldier who stopped in front of the big tent with disdain, and his tone was domineering, which was annoying to listen to.
"I told you, my lord is busy, if you have anything, just hand over the report!" Pang Fei, who was guarding the door, had an ugly face, this person was wearing an official uniform, but he was like a ruffian.
"Oh, what are you, even I dare to stop you!" The man may be accustomed to being powerful on weekdays, his eyes widened, and he kicked Pang Fei with one kick.
Pang Fei gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to tear the person in front of him, and the next moment, he was dragged by his arm and dodged.
And the man kicked in the air and fell directly to the ground.
"Hey, hey!" The man not only fell and squatted, but also twisted his waist.
"What are you, dare to go wild here, don't you want to live?" Wu Feng's eyes were full of coldness, looking at the embarrassed man in front of him, and his body was full of murderous intent.
At this time, the man who had been silent and lowered his head next to him hurriedly came over to help, and also revealed his face, sweaty, it was the Fuxian county magistrate who was in the blessed inn at that time.
"This official is the prefect of Hecheng, and he came in person, why, can't he even see his face in Li Yuan!" The man who was helped up turned purple with a purple face, glaring at Wu Feng angrily.