"Okay, then I'll go get some food for my mother."

Zheng Ling was wearing armor, and he turned around and walked out of Tan Ji's big tent.

Sheng Jiaojiao sat on the chair and waited for a while, shaking her feet, bored for a while.

Seeing that Qi Ji didn't come, she got up and looked carefully along Tan Ji's big tent.

There was only a bed spread on the floor, a small bookcase, and a few chairs in his big tent.

Sheng Jiaojiao walked over, knelt in front of the bookcase, and saw a book that had been opened on it.

This is the last time she asked Qi Zhang to bring Tan Ji's hand-copied book.

Sheng Jiaojiao still remembers that she put the same poems written by famous generals of the previous dynasty in the bookcase, and also put a copy of "Daze Geography".

The same is her hand-copied book.

But Tan Ji only brought this "Daze Geographical Chronicles" to the barracks, and it seems that he likes this book very much and often reads it.

Sheng Jiaojiao picked up the book and saw that there was a stack of notebooks under the book, which were all words that Tan Ji didn't know when he read the book.

He seems to be learning to read and write, and although the handwriting is clumsy, he has seen the vigor of the future.

Sheng Jiaojiao looked at Tan Ji's calligraphy for a while, she flipped through the calligraphy paper on the bookcase, the paper was rough, and people who were a little wealthy would not use this kind of straw paper to practice calligraphy.

Tan Ji's family seems to be quite poor.

Sheng Jiaojiao calmed down and picked up the pen on the bookcase, the tip of the pen was bald, and the wooden barrel also had a small crack.

Looking at the pen in her hand, Sheng Jiaojiao's heart was filled with pity.

The future Daze Divine General, it is said that the spoils collected can be worth half of the Tan Halberd of Daze's treasury, and there have been times when it was not easy.

She sniffed, took the thick inkstone and sharpened the ink, and wrote a vernacular commentary on the "Geographical Chronicles of Daze" on a new piece of straw paper.

Before a piece of paper could be written, there was a commotion outside the big tent.

Zheng Ling's voice sounded anxiously,

"Jiao Niang, come on, your Qi Shiro is injured."

The pen in Sheng Jiaojiao's hand fell, and the black ink stains fell on the straw paper, she hurriedly got up, and before she ran out of the big tent, Qi Zhang carried the bloody Qi Hua into the tent.

He put Qi Ju on Tan Ji's bed and explained to Sheng Jiaojiao,

"The lives of the four guys are fine, when the halberd found the four guys, he was being whipped by the subjects in the blacksmith shop, and the injuries on his body have been treated by the military doctor, you and the four guys don't go home for the time being, there are military doctors in the barracks, you can take care of them at any time, and then go back when the four guys' injuries are almost healed, so as not to worry the family."

Sheng Jiaojiao's eyes were red with anger, and she looked at Qi Huan, who was lying on Tan Ji's bed, still twitching in pain, and said angrily:

"Big brother killed those people?"

"Killed some of them, ran a few, my people are searching on the set, Tan Ji led people to chase to the north of the county, I heard that there is still a group of subjects waiting for weapons there, I have to go, you take care of the four guys."

Qi Zhang didn't have time to keep saying that he still had to lead people to search for those few fleeing subjects.

In addition, where did the blacksmith shop have the courage to sell so many weapons to his subjects without permission?

These are all for Qi Zhang to investigate.

Sheng Jiaojiao understood, nodded and said:

"Big brother don't worry, don't worry about me and the four guys."

Seeing Qi Zhang turn around and leave, Sheng Jiaojiao turned around, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the injury on Qi Huan's body, and felt pain and anger in her heart.

The kid was beaten so that he didn't have a good place all over his body, opened his eyes slightly, and his mouth trembled,

"Third Sister ......"

"Sister is here, it's Sister A's bad, Sister shouldn't let you go out alone to buy swords, it's all Sister A's bad."

Sheng Jiaojiao wiped her tears, full of self-blame.

Qi Huan's mouth moved, and he spoke in a low voice.

Sheng Jiaojiao, who was on the edge of the bed, leaned over to hear what he had to say.

"Third sister, don't cry...... The fourth guy's skills are not as good as others, and it is not the fault of the third sister that he was arrested...... In the future...... The four guys want to be soldiers, and kill all those subjects who want to invade Daze~~~"

Being beaten like this, Qi Hua was not only not afraid, but also a fire was beaten in his heart, he wanted to grow up, he had to practice martial arts and literacy, and he wanted to beat those cruel, cruel and hateful subjects out of Daze.

He wants those miscellaneous pieces, and when he hears his name again from now on, he will be terrified, and he will no longer dare to be presumptuous in the territory of Daze.

Sheng Jiaojiao's heart was sad, but her mouth responded, coaxing Qi Huan to speak.

"It's just a pity...... The silver of the third sister...... Uncle's medicine and the iron sword of the four guys have not yet ...... Buy ......"

As soon as he thought of this, Qi Huan felt a chokehold-like pain in his heart, silver, how many times did the third sister let him sell side dishes, and the two sisters and brothers had enough twenty taels of silver.

As a result, I went to the blacksmith's shop, and twenty taels of silver were wasted.

"Forget it, you can still earn it again when the silver is gone, life matters, there is nothing more important than life."

Sheng Jiaojiao looks like she treats money like dung, only twenty taels of silver, compared to Qi Huan's life, what is it really worth?

As for her uncle's lung cough medicine, it's not Sheng Jiaojiao who said that she seems to have listened to her uncle's cough recently, and it seems that she is not as fierce as in her previous life.

I don't know if it's her delusion.

Sheng Jiaojiao held back tears in her eyes, and checked the injuries on Qi Hua's body, the first time he was rescued from the blacksmith shop, he was bandaged by the military doctor in Xiying.

But it's not Sheng Jiaojiao who said that this Zhishou County is really poor, and the strips of cloth used to bandage Qi Huan's body are all yellowed white strips of cloth.

Because the conditions are not good, the people are poor, the military camps are also poor, and the water resources are not abundant.

This will cause the wound to become re-infected.

Sheng Jiaojiao was in tears, and at the same time unwrapped the strip of cloth wrapped around the wound for Qi Huan, taking advantage of Qi Huan's confusion and constantly talking faintly, she wanted to use the water she released to clean the wound on Qi Huan's body.

I saw her sitting on the edge of Qi Huan's bed, two fingers together, gently hanging on Qi Huan's wound, a shallow, soft stream of water flowed out from between her fingers, like a trickle, washing away the blood stains after Qi Huan was whipped.

The washed blood fell into the mud and quickly disappeared without a trace, leaving only a small light brown mark.

Because this is in the barracks, Zheng Ling goes in and out from time to time, Sheng Jiaojiao uses her own pure water to clean Qi Huan's wounds, and it is very laborious to do it secretly.

It took a long time to clean one of Qi Huan's arms.

About midnight, the military doctor entered the big tent with a bowl of medicine.

"Jiao Niang, give your family Shiro the medicine, be careful not to let him have a fever."

Sheng Jiaojiao took the medicine bowl and looked up to see that this military doctor turned out to be the barefoot doctor Quan Shed in Loess Village.