Feeling the white cloth on his calf being untied, Liu Yin's breathing became more and more rapid.

He has been keen and studious since he was a child, passed the children's examination at the age of fifteen, and became a showman at the age of seventeen.

Originally, he wanted to go to Beijing to try the test this year, but who knew that his little sister was humiliated, his parents died unjustly, and even he, who had the possibility of redressing his own grievances, was deliberately provoked and murdered by the enemy.

No one else knew what was on the sword, but he did.

It has gold juice on top......

It's not the kind of gold juice that can be used as medicine, but the fecal water used when defending the city and hurting people, and after invading the wound, it will make the wound ulcerate and pus, making people feel painful.

He called himself a scholar and liked learning the most, but he didn't expect that he would end up like this.

He only hated himself for being incompetent, even if he was admitted to the last seat, he still had no place in Mingzhou, and he couldn't avenge his parents and sister.

That's right, although Liu Rong said that there was a way to save his brother, and now there is a child trying to treat him, but he still doesn't think he can really get better.

In fact, when he was injured at the beginning, he had hope for it, but after being disappointed again and again, all hope became extravagant.

"How's it going, kid, can I still save my student?"

Not only Liu Rong was anxious, but Song Yichun, who was a teacher on the side, was also anxious.

As a teacher for one day and a father for life, he taught him as a student, hoping that the other party could inherit his will and become a good official who asked for the people's life.

Who would have thought that instead of sending the other party into the official career, he also dragged down their family......

Fortunately, Qi Zhuo, who carefully examined Liu Yin's wound, quickly nodded and said:

"I can save it, I brought a lot of prescriptions, and there just happened to be a symptomatic one."

Seeing that the child reached out and took it out in his arms, he quickly took out a stack of yellow paper, and took out one of them and handed it to Song Yichun and said:

"My lord, grab the medicine on it, I'll boil it for the uncle, and add some medicinal materials that can't be bought here, and a few pairs should be saved."

Looking at the pink-carved child in front of him, Song Yichun's eyes turned red.

He didn't care whether what the kid said was true or not, and immediately handed the prescription to Uncle Liu on the side.

And Uncle Liu took three steps and did two steps, and went out of the house directly to call someone.

It wasn't until they heard Uncle Liu's voice instructing the officials outside that everyone gradually came back to their senses and looked at Xiao Qizhuo again.

And at this moment, Qi Zhuo still has the appearance of a talented little adult, he has already stuffed a stack of yellow paper back into his arms, hugged Feng Xi's thigh and began to beg for food.

The mouthful of "auntie" is so sweet that it is so sweet.

Only then did everyone realize that this little adult and little adult, isn't the little one still in front?

I'm still a kid.

While Qi Zhuo interacted with Feng Xi and got a colorful lollipop after washing his hands, Song Yichun finally introduced them to another young man in the room.

This young man was very bookish, although his face was not as pale as Liu Yin, but he also looked weak and haggard.

"Xiao Lao, this is Song Sheng, the only blood and bone of my short-lived son, the same age as Sister Rong, just over eighteen this year."

Seeing that his grandfather introduced himself to Li Cifu, Song Sheng, who had already sat up on the couch, immediately arched his hand and said:

"I've seen Xiao Lao and a lot of distinguished guests. It stands to reason that the voice should get up to greet you, but the voice is congenitally insufficient, so I can only snub you. ”

"It doesn't matter."

Li Cifu nodded, feeling that this young man named Song Sheng was worthy of being the grandson of Song Yichun, and he did have a bit of bearing.

It's a pity that God is jealous of talents, this body is really ......

In line with the fact that they have all come, treating one is a cure, and treating two is also a cure, and this Song Yichun knew that they had the ability to heal, but he did not come up to ask for it, which shows that he is a governor who understands etiquette.

Therefore, Li Cifu wanted to discuss with the princess and the princess at night, and regarded it as a reward for Song Yichun, who was diligent in government and loved the people.

After all, such a clean official is really rare.

Who knew that his idea had just risen, and he saw Feng Xi patting his nephew's dog head, and a certain nephew with a colorful lollipop ran over at that time.

Pulse, looked at the tongue, asked a few more symptoms, raised his hand and took out another piece of yellow paper and handed it to Song Yichun on the side.

This time, the child didn't even say much, obviously thinking that Song Sheng's illness was not tricky.

In fact, there is Feng Xi's space spirit fruit, they can deal with the symptoms as long as they are equipped with some corresponding medicines, if it is not for the fact that they can't let people eat the fruit directly, this is too suspicious, they can even skip the medicine.

Of course, the space spirit fruit also depends on the physique, and some people will die violently if they eat too much.

So it's actually safest to add a little bit.

At the same time that Song Yichun and others thanked Qi Zhuo repeatedly, there was finally movement in the front hall of the county government.

I saw a servant rush in, and his voice was pleasantly surprised:

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency! The green forest bandits who instigated the people of our county all day long were caught by Yang Zhutou! Go and see, they're escorting people to the yali! ”

On the street outside the county office, a group of people were holding their children with rice bowls, and their eyes were looking at the tall and strong man who was being escorted by a group of officials and had to walk with his head down.

They recognized this man as the one who had been talking on the street for the past few days, calling on the people of their county to join the Green Forest Army and fight against the thief princess and the government to the end.

To be honest, most of them actually admired each other, especially the Green Forest Army behind them.

They have had a hard time in Mingzhou over the years, and they can still grit their teeth and hold on to it in these counties, but many people in the village can't live anymore.

"Hey, in fact, the Green Forest Army didn't do anything wrong? Isn't this forced to do nothing? ”

"But it's not, it's all for the people's lives, although we don't have the blood to join, but we also admire them, don't we? That Maolin County order is so bad, and he deserves to die! ”

"I don't know how Lord Song will deal with this strong man, I hope I don't condemn the other party."

……

The people talked a lot, and Yang Zhukuai, who was at the forefront, turned cold.

Forced, bloody, don't be convicted......

Yes, at first, he also felt that the bloody nature of this Green Forest Army was for the people of Mingzhou to speak out.

Until Song County Ling told him that this so-called voice was actually a rebellion, which seemed bloody, but it was actually stupid.

Since ancient times, the people did not fight with officials, and the officers and soldiers, whether in terms of weapons or discipline, were not comparable to a group of mountain bandits and green forests.

If they are in troubled times, they may not be without the strength to fight.

But this Zhao has been peaceful for twenty or thirty years, and it is the time when the national strength is thriving.

At this time, the rebellion may be able to crush the thief princess alone, but what about after she is crushed?

Will the imperial court watch them rebel against the nobles of the court, but do nothing?

No, after the fall of that princess, what awaits them is most likely the bloody repression of the imperial court, as well as more harsh treatment.

After all, the weight of rebellion is far beyond the weight of a small people like them to bear.

Yang Zhutou was thinking about it, but suddenly saw several people rushing out of the streets and alleys, aiming directly at them.