She put down the scissors first, hurriedly pulled the child out of the way, and turned sideways to let Jiang Wulang enter the inner hall.

Yuan Zhi thought that he wanted to understand the people's situation, so he also followed, while Ding Jiu stayed in the front yard to be on guard.

There are three houses in the inner hall, and in the middle is the main hall and living room, which is relatively old and simple, but very clean.

"Little Fifth Brother, please take a seat..."

The woman took the only bamboo chair in the inner hall and invited Jiang Wulang to sit down.

Of course, Jiang Wulang didn't dare to sit, he brought the bamboo chair to the prince, "Childe sit... I'm big and too heavy, so I'd better sit on a different bench. ”

He pouted in a self-deprecating way, as if explaining.

As he spoke, he took a small low bench from the wall and sat down.

He is tall and long-legged, sitting on a low bench where children sit, like a praying mantis, which is both funny and aggrieved.

"I'm sorry Brother Goro, the family is poor... I can't take care of this adult of yours. The woman lowered her head, her voice soft.

She knew at a glance that this prince should be the head of Jiang Wulang.

With the help of the lights in the house, Yuan Zhi noticed that this thin woman was still quite beautiful, but she lacked nutrition and dress.

In the past, when a man was there, he was supposed to be a beauty.

"Oh sister-in-law, my surname is Yuan, just call me Yuan Gongzi, you don't have to be afraid."

Yuan Zhi glanced at the very reserved woman, and was ready to comfort her before cutting into the topic of the interview.

"There's a guest at home, who's it?"

Suddenly, from a dark room inside, an old man's voice came out.

Immediately, a figure appeared.

He leaned against the wall and moved slowly, obviously because his legs and feet were inconvenient.

The older boy stepped forward to hold the old man.

Yuan Zhi smelled a rotten smell, like the smell of rotting meat and turning stinky.

He immediately understood that the rancid smell came from some wound on the body of this old man who couldn't see his face clearly.

Yuan Zhi looked at the woman, frowned and asked:

"Who is he in your family? How do you get hurt? ”

"It's my father-in-law, and his leg was cut off with a knife," said the woman timidly.

"What, who cut Uncle Zhang, I'll go to him to settle accounts." Jiang Wulang jumped up violently when he heard this, and shouted.

"Don't shout yet, please sit down with Uncle Zhang and let me take a look."

Yuan Zhi glanced at the reckless Jiang Wulang and said indifferently.

Jiang Wulang immediately wilted, he knew that he was acting recklessly, so he hurriedly lowered his head and dragged over the long bench that was scattered on the ground, using his fist as a hammer, crackling and beating.

What came loose was the wooden tenon, which had miraculously re-poked into the mortise and tenon groove, intact.

"Come Uncle Zhang, please sit down."

Jiang Wulang quickly repaired the bench, supported the old man's body, and let him sit on it steadily.

"Thank you, Kogoro..."

The old man lifted his old, bloodless face and nodded feebly.

The old man was supposed to be fifty years old, but he was as old as an old man in his sixties.

On his left thigh, there was an obvious knife wound, the wound was deep, infected and inflamed, and the rotting wound emitted a foul smell.

Jiang Wulang frowned, subconsciously touched his body, found that he didn't have coins, and muttered to Yuan Zhi: "Gong... Childe..."

"You don't have to say it."

Yuan Zhi looked at the woman beside him, took out a gold baht from his arms and stuffed it into her hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Go and ask a doctor who can treat knife wounds, use some good medicine, it's too late, not only will your father-in-law's leg be ruined, I'm afraid even his life will be lost."

Looking at the cold young man in front of him, what he stuffed to himself was a yellow golden baht, and the woman stayed in place.

She has grown so big, except for when Zhang Biao was there, she had seen Jin Baht, which was usually impossible.

Nowadays, in the Jin Dynasty, the unified currency is five baht, but it is copper.

In addition to official silver, gold and silver are not allowed to be used by the people.

Gold baht is a large amount of money, which is generally used by the royal family or the homes of high-ranking officials and ministers.

Fifteen copper dan is one hang, and one gold baht can be exchanged for one hundred copper dan hanging.

The woman's house is only a few hanging copper tin, and in addition to living, she also has to prepare to pay the next month's rent.

She took the golden baht and was at a loss, "This official, this is too...

It's too much..."

"I only have gold baht on me." Yuan Zhi glanced at the woman and said, "Don't rub it off, hurry up." ”

"Yes, sister-in-law, go quickly." Jiang Wulang also helped.

Swept by the enthusiastic gaze of the two men, the woman was moved, her body trembled, and tears rolled in her eyes.

She turned her head, forcibly held back the tears from flowing, and carefully put away the gold baht, "His grandfather, I'll come when I go..."

"Go ahead, kid..."

The old man waved his hand weakly and said.

Yuan Zhi estimated that the old man's wound was so inflamed and rotten that he had a high fever all the time, and if he didn't treat it, he would be unconscious and die.

"Mother..."

The two little children were a little nervous when they saw that the woman was leaving.

The woman straightened the white-washed patched clothes for the two children, stroked their heads, and said softly:

"Da Lang Erlang, you two have to listen to this Uncle Goro, my mother will be back soon, good!"

With that, the woman hurried out the door and disappeared from view.

"Thank you, Kogoro, I seem to have heard Ah Biao mention it before, saying that there is a brother who is a soldier in the palace, I guess it's you." The old man cheered up and said.

"Yes, Uncle Zhang, I and Zhang Biao were soldiers in the forbidden army, and later the palace came to select people, I went, Brother Zhang Biao, he and a few military friends, went to the Jingzhao Yin Iron Capture Camp on an errand." Jiang Wulang said.

"Alas... It's better to be in the army as a small headhunter..."

Old man Zhang finally saw clearly the two men in front of him by the light, wearing more expensive civilian clothes.

"I've been in the palace all these years, it's inconvenient to go out of the city, since I was separated from Brother Biao in the army, I've only met twice in a few years, and I went to the iron fishing camp at the end of last year, and I heard that he..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Wulang's nose was sour, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for Zhang Biao.

"Alas... Uncle Zhang, how did Brother Zhang Biao die? ”

Yuan Zhi's identity is different from that of the reckless man Jiang Wulang, since it is a private visit to understand the people's situation, he will naturally get to the bottom of it.

Old man Zhang couldn't help but cry when he heard this, he choked up and said:

"Ah Biao has been in the iron arrest camp for many years, often escorting prisoners in the capital, and sent them to northern Xinjiang and other places, and escorted a group of prisoners to northern Xinjiang in the winter last year.

"Probably a young man, sent by a wealthy and powerful family, let him be sent to the frontier as a prisoner, afterwards, he was very annoyed and entangled, saying that he did a good thing, or a bad thing?"

"Not long after the New Year, one day he came home and lost his soul, and the old man asked for a long time, and he said that he had been tricked and owed a lot of gambling debts..."

"From that day on, at home and in his yamen, there would often be creditors who came to collect debts, which made his reputation extremely bad, and Ah Biao was depressed and began to use alcohol to kill his sorrows."