When the old man was talking about "the patient's injuries can be treated, and his life is difficult to heal......", the little girl who supported the old man fell on the doctor's arm, and almost fell the old doctor who was talking to Liu Erhu, and then threw the heavy medicine box on the ground with a "bang", and ran back to the house with tears.

The old doctor smiled awkwardly, Liu Erhu and Uncle Wang also hurriedly bowed down to apologize, and accompanied the old man one after another, but the look in the eyes of the two of them still made the old man sigh deeply.

After a while, he said meaningfully to Uncle Wang and Liu Erhu: "Lao Yu just said that curing the sick and living is the purpose of Lao Yu's life, and Lao Yu has never asked the patient's origin or origin in his life, but ...... Yesterday, the sea fishing documents of the Jingshi had arrived in Baoding Mansion, although Gaoyang was small, but it was a thoroughfare, and the news of the emperor's assassination had already been learned here......"

Liu Erhu was so shocked by the doctor's words that he was able to put his elbow in his mouth, and he glanced at Uncle Wang, "Do you want to kill people and kill your mouth?" The two of them opened the meaning in each other's eyes at the same time.

The old doctor still said unhurriedly, "Even if you try your best, the woman in the house can only save her life for a hundred days, and she is not only seriously injured, but I am afraid that she has also used hands with others recently, not to mention...... Please forgive me for not being able to do anything!"

After speaking, the old doctor bent down, picked up his medicine box from the ground, and staggered out of the courtyard gate.

"Why are you lazy again, the master mother has woken up, come with me!" The little girl with withered yellow hair like a withered grass and a tired face stood at the door of the north house with her waist crossed, and shouted to the two of them to enter the house with a fierce attitude.

Lao Wang and Erhu looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and Liu Tichun said: "If it weren't for this girl, why would the housemother be like this...... Alas!"

In this first month of the eleventh year of Chongzhen, Li Zicheng was very troubled, originally thinking that he had gotten rid of He, Wu, and Cao's three general soldiers to encircle and suppress his own officers and soldiers, and by the way, he could turn into a heavenly horse to take down Gao Jie's buzzing cicada;

In this first month, Chongzhen is also very annoying, and the courtiers must have an impact on themselves to become a famous monarch through the ages, but the most hateful thing is that there are thieves who broke into the Forbidden City to assassinate the king and kill the driver, which is a high-ranking anecdote in the Ming Dynasty;

"Search! You must ask for the whole city, even if the assassin hides in the mouse hole, he must be turned out by me immediately!" "Chongzhen is the king of a country after all, and once the state apparatus is fully activated, everything will be revealed to the world."

On the side of the ancient road outside the long pavilion, the three of them said goodbye to the old Xiucai who wrote on the Fuque Que, and the old Uncle Wang urged the big mule to rush desperately, and stayed overnight for a few days, they soon arrived near Baiyangdian, seeing that this place had entered the boundary under the jurisdiction of Baoding Mansion, Liu Erhu's hanging heart was put down.

Seeing that it was still early, the three children of the rivers and lakes naturally wanted to travel more, and were moving forward, when they suddenly found that there were several men in red clothes standing side by side on the road.

Uncle Wang slowly reined in the big mule, he secretly knocked on the tent board on the car three times, Liu Erhu and the mother Hong, who had been depressed, sat in the back of the car and dozed off, heard the sound of the secret horn and suddenly straightened his waist, Liu Erhu lifted the corner of the tent curtain, looked out, and immediately pulled out the steel knife that sat down.

Hong's slightly closed eyes just blinked, and then leaned against the wall of the tent to recuperate.

After Uncle Wang issued a warning, he jumped out of the car, he looked at the people opposite and guessed in his heart, "If it is a handbook on the road or in the cottage, it won't be only these few people, could it be that there are still a large number of people in ambush in the woods behind them?"

There was a cough in the car behind him, Liu Tichun got out of the canopy, and Lao Wang was sure that the second tiger was Li Jiangye's deputy general, he was not only shrewd and capable, but also skilled in martial arts, and he was a fierce general in the old eighth team.

Liu Tichun's feet had just landed, and he had already clearly seen the situation on the other side, and he also pondered, "If these people are thieves who cut the path, how dare they block the road and loot on the official road in such a big way?

He looked at the people standing in the way, only to see that the one in the middle was tall and fat, it was simply a temple of King Kong placed on the ground, and in his hand was a nine-eared and eight-ring big knife with a number, just one glance to see that the strength of this person's two arms was extraordinary, and this knife was thirty pounds to say.

The man on his left was short and shrewd, this man had a sharp mouth and shrunken cheeks, and held in his hands a pair of water-splitting emei thorns rarely seen on the battlefield, and the other man was about seven feet tall, his face was white, and if he did not look closely at the pockmarked pockmarks on his face, he really thought that this was a figure who looked like Pan An, and carried a pair of four-edged iron shovels in his hands.

On the edge of the woods behind them, there was a middle-aged man in ragged clothes with a sickly face, he was squatting on the edge of the forest, holding a yellow straw pipe in his mouth, squinting a pair of small eyes, chewing with relish in his mouth, seeing that his expression did not belong to the three people, like a passer-by watching the excitement.

Old Uncle Wang looked at the sick man intently, and then looked at Liu Tichun's burnt yellow pancake face, but felt that these two people were a little similar, he knew that Liu Erhu's hand had a simple knife with the courage of ten thousand people, and his family inheritance since childhood was even better, this burnt yellow face is the blessing of his family's ancestral exercises.

He has read countless people on the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has long understood in his heart that those shy men are fine, but this middle-aged man with a sick face must be a fierce opponent. In an instant, the old Jianghu put his mind through the heroes on the road, and no one looked like this.

Looking at these few men in strong clothes who silently blocked the way, Uncle Wang couldn't help but hesitate secretly, he pretended to lift his collar, and secretly reached out to touch the backpack on his back, in the backpack behind his back, it was a pair of whip rods with a length of three feet and an inch in his hand, walking in the rivers and lakes, his pair of whip rods weighing eighteen pounds, not showing mountains and water, but they were the most kind.

From Jingshi to Kaifeng Mansion, all the way to say far is not far from the near is not close, the farther away from the Jingshi Road, the more not very peaceful, this road thousands of miles above the size of the cottage, not to mention there are as many as one or twenty places. If it was an ordinary character, his pair of iron whips would not be taken to heart, but the few people in front of him did not look like friends in the green forest, but a little like the eagle dogs of the imperial court.