In the room of the inn.

The three servants of Zhou Simin, who had just joined the stack, were talking.

"Childe, according to the slave, this place is still nearly a thousand miles away from Hangzhou Mansion, let's follow them like this, we have to go and say hello, don't make people lose face."

Zhou Simin frowned and said: "The road is facing the sky, each going to one side, who else is this son hindering?" Besides, the dog official is not a good person at first glance, three lives, but he didn't even get off the carriage, saying that killing people would kill people, if it weren't for this pickled troubled times, this son would have gone to the government to report his head. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Simin slowed down and said, "What Uncle Zheng said is not unreasonable...... In this way, Xiaoman, you can do what Uncle Zheng said, and bring a gift to say hello. ”

Uncle Zheng hurriedly stopped: "Childe, I'll just go to this matter, it's inconvenient for Xiaoman to go." ”

Zhou Simin said: "It's okay, then it's annoying Uncle Zheng." ”

Uncle Zheng nodded, thought for a while, and said: "Childe, before the slave saw that the face of the sentry officer in the car was unusually pale, as if he was seriously injured, otherwise, let's bring some nourishing things to visit, and it also shows the sincerity of Childe." ”

Zhou Simin asked with surprise, "Uncle Zheng is talking about him...... That dog officer was seriously injured? ”

Uncle Zheng nodded, "Looking at their bloodstained military uniforms, and listening to them admitting that they are under the command of the Jiading General Army, can't Gongzi guess their origins?" ”

Zhou Simin suddenly said, "In this way, these three people are actually heroes of the anti-Qing Dynasty in the bloody battle, but I wronged that dog...... Person. ”

Uncle Zheng was silent for a while and said, "Judging from the time, where they came from and where they are going, it will not be wrong. ”

Zhou Simin was silent for a while, then suddenly turned his head and said, "Xiaoman, take that hundred-year-old ginseng and send it over by Uncle Zheng." ”

Xiao Man hurriedly said: "Childe, your arm injury has only been healed for a short time, and you are waiting for this old ginseng to nourish, besides, even if you have money now, you have no place to buy it." ”

Zhou Simin shook his head and said: "If you don't know, it's fine, but now you know, if you don't know it, how can you let my son be at ease?" In this troubled world, the country is about to die, and there must be countless benevolent and righteous people to turn the tide, although I can't do it, but I have to do my best, right? ”

Xiaoman still had to be persuaded and was stopped by Zhou Simin, "There is no need to say much about this, since you are a loyal minister and a righteous man, you can be respected by my son." Uncle Zheng, you can take it. ”

"Yes."

……。

In the guest room on the other side, Wu Zheng was half-leaning on the couch, and Xiao An was feeding the porridge one bite at a time.

This is the first time that the three of them have joined the inn since they escaped.

"Young master, Lang Zhong said that you need to avoid this injury, and if you are in a hurry for days, there is nothing to nourish. Please bear with the young master a little longer, and when I get to Jiaxing Mansion, I will stew chicken soup for the young master ....... ”

At this time, Er Han came in and said, "Young master, that Zhou Simin's family asked to see him." ”

Wu Zheng is not surprised, he followed all the way, and he still wanted to follow, come to say hello, and do his best.

"Let him in."

"The little ones have seen the adults."

"Well, sit down." Wu Zheng patted Xiao An's hand and signaled that he would not drink.

Xiao An took a sweat towel and wiped Wu Zheng's mouth before leaving.

"My lord, is this hurt?" Uncle Zheng looked at the white cloth on Wu Zheng's bare chest and asked.

Wu Zheng pouted, "Yes." The city of Jiading was shot by the Qing army. ”

Uncle Zheng was taken aback, and actually got up and looked around Wu Zheng, and asked, "But through?" ”

Wu Zheng nodded and said, "I'm wearing it." ”

Uncle Zheng was shocked, looked at Wu Zheng's expression, and sighed: "The adult is so injured, he can recover to such a degree in ten days, and the small one can be regarded as having long eyes." ”

That's right, if you have nineteen injuries like this, you will have to die, but Wu Zheng is an outlier.

Wu Zheng couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't want to be seen as a monster, "What else do you have to say?" ”

Only then did Uncle Zheng come back to his senses and hurriedly said: "The little one came to visit the adults on the orders of my son-in-law, firstly, to thank the adults for their help before, and secondly, to do their best for the adult's injuries." This is a 100-year-old ginseng given to adults by my son, which must help adults recover faster and return to the battlefield against the Tartars. ”

Wu Zheng was stunned for a moment, noncommittal.

But Xiao An's eyes were shining, and he snatched the sandalwood box where the ginseng was placed, and asked, "Is it really a century-old ginseng?" ”

Ginseng has a good effect on external injuries, not to mention the rare century-old ginseng.

Wu Zheng has the memories of the two of them, so he naturally understands that this ginseng is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Regardless of its value, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy such a ginseng easily.

So he shouted lightly: "Xiao Anzi, don't be presumptuous." Return the box to the uncle. ”

Xiao An pouted slightly, and reluctantly handed the box back.

Uncle Zheng shook his hand again and again and said, "Take it, this is what my son-in-law gave to adults." ”

Wu Zheng said: "I see that Zhou Gongzi's arm is also injured, and he urgently needs nourishment and recuperation, this old ginseng is an extraordinary thing, there is a gentleman who does not win people's love, this official understands it, and the ginseng is taken back." ”

Uncle Zheng shook his head and said: "My son-in-law said, adults fight for the country, if you don't know, it's fine, but if you know, if you don't know, you will feel uncomfortable." Lord Wanwang didn't want to shirk, but insulted my son-in-law's heart. ”

When Wu Zheng heard this, he really felt a trace of respect for the angry young man who was stupid in reading.

In this world, there are really not many people who can still uphold morality.

Being able to say these words shows that the angry young man is a person with a clean heart.

Wu Zheng pursed his lips and said, "Okay." In this way, since it is a century-old ginseng, it is naturally not small, and I and Zhou Gongzi each take half of it, so I also feel at ease, how about it? ”

When Uncle Zheng heard this, there was a hint of appreciation on his face, and he said: "It's so good, according to what the adults said, the little one thanked the adults for my son-in-law." ”

Wu Zheng shook his hand and said, "I'm just generous to your son-in-law, why do you need to thank you?" Xiao An, take it and cut it. ”

Xiao An was overjoyed, opened the box, took out a ginseng as thick as a child's arm, and pulled out the waist knife as soon as he pulled out the waist knife, and was about to cut it off.

Uncle Zheng was in a hurry, and shouted again and again: "Absolutely not, absolutely never." ”

Wu Zheng immediately shouted: "Xiao An, stop." ”

Xiao An inexplicably put away the knife and looked at Uncle Zheng.

Seeing that the ginseng was undamaged, Uncle Zheng slapped his chest a few times, took a breath, and said to Wu Zheng: "My lord, but all those who have been ginseng for more than a hundred years have aura, and with this blood-stained iron knife, wouldn't it be bad to trample on this century-old ginseng?" The Materia Medica Sutra is marked with clouds, scraped with bamboo knives, dried violently, and do not let the wind see. Be wary of iron. ”

Wu Zheng nodded and said, "Then how to cut?" ”

"Cut with a silver knife, stir-fry with a gold spatula in a silver pot, cook with a casserole. There is a silver knife in the small one, and the adult will wait for a while, and the small one will go back and get it. ”

As he spoke, he snatched the door and left.

Wu Zheng glared at Xiao An and scolded: "I know that I have a sharp throat, and I don't have any eyesight." ”

Xiao An replied aggrievedly: "Yes, young master." ”