When Wang Bo listened to the narration of the two maidservants, the whole person was completely confused, feeling as if he was dreaming, an absurd nightmare, and there were no words to describe Wang Bo's mood at this time.

Wang Yingying is now like a lit firecracker, she is about to go crazy, now as long as she closes her eyes, it is like thinking of these dirty things, as a woman who has received the orthodox education of the family, even if she is unwilling, if she really marries Zhen Qian, in the end, she will close her eyes and pretend to be in love with Zhen Qian for the rest of her life, and she will give birth to a lot of children for the Zhen family, this is the life of a woman of the Wang family.

Wang Bo's beloved teacup fell to the ground, Wang Yingying was crying on the side, and there were two maidservants kneeling on the ground who were shaking like chaff, their heads were pestled to the ground, and they told the whole thing in a trembling voice.

"How so! How so! ”

"I want to repent of my marriage, even if I die, I won't marry such a **!" Wang Yingying said with tears on her face.

"No!" There was a scolding from outside the door, and Wang Yingying looked back angrily, but saw that Wang Jian had already walked in, wearing an ivory-white robe that looked dusty.

"Brother!" Wang Yingying was extremely aggrieved.

"Don't spread the word about this matter, you two step aside!" Wang Jian waved his hand at the two maidservants on the ground, and the two maidservants stood up in a panic and retreated.

"This matter still needs to be discussed in the long run", Wang Jian helped Wang Yingying sit down and said: "Brother is not helping outsiders to speak, but this matter is not trivial, and it is good to know the elders in the family, and you must not make claims!" ”

Regretting marriage is not something that Wang Yingying and Wang Jian's two juniors can intervene in, even Wang Bo can only put forward his own opinions, and he can't decide anything at all, seeing that Wang Jian has already spoken, he said: "I will write to your father to know about this matter, before I figure it out, it is indeed not easy to publicize it, Wang Lang might as well bring Yingying to Jinling tomorrow, so as to relax!" ”

Pacified Wang Yingying back, Wang Bo gradually calmed down, the more he thought about it, the more wrong things became, when Zhen Qian first came to Yangzhou, he asked Yuerong to serve Zhen Qian, but after a few days of getting along, Zhen Qian didn't even touch a finger of Yuerong, and I felt a little strange at the time, there are still cats in the world that don't eat fish, and now I want to come to it for a big reason.

If it is really like what the two maidservants said, there is indeed room for discussion in this marriage, and it is impossible for the Wang family to push their daughter into the fire pit because they want to win over the Zhen family, thinking of this, Wang Bo is ready to write a letter to Wang Yingying's parents about this matter, and he doesn't want to comment too much on the result.

Zhen Qian and Fujiwara Shuxiong came to the canal warehouse, and when Zhen Qian appeared at the door of the warehouse, there were hundreds of people kneeling at the door, thanking Zhen Qian for saving his life with all kinds of lame thanks.

"Get up! The heart of the doctor's parents, saving the life and helping the injured is the mentality that every person who studies medicine should have, there is no need for this! ”

Fujiwara Shuxiong said with a smile: "Zhen Lang is wrong, there are many people who were pulled back by Zhen Lang from the Ghost Gate, burying the bones in the Tang Dynasty is their life, how can the life-saving grace be casually said, if it weren't for Zhen Lang's excellent medical skills and ancient warmth, these things have nothing to do with Zhen Lang, and it is ......natural for them to bow down."

"Get up! You still have injuries and need to recuperate slowly, and today I am satisfied to see that you are recovering well! ”

Zhen Qian's ears were a little hot, so he helped the widows on the ground up one by one, pretended to ask a few words about the injury, and then wanted to prepare to leave.

"Ming Gong (the Tang Dynasty's name for some people with official status)! Nushan was willing to be a slave of the Ming family, please accept the Ming Gong! Suddenly, a man covered in a white cloth knelt down a few steps, and the wounds on his body burst open, and blood seeped out of the white cloth.

"It's ......!" Zhen Qian looked back at Fujiwara Shuxiong and asked him to give himself an explanation, I don't know what Fujiwara Shuxiong is doing.

"The slave is willing to be a slave of the Ming Gong, please accept it from the Ming Gong!"

Before Fujiwara could speak, there were already four wounded Japanese people kneeling at Zhen Gan's feet, or leaning their heads on Zhen Gan's feet, or putting their hands on Zhen Gan's legs, looking as religious, as religious, it felt a bit like worshipping Buddha.

"Zhen Lang, don't worry too much, several of them are dead people, according to the rules of the Wa Kingdom to treat samurai, Zhen Lang rescued them, their lives are yours from that moment on, if you let them die, they won't say a word, Zhen Lang still accept these house slaves! Stay by your side and be a dead soldier! ”

What kind of rule is this, Zhen Qian pulled Fujiwara Shuxiong aside, and said angrily: "I don't understand what you say, since I saved their lives, their lives will be mine from now on, but I remember that it shouldn't be these people!" ”

What a liar! Saving a widow, this widow is his own dead soldier, such a good thing Zhen Qian is willing to do a thousand times ten thousand times.

Seeing that Zhen Qian didn't understand, Fujiwara Shuxiong pointed to the Japanese samurai who was kneeling on the ground and said: "Zhen Lang doesn't know, first of all, only samurai have such rules, and secondly, these samurai must not be the house slaves of other families, several of them are good people, and they followed to Datang to make money, so they can choose their own family head to serve, and there will be no such thing in the future!" ”

"If anyone else saves their lives, won't they?"

"If you accept them, they are your house slaves, the same as the Tang Dynasty's tribes, if you are not willing to accept them, they will be spurned like dogs by other widows, that's why they will be like this!"

This seems to be similar to the effect of Datang, just looking at the injuries of the four widows, I don't know if I can become my own dead soldier after healing.

"Is that right?"

"What's wrong! Only samurai who have experienced the test of life and death can be called real dead warriors, don't look at them being so seriously injured, as long as they can still pick up the sword, they are a fearless warrior, such a samurai is very popular in the Wa country, if you really don't want it, take it first and then give it to me! Fujiwara said shamelessly.

Zhen Qian said from a good point of view: "Follow me from today onwards, get up!" ”

Believing that a person takes time, Zhen Qian has never been a person who can easily trust others, but if you think about it, you don't worry about the Fujiwara Brush Male conspiracy, the four Wa Kingdoms stay by their side, how to use it is their own business, they will stay in Datang in the future, and there will be no contact with the Wa Kingdom, if such a person can't control it, he can really find a ravine to hide as a hermit.

(End of chapter)