In the conversation with Zhu Jun, Liu Wei could feel that Zhu Jun was still loyal to the Han royal family, and the reason why he handed over his military power and chose to go into hiding, I am afraid that he was unwilling to go along with Dong Zhuo and others, so he made a choice in desperation.

With his hands behind his back, Liu Wei paced back and forth in the room twice, lowered his head and twisted his eyebrows and said to Zhu Jun: "Dasi Nong, this king still has some things to ask for. ”

"Your Highness only commands, but if the criminal minister can do it, he will not be allowed to do it!" With his hands clenched into fists and bowing slightly, Zhu Jun stood aside, but his eyes did not take his eyes off Liu Wei's face for a moment.

"Although the shield is very defensive, it is too heavy." Liu Wei stopped, stood in front of Zhu Jun, and said to him: "This king must equip all soldiers with round shields and long swords, and ask Dasi Nong to help raise them." ”

"It's a trifle!" Zhu Jun bowed slightly, and promised without thinking about it: "There are still some blades in the criminal's house, and there are also leather armor and deep clothes, which are enough to buy a set for each of the soldiers brought by His Highness." ”

Liu Wei nodded, and then said to Zhu Jun with a solemn face: "Dasi Nong, remember, you can't meet this king with a big gift in front of people, just tell everyone that this king is an ordinary officer." ”

"No!" Zhu Jun responded and stood aside.

Leaving Zhu Jun's room, Liu Wei asked Zhou Cang and the two men who came with him to change into dry clothes, and then under the guidance of two domestic servants, Tang Ji was sent back to the room, and the two men who had changed into dry clothes and armor guarded the door to protect him, and he led Zhou Cang to the house where the men were arranged to rest in the outer courtyard.

As the great farmer of the Han Dynasty, although Zhu Jun has now retired and lives in a small town far away from the city, the house is still much more luxurious than that of ordinary rich families.

The group of men brought by Liu Wei lived in a room for every five people, which was quite spacious and comfortable. Several seriously injured patients were arranged in larger rooms, and it was they who made Liu Wei most relieved.

Walking into the room where the seriously injured patient was housed one after the other with Zhou Cang, Liu Wei didn't hear any groans. When he stepped inside, two seriously injured people even tried to sit up.

The room was filled with a strong smell of Chinese medicine, a small brazier with two long swords on it, a clay jar on the long sword, the sky outside the house had completely darkened, the dancing flames in the brazier brought some light to the dark room, and the man who was serving the seriously injured had also boiled herbs according to Professor Liu Wei's method.

"Lie down." Seeing that the two seriously injured patients were propping up, Liu Wei hurriedly ran to one of them, waved his hand at the other person, and waited for them to lie down before asking with concern: "What?" After two days of rain, is the wound very painful? ”

"Thank you, sir." After lying down on the seriously injured patient who was being supported by him, he replied in an extremely weak voice: "I have dragged down my husband and brothers......"

There were two seriously unconscious wounded patients in the room, except for them, everyone turned their faces to Liu Wei, and one of them even said to Liu Wei: "Sir just leave with his brothers, don't worry about me." ”

The dancing flames in the brazier cast a dim light in the room, although the light was very weak, but it was much better than complete darkness, most of these men were night blind at night, and their eyes were wide open, but in the dim light, they could only see Liu Wei's hazy figure.

"Brothers." Liu Wei stood up straight and said to the people lying in the room: "I once said that each of you is a brother who was born and died with me, and I will never leave you!" Never! If you recognize me as a brother, and if you drag me down like this and leave you behind, don't say it again in the future. ”

Tears rolled in the eyes of all the seriously injured people, and the two severely unconscious men, even though their eyes were not open, could have heard what he said, and bean-sized tears actually slipped down the corners of their eyes.

For every man who follows Liu Bian, it is definitely a supreme honor to say that they are all brothers from Liu Bian's mouth.

With their humble status, when did they dare to imagine being brothers with Liu Wei, who was a guest of honor at Qu Shuai's place?

The men still don't know that the true identity of Liu Wei is the Hongnong King of the Han Dynasty and the Han Shaodi who was abolished by Dong Zhuo! If they knew this, they didn't know what it would be like in their hearts.

After looking around at the seriously injured people lying in the room, Liu Wei raised his feet and walked towards a man who was seriously unconscious. When he came to this man, he gently uncovered the snow-white linen cloth that had just been changed for a short time.

Under the light of the fire in the house, Liu Wei saw that the pink flesh of the wound was turned outward, the blood stains had been washed away by the rain, and the cracked wound was flowing with yellow and white liquid. This man's wounds have deteriorated, and if they are not cleaned up in time and allowed to develop, he will die in less than two days.

"Yuanfu, give me the medicine jar." Looking at the worsening wound, Liu Wei furrowed his brows and gave an order to Zhou Cang, who was standing behind him.

Zhou Cang hurriedly walked to the brazier, lifted the medicine jar and placed it behind Liu Wei.

"Sakbu!" Liu Wei didn't look back, but just stretched out a hand backwards.

Taking the linen cloth handed by Zhou Cang, Liu Wei pinched the cloth, dipped it in the steaming potion, then picked up the linen cloth, blew it twice, and waited until the potion on the cloth was colder, and then he lightly helped the seriously injured person wipe the wound.

"Sir......" His action surprised everyone in the room, Zhou Cang hurriedly stepped forward and knelt at his side, clasped his fists and said to him: "Sir is a nobleman, how can he do this kind of thing?" It's still Yuanfu to do it......"

"Sir, I can't do it!" All the seriously injured patients also stood up slightly, opened their eyes and looked at Liu Wei, who was concentrating on wiping the wounds of the unconscious wounded, and exclaimed one by one. Although they couldn't see what Liu Wei was doing, they could guess from the position where Liu Wei was squatting.

Liu Wei didn't speak, he just pinched the sackcloth and silently wiped the purulent wound of the seriously injured patient.

"Sir......" Liu Bian's hazy figure appeared in front of him, and all the seriously injured patients stood up strongly, with tears in their eyes, looking at Liu Bian's location.

Liu Wei did not wipe the wounds of the wounded for too long, and under the bitter begging of Zhou Cang and a few men who rushed with torches in their hands, he finally gave up his persistence and handed over the task of caring for the wounded to others.

Leaving the room where the seriously injured lived with Zhou Cang, the seriously injured people in the room and the men who rushed to hear the news were silent.

After a long time, a seriously injured patient stood up a little, and although his voice was weak, he said in an unusually sonorous voice: "Brothers, Sir does not avoid filth, but personally wipes the wounds for us, we will recuperate from our injuries and serve Mr. in the future!" Even if it is for Mr. to die, it is worth it! ”

Two dancing oil lamps hung on the pillars of the house, and the flames of beans emitted a soft yellow light, casting a thin curtain of light in the room.

Sitting on the soft bunk cover, listening to the sound of the rain outside the window, Liu Wei gently patted the bunk twice, and said to Tang Ji who was standing at the window: "Go to bed early, you have suffered a lot in the rain in the past two days." ”

"Husband, ......" Tang Ji turned around and blessed Liu Wei, his eyes lowered, and he called him lightly, his lips opened slightly, as if he had something to say, but he only let out a light sigh after the end, and did not say what he wanted to say.

Tang Ji, who was standing with her back to the window, had changed into a set of skirts worn by aristocratic women, and behind the light skirt veil, the light of the oil lamp shone on her body, and the fluttering skirt was covered with a thin layer of golden light, which was actually a unique charm.

"If you have something to say, why bother with me?" Seeing that Tang Ji looked like she wanted to speak and stopped, Liu Wei stood up, walked in front of her, held her fragrant shoulders with both hands, and asked softly.

The fragrant shoulder was supported by Liu Bian, Tang Ji lowered his head, pursed his lips, and after a while, he raised his head to look at Liu Bian, and said to him with some resentment: "Since leaving Luoyang, the husband has not been a favored concubine for a long time......

Tang Ji's tone was full of grievance, and when she looked at Liu Bian, her eyes were also a little sad.

Looking at her pretty face covered with a thin golden light under the oil lamp, Liu Wei lowered his eyes and frowned slightly.

It's not that he doesn't want to do anything to Tang Ji, a delicate woman like Tang Ji is exactly the wife he is looking forward to in his dreams. But after all, he is not Liu Wei in the past, but the person who took away Liu Wei's body from two thousand years later.

The difference in the times determines the difference in the outlook on life. At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, women who married at the age of eleven or twelve abounded, and men would never let them go because they were young and not completely grown.

But Liu Wei is not another man after all, although he will hug Tang Ji to sleep along the way, he has never been able to convince himself to cross the horse and raise the gun, and gallop across the body of this petite woman.

Seeing that Liu Wei's face was a little bad, Tang Ji hurriedly bowed slightly, and said to him softly: "The husband has been tired all the way, it is really because the concubine does not think about the husband, and I hope that the husband will not blame ......."

"Tang Ji, listen to me." Liu Wei held Tang Ji's fragrant shoulders with both hands, stared at her beautiful and affectionate eyes without blinking, and said in an extremely gentle tone: "Right now, we are evading the pursuit of officers and soldiers, and I must always conserve my energy and physical strength before I can take you and my brothers away alive." I promise you, once we settle down, I'll be blessed every day......"

After Liu Wei's words were the worst, Tang Ji's pretty face flushed with shame. She who has received an orthodox etiquette education, she should not have taken the initiative to bring up the fact that Liu Wei had not favored her for a long time, but she was hugged by Liu Wei to sleep every day, but there was never any trespassing, which really made Tang Ji feel a little puzzled.

"This rain will probably stop in a few days, and you should take advantage of these days to rest and be tired." Smiling at Tang Ji, Liu Wei grabbed her slender waist and led her to the edge of the bed.