The General Is As Urgent as Law

Luo Yansheng took care of Wei Lin in the tent. He was careful, but Wei Lin was a little embarrassed. These days Jia Dajia Er and Jiang Ye took turns taking care of themselves, but they stayed on getting some food, at best, to help Wei Lin go out to walk, although he said many times that his back was injured and his leg was broken. The wound on his back that was stitched by Zhong Yi was itching every day. Unlike small wounds, he did n’t dare to scratch at all, and at most he only dared to reach out around the wound to slow the itching of new meat growth, but even so, he I still often feel pain because I stretch my hand over my head and pull the muscle to the wound.

I do n’t know what General Xue is doing. Jiang also hurried in and said that today the young apprentice who asked Zhong Yi to help take care of him, and then left, Wei Lin did n’t even have time to say that no one needed to take care of him, and Jiang was gone.

Soon afterwards, the little Luo Yansheng came with some things.

Wei Lin was lying on the bed, quietly watching Jia Er stealing the soldier's book from Xue Ziqin's account. The way he played Chenguang these days was to let Jia Er stealthily steal books, put them back after reading one, and steal another. Hearing the sound of someone coming in, Wei Lin hurriedly pressed the book under his chest.

Luo Yansheng said timidly: "Brother Wei Lin, my name is Luo Yansheng, I'm an apprentice of Zhong Yi. Today I will take care of you."

Wei Lin looked back and saw Luo Yansheng's shy face. He was relieved immediately: "It's you." Yu Shi took out the military book and turned it over.

After saying hello, Luo Yansheng stepped forward to sit on the couch. He even brought a bucket of warm water, took a thickly folded gauze, soaked it in the water, wringed it out, and carefully planned to wipe Wei Lin's body. .

Wei Lin was wearing a long gown and no belt. Luo Yansheng asked in a small voice: "Brother Wei, can I help you take off your clothes? I'll wipe it for you. It's not good if it gets dirty and infected."

Suddenly someone said he was going to wipe his body, Wei Lin was a little shy, and Jiang didn't wipe him off! He embarrassedly put down the book quickly and started by himself: "I will come by myself, come by myself."

Although he was injured, he could move quickly, pulling his hands out of his sleeves, his clothes falling to his waist, exposing blood-stained gauze. Luo Yansheng knew that he must be inconvenient. He started to cut the gauze lightly with scissors and saw a fierce wound.

Luo Yansheng looked at the wound and frowned, then picked up the gauze and wiped Wei Lin a little bit: "If it hurts, you have to say."

"okay."

The hot gauze behind wiped Wei Lin's body, he just felt awkward and was not in a mood to read. Luo Yansheng didn't even realize it, but just did the work in front of him seriously, for fear that his hand would shake and it would be bad to get a wound. Such a severe knife wound, if you touch the water again, it will become inflamed and ulcerated, I am afraid that even the master will have to waste some time, not to mention how much the injury hurts.

However, Wei Lin was embarrassed by this serious death. He had to find a topic and chatted with Luo Yansheng: "What's your name?"

"My name is Luo Yansheng, and I just said that." Luo Yansheng's voice was soft, still a childish voice. Wei Lin remembered that he had reported his name as soon as he entered the door, but he felt more embarrassed, but wanted to cover it up, and then asked, "I mean, which word? Swallow's Swallow?"

"It's Yanzhou's Yan."

"Oh ... then you must be from Yanzhou."

"No, I am from Qinchuan."

The atmosphere was awkward again.

Wei Lin thought for a long time and could only ask something else: "Jiang also they, what are you doing today?"

"I don't know very well. I saw that the general ordered people to lead a lot of horses, probably to go out of the city."

Luo Yansheng told the truth, the back of the talk was wiped out, and he asked again: "Brother Wei, do you want to wipe your chest?"

Wei Lin shook his head hurriedly: "No need."

"Then I will change your medicine."

Wei Linxin said that Jiang wouldn't ride a horse either. Was it seen by Xue Ziqin and then taken to practice riding? As soon as this question came up in his mind, Wei Lin felt like a fool. Xue Ziqin was a general, not a river and lake warlock, and could not read it.

It is inevitable that there will be some pain when taking medicine. At the beginning of Luo Yansheng, Wei Lin no longer needs to talk about anything. He just inhaled all the time and endured the pain. He did not want to call in front of a young boy like Luo Yansheng.

Luo Yansheng was also a little afraid of life, and left after finishing everything, leaving Wei Lin lying down on his own. It was really boring, sitting up and moving twice, and then lying down, and finally returned to Luo Yansheng's book, lying down.

In the evening around Jiang, they also came back.

Da Jia Jia, sweating heavily, entered the account excitedly: "Brother Wei, there is meat tonight, hehe hehe."

"Yes, yes, there is meat!"

Wei Lin heard a familiar voice and moved up from the couch in a funny way, looking at him: "I'm back? What are you doing today? What about Jiang?"

Da Jia sat down on the edge of the couch, picked up the jug on the edge, took a big gulp, and handed it to Jia Er, and then replied, "General Xue took a dozen of us to go hunting. Brother Jiang is behind . "

"Go on horseback?"

"correct!"

Wei Lin asked, "Will Jiang also ride a horse?"

Jia Er plugged the stopper of the kettle and rushed to answer: "Brother Jiang will not, General Xue took him on horseback."

"Carpool?"

"Yup."

This time Wei Lin was ignorant. Xue Ziqin's character can only be said to be perverted, how can he be a good-hearted rider and bring Jiang also? If you do n’t scold Jiang, it ’s a waste.

Just thinking, Jiang also opened the curtain and came in.

"came back?"

"Well." Jiang also replied feebly. He stood there, looking for something like that, and didn't sit down. Jia Er handed the kettle in his hand to Jiang Ye: "Brother Jiang drinks water!"

Jiang also nodded his thanks, took the kettle and took a big sip.

Wei Lin looked at his look too tired, and asked with some anxiety: "Why not sit?"

"Sit down, just stand for a while." Jiang said awkwardly. Wei Lin didn't understand the meaning, but then asked: "What's wrong, don't you feel tired after hunting? Sit."

"Stop sitting." Jiang said again.

Wei Lin simply stretched out his hand to La Jiangye's clothing corner. Without thinking that Jiang could fall as if the wind was blowing, he pulled down so gently that Jiang would fall on the couch.

"You're so tired ..." "My God! Don't pull me, don't pull me!" As soon as Jiang Ye's **** touched the couch, he jumped up and stood up again with a cry.

The three people next to him looked at him with strange looks.

Wei Lin, in particular, stared at him fiercely, and the expression was even sad. I only heard Wei Lin asked quietly, "Jiang Ye, you won't ..."

"Isn't it? What are you doing, why do you look at me like this?" Jiang was so uncomfortable with this look, but he didn't know what they were thinking.

Xue Ziqin said that he was teaching him to ride a horse, only to let the white willow obediently not to fall him down, the rest, he would not at all, was carried around by white willow, thrilling, and could only drag the reins to hug white willow Neck, almost did not ask it to stop. It is impossible to say whether Xue Ziqin was deliberate. Once he whistled, Bailiu would run back again, and he would go back and forth more than a dozen times. Jiang was now the whole person, his waist, buttocks and pain broke up quickly, but his legs and upper body were numb, Can't make it hard.

Just as Wei Lin was making such a fuss, he was so painful that he was about to ascend to heaven. At this time, he would feel relieved if he died.

In the end, Wei Lin was very courageous and asked questions eloquently: "You wouldn't ... be General Xue ... Uh-huh?"

Jiang even wanted to kill the fool with a knife.

"Wei Lin, really, I shouldn't have carried you back!" Jiang also scolded weakly. "It's a horseback ride! Can you bear going out for three hours now and come back?"

"I am the wounded!"

"You can go, you can't shut up, okay?"

Jia Da Jia Er watched the two of them chattering again, followed by a grinning smile, until the meat flavour came in from outside the camp, Jia Er drooled immediately: "Let's go out, wait for the meat to eat?"

Jia Da nodded busy, Wei Lin also nodded, also pretending to tone, said: "Come and come, help me out!"

Jiang Ye also reached out and screwed his ears: "You owe it, you have to cut your head!"

"Jiangye !! I don't want face-saving ?! Ouch! Tap lightly ..." Wei Lin wanted to refute a few words before, who knew Jiang also twisted his ear half a turn, and it was so painful that he would die immediately. Lost momentum, turned into a soft egg. Despite this situation, Jia Er walked to Wei Lin's side and reached out to help him.

Outside the tent, there were several fires, several people were roasting the game, and the others were around, like a group of piglets waiting to be fed, and they made a spitting sound from time to time.

One of the most notable is Xue Ziqin.

He was also at one of the fires, holding the branch with one hand, and a branched hare on the branch. I saw Xue Ziqin slowly and steadily spinning the hare slowly. He was holding a short table with various condiments on it. The most puzzling thing was a bowl of water and a finger Thick writing brushes are all rough people on the scene. I don't see if they are expensive or cheap, and I don't know what they are for.

The outer layer of the hare was roasted brown and fragrant. Xue Ziqin sniffed his nose exaggeratedly, smelled the smell, and cut the meat with a knife to reveal the **** part inside. He put the knife down and replaced it with a brush. Dip the sauce in an orderly manner, brush it up, wash it in a clean water bowl, and then change to another one. He moved quickly, and the hand holding the branch kept turning steadily.

Jiang Ye's four people stood aside, their eyes attracted by Xue Ziqin.

Wei Lin sniffed the fragrance and shoved Jiang Ye with his elbow: "Hey, you said General Xue, does it look like a cook?"

"... a bit."

"Not a bit, but a lot," Wei Lin said, looking at Jiang Ye with an exaggerated expression. "Do you believe it or not, he must have been a cook, I bet on two copper plates."

Jiang sneered contemptuously: "Oh, two copper plates? Poor acid."

Hearing this, Wei Lin felt unhappy and touched it in the waistband of the pants. He even came up with a copper plate, and when he got Jiang, he shook his eyes: "At least I still have it. You are sure that there is no copper plate now."

"Where did the money come from?" Jiang also asked. "Look at your good fortune, a copper plate, so happy."

"Hey," Wei Lin smirked, "I picked it, good luck."

"I don't know what you are proud of."

"It's better to have money than to have no money, money is the uncle, and money is stupid."

How could Jiang not hear Wei Lin turning around and scolding him, but now he doesn't have any energy at all, he can't lift his arms when he wants to hit Wei Lin with both hands, he can only roll his eyes to show his discomfort.