Song Wen thought about it and then smiled... He didn't even care about his life anymore, so why was he afraid of danger? No matter what dispute Wang Jin had with this man and Gao Qiu, there was still someone watching in the dark.
All this... What is there to be afraid of? Maybe, this is a good opportunity to get to know a big shot...
In addition, this man seems to be quite friendly to me. He showed up the day before yesterday to save him. Ask yourself...? I don't want to see him die so miserably in this corner.
Song Wen knelt down and took a closer look at his injury, and found that it seemed to be more serious than he expected!
"You're dead if you stay here! Your wounds need to be treated properly, otherwise..."
"Those Zhou Xu's henchmen are looking for me everywhere, and Gao Qiu must have sent a message to the government...I will definitely not be able to leave. Once caught by them, they will have to involve my senior brother! I can't show my face...little
Mr. Turtle, keep the wine and get out of here! Remember, you are a bloody man, don’t waste your whole life in the dirty place of a brothel..."
Song Wen was stunned for a moment, feeling the man's kindness, and said with a smile: "Old guy, what's your name?"
The man smiled bitterly: "What? Are you going to burn some paper money for me during the holidays? Haha... A certain family's surname is Li, Li Yan! I am alone and have no worries, so I can save the paper money... If I can have a grave
Just stay and give me a bowl of wine when you have time!"
Song Wen carefully untied the gauze on Li Yan's belly and said: "My surname is Song, Song Wen. Just like you, I am alone without any worries. Don't move. If you move again, your intestines will come out..."
"You brat, do you have any medicine for golden sores? You didn't look at this..."
Song Wen frowned: "What's in the current golden sore medicine? It's just Panax notoginseng or something with some hemostatic stuff... Your wound was torn open. What you need is hemostasis, disinfection and suture. Otherwise, you can use any medicine."
It’s a death!”
"You, you actually know medical skills?"
Song Wen stood up and looked under the bridge: "There's nothing in sewing and alcohol! Old guy, is there any other place to hide besides here?"
Li Yan bit her lip and shook her head...
Song Wen bandaged the wound again, then put the wine bottle into Li Yan's hand and stood up and said, "Wait, I'll go find your senior brother... Where does he live?"
Li Yan struggled for a long time. Song Wen stood up and kicked him in the leg and cursed: "When did it happen? You still have the virtue of a woman with a flat belly. Didn't you say that even if you die, you must die in a worthy way?"
?Is it worth it for you to die like this?"
"Beibianmen, the innermost house in Qingwa Hutong, has a big locust tree at the door."
"Wait, don't die!"
Song Wen hurriedly climbed down from the bottom of the bridge, looked around, then quickly ran up the bridge, and headed straight to the north of Bianliang City based on his past memories.
Under a tree far away from the bridge, Zhao Shenyan's wife Pingniang took a step forward and stopped in front of two men in civilian clothes wearing bamboo hats...
"Just leaving like that? Are you not willing to lend a helping hand?"
A man raised his hands and said, "I wonder what the lady means? The two of you were just passing by."
"We've been guarding the bottom of the bridge all night. Who do you think I don't know? It's not the way of a warrior to be aboveboard and aboveboard."
The two of them remained silent, just cupped their hands, then turned around and hurried away in the other direction.
Ping Niang's eyes flashed with disdain, but she just sighed and watched Song Wen's thin figure in the distance disappear hurriedly at the corner of the street...
Bianliang is quite big. Song Wen went straight to the Beibianmen in one breath. He passed through several streets and took a look at the majestic Imperial City from a distance. On the edge of the Imperial City, there were sparkling officials wearing official uniforms riding horses and sitting in sedans.
There is an endless stream of people, and the Song Dynasty is good at this... there are many officials!
Song Wen ignored the excitement and walked straight through the streets and alleys to the small alley. He also asked people about it on the way before he found the big tree.
The so-called instructor of the Forbidden Army is not a formal military position at all. Although it has some status, it has no rights. It is more of a symbol.
Song Wen bet that Wang Jin would not go to the Forbidden Army camp to do anything in the past few days. No matter what, he had to be prepared! Especially last night, his enemy was assassinated by his junior brother... To say that he did not know, Song Wen was
I won’t believe it even to death!
Lying on the stone pier in the alley was a young man in short clothes with a bamboo hat on his head. He seemed to be resting a lazy boy. Song Wen didn't pay attention and ran directly towards the black courtyard gate.
Bang bang bang... bang on the wooden door, and a moment later a slightly hoarse old voice came from inside: "Here, may I ask who it is?"
Song Wen looked around and at the young man who seemed to be asleep not far away, and replied: "I came to deliver a letter from the building on East Street. Someone is having a banquet in the building to invite Coach Wang!"
With a creak, the wooden door half opened, and a white-haired old servant narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Wen... "Oh? It turns out to be a little turtle boy in the building. My teacher has gone out... Little brother
You can go to the Forbidden Army camp to wait, or you can wait here. I can get a small stool for the little brother to rest..."
Song Wen frowned: "The guest serving the wine was waiting impatiently. He said he would break my legs if he couldn't invite Coach Wang..."
A steady voice came from behind Song Wen: "Who is so domineering? Tell me!"
The old servant blocking the door bent down: "Lang Jun is back! Lang Jun, this little turtle man said he wanted to invite Lang Jun to a banquet, and he was very anxious..."
Song Wen looked back and saw a strong man in his forties, wearing a brown robe with a cowhide belt around his waist and a blue cloth scarf on his head, looking at him calmly.
Song Wen bowed and saluted: "May I ask who you are, Coach Wang?"
"Exactly a certain family!"
"A guest was anxious to see the instructor, and asked the instructor to move forward to the banquet!"
"Oh? I don't have many old friends in Bianliang. Who invited me?"
Song Wen saw that Wang Jin was very wary, so he simply said directly: "Guan Li, his only name is Yan!"
Wang Jin's eyes flashed, and he said oh... he looked Song Wen up and down, and asked: "How did you know Li Yan? Who are you? Where do you do your business?"
"I met Mr. Li by chance and just helped run errands and deliver letters!"
"Where is he?"
Just as Song Wen was about to answer, he suddenly felt a chill behind him... Just as he was about to turn around, he felt the edge of a sharp weapon had been tapped on his waist!
The young man wearing a bamboo hat came up behind him at some point, blocking the entrance of the alley with his body. He actually held a sharp dagger at the back of his waist. At the same time, he said in a deep voice to Wang Jin in front of him: "Teacher,
This guy doesn’t have a tail on his back!”
Wang Jin stepped forward and placed one hand on Song Wen's Tianling Cap, and whispered: "Who are you and what are you doing? How is Li Yan doing now?"
Song Wen felt a surge of anger and cursed loudly: "What kind of hero do you think you are when you hide your head and show your tail? Your junior brother was seriously injured for standing up for you, and now he is hiding in the dark and hanging on by a thread... I kindly helped him deliver the message.
But you are making things difficult in every possible way! If you don’t dare to raise your head and say it clearly, why would you do such a thing!"
The young man behind him scolded: "How dare you not apologize to my teacher!"
Then he kicked Song Wen on the crook of the leg. Song Wen didn't know where the energy came from. He staggered and stood up crookedly, glaring at Wang Jin in front of him with an angry look on his face...