As soon as they entered the courtyard, a strong smell of alcohol and herbs came out. Several women from Wazi Street, a few girls and medical soldiers were busy steaming and washing gauze, preparing wound medicine and decoction...
Next to him, the soldiers treating the wounds let out waves of air-conditioning and suppressed moans of pain.
The eight girls who were rescued by Li Yan have grown up a lot. According to Song Wen's arrangement, they all learned a lot of surgical techniques to care for the wounded with the doctors in the village. Some of them can even prescribe simple medicines to treat the villagers' illnesses.
Already.
All the active Qingshan Battalion soldiers struggled to remember to pay tribute to Lang Jun. Song Wen quickly held them down and let them heal and recuperate, and then quickly came to the back room... This is where the seriously injured are placed.
The injuries of the other two seriously injured soldiers were stabilized and they were carefully carried to a neighboring hospital for recuperation. Now one of the two soldiers inside had his left arm cut off, the other's knee was smashed, and one was stabbed in the abdomen with a gun.
hole!
Song Wen was trembling with heartache. These days... how can there be any blood vessel suturing and reconstruction technology? A broken arm can only rely on the wound to heal itself. If he survives, the broken arm will definitely be painful and itchy for the rest of his life.
The shattered knee made Song Wen even more worried... At that time, even his intestines were about to explode, and he didn't know if he could survive the infection. The leg was splinted and wrapped tightly with bruises and gauze.
There was a doctor who was good at bone setting and carefully reset the broken knee bone... When Song Wen asked, the doctor shook his head... "Song Dutou, I'm afraid this good boy won't be able to recover... for the rest of his life."
This leg can’t even touch the ground.”
Song Wen nodded: "No problem, I will support them for the rest of their lives! I will also help them start a family and find a wife..."
An Chun suddenly raised his hands outside the door and said, "Mr. Lang, there is a guest from the Marshal's Mansion who wants to see you!"
Song Wen looked back and saw a tall man over seven feet tall, wearing a green robe and holding a waist knife standing outside the door, looking at him.
The man gave her a hand. He was about twenty years old, with a broad forehead and deep eye sockets. He had just grown a short beard on his lips, but a green-black birthmark on the side of his face was a bit unsightly... adding a hint of ferocity.
spirit.
There seemed to be a trace of arrogance lingering in the man's eyebrows. He raised his hands and said to Song Wen: "In the lower hall, Yang Zhi, the envoy of the Marshal's Mansion... has seen Song Dutou!"
Song Wen was stunned for a moment, then he raised his hands in relief and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Yang Zhishi! Yang Zhishi's military position is bigger than mine, so I can't let him down..."
Yang Zhi solemnly raised his hand and said: "Yang Zhi admires Song Dutou for his ability to use his heroic soldiers to eliminate such a big bandit trouble for the people!"
After leaving the wounded barracks, Song Wen invited Yang Zhi to his simple study for tea.
Yang Zhi sat on a chair and looked at the messy books and tools on the bookshelf in Song Wen's room, as well as stacks of papyrus and inexplicable drawings. He said to Song Wen: "Song Dutou..."
Song Wen personally poured tea soup for Yang Zhi and said with a smile: "Zhi Yang, if you think highly of me, don't call me that. Just call me little brother or brother Wen. How about I ask you to call me brother Yang?"
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Yang Zhi was stunned for a moment. He was not a stick man, and he knew that the Song Wen in front of him was very important in the heart of his Taiwei! At least it was definitely not comparable to him, a dispensable envoy of the Palace Commander's Mansion!
Although he is a descendant of the Yang family, a general who cannot be defeated by eight poles, what can he do if he is a descendant of Di Qing and Di Wuxiang? Those civil servants who abandoned military service and became civil servants are not in the eyes of those civil servants, and they still ignore them.
Tianri... As a descendant of the Yang family, I am even more unpopular with others. Even as a small envoy, I am on guard against others.
Yang Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he was not used to calling strangers close to each other...but he still replied: "In that case, then Yang can just call me Brother Wen!"
Song Wen smiled and said: "Song Wen has met Brother Yang!"
"I wonder why Gao Dianshuai bothered my brother to visit Taoshan County? But what's wrong with the Marseille gambling club?"
Yang Zhi sighed secretly, how could he be regarded as Gao Qiu's confidant? How could Gao Qiu allow himself, a small production envoy, who was simply an errand boy, to participate in these confidential matters?
"Don't worry, dear brother. It's just that the commander-in-chief knew that he was leading troops to suppress the bandits. Firstly, he asked a certain family to come over and see if he could help him. Secondly, those civil servants were accustomed to taking the credit of military generals. The commander-in-chief asked a certain family to come over.
I came here to give a subtle warning to the handsome man, and I must give Xiandi a lot of credit! Unfortunately, a certain person got the information and rushed over quickly. As a result, Xiandi was so clever that he broke Daqingshan in just one day...
But I made this trip in vain and didn’t even get a chance to take action!”
Song Wen nodded: "I heard when I walked to the Palace Commander's Mansion that Brother Yang was very good at martial arts after he became the general of the Yang family! If I had known that Brother Yang was coming, I would have waited for a few days to see if he could kill me before the battle.
The enemy's posture is so majestic!"
Yang Zhi sighed and shook his head... "Jiangmen, the other descendants of the Yang family have long been discouraged and abandoned Wu Congwen. I only bear the name of a descendant of the Yang family for nothing, but it only makes people more wary...
Uh...someone made a mistake, dear brother, don't be offended!"
The two chatted for a long time, and the conversation was quite interesting. Although Yang Zhi looked dull, he was quick-thinking and was by no means pedantic.
Song Wen has long lost sight of Liangshan heroes... What kind of heroes? Not to mention those fabricated 108 generals, the Song Jiang rebellion alone really happened, but no one would go crazy and squat in a pond.
Rebellion... What's the difference between that and suicide?
A group of people led by Song Jiang rebelled on Jingdong East Road. They attacked cities and territories all the way earlier than Jiangnan La. They did take some advantages in the early stage, but the Song Dynasty did not have time to use its elite border troops.
Zhang Shuye, the governor of the state, defeated them...Song Jiang took the remaining brothers and accepted Zhao'an and surrendered. Later, he seemed to rebel again and again. It was a mess anyway.
Expecting the men and horses who took over Song Jiang to achieve something big? That is a pure daydream. Let the Song Dynasty mobilize the most elite hundreds of thousands of Western troops to barely annihilate the line Jiangnan La was the generation of heroes who truly shook the foundation of the Song Dynasty...
Compared with Fang Lab, Song Jiang is just a bandit!
Song Wen felt that it was enough to simply reveal a hint of admiration and goodwill in making friends... The rest will depend on fate whether he will be an enemy or a friend in the future.
Yang Zhi lingered for another half day, and in the evening he decided to go back to Taoshan County to say goodbye to Master Meng and Judge Gao of the Shuai Division, and then return to Bianliang tomorrow with Song Wen's secret letter to Gao Qiu.
Song Wen did not try to persuade him to stay, but before leaving, he gave Yang Zhi a thickened saber specially made by Qingshan Village.
Yang Zhi was a true warrior. He happily put away his sword and said goodbye to Song Wen politely.
Li Yan stood looking at Yang Zhi from a distance with a complicated expression and sighed. Song Wen came over and asked, "Does Uncle Li recognize this Yang Zhishi?"
"I've heard that he is a depressed person... Civil officials are afraid of his status as a descendant of a general, and Gao Qiu doesn't like him either. But he has good martial arts skills... It's a pity that he doesn't even have the opportunity to join the Forbidden Army and go to the border to make contributions.
give him!"
Song Wen nodded: "I quite like his character, his calm and promising demeanor. As for making contributions...as long as he doesn't give up, he will definitely have another chance."
Li Yan curled her lips: "Here we go again, always thinking that the Song Dynasty will be in chaos ~ Can't you just hope that the people will be better?" This chapter has been completed!