Li Qinghuan

Chapter 44

Gao Yangsu: "I really..."

Before Gao Yangsu could finish speaking, he heard a rush of footsteps, and quickly swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Ji Qing: "Stop talking."

Song Li walked in first with a lamp and a jug of wine, followed by Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng put down the wooden basin: "Master Ji, Doctor Gao."

Ji Qing: "There's no need to be too polite. Why is Mr. Chen here?"

Song Li: "I happened to meet Mr. Chen when I came out of the yard, so I asked him to help."

Ji Qing nodded: "Thank you, Master Chen."

Gao Yangsu said with a dark face: "The idlers stay away for a while."

Ji Qing: "Yang Su."

Song Li glanced at Ji Qing's blood-stained chest, and closed his eyes hard. One of the wounds was very close to the chest, and the wound was extremely deep. The wound on the shoulder festered, and the bones could almost be seen. Gao Yangsu Handed a piece of clean cotton cloth to Ji Qing's mouth: "Bite on it."

Ji Qing laughed and scolded: "Get lost."

Gao Yangsu's expression calmed down, he picked up the knife and scalded it on the fire, poured another dose of wine, and began to treat Ji Qing's injury.

Chen Zheng stared blankly at Ji Qing's wound like a wooden man, and suddenly felt that it was not appropriate after watching it for a while, and exited the room.

Song Li froze in place, not knowing whether to go or stay, Gao Yangsu said leisurely: "I think His Royal Highness King Yu should go out, he is too embarrassed to scream when you are here, and he can only endure the pain."

Song Li thought for a moment, nodded and went out, closing the door behind him.

Chen Zheng was sitting on the steps opposite to the courtyard, when he saw Song Li coming over, he got up and wanted to salute, Song Li raised his hand to stop him: "This is private, Master Chen doesn't need to be too polite."

Chen Zheng nodded: "Okay, I'm a rough man who practices martial arts, and I don't like those empty etiquette very much. His Royal Highness King Yu is also a man of love, so I won't pay attention to it."

The gloom between Song Li's brows eased a bit, and he forced a smile: "Okay."

Song Li sat on the steps next to Chen Zheng: "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for saving your life."

Chen Zheng waved his hand: "Your Highness shouldn't thank me. If you want to thank me, you should thank Mr. Ji. When we arrived, almost everyone was killed by him."

Song Li lowered his head and said nothing.

Chen Zheng continued: "Your Highness doesn't know. When I arrived, there were corpses all over the place, Mr. Ji's clothes were all torn, and his face and hands were all covered with blood. He looked like a ghost."

"The Master Ji we met in the past were all gentle and refined, spotless, but that day alone... We wouldn't dare recognize his face if it wasn't for that."

Song Li buried his head even deeper, the emotion and unspeakable guilt made his whole heart ache and numb.

After Chen Zheng finished speaking, he finally noticed his strangeness, and asked with concern: "His Royal Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Song Li shook his head: "It's okay, I still want to thank you, Master Chen."

Chen Zheng, a tall and thick man, was a little shy, scratching his head in embarrassment: "Your Highness, you are welcome."

The opposite door creaked, and Song Li suddenly raised his head.

Chen Zhengdao: "His Royal Highness, Doctor Gao has come out."

Song Li stood up and walked in front of Gao Yangsu: "Master Gao Yangsu, He Ming's injury..."

Gao Yangsu: "It's nothing serious, it's just festering. Look at him and tell him to stop running around and take a good rest. He's bleeding a lot and he's messing around. He doesn't sleep, and he keeps watch every day. Looking at you. Now you wake up and look at him, staring at him to take medicine."

Song Li nodded: "Okay, I will."

Gao Yangsu thought for a while, then whispered: "He is afraid of suffering, you remember to prepare some candy for him."

Song Li nodded: "Okay."

Ji Qing put on his clothes and came out from inside: "What are you two talking about?"

Gao Yangsu: "Let me explain to His Royal Highness Yu Wang, let him watch you take medicine."

Ji Qing was a little embarrassed: "I am such an adult, do I still need to be watched? Really."

Gao Yangsu: "Do you need someone to stare at you and don't know? You have lost too much blood this time, so you should eat more blood-enriching food, otherwise the medicine you took years ago will be useless."

Ji Qing nodded: "I see, how many times have you nagged."

Gao Yangsu: "I won't say it a few times, do you remember? Take the prescription and ask someone to fetch it for you. You two injuries are not healed yet, so you shouldn't run around, so don't go down the mountain."

Ji Qing nodded: "Understood."

Gao Yangsu: "Okay, I'm leaving first, I have to go to the shelter in Canglan County."

Ji Qing: "Go away."

Song Li: "Young Master Gao, walk slowly."

Chen Zheng: "Master Gao, go slowly. Master Ji, give me the prescription, and I will send someone to fetch it."

Ji Qing nodded, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Chen Zheng: "Thank you."

Chen Zheng took the paper, turned around and left.

Song Li chased after him when he reached the gate of the courtyard, whispered a few words to him, and then walked back.

Ji Qing stood there and looked at him with great interest: "What are you talking about, A Li?"

Song Li shook his head with a smile: "It's nothing."

Ji Qing: "There's nothing you won't tell me?"

Song Li smiled and said, "Secret, you'll find out in a while."

Ji Qing nodded: "Okay."

Song Li smiled, and after a while, he still said softly: "Sorry."

Ji Qing didn't answer, looking a little displeased.

Seeing this, Song Li quickly changed the topic: "I'm so hungry, Heming, I want to go out and find something to eat."

Ji Qing: "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Song Li stood on the steps and put his arms around his neck: "No, you are injured too."

Ji Qing: "A small injury, it's fine."

Song Li insisted: "No, I want to go out for a stroll."

Ji Qing: "No, you haven't healed yet, so you have to rest."

Song Li: "Retreat doesn't mean lying on the bed every day. I've been lying in bed for more than three days, and my bones are almost falling apart. I just want to walk."

Ji Qing resolutely said: "No, I'll make you whatever you want to eat or send someone to buy it for you."

Song Li: "He Ming...I just want to go out for a walk, is it possible, don't go far, it's nearby."

Ji Qing had no choice but to say, "Then I'll be with you."

Song Li: "But your injury... forget it, let's not go."

Song Li lowered his head, he would rather be bored than let Ji Qing accompany him.

Seeing him like this, Ji Qing said softly: "If you want to go, go, I'll be with you, I just happen to be a little hungry."

Song Li nodded: "Okay! Then let's walk slowly."

……

Canglan County is only a small county after all, a snowstorm is enough to ruin the normal life of the people, the two walked around the street for a long time and finally found a small stall selling wontons, the two sat down at the same table, Song Li sighed : "This is too desolate."

Ji Qing: "Indeed, but don't worry, it will get better."

Song Li nodded, turned around and said, "Boss, here are two bowls of wontons."

"Okay! Wait a moment, both of you."

The wontons were not tasty, and Song Li had no appetite either, so he put down the spoon after taking two casual bites.

Ji Qing took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, then took out a few copper coins and put them on the table: "A Li, let's go."

Ji Qing accompanied Song Li to a shelter in Canglan County. Most of them were elderly people. Song Li looked at it and felt unspeakably sad. Their children and descendants all died at the hands of the county magistrate.

The cruelest thing in the world is that a white-haired person gives a black-haired person.

Ji Qing sighed: "Let's go, Ah Li."

Song Li: "We are late."

Ji Qing sighed and dragged him away.

Song Li was seriously injured, and he was just waking up again. His energy was not very good, and he became tired after a while. Ji Qing took Song Li back to the county magistrate's mansion where he was temporarily staying, and sent him back to the small courtyard.

After coaxing him to sleep, he went straight to the dungeon of the county government.It was cold in the dungeon, and Ji Qing added another cloak to feel that the cold had faded a little. The white figure stopped in front of a cell like a ghost.

"Master Ji."

"Take this man to the torture chamber."

"Yes."

After Ji Qing finished his explanation, he went to the execution room first and sat on the wooden chair. The jailer saw him sitting down and made him a cup of tea.

After a while, two jailers pulled a disheveled man in and tied him to a wooden frame. It was the county magistrate of Canglan County. Ji Qing took a sip of tea unhurriedly and said, "Your execution order has come down today." , Ling Chi executed."

The county magistrate raised his head when he heard this, and said slowly: "Master Ji, the guilty minister knows his mistake, please give me a good time."

Ji Qing: "Happy? Do you think you are qualified to tell me this? Why do you think I will give you a happy time?"

The county magistrate couldn't think of anything to say for a moment, Ji Qing didn't talk nonsense to him, sneered, stretched out one hand to pick up the iron, and pinched his mouth with the other hand and stuffed the iron in without hesitation.

Amid the county magistrate's screams, Ji Qing said leisurely: "I'm here to settle accounts with you today. Don't you think it's strange that no one has troubled you since I've been here for a few days?"

The county magistrate could not speak, and the only thing that came out of his mouth was the sizzling sound of his lips and tongue touching the iron.

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't hurt the refugees, you shouldn't dig other people's hearts, the worst thing is to send someone to hurt him, of course I can't let others touch you, torture you, of course I'll come in person, tonight is still long, you can enjoy it slowly."

The county magistrate opened his eyes wide in horror, blood and tears flowed down in streams.

Ji Qing let go, took the iron out of his mouth and threw it back into the charcoal fire.

"Come on, your county magistrate said that his mouth lacks taste, go and get him some salt."

The jailer standing outside saw the situation inside clearly, and ran to get the salt tremblingly.

Ji Qing fiddled with the charcoal fire indifferently, picked up the tongs, picked up a piece of red-hot coal and pressed it on his left eye: "Leave a right eye for you, let's see how you were tortured. Also, See how your parents, wife and children were divided by five horses."

As soon as the county magistrate heard "parents, wives and children", he immediately started whining, as if he was begging for mercy. Ji Qing moved closer: "What are you talking about? If you want to plead for your parents, wife and children, then I will spare you." You are digging the hearts of other people's parents, wives and children, so why beg for mercy?"

The whining stopped abruptly.

Ji Qing picked up the whip and slapped him hard several times, and his skin was torn apart.

The jailer came back with the salt and said, "Master Ji, the salt is here."

Ji Qing put down the whip, sat back in the chair, and lazily said: "Spread all the wounds on his body."

"Yes."

According to Ji Qing's order, the jailer sprinkled a layer of salt on all the injured parts of the county magistrate, and the screams were endless.

"Master Ji, it's over."

"Okay, you go down."

"Yes, by the way, my lord, the corpses brought back from the deserted house a few days ago have all been hung on the city wall for public display according to your instructions."

"okay, I get it."