Chapter 496

  Because of the existence of the First Army, the situation in Songcheng is much better than Leng Sa imagined.

After   , it didn’t rain again for a few days, and the waters surrounding Songcheng began to recede slowly. Although it was inevitable to leave a mess after the flood receded, I was able to see the way to the outside world.

The First Army, under the command of several brigades, mobilized ordinary people to clean up the ruins together, and find a place to bury the victims as soon as possible. Although people who have lost their loved ones are suffering, everyone knows that a large number of corpses in this season can easily cause an uncontrollable plague.

  The previous epidemic in the First Army can only be regarded as an epidemic in Jiazhou in the summer. Although it is contagious, it has a high cure rate as long as it is handled properly. Fu Fengcheng asked the sick soldiers to be isolated and treated early in the morning, and the soldiers were already much better than ordinary people, and there was no large-scale infection. But if the plague really occurs because of the accumulation of various human and animal carcasses after the flood, it will not be so easy to control.

   Therefore, after repeated preaching by the soldiers of the First Army, people have consciously joined the ranks of cleaning up the entire Songcheng. After all, what they eat every day is also provided by others.

  People themselves have an instinct to conform and rely on the strong. The soldiers and horses of the Fu family did save a lot of people this time, and they were also responsible for maintaining order and distributing food.

  Many older people have experienced the agony of war in the early years. Naturally, they know that if there is no Fu family here, the situation will be worse than now. I don’t know how many times. Therefore, whether they really have a good impression of the Fu family or are short-handed, the people of Songcheng no longer reject the Fu family in the slightest.

  Leng Sa forced Young Master Fu to rest on time every day. On the third day when Leng Sa and others arrived in Songcheng, the wound on Young Master Fu’s shoulder finally crusted and no longer oozes blood.

  People from Xu Shaoming, Xia Wei'an and others to doctors and even guards couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

  In this era, medical care is still backward. In this season, the environment is injured like that, and half of the life and death are really dependable. How many soldiers on the battlefield died not from fighting with the enemy, or even from excessive blood loss, but from wound infections?

  After three days of young husband's talent, Fu Dashao's injury improved significantly, and Adjutant Xu couldn't wait to offer Madam Fu Shao to worship.

  Leng Sa sat on the hillside and casually disassembled the gun in her hand. A good pistol was disassembled by her into a pile of parts and reassembled, and then disassembled and reassembled. Her technique is clean and neat, and her speed is a bit dazzling. People passing by can't help but stop and take a peek, and then leave with admiration and envy.

   "Madam." Fu Fengcheng's voice sounded from behind, and Leng Sa installed the last part, and a sound gun appeared in her hand with a soft click.

  Leng Sa looked back at Fu Fengcheng. Young Master Fu was still wearing a uniform. His slender and straight legs were wrapped in trousers and looked even more upright. It's just that he didn't wear a jacket, and the three buttons on his shirt were open and the gauze wrapped around it could be seen.

  Fu Fengcheng walked up to her and sat down, Leng Sa took a close look at his expression a lot better than the previous few days, and nodded in satisfaction. Those days before, Fu Fengcheng said he was healing his wounds, but there is one thing to worry about. He can't even guarantee the time of rest every day. How can the wound heal?

  Fu Fengcheng saw her eyes and whispered, "Don't worry, the doctor said it will be almost better in ten days at most." It will take time to heal, but ten days or so will have almost no major impact.

   Leng Sa raised his eyebrows and smiled, “But you don’t have ten days, at most three or four days later, the flood should be over. I guess if Qu Jing is in a hurry, he should do it in two days at most.”

  Fu Fengcheng looked at Leng Sa, "Xu Shaoming told you?" Xu Shaoming looked like he was impatient, so he would throw it into the mountains to mine when he turned back?

   said coldly, "He is now a sinner, offending the young man and the young lady, he must choose one?"

  "..." So he chose to offend me, didn't he?

   Adjutant Xu: Offending the young master is just offending one person, and offending the young lady is equivalent to offending the young master and the young lady.

   Leng Sa lightly sighed, and said with his chin, "If Xu Shaoming doesn't tell me, are you not going to tell me?"

Seeing her eyes filled with "You dare to say that I was angry", Young Master Fu smiled softer on his lips, "Why? I just think his mouth is too quick. This is not what an adjutant should have. Quality."

  Leng Sa didn’t appreciate it very much, “You don’t want him to carry a pot, he might not be so quick.”

  "..." It seems that Xu Shaoming should still be killed.

   Lengsa leisurely leaning on his uninjured shoulder, sighed, "It's a pity, this place is actually pretty good." It's a pity that he will soon be stained with blood.

   Fu Fengcheng whispered, “If Madam likes it, let’s come here again in the future, then it will definitely be better than it is now.”

   Leng Sa nodded and asked, "How many people are in Qujing sent, do you know which direction they are coming from?"

Fu Fengcheng said: "The news we got is that there were a group of fish that slipped through the net under the hands of Zhang Zuo and Ren Nanyan under Qu Jing's hands, about sixty people." After a pause, Fu Fengcheng frowned, "I said it was an elite, rather than say yes. A mob is more suitable. These people come from different paths, and there is no fixed number of male and female appearances. It is difficult to say what they will do."

  Fu Fengcheng personally doesn't really like such so-called people on the road. He tends to defeat the enemy on the frontal battlefield. Even in secret battles, he also likes professionally trained spy personnel, rather than just looking for those underworld figures who come from all kinds of fish and dragons just for money.

  Although some of these people may have special skills that are difficult to match by professionally trained people, their loyalty and controllability and professionalism are also much lower.

  As far as the success rate is concerned, it is not higher than that of professionals.

   said coldly, "In short, their purpose is to kill you, right?"

   Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "Yes, they also know that you are in Songcheng, so you have to be careful too."

   Leng Sha smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this. Shao Fu should stay here these days to take care of his injuries. After all... if you are seriously injured and dying, you have to look like you are seriously injured and dying. Don't run around and let people see."

   Fu Fengcheng was a little helpless, "lied to outsiders."

   said coldly, "If you want to make a full set of the show, the people around you can guarantee that there is no problem, but how do you know that there is no one staring at you in Songcheng or nearby places where we can’t see?"

  Of course they must be fine where they stay now.

Fu Fengcheng was recuperating here. This is also the temporary headquarters of the First Army. It has been carpeted for a few miles. There are many roadblocks and sentries set up around it. Leng Sa has also helped to strengthen some places in the past few days. defense.

  If you can sneak into it silently, you can be a guest everywhere. It’s really not guilty to follow Qu Jing as a thug. Master Leng felt that he would have to spend a little effort if he wanted to challenge him.

  Fu Dashao said that Mrs. Fu said, "Don't take risks, I will be worried."

  Leng Sa tilted her head and looked at him with a smile but a smile, Fu Dashao decisively shut up: Madam is still angry.

  Of course, Lord Leng is not really angry with Young Master Fu, but just idle and bored to tease him to relieve his boredom.

   Seeing Fu Dashao's face apologized, and worried that he had a guilty conscience again, he felt that he was a bit too much. He sighed lightly, stretched out his hand to squeeze his cheek, "Okay, I see. Don't worry, I'll be careful."

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Be careful, in the future...No matter what happens, I will not hide it from you to make you worry about me."

   Leng Sa leaned over and kissed the center of his eyebrows, and smiled: "This is good, but...if it's really necessary for war, you don't have to tell me. You just need to remember that someone is worried about you."

   Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand to circle her in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "I know."

  Leng Sa was afraid of pressing on his wounds, and wanted to get up at his waist but heavier, "Sa, don't move. Sit with me for a while."

  Leng Sa was taken aback and stopped moving, but carefully avoided his wounds, "What's the matter?"

  Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said, “It’s nothing, I just don’t think it’s been a long time since I sit quietly for a while.” That’s not to say, not to mention the separation for so long, even if Lengsa came to Songcheng, he was still very busy.

  Fu Fengcheng wanted to heal his wounds, so Leng Sa did a lot of things that had to go out for him, and was so busy all day long. Apart from urging Fu Fengcheng to take a break and change his medicine, he really didn't have much time to stay calm for a while.

   Leng Sa smiled, and simply slept on Fu Fengcheng’s lap to chat with him and enjoy this rare leisure time.

  About these days of separation, about Yongcheng, about Ms. Zhuo Lin and Xiao Shi, etc., the two of them had nothing to say, but they always had endless topics.

  "Young Master, Young Lady." The rare leisure time will eventually be broken, and now they are still in the war zone after all, Xia Weian walked over quickly with a message.

  Leng Sa sat up, Fu Fengcheng turned around and asked, "News from Jiazhou?"

  Xia Wei'an nodded, and handed the message in his hand to Fu Fengchengdao, “I just received the news that the people in Qujing departed last night, and it is estimated that they will arrive near Songcheng as soon as this morning.”

   Leng Sa asked, "Are there any information about those people?"

  Xia Wei'an nodded and said, "There are some, but not all." After all, not everyone has a name or a surname to be traced, or some people are simply too unfamiliar and difficult to check.

  Leng Sa also leaned over to read it, and after Fu Fengcheng finished reading it, he took the message and put it in his jacket bag.

   stood up and patted the grass clippings on her body, and asked Leng Sa, “Your news to the outside world is that Shao Fu is still in Songcheng County, isn’t it?”

Xia Wei'an nodded and said, "Yes, the county government compound in the center of the city is not damaged. The outer courtyard is used to house the injured brother. The inner courtyard is completely closed. It is said that the young and old will heal inside." There are also many soldiers and horses guards, and several doctors. Even they and even a few generals will go there from time to time.

   said coldly: "That's easy. I'll take people back to the city to take a look, you should be careful."

   Fu Fengcheng also stood up and whispered, "Be careful."

  Leng Sa waved to him and said that he would be fine, then raised his hand and blew a few whistles.

  After a while, Zhou Yan and Jiang Zhan walked out with a group of people, along with Fu Yucheng and Jiang Yu.

   "Instructor!" Both Zhou Yan and Jiang Zhan were really trained in coldness, and they did learn a lot from her. On many occasions they would still call her instructor, especially now that Master Leng clearly wanted them to perform the task, the two could not help but shout in unison.

  Leng Sa glanced at Jiang Yu, "Young Shao Jiang, what are you doing with you?"

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "The warlord asked me to follow Madam Young to Jiazhou, isn't it just for me to provide information to Madam Young? You can't stay here all day to count the ants, right?" For someone like Jiang Shao, The military camp is a very boring place.

  Leng Sa glanced at him, said a few names and asked, "Do you know these people?"

   Jiang Yu smiled and said: "What a coincidence, I really know some."

   "..." Jiang Shao is also very secretive.

  Leng Sa quickly took the people away, and Fu Fengcheng stood there and looked at the back of the group of people completely disappeared before turning back.

  Xia Wei'an followed him and whispered, "Young Master, Mrs. Young is agile, nothing will happen."

  Fu Fengcheng glanced at him without speaking. How can a single dog understand the worries between husband and wife about each other? Qu Jing, Ren Nanyan...

   "Ren Nanyan's disease, shouldn't it be the same?"

  Speaking of this, Xia Weian was also a little confused, "Although Ren Nanyan can live for two more years if he is well-conditioned, but it doesn’t look like he can be well-conditioned, how can this old guy live so much?"

  Fu Fengcheng said lightly: "I have a deep obsession, I'm holding a sigh of relief."

  Xia Wei'an wondered, "What is his obsession?" In Xia Wei'an's view, Ren Nanyan can abandon people like his father, brother and wife who don't care about anything. What else can become his obsession?

  If you don’t look at his murder of his father and brother, his wife’s dispersal, and the mess with Zhang Zuo, his second half of his life can be regarded as complete, so what is not satisfied? Is it possible that you want to be emperor?

   Fu Fengcheng glanced at Xia Weian and said, "What you give is not proportional to what you get, so naturally there will be obsessions."

Xia Wei'an was a little startled, "The youngest man meant that he cruelly murdered his father and killed his brothers and then caused his wife to disperse because of his ambitions, but he feels that what he has gained over the years is far less than what he has given?" But, who told him If he kills his father and kills his brother, he will surely be able to rise to the top? Does he think this is doing business?

  Fu Fengcheng said: "He has a terminal illness, and will live in a few years."

   Xia Wei'an said, "He feels he has been punished?"

Fu Dashao said, "He feels that the ways of heaven are unfair. People who are incapable can easily occupy the upper ranks. He clearly has the latitude and longitude in mind, but he can only teach in the school for more than ten years. End."

  "..." sounds really miserable.

Xia Wei'an didn't ask the person who didn't have the ability but was casually successful, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Young Master, how do you... know so clearly?" It was the young and old who heard someone complaining with their own ears.

  Young Master Fu did not speak, but looked at Adjutant Xia meaningfully and turned away.

  In the dilapidated county town, even though it has been cold for many days, there is still a faint smell of decay after being invaded by water.

  This kind of county town is not as big as a big city, and most of them are old-fashioned wooden houses. The survival of houses near the county is obviously higher than other places, because this area is the most lively and prosperous place in the entire county, and it is also the residence of the rich.

  Leng Sa was standing on the second floor diagonally opposite the county hall, looking out the opposite gate from the small narrow window.

  Behind her, Jiang Yu held a list in his hand and read: Hou Zidong, thirty-eight years old, a native of Rong County, Yanzhou. Eighteen years ago, he was at large after killing five neighbors and his family. Fifteen years ago, he joined the famous cottage in the northwest and became the third boss. Two months later, he killed the second boss and the big boss and became his boss. Fourteen years ago, Bold and presumptuously grabbed a batch of goods from the Long Family. After being encircled and suppressed by the Long Family, Marshal Long, who was only sixteen years old at the time, was blinded in one eye, and his whereabouts were unknown. He appeared in the capital six years ago, suspected to have killed a young and Zhuang elite that the military was very optimistic about at the time, and never appeared again. Oh, by the way, if the hapless guy who was killed by him didn't die, now it's hard to say who is higher and who is lower between Qu Jing and him. "

Leng Sa turned her head in surprise, "I thought you were only interested in the gossip of the girls in Yongcheng?" There was not so much on the piece of paper she gave to Jiang Yu, at most there was only one name, about age and what's there. Features nothing more.

  Jiang Shaoneng said so, not only that he really has a lot of information, but also that he never forgets.

   Jiang Yu flicked the paper path in his hand with disgust, "I like to be curious about anecdotes, and it is inevitable to collect more."

   "Is this an anecdote?"

Jiang Yu said, "It’s not uncommon to be able to escape from the Long Family, kill a promising elite in the capital and retreat all over the body? By the way, for more than a year, Nan Yan and Qu Jing did not let anyone come to Yongcheng to kill you and Fu. I’m surprised if it’s less. They don’t have no one in their hands."

  Leng Sa disagreed, "How do you know they didn't? Besides..." Leng Sa smiled in his heart, Master Leng had killed more elites than he had ever seen in his life.

   "Besides what?" Jiang Yu asked.

   said coldly, "It's nothing, someone is coming." Looking outside again, on the bustling pedestrian street, a thin and thin old man walked tremblingly.

  The old man just walked to the gate of the county hall and suddenly bent down and coughed violently. The guards at the gate ignored him. The old man suddenly shivered and fell to the ground, frightened that the pedestrians could not help but scattered, but soon came around again, "What's wrong?"

   "Is it sick? What should I do? Where can I find the doctor now?"

   "Old man? How are you? What's wrong with you?"

  Someone suddenly remembered, "I heard that the wounded are placed here. Is there a doctor in it?"

   "Call someone out to save someone."

  There was a scene in front of the gate, and the guards in front of the gate naturally couldn't leave people dying.

   Soon he stepped forward and carried the old man under the eaves on the side of the street, and a doctor came out hurriedly to check the old man’s condition.

   Leng Sa did not pay attention to the situation in front of the door any more, but threw the telescope in his hand in another direction, with a faint smile on his lips, "Here."

  (End of this chapter)