Chapter 111: Rising rice and fighting rice are enemies

Style: Girl Author: Yuanmu QinggeWords: 1608Update Time: 24/01/11 21:14:42
Zhang Linggu's free clinic ended in vain, and he returned to the Gu family's tent dejectedly. Unsurprisingly, he saw Gu Jingzhi's disdainful face, "The prisoners are rushing to see you, Zhang Linggu?"

Zhang Linggu could only say harshly: "The guards won't let me diagnose the disease, what can I do?"

Suddenly he had an idea and had evil intentions, "Gu Jingzhi, if you are really capable and find a way to get them to come to me for treatment, I will obey you."

"Hmph! Do you still need to think of a way? You are so stupid. Ji Kuo didn't buy any medicine in Jianping City. His pills will be sold out soon, and the patients will naturally come to you!" Gu Jingzhi said disdainfully, "Let them Coming to you and begging for treatment is not much better than rushing to you!"

Caiwei added: "A liter of rice nourishes a benefactor, and a bucket of rice nourishes an enemy. When someone is in trouble, they will be grateful for a little help. If you rush to help others, they will become dependent and take it for granted. Once you stop helping, It will make them jealous.”

Zhang Linggu felt very depressed when he saw their master and servant singing in harmony. He snatched the ceramic jar from Caiwei's hand and walked out of the tent angrily.

Caiwei told Gu Jingzhi what she had just seen, and said worriedly: "Second Master, the condition of the prisoners is quite serious. Many of them are breathing heavily and have no lungs. They probably have bronchitis. If we don't take action, I'm afraid someone will It will be life-threatening.”

Gu Jingzhi was silent for a while, and then said: "You said that it is right to benevolent and grudged. You should not give favors easily. I only trust those who have sold themselves to me."

Thinking that Pingshun, who had grown up with him since childhood, could betray him and kill him, he sighed. He might not be able to completely trust someone who has a contract to sell himself, let alone someone who has nothing to do with him. This further strengthened his determination not to rescue him at this time.

Things were just as Gu Jingzhi expected. Ji Kuo's pills were quickly sold out. The number of people suffering from colds was rising sharply, and the condition was becoming more serious. Two people had even fainted.

"Help! Lord Ji, my father is dying. Please help me quickly!" It was the son of the family who exchanged a gold and jade bracelet for five pills.

Ji Kuo was worried in the tent. Six of his brothers were seriously ill, and four more had begun to cough. He only kept a bottle of medicine, and he didn't know how long he could survive.

Hearing the crying outside, he put on his cloak and walked out of the tent, shouting: "Why are you crying? Why don't you let me sleep!"

The visitor knelt down on the ground with a plop, tugged at his trousers, and begged: "Sir, my father is dying. Please show mercy and give us a few more pills!"

Ji Kuo raised his foot and kicked him far away, "Go away, there is no medicine in the sky, and no medicine grows on the ground. Where can I find medicine? I will die of illness."

Several of his subordinates rushed out, brandished whips and beat the man until he howled like a ghost, then limped away while holding the sore spot.

After beating one away, Ji Kuo returned to the tent and just sat on the bed made of branches, intending to fall asleep when another cry came from outside, "Sir! Help! My mother is going to run out of breath, mother, woo woo." Woo! Sir, help me!"

"Damn it, we just kicked out a dead father, and here comes a dead mother, you bunch of condemned criminals are still going to let me live!" Ji Kuo cursed and walked out again.

A thin girl was kneeling at the door of the tent. She was a woman after all. Ji Kuo didn't kick her. A guard behind him walked up to the girl with a smile and said with a leering look: "Girl, I have medicine, but you have to take your most precious medicine." Something to exchange for." He stared at the girl's chest and licked his lips.

The girl didn't dare to look at the explanation, she just kowtowed to Ji Kuo, "Sir, please, please save my mother!"

It was not uncommon for Jie Chai to molest, humiliate, or even rape female prisoners during their exile. Some female prisoners would even sacrifice themselves in exchange for food and kindness and care along the way.

Although Ji Kuo is a Shangguan, he can't ruin the good things of his brothers. This damn job doesn't make much money. If he doesn't let his brothers live happily ever after, he won't lose money. He ignored the girl's words and carried on his back. He started walking back to the tent.

Jie Chai squatted down and grabbed the girl's hand, squeezed it, and said with a lewd smile: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, ladies from noble families are different. These little hands are so soft, and this little look is so exciting. I'm so rare for you, sir." ”

The girl was ashamed and scared. She twitched her hand twice but it didn't twitch. She cried and begged, "Master, my mother is very sick. Please give me ten pills."

"Ten pills? You are too loud! Little sister, let's do this. The official will give you five pills, and you will stay with him for three nights. How about that?" Jie Chai only has two pills in his hand, so Ji Kuo should give them to him. They used it for emergencies, but they just tricked the girl into playing with him first. Even if she was betrayed, if she didn't give her medicine, how could she get away with it by herself? !

This girl was originally a noble lady who grew up in an official family. She relied on her thin clothes to endure the severe cold and had to walk fifty miles every day without enough food. It was really miserable.

Suffering and being tired is nothing, and she can still endure being deprived of her freedom, but now she has to lose her dignity for five pills, and she can't bear it no matter what.

The girl was no longer shy or fearful. Her face was ashen. She stood up, twitched her hands hard, turned around and ran away. She was not annoyed when she was relieved. She smiled and shouted: "Little sister, think about it! Master!" Waiting for you!" The little girl is thin-skinned, and as long as she still wants to save her mother, she is not afraid of her not giving in.