"Is this Persimmon Mountain?" A young man wearing a green brocade suit and a leather hat inlaid with gold, pearls and jade stopped a middle-aged farmer in short brown clothes, with his hair tied in a cloth scarf and carrying a hoe on his shoulder and asked.
The farmer rolled his eyes, looked at the young man, and then pointed to the mountains and said, "Look at the persimmon trees all over the mountains and plains. This is not Persimmon Mountain. Where is Persimmon Mountain?"
The young man saw the farmer rolling his eyes at him and his tone was a little impatient. He immediately frowned and said, "Young master, I have never been here before. Just tell me if it's Shishan. Why are you so arrogant?"
The farmer glanced at the young man and said, "It's really baffling? You asked a question rudely, and you're not allowed to answer it rudely?"
Hearing this, the young man said: "You are a country man, why should I be 'courteous' to you, Master? Master, it is your blessing that I am willing to ask you questions. You have to be careful."
"Bah!" the farmer spat at the young man and said, "I won't eat from your house, wear your house, and depend on your house. You want me to take care of you? You haven't woken up yet?"
The young man's face darkened, and he pointed at the farmer and said, "You don't eat from my family, you don't wear my family, you don't rely on my family, but I can take you home."
After saying that, the young man took a step back, raised his right hand and said, "Someone! Hit me!"
Only then did the farmer discover that a carriage was parked not far behind the young man, and there were fifteen or six well-built servants standing in front and behind the carriage.
Suddenly five or six servants rushed up. Without saying a word, the farmer threw the hoe in the direction of the servants and ran away.
Fang Jian stood on the roadside with the third prince in hand, and saw five or six servants chasing the farmer into the small village under Shishan Mountain, and disappeared...
But soon, five or six figures suddenly rushed out of the small village, and they turned out to be the servants.
I saw the servants looking panicked, rushing out of the village and running towards this side. Behind them were more than a hundred villagers holding hoes, kitchen knives, poles, flails, and hatchets.
The young man panicked when he saw this scene. He turned around and shouted to the dozen or so servants guarding the carriage: "Protect the young lady!"
After saying that, the young man turned around and jumped on the carriage, but he did not go in. Instead, he squatted on the front of the carriage with his head in his hands and blocked the front door of the carriage.
At this time, the five or six servants had been overtaken by the villagers and were being beaten, kicked, and beaten with sticks.
The farmer from before came around with a group of villagers, pointed at the young man on the carriage and said, "That's him!"
"beat!"
Dozens of villagers rushed forward, and the servants rushed forward bravely, but they were unable to defeat the four hands with their fists. Soon the servants were knocked to the ground, and they could only hold their heads and huddled up to be beaten.
"Pull him down and beat him!" the villagers shouted, reaching out to pull the young man out of the car.
But the young man was holding on to the shaft of the car with both hands. No matter how hard the villagers tried to pull him, he couldn't pull him down, and he had to block the car door life or death.
"Do you know who I am? I am the son of Yan Xiumin, the military commander of Yanzhou Prefecture. You dare to hit me?!" the young man shouted loudly.
Rongche Xiaowei, this is the middle-level officer of the Tang Dynasty. It is the same level as the generals. The higher level is the generals of four expeditions, four towns, four peaces and four security levels.
The military commander of Yanzhou Prefecture is in charge of the entire Yanzhou Prefecture army, assisting the Yanzhou Prefect in suppressing bandits, suppressing thieves, maintaining law and order, and guarding the place.
But the villagers turned a deaf ear, and even showed no fear, and continued to beat the young man violently.
Although the young man was not dragged out of the car, he had been beaten several times and had several bruises and scars on his face.
From time to time, a weak, delicate and anxious voice came from inside the carriage: "Husband, husband, please come in quickly..."
But the young man always gritted his teeth and persisted. Hearing the sound in the carriage, he turned around without saying a word, leaving his back to everyone, and lay down in front of the carriage door, facing the carriage.
The young man was hit on the back with carrying poles, flails, hoes, and wooden sticks, and the young man also screamed in agony.
At this moment, a cold light flashed, and a villager was seen raising a hatchet to chop at the young man, but was quickly stopped by a pole.
"What are you doing?" The villager holding the pole yelled at the villager holding the hatchet.
"I'll chop him to death!" said the villager holding a hatchet.
"You are crazy. Just scare them. If you are really hacked to death, just pay with your life." Another villager said.
The villager holding the hatchet was startled when he heard this, quickly put away the hatchet and retreated.
The remaining villagers beat the young man and the servants again, and finally retreated in an orderly manner amidst shouts.
The villager who was the first to have a conflict with the young man finally left. Holding a bamboo pole in his hand, he pointed at the servants and the young man and said: "Don't bully others when you go out. Don't think you are a young man, but leave your own three acres." Divide land
, you are not even a fart. "
After saying that, the villager picked up the hoe and returned to the village carrying the bamboo pole.
When the young man saw that all the villagers had left, he sat up and shouted "Ouch" "Ouch".
With a "squeak" sound, the carriage door was pushed open from the inside out, and then a snow-white, graceful and delicate face appeared from the carriage.
"Husband." When the owner of that face saw the young man covered with injuries, he immediately exclaimed and threw himself on the young man: "Husband! You are injured!"
The young man quickly hugged the woman and said, "Madam, why did you come out? Go back quickly!"
The woman looked at the young man's injuries and said, "Come in quickly, we will go to Suxi County to find a doctor right away."
The young man smiled and said: "I'm fine. These are all skin injuries. Don't you often say that I have thick skin? Now aren't the benefits of thick skin coming?"
The woman was amused by the young man, but she quickly said: "This is not the time to joke, you have to heal."
The young man said: "Madam, have you forgotten? Isn't it completely different to go to Suxi County now? The miracle doctor I brought you to is in Shishan. Wouldn't it be better to find the miracle doctor to treat your injuries then?"
When the woman heard this, she nodded immediately and said, "Okay, then come in and ride in the car with me."
The young man shook his head and said softly: "Madam, I'm really fine. Go back to the carriage quickly. Go quickly!"
When the woman saw her husband being so insistent, her delicate eyebrows twitched slightly, and then she said helplessly: "Okay."
After saying that, the woman returned to the carriage, and the young man closed the door. Then he looked at the scarred servants below and shouted: "They are all trash! Even more than a hundred country villagers can't stop them." live!"
When the servants heard this, their faces suddenly turned bitter, and one of them shouted: "Master, there are more than a hundred people, and there are only sixteen of us."
The young man said: "When you came to my house, you all said you were a master, hum! Hurry up and go find the miracle doctor! If you delay in treating the young lady, I will skin you!"
After saying that, the young man turned around and saw Fang Jian on the roadside again. He had seen Fang Jian a long time ago, but he never paid attention to it, but now that he saw that Fang Jian was still there, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
At this sight, the young man was unhappy again. He looked at Fang Jian standing on the roadside and muttered in a low voice: "She is dressed so beautifully, she is probably a rabbit!"
"Master, this man seems to have been standing there watching the fun." Seeing the young man's unhappy look on Fang Jian, the leader of the servants on the side immediately came over and said.
"Oh?" When the young man heard this, his eyes immediately changed and he said, "You dare to see my excitement, young master! You, take two people over."
"Are you going to hit me?" The leader's eyes lit up, and he let out a breath of anger from the beating he had just taken.
The young man thought for a moment and said, "Bring him here first. Master, I want to ask him a few words."
"Yes." The leader of the servants clasped his fists and accepted the order, then called two servants and walked towards Fang Jian aggressively.
Fang Jian had just watched a lively scene and was about to go up the mountain, but unexpectedly the young man stared at him, so he stood on the roadside and refused to leave.
"Hello." The leader of the servants came to Fang Jian and asked first, "Are you a local?"
Fang Jian shook his head and smiled: "No."
The servant asked again: "So do you have relatives and friends here?"
Fang Jian shook his head again and said with a smile: "No."
The servant finally felt relieved, and then said to Fang Jian arrogantly: "Oh, no? Then come with us, my young master wants to ask you something."
Fang Jian said with some worry: "Are you sure that your young master wants to ask me a question instead of hitting me?"
"Tsk!" The servant sneered, then crossed his arms and said to Fang Jian: "Even if my young master hits you, you have to endure it obediently!"
Fang Jian looked at his appearance, coupled with the bruises and scars on his face, and said, "It's just like when you were beaten just now, right?"
The expressions of the leader of the servants and the two servants behind him suddenly changed, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
"Boy, you're asking for a beating, right?" the leader of the servants said, clenching his fists and taking a step forward to bully him.
Fang Jian hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, no, no. We are all out and about, talk nicely, talk nicely. Since your young master wants to ask me something, I'll just come over."
Seeing Fang Jian's submission, the leader of the servants softened his expression, but still said with a hint of arrogance: "Then hurry up and don't keep my young master waiting!"
"Okay." Fang Jian nodded.
After that, Fang Jian took the third prince and followed the three servants to the front of the carriage, where the young man was sitting on the carriage looking down at Fang Jian.
Fang Jian looked at the young man, lightly dusted his sleeves, then cupped his hands and said with a smile, "This young master has something to ask me?"
Looking at Fang Jian's temperament and demeanor, the young man couldn't help but frown, and then asked, "Where are you going?"
Fang Jian pointed to Shishan Mountain and said, "Go to Shishan Mountain."
"Oh?" The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you doing in Shishan Mountain?"
Fang Jian replied: "Look for a miracle doctor."
"Are you here to see the miracle doctor too?" the young man asked in surprise.
Fang Jian nodded and said, "Exactly."
The young man quickly asked: "Then do you know where the miraculous doctor lives?"
Fang Jian thought for a while and then said seriously: "In the mountains."
The young man frowned and said coldly, "Are you kidding me?"
