Chapter 118: Wei Min’s speculation

Style: Historical Author: Orange cat girlWords: 1999Update Time: 24/01/12 16:50:15
"Hahaha, Boyan, Zhongkang, why are your faces so red?" Wei Cheng burst out laughing as he walked out of the tavern.

Brothers Xu Ding and Xu Chu covered their foreheads in embarrassment. The old man just told a story without adding any detail, which made the two parties unable to listen. It was so shameful.

Xu Ding didn't jump off the city at all. He had been protecting Wei Cheng. Xu Chu did go down, but he only killed two thieves. How could he rush into the enemy with a dragon-slaying knife and start killing? It's nothing.

However, the old storyteller described the two brothers as if they were gods descending to earth. One stroke of the sword would directly fly away a dozen heads, or one slash of the knife would leave a deep ravine on the ground... In the end, The two of them really couldn't stand listening. If Wei Cheng hadn't pulled them away, the two brothers would have gone to the old man to settle the score.

Xu Ding asked in confusion: "Why didn't Young Master let me stop him? Are you just letting him continue to criticize you like this?" Wei Cheng heard this, waved his hands with a smile, and explained: "It's not groundless, it's just a little bit of rhetoric. It's a bit exaggerated, but I think what he said is quite interesting. Look at those people, aren't they listening with great interest?"

"But..." Xu Ding wanted to say something else. Wei Cheng interrupted him directly and said: "Bo Yan, I know you don't want to be arranged by others, but think about it from another angle. This old gentleman is just trying to make a living. He has done nothing wrong. Moreover, after he said this He said, let everyone know more about us and have a little more respect. When we do things in the future, we may be able to get twice the result with half the effort. If the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, let him do it." Xu Ding frowned and thought, that's right. .

Even though I'm obviously not that powerful, I still feel a little bit uncomfortable when I suddenly hear someone exaggerating myself like a god.

Next to him, Xu Chu frowned slightly. Wei Qing asked curiously: "What, what does Zhong Kang think?" Xu Chu scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Sir, I don't mind being arranged. But, that old man is so stingy, why did he emphasize it? Xu Gongming and Zhang Yide, but not me... Uh, don't get me wrong, young master, I am, that, I don't want to be famous." Wei Qing was startled when he heard this, and then said with a smile: "I know what you want, you just want to You are obviously no worse than Xu Huang and Zhang Fei, so why do people only talk about the heroic deeds of Xu Huang and Zhang Fei and not yours alone, right?" Xu Chu nodded awkwardly.

This person is like this. It's like three people doing charity work together. When the news report came out, there was only footage of one of them, and the other two people just wrote their names or mentioned them. Then after they saw it, they must have been in their hearts. Not happy.

It's best if all three people appear on the scene, otherwise there will be no three people. Otherwise, someone will always feel uncomfortable.

Wei Teng just smiled and didn't think there was anything wrong with Xu Chu's thinking. Humans would really become saints if they didn't care about these things.

The three returned to their residence. As soon as he entered the door, the steward stepped forward and said, "Second Master, the Second Master is back." Wei Cheng's expression changed, he nodded, and said, "I understand, lead the way." Wei Min had been cooperating with the county to defend the city, and Mrs. Guo The Baibo Army under his leadership had more than 100,000 people, and these people were scattered across Hedong to attack and plunder cities. Now that the leader, Mrs. Guo, is dead, some of these people will inevitably jump out to fight for power.

And the person who has been hiding behind Mrs. Guo is probably about to show up. This time Wei Min came back from the county government. It should be that the Baibo army on the county government side received that person's instruction and retreated. Otherwise, Wei Min would not have left the county government and returned at this time.

The three of them followed the steward to a courtyard and saw Le Jin and Fei Yao when they walked in the door. When the two saw Wei Cheng, they hurriedly bowed and said, "I've met the young master." Wei Cheng stepped forward and helped the two of them up. He had sent them to deliver a message to Wei Min before, but they had never returned from the county mansion.

"Thank you for your hard work, where is my second uncle?" At this time, Wei Min in the main room said: "Is it Cheng'er? Come in quickly." Wei Cheng raised his eyebrows, and Wei Min's voice was a little weak, and he sounded out of breath. look like.

Le Jin and Fei Yao blamed themselves: "Sir, it was me and I who failed to protect them, please punish me." Wei Cheng frowned slightly, patted their shoulders, and walked towards the main room.

As soon as he got closer, he smelled a strong smell of herbs. Wei Cheng looked up and saw two maids changing Wei Min's gauze.

"Second uncle." Wei Cheng stepped forward to check the injury. When Wei Min saw him coming in, he smiled and said: "It's okay, I was accidentally slashed. I don't blame Wen Qian (Le Jin) and Brother Fei. They charged into the battle to protect me. If it hadn't been for them Risking my life to save me, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back." Wei Cheng nodded. Wei Min's wound was on his chest. The wound, which was about ten centimeters long, was covered with a thick layer of plaster. Wei Cheng dug it with his hands. After a little sniff, he frowned and said, "This hemostatic ointment is of average effectiveness. You go find the madam and get a bottle of hemostatic powder." When the two maids heard this, one of them bowed respectfully and hurried away.

Wei Cheng said to the other: "Go to the kitchen and boil a pot of hot water, and bring a set of needle and thread. The finer the needles, the better." Wei Ming asked curiously: "What does Cheng'er want needle and thread for?" Wei Cheng pointed at him. Regarding the stab wound on his chest, he said bluntly: "Let my second uncle do a small operation and sew it up."

"Seat?" Wei Min's expression changed drastically, and he felt even worse than being stabbed again. Xu Ding, Xu Chu, Le Jin and Fei Yao, who followed, also turned pale. They looked at the wounds of Wei Cheng and Wei Min in horror.

Wei Teng didn't bother to explain, so he just asked, "Second uncle, don't you believe me?" Wei Ming swallowed hard, and he nodded and said, "Of course, second uncle believes in you." Wei Teng was mysterious. He smiled coquettishly, and then asked curiously: "Second uncle, how is the fighting situation at the county government?" Hearing this, Wei Min became interested and was about to speak, but maybe he moved a little too much and hurt the wound. He gasped.

Wei Cheng hurriedly stabilized him, turned around and said to Le Jin: "Wen Qian, you tell me." Wei Min put his hand on Wei Cheng's arm and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, let me speak. I happen to have a Guess, Cheng'er will help me analyze it." As he said that, he took a piece of silk cloth from the low table nearby and handed it to Wei Cheng.

Wei Cheng took the silk cloth and found a painting on the silk cloth, a painting woven with grass leaves and wheat ears.

"This is?" Wei Min frowned and said, "This was found from an enemy general. Does Cheng'er know what this is?" Wei Cheng recalled it and said uncertainly: "It seems to be a local skill. I forgot what the specific name is, it seems to be wheat straw painting, right?" Wei Min's eyes lit up, he nodded happily and said: "Yes, it's called wheat straw painting, this is a unique skill of Runan County." Wei Cheng was stunned, He muttered: "Runan County?" Wei Min narrowed his eyes and said seriously: "Yes, Runan County. Most of the main forces mixed in the Baibo Army are from Runan County. Cheng'er, you should understand what this means, right?" ." Wei Cheng looked at the silk cloth in his hand and nodded thoughtfully: "Runan, Yuan family.".