Yang Xiu watched the young master take out a delicate small porcelain bottle from his arms and asked doubtfully: "Master, what kind of medicine do you have?"
"This is Yunnan Baiyao, which can activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis to treat bruises and injuries."
Zhou Yi first opened the bottle cap and found that there was a red safety pin stuck on the bottle cap. Without thinking, Zhou Yi ate the red safety nut into his stomach first, and then handed the porcelain bottle to Yang Xiu's hand.
Yang Xiugang took the bottle of Yunnan Baiyao from Zhou Yi and felt strange in his heart. "No, I personally changed the young master's clothes for the past two days. Where did the young master get this bottle of golden sore medicine?"
Perhaps seeing Yang Xiu's doubts, Zhou Yi quickly explained: "Yang Xiu, have you forgotten that your young master and I also did a lot of good things for the people when I was the governor of the state?"
"This Yunnan Baiyao was secretly sent to me by the common people, but before I could ask you to apply it on me, I fainted."
After hearing this explanation, Yang Xiu felt relieved about the bottle of Yunnan Baiyao in his hand.
He also secretly sighed in his heart: "Sure enough, young master, being a good person is rewarded. As soon as he took office, he did not collude with those corrupt officials. This Yunnan Baiyao can be regarded as a reward for being a good person and a good official!"
Yang Xiu quickly drove the bullock cart to one side of the road, found a place to stop, and then carefully removed the gauze on Zhou Yi's buttocks.
Zhou Yi's buttocks were covered in bruises and bruises, and there was no good flesh on either half of the buttocks. The worst part was even black and pus-filled.
What Zhou Yi didn't know was that even when Ye Guangming had framed Zhou Yi's body, he had already arranged for the government servants to give him 50 big blows.
This 50-foot-tall rigid body, not to mention the incompetent scholar Zhou Yi's predecessor, would kill even an eight-foot-tall strong man in the army.
Of course, Ye Guangming still asked the yamen to spare some hands, and did not let Zhou Yi die on the spot. He still let Zhou Yi suffer severe pain for several days before finally dying.
Zhou Yi, who graduated from 985 Academy on Earth, also happened to travel through time at this time.
Yang Xiu looked at the shocking injuries on his young master's buttocks and couldn't help but shed tears again. He was still yelling and cursing: "Those goddamned dog officials are colluding to squeeze out the good and put you, young master..."
Zhou Yi also heard Yang Xiu's choked words and comforted him: "Yang Xiu, please stop crying. Master, it's very indecent for me to lie here with my butt naked. Please hurry up and give me medicine!"
Following the young master's instructions, Yang Xiu immediately took out a clean towel from the package, first cleaned the pus on Zhou Yi's butt, and then carefully gave Zhou Yi Yunnan Baiyao.
When the medicinal powder was first sprinkled on Zhou Yi's butt, Zhou Yi felt as if chili pepper and cumin were sprinkled on his wound.
But after a while, Zhou Yi felt as if a breeze was blowing through his wound, and it started to feel cold and comfortable.
With the help of this icy cold feeling, the weak Zhou Yi fell into a deep sleep unintentionally.
When Zhou Yi woke up again, he found that Yang Xiu had brought him to a country house.
The sound of Yang Xiu and the old man staying overnight woke Zhou Yi up.
There are only two people in this family, one old and one young. The old man is over 60 years old, but the old man who works hard day and night looks like he is 70 or 80 years old.
But the little boy in the family is only seven or eight years old.
The little boy was extremely thin, his arms were only as thick as a small bamboo stem, and his face had an unhealthy yellow color.
Zhou Yi, who has lived in a peaceful, happy and prosperous country since childhood, truly understood for the first time what it means to have a sallow complexion and thin skin.
When the little boy saw Zhou Yi wake up in the oxcart, he was so frightened that he ran behind his grandfather, holding his grandfather's trouser legs and looking at Zhou Yi warily.
"Old man, we are not bad people."
"I am the magistrate of Pingliang County, and I am about to go to Pingliang County to take up my post. It's getting late now, and I hope I can stay with you for one night."
Perhaps seeing Zhou Yi's pitiful appearance, he felt very pitiful. The soft-hearted old man hesitated and said, "Young man, Old Man Ding, I'm the one who said something ugly in front of you. It's okay to stay overnight, but I don't care about your food, old man."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly and said hurriedly: "Of course, we just want a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Father, we can't thank you enough for taking us in."
When the old man heard Zhou Yi discussing with him so politely, he pointed to a house on the left side of his house and said, "This is the room where my son once lived. Then you two can stay here tonight!"
When the old man Ding in front of him mentioned his son, his tone was obviously a little lonely.
Zhou Yi guessed that 80% of the son of old man Ding had been in trouble.
As for the reason, the four battles on this frontier were nothing more than a military disaster.
"Thank you for taking me in. Yang Xiu, please come here and get some food from the car to share with me." Zhou Yi ordered.
Yang Xiu, a monk who was only two feet tall, was confused. He had all the dry food on his body, so why did his young master let him go to the bullock cart to get the food?
"Could it be that the young master wants to ask me to give more black chestnut cakes to this family after I get closer?"
"The young master is so kind-hearted. We don't have much dry food and money ourselves, but he still thinks about poor people. Such kindness is even more like a Bodhisattva than a Bodhisattva!"
Just when Yang Xiu stepped forward and was about to obey the young master's instructions and bring some cakes to this family, he didn't expect that Zhou Yi didn't mention the black chestnut cake at all.
Yang Xiu saw his young master put his hand into the straw on the oxcart and pulled out a small bag of things.
Zhou Yi reached out and handed the bag of things to Yang Xiu and said, "Give this food to my father-in-law as a thank you gift to his grandfather and grandson for taking us in."
Yang Xiu was very surprised when Zhou Yi took out this bag of stuff from the haystack. When he opened the bag and took a look, he was even more surprised.
"Rice, this is actually rice!"
The white flowers are as white as snow, and it looks like the kind of polished rice that only wealthy nobles can afford!
Yang Xiu had only had the opportunity to taste this polished rice during the days when his young master was named on the gold list.
"Master...this...this, do you really want to give these rice to them?"
Zhou Yi nodded lightly: "Go ahead, it's just some rice, don't care too much!"
Yang Xiu glanced at the polished rice in his hand, and then at the young master's determined eyes. He could only walk helplessly towards the grandfather and grandson with the rice bag in his hand.
"Old man, this is a thank you gift from my young master, Zhou Yi, the magistrate of Pingliang County, for taking us in."
