Chapter 229

Yan San's injury this time was not as serious as that last time, but he was poisoned by many messy poisons. Although Ling Qingyu's blood protected his heart, it was not easy to pull out those poisons one by one.

Stonework gently put down his hand and said, "I'm not good at poison, so I can only suppress it first." After exiting the cabin, Shi Fang looked at the sky and sighed secretly. It was really impossible. He had to beg that person. Someone like Yan San should be able to do it.

"Yan San, wake up." Reaching out and fiddling with his hair, Ling Qingyu crawled over the head of the bed and whispered, "I regret it. I shouldn't promise you that I won't die in front of you. Yan San, I don't want you to die in front of me. You are so strong that you must be more tolerant than me." It was too painful. Looking at his breath weakening, thinking that his eyes might never open again, just thinking about it made her heartache.

"Suffer... Don't... Live..." a low whisper overflowed from Yan San's mouth. Ling Qingyu hurried closer and said, "Yan San, are you awake?"

Yan San's eyes slowly opened, his fingers hooked, Ling Qingyu grabbed his hand, and tears fell involuntarily.

"You are... I... Just... Strong..." Yan San's voice was weak, word by word.

"Me too." Ling Qingyu cried and laughed, then gently kissed his dry lips and said, "Yan San, don't scare me again in the future."

After Yan San woke up, Shi Fang announced that his life was pulled back from the ghost gate, but this time I'm afraid it won't be so soon. Lingqingyu only heard that life pulled back, so she couldn't close her mouth with a smile. Only then did she have the mood to see the other two life-saving benefactors.

Cheng Jia's waist was bulging with bandages, and Wang xuanzhi, who came to Cheng Jia to flee the door, also had a lot of fat on his thigh. Ling Qingyu couldn't help asking, "who did you bandage? It's too unprofessional?"

Cheng Jia and Wang xuanzhi looked at the book case.

"Aren't there medical children? Why don't you let them see?" Lingqingyu asked again.

They looked at the book case again.

"Haven't they come? Where's the stone? Haven't they come? I'll scold them now!" Lingqingyu got up angrily and said.

"No, no, those in charge have all come, have come." The bookcase is busy.

"Then why did you wrap it?" Ling Qingyu asked puzzled, your level is too smelly!

"That's not true. There are too many wounded people on the ship. I'm afraid they can't be busy?" The way of the book case. In fact, he felt the faint hostility of the people on board, which was different from Zhang Tongling's desperate battle. Although they also helped, they really looked like fishing in troubled waters, not to mention the backwater of the Wang family, which was better now. When Yan San was seriously injured and didn't wake up, he could feel the stinging eyes behind him, but he couldn't say this to the masters.

"Su mu, go to find Shi Fang to get medicine and bandages." Ling Qingyu called, Su Mu answered, and ran down quickly.

"What are you doing?" Wang xuanzhi looked at her suspiciously.

"My dressing technique is the best. Of course, you can also choose to continue to have this wooden head and continue to wrap yourself into zongzi." Ling Qingyu raised his chin and said to Wang xuanzhi.

Untie the messy bandage on the bookcase and see a hole in Cheng Jia's white and delicate waist. Ling Qingyu's hand still gave a slight meal, and then calmly applied medicine and bandaged his face. At the same time, he said, "I have something to tell you."

Cheng Jia looked at her and said with a smile, "what's the matter?"

"What we are going to now is neither Ma Yi nor Jiaozhi," he raised his eyes and saw that Cheng Jia was not different. He bowed his head and continued to bandage. Ling Qingyu said, "we are going to my territory outside fan."

Cheng Jia clearly smiled, looked at Wang Xuan and said, "we will keep it a secret."

"Your injury can't be healed at once. The emperor is that you only need to take spices back, or do you need to take your credentials back?" Lingqingyu asked.

"The emperor only wants spices," Cheng Jia said with a faint smile, "the political affairs hall wants credentials. However, our envoy was attacked by Xie Jiahai's ship this time, and the members of the mission were completely lost. It's unknown whether we can go to those foreign countries."

"Okay." Wrap the bandage around Cheng Jia's back and tie a knot. Ling Qingyu patted him on the back waist, and then turned around and began to untie the bandage for Wang xuanzhi.

Wang xuanzhi's injury was on his thigh, and Ling Qingyu's fingers scratched on the inner side of that thigh, which made one of Wang xuanzhi's ears red and said, "we will definitely go to the court when we go back."

"Spices are easy to handle," Ling Qingyu said, scattering the powder on the wound. "In fact, the credentials are also easy to handle. The problem is, how can you round this thing?"

"Credentials are easy to handle?" Cheng Jia raised her eyebrows and said.

"I have some friendship with them. As long as I send those things on the ship, not to mention the credentials, his wife can give them to you." Ling Qingyu laughed. It's just that you were originally scheduled to travel inland, but now there's nothing you can do.

"They listen to you?" Wang xuanzhi asked, lowering his eyes.

"I don't have that much skill. It's just profit driven. Everyone takes what they need." Ling Qingyu wrapped him up again and laughed.

After both of them wrapped up, Ling Qingyu said with a smile, "Yan San has woken up. Why don't you move down here." Anyway, both of them are to save her, and she is still very grateful. Adding a bed in the captain's room below is good for stone treatment.

"OK, we'll go down by ourselves later." Cheng Jia laughed.

"Then I want them to tidy up the bottom." Ling Qingyu got up with a smile and pushed the door out.

"Bookcase, tell everyone that if a word of what you see in the future is spread, I, Cheng Jia, will take his life." Cheng Jia sank his voice and said.

The bookcase felt a chill in his heart, knelt down and answered, and then dodged out of the door.

auzw. Com "how?" Wang xuanzhi was puzzled and asked.

"Xuan Zhi, if I'm not wrong, most of the sailors on this ship are soldiers, and they are soldiers who retired from Heishui pass." Cheng Jia lowered his eyes and said, "her stronghold outside fanwai will definitely not be simple. Even, the Ling family can control the source of spices in the whole Nanyang."

Wang xuanzhi widened his eyes and lost his voice.

"If anything here is sent back to Da Zhou, Xuan Zhi, it will be her death." Cheng Jia's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"Really? But even so, she didn't..." Wang xuanzhi stopped his voice, and she didn't kill them all, and she didn't fight when her boys didn't fight.

"There are not a few people on this ship who want to uproot us, but no one is willing to go against her will." Cheng Jia said with a wry smile.

"If she wants to take my life, I'll give it to her." Wang xuanzhi said calmly.

"Xuan Zhi, think about it carefully. What should I do when I go back?" Cheng Jia looked out of the window and whispered. If the Ling family is so powerful and makes friends with Yang Zhao, he doesn't know what to do.

Cheng Jia sketched the village that Ling Qingyu said many times on the ship, including Island version, port version and villa version, but even if he let go of his imagination, he didn't expect it to be like this.

Golden yellow everywhere, rolling and endless. Various plants are planted between the ridges, including pepper, pepper, tomato and so on. The people who work in the fields, whether local people or people in Dazhou, look happy and excited.

A group of children came running in the distance, shouting, "the head of the family, the head of the family is back!"

"Be careful, be careful." Ling Qingyu held Yan San and shouted to the children, "don't fall!"

The people here were still blocked on the dock, and the horn sounded on the sea.

"It's the Shura and the Luocha." A farmer nearby shouted.

Ling Qingyu held Yan San to one side and looked at the boat. Before it stopped, she jumped off the boat and swam directly over.

"The weather is not hot enough for you to swim?" Looking at the people running over, Ling Qingyu laughed.

"Are you okay?" Yan Qi resisted the idea of touching her cheek and turned to see Yan San who was half leaning on Ling Qingyu. His expression was suddenly cold and said, "have you been attacked again?"

"Xie family again? Don't you give up?" Fang nianyuan, who then caught up, angrily said.

"Brothers, return to the ship!" Yan Hongdao, another thousand people under Fang nianyuan. A group of people behind shouted and were ready to turn around.

"Slow down, slow down! Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! It's all gone!" Ling Qingyu shouted quickly.

"How did he do this?" Yan Qi asked shadow thirteen quietly.

"Eighteen ghosts in southern Xinjiang." Shadow thirteen faint way.

Yan Qiyi was silent.

"I said, there are so many injured people here, don't you get some sedan chairs or rattan chairs?" Ling Qingyu Chuai feet Yan seven, way.

"Coming, coming!" From the ridge far away, several soft sedans carried by two people came.

Sitting on the soft sedan chair, the vision is broader. Looking at the endless field, the farmers who greeted Ling Qingyu on both sides from time to time, the children scurrying up and down the ridge of the field, the smoke curling in the distant village, and the vast group of soldiers who followed and the boxes they carried.

Cheng Jia didn't know what it was like.

After arriving at the village, Ling Qingyu asked someone to send the two people and their entourage to the yard inside, and then Yan Qi and Fang nianyuan dragged them away.

Cheng Jia and Wang xuanzhi sat in the soft sedan chair and watched the entourage and the farmers here busy cleaning the room. They looked at each other and saw a trace of uneasiness in each other's eyes.

"Here, here you are." A little girl was pushed by her companions into the yard and handed a large bouquet of flowers to them.

Cheng Jia took the flowers and smiled at the girl, "thank you."

"Thank you for saving the man in charge!" The children outside all ran in and bowed respectfully in two lines, saying. Then he ran away laughing.

"These wild children!" The woman who cleaned said with a smile, "don't quarrel with them, boys. You two saved the man in charge, which is our Savior."

"Then, is it your... King who is in charge?" Cheng Jia asked with some difficulty.

"Hehe, we don't have that here. Instead, we want to be our king, but the head said that all people here are equal. As long as we work hard, we will have our own harvest. People here have no way to live. They were saved by the head, gave us fields, taught us to plant, and everyone is free." The woman laughed, and then pointed to two black skinned local humanitarians: "they are the same, although they are local people, they also have this way of life because of the head of the family."

"Are you from Dazhou?" Wang xuanzhi asked.

"Before, now, we are just people from Lingjia village." The woman hugged the dried bedding and sent it to the bedroom.

Cheng Jia leaned back on the back of the chair and took some hot sunshine to shine on her. Cheng Jia closed her eyes, but she didn't feel it in front of her eyes. All the way over, she looked like she was satisfied and happy. Such a scene has never been seen, never seen in so many large areas he has traveled