Chapter 68: A Few Words that Explain a Childlike Innocence
Seeing a round thing fall out, Jia Baoyu's footsteps stopped and subconsciously looked at it.
When he saw a half-charred head “lying upwards” on the ground. In the broken neck full of grimy blood and carrion, a milky trachea was sticking out, gently swaying with the cold wind in early spring, as if waving to him!
Jia Baoyu's eyes immediately straightened, his gasp murmured a few times, and fell backward like a wooden stake. Behind him was the stone step, if he falls hard, he could even knock his brains out!
Fortunately, when Sun Shaozong saw the head fall to the ground, he knew it was bad. He hurried to the front and grabbed Jia Baoyu, which didn't made him fall into a bloody scene.
As soon as Jia Baoyu was helped up, he heard the muffled sound had turned into a disorderly biting sound. Sun Shaozong immediately tore off the sachet around his waist, pinched his mouth open, and forcibly stuffed the sachet in.
First, it was to prevent Jia Baoyu from biting his tongue, and second, the sachet was filled with refreshing traditional Chinese medicine, which was right for his symptoms at this time.
When he determined that Jia Baoyu would not be in danger for the time being, Sun Shaozong turned back and scolded, "What are you guys still standing there?! Hurry up and gather the body, and put it properly in the coffin!"
Several Yamen guards, like being pardoned, hurriedly picked up the head and stuffed it back into the quilt, carefully raised the board, and hurried down the steps.
At this time, Jia Lian finally dared to get close, watching Baoyu's limbs twitch and his eyes turn white. He immediately stamped his feet and shouted, "Baoyu?! Baoyu?! We told you not to show off, but you have to... Baoyu! At least open your eyes and answer me!"
After shouting for a while, he found that Sun Shaozong had been rubbing Baoyu's chest and philtrum, and couldn't help wondering, "Erlang, do you know medical skills?"
Of course, it couldn’t be considered a medical skill, but Sun Shaozong has been a criminal policeman for more than ten years, and he still knows some first-aid methods.
Not long after, he saw Jia Baoyu slowly turn awake under his rubbing, looking around blankly, but there was no slightest focus in his eyes.
Sun Shaozong hurriedly pulled the sachet out of his mouth, raised three fingers, and asked, "Tell me what number is this?!" ViiSiit novelbi/n(.)c/(o)m for latest novels
Baoyu stared at his fingers, stunned for a while, and his eyes gradually flashed some look. Weakly, he said, "Number three... Three fingers."
As long as one understands what was regarded as important to them, a stubborn donkey can also be fooled into a pug!
—Dividing Line—
He had sent Jia Baoyu, who constantly addressed him as “Second Brother Sun,” and seeing that it was getting late, Sun Shaozong hurried his horse back to his mansion.
When he was arriving near the Sun's Mansion, he saw a dozen servants waiting at the door. Seeing him ride back, they all shouted with joy, "The Second Master is back!"
"The Second Master came back in his bullfighting suit!"
"Second Master..."
Another person picked up a firecracker with a pole and set it off, crackling in the middle of the street. Looking at the long, endless string, he didn’t know how many firecrackers were connected in one place.
This was not a surprise expectation of Sun Shaozong, as the "bullfighting suit" could not be granted easily in a year. It was an exception to give him, a six-grade Assistant Prefectural Magistrate this time. With his big brother's temperament, it will be strange if he didn’t celebrate it for once.
When he got off the horse, another batch of servants came forward to congratulate him.
Sun Shaozong only chose the dignified one to respond a little, and then went straight into the mansion.
As soon as he crossed the threshold, he heard a burst of laughter from inside. He then saw Sun Shaozu happily welcome him, took him in his arms, patted his back, and said proudly, "My good brother, you have made me proud today!"
With that, he took two steps back, looked up and down at Sun Shaozong for a while, and said, "It's really the saying, “Clothes make the man. The Buddha by Gold.” When the task of the three-grade commander is completed, I can also get such a suit to wear!"
His words reminded Sun Shaozong of his worries.
To up his rank recently, his big brother has become a fortune god spreading money all over the street. The money usage that Sun Shaozong knows costs no less than 30,000 or 40,000 silver taels!
But he’s just a broken settlement that had just been granted the rank of nobility halfway. Where did he get these many family properties?!