Chapter two hundred and ninetieth sudden confession
"You...you, how many times have my uncle told you that you are not allowed to make your own decisions and go alone. If something unexpected happens accidentally, what should I... do if you ask my uncle?"
The man became more and more excited as he spoke, and at the end he couldn't help but choke up. Only then did Zixuan realize that her wanton behavior had aroused fear in her uncle.
In order to eliminate the man's worries, she hurriedly held his hand and comforted, "Uncle, Zixuan is fine. Zhang Wu and the others are behind Zixuan. As soon as I took action, he... they followed."
The man asked suspiciously, "Really?"
Zixuan nodded heavily.
After figuring this out, the man's attention once again focused on the young man on the bed. His eyes were quite evil, as if he was worried that the person on the bed was up to something evil.
But he didn't dare to say it directly, so he could only say in a low voice, "How do you explain the person on the bed?"
Zixuan thought for a moment, then blurted out, "This man...this man, I saw him beaten half to death by bandits, and I was worried that he wouldn't be able to survive, so I thought about bringing him back."
Then he remembered something and continued, "Uncle, don't you often say that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, so Xuan'er saw that he was pitiful, so she took the initiative to bring him back. If uncle is not satisfied, we will
He just throws it out again."
As soon as these words came out, the man was speechless and choked. He didn't expect her to answer like this, which really made him feel stunned.
"Haha~"
Doctor Mo couldn't help laughing when he saw the shriveled man.
The man looked at him and said dissatisfiedly, "Old man Mo, why are you laughing?"
Old Man Mo snorted and said sarcastically, "Guo Huaiyi, you are getting more and more young. You are not as good as Xuan Yatou who knows the rules and respects the old and loves the young. Look at you, you are simply unreasonable!"
"Besides, I can laugh whenever I want. Can you control me?"
Faced with Old Man Mo's move, Guo Huaiyi was so angry that he gritted his teeth. If he hadn't seen how old he was, he would have dragged him to the training ground and allowed him to stretch his muscles.
Then he comforted himself and said: Hey! Who gave him a lot of money? He can't be as knowledgeable as the old man.
Thinking of this, she stopped talking nonsense to him. Instead, she turned around, looked at Zixuan and said, "Xuan'er, it's not safe for this man to be left here. Why don't my uncle send two people to carry him to another tent?
What do you think?"
"Uncle, I heard from Grandpa Mo that his internal organs are completely injured and it is not suitable to move around. If he is moved around, I am afraid it will aggravate the injury."
"Yeah?"
"Yes, uncle, can Xuan'er still lie to you?"
"Then, what should you do?"
"Uncle, Xuan'er is fine, she can just change her camp or live with Xiaoshu."
"Okay...okay!"
Hearing that she had made all the arrangements, Guo Huaiyi felt that there was nothing to worry about. After chatting for a few words, he went out again.
After Guo Huaiyi left, Old Mo looked at Zixuan and said in disbelief, "Girl Xuan, okay, you know you're lying now, dishonest, dishonest~"
"Grandpa Mo, isn't that what you said? Zixuan didn't lie."
"Hey! When did I tell you, girl, that he can't be carried around?"
"Didn't you say that his internal organs were impacted?"
"Yes! So what's the connection?"
"If your internal organs are impacted, of course you can't move them around. This is what you taught Xuan'er before!"
"You girl~ Oh! It's really...forget it, the old man will ignore you."
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"Boy Ling, you can't do it, this horse! It's not suitable for you. You don't have a lot of flesh on your arms. Even if you get on the horse's back, you won't be able to carry the horse back and forth. If you accidentally fall off,
, you’re so injured! I’m afraid you’ll have to lie in bed for a while again.”
Ling Yun had been in the camp for five or six days, and his injuries had already healed. On this day, he walked out of the camp and saw soldiers galloping around on horseback. Thinking back to the heroic figure falling from the sky, he
I also want to try the feeling of riding a horse.
These days, he was recovering from his injuries in the camp. With his superb communication skills, he had already become familiar with these people. Especially after the soldiers knew that he was a judge, they respected him more.
Even Guo Huaiyi, ever since he found out that Ling Yun was a Juren or a Jieyuan, his attitude was like heaven and earth, and he wanted to be as good as possible.
"General Guo, I think it's okay, let me give it a try!"
"You kid, why don't you stop talking? Even if we help you hold the reins, you won't be able to sit still. As soon as the horse starts running, it will definitely knock you off."
Ling Yun still ignored him and just wanted to mount his horse. Guo Huaiyi sighed, looked back at one of the soldiers, waved his hand and shouted, "Zhang Wu, come here and help the weak brat keep an eye on him."
"Yes, General."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Wu immediately ran up, looked at Ling Yun and whispered advice, "Ling Yun, why don't we just stop trying it? It'll hurt if this thing falls off."
Ling Yun shook his head, obviously he would not give up until he rode once today!
Zhang Wu sighed and shook his head helplessly. Then he held the reins with his left hand and stroked the horse with his right hand. He glanced at Ling Yun and signaled that he could go up.
Ling Yun didn't hesitate and jumped up directly. However, the horse was a bit high and he, who didn't know martial arts, jumped halfway up and slipped down again. Unwilling to admit defeat, he jumped up again and slid down again...
The soldier next to him couldn't help but laugh out loud. Ling Yun suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but he couldn't show it, so he thought he might as well forget it.
Thinking about it and getting angry, he suddenly thought of something. Horses in later generations all had saddles and pads. If he set them up, not only could he sit on them, but he could even ride them!
Thinking of this, he immediately changed his mind, looked at Zhang Wu and said, "Brother Zhang, we won't be riding horses today. We'll come back another day."
"Wha...what?"
Zhang Wu was a little confused. Why did he just look like he would not give up until he reached his goal, but now he actively said that he would not ride anymore? Could it be that he had figured it out?
Just when he was lost in thought, Ling Yun approached him and asked cautiously, "Brother Zhang, do you know there is a blacksmith here or there?"
"I know, I know, but why are you looking for a blacksmith?"
Zhang Wu felt that he couldn't keep up with Ling Yun's ideas. He was riding a horse just now, and now he is looking for a blacksmith. Is there an inevitable connection between the two?
"As long as you know, I'll go back to the camp first and see you later."
After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Zhang Wu, who looked confused, frozen in place.
As soon as he returned to the camp, he found that there was another person inside. He took a closer look and saw that it was his savior, so he greeted her warmly, "Hey, Miss Zixuan, why are you here?"
Zixuan turned around, looked at him and whispered, "I made you a pot of vegetable and lean meat porridge, drink it while it's hot!"
Ling Yun stepped forward, looked at the vegetable and lean meat porridge on the table, and said happily, "Miss Zixuan, you... you are so good, I love you to death."