It was almost dusk, the lights were lit in the house, and the conversation between Mr. Zhu and Princess Nanyang came to an end.
Zhu didn't know anything, but Princess Nanyang knew in her heart that the woman in front of her had the same misfortune as herself. She, who had been accompanying the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha in the past few years, couldn't help opening her heart.
It's been a few months ago.
Zhu looked at the noble-looking Princess Nanyang and guessed the origin of this person. She had a mixed background and had many enemies in her father's and ancestors' generations, but she had been prominent for a while. The female monk opposite her raised her hands and feet, and her words revealed
Superhuman status.
The most important thing is that both of them discovered that the other party was very familiar with the past events of the previous dynasty.
"A child meets his mother."
"Get up." Madam Zhu motioned to her son to get up, "This is my son Li Shan, and this is from Dongshan Temple..."
Zhu's words stopped abruptly. The son in front of her had a bruised nose and swollen face, a black eye socket, his clothes were torn in many places, and his forehead was wrapped with a piece of cloth with faint blood stains.
Li Shan's eyes fell on Princess Nanyang, and he immediately thought of the middle-aged man next to Li Shimin... No wonder he interrupted to find a place for himself. It turned out that the female monk happened to be sent here today.
"Li Shan pays homage to Zen Master."
"I don't dare to take it. I will have to ask the young master in the future."
Princess Nanyang took a closer look and saw that there was a vague outline of Li Dewu back then. Although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he was calm and composed. It seemed that he was not coming back from a fight, but returning home from an outing.
With a slight sigh, Princess Nanyang turned the beads in her hand and couldn't help but think of her only son who died in Hebei.
Li's house has a total of six houses, four in the front and two in the back, connected by gravel paths or corridors. The first three buildings are Li Shan's residence, the study room and Zhou Zhao's residence, and there is also a kitchen.
Li Shan lay on the bed, took something and stuffed it into his mouth, signaling Xiaoman to do it.
Even though his mouth was blocked, the hissing sound still kept coming.
Other parts were fine, but the back was severely whipped, and the blood clotted together, and the shirt was torn. Xiaoman took a pair of scissors and carefully cut it open, but the flesh was not unavoidable.
"Killed by a thousand cuts!" Xiaoman cursed in a low voice while cutting open his clothes, and saw the black and purple scars on his back, like long snakes, "Lang Jun, Lang Jun..."
Hearing faint sobbing behind him, Li Shan's expression changed, "It's just a minor injury, don't cry, don't cry!"
As a time traveler, although Li Shan has successfully integrated into this era, he may never be able to fully integrate into this era. The most typical evidence is that his attitude towards Xiaoman is no different from other people.
After all, he had been hanging out in Pingkangfang for several years, and Xiaoman, who was good at observing words and expressions, was very keenly aware of this. Even in the curtains, Lang Jun would never force himself.
Well, that's of course, forcibly having sex within marriage... that's considered the tip of the spear!
"Lang Jun, who did this!"
"Don't cry, don't cry!" Li Shan moved to the side, please, tears contain salt and fall on the wound... It's like adding salt to the wound!
"Just cut them all, and let someone boil the water. Be sure to boil it, and throw in two more chickens."
"Chicken?" Xiaoman said hesitantly with tears in his eyes, "Mr. Lang, dinner is still hot."
I am also speechless. Who wants to eat eggs?
Use boiled eggs to reduce swelling!
Li Shan was about to explain when suddenly there was the sound of horses neighing and rapid footsteps getting closer and closer.
"Brother Li, you did a great job today!"
Before he even entered the door, Li Zhaode shouted loudly, "One against ten, just like Pei Shoujing back then!"
This is too exaggerated, but Li Zhaode is the kind of person who has a big mouth and can make outrageous comments about any trivial matter.
Pei Shoujing is Pei Xingyan, the eldest son of Pei Renji. He is invincible in battles, has made many meritorious deeds, and is known as the enemy of ten thousand people. He is also Pei Yuanqing, who ranks third among the eighteen heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties in romance novels.
Wang Renbiao, who came in behind, coughed twice, bowed and saluted: "What happened today was all because of my brother..."
"Brother Xiaoqing... hiss..."
Li Kai stepped forward and took a few glances, frowned and said, "If you fail to apply the medicine as early as possible, it will be difficult to deal with it if it takes a long time. Fortunately, I brought the medicine."
"The Li family of Longxi is a master of both civil and military affairs. He has passed down classics and history, military techniques, and secret healing medicines, which are most effective."
Wang Renbiao applied the medicine himself, which Li Shan couldn't accept, but he insisted on doing it himself... Once the ointment was applied, it was unclear how quickly it would take effect, but Li Shan clearly felt a chill.
"I'm usually gentle and elegant, but I didn't expect to be so brave when things got tough." Li Kai smiled and said: "No matter what others do, Cheng Chumo is quite convinced. I heard that he was knocked down by one punch from you?"
Cheng Chumo?
Li Shan was a little hesitant. In the palace of Prince Qin, the most famous person named Cheng was of course Cheng Yaojin. He even put down Cheng Yaojin's son?
"That is the eldest son of Cheng Zhijie, the general manager of the cavalry army on the left side of Prince Qin's palace." Zhou Zhao, who entered the door last, explained.
"Sir, are you here today?" Li Kai's eyes fell on Zhou Zhao's wrapped right hand.
"Well……"
"He was the first to bear the brunt, and he was the first to faint. He didn't wake up until the incident was over." Li Shan said expressionlessly: "I don't know if he was really faint or fake!"
Zhou Zhao hid his wrapped right hand behind his back and muttered a few words to the effect that I am a scholar and fighting is not my specialty. What does it mean to be really dizzy or fake…
"Can't scholars go into battle to kill the enemy?" Li Zhaode sneered.
Before the Northern Song Dynasty, officials in the DPRK did not pay attention to civil and military officers. Civil and military officials were not clearly distinguished. What they paid attention to was to mount the horse to lead the army and dismount to govern the people.
"What happened today has been spread throughout the Qin Palace." Li Kai said with a smile: "Brother Li is well-read in classics and history, and he is talented in learning strategies..."
"Hehe, hehe." Zhou Zhao snorted with a smile.
Li Kai seemed not to have heard and continued: "I thought Brother Li would become famous sooner or later. Unexpectedly, today he was brave and good at fighting, and then calmly and calmly talked under the power of King Qin. Brother Li will definitely become famous."
Wang Renbiao, who was applying the medicine, paused for a moment before continuing. Li Shan knew what Wang Renbiao was worried about.
"Brother Demou, thank you very much." Li Shan, who was lying on his stomach, made a hand gesture, "A country man, he is just trying to survive."
"Country country boy?" Li Zhaode laughed and said: "This word has been spread, how can country people like Brother Li come to the world... However, Brother Li lives in the countryside and has a newly built house, but there is a shortage of servants. I want to choose a few houses.
Servant?"
Li Kai scolded: "Brother Li still has to prepare for the scientific examination next year."
Li Shan still didn't understand, Zhou Zhao said quietly: "You don't need to worry about it. You study on weekdays, and your red sleeves add fragrance. Xiaoman is a beautiful maid redeemed from Pingkangfang."
"Xiaoman?" Li Kai frowned slightly, "I remember before I went to Hebei last year, I heard that there was a Xiaoman in Pingkangfang who was good at singing and dancing..."
"The medicine is ready." Wang Renbiao suddenly interrupted: "Demou, how many days will it take for you to recover?"
"Leave the ointment and change it every three days. After ten days, you will be able to move without any hindrance. You will be fully recovered within a month."
"Thank you very much." Li Shan hit his chin on the pillow, turned his head and glanced at Zhou Zhao, "Zhao De, would you like to help me with something?"
"That's what Brother Li said."
Li Shan raised his chin towards Zhou Zhao and said, "Throw this guy out."
I have been impatient with this guy for a long time. Although I also know that Zhou Zhao fainted for the first time today because he was really knocked unconscious, but if it weren't for this guy, would he be forced to become famous?