The person on the other pillar was sitting obediently under the eaves, because what was tied together was a severely wounded man and a weak female. There was a cross-cut wound on the strong man's stomach, and blood flowed into a pool under his leg. At this time
He woke up and opened his eyes confusedly to look at Li Siye squatting in front of him.
Li Siye sighed leisurely: "Man will die for wealth, and birds will die for food."
He took out the porcelain bottle of wound medicine prepared by the military medical officer from his arms, tore open the blood-stained tunic on the strong man's belly, and took out a small jar of wine from his backpack, holding it in his hand and pouring it slowly, and the dripping water washed over the
on the wound.
The strong man gasped, and Li Siye took out the needle and thread from his backpack, took out the lantern from the house, took off the gauze cover, lit it with a fire stick, roasted the needle, and soaked the thread in the wine.
The people around him silently watched him do all this, and even the few people struggling with the pillars stopped. The backpack this man was carrying was really a treasure chest, but they didn't know what he was going to do.
Li Siye held the needle and thread and stitched up the strong man's belly stitch by stitch. The strong man was so shocked that he opened his eyes wide and whined. He turned his head from time to time, as if he couldn't bear to see the tortured scene.
The patient was forced to cooperate, and Li Siye's suturing was relatively smooth, but the technical level was too high to be seen directly, and it was densely packed like a sinister centipede.
Li Siye shook the bottle of wound medicine gently and sprinkled it on the sutured wound, then took out a ball of fine linen gauze from his backpack and wrapped it around his belly. But this guy's belly was too fat and his arms were weak.
Able to hold hands together and alternately turn hands to wrap a ball of gauze cleanly.
There was still blood seeping out from the bandaged stomach, but it no longer flowed out. It seemed to have stopped. A trace of gratitude showed on the strong man's pale face.
He walked to the door of the yard, opened the door, took the wine jar from the bullock cart, walked into the main hall and poured gold coins. After filling it, he covered it with corks, and then he carried them one by one into the cart. He hugged all the precious gold and jade utensils.
Put it into a cloth bag and carry it to the bullock cart.
When Li Siye did this, these people just watched helplessly, with as much sadness in their eyes as if they saw their own son being taken away.
After he finished pouring, he sat on the steps under the eaves with a small cloth bag in his hand, poured out a pile of Sasanian gold coins, and muttered: "I won't let you run away in vain, and besides, you are injured. This handful
It's your labor fee, three gold coins per person. This pile is the treatment fee, which is also three gold coins." He turned to look at Lady He Ruo, whose makeup was stained by tears, and took out two gold coins from his arms and added them in: "
If you wasted a day, you would have been able to serve a lot of regular customers, so it can be regarded as your lost wages."
He Ruo glared at Li Siye with murderous eyes.
"What? Too much? If you don't want to, then I'll deduct two Sasanian gold coins from you."
He Ruo whined twice, her crescent eyebrows looked aggrieved, and tears were streaming down her swollen right cheek.
Li Siye threw the gold coin back to her and said with a smile: "If you were so good, I wouldn't hit you anymore."
He piled the gold coins in a conspicuous place, clapped his hands and stood up. He pulled out the rags from everyone's mouths one by one, took off the knife from the belt around his waist, threw it in the middle of the grass in the deserted courtyard, and faced it.
The tied people said: "You have two ways to save yourself. The first is to call someone to save you. The second is to find a way to get this knife."
After saying that, he strode out of the courtyard gate, covered the door again, led the ox cart and left the alley with the full wine jar.
As soon as Li Siye left, the people in the yard began an intensive self-rescue activity. Four or five people rolled around in the grass with pillars on their backs. Because their hands, feet and body were tied up, one person was tortured every time they rolled.
"Quick, this way, get out of here!"
Five or six people were tied to a three-foot-long pillar, rolling around in the grassy yard. They tried their best to get close to the dagger thrown in the grass, or used their feet to explore, or used their mouths to bite, but they were tied tightly.
, can't even do such a difficult action, it can be called a game with its hands and feet tied.
"Ouch, I'm about to be crushed to death! Turn around and find someone else underneath!"
"Put the pillar up, I'll count one, two, three, and let's jump together!"
"Shh, keep your voice down, do you want to attract people?"
"It's better if someone comes! I'm almost exhausted!"
"Damn it, that's my money for medical treatment!"
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Li Siye sat on the shaft of the cart with a whip in his hand, his body swaying with the bumps of the cart, and he felt very uncomfortable. Although the operation to obtain the treasure had many twists and turns, he finally got it.
"Moo," he parked the oxcart at the door of the inn and ran upstairs to find Yan Xiaosi. This guy was snoring in his quilt in the room. Li Siye opened the door and stretched out his hand to pull him up.
"I've finished my work here and leave for Chang'an immediately."
Yan Xiaosi rubbed his sleepy eyes and murmured: "Captain, you are in such a hurry."
"It's not urgent, but you can lie down on the horse and sleep. Pack your things and let's go."
Yan Xiaosi rubbed his face to regain consciousness, packed his luggage and went downstairs to the backyard of the inn to pick up the horse. Li Siye ran to the counter to pay the rent.
Xiaosi came out with two horses. When he saw Li Siye leading an ox cart, he asked in surprise: "Xiao Lieutenant, where did you get an ox cart and haul so much wine this night? Are we here?"
There won’t be any delicious food on the way.”
Li Siye waved his hand at him: "I bought this oxcart, and I bought this wine, but I can't give it to you to drink. If you want to drink, go to a liquor store on the street. This wine is too expensive, and we can't afford it."
Yan Xiaosi nodded convinced and said with a smile: "Colonel, why don't you let me drive the cart? I used to herd cattle when I was a child."
"No, you sit on the horse and have a good rest."
Yan Xiaosi rode on the horse and drove Hei Pang, and Li Siye drove the cattle with a whip. The two slowly disappeared at the gate of the city.
Money is a burden to people when traveling, especially this kind of ill-gotten wealth. There is no longer that relaxed and comfortable feeling when traveling, and you are always worried about various unexpected situations.
Their speed slowed down a lot, and the gold in this bullock cart was really heavy. Even Yan Xiaosi was stunned when he looked at the deep rutted ditch, wondering what kind of wine the captain bought, which was so heavy.
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Fortunately, there are many inns along the way, and there is one in thirty to fifty miles. As long as you show your official position and report yourself, you can get free accommodation and fodder supplies. As an official of the Tang Dynasty, he is quite satisfied with the generous treatment at this point.
The ox-cart was eventually stopped by the Yellow River. There were many ferries at the docks on the river bank. It was no problem to carry people and horses, but it would be too much to carry an ox-cart across the river.
A little further downstream there is a pontoon bridge, which the ancients called a boat bridge. It was specially used for business travelers to cross the river. A small bridge toll was required to cross the river, which was used for the daily maintenance of the pontoon bridge and the salary of the river workers.
In this era, the middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River were still rippling with blue waves, and the long blue white clouds were reflected in the river. From time to time, a heron would land on the bridge with a small fish in its mouth. This scene can also be composed of poems, even if you don't have poetic talent.
Alright.
Yan Xiaosi led the horse for a walk on the bridge, and it felt quite stable. There were wooden piles driven into the bottom of the pontoon bridge, and there were heavy objects on both sides pulled by iron cables. The draft of the pontoon under the bridge was quite stable. There was a camel on the opposite side.
The team marched leisurely with their bells ringing.
"Captain, the pontoon bridge is very stable. Just bring the ox cart over."
Is it safe? I don't know. The gold on the oxcart is conservatively estimated to be more than a thousand kilograms. If there is an accident and the bridge deck collapses and falls into the water, eventually all personal and financial losses will be lost.
All the weight is on the two wheels, and the unit pressure is too great. If the horses can be driven on a cart and the wine jars are evenly divided, it will be much easier to cross the river.
He shouted to Yan Xiaosi: "Let's do this. I'll unload half of the wine on the ox cart and lead the ox over. You stay here and watch! After I hide the wine jar, I'll come over and take the rest.
liquor."
Yan Xiaosi didn't understand why Li Siye did this, but he still unloaded the wine obediently, holding the jar and blushing, "Hey, this wine is really heavy." He waited on the shore with a smile on his face, watching Li Siye rush
The bullock cart drove away, looking at the jar on the ground. He bent down and stretched his legs to stare at it for a long time. Finally, he smacked his lips and gave up the urge to find out.