Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 498, the obsession

Because of the existence of the First Army, Songcheng's situation is much better than Leng Sa imagined.

It didn't rain again for several days, and the waters surrounding Songcheng began to slowly recede. Although it was inevitable that there would be a mess left after the flood water receded, but in the end it was possible to see the way out.

The First Army, under the command of several brigades, mobilized ordinary people to clean up the ruins together, and find a place to bury the victims as soon as possible. Although people who have lost loved ones are suffering, everyone knows that the large number of corpses placed in this season can easily cause an uncontrollable plague.

The epidemic in the First Army can only be regarded as a summer epidemic in the Jiazhou area. Although it is contagious, the cure rate is very high as long as it is handled properly. Fu Fengcheng asked people to isolate and treat the sick soldiers early in the morning, and the soldiers' health was much better than ordinary people, and there was no large-scale infection. But if the plague really happened because of the accumulation of various human and animal carcasses after the flood, it would not be so easy to control.

Therefore, after the repeated lectures by the soldiers of the First Army, people consciously joined the ranks of cleaning up the entire Songcheng. After all, they are now provided by others for their daily food.

People have an instinct to follow the crowd and rely on the strong. The soldiers and horses of the Dashui Fu family did save a lot of people this time, and they were also responsible for maintaining order and distributing food.

Many of the older people have experienced the suffering of war and chaos in their early years, and naturally they know that this time without the Fu family, the situation would be much worse than it is now. Therefore, whether they really have a good impression of the Fu family or are soft-hearted and short-handed, the people of Songcheng have not rejected the Fu family in the slightest.

There was Leng Sa who pressed Mr. Fu on time and had to rest on time every day. On the third day after Leng Sa and others arrived in Songcheng, the wound on Mr. Fu's shoulder finally scabbed and no longer bleeds.

From Xu Shaoming, Xia Wei'an and others to the doctors and even the guards, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In this era, medical care is still backward. In this season, I have suffered such injuries in such an environment, and half of my life and death really depends on my life. How many soldiers on the battlefield died not from fighting the enemy, not even from excessive blood loss, but from wound infection?

It took only three days for Mrs. Fu to get better, and Mrs. Fu's injury improved significantly. Adjutant Xu could not wait to offer Mrs. Fu to worship her.

Leng Sa sat on the hillside and carelessly disassembled the gun in her hand. A good pistol was disassembled into a pile of parts and reassembled, and then disassembled and reassembled. Her techniques are neat and tidy, and her speed is so dazzling that people passing by can't help but stop to take a peek at her and leave with admiration and envy.

"Ma'am." Fu Fengcheng's voice sounded from behind, Leng Sa finished installing the last part, and with a soft click, an intact gun appeared in her hand again.

Leng Sa looked back at Fu Fengcheng. Young Master Fu was still wearing his uniform. His long, slender and straight legs were wrapped in trousers, making him look even more tall and straight. It's just that he didn't wear a coat, and the shirt on his body had three buttons open, and he could see the gauze wrapped around it.

Fu Fengcheng walked over to her and sat down. Leng Sa carefully looked at his complexion much better than a few days ago, and nodded with satisfaction. Before those days, Fu Fengcheng said that he was recovering from an injury, but there was nothing to worry about. He couldn’t even guarantee the time to rest every day. How could the wound heal?

Fu Fengcheng saw the look in her eyes, and said softly, "Don't worry, the doctor said that it will be almost better in ten days at most." It will definitely take time to recover, but about ten days is not a big deal. influence.

Leng Sa raised her eyebrows and smiled, "But you don't have ten days. The flood should be over in three or four days at most. I guess if Qujing is in a hurry, he should start in two days at most."

Fu Fengcheng looked at Leng Sa, "What did Xu Shaoming tell you?" Xu Shaoming looked like he was impatient with his life.

Leng Sa said, "He is now a culprit. If he offends the young master and the young lady, he has to choose one?"

"..." So he chose to offend me?

Adjutant Xu: Offending the young master only offends one person. Offending the young lady is equal to offending the young master and the young lady.

Leng Sa sighed lightly, holding her chin and said, "If Xu Shaoming doesn't tell me, don't you plan to tell me?"

Seeing her eyes full of "If you dare to say I'm angry", the smile on Fu Dashao's lips became more gentle, "How could it be? I just think his mouth is too fast, this is not a The quality of an adjutant."

Leng Sa is not very appreciative, "Don't let him take the blame, maybe he won't be so quick."

"..." It seems that Xu Shaoming should still be killed.

Leng Sa leisurely leaned against his uninjured shoulder and sighed, "What a pity, this place is actually quite good." It's a pity that it will soon be stained with blood.

Fu Fengcheng said softly, "If Madam likes it, let's come here to see it later. It will definitely be better then than it is now."

Leng Sa nodded and asked, "How many people did Qujing send, do you know which direction they came from?"

Fu Fengcheng said: "We got the news that Qujing has a group of fish that slipped through the net under Zhang Zuo and Ren Nanyan, about 60 people." After a pause, Fu Fengcheng frowned and said, "It is elite, It is more appropriate to say that it is a rabble. These people come from different places, and the appearance of men and women is uncertain. It is difficult to say what they will do."

Fu Fengcheng personally doesn't really like this so-called Taoist person. He is more inclined to defeat the enemy head-on. Even in dark battles, he likes professionally trained spies, rather than casually looking for those underworld green forest characters who come from a variety of backgrounds just for money.

While some of these people may have special skills that are beyond the reach of professionally trained people, they are also far less loyal and controllable and professional.

In terms of success rate, it is not higher than that of professionals.

Leng Sa said, "In short, their purpose is to kill you, right?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "Yes, they also know that you are in Songcheng, so you have to be careful."

Leng Sa smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this, Shao Fu should stay here these days to recover from his injuries, after all... If you are seriously injured, you should look like you are in critical condition, don't run around for people to see. ."

Fu Fengcheng was a little helpless, "I lied to outsiders."

Leng Sa said, "You have to do a full set of dramas. The people around you can guarantee that there will be no problem, but how do you know that no one is watching you in Songcheng or the nearby places where we can't see?"

Of course there's nothing wrong with where they're staying.

Fu Fengcheng is recovering from his injuries here. This is also the temporary headquarters of the First Army. Within a few miles, they have been inspected in a blanket manner. Roadblocks and sentries have been set up all around. Leng Sa has also helped strengthen them in the past two days. defense in some places.

Anyone who can sneak into this place without a sound can be a guest anywhere. There is no reason to follow Qu Jing as a thug. Master Leng felt that if he wanted to challenge him, he would have to put in a little effort.

Da Shao Fu said that he can't say anything to his wife, "Don't take the risk, I'll be worried."

Leng Sa tilted his head and looked at him with a half-smile, but Master Fu resolutely shut up: Madam is still angry.

Of course Master Leng is not really angry with Young Master Fu, he is just teasing and teasing him to relieve his boredom.

Seeing Mr. Fu's apologetic face, worrying that he was guilty of a guilty conscience, he felt that he was going too far. Sighing lightly, he reached out and squeezed his cheek, "Okay, I got it. Don't worry, I'll be careful."

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "You must be careful. In the future... no matter what happens, I will not hide it from Sa Sa and make you worry about me."

Leng Sa leaned over to kiss his forehead and smiled, "That's good, but...if it's really necessary for the war, you don't have to tell me. You just need to remember that someone will worry about you."

Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, and said solemnly, "I know."

Leng Sa was afraid of pressing his wound, but he wanted to get up and his waist was a little heavier, "Sa Sa, don't move. Sit with me for a while."

Leng Sa stopped moving, but carefully avoided his wound, "What's wrong?"

Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't sat quietly for a while in a long time." This is true, even if Leng Sa came to Songcheng, he was still very busy.

Fu Fengcheng wanted to recover from his injuries, so Leng Sa did many things for him that had to go out. Apart from urging Fu Fengcheng to rest and change his medicine, he really didn't have much effort to stay calm for a while.

Leng Sa smiled, and simply fell on Fu Fengcheng's lap and chatted with him, enjoying this rare leisure.

About the separation of these days, about Yongcheng, about Ms. Zhuo Lin and Xiao Shi, etc., the two have not said a word, but there are always endless topics.

"Young Master, Young Madam." The rare leisure will eventually be broken. Now they are still in the war zone after all. Xia Wei'an walked over with a telegram.

Leng Sa sat up and Fu Fengcheng turned around and asked, "News from Jiazhou?"

Xia Wei'an nodded and handed the telegram to Fu Fengcheng Road, "I just received the news that the people from Qujing left last night, and they are expected to arrive near Songcheng this morning as soon as possible."

Leng Sa asked, "Do you have any information on those people?"

Xia Wei'an nodded, "There are some, but not all." After all, not everyone has a name and a surname that can be traced, or some people are simply too unknown, and it is not easy to check.

Leng Sa also leaned over to look at it, and after Fu Fengcheng read it, he took the telegram and put it in his jacket pocket.

Stand up, patted the grass clippings on his body, and asked coldly, "Your news is that Master Fu is still in Songcheng County, right?"

Xia Wei'an nodded and said, "Yes, the county government compound in the center of the city is not damaged. We use the outer courtyard to house the injured brothers. The inner courtyard is completely closed to the outside world, and it is said that the young and old are recuperating inside." So there are a lot of soldiers and horses guarding nearby, as well as several doctors. Even they and even a few generals would stop by every now and then.

Leng Sa said: "That's easy. I'll take someone back to the city to have a look first, so be careful yourself."

Fu Fengcheng also stood up and whispered, "Be careful."

Leng Sa waved to him that he would be fine, then raised his hand and whistled a few times.

After a while, Zhou Yan and Jiang Zhan walked out with a group of people, along with Fu Yucheng and Jiang Yu.

"Instructor!" Both Zhou Yan and Jiang Zhan were really trained by Leng Sa, and they did learn a lot from her. On many occasions, they would still call her instructor, especially now that Master Leng clearly wanted them to perform the task, and the two couldn't help but shout in unison.

Leng Sa glanced at Jiang Yu, "Young Master Jiang, why are you following along?"

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "The governor asked me to follow the young lady to Jiazhou, isn't it just for me to provide information to the young lady? You can't stay here all day counting ants, right?" To someone like Jiang Shao The military camp is a very boring place.

Leng Sa glanced at him, said several names and asked, "These people, do you know?"

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I really know something."

"..." Jiang Shao is also secretive.

Leng Sa quickly took the people away, and Fu Fengcheng stood there watching the backs of the group completely disappear before turning back.

Xia Wei'an followed behind him and whispered, "Young Master, Young Madam is agile, you will be fine."

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him and said nothing. How can a single dog understand the worries between husband and wife about each other? Qu Jing, Ren Nanyan…

"Ren Nanyan's illness should be almost the same, right?"

Speaking of this, Xia Wei'an is also a little puzzled, "Although Ren Nanyan can live two more years with good conditioning, it doesn't look like he can handle it well, how can this old guy live like this?"

Fu Fengcheng said lightly: "I have a deep obsession, and I'm holding my breath."

Xia Wei'an is puzzled, "What is his obsession?" In Xia Wei'an's opinion, what else can become his obsession with Ren Nanyan, who can abandon everything, even his father, brother and wife?

If you don't watch him kill his father, kill his brother, break up his wife and children, and make things happen with Zhang Zuo, his second half of his life can be considered complete, what else is there to be unsatisfied with? Do you want to be king?

Fu Fengcheng glanced at Xia Wei'an and said, "What you give is not proportional to what you get, so naturally there will be obsessions."

Xia Wei'an was a little stunned, "Young Master means that he ruthlessly killed his father and brother and then caused his wife and son to separate because he had great ambitions, but he feels that what he has received over the years is far less than what he paid?" But , who told him to kill his father and kill his brother, he would definitely be able to rise to the top of the sky? Is he doing business?

Fu Fengcheng said: "He is terminally ill, and he will live in a few years."

Xia Wei'an said, "He thinks he has been punished?"

Fu Dashao said, "He thinks that the way of heaven is unfair, and that people who are incompetent can easily become high and domineering. Such an end."

"..." sounds really bad.

Xia Wei'an didn't ask who the person who was incompetent but succeeded casually was referring to, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Young Master, how do you...how do you know so clearly?" , it seems that the young and old heard someone complaining with their own ears.

Master Fu didn't say a word, just looked at Adjutant Xia meaningfully and turned away.

In the dilapidated county town, although it has been cold for several days, I still feel a faint smell of decay after being soaked in water.

This kind of county is not as big as a big city, and most of them are still old-fashioned wooden houses. The survival of houses near the county seat is obviously higher than that in other places, because this area is the most lively and prosperous place in the entire county, and it is also the residence of the rich.

Leng Sa was standing on the second floor diagonally opposite the county seat at this time, looking out from the small narrow window to the opposite gate.

Behind her, Jiang Yu held a list in his hand and recited: Hou Zidong, 38 years old, originally from Rong County, Yanzhou. Eighteen years ago, he was on the run after killing five members of his neighbor's family. Fifteen years ago, he joined a famous cottage in the northwest and became the third master. Two months later, he killed the second master and the first master and became the boss himself. Fourteen years ago, he boldly robbed a batch of goods from the Long family. He was besieged by troops sent by the Long family, and was blinded in one eye by the then sixteen-year-old Young Master Long, and his whereabouts are unknown. He appeared in the capital area six years ago, suspected to have killed a young Zhuang elite who was very optimistic about the military at the time, and has never appeared since. Oh, by the way, if the unlucky guy who was killed by him hadn't died, it's hard to say who Qujing is better than him now. "

Leng Sa looked back in surprise, "I thought you were only interested in the gossip of the girls in Yongcheng?" The piece of paper she gave to Jiang Yu didn't have so many things, only one name at most, about age and what are the characteristics.

Jiang Shao can say so easily, which not only shows that he really has a lot of information, but also that he never forgets it.

Jiang Yu flicked the paper in his hand with some disgust, "I like anecdotes, so I can't help collecting more."

"This is also an anecdote?"

Jiang Yu said, "Isn't it a strange story to be able to escape from the Long family, and to kill a promising elite in the capital and then retreat? In other words, for more than a year, Ren Nanyan and Qujing did not let anyone come to Yongcheng to kill them. You and Fu Shao, I am rather strange. They don't have nobody in their hands."

Leng Sa disagreed, "How do you know they didn't? Besides..." Leng Sa smiled in his heart, Master Leng had killed more elites than he had ever seen in his life.

"Besides what?" Jiang Yu asked.

He said coldly, "It's nothing, someone is here." Looking outside again, on the bustling street, a rickety, thin and frail old man walked tremblingly.

As soon as the old man walked to the gate of the county government, he suddenly bent down and coughed violently. The guards at the gate ignored him. The old man suddenly fell to the ground trembling, so frightened that the passers-by could not help but scattered, but soon gathered around again, "What's wrong?"

"Are you sick? What should I do? Where can I find a doctor now?"

"Old man? How are you? What's wrong with you?"

Someone suddenly remembered and said, "I heard that the wounded are placed here. Is there a doctor?"

"Call someone out to save them."

There was a commotion in front of the gate, and the guards in front of the gate naturally couldn't let people die.

Soon, he stepped forward and carried the old man to the eaves on the side of the street. Another doctor hurriedly came out to check the old man's condition.

Leng Sa ignored the situation in front of the door, but threw the telescope in his hand in another direction, with a faint smile on his lips, "Come."