Being a Lady of an Influential Family

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

It didn't rain again for several days, and the water surrounding Songcheng began to recede slowly. Although the flood will inevitably leave a mess, but after all, we can see the way out.

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

The previous epidemic in the First Army could only be regarded as a summer epidemic in Jiazhou. Although it was contagious, as long as it was handled properly, the cure rate was very high. Fu Fengcheng asked the sick soldiers to be isolated and treated early in the morning, and the soldiers were already in much better health than ordinary people, and no large-scale infection occurred. But if the plague really occurs due to the accumulation of various human and animal corpses after the flood, it will not be so easy to control.

Therefore, after repeated preaching by the soldiers of the First Army, people also consciously joined the ranks of cleaning up the entire Songcheng. After all, what they eat and use every day is provided by others.

Humans have an instinct to follow the crowd and rely on the strong. The soldiers and horses of the Fu family did save many people in this sudden flood, and they were also responsible for maintaining order and distributing food afterwards.

Many of the older ones had experienced the hardships of the war in the early years, and they naturally knew that the situation would be many times worse than it is now without the Fu family here. Therefore, no matter whether they really have a good impression of the Fu family or they cannibalize their mouths and take advantage of their hands, the people of Songcheng have not rejected the Fu family in the slightest.

Leng Sa forced Young Master Fu to rest on time every day. On the third day after Leng Sa and others arrived in Songcheng, the wound on Young Master Fu's shoulder finally scabbed and stopped bleeding.

Everyone from Xu Shaoming and Xia Wei'an to the doctors and even the guards couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In this era, medical treatment is still backward. In this season and in such an environment, if you suffer such an injury, you really have to depend on your life for half of your life. How many soldiers on the battlefield died not from fighting the enemy, not even from bleeding, but from infected wounds?

Young Madam has only been here for three days, and Young Master Fu's injury has obviously improved. Adjutant Xu can't wait to offer Madam Fu up to worship.

Leng Sa sat on the hillside and casually disassembled the gun in her hand. A good pistol was dismantled into a pile of parts by her and reassembled, and then disassembled and reassembled. Her technique is clean and neat, and her speed is so fast that people are a little dizzying. People passing by can't help but stop and take a sneak peek, and then leave with admiration and envy.

"Ma'am." Fu Fengcheng's voice sounded from behind, Leng Sa installed the last part, and with a light click, a complete gun appeared in her hand again.

Leng Sa looked back at Fu Fengcheng, young master Fu was still wearing his uniform, and his slender and straight legs were wrapped in trousers, which made him look even more upright and outstanding. It's just that he didn't wear a coat, and the shirt on his body was unbuttoned three buttons, and the gauze wrapped inside could be seen.

Fu Fengcheng walked up to her and sat down. Leng Sa took a closer look at his complexion, which was much better than the previous few days, and then nodded in satisfaction. Those days before, Fu Fengcheng said that he was recovering from his injuries, but there was nothing less to worry about. He couldn't even guarantee the time to rest every day. How could the wound heal?

Seeing the look in her eyes, Fu Fengcheng said softly, "Don't worry, the doctor said that it will be almost healed in ten days at most." It will definitely take time to recover, but there will be no major impact in about ten days.

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 Qu Jing is in a hurry, he should do it in two days at most."

Fu Fengcheng looked at Leng Sa, "Did Xu Shaoming tell you?" Xu Shaoming seemed to be impatient to live, and he turned around and threw it into the mountains to mine, right?

Leng Sa said, "He is now in the body of a sinner. If he offends the Young Master and the Young Madam, he has to choose one, right?"

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

Adjutant Xu: Offending the Young Master is only offending one person, and offending the Young Madam is tantamount to offending both the Young Master and the Young Madam.

Leng Sa sighed lightly, propped her chin and said, "If Xu Shaoming doesn't tell me, aren't you going to tell me?"

Seeing "I'll be angry if you dare to say it" written in her eyes, the smile on Fu Dashao's lips became more gentle, "Why? I just think he talks too fast. This is not what an adjutant should do." quality."

Leng Sa didn't appreciate it very much, "Don't let him take the blame, maybe he won't talk so fast."

"..." It seemed that Xu Shaoming should be killed.

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

Fu Fengcheng said softly, "If Ma'am likes it, let's come here to have a look later, then it will definitely be better than now."

Leng Sa nodded and asked, "How many people did Qu Jing send, do you know where they came from?"

Fu Fengcheng said: "The news we got is that there are about sixty people under Qu Jing who slipped through the net under Zhang Zuo and Ren Nanyan." After a pause, Fu Fengcheng frowned and said, "It's better to say they are elite The mob is more appropriate. These people come from different backgrounds, and the appearance of men and women is not fixed, it is difficult to say what they will do."

Fu Fengcheng personally doesn't like this kind of so-called people on the road, he is more inclined to defeat the enemy on the frontal battlefield. Even if it's a secret war, he still likes professionally trained spies, rather than casually looking for gangsters and green forest figures who come from all kinds of backgrounds and fish and dragons just for money.

Although some of these people may have some special skills that are difficult for professionally trained people, their loyalty, controllability and professionalism are much lower.

In terms of success rate, it is actually 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 have arrived in Songcheng, so you have to be careful."

Leng Sa smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this, Mr. Fu should stay here these days to recuperate well, after all... a serious injury should look like a serious injury, don't run around for others to see."

Fu Fengcheng was a little helpless, "It's a lie to outsiders."

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

Of course, where they are staying at the moment must be fine.

Fu Fengcheng is recuperating here, and this is also the temporary headquarters of the First Army. The area within a few miles has already been checked in a carpet-like manner, and numerous roadblocks and sentries have been set up all around. Leng Sa has also helped reinforce some places in the past two days. defense.

Anyone who can sneak in here quietly can be a guest anywhere. It is really unnecessary to be a thug with Qu Jing. Master Leng felt that he would have to spend a little effort to challenge him.

Young Master Fu said that he couldn't say no to Madam, "Don't take any risks, I will be worried."

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

Of course, Master Leng was not really angry with First Young Master Fu, but just teased him to relieve his boredom when he was idle.

Seeing Young Master Fu's apologetic face, worried that he was guilty and guilty, he felt that he was a bit too much. Sighing lightly, he stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek, "Okay, I get it. Don't worry, I will be careful."

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "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 and kissed his brow, and said with a smile: "That's good, but... If it is 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 reached out to wrap her in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "I know."

Leng Sa was afraid of pressing on his wound, but she wanted to stand up, but her waist became a little heavier, "Sa Sa, don't move. Sit with me for a while."

Leng Sa was stunned and did not move anymore, but carefully avoided his wound, "What's wrong?"

Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just feel that it's been a long time since I sat so quietly for a while." It's true, not to mention being separated for so long, even if Leng Sa came to Songcheng, he was still very busy.

Fu Fengcheng needed to recuperate from his injuries, so Leng Sa took care of many things that he had to go out for, and he was so busy all day that he never touched the ground. Apart from urging Fu Fengcheng to take a rest and change his medicine, he really didn't have much time to stay in peace for a while.

Leng Sa smiled, and simply leaned on Fu Fengcheng's lap to chat with him about gossip, enjoying this rare leisure time.

About these days of parting, about Yongcheng, about Ms. Zhuo Lin and Xiao Shitou, etc., the two of them never said a word, but they always had endless topics to talk about.

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

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

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

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

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

Leng Sa also leaned over to read it, and after Fu Fengcheng finished reading it, he took the telegram and put it in his coat pocket.

Standing up and patting the grass clippings on his body, Leng Sa asked, "Your news is that Young 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 used the outer area to house the injured brother. The inner courtyard is completely closed and said to the outside world that the young and old are recuperating inside." There are also many soldiers and horses guarding, and several doctors. Even they and even a few generals would go there from time to time.

Leng Sa said: "That's easy. I'll take people back to the city to have a look, and you should be careful."

Fu Fengcheng also stood up and said in a low voice, "Be careful."

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

After a while, Zhou Yan and Jiang Zhan came out with a group of people, accompanied by Fu Yucheng and Jiang Yu.

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

Leng Sa glanced at Jiang Yu, "Young Master Jiang, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "The governor asked me to come to Jiazhou with the young lady, isn't it just to let me provide information to the young lady? You can't stay here all day and count ants?" For people like Jiang Shao, A barracks is a boring place.

Leng Sa glanced at him, said a few names and asked, "Do you know these people?"

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

"..." Young Master Jiang is also hiding his secrets.

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

Xia Wei'an followed behind him and said in a low voice, "Young Master, Young Madam is quick, and nothing will happen."

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him and didn't speak. How can a single dog understand the husband and wife's worries about each other? Qu Jing, Ren Nanyan...

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

Speaking of this, Xia Wei'an was also a little puzzled, "Although it is said that Ren Nanyan can live for another two years if he takes care of himself, it doesn't look like he can take care of himself so much. How can this old guy live so well?"

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

Xia Wei'an was puzzled, "What is his obsession?" In Xia Wei'an's view, Ren Nanyan, who can abandon everything, even his father, brother and wife, can be his obsession?

If you don't look at the murder of his father and brother, the separation of his wife and children, and the messy things he did with Zhang Zuo, the rest of his life can be regarded as complete. What is there to be dissatisfied with? Could it be that he wants to be emperor?

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

Xia Wei'an was a little taken aback, "Young Master, what you mean is that he killed his father and brother cruelly and caused his wife to be separated because of his ambition, but he feels that what he has gained in these years is far less than what he has given?" But, who told If he kills his father and brother, he will surely be able to rise to the top? Does he think this is a business?

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

Xia Wei'an said, "Does he think he has been punished?"

Young Master Fu said, "He feels that the laws of heaven are unfair, that people with no ability can easily dominate the upper echelon, and he clearly has a heart and soul, but he can only teach in school for more than ten years, and he ended up like this. end."

"..." It sounded really miserable.

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

First Young Master Fu didn't speak, but gave Adjutant Xia a meaningful look, turned and left.

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 no better than a big city, and most of them are still old-fashioned wooden houses. The houses near the county government survived significantly higher than other places, because this area is the most lively and prosperous place in the entire county, and it is also the residence of rich people.

At this time, Leng Sa was standing on the second floor diagonally opposite the county building, watching the opposite gate from the small narrow window.

Behind her, Jiang Yu held a list in his hand and muttered: Hou Zidong, thirty-eight years old, originally from Rong County, Yanzhou. Eighteen years ago, he killed his neighbor's family of five and fled. Fifteen years ago, he joined a well-known 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 soldiers sent by the Long family, and was blinded in one eye by Marshal Long, who was only sixteen years old at the time, and his whereabouts were unknown afterwards. It appeared in the area of ​​the capital six years ago, and it was suspected that it killed an elite of the young and strong faction that the military was very optimistic about at the time, and it has never appeared again since then. Oh, by the way, if the unlucky guy who was killed by him hadn't died, it's hard to say who is superior to Qu Jing and who is inferior to him now. "

Leng Sa turned around in surprise, "I thought you were only interested in gossip about girls in Yongcheng?" The piece of paper she gave Jiang Yu didn't have so many things on it, at most there was only one name, about age and what? That's all.

Jiang Shao's ability to speak so casually not only shows that he really has a lot of information, but also has a photographic memory.

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

"Is this also an anecdote?"

Jiang Yudao, "It's not an anecdote to be able to escape from the Long family, kill a promising elite in the capital and then get out of the way? In other words, Ren Nan Yan and Qu Jing haven't sent anyone to come to Yong City to kill you and Fu for more than a year. I'm more surprised if there are few. It's not that they have no one in their hands."

Leng Sa didn't take it seriously, "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.

Leng Sa said, "It's nothing, someone is here." Looking outside again, on the bustling street with pedestrians, a thin and emaciated old man walked tremblingly.

As soon as the old man reached the gate of the county mansion, he suddenly bent down and coughed violently, but the guards guarding the gate ignored him. The old man suddenly fell to the ground trembling, and the pedestrians who passed by couldn't help but scatter in fright, but they quickly surrounded him, "What's the matter?"

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

"Old man? How are you? What's the matter with you?"

Someone suddenly thought of it and said, "I heard that the wounded are placed here, is there a doctor inside?"

"Call someone out to save them."

There was a lot of commotion in front of the gate, and the guards in front of the gate naturally couldn't just leave someone dying.

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

Leng Sa didn't pay attention to the situation in front of the door any more, but cast the binoculars in his hand in another direction, with a faint smile on his lips, "Here we come."