Chapter 662

"Is this Persimmon Mountain?" A young man in a green brocade suit and a jade leather cap inlaid with gold beads asked a middle-aged farmer in short brown, with a cloth scarf and a hoe on his shoulder.

The farmer rolled his eyes, looked at the young man, and then pointed to the mountain and said, "Look at the persimmon trees all over the mountains, this is not the persimmon mountain, where is the persimmon mountain?"

Seeing the farmer rolling his eyes at him, the young man frowned impatiently, and immediately frowned and said, "Master, I have never been here before, so you can just tell me Shishan, why are you so arrogant?"

The farmer glanced at the young man and said, "It's really inexplicable? You are rude to ask, and you are not allowed to answer rudely?"

The young man heard the words and said: "You are a country man, why should I be 'polite' to you, master? It is your blessing that I am willing to ask you questions, master, you have to be careful in serving you."

"Bah!" The farmer spat at the young man and said, "I don't eat your house, I don't wear your house, and I don't rely on your house. Let me serve you carefully? Haven't woken up yet?"

The young man's face darkened, and he pointed at the farmer and said, "You don't eat my house, don't wear my house, don't rely on my house, but this young master can send you home."

After finishing speaking, the young man took a step back, raised his right hand and said, "Come on! Call me!"

Only then did the farmer realize that there was a carriage parked not far behind the young man, and there were fifteen or six strong servants standing in front of and behind the carriage.

All of a sudden, five or six servants rushed up, and the farmer threw the hoe in the direction of the servants and ran away without saying a word.

Fang Jian led the third prince and stood by the side of the road, seeing five or six servants chasing the farmer all the way to the small village below Persimmon Mountain and disappeared.
But soon, five or six figures suddenly rushed out of the small village, and they turned out to be those servants.

I saw those servants all panicked, rushed out of the village and ran towards this side, and behind them were more than 100 villagers with hoes, kitchen knives, poles, flails, and hatchets.

Seeing this scene, the young man also panicked, turned his head and shouted to more than a dozen servants guarding the carriage: "Protect your young lady!"

After finishing speaking, the young man turned around and jumped into the carriage, but instead of going in, he squatted on the front shaft of the carriage with his head in his arms and blocked the front door of the carriage.

At this time, the five or six servants had already been caught up by the villagers, and they were being beaten, kicked and beaten with sticks.

The previous farmer led a group of villagers around, pointed at the young man on the carriage and said, "That's him!"

"beat!"

Dozens of villagers rushed forward, and those servants rushed forward bravely, but their fists were no match for four hands. Soon these servants were also knocked to the ground, and they just hugged their heads and crouched to be beaten.

"Pull him down and beat him!" the villagers yelled, reaching out to drag the young man out of the car.

But the young man was holding on to the shaft of the car with both hands. No matter how hard the villagers pulled him, he couldn't pull it off.

"Do you know who I am? I am the son of Yan Xiumin, Yanzhou Prefecture Rongche School Captain. How dare you beat me?!" The young man shouted loudly.

Captain Rongche, this is a middle-level military officer of the Tang Dynasty, and he is of the same rank as the miscellaneous general, and then he is a general at the level of four expeditions, four towns, and Siping and Si'an.

And Yanzhou Prefecture's Rongche Xiaowei, in command of the entire Yanzhou Prefecture Army, assists the Yanzhou prefect to suppress bandits, suppress bandits, maintain law and order, and guard the place.

But the villagers turned a deaf ear to it, and even without fear, they continued to beat the young man fiercely.

Although the young man was not dragged out of the car, he himself had been beaten several times and had several bruises and scars on his face.

And from time to time, a weak, delicate and anxious voice came from inside the carriage: "Husband, Husband, come in quickly!"

But the young man insisted on gritting his teeth. Hearing the voice in the carriage, he turned around without saying a word, leaving his back to the crowd, and lay face down in front of the carriage door.

The poles, flails, hoes, and wooden sticks hit the young man's back one after another, and the young man also let out a scream.

At this time, a cold light flashed, and a villager raised a machete and slashed at the young man, but was soon stopped by a pole.

"What are you doing?" The villagers who were attached to the poles shouted at the villagers who were holding the hatchet.

"I hacked him to death!" said the villager with a machete.

"You are crazy, just scare them. If you really hacked to death, you will pay for it." Another villager said.

The villager with the hatchet was shocked when he heard the words, put away the hatchet and retreated.

The rest of the villagers beat the young man and the servants fiercely, and finally retreated in an orderly manner with a shout.

The villager who had the first conflict with the young man left last. Holding a bamboo pole in his hand, he pointed at the servants and the young man and said, "Don't bully others when you go out. Don't look at you as a young master, but leave your own three-acre subdivision
, you're not even a fart. "

After speaking, the villager picked up the hoe and went back to the village carrying the bamboo pole.

Seeing that the villagers had all left, the young man sat up and yelled 'ouch'.

With a "squeak", the door of the carriage was pushed open from the inside to the outside, and then a snow-white and delicate face appeared from inside the carriage.

"Husband." When the owner of that face saw the young man covered in injuries, he immediately exclaimed, and threw his whole body on the young man: "Husband! You are injured!"

The young man quickly hugged the woman and said, "Ma'am, why are you out? Go back!"

But the woman looked at the young man's injury and said, "Come in quickly, we'll go to Suxi County to find a doctor right away."

The young man said with a smile: "I'm fine, I've got skin trauma, don't you often say that I have thick skin, isn't the benefit of thick skin coming now?"

The woman was amused by the young man, but she quickly said: "This is not the time to joke, you have to heal."

The young man said: "Madam, have you forgotten? Isn't it the opposite when you go to Suxi County now? The miracle doctor I brought you here is in Shishan Mountain. Wouldn't it be better to find a miracle doctor to heal your injuries?"

When the woman heard this, she nodded immediately and said, "Okay, then come in and ride with me."

The young man shook his head, and said softly: "Ma'am, I'm really fine, you go back to the carriage, go!"

Seeing that her husband was so persistent, the woman frowned slightly, and said helplessly, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, the woman returned to the compartment, while the young man closed the compartment door, looked at the bruised servants below, and called out to the servants: "They are all trash! Even more than 100 countrymen can't stop them!" !"

When the servants heard this, their expressions turned bitter, and one of them shouted: "Master, there are more than 100 people, and we only have sixteen."

The young man said: "When you came to my house, you all said that you were a master, hum! Hurry up and go find a miracle doctor! If I delay the treatment of the young lady, I will peel your skin!"

After finishing speaking, the young man turned his head and saw Fang Jian by the roadside again. He had seen Fang Jian a long time ago, but he just didn't pay attention to it, but now that Fang Jian was still there, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

But seeing this, the young man was upset again. He looked at Fang Jian standing by the side of the road, and muttered in a low voice: "You are so beautifully dressed, you must be a rabbit master!"

"Master, this person seems to have been standing there watching the fun just now." Seeing the young man's displeased gaze, the leader of the servants at the side immediately came over and said.

"Oh?" Hearing the words, the young man's eyes immediately changed, and he said, "You dare to see my excitement, young master! You, take two people there."

"Beat it?" The head of the servant's eyes lit up, just in time to let out the anger of being beaten just now.

The young man thought for a while, and said: "Bring him here first, young master, I want to ask him a few words."

"Yes." The servant leader cupped his fists to accept the order, then called two servants and walked towards Fang Jian aggressively.

Fang Jian was about to go up the mountain just after watching a lively scene, but unexpectedly the young man was staring at him, so he stood by the side of the road and refused to leave.

"Hello." The servant leader came to Fang Jian and asked first, "Are you a local?"

Fang Jian shook his head and smiled, "No."

The servant asked again: "Then do you have relatives and friends here?"

Fang Jian shook his head again and smiled, "No."

The servant was finally relieved, and then said to Fang Jian arrogantly: "Oh, no? Then come with us, my young master wants to ask you something."

Fang Jian said worriedly: "Are you sure your young master wants to ask me, not hit me?"

"Hey!" The servant sneered, then folded his arms and said to Fang Jian: "Even if my young master hits you, you have to bear it obediently!"

Fang Jian looked at his appearance, coupled with the bruises on his face, and said, "It's like when you were beaten just now, right?"

The faces of the leader of the servants and the two servants behind him suddenly changed, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

"Boy, are you asking for a beating?" The leader of the servants said, and took a step to bully him with his fists clenched.

Fang Jian quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't, don't, everyone is away from home, talk well, talk well, since your young master wants to ask me something, then I'll just go over there."

Seeing that Fang Jian was subdued, the leader of the servant's face softened, but he still said arrogantly: "Then hurry up, don't make my young master wait for a long time!"

"Okay." Fang Jian nodded.

After that, Fang Jian led the third prince and followed the three servants to the front of the carriage, and the young man was sitting on the carriage looking down at Fang Jian.

Fang Jian looked at the young man, lightly brushed off his sleeves, then cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Young master, do you have something to ask me?"

Looking at Fang Jian's demeanor, the young man couldn't help frowning, and then asked, "Where are you going?"

Fang Jian pointed to Shishan Mountain and said, "Go to Shishan Mountain."

"Oh?" The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you doing in Shishan Mountain?"

Fang Jian replied, "Look for a miracle doctor."

"Are you also here to find a miracle doctor?" The young man asked in surprise.

Fang Jian nodded and said, "Exactly."

The young man hurriedly asked: "Then do you know where the Immortal Doctor's residence is?"

Fang Jian thought for a while, and then said seriously: "In the mountains."

The young man frowned, and said coldly, "Are you kidding me?"

(End of this chapter)

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