Group favorite Xiao Fubao: My father is nine thousand years old in Dongchang

Chapter 147 Mischievous
But the rest of the Mo family didn't have such good luck. Although some people admired the Mo family and worshiped the Mo family, but if they really wanted to take in the Mo family's children, once they were discovered by the court, it would be a great crime to punish the nine clans.

It was under such circumstances that Mo Xiangyang met the fourth prince.

He met the fourth prince's uncle at the beginning, and later the fourth prince's uncle introduced him to the fourth prince. His ability is outstanding, and he soon helped the fourth prince to become famous in the border, so the fourth prince also valued him very much.

Mo Xiangyang has not forgotten the tragedy of the Mo family so far. Even if the snow has been cleared, there is only a lot of anger in his heart. The source of everything is the Li Dynasty. Only when he returns to the Li Dynasty can he truly avenge the Mo family.

Jiang Bowu probably knew why Mo Xiangyang returned to join the fourth prince, and he sighed softly.

Mo Xiangyang was worried about the fourth prince's injury, "Marquis Wu, you have already taken away the jewels. Our trip can be said to be a loss of troops, and you can be regarded as a good deal for the court. If something really happened to the fourth prince here, I'm afraid that both sides It’s really going to be a war of arms, the Dazhe Dynasty can’t afford it, but I don’t think Da Yu can’t afford it either.”

When Jiang Bowu heard that his pupils closed suddenly, all the muscles in his whole body tensed up.

If it wasn't for Dayu's financial constraints, he would definitely not let them go.

The Jiang family cannot bear the crime of instigating war, and the second brother and Mr. Mo are still in the hands of each other.

Gao Yuan's face was extremely pale.

Mo Xiangyang added, "I have a list in my hand. With this list in hand, I guarantee that Marquis Wu is worth the money."

Jiang Bowu thought for a moment, and then said: "Okay, I can hand over the fourth prince to you, but you must promise to let our people come over."

Seeing Mo Xiangyang and the others going away, Mr. Mo's face was extremely serious.

Mianmian found out the medicine bag, "Master, you are injured, let this disciple help you treat it."

Seeing Mianmian's enthusiasm, as if he had been looking forward to seeing a doctor for a long time, Mr. Mo forced a smile, "No need."

In fact, his injury was not serious, he knew that Xiang Yang had shown mercy, but what made him really sad was that Xiang Yang had come to this step.

Mian Mian said: "No, diseases are taboo and doctors are taboo. The master himself is a doctor, how can he forget this, come and squat down, and Mian Mian will treat you."

If she can heal the master well, she will not be far away from becoming a master.

Mr. Mo squatted down helplessly, blew on the wound gently, took out the medicinal wine and smeared it first, then applied the ointment, finally found the white gauze, wrapped it around the master's head and then lap.

When Jiang Bowu came back from cleaning the battlefield, he saw Mr. Mo wrapped in rice dumplings. The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he glanced at Mianmian helplessly.

"Mianmian, you're being mischievous again."

Mianmian trembled with guilty hands, "Uncle, you wronged me, I didn't. I'm helping the master treat. There's so much yellow sand here, what if the sand gets into the wound? Wrap some more gauze, and it won't hurt." It will make the wound stained with dirty things, which is a bit unsightly, but I believe the master will not mind this."

Mr. Mo: ...mind.

Jiang Bowu thought about it carefully, and felt that what Mianmian said was very reasonable, so he hugged her up and shook her, "It's a lot heavier, it looks like you've been eating well these days."

Mianmian felt aggrieved, "I've lost weight."

Jiang Bowu didn't answer, but asked a few other questions.

Mianmian answered everything she knew, thought about what she didn't know, and said it all at once. Although sometimes she said something out of the ordinary, Jiang Bowu still listened patiently.

It can be seen that it is better than when it was in Beijing.

"You have been out for so long, do you miss your uncle?"

"Of course I have. By the way, Uncle, you taught me to blow the horn before. This time I used it when the fourth prince and the others rushed over. It was the first time I discovered it, and it was also the first time I blew it. Horn."

"Really? We, Mianmian, are really promising. I taught you how to blow the horn once, and you know how to do it. Unlike your second cousin, I taught him several times, but I didn't remember it. It's so ugly. "

Jiang Xuanlin accidentally heard it, and his face collapsed instantly.

He wanted to learn it too, but he didn't have the memory of his younger sister, and besides, his dad didn't sing well, so why did he not even learn it for his elder brother?
Jiang Xuanlin didn't really want to see his father so soon, so he looked at Jiang Muyan, "Let's go find Second Uncle, I don't know if he is injured, maybe we can help."

Jiang Muyan was also worried about his father's safety, so he nodded.

When the two children arrived, Jiang Zhongyan and Jiang Jixun were talking about something, and when they saw them coming, they put away their things nervously.

Jiang Muyan glanced behind the two of them, as if it was something.

"Father, are you okay? Did they make things difficult for you? Did they hurt you?"

Jiang Zhongyan smiled, "I'm fine, are you two in trouble?"

"not afraid."

Jiang Zhongyan felt relieved, and touched the heads of the two children. At this time, someone was counting the battlefield. Jiang Zhongyan thought that the two children were not afraid, so he simply let them clean the battlefield.

Jiang Xuanlin: "..."

Jiang Muyan: "..."

If I had known it earlier, I would have said I was afraid. Although they were not afraid when they killed people, these bloody corpses were still terrifying. They were still children.

Jiang Xuanlin and Jiang Muyan helplessly followed others to check the battlefield.

Mianmian followed Mr. Mo to treat the wounded on the spot. Mianmian already knew how to deal with some simple injuries, and her strength was not small, so she could deal with simple traumas.

However, Mr. Mo only asked her to deal with some simple wounds, and he would not let her touch the more serious wounds.

Although Mianmian was a little dissatisfied, seeing so many injured people waiting for her to heal, she had no choice but to treat each patient seriously.

When she saw some white light spots flying into the jade gourd, all the dissatisfaction in her heart dissipated.

Mianmian began to treat every wounded patient seriously, and treated every wounded person with a smile, which gave these wounded people great comfort in their hearts.

It was not until evening that all the wounded were taken care of.

Most of the tents were given to seriously injured patients, and even Mianmian had to rest outside, but she didn't feel very bitter, instead she felt that it was very dark and the flames were very comfortable.

"Brother, why did you come here suddenly?" Jiang Zhongyan asked when he remembered.

Jiang Youquan asked straightaway: "That's right, big brother, why did you leave the capital suddenly?"

(End of this chapter)