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Chapter 48 I don’t have a good brain, and I really don’t know how to live or die when I talk.
  "I'm reporting to the head of the family. There is a sedan on the road. It seems to be an official going out."

"Just as the brothers were about to go up to ask questions, the guards over there started to use their knives. The brothers were caught off guard and were stabbed several times by them."

"These two brothers were the most seriously injured, so we carried them back to the village."

The leader of the minions reported: "Now Gong Tou and his people are surrounding the sedan chair. Please give me your permission, please."

"Is there such a thing?"

"That's unreasonable!"

Lu Zhishen and Wu Song were furious and stood up one after another.

Even Song Jiang showed anger and cursed loudly.

It’s hard to say how much of this Song Giegie is true and how false.

But at least, it looks pretty manageable.

"Then you give it a try first. If you're not sure, you'd better ask the doctor over."

If Yan Shun were the boss, he would just ask someone to carry him back to his room, give him some medicine, and leave him to fend for himself.

Huang Shang has read more than five thousand volumes of Taoism, and his theoretical knowledge of Taoism is better than that of Zhang Tianshi, Luo Zhenren and other big names.

"Okay." Wu Dalang nodded repeatedly and followed Huang Shang.

Lin Xuan thought for a while: "Da Lang will stay too, let's help out."

"Thank you, Master!"

"Master, wait a minute..."

These days, bandits also pay attention to seniority and are divided into three, six or nine levels.

"The great leader Yi Bo Yuntian!"

If you can't survive it, just bury it in the back mountain.

Medical skills have also improved accordingly.

The two lying minions were moved and quickly struggled to get up to express their thanks.

Since ancient times, medicine has not been divided into different families.

Even if he is not as good as the miracle doctor An Daoquan, calling him a "famous doctor" is more than enough.

"Others, follow me down and have a look."

Huang Shang stood next to the two wounded people, looked at them, and said after careful consideration: "These two... two heroes don't seem to be too seriously injured. Disciple may give it a try."

For Taoism, medical skills are the means and methods to carry forward the teachings and explore the teachings.

"This is considered a work-related injury. Give them a good bandage first."

I definitely won’t think about spending money to see a doctor.

Lin Xuan ignored the scolding and directly ordered: "If it can't be cured on the mountain, you guys should go down and ask two doctors to come and take a look. Be polite and give me enough money. Don't scare people."

The minions have no human rights at all and are regarded as expendable items.

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and took the lead in running out of the village.

His current attributes are pretty good.

Although he shouldn't be able to outrun a humanoid guy like Dai Zong, the magical Taibao.

But ordinary professional athletes can't even get Lin Xuan's exhaust.

Seeing Lin Xuan taking the lead, Huang Rong and others followed closely behind, each using their own skills to file out.

"..."

Song Jiang just blinked and found that the front was empty.

In desperation, he had no choice but to spread his short legs, hold his round belly, and grit his teeth to follow.

If I had known better, I would have drank less!

As he ran, Song Jiang only had this thought in his mind.

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  When everyone came to the main road, they found a large sedan parked at the entrance of the road.

In addition to the two bearers, there were seven or eight guards surrounding him, all of them holding steel knives and looking fierce.

A bandit leader in his thirties, with more than twenty subordinates, stood at a distance, confronting the guards.

There must have been a confrontation, and half of the bandits were injured.

Although the injury was not serious, it looked a bit miserable.

"what happened?"

Lin Xuan frowned and walked into the crowd side by side with Huang Rong.

Lu Zhishen and Wu Song followed closely, standing behind Lin Xuan.

"I've reported to the heads of the family that the sedan that passed through this place was bearing the name of Qingfeng Village Zhizhai."

"I thought this sedan was gorgeous, and thought of the master's orders, I originally planned to let it go."

When the bandit leader saw Lin Xuan, he became determined and said angrily: "Who would have thought that these bastards took advantage of everyone's unpreparedness and took out their knives to chop randomly, injuring several brothers in a row." About this time, Song Jiang I arrived sweating profusely, holding my stomach in my hands and panting.

"The signature of Qingfeng Village Zhizhai?"

Huang Rong frowned slightly and asked: "Are the people inside a relative of Huazhi Village?"

For Hua Rong's relatives, there is no reason to charge protection fees.

However, Huang Rong was also quite confused.

If it was really Hua Rong's person, would it be necessary to draw the sword directly?

Do you think we have such good friendships that you deliberately create something for fun?

"Hmph! What a joke! What do you bunch of ignorant and unreasonable people know?"

"It's a good news for you guys today. There are always two Zhizhai in Qingfeng Village, one is civil and the other is military."

"Hua Rong is a military attache, but he is just a deputy magistrate who has no reputation."

After hearing Huang Rong's question, a arrogant female voice came from the sedan: "My husband is Wen Zhizhai, and he is the serious master of Zhizhai."

"Wenzhizhai? He is a seventh-grade civil servant..."

Song Jiang's eyes narrowed, and he felt a little yearning in his heart.

Although this woman was tongue-tied, she was right to some extent.

In the Song Dynasty, it was common practice to use civil society to control military affairs.

If a position is divided into civil and military positions, it must be a superior-subordinate relationship, not equal at all.

The status of civil servants among the people is also unparalleled, unimaginably high.

Let's put it this way, Song Jiang actually likes to call himself "Asi" the most.

An si is a scribe in a government office, that is, a person who writes documents.

Although they were looked down upon by the scholar-bureaucrat class, they still belonged to officials and barely belonged to the cultural class.

After serving for a certain number of years, without making any mistakes and passing the assessment, you can be promoted to a civil servant the size of a sesame seed or a mung bean.

This was also Song Jiang's ultimate goal before!

He yearned for it more than being the big brother in the green forest.

"A junior civil servant from the seventh grade can be so majestic?"

Huang Rong curled her lips and looked at Lin Xuan: "Master, what do you say?"

As a bandit leader, Huang Rong was naturally too lazy to pay attention to the messy officialdom.

Besides, her cheap apprentice is a dignified number one scholar, a third-grade bachelor...

These days, the number one scholar can be related to Wen Quxing.

If Liu Gao saw Huang Shang, he might even knock her on the spot.

"It's better to ask clearly."

Lin Xuan glanced at Song Jiang thoughtfully and said loudly: "So, your husband is Liu Gao?"

Lin Xuan didn't know what the eldest sister's name was, so he just called her Mrs. Liu.

If I remember correctly, this guy is indeed not a good guy.

Hua Rong said exactly what she said: This woman is extremely unvirtuous and will only incite her husband to harm good people, take bribes, and do other immoral things.

In the original work, Song Jiang kindly rescued this woman from Wang Ying's bed.

But Mrs. Liu confuses right and wrong, and plots against Song Jiang with Liu Gao, almost crippling Song Jiang.

Although, Song Jiang is not a good person.

But when encountering something like this, it is indeed an unforeseen disaster...

He has been generous and righteous all his life, and everyone calls him "Timely Rain". He is a good man who is admired by everyone, but he has been taught how to be a good man by little fairies one after another.

Or just repay kindness with hatred, which makes no sense at all.

No wonder Song Jiang, who later became the leader of Liangshan, was not a womanizer at all.

I guess it's more or less a psychological shadow.

"How presumptuous! Is this the name of my husband that a thief like you dares to call directly?"

Before anyone else said anything, the woman couldn't help it.

The car curtain opened, and a pretty woman stuck her head out and said in a vicious voice: "If you don't get out of here, I will go back and report to your husband, and I will put you all in jail, and you will inevitably be cut into pieces by a thousand knives!"

"My brain is not very good. When I talk, I really don't know how to live or die."

Lin Xuan nodded: "Since there is no more discussion, then let me get them all."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)