Little lucky girl from the peasant family: Queen Splendid

Chapter 117 Fang Yuan Gets Beaten
The old man didn't need him to take off his clothes, and he didn't need to feel his pulse. He just lowered his head and sniffed the bloody smell on his back and said, "It's okay, there is no poison on the arrow, it's just a little more blood, just apply some golden sore medicine."

After all, he was about to turn around and leave, but Ding Wei was in a hurry. She stretched out her hand and pulled his sleeve, half begging and half threatening, "Master, the young master is going to fight the enemy. Why should you be wounded? Didn't you Have you brewed a lot of muscle-renewing ointment? Give me a bottle. Otherwise, I won’t let Feng Yi and the others go up the mountain to find tiger bones for you? I’m thinking about the young master, and I don’t have the heart to make any more delicious food!”

This girl is really extroverted. The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him. After all, he had nothing to do with his precious apprentice. He took out a small jade box with a wide mouth from his purse, and handed it over with a painful expression on his face.

Without waiting for him to give a few more instructions, Ding Wei snatched it away, threw it to Feng Jiu and said, "Go and apply medicine to the general, and I'll make some food."

After finishing speaking, she turned to the old man and said flatteringly, "Master must be hungry too, I'll go and make a pot of belt noodles, deep-fried bowls of master's favorite meat sauce, served with spicy lotus root and salted eggs, master eat two more Bowl."

These few words were like a thin needle that easily pierced Mr. Wei's rubber ball. He waved his hand powerlessly and replied, "Go, go."

Ding Wei stuck out her tongue, and secretly winked with Gong Zhiming, then hurried to the logistics camp.

Without his apprentice to smooth things over, old man Wei also turned cold, "I'm not going back to the camp, if I wasn't afraid that you would waste the good plaster, I wouldn't bother to do it."

Gong Zhiming was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the old man wanted to give him the medicine himself, so he smiled wryly.This old man is obviously kind, so he refuses to talk properly.

When Ding Wei found the carriage parked in the back camp, Brother An was already sound asleep.Xu Shi was also a little tired this day, and the fat boy's little snoring could be heard standing outside the car.

Yunying's ears were sharp, and she jumped down early. When she saw Ding Wei's tired face, she said distressedly, "Girl, you haven't eaten all day. Get in the car and have a rest with Brother An. I met you earlier. , I’ll roll out a bowl of noodles to cushion your stomach.”

Ding Wei waved her hands, and replied, "The young master suffered a little injury, and the old man didn't eat or drink for a day. I'll make more and send it over."

After that, she pulled out the washbasin that Yunying put on another car, and didn't have the time to make some delicate meals. She rolled the dough into pancakes and cut them into long strips with the width of her waist.

Yunying had long ago put the copper pot filled with water brought by the manor on the bonfire, and when it was bubbling, he stretched out the belt noodles and threw them in, and soon they were cooked and floated down, and they were scooped up in cold water. In a pot.

A large bowl of bean paste, plus half a piece of minced bacon, fried until fragrant.Then pick up a big bowl of spicy lotus root slices, cut a plate of salted eggs boiled in the noodle pot, and the supper is ready.

Ding Wei was worried about her son, so she left Yunying to take care of her son, and she brought food to the big tent by herself.

Old man Wei was staring at Gong Zhiming with big eyes and small eyes, looking at each other with disgust, finally looking forward to Ding Wei's return, they all became happy.

The three of them plus Feng Jiu, each of them filled a large ceramic bowl with noodles, added half a spoonful of meat sauce, and occasionally took a bite of hot and sour lotus root slices, Feng Jiu almost buried his head in the bowl after eating.

Gong Zhiming's eating speed is not slow, occasionally looking up and seeing Ding Wei eating only white noodles, without touching the meat sauce at all, a flash of pity flashed in his eyes.

I remember the first time he went to the battlefield, even though he killed the enemy bravely, but after that, he still couldn't get enough food for more than half a month.As for Ding Wei, a delicate woman who loves cleanliness on weekdays, this test may be even more difficult.

Ding Wei lowered her head and thought about something while eating, and waited until everyone put down their bowls, then said, "General, during the day, I worked with my master to treat wounded soldiers. usefulness?"

Gong Zhiming's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he put down all the teacups he was holding, and said seriously, "Say it."

Ding Wei put the last salted egg into the old man's bowl, coaxing the old man to smile, and then said, "If the general wants to go all the way to the capital, I'm afraid there are still many battles to be fought. Since there are wars, it is inevitable that some soldiers will be injured , but there are only seven or eight military doctors in the battalion. Even including my teacher and I, and Shan Yi, there are only a dozen or so in total. Once the battle is fierce, it is impossible to be busy. Sometimes it will be delayed for a while, and maybe a year will be delayed. Life. Therefore, I wonder if I should pick some careful and dexterous soldiers among the soldiers, and they only need to learn for half a day to get started. When the time comes, they can clean the wound and apply medicine to bandage. Such tasks can be taken over. Even smart Yes, learning to sew is not difficult."

Gong Zhiming nodded when he heard it, and after he was released, he went to the back camp and walked around. Several military doctors were so tired that they slept directly at the door of the tent.Most importantly, if some soldiers are selected from among the pawns and taught, they can take over the wounded barracks, and then advance to Xijing in the future, and Ding Wei will not need to follow.

Thinking like this, he responded, "Okay, there is no need to pick people for this matter. Most of the 500 people that Fang Yuan brought were young and smart. You can assign as many people as you need."

Ding Wei pursed the corners of her mouth, trying to say something but couldn't speak.Gong Zhiming ordered the guards at the gate of the big tent, "Go and find Captain Fang."

"Captain?" Ding Wei became more and more puzzled, although she didn't know much about Xihao's military rank, she still remembered that Fang Yuan was a partial general before, otherwise she wouldn't have commanded five hundred soldiers.Why did he get demoted after not seeing him for half a day? Did he lose the battle?
Before she could ask, the pale Fang Yuan limped in from outside the tent, when he knelt down on one knee to salute, his face was even more distorted.

Old man Wei had just put down his job, and when he saw him like this, he said, "Boy, have you been beaten with military sticks? You should hang out with the old man in the future. Why risk your life to go to the battlefield and get beaten with military sticks when you leave the battlefield?"

After all, he squinted at Gong Zhiming, his intention to poach the wall was too obvious.

Ding Wei smiled helplessly, wishing to gag the master's mouth with salted eggs again.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan is not tempted at all, hearing what the old man said, his expression was a little bit more embarrassed.

Gong Zhiming didn't seem to hear a word of the old man's words, he told Fang Yuan in a deep voice, "Take the original half battalion of people with you, and follow Miss Ding's orders from now on, if you dare to leave without permission, you will definitely be executed."

Fang Yuan bowed in response, and finally bowed to Ding Wei to make amends.

Ding Wei quickly helped him up, and comforted him, "Brother Fang is being polite, you are also eager to fight the enemy, how can I blame you. Besides, I can't use so many people to treat the injured brother in the camp." Ah. But the general just allowed me to form a medical guard, and it will be much faster to treat the injured brothers in the future. This needs more help from my brothers."

Fang Yuan's face flushed with shame, he quickly lowered his head and replied, "I will obey Miss Ding's orders."

"Okay then, brother, hurry up and heal your injury. There are many things to be busy tomorrow."

Ding Wei said a few more words to Fang Yuan before sending him out.In the end, he turned his head and asked Gong Zhiming, "General Xiao Fang is very disciplined in leading his troops, why is he dismissed from office and beaten with military sticks?"

Gong Zhiming drank his tea with his head down, pretending to be confused.He naturally wouldn't say that when he was fighting on the battlefield, he suddenly saw Fang Yuan coming, thought that something happened to Ding Wei's mother and son, and was shot in the shoulder by a cold arrow while distracted.Disobeying orders without authorization is a taboo in the army. He only fined him twenty army sticks to show mercy.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ding Wei thought there was something else hidden, so she could only hide her doubts, and said, "General, some soldiers have their hands and feet amputated, and I'm afraid they won't be able to do heavy work in the future. Their livelihood will definitely be a problem, so some arrangements must be made. "

"Naturally, most of the annual income of the Ministry of Finance is used to help the wounded."

"There is a saying that it is better to teach a man how to fish than to give him a fish. The old people often say that the emergency is not the poor. I think that it is better to find a good job for the wounded than to give them monthly relief. Earn your own wages , it’s better than receiving relief. Besides, the entire Xihao people can also get benefits and convenience.”

Gong Zhiming raised his eyebrows, he asked himself that he loves soldiers like sons, but all the soldiers who followed him to the battlefield, no matter the monthly rations, or the compensation money for those who died in battle, were the highest among the Sifang Garrison of Xihao.Those disabled soldiers can even receive relief money every month, and it is not a problem to have enough food and clothing.

At this moment, Ding Wei suddenly heard that something was wrong, and she was a little unconvinced for a while.

"Then tell me, is there any good way to accommodate the disabled soldiers, so that they can have no worries about food and clothing and benefit the people of Xihao?"

Ding Wei's sharp eyes caught the suspicion in his expression, and she also became determined to win. Just as she was about to speak, Old Man Wei intervened.

"Boy Gongzhi, since you don't believe in my apprentice's ability, why don't you make a bet with me? If my apprentice can do it, you can lose old man Yun to me as a day-long follower. If my apprentice doesn't How about I lose her to you as a servant girl for a day?"

As soon as the old man's words fell, the other three people in the room wished they could all roll their eyes.After arguing for a long while, the old man wanted to be a white wolf empty-handed, so he took advantage of it, and he didn't lose anything if he lost.

But Gong Zhiming was curious about what Ding Wei could do, and secondly, he was tempted by Ding Wei to be alone with him for a day, so he nodded and accepted the bet, "Deal."

Old Man Wei laughed, and simply lay down on the rug beside the brazier, obviously waiting for his apprentice to kill all directions and help him win the bet.

Amused and helpless, Ding Wei simply confessed.

"Before, I saw that if the folks in various villages sent letters and things to other places, they would mostly go to the city to find a caravan for help. Not to mention the cost, it would be very inconvenient. If the Xihao court chooses to set up a delivery department, then every time The village or two or three villages assign a veteran to be a courier, responsible for collecting letters, sending letters, and receiving wages every month. Wouldn’t it kill two birds with one stone? In addition, most of the official roads leading to the prefecture or county are repaired by corvees from the villages. The damaged places cannot be disposed of in time, let alone maintained on a daily basis. Most of the streets and roads in the city are not cleaned, and only the merchants clean the front of their houses, which is often messy. If the wounded soldiers are assigned a cleaning task , two or more people on a street, cleaning it every day, wouldn't it be much cleaner and more orderly."

(End of this chapter)