Chapter 392
"You don't need to catch the wind." Lu Heng's arm was stained with blood, and he still stood upright in the night, not showing any embarrassment. He said indifferently: "I have prepared my residence, and I don't want to make a big move. In addition, if Yu Tongzhi wants to catch the wind, it is better to go to the pier outside the city and save the burning ship first."
"Xiaguan doesn't understand what Governor Lu meant."
Lu Heng looked at them with a smile, and his tone was as if nothing happened: "That ship is mine."
Lu Heng, the man whose boat had been burned, was not in a hurry, but the officials in Suzhou were facing a big enemy, and hurriedly took the officers and soldiers to the shore to put out the fire. After dismissing the officers and soldiers, Lu Heng took the people back to the inn. They had to travel day and night this time, so it was inconvenient for them to lead Langzhong, and Lu Heng, a local Suzhou Langzhong, could not trust them. In the end, Wang Yanqing helped him bandage.
Lu Heng's arm was scratched by debris from the war, but luckily it didn't hurt the vital part, but there was a lot of bleeding. Wang Yanqing has practiced martial arts since she was a child and knows basic wound treatment. She carefully removed the debris from the wound with tweezers, and then dipped the cotton in the wine and said, "I will use the wine to clean the wound, it may be more painful."
Lu Heng nodded. They used spirits to directly rub the wounds when they dealt with the wounds. Wang Yanqing's movements were too gentle. Wang Yanqing carefully helped him clean. She was afraid that he would hurt, so she deliberately said something to divert his attention: "The boat is on fire, you don't seem to be in a hurry at all."
"It's already burnt like that, what's the use of me being anxious." Lu Heng said, "The fire scene is the most uncontrollable, and you will lose your life if you are careless. Anyone who saves will be saved anyway, let the officers and soldiers in Suzhou go in and take risks. "
Fighting the fire is dangerous and hard work, and there may be gunpowder left in it. Lu Heng didn’t want to take his own life to fill it up. It happened that Yu Xiao brought people here. This kind of thing that kills people should be given to the officials in Suzhou.
The cotton was quickly soaked in blood, and Wang Yanqing replaced it with a new batch of cotton and asked, "Did you know?"
Lu Heng chuckled: "Know what?"
Yesterday, Wang Yanqing and Lu Heng finalized a plan, and Wang Yanqing tried his best to talk to Zhu Yuxiu. If the two could get along alone, Wang Yanqing would take the opportunity to create a reason to visit the door and let Zhu Yuxiu prepare evidence in advance. When he saw Zhu Yuxiu on the road today, Wang Yanqing changed his mind and thought of ice cream.
Women's dressing is a legitimate opportunity to be alone, and later visit in the name of giving clothes. The first half of the journey was smooth, but after they came out of the Zhu family, they were ambushed.
Wang Yanqing approached Lu Heng and asked in an airy voice, "Who leaked the news that we were going to Zhu's house this afternoon?"
Lu Heng was about to bandage the wound, and the clothes on his upper body had already been undone. Wang Yanqing sat beside Lu Heng, and when she got close, her breath lightly hit Lu Heng's skin, itching and cold. Lu Heng moved his fingers and said, "Come here, I'll tell you."
Wang Yanqing hurriedly put down the wine and pressed her face to Lu Heng's lips with a solemn face. Her skin is a kind of pearly white, and the skin on her ears is particularly thin. You can see fine red blood vessels under the auricles, but the earlobes are small and exquisite, and they look very cute. Thinking like this, Lu Heng took a bite on her earlobe, and said in the same breath, "It's me."
Her ears are sensitive, and the breath of her speech is on it, and it turns red without provocation. Wang Yanqing was stunned and turned around in disbelief: "You?"
She originally thought that Lu Heng was joking with her, but when she looked back at Lu Heng's calm and smiling eyes, she realized with hindsight, "You deliberately put out fake news?"
"How can it be called fake news?" Lu Heng corrected Wang Yanqing's words like a dedicated teacher, "Didn't we go to Zhu's house this afternoon? I went, so why say it's fake."
Wang Yanqing understood, Lu Heng leaked his whereabouts by himself, and used this as bait to draw out the inner ghost. He deliberately brought only a few guards to Zhu's house, but arranged an ambush outside the gang hall to catch the pirates alive without a single soldier. From this point of view, the ship parked in the port is probably also a blindfold, and most of the fire guns have been transferred long ago.
Wang Yanqing understood his intentions, but looking at the injuries on his body, he was still terrified: "Since you know that someone is going to assassinate you, why are you risking yourself? They don't know what you look like, so it's fine to change someone else."
"That can't be done." Lu Heng clenched Wang Yanqing's fingers, still smiling, "I don't want others to walk by your side and call your wife."
He deliberately made things lighthearted, but Wang Yanqing understood that the most important thing in the battle between the two armies was morale. His presence at the scene and hiding behind him must have different effects on people's hearts.
Officers are greedy for life and fear of death, how can they ask soldiers to sacrifice their lives to charge? Lu Heng had mixed reputations in the court, but the people inside Jinyiwei completely obeyed his orders, and their ability to work hard for his words was inseparable from his charisma.
Seeing that Wang Yanqing didn't speak, Lu Heng hugged her with his uninjured arm, and said with ease and firmness, "It's alright, don't worry."
His upper body muscles are well organized, and he can feel the heat on his body through the fabric. Wang Yanqing pushed his arm down dully and said, "Apply the medicine first."
Wang Yanqing cleaned his wound with wine, and lightly sprinkled the gold sore medicine. When applying the medicine, he could not help but see the arrow wound on his shoulder. This was also the wound left by the Japanese pirate attack. Although the wound was healed, there was a crescent-shaped scar on his body.
At that time, she had just regained her memory, annoyed that he lied to her, and also guarded against his use of wounds to gain sympathy. Seeing it again today, Wang Yanqing felt very distressed without him saying it.