Happy Marriage

Outside the mansion, it was already the beginning of the lanterns, and the street was mottled with shadows, pulling her lonely figure into an old man.

Old Wangtou was sent back by An Sheng long ago, lest something had just happened in the mansion and he needed to run around. She looked around, and the unprecedented helplessness and panic gripped her heart fiercely.

For a while, she didn't know where she should go?

Back to Xiafu? A yard of gloomy clouds and mists, everyone can do nothing more than look at each other with tears in their eyes and complain to each other. And when Xue Zhao left, she still didn't know how the Xue family had to rely on and how to toss with Aunt Rou.

Without his father, Xia Mansion would not be his home.

An Sheng didn't want to go back, but he didn't know where to go?

The people on the whole street were talking about today's fire, and the fact that my father was convicted was the initial statement given by the imperial court. Therefore, father's name was passed from time to time in the mouths of people on the street, mixed with all kinds of unpleasant insults and vicious curses.

The disaster was more serious than An Sheng imagined.

If his father was convicted, perhaps, he would also become a street rat in this capital.

After all, the burned grain and rice were the sweat and blood of the people of Chang'an, and it was a reassurance in their hearts. If it is a disaster year, or if the green and yellow are not connected, the stock of grain in the grain depot is the foundation for them to survive.

Now, the sustenance is gone, and the hard work is ruined. Father is the culprit now.

An Sheng could not help but burst into tears as he walked.

"Miss Ansheng?" Someone greeted her: "Where is this going?"

An Sheng raised his eyes and saw Jia Liu, the shopkeeper of Heji Pharmacy.

She lowered her head: "Let's go."

The shopkeeper didn't know her identity and warmly advised: "It's already late, you have to be careful and don't walk around."

An Sheng said "Oh": "Thank you."

"Also, the soldiers are collecting scald medicine everywhere. You should remind Doctor Leng."

An Sheng's heart moved, and he suddenly raised his head: "Why are you looking for Langzhong?"

"I'm afraid you don't know yet, right?" Shopkeeper Jia said enthusiastically: "Today, the city's eastern warehouse has gone into the water, and many soldiers have been burned. The court is recruiting doctors and doctors to treat the wounded. If I hadn't been well-informed, the brothers would be busy covering up. , the Lang Zhong sitting in the shop was almost called away."

An Sheng's blood began to boil, and there was a voice in his body screaming desperately. She couldn't wait to ask: "Can an apprentice like me go?"

Shopkeeper Jia looked at her in surprise: "Are you going? This is a thankless job that everyone avoids."

An Sheng nodded decisively: "Go, I'm going, don't know where to sign up?"

Shopkeeper Jia waved his hand: "Don't be kidding, Miss An Sheng, those who were injured were a group of big men, naked, you are a girl's house, thin-skinned, what's the matter when you go? That group of soldiers , you don't know, it's all nasty when you talk, don't go!"

An Sheng was somewhat hesitant after listening to him. But after thinking about it, there is no other way. When I return to the house, I can only wait for the news of my father's beheading, but it is better to fight hard.

She forced a smile: "It's not me, it's a friend of mine who has always wanted to join the army and become a military doctor. I think this is an opportunity."

With a face of "So it is", Shopkeeper Jia stretched out his hand and pointed: "The soldier is going from house to house looking for scald medicine. You go to the front and tell them that they care if you are a serious man, and they are happy to take it back and pay for it. "

An Sheng thanked the shopkeeper, pondered for a while, found a ready-to-wear shop, changed into a blue cloth short shirt, dressed in men's clothing, put on a cloth cap on his head, covered his head with blue silk, and immediately hurriedly searched along the street.

Her mind was completely blank, and she didn't know what to do even if she mixed in? Can you save your father? I only know that I should do something, even if it is to understand a little more, it is better than sitting still.

After turning two streets, An Sheng saw a few soldiers coming out of the pharmacy, followed by a few people who looked like Langzhong.

An Sheng tried his best to stabilize his mind, then walked forward generously, and asked in a deliberately hoarse voice, "Is this in the search for a husband?"

The soldier looked her up and down: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"I'm just an apprentice in a pharmacy, can I only know basic medical skills?"

The soldiers looked at each other, probably thinking that this kid who had thrown himself into the net was a little stupid, and couldn't wait to nod: "Yes, yes, you can just get medicine and bandage. Come with us."

An Sheng, fearing to arouse suspicion from a few people, asked embarrassedly, "Are you in charge of the meal?"

Several people immediately burst into laughter: "It turns out that he is a scumbag, who manages the rice, and the yellow noodles and steamed buns are full."

An Sheng lowered his head, followed behind a few Langzhong, and was stuffed into an airtight carriage, carrying half a car of medicine, and bumped to Dongcheng.

Along the way, there were real complaints, and several Langzhong sighed in a low voice and indignantly unlucky. It's not because he was arrested for two days as a coolie, but because he was afraid that once he left his name, he might be caught and killed on the battlefield.

An Sheng was only silent, his heart was in turmoil.

As soon as you get close to Canglin, there is a scorched smell of water mixed with charcoal ash. Looking from a distance, there are broken wood and debris everywhere, and you can vaguely see the remaining Canglin, hidden in the faint light.

The carriage slowly stopped, and soldiers came to drive a few people out of the carriage.

The place where the soldiers were stationed was brightly lit, many tents were set up temporarily, and the soldiers on patrol came and went, making the atmosphere more serious.

"There are severely burned soldiers in the tent, and there are minor injuries outside. Please spare no effort to treat these soldiers who were injured in fighting the fire. I thank the doctors on behalf of the wounded soldiers." A man who looked like a leader stood up and spoke. It's polite.

No one spoke among the couple.

"Slightly wounded, you only need to treat the wound and apply scalding ointment. For the severely wounded, if you need any medicinal materials, just write out a list and give it to the soldiers. Everyone can do what they can."

An Sheng was self-aware, and according to the leader's instructions, he consciously stood in the ranks of the lightly injured rescuers.

That's more than half of them.

The head led him over and drove the couple with half a hundred hair over. He glanced at An Sheng and saw that she was still immature.

In the tent, there was a sound of pain, and someone yelled at the mother. From the open tent, An Sheng could see their shocking burns, some of them being torn apart, and a piece of blood was blurred.

An Sheng couldn't help but shivered.

Fortunately, the wounded with minor injuries are easy to treat, and the burns are not serious. An Sheng only needs to clean up their wounds.

These lightly wounded soldiers occasionally slurred, joking and joking.

An Sheng couldn't help but want to inquire, but he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would reveal his voice, so he tried his best to hold back.

She knelt down on one knee and lowered her head to treat the wound. The person next to her made fun of the soldier: "If you want to eat less, you just don't listen. Look, this is on fire, and you can't run fast if you want to."

The fat soldier was in pain, and hesitated lightly: "It seems that you are no better than me? You have been roasted into an old bird, and the old man has fallen on the pig's buttocks, only to see that others are black, but you can't see it. until you are black."

The man next to him was also grinning in pain, and he said to divert his attention: "Grandma, this fire is really evil, the 'coax' is all up, and we can't escape, just a few of us. Luckily, seeing Master Xia running away and stealing for a while, he was only slightly injured, and at least he saved his life, Li Shan and the others were all roasted into sweet potatoes."

His words made the few people who were still joking and laughing just now suddenly became heavy and fell silent for a while.

"If I let Lao Tzu know who set it off, I will have to kill him!" One of them gritted his teeth in hatred.

An Sheng couldn't help but move in his heart, his hands trembled, and the wounded soldier cried out again: "Take it easy."

An Sheng lowered his voice: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

A man who had been silent next to him suddenly said, "What nonsense is it? It's clearly a fire from the sky."

"Bah! What kind of sky fire?" Someone lowered his voice: "So many grains were set on fire almost at the same time, and they were swallowed up by the fire in an instant. Who believes that it was a sky fire? It was clearly someone who set the fire on purpose."

"You didn't die in the fire, do you still want to cause trouble for yourself?" the man scolded in a low voice.

"What do you mean, little white face?" The other person asked suspiciously: "You kid usually has a lot of ghost ideas. We are all gangsters, let's talk straight."

The person called Xiaobailian glanced at An Sheng, and seemed to be taboo: "I'll tell you more about it later."

"What are you selling?" someone urged.

An Sheng turned around, went to the box containing the medicine to the side, and twitched his ears.

"Are you all stupid? If we say that someone deliberately set the fire, the above will definitely investigate it, who will be interrogated then? Just a few of us are lucky to survive, don't say the doubt is on us, just don't doubt us, and we will be imprisoned at that time. , a severe torture, even if you don't die, you will lose a layer of skin, and it will make us feel better, right?

The above is nothing more than trying to fool the emperor with a reasonable and reasonable statement. Let's all agree that it is the fire of the sky. When the time comes, we will catch the two officials who are guilty of it, and it will be quelled. "

Immediately someone raised an objection: "That's not good, the kid who set fire is so ruthless, he made it clear that there is no way for us to live, so he can get away with it? Is he worthy of his dead brother?"

The man's words were immediately echoed.

"Besides, we have always managed the warehouse with all our hearts and minds. We have done a good job in all aspects of fire prevention and ventilation. If you talk about the sky fire, you will be putting a bucket of **** on your head."

Xiaobai snorted coldly: "I can say this here. If you don't listen, I can't help it. Think about your wife and children at home, and think about it again, so many grains are on fire together, and it is still under our noses. That's something that one person can do

Several people were immediately shocked: "Little white face, what do you mean?"