Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

"Is this, done?"

Lu Sheng reached out and poked the wound, then looked at Han Shui.

Han Shui nodded, and Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but circle around Han Shui: "Doctor Han Shui, you are really a genius in surgery!"

Lu Sheng also nodded, his senior brother was indeed amazing.

Even Ziyi admired his junior fellow apprentice.

When Han Shui's disciples heard Zhang Yuanqing and the others praising their master, they all raised their heads, as proud as if they were being praised themselves.

More than ten days later, the five prisoners had many injuries, both major and minor, on their bodies. The most serious one was the long scar on Mo Sheng's stomach.

The wound cut open the entire belly. If it had happened in the past, such an injury would definitely not have been saved. But now, apart from a centipede-like scar on his stomach, Mo Sheng was fine.

Fusu tapped Mosheng's belly again and again. Finally, when he was sure that the wound was fine, he let go.

He took out his little notebook and wrote down everything on it.

"Would Doctor Han Shui be willing to teach this suturing technique to more people?"

"I have no choice but to do so."

Zhang Yuanqing took a step back, straightened his collar, and bowed, "Doctor Han Shui is righteous."

Han Shui hurriedly returned the greeting.

"Sir, please return to the palace and report to the king that the suturing operation was successful. The king can send a suitable person to Dr. Han Shui for training."

"Don't worry, sir. My father has already started selecting candidates a few days ago. Fusu will go and tell my father the good news right away."

"Fusu takes his leave."

After Han Shui and others left, Zhang Yuanqing asked the five people to put on their clothes and took them to his study.

"Now that the experiment is complete, the promises I made to you are now valid. From now on, you are innocent and can return home."

"Ada, give each of them ten taels of silver and some food, and let them go."

"Yes. Come with me."

Hearing that there was still money to be taken, several people happily followed Ah Da out. Only Mo Sheng hesitated for a moment and did not follow him out. He knelt in front of Zhang Yuanqing and said, "My Lord, I have no family. Can I stay with you?"

Mo Sheng was the youngest son in the family. Because he was the last born, he was called Mo Sheng. After his three older brothers Zheng Ding passed away, he was the only one left at home to take care of his parents.

When Mo Sheng was thirteen years old, his father died due to years of hard work, and his mother fell ill shortly afterwards. He used all the money in the family to treat his mother and failed to keep her. In the end, Mo Sheng was the only one left in the family.

That year, Mo Sheng's eldest brother returned with the news that his two brothers had died in battle. He also brought back a woman, whom he said was his wife, Qiu Sao. His eldest brother had lost an arm due to injuries sustained in the battle, but Qiu Sao did not despise him, and Mo Sheng was happy for him.

Mrs. Qiu had a younger brother, and since no one else was around, she took him in. Initially, Mo Sheng thought their family's life would improve, but things didn't last long. His eldest brother caught a cold, and Mrs. Qiu called a local doctor. After three days of taking herbal remedies, his condition didn't improve. She wanted to take him back to see a doctor, but he refused. Finally, within a dozen days, he passed away. On the night of his funeral, Mo Sheng overheard a conversation between Mrs. Qiu and his younger brother.

It turned out to be Qiu Sao's younger brother who had murdered his eldest brother. Qiu Sao's younger brother had coveted the family's land and wealth, and had added a poison to his eldest brother's medicine, poisoning him to death. Furious, Mo Sheng rushed into the kitchen with a hoe and struck Qiu Sao's younger brother in the head. Terrified, Qiu Sao and the others were too stunned to react, and Mo Sheng ultimately beat them to death. Despite Qiu Sao's pleas, Mo Sheng refused to let the beast go. The next day, Qiu Sao reported the matter to the authorities, and Mo Sheng was imprisoned for murder.

Zhang Yuanqing listened quietly to Mosheng's story, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "As expected, art comes from life. I never thought that the bloody plot in the novel actually happened in ancient times."

"My Lord, I am willing to be your slave and follow you for the rest of my life."

Seeing that Zhang Yuanqing had not spoken for a long time, Mo Sheng mustered up the courage to beg again.

He had no family left when he went out, the Marquis saved his life, and the Marquis was a good man, so he was willing to follow the Marquis. Thinking of this, Mo Sheng knocked his head on the ground.

"Get up." This was also a pitiful person. Zhang Yuanqing sighed: "You can stay and be a guard in the future. Practice martial arts with Ada."

"Thank you, my Lord. I will definitely study hard."

Mo Sheng kowtowed to Zhang Yuanqing three more times in joy, which made Zhang Yuanqing feel pained and he quickly called people up.

Ying Zheng looked at the little notebook where Fusu recorded the suture technique, laughed happily twice, and patted Fusu on the shoulder: "My son did a good job, the record is very detailed."

Fusu was caught off guard and stumbled, nearly falling to his knees. Ying Zheng quickly grabbed his son by the collar and looked at Fusu with disdain: "Have you neglected your martial arts lately?"

"I'm going to practice martial arts now."

As he said that, Fusu ran out of Zhangtai Palace.

My Lord, you are such a fool! Can my small body withstand the blows of yours?

You still look down on me. Once I master my martial arts, I will definitely be better than you in the future.

The teacher once said, don’t bully the young because they are poor.

"This kid." Ying Zheng's eyes widened as he watched his son suddenly leave. "How dare this brat get angry with me!"

"Hahaha, this is my child, courageous and smart."

"Fusu finally has some of my image, not bad."

Ying Zheng was in a good mood, and Shi Yi was amazed when he saw him.

The king actually doesn't blame the young master for his unreasonableness?

"Shi Yi, take all the people selected earlier to Dr. Han Shui and tell them to learn from him. Anyone who can't learn or dares to be lazy will die."

"promise."

Shi Yi shook his body and went out carefully.

Xinzheng

"Master, I heard about it."

Fu Ke was calculating the revenue of the Xinzheng store this month when a servant hurried in.

"Say it."

"Master, Han Fei is the King of Han's eleven-year-old child. I've heard that the King of Han seems to value this child very much. He is also very intelligent, and many of the Han court officials praise him."

"There's also Zhang Liang, the grandson of Prime Minister Zhang Kaidi. He's twelve years old and very famous in Han. However, both of them are not in Han now. They're away studying."

The servant told everything he had learned in one breath and waited for the master's instructions.

"Where did these two go to study?"

"This slave has not yet found out."

"Then go find out. If you need money, go to the accounting office and get it yourself. Make sure you find out where these two people are."

"promise."

After hearing this, the servant left in a hurry, and Fu Ke had no time to count the accounts.

What does the Marquis want me to do by finding out about the two children?