The whole family travels through the book, the plot is broken but the characters are not

When Fengye Village was in an uproar over the news about Han Qingshan, Han Qingyun received a message from the little beggar, saying that he had stuffed the letter into the home of County Magistrate Qian and assured that no one would see it.

Han Qingyun gave the little beggar another penny of silver and then returned to the backyard of the clinic.

Zhao Xingye and Zhao Xingwu fell asleep beside Han Dongchen's bed.

Although Han Qingyun was very tired, he was not sleepy at all. He just sat in the chair and waited for dawn.

It was dawn and a faint ray of sunlight came in through the window.

When Zhao Xingye opened his eyes, he saw Han Qingyun sleeping on the back of a chair. He carefully picked up a quilt next to him and prepared to cover Han Qingyun with it, but before he touched Han Qingyun, he woke up.

Seeing that it was already dawn, Han Qingyun gave Zhao Xingye a few instructions, left him some money, and left.

Zhao Xingye looked at the money in his hand. He wanted to say no, but he really didn't have any money. He and Xingwu didn't care, but if Dongchen woke up, he would have to eat something.

Well, it’s not a big deal. Their medical expenses were all paid by this second uncle yesterday. I’ll find a way to pay him back later.

Zhao Xingye scratched his head. When he was a child, he was just like Han Dongchen and liked to stick to his second uncle who was less than two years older than him. But since that incident ten years ago, he has never had such close contact with Han Qingyun again.

Over the years, Han Dongchen has been constantly talking about Han Qingyun in front of him, and Zhao Xingye has almost forgotten what his second uncle was like.

Ten years is enough for many people to change their temperament. This second uncle is no longer the gentle and polite man he used to be, and he is shy at every turn.

My second uncle seems to be much more fierce now. He only needs to glance at me lightly and I feel cold all over. Although he is a bit fierce, he is still a very nice person.

Han Qingyun had no idea what Zhao Xingye thought of him, so he came to Fugui Cloth Shop, which was not far from Tongji Medical Clinic.

The cloth shop had just opened, and Han Qingyun handed another letter he had written last night to the shop's manager, Li, and asked him to deliver it to Lu Fugui as quickly as possible.

At the residence of Wuping County Magistrate Qian Yongda, the old housekeeper hurried to the backyard early in the morning with a letter.

Qian Yongda opened the letter and his face changed drastically.

He didn't even have time to eat breakfast and hurriedly asked for a car to rush to the county government office.

He had heard earlier that many people from Jiyang were seen in Anling Prefecture, and he even wrote to his colleagues in Anling Prefecture to inquire about the situation, but his colleagues told him that they were all victims of the disaster in Jiyang.

Jiyang has suffered from severe disasters for many years, so it is normal for people to flee to other prefectures. Qian Yongda even thought about it. If there were really disaster victims in Wuping County, he would organize the wealthy businessmen in the county to provide porridge to relieve the disaster.

Most people in Ji Yang are strong and healthy. It would be bad if they caused trouble in the city. We have to appease them.

Master Liu had told him some time ago that this was a very strange thing. How come so many disaster victims were only moving around in Anling Prefecture? Many of them had disappeared at the border of Anling Prefecture.

Logically speaking, Wuping County is adjacent to Anling Prefecture, and Wuping County is the richest county in the surrounding area. Everyone has fled to the border of Anling Prefecture, so how come there is not a single refugee in Wuping County?

At that time, he was just glad that the victims did not run to Wuping County and did not take Master Liu's questions to heart.

County Magistrate Qian now regrets very much that he did not send anyone to investigate the situation at that time.

If what is said in this letter is true, and the officials of Pingyao Prefecture and Anling Prefecture are covering for the army of Jiyang, and once the army of Prince Lin is gathered, they will point their swords at Wuping, it will be a disaster for their Wuping County.

After arriving at the county government office, County Magistrate Qian quickly summoned two of his best detectives to Anling Prefecture...

In a teahouse opposite the county government office, Han Qingyun saw County Magistrate Qian hurriedly run into the county government office. Then, in less than an incense stick of time, two big horses came out of the county government office and galloped northward at high speed.

Han Qingyun had good eyesight and saw at a glance that one of the horses was carrying Captain Wang.

He sighed lightly, went downstairs and left. He had done what he could, and he had no control over what happened next.

At Tongji Medical Clinic, Han Dongchen has woken up, but at this moment, Han Dongchen would rather never wake up.

Han Dongchen has been practicing martial arts with his uncle and two cousins ​​since he was a child. He has a high level of comprehension and great strength. When he was twelve years old, he could knock down his cousin who was four years older than him. Since he was fifteen years old, he has never lost in fighting with his uncle.

My uncle said that even if he faced Captain Wang, the best kung fu master in the county, he would not lose.

Han Dongchen has always had a dream. He wants to wait until his younger brothers and sisters are older and then join the army. With his skills, he will definitely make a difference in the army.

Even if he could only be a captain, he could still be a support for his family.

By then, how could Chen dare to mistreat them like before?

When my sister gets married in the future, he can also be her support.

But he will never have the chance to join the army again...

When Han Qingyun pushed the door open, he saw Han Dongchen staring at his arm in a daze, with tears in the corners of his eyes that he had not yet wiped away.

When the two brothers Zhao Xingye and Zhao Xingwu were at a loss, they saw Han Qingyun coming in and quickly called out, "Second Uncle."

Han Dongchen raised his head and looked at Han Qingyun, his eyes full of unwillingness.

He had stopped liking his second uncle, who was only a few years older than him, since he was ten years old. If it weren't for his second uncle, his grandfather wouldn't have ignored his family, and Chen wouldn't have been able to bully them so recklessly.

"Uncle, I'm a useless man now. I can no longer practice martial arts or join the army. Are you satisfied?"

Han Qingyun looked up at the sky speechlessly: Your arm was bitten off by a tiger, not me.

Zhao Xingye and Zhao Xingwu hurriedly tried to persuade Han Dongchen: "Dongchen, what nonsense are you talking about? If your second uncle hadn't rushed you to the clinic in time, you might have lost your life. Doctor Chen said that if he had been rushed any later, even the immortals wouldn't have been able to save you."

"I would rather die than be a useless person." Han Dongchen shouted excitedly.

Han Qingyun simply couldn't bear to watch it. Why was this feeling like he was filming a costume melodrama?

"It seems that ginseng is really a good thing. It was half dead yesterday, but today it has the strength to roar. Xingwu, just now Doctor Chen said that there is still most of the ginseng left and asked if we would sell it. Go and tell him, no!"

"okay."

Seeing Zhao Xingwu running away, Han Dongchen became even more excited: "Cousin, you used the ginseng? How can you just use it like that? We paid with our lives for it."

"But without that ginseng, you won't wake up. Dongchen, there is hope only when people are alive. I promise you, I will go back to find ginseng, and I will also kill the beast that hurt you."

Seeing Han Dongchen about to yell again, Han Qingyun picked up a piece of cloth beside the bed that he didn't know what it was used for and stuffed it into his mouth.

Han Qingyun didn't sleep much last night and now his head is aching. He doesn't want to hear Han Dongchen's noisy voice at all.

Facing Han Dongchen's angry eyes, Han Qingyun scolded: "You are so desperate when encountering a little trouble. You are really promising. You said you want to join the army, but have you ever seen a real soldier? They may have lost both arms, but they still have to charge forward."

Seeing the tears welling up in Han Dongchen's eyes, Han Qingyun sat on the chair and rubbed his eyebrows.

"You still have your right arm, and your kung fu is good. Even without an arm, you're still better than most people. If you practice diligently, your kung fu will be even better than before."

"In the past, there was a martial arts master who was feared by the world. However, he was framed by a traitor and his gang was slandered as traitors. All his brothers died, and he himself lost his left arm. After the loss of his arm, he was like a lost dog, hunted by his enemies everywhere. But even in this desperate situation, he remained resilient and lived on."

"Later, with his own perseverance and courage, he rose from the depths of adversity. Not only did he redress the injustice inflicted on himself and his brother, avenging a blood feud, he also succeeded his best friend and became the renowned Shenlong Chief Constable among the Four Great Constables. Ultimately, he gained control of the two major martial arts factions in the capital, becoming a dominant force and spreading his fame far and wide..."

Zhao Xingye and Zhao Xingwu, who had just returned to their room, were both delighted when they heard this: "Second Uncle, what's the name of this expert?"

"Qi Shaoshang."

Han Qingyun complained in his heart as he spoke, couldn't Old Wen fill the hole as soon as possible? God knows how many years he had waited for the finale of "Who is the Hero".

Han Dongchen was so fascinated by what he heard that he didn't even care about his broken arm. "Can you tell me more about him? I want to know everything about him."

"Okay, when you can run and jump again, and no longer want to die, I will tell you again, slowly and in detail."

"Okay. As long as I'm still useful, I'll live well."

Han Qingyun’s inner thoughts: It feels good to pretend to be cool.