Rebirth of Fenghua Military Master

It was rare for Su Yufeng to be in such a good mood. Anyway, her ultimate goal was Lu Qingqiu. Seeing that he admitted it so sensibly, she would show mercy and spare the life of this dog slave.

"Okay, I have always acted impartially. Since you have said that Qingqiu has nothing to do with A-Lin, then I will let him go, and you-you will be fined thirty sticks and kicked out of the Lu residence, how about it?" At this time, she was full of smiles, she was very beautiful, but she was as beautiful as a snake.

"Qingqiu...is willing to be punished."

"No ma'am, if you want to hit you and me, don't hit my young master! My young master is already lingering on the sick bed. Thirty sticks will kill him, ma'am, and if you drive him out of the Lu residence in such a cold day, he will freeze to death." Yes! I beg you to let the young master go! He is the son of your own sister! You have to look at the Buddha's face even if you don't look at the monk's face!" Alin scrambled to Su Yufeng's feet and kowtowed, crying I can't cry.

Su Yufeng kicked Ah Lin in the chest, kicked him aside, and said ruthlessly, "Sister? Huh! I never had a younger sister, let the butler not be punished!"

After Housekeeper Rao heard this, he lowered his head and ordered the servants waiting beside him to get the torture stick, and then sent people to block A Lin aside.

Seeing Su Feng's proud smile, Lu Qingqiu frowned slightly, what should come will always come, even if he dies here today, it can only be said that it is all fate, he just needs to let nature take its course.

A Lin wanted to go to Lu Qingqiu's side, but he was powerless to fight against the servant who was in his prime, so he could only watch with tears in his eyes.

After a while, the servants brought a bench and two wooden sticks.

"Hit me hard without leaving any strength!" Su Yufeng's voice was full of joy.

Then Lu Qingqiu was pressed on the chair, and he didn't resist, his whole body was still indifferent, as if the next thirty boards were just lightly patted a few times, without pain or itching.

"Boom! Boom..." The stick landed on Lu Qingqiu's hips and made a dull sound, and the servants who were using the stick didn't dare to spare any strength, otherwise they would be discovered by the lady, and they would be the ones who were hit by the board up.

A Lin's eyes turned red, and he struggled to run over to cover Lu Qingqiu's mercilessly smashed wooden stick, but his strength was so disparate that he was pinned to the ground by other servants, unable to move.

At this time, his tears kept flowing, and the slate was wet. He stared fiercely at Su Yufeng, and A Lin cried and scolded: "Su Yufeng! How can you be so vicious! You let the servants treat young master harshly on weekdays, young master Eat less, wear less, eat when you are hungry, and eat when you are hungry, the young master never said anything, woo woo... You deducted half of the monthly payment, my young master has been sick all year round and has no money for medical treatment, so he can only pay more Every day is a day! You have tortured the young master for so many years, why don't you let him go! Why are you so vicious! You poisonous woman!"

Su Yufeng didn't care about A Lin's scolding, now she was very happy to see Lu Qingqiu's bleeding lower body, she just wanted to watch Lu Qingqiu die with her own eyes!

Lu Qingqiu's consciousness gradually blurred, the pain on his back was already numb, blood slowly slipped down the corner of his lips, Lu Qingqiu couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, which stained the stone bricks on the ground red.

"Stop." An indifferent voice without the slightest emotion sounded from outside the hall, and the servant who was reprimanding Lu Qingqiu reflexively stopped his hand, and Su Yufeng also raised her eyebrows and looked towards the voice... ...

Dressed in a black robe with moiré patterns, his hair was casually loose, his stern brows were furrowed, his handsome face was expressionless, he walked to Lu Qingqiu's side in just two steps, squatting down to check on Lu Qingqiu's injuries , behind him were two guards holding swords.

Lu Qingqiu looked at the face that suddenly appeared close at hand, his eyes were full of confusion, and the next moment he was powerless and passed out.

Zhan Bubai raised his hand to hold Lu Qingqiu in his arms, and couldn't help frowning. How could a big man be so light? Facing Su Yufeng, who hadn't reacted yet, he said in a flat voice: "From now on, Lu Qingqiu and this servant, I am no longer from your Lu family." After speaking, he lifted his feet and walked out of the hall, and Alin was also helped up by the cold-faced guards who followed behind Zhan Bubai.

With just one glance, Su Yufeng felt as if she was in the ice, which made people shiver, but she still pretended to be calm and slapped the sandalwood table suddenly, "Is the Lu Mansion a place where you can come and go whenever you want?" You guys are so brave!"

Zhan Bubai did not stop, but signaled his attendant to stay and deal with it, while he hugged Lu Qingqiu and hurried away.

When Su Yufeng was about to send someone to chase after him, one of the guards left behind by Zhan Bubai took out a golden token from his pocket, and said sharply: "Seeing this token is like seeing the Holy Spirit in person, why don't you kneel down! "

Su Yufeng's eyes widened in disbelief, except for Prime Minister Li, the only one who has this token in the world...

His legs and feet suddenly felt a little weak, how could Lu Qingqiu know him, "Plop!" With a sound, Su Yufeng knelt down on the ground, sweating coldly, "My emperor... long live long live... long... long live... ...."

Zhan Fu.

Zhan Bubai stood quietly outside the door, looking up at the starry sky in the dark night, there was no movement in his eyes, the cloud pattern embroidered gold silk black python robe complemented his cold aura without warmth, from afar, it seemed like Standing on the top of the snow mountain, lonely and indifferent.

"General..."

Hearing the sound, Zhan Bubai turned around and saw the sweaty old man.

"How?" Words without a trace of warmth spit out from Zhan Bubai's mouth, his deep black eyes stared at the old man, showing no joy or anger.

The old man bowed respectfully, sighed lightly and said: "General, this young master's life is saved. The grass people have already applied the good medicine to stop the bleeding on the young master, and the wound on his hip is no longer serious. Since the treatment time is early. , so it won't hurt the legs, but..." The words of the old man stopped.

"Say." The words were still cold.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the old man told the truth: "This young master's body is inherently deficient, and he didn't take good care of it the day after tomorrow, so he often suffers from cold and cough, but these will not kill him. It is not a serious problem to hang the ginseng soup pill. But... when the old man felt the pulse, he realized that this young man had actually been poisoned by the long-term poison, and his life was in jeopardy."

"Long age?"

"Long age is a kind of slow/sexual/poison/drug. The poisoned person only needs to mix it in the poisoned person's meal all year round. It will not kill the person immediately, but slowly torture the poisoned person. , Every time the poisoned person's body feels like thousands of ants bite, the pain is unbearable, unbearable for ordinary people, if Cao Min hadn't treated such patients before, I wouldn't be aware of it today." The old man shook his beard, Those who can inflict this poison have nothing but close people, sighed, this young master is really pitiful.

After Zhan Bubai heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and his whole body became even more stern. The overwhelmed old man couldn't lift his head, and he paused for a while, "Is there an antidote?"

"This...forgive me for being incompetent and unable to relieve the general's worries, and please punish the general!" The old man knelt on the ground with a 'plop', and he was not far from death with his old bones. How could he be healed at this juncture? A patient with such a hot hand, isn't he intentionally making troubles for him, this general in front of him is a general that no one can afford to provoke, he is probably going to die in the general's mansion today.

"One, give him some silver and send it out of the house."

As soon as Zhan Bubai's words fell, the cold-faced guard who was holding a token in Lu Mansion today came out of the shadows, like a gust of wind coming out of the shade, the old man couldn't help shaking his body.

I thought my life was over soon, but who knew that the general not only didn't punish him, but rewarded him, it really saved my old life!Then the old man thanked Dade for bowing his head and thanking him. He got up and was about to leave the general's mansion with Yi. There is one person who may be able to do it, and that is Mo Xiuli, a poison doctor on Yanlu Mountain, more than 100 miles away from the capital."

Zhan Bubai nodded without answering, then turned and walked towards the room.

The delicate face is pale, bloodless and haggard, but just the side face is already shocking, the brows are slightly wrinkled and the bloodless lips are tightly pressed, as if they are enduring great pain, fragile like a piece of white paper, ready to leave at any time are in danger of breaking.

Zhan Bubai sat beside the bed, his movements were cautious, how could this person be so fragile, he couldn't even withstand a few blows from the board, but when he confronted Su Yufeng in the Lu residence, he was calm, calm, indifferent and fearless, as if Contrary to such a pale appearance, maybe he should come out earlier.

Thinking of that letter, Zhan Bubai frowned, I will take care of you in this life......

He raised his hand and gently stroked Lu Qingqiu's hair. There was a gentleness in the movement that he didn't even notice. It was unknown whether it was because of the letter or the person in front of him.

If other people see this scene, they will definitely think that Zhan Bubai at this time is a fake, because in Zhan Bubai, they only see iron and blood, and they have never seen tenderness.

"Hmm..." The person on the bed made a low moan/groan, and moved his fingers.

Zhan Bubai didn't get up, but looked at Lu Qingqiu quietly without any movement.

After a while of darkness, Lu Qingqiu gradually regained consciousness, half-opened his eyes and couldn't see things clearly, his whole body was aching and weak, as if his bones would break if he moved, and according to his current feelings, he should be lying there, the burning pain in his lower body stimulated Stretching his nerves, he remembered everything that happened before he fell into a coma in just a moment, and he was able to fully open his eyes.

The target is an indifferent face, with rigid facial features showing a coldness, even so, it can't hide his proud heroic appearance, which makes people unforgettable.

"You... are you?" As soon as he asked, Lu Qingqiu remembered that the person in front of him saved him in the Lu residence, and when he was about to continue asking, Zhan Bubai's words made Lu Qingqiu completely lost language.

"Zhan Bubai." Concise and concise answer, the voice is not hurried, and Zhan Bubai answered forcefully.