Chapter 109 You must follow us Just when the guards were despairing, a man ran over quickly.
"Don't slap him on the back. Lay him down quickly and press him hard."
Hearing this, Zhang Li followed the instructions without thinking.
However, it didn't work.
"You..." Zhang Li raised his head to ask the man what else he could do, only to realize that the person speaking was actually a dark and skinny salesman, and the words suddenly stuck in his throat.
The salesman put down his burden and ran over, took out a needle from his arms and stabbed Yan Shiji on the ground.
"What are you doing?!" Although Yan Qingshu was whipping the guards, he kept paying attention to his brother's condition. When he saw a dirty thing approaching his brother, before he could stop him, he saw a needle stabbing his brother. He was shocked.
The whip came through the air, but was held tightly by Zhang Li's hand, "Miss Qi, please calm down, this guy is saving Master Ninth."
Zhang Li was shocked at first, but then he immediately thought about it. He was an unknown person, looked thin, and had two children. Even if he was really malicious, he couldn't assassinate him in front of so many of them.
This is not reasonable.
When racing against time, Zhang Li had to stop the angry Yan Qingshu for fear that the salesman would be disturbed. As long as the salesman could rescue Master Ninth, their heads would not fall off. Even if they were punished by Miss Seven afterwards, it would be better than losing their lives.
His choice was right.
The salesman just gave Yan Shiji a few injections and fed him two black pills, and Yan Shiji stopped vomiting.
Yan Shiji breathed out slowly, raised his head and was about to speak, when suddenly he frowned, spit out a mouthful of black blood, rolled his eyes and passed out.
"What did you do?!" Yan Qingshu threw down the whip, hugged his brother's limp body, and glared at the salesman fiercely.
The salesman didn't seem to hear her words, he didn't even look at her, he just raised Yan Shixi's wrist to feel her pulse.
"Don't worry, the remaining poison has been resolved."
The salesman took out two more pills from his pocket and handed them to Zhang Li, "Take one pill every hour."
The pill is gray and black, only the size of a little finger, and looks extremely inconspicuous.
Zhang Li quickly took it, "Thank you, doctor."
The salesman smiled, showing his neat white teeth.
"I'm not a doctor, I'm just a salesman. Since I'm fine, I'll continue on my way."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left seriously, heading towards the load he placed next to him. There were two four or five-year-old children in the load.
Zhang Li hurriedly caught up. He took hold of the salesman's arm and begged, "Brother, please come with us one more time. I will thank you very much when the time comes."
There are thin arms under the palms, and two pitiful children are sitting in the tattered baskets, looking extremely poor.
I thought his words would make the salesman's heart flutter, but unexpectedly the salesman pushed his hand away and bent down to get the pole.
"It's just a coincidence that I was passing by, no need to thank you."
The salesman looked like he was in a hurry to leave, which made Zhang Li want to keep him, and the remaining suspicion disappeared.
He hadn't felt anyone following him before, and since the salesman had two children with him, he shouldn't be a spy or an assassin.
What's more, the salesman had stopped Young Master Yan's vomiting with just a few injections. Although he didn't know how effective his pills were in detoxifying, looking at Young Master Yan's face, he should be good.
"Brother, don't say that. You saved our lives. You have to let us thank you."
Zhang Li grabbed the salesman's arm again and glanced at the guard next to him. The guard received the order and immediately stepped forward to block the salesman's way of leaving.
"What do you mean?" The salesman looked at the guards with some displeasure and insisted on leaving him Qingshu saw that his brother's face had recovered a little, so he asked the two maids who were following him to change his clothes, and then he got up and walked towards the salesman.
After confirming that the seller's actions had saved his brother, Yan Qingshu's expression softened a lot, "You want to sell the goods, right? I'll pay five times the price."
She glanced at the old basket and the child in the basket who was so dirty that her face could not be seen clearly, and her tone seemed to be showing mercy.
Yan Qingshu really thought so. Normally, she wouldn't take a second look at such a low-level untouchable, and the goods she was selling were not something she could appreciate. Spending money on them was just a reward.
The younger brother is still in a coma. This person can relieve his pain, so he can naturally be kept in case of emergency.
The salesman still shook his head and looked at Zhang Li seriously: "Brother, you may think I'm a poor salesman, but it's something that the children in Wanxi village miss deeply. I don't want to disappoint them."
Wanxi Village? where is that? Zhang Li had never heard of it, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He was not familiar with Lanzhou, so it was normal for there to be a small village hidden nearby.
Although he was a little surprised when he saw that the salesman was not moved by money, he felt even more favorable and immediately changed his words.
"Brother, to tell you the truth, if something happens to that young master, all of us will lose our heads, so just do it and accompany the young master for a while, and take pity on us."
The salesman was in a dilemma. He looked at the young master being served by the maid, and then at the tall and strong guards, and he hesitated.
The two children in the basket were leaning against the frame, looking at their father silently, neither crying nor fussing.
Yan Qingshu frowned, her temper rising again. She took off her jade pendant and threw it over, "Take it and just follow us."
She had been wearing this jade pendant for a short time, and it was not too expensive. However, the poor salesman in front of her would not be able to make a profit from selling it for a few more lifetimes.
The salesman was startled and quickly caught the jade pendant with both hands. He took it carefully, but his hands, which were already stained with mud, immediately left dirty marks on the originally smooth jade pendant.
If someone who loves jade sees it, they will definitely feel distressed.
The best white jade is a waste of money if it is held by an ignorant person.
"This... this is too valuable, I can't accept it." The salesman stroked the jade pendant with his fingers a few times. He didn't dare to throw the jade pendant back, so he pushed the jade pendant into Zhang Li's arms.
With a "pop" sound, the long whip fell next to the salesman, and the pebbles splashed hurt his legs.
"Ah! What are you doing?!" The salesman immediately hid behind Zhang Li and looked at Yan Qingshu in horror.
Yan Qingshu said angrily: "What are you still dawdling about? He didn't want to follow, so I tied him up!"
So much nonsense! The guards looked at Zhang Li. Although they were all from the Yan family's army, they had followed King Lin for many years and no longer had to listen to the Yan family's orders.
Zhang Li looked at the angry Yan Qingshu and felt unhappy, but he didn't dare to contradict her.
Yan Qingshu is the most beloved granddaughter of General Yan. If she really hates her, even if the prince will protect them, it will be difficult for General Yan to explain. After all, he has to rely on the Yan family.
Moreover, he really didn't want to let the salesman leave. Firstly, it was to protect Yan Jiushao's safety, and secondly, he also had selfish motives.
"Look, brother, you'd better come with us."
Zhang Li exerted more force on his hands, and his attitude was very clear. If the salesman didn't take the initiative to follow them, he would really be tied up and driven away.
"Oh... forget it, I'll just go with you."
He put the jade pendant in his arms and followed with the basket.
A group of 13 people hurriedly and slowly arrived at Lianguzhai in the afternoon.
(End of this chapter)
