HLnovel Chapter 401 It’s hard for him to think like this
Chapter 401 It’s hard for him to think like this
"I'm here."
Hearing a voice behind him, Fang Youming quickly turned around, only to see General Duan leaning against a corner in the cellar.
There was a bead beside him that glowed faintly, illuminating the darkness.
His face was pale, but his eyes were very clear. He leaned there and looked at himself motionlessly.
Although he has no expression, he gives people an invisible sense of oppression.
"Sir, I brought you some steamed buns. Please eat some to fill your stomach."
As he said this, he took out four steamed buns wrapped in leaves from his arms, walked closer, knelt down and handed them to him.
Kang Ge'er was still sizing up the person in front of him, but he saw him kneel down with his head lowered and present the thing in his hand.
This really scared him and he sat up straight.
"What are you doing?"
Fang Youming lowered his head and raised his hand, as if to say that he would not stand up unless you took it.
This steamed bun is as big as his palm.
Kang Ge'er took one, two, three, four.
Well, four neatly wrapped big black buns appeared in his arms.
"Why are you kneeling? Get up. A man's knees are made of gold, so he can only kneel to heaven, earth, and his parents."
Mo Le, also added a sentence "Kneel Your Majesty."
Fang Youming felt a little self-deprecating after hearing this, but he still knelt upright beside him.
"Sir, I am a fugitive, a person of low status."
After a pause, he continued with a stern expression, "My lord, you have a kind heart, but I cannot break the rules."
Exiled prisoners could only kneel down to talk to officials.
But Fang Youming was not born as a refugee of low status. He was once a young man sitting in the hall of a noble family, surrounded by servants.
Now, he was wearing a short brown robe that didn't fit him well, kneeling in the dark cellar with his back bent, answering with a humble look.
Kang Ge'er, who was given the good guy card, felt that the steamed bun in his mouth had lost its taste.
The man in front of him was about the same age as him, and his aura was not like those of ordinary people. He looked more like the young master of someone's family.
But when Kang Ge'er heard him say that he was a fugitive, he understood.
To be able to be a fugitive in such a cold and harsh place, his family background must have been quite good.
"It's just you and me here, and I'm in dire straits. I'm not bound by formalities, I'm just getting along with ordinary people. Your insistence on etiquette must be making me feel a little uncomfortable."
Kang Ge'er drank the water that Fang Youming brought to help him relax.
He was a lively person by nature and had been following his master since he was very young. Sometimes he was a rich young man, and sometimes he was a beggar in a dilapidated temple. Whenever the other party was interested, he would just treat them as ordinary people he met outside.
After all, he can even call beggars brothers.
He made friends with everyone, regardless of status or wealth. Fang Youming thought to himself, this was how the outside world evaluated General Duan.
No matter what he thought in his heart, he looked extremely respectful, but his posture was much more relaxed than before.
In his mind, he had already regarded General Duan as his next leadership target. If the leader said he was uncomfortable, he would adjust his attitude and make sure to satisfy the leader.
He was still kneeling, but he was sitting on one side.
"Why is your household?"
"My Lord, I am from the Fang family of Dongyang, and my name is Youming."
After hearing that, Kang Ge had an impression of it.
"Is it the Fang family who were exiled in the 19th year of Mingde?"
Fang Youming showed a look of shame on his face and fell to the ground in response.
In fact, they had seen it when they were young.
He once went to Beijing with his mother to visit his sixth uncle's home and attended a banquet, where he met Duan Chengkang several times.
Kang Ge'er couldn't remember, so he looked at the man carefully with the light of the night pearl.
Upon closer inspection, I discovered that his face was swollen and had slap marks on it. It looked like he had been beaten. This person must have some skills, otherwise how could he have hit an adult man's face so badly.
Another possibility is that Fang Youming did not resist.
He took out a small porcelain-white medicine bottle from his arms and threw it to Fang Youming.
"Here, it's for wiping your face. It's quite useful."
Fang Youming was afraid that the bottle would break, so he took it swiftly.
A hint of surprise flashed in Kang Ge'er's eyes. He threw it quite fast. Fang Youming's observation and reaction speed were quite good.
"Thank you for your reward, sir."
Fang Youming accepted the reward from his leader and bowed again in gratitude.
After opening the medicine bottle, a fragrant smell of medicine came to him, and he carefully applied the medicine on his face.
His burning face felt cool and comfortable after applying the ointment, which made his brows relax a lot.
After applying it, there was still a lot left, so he plugged the bottle and presented it with both hands.
"I'm giving it to you. It can be used to treat any bruises or injuries. It's quite effective."
As he spoke, Kang Ge'er took out a few medicine bottles from his arms. He didn't use these medicines on a daily basis, and his men would come looking for them soon. These things would be more useful to the person in front of him.
"You can keep these medicines, or buy them secretly. I don't have any money, so these will be of some use."
Fang Youming waved his hands in panic, "Your Excellency cannot do this. I cannot afford this."
Kang Ge'er suffered from unbearable abdominal pain as the arrow pierced his left abdomen. Fortunately, he was lucky that his spleen was not injured, otherwise it would be hard to say whether he could survive.
"You saved me, so I should thank you. When my people arrive, I will give you a thank you gift. Please accept these insignificant things as a token of my appreciation."
Kang Ge'er regained some strength after eating. When he woke up, he found that he had been bandaged. The bandage was made of relatively good cotton cloth.
But the man in front of him was wearing brown clothes and linen pants, which made it difficult for him to put in any effort.
"It is my great honor to be able to help you, sir. You are a general defending the country, fighting on the front lines for the Great Chu. I am only doing my humble part."
Then he told her what happened in the afternoon with some worry.
"I was going to bring food and come early this afternoon to look after you, Master, but I saw a lot of strangers around Baihua Alley. I was worried so I wandered around a few more times before coming back."
"If you don't mind, you can stay here for a day or two. I can send a message to someone you trust and wait for them to come and pick you up."
Kang Ge'er thought for a moment, "Is it safe here?"
Fang Youming patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, sir. This is my sixth uncle's house. He has been away for a few days due to a meeting, so no one is home. This cellar was built after our Fang family arrived. It's in a secret location, and no one else knows about it."