Chapter 29: Nothing left

"The four of you, Mr. Qin, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Li, and Mr. Yuchi are here."

After lunch, Wei Chi, who was injured on his butt and was inconvenient to walk, was crawling on the bed and dozing off. Cheng Zhijie's loud voice rang out. Wei Chi's dozing was completely awakened. While yawning and rubbing his eyes, he muttered: "Aren't the army about to set off? Why is Marshal Cheng still so free!"

After cleaning up, Xie Jiu called someone to help Wei Chi out. As soon as Wei Chi went out, he saluted several old men. After that, he smiled at Cheng Zhijie's black purple face: "Enjoyant father, have you used food? If it's useless, my nephew asks the kitchen to get you some food."

Several old men smiled and Mr. Qin said, "No need to worry, we all came after eating. Your Uncle Cheng said that the chef of your Wei Mansion will be from his Cheng Mansion in the future, so we will go to dinner often in the future."

Wei Chi forcibly controlled the urge to roll his eyes. He had seen those who were confident, but never seen those who were so confident! He could guarantee that he would win! He thought so in his heart, and smiled at Cheng Zhijie on his face and said, "It turns out that my uncle is as confident as his nephew. My chef is at home, which is very convenient. Where is the uncle's personal soldiers? Have you brought it?"

"Of course. Come here, young people."

With Cheng Zhijie's order, a row of ten men dressed in strong and strong bodies, of varying heights, walked over and bowed down and bowed: "I have met the old man, the three Dukes, and the Lord Wei."

Wei Chi stared at the other person for a while, smiling like a fox, with a wishful thinking in his heart, and winning back these people, the security guard of the Wei Mansion is enough. Now, when we are cold weapons, martial arts are still very useful. Only the big tiger and two tigers in the family are a little thin, and Xie Jiu couldn't let her do it himself. It would be better to have a few more good players. Wei Chi was very satisfied and said with a smile: "Uncle Cheng, is it going to start now? Where is the person? Did you bring it?"

“Let’s wait.”

Yuchi Gong said something to stop him. Wei Chi and Cheng Zhijie both looked at him with curiosity and confusion on their faces. But he heard Yuchi Gong say, "I want to bet too, I want to win."

Wei Chi smiled deeper and said, "Uncle Yuchi, you have to place a bet when you participate in the bet. What is your bet?"

Yuchi Gong said: "If I win, teach you how to make pineapple eggs and salted duck eggs."

Wei Chi didn't care at all and said, "It's true, what if you lose?"

Yuchi Gong was very pleased: "If you lose, I will give you the piece of jade paper you like last time!"

When Wei Chi was visiting Yuchi's mansion, he walked into someone's study and fell in love with a piece of jade carved paperweight used in Yuchi Gong's study. However, it was also the favorite thing of the old Duke of Yuchi. Although he was not very good at learning, the paperweight carvings and other things were relatively beautiful, which made people feel like they could not let go of it. It made a man feel moved, but he was embarrassed to ask for it. Wei Chi's eyes lit up and nodded quickly: "It's done, that's it!"

As soon as Yuchi Gong joined in, Li Ji and Mr. Qin could not sit still, so of course he had to join in the fun. Both of them had good conditions. The difference was that both of them were optimistic about Wei Chi and betting on Wei Chi to win. Wei Chi's heart was so beautiful. Look, this is the difference between a wise man and a brave man. He waved his hand and said heroically: "Uncle Cheng, please call me up, let's start, you can't let all uncles wait for a long time, right?"

"That's, that's. Sijiao, come here."

"Yes, sir."

A tall and strong man with dark skin and bearded face ran out of the crowd. He stood straight, his eyes clear, his expression firm, and his every move all showed his identity as a soldier.

Wei Chi stared at the other person for a while, muttered in his heart for a while, and said, "Uncle Cheng, you have brought a soldier. I'm afraid you're still a kind of war-torn person. You're not kind."

Cheng Zhijie smiled so proudly, and he was still humble in his mouth: "Where is this? This is just an ordinary soldier. Silang, let's start?"

Wei Chi turned his eyes and said, "We have to discuss it first. The general term for this punishment is called the tickling method. Tickling the soles of the feet is just one of them. Whether it is the soles of the feet or the armpits, as long as it is not whipped or injured, even if I win!"

Cheng Zhijie seemed very confident and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, let's start, I plan to go back to my house for dinner today."

The implication is that he will win! Wei Chi rubbed his nose and nodded: "Let's start."

So, under the witness of everyone, Cheng Siyang, a miserable child who was chosen to try to torture, took off his shoes and socks, sat on a chair, bound his limbs, and quietly waited for the arrival of "torture". The torture was very simple, just ask someone to take a thin stick and stand beside him and listen to Wei Chi's orders to execute it.

Wei Chi said: "There is different things for everyone to be afraid of, so to use the torture of itch, you must first find the sensitive part of the inmate, hehe, let's start."

The servant began to look for it as Wei Chi's instructions. The place where Cheng Siyang was afraid of was not the soles of his feet or the armpits, but the thighs were actually itchy and laughed so hard that tears came out. Wei Chi was so beautiful that he had known that Old Cheng's rogue would not have any preparations. Sure enough, he actually found a guy who was not afraid of scratching the soles of his feet and armpits. It was too humble and seriously despised him.

At first, Cheng Siyang laughed loudly, looking indifferent, and laughed out loud, but she didn't admit defeat, and continued to grit her teeth and hold on. However, laughing at this thing is really tired after a long time. Except for the old god Wei Chi who was there, the more he looked at the expressions, the more surprised the others looked, especially when they looked at Cheng Siyang laughed softly on the chair, looking weak and weak, the surprise in his heart was even more unspeakable. It turned out that it was a terrifying thing to laugh too much. The result was that the old scoundrel met the little fox. The facts proved that the little fox was extremely cunning and even more sinister, and he was able to win. Cheng Siyang couldn't stand it after holding on for a while, so he gave in. Looking at Cheng Zhijie's eyes, he wanted to go over and kick him, and cursed himself: "Can't even laugh with a vague thing? Go back and punish me for thirty military sticks!"

Wei Chi was so proud of her heart, then there was no need to say. If it wasn't for the cold weather and her body was inconvenient, he would have to use a feather fan and slap it on a few times to show the style of the winner. Wei Chi smiled so hard that he said invisibly: "Uncle Cheng doubts the power of this punishment. Do you need to go on stage and try it yourself?"

"I'll hit you, a bad boy, I dare to cancel your Uncle Cheng!" Obviously, Wei Chi forgot that there was another feeling of anger in this world called anger and anger, and forgot the golden rule of being a low-key person. So, he was slapped in the head again. If the servant beside him hadn't helped him with quick eyes and hands, he would have been slapped to the ground.

Cheng Zhijie wouldn't miss this good opportunity to make fun of him, and immediately replied to Wei Chi: "You little body, look, you are weak, are you a man?"

"Sorry, Uncle Cheng, the winner is my nephew. Is there anything wrong with me today? If nothing happens, please stay for dinner, or is it that Uncle Cheng has already ordered the mansion to prepare?"

Wei Chi didn't care, but he won today! He smiled calmly and was elegant and elegant, and almost exuded a temperament called the Taoist Bone Fairy Style. Unfortunately, his expression was done well, but there was never a god in the world who had two people holding him and shaking his back.

"...I'll beat you a slut!"

"Ah! Help your adoptive father! Someone is going to kill your son!"

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After a while, when Mr. Qin rescued Wei Chi from Cheng Zhijie's iron palm, Wei Chi was already weak and ventilated without much air, and lamented: "Enjoyed father, if you are one step later, I will be killed in my son. Xie Jiu, Madam, come and help me with my injury test. Is it disabled? I want to ask Uncle Cheng for medical expenses!"

Cheng Zhijie glared and said, "Do you still dare to ask for medical expenses? Niece-in-law, go quickly, don't worry, go and tell your chef to make more dishes that I like. We old men will disturb you in the Wei Mansion today."

Xie Jiu smiled and said, "Uncle, please sit down, I'll go now."

While talking and laughing, several people went to the living room to sit down. Wei Chi finally got the treatment of the wounded. He could climb on a soft couch and chat with the fourth old man. What he talked about was nothing more than the so-called torture. Wei Chi beat Cheng Zhijie and was happy and blew out everything he knew. The fourth old man was shocked. He even called Wei Chi a talented man and should join the army to be the official who interrogated the prisoners, so he would have to rest in front of him.

The four old men ate and drank in the Wei Mansion. They were only at night when they were helping them back by their family. Before leaving, Cheng Zhijie was still drunk and said to the ten personal soldiers: "From today on, you are from the Wei Mansion. Do your best, don't lose the face of my old Cheng family. Wei Xiaosi, that little brat, is my husband's nephew, and is the same in the Wei Mansion as in the Cheng Mansion. Protecting the Wei Mansion means protecting the Cheng Mansion. Have you heard?"

"Yes, Master."

The ten people were a little depressed. After all, they were the personal soldiers led by Cheng Zhijie. They suddenly became someone else's family. It is understandable that they had a little bit of emotion.

He sent away the four old men. Some of the ten soldiers who looked like the leader came out and saluted Wei Chi, saying, "Master, the young men will go back tonight, clean up, and bring their families to move over the day after tomorrow. Please wait for the young men for a few days."

Family members?! Wei Chi was stunned and thought for a while and understood that these people were probably trained by family slaves, so Cheng Zhi energy conservation determines the family's ownership. Now he has been lost to the Wei Mansion. In order to show that he has broken up with the Cheng Mansion, his family members must be moved. After all, in this era, family is a very important concept.

Wei Chi nodded and said, "Okay, the houses are all ready-made. You can live there after you move in. You don't have to come here the day after tomorrow. Clean up slowly. Give you five days, it's better to be more affordable."

"Master Xie. Those young men said goodbye."

After discussing some details of the moving house, the leader took the people away and left. After leaving, Wei Chi remembered that he forgot to ask for his name, but he was not in a hurry. It would be the same if he could move them all over.

In the next few days, Wei Chi was recuperating at home, but Cheng Zhijie never came to harass her again. However, Cheng Ming came twice, saying that his father was busy on the war and could not get rid of him. He also promised Wei Chi to give it to Cheng Zhijie to go to war with food and took away a large cart. Most of the things in the Wei Mansion cellar were emptied.

After raising her at home for a few days, it was the New Year. The injury on Wei Chi's butt was really like the two who beat him said. You don't have to think about getting up if you don't lie for a month. But you still have to do what you should do. The free clinic team of the medical school has been selected and allocated. The medical team outside Chang'an City has set out early. The free clinic medical team in Chang'an City and the free clinic days are arranged for the New Year. The professors of the medical school are all leading the team. Wei Chi and Ding Shoucheng are the leaders and instructors of the Chang'an medical team. Even if they have injuries on their bodies, Wei Chi has to go.

A few days before the free medical consultation, Wei Chi invited the yamen runners of Chang'an Prefecture to issue an announcement in the name of the court, asking the Baoli in each township to inform them from door to door. The free medical consultation is good, but if the people don't know, no matter how good the things are, it will be useless. This free medical consultation was held in the name of His Majesty Li Er, representing the spirit and kindness of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty who loves the people as much as his son. His Majesty Li Er personally issued an order to ask the yamen to fully cooperate with Wei Chi.

"Master Wei."

"Mr. Ding."

"Mr. Wei has injuries on his body and has to persist in his illness. His spirit is really admirable."

"Uh... I'm too much award, I should."
Chapter completed!