In the following days, under the arrangement of Murong Ling, the kitchen specially opened a small stove for Jiang Lang. The food he ate was specially arranged by Murong Ling based on Jiang Lang's physical condition at different times. In addition, Jiang Lang's health was already good, and the hard training of the special forces had long since his steel bars and iron bones. Not long after, Jiang Lang's body recovered.

As for Zi Ling, she would come to accompany Jiang Lang, talk to Jiang Lang, and joke with Jiang Lang, and by the way, Jiang Lang was sometimes at a loss about Zi Ling's boldness. As for Murong Ling, after that night, she deliberately looked at it. However, with Murong Yuliang's instructions, she did not make any move to alarm the two.

Half a month after Jiang Lang woke up, Jiang Lang had completely recovered. At the same time, he also learned that the clinic run by Murong Yuliang and others was called Deyuantang, which is the largest clinic in the local area and has been well received by the people.

There is a small yard at the back of the clinic, and there is an open space of about fifty or sixty square meters in the middle of the yard, which is paved with bluestone slabs. Next to the open space is a weapon rack with several weapons on it, such as swords and other types.

Jiang Lang was also surprised that this clinic was a place to save lives and heal the wounded. How could there be such a small martial arts training ground? But when I think about it, I feel relieved. Many people in the folk practice martial arts, but they are all about strengthening their bodies. The master Murong Yuliang is a doctor, so he naturally knows how to keep his body healthy. Practicing martial arts is undoubtedly the best way to exercise.

Compared with the busy front yard, the courtyard seemed particularly quiet. When the sunlight spread throughout the courtyard in the early morning, Jiang Lang was already sweating heavily and put down the spear in his hand, gasping slightly. Just now he had practiced his own gun technique several times. After putting down the gun, his physical fatigue made him feel very good.

Putting down the spear, Jiang Lang picked up the towel placed on the stone table and wiped the sweat. He took a deep breath. There was a faint smell of medicine in the air in the backyard. Jiang Lang had become accustomed to this feeling during this period.

"Brother Wang, are you getting up?"

Murong Ling's voice came from behind.

Jiang Lang had known that Murong Ling had come to the courtyard, but he did not stop his movements just now. Now, after hearing Murong Ling said this, he turned his head. Today, Murong Ling was wearing white clothes, with a slight smile on her pretty face, and the sun was in her early morning, which made her look dazzling.

He slightly moved his gaze, Jiang Lang smiled and said, "It's Miss Murong, good morning."

Murong Ling was stunned, then smiled and said, "You're good in the morning."

She was somewhat uncomfortable with Jiang Lang's habit of saying hello.

"I wonder if Miss Murong has something to ask me for the morning?"

Jiang Lang asked habitually.

After hearing this, Murong Ling nodded quickly and said, "Someone is looking for you outside the door, and my father asked me to come over and invite you out."

"Someone is looking for me?"

Jiang Lang immediately thought of Jiang Chengzhi. After all, there are not many people in this world who will look for him, and now his body has recovered, so there is no need to stay here anymore. After all, eating and living for free made Jiang Lang a little uncomfortable, so he immediately said: "That's a problem for Miss Murong!"

Murong Ling nodded, turned around, walked out of the courtyard, while Jiang Lang followed behind.

After passing through several courtyards, Jiang Lang followed Murong Ling to the front yard. There were many ordinary-dressed men standing around the yard, but there were undoubtedly Xiuchun swords used by Jinyiwei on their waists, and their left hand was pressed on the hilt.

"Embroidered Uniform Guard."

Seeing this attitude, Jiang Lang immediately determined the identities of these people in his heart, and then looked carefully and found that Sun Yuanbiao was also among them at the door. This made Jiang Lang a little strange. After closer inspection, most of the Jinyiwei who had sent Zhu Yuqi to Fuzhou were there.

"She's here?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but have a question in his heart. Most of the Jinyiwei who escorted Zhu Yuqi to Fuzhou appeared here. Does that mean that Zhu Yuqi has arrived in Quanzhou?

There was a hint of expectation in my heart.

Jiang Lang followed Murong Ling to the house with his heart, but saw Murong Yuliang drinking tea with someone at the table. The man himself knew him, Zheng Baichuan, a household of Jinyiwei, and his immediate boss, but he did not see Zhu Yuqi.

"Sir, please see you!"

Jiang Lang immediately knelt down on one knee without any hesitation, looked at the ground, and said loudly, while feeling a little disappointed.

When Jiang Lang came in, Zheng Baichuan had noticed it. Seeing Jiang Lang kneeling down, he stepped forward, helped him up with both hands, and smiled and said, "Brother Wang, don't be so polite. Everyone will be their own people in the future."

Zheng Baichuan's words could not hide his gratitude. After learning the truth from Jiang Chengzhi's mouth, Zheng Baichuan was sincerely grateful to Jiang Lang at that time, so this gratitude was not false at all.

Jiang Lang was a little confused. Zheng Baichuan was his immediate boss, so how could he be so polite to him? However, Zheng Baichuan helped him and he stood up. Jiang Lang, who was used to military salute, was very uncomfortable with such subordinates kneeling down when they saw their superiors, but he was in the world and could not help himself.

After Jiang Lang got up, Zheng Baichuan patted his hands lightly and said aloud: "Come here!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sun Yuanbiao walked in with a red painted wooden plate and stood respectfully beside Zheng Baichuan, but there was an unconcealed joy on her face and she even shook her eyes at Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Zheng Baichuan's strange expression. He looked at the wooden plate and saw that there was a Jinyiwei's clothing on it, and there was also a small waist card, which was different from the iron waist card of ordinary Jinyiwei's. This waist card has this light yellow color and is made of copper.

Zheng Baichuan was reincarnated and took the wooden plate from Sun Yuanbiao's hand, then handed it to Jiang Lang with both hands, smiled slightly, and said, "There are two things I have to come to Quanzhou this time. The first thing is to come to you on behalf of Lord Qianhu. Lord Qianhu cannot come because he is busy with public property, so he entrusted me to come, and I hope to forgive me."

"Hundred households?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but be stunned. All the households in the Ming Dynasty were hereditary, why?

Seeing Jiang Lang having questions on his face, Zheng Baichuan smiled slightly and said, "When he wiped out the Japanese pirates this time, a hundred households died in battle, but he had no brothers, and his children were only three years old. Given your contribution to escorting the princess, the third prince wrote a letter to him, and finally obtained the emperor's consent, he would give you the position of hundred households."

After saying that, Zheng Baichuan suddenly lowered his voice, bent his body slightly, and whispered: "Don't worry about these people, there is no outsider inside, and thank you."

Then he stood up straight and smiled, "What? You haven't taken it over yet."

"Mr. Xie Zheng!"

Jiang Lang respectfully took the wooden plate.

Zheng Baichuan waved his hand and said, "Don't call me like this in private in the future. How old are you? If I don't dislike you, just call me Brother Zheng. Moreover, we have the same official title now, and those clichés are not needed."

"yes!"

Jiang Lang nodded quickly.

But Sun Yuanbiao shouted loudly at this time: "Come in and meet with the Lord!"

After saying that, he first walked behind Jiang Lang.

Zheng Baichuan made a call to Jianglang and smiled and said, "Go out and say hello, some of them are your acquaintances."

Jiang Lang nodded, turned around and walked to the door with Zheng Baichuan. In the yard, there were already a group of people kneeling down on one knee, with a total of fifty or sixty people.

"See sir!"

Fifty or sixty people shouted together, and they were very respectful in their words.

"All up!"

Jiang Lang looked at the dozens of people in front of him and said loudly: "From now on, everyone will be good brothers!"

"yes"

The union of dozens of people was buzzing again.

Don't talk too much, a sentence sometimes works much better than those long-term comments.

After the Jinyiwei returned to his position, Zheng Baichuan said again: "The second thing is that Lord Qianhu is now in Fuzhou, so you want you to rush over immediately."

Jiang Lang was shocked and asked quickly: "What happened?"

Zheng Baichuan shook his head and said, "I don't know, but the sir told you to rush over immediately. I think it shouldn't be a trivial matter, and I'm here this time to pick you up."
Chapter completed!