Chapter 942: Rescue

In the dark night, a fire suddenly broke out in the south garden of the government office.

That was the backyard of the governor.

The fire brigade rushed there with a water hose.

The whole government office was in chaos.

A black shadow took the opportunity to jump into the high wall and walked along this road directly to the high wall at the end of the prison.

Behind this was the government prison.

There were a bunch of prisoners.

If there was no calculation error, this position should be the location where Li Yu was imprisoned.

It seems that Xu Wu is really capable. He can figure out the details of the government prison, and even know where Li Yu is imprisoned.

It seems that even if she didn't come, Xu Wu originally wanted to rescue Li Yu. I don't know if the previous two jailbreaks were made by Xu Wu and his team.

But giving her this position is fine.

Facing the high wall, there is an alley. There is no one in the alley now. Behind the high wall is another wall. Going over it is the back alley of the government prison. There are all kinds of people here, and many ordinary people live in the city.

A manure cart was waiting here.

Jiang Xiaoxiao put on her cape, exerted her strength, and kicked over the wall.

Li Yu was stunned by the dusty dirt.

Before he could react, he saw a man jumping in, carrying him on his back and walking away.

As soon as Li Yu was moved, he fainted from the pain.

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It was slightly light, and the city was in chaos.

At the gate of the city, the guards had been strengthened.

The officers and soldiers strictly searched every person entering and leaving.

The people lined up in a long queue, complaining that why it was so cumbersome today.

I heard that there were bad guys in the city, and they actually brought people to rob the prison.

They couldn't help but complain.

A bullock cart carrying manure drove slowly, and the people who smelled the smell covered their noses and made way.

"Zhang San, why are you so late today? Shouldn't you leave the city early in the morning? It's so stinking now!"

The leader of the officers and soldiers who were checking, Brother Hu, was so angry that he glared at them. This was not looking for bad luck for them.

Covering his nose and walking away in disgust.

Zhang San hurriedly jumped off the car.

He kept bowing.

"Master Tiger, it's not that I don't want to come out earlier. The soldiers blocked the streets last night, and I had to collect the waste from every household before I could leave. It's too late. Master Tiger, don't be angry. I'm leaving now, leaving now."

Master Tiger waved his whip in dissatisfaction, "Hurry up, go!"

Zhang San hurriedly pulled the cow away, and no one paid attention to the stinking dung bucket. Zhang San quickly left the city.

When he reached the fork in the road three miles away, someone was there to meet him.

There was actually a compartment under the dung bucket, and a tightly wrapped person was moved to the carriage, and soon the carriage drove away.

Zhang San whistled and continued to do his old job.

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Li Yu remembered that he was carried out in a daze, and fainted from the pain. There was always a pungent stench that made him nauseous. Fortunately, he remembered that person's instructions that if he wanted to escape, he must endure it and not make any noise.

He almost died from enduring it. When he woke up again, he found that he was lying in a clean and bright room.

The mattress was soft and clean, and he had changed his clothes. Li Yu got up gently.

He felt nothing on his body.

He opened his clothes and was surprised to find that the injuries on his body had healed.

Touching his legs, he remembered that his legs were broken.

There was no doctor in the cell, and his legs were rotten.

Li Yu knew that he would probably be a cripple in this life, but who knew that his legs were intact now.

He got off the ground and stood up slowly. He could really walk.

At this time, a maid came in with soup and medicine. When she saw Li Yu standing on the ground, she hurried forward.

"Young Master, you should lie down and rest well. Drink this medicine first."

The little girl clumsily helped him lie down, and Li Yu's bones were almost numb.

Waving his hands, "No, I'll sit down and drink."

"Where is this? Who saved me?"

"Lijia Village, you were saved by our Young Master Jiang!"

Handing the medicine to him, "Drink it quickly, Young Master Jiang wants me to watch you drink it."

The little girl looked at Li Yu persistently, as if Li Yu didn't drink the medicine well, and she would directly pour it into his mouth.

Li Yu smiled bitterly and drank the medicine with his neck tilted back.

"I'm fine, my injuries are all healed, I want to meet your Young Master Jiang!"

What he was curious about was which Young Master Jiang was?

Eight hundred people in the Jiang family died under the knife, and the only survivor was Jiang Xuemei.

He didn't remember any Young Master Jiang.

Could it be that some of the grandsons of the mentor escaped?

He was a little excited.

If it was really the grandson of the mentor who survived, it would not be in vain for them to risk their lives.

At least the mentor has a successor.

The little girl nodded, but no one paid attention to him all day.

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't ignore Li Yu, but was busy today.

The Wu family came to take the remaining snowflake salt, and Lin Dawang took people to the salt field again.

They have to give the Wu family 5,000 kilograms of snowflake salt every month, and now this is their big business.

In recent days, Lijia Village and Linjia Village have already changed their appearance.

The surrounding villages have built high walls outside. With silver, Jiang Xiaoxiao is not stingy. The walls are quite solid, and there are battlements with fortifications and observation posts.

Of course, the houses of the villagers are also built differently now, all of them have been changed to brick and tile houses.

Bricks! ?

Yes!

Two brick kilns were built in the village, and their village produces red bricks by itself.

Unlike green bricks, it seems light when weighed, but with sand and cement, this red brick saves money to build a house.

It is not difficult to produce.

Several brick kilns not only produce bricks for building houses in their own villages, but also many people from other villages are asking about their red bricks.

The population of the two villages is increasing.

The houses are of the same model, two floors and a small second floor. Every household is a brick house, with a collective toilet and a unified water supply system. There are enough wells in the two villages. It is a new type of pressurized well designed by Jiang Xiaoxiao and a carpenter.

Jiang Xiaoxiao wants to go back and change the technology here by just buying some things.

The problem is that the energy of No. 9 is not enough.

The growth cycle of the Wuwang flower in Jiang Xiaoxiao's space is very long, and it is not ripe every few days.

The only thing that can provide energy for No. 9 is this Wuwang flower.

Now Jiang Xiaoxiao can only rely on her own strength, so if she wants to use modern high technology, it will take time to develop here.

Of course, she can only be self-sufficient, using some methods she knows, and find some skilled craftsmen to think of ways to make what she needs.

That's why it happened now.

Jiang Xiaoxiao also regretted that her knowledge of physics and chemistry was insufficient and she was only half-baked. Fortunately, there were capable people to help her.

She simply drew a picture, and others could understand it thoroughly. It was really not her credit.

The wisdom of the working people should not be underestimated.

Li Yu lay down for a long time and was really bored.

He walked out of the house and found that no one was watching him.

He walked directly to the village and slowly wandered around the village. Seeing the various constructions in the village, Li Yu was a little surprised. It seemed that there were capable people in this village. The village was well-organized and was no less than a prefecture city.

When he walked to the training ground, he looked at those neat and powerful soldiers, especially when they walked in unison and shouted slogans. Everyone was a hundred times more energetic, which was even more shocking.

The state of these soldiers was better than that of their officers and soldiers in the court. Obviously, their discipline and obedience were much higher than those of the officers and soldiers.

And it was obvious that these villagers who trained were very powerful.

It seemed that the training method was simple, but the trained Guan people were obviously more combat-effective than the officers and soldiers of the government.

Who on earth is training the villagers here?

And what is the purpose of training these villagers?