When Rosen walked out of the restaurant, the coachman and guards clenched their fists tightly, their muscles tensed.
Both the coachman and the guards were veterans of the battlefield, particularly sensitive to danger.
However, Rosen merely walked past them, not sparing them a single extra glance.
Zhu Wen and Law Ming chatted about everything under the sun for two full hours.
Only then did Zhu Wen bid Law Ming farewell.
"My virtuous brother Law Ming, this is my jade pendant. If you ever go to the capital someday, you must come and find me. I live on Vermilion Bird Street, a hundred paces ahead is my mansion."
"Certainly, if I go to the capital, I will definitely share drinks with Brother Zhu again." Law Ming felt around his body and pulled out a pocket watch: "Brother Zhu, this was given to me by my father. Now I bestow it upon you."
"What is this?"
"My father said this is a pocket watch that can tell time. It was made by skilled craftsmen my father sought out. I wish Brother Zhu a smooth journey and a safe return home."
Zhu Wen found it incredibly mysterious that this object could move on its own and keep accurate time. Seeing its craftsmanship, he knew it was valuable, and suddenly felt that the jade pendant he had given was somewhat cheap.
Although the jade pendant he gave was a royal item, it couldn't be sold for money on the market. In contrast, the pocket watch Law Ming gave him was definitely worth a thousand pieces of gold.
"This object is truly marvelous, I'm afraid it's worth a fortune, your foolish brother…"
"Brother Zhu, since we are exchanging tokens, we shouldn't dwell on their value. Please accept it."
"Alright then, this foolish brother will shamelessly accept it. When my virtuous brother Law Ming comes to the capital someday, this foolish brother will certainly entertain him well."
"By the autumn imperial examinations next year, your younger brother will certainly go to the capital."
Zhu Wen knew that Law Ming's family background was not bad, so he didn't leave any money or goods, only reluctantly bidding Law Ming farewell.
As the two parted ways, Rosen led his horse to Law Ming.
"Fa... Father, I had such a pleasant conversation with Big Brother Zhu Wen earlier that I neglected you. I truly deserve to die…"
"Alright, alright, stop rambling. I need to go back. You return to the academy." Rosen's head was pounding from listening.
After Rosen and two servants purchased some items in Kaifeng Prefecture, they left Kaifeng Prefecture.
Kaifeng Prefecture is over two hundred li from Kaiyuan County. Leaving now, they would likely have to spend a night in the wilderness.
Rosen and the two servants rode for a hundred li when they saw a chase ahead.
The carriage of Zhu Wen, whom they had seen earlier, was racing wildly in their direction.
The two guards who had originally protected Zhu Wen were gone, and more than a dozen mounted bandits were in pursuit.
Just then, a mounted bandit behind them pulled out a divine arm crossbow and shot an arrow at the carriage ahead. The arrow did not hit the carriage, but directly struck the horse pulling it.
The horse, in pain, lost its footing, causing the carriage to overturn by the side of the road.
The coachman rolled twice on the ground, pulled open the curtain, and helped Zhu Wen up before running.
Rosen saw this scene and thought, what kind of bandits could pull out a divine arm crossbow?
If this wasn't a struggle for the throne, he'd chop off his own head.
However, he saw Zhu Wen fall to the ground in a sorry state, and even the pocket watch Law Ming had given him dropped out.
Seeing this, Zhu Wen reached to pick up the pocket watch. At this moment, the mounted bandits behind him had already caught up, and with a swift movement, a bandit's blade was about to strike Zhu Wen's head.
Rosen touched his chest and suddenly threw a silver ingot.
The silver ingot struck the bandit's blade, deflecting it, and Zhu Wen's shoulder took a cut.
Rosen immediately rode forward, cupped his fists, and said, "Gentlemen, let's talk this over. How much money do you want? I will offer it with both hands. Why resort to killing and create such evil karma?"
The mounted bandits, however, said nothing, drew their swords, and charged at Rosen.
Rosen dodged the blade, then reversed his grip, seized the blade, and struck the bandit's arm with the flat of the sword.
Crack—
The bandit's arm bone was directly broken by the flat of the sword. Rosen repeated the process, casually striking various parts of several bandits' bodies.
"This guy is tough, retreat quickly."
These mounted bandits came and went in a hurry. Although brave, they were not suicidal.
Seeing that they were no match for Rosen, they immediately fled in a panic, riding away without a clear path.
"This master, please save my Young Master!" the carriage driver urgently pleaded.
At this moment, Zhu Wen had taken a cut on his shoulder and was now on the verge of death.
"Put your Young Master on my horse. I have some knowledge of medicine; perhaps I can still save his life in time," Rosen said, and at the same time, he told the servants who had followed him, "Give one of your horses to this person. You can go home more slowly."
The coachman hurriedly carried Zhu Wen onto Rosen's horse.
Rosen rode for an hour with Zhu Wen, finally arriving home.
After sending Zhu Wen to the side room, Rosen treated and stitched his wound.
Rosen and Zhu Wen were not related, so he naturally wouldn't give him any extraordinary treatment methods, lest he expose himself.
Secondly, Rosen had no good feelings for this future emperor.
This second emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty displayed incompetence to the fullest.
If it weren't for his friendship with his son, Rosen wouldn't have stepped in to save him.
Half an hour later, Rosen emerged from the side room.
"How is my Young Master?"
"He is out of danger. Take good care of your Young Master. If you need anything, find my servants."
"Thank you, Great Master, thank you, Great Master." The coachman kept kowtowing.
He let out a long sigh of relief. His Young Master was a grandson of the emperor. If he had died under his protection, his entire family, old and young, would have been buried with him.
So he was naturally grateful to Rosen, as Rosen had saved his life and the lives of his entire family.
Zhu Wen's injury was neither light nor severe.
In modern times, his injury would simply be excessive blood loss and a minor superficial wound. He would be able to move after three to five days of recovery.
However, in this era, without antibiotics, Zhu Wen's injury could even be fatal.
Of course, after Rosen secretly injected him with a dose of penicillin, he was no longer in danger.
By the third day, Zhu Wen could move freely, except for not being able to lift his right arm.
"Thank you, Uncle, for saving my life. Zhu Wen has no way to repay you. After I return home, I will definitely inform my ancestor and ask him to repay your great kindness."
"I saved you because you are a friend of my eldest son. My family has ample wealth, and my eldest son has achieved academic success and has promising prospects, so no repayment is needed."
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