After tea time, Chaitino returned to normal, only to find a snow-white little foot stretched out in front of his eyes.
It turned out that Chai Man'er kicked off the quilt, twisted her body into a twist, and put her feet directly next to Chai Tiannuo's face.
Chaitino was also convinced. In such a posture that made others uncomfortable, Gua Wazi could still sleep snoring. He was really good at sleeping.
It's already late spring and early summer, why is the temperature still so cold at night?
Chai Tiannuo put away Chai Man'er's little feet and covered him with the quilt, then breathed out gently, and white mist condensed!
No, it shouldn't be so cold anyway, my brain started to hurt from the cold.
Naoren'er?
Chai Tiannuo suddenly woke up and immediately raised his hand to touch a familiar position and pulled Shuangli off.
Sure enough, a large amount of cold air flowed down from the white jade-like Shuangli sword body, looking like a waterfall. Chai Tiannuo's heart that had just calmed down trembled slightly again. Is it possible that Shuangli is about to show off his power?
"Hmm~!"
Chai Tiannuo couldn't help but scream in pain. The cold air from Shuangli suddenly gathered and pierced his right hand like a living thing. The pain was unbearable. It seemed that it was not from the body, but from the depths of the soul.
At the same time, a piece of consciousness emerged in my mind.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Chai Man'er rubbed his eyes and sat up, asking sleepily. Chai Tiannuo shook his head:
"It's okay, I had a nightmare, go to sleep."
"oh."
Chai Man'er lay down with a bang and snored instantly.
"...Like a little pig."
Shaking his head again, Chai Tiannuo put the recovered Shuangli back into her bun. Looking at the faint white sword mark on the tiger's mouth on his right hand, he felt quite uneasy.
It seems that I got something amazing!
The convoy swayed all the way north. Chaitino got tired of reading and ran with the convoy for half a day. Everyone was surprised. Such endurance is not something ordinary people can possess.
Seven or eight days passed, and Chaitino gradually became acquainted with the people in the team, especially the stewards and the old man who handled his big car.
During this period, Chaitino discovered a characteristic of the convoy, that is, there were a large number of guards. There were more than 200 people in the convoy, and the number of guards was 145. Everyone else also held bows and swords, and the entire team was armed to the teeth.
When parking the car for dinner, Chaitino asked the old man with the palm whip curiously while eating the baked flatbread:
"Uncle Li, everyone in the convoy carries a knife. Are there really so many robbers on the road?"
Uncle Li, the old man with the whip, nodded:
"The province of Shuliang is better. As soon as we leave Shuliang, the number of bandits will increase several times."
"When our motorcade makes ten trips back and forth, we will always run into it two or three times."
Having said this, the old man picked up the rice bowl and took a sip of vegetable soup, then sighed and said:
"However, if you encounter a real robber, it's okay. After all, the rules on the road are there, and you can get away with just offering a few coins."
"What I fear the most is meeting the bandits. Those lunatics act without scruples. The consequences of encountering them will be disastrous. If they don't account for the lives of dozens of people, they will never escape."
Bitter bandit, after hearing these two words, Chai Tiannuo couldn't help but shake his head. The accounting clerk wearing dirty robes next to him, who was half drunk as usual, snorted hard when he heard these words:
"Huh, you bitter bandit. After all, it's all because of Li Jingshen's cruelty!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone subconsciously moved their buttocks and wanted to stay away from him, that is, in the motorcade. If they were in other areas, it would be a great disrespect to dare to call the current saint by his name!
If one is not good, he will be beheaded.
After he raised his head and drank all the boiled water in the wine pot, the cashier started talking nonsense again. Others just pretended not to hear, but Chai Tiannuo shook his head repeatedly.
When it comes to earning a dragon, few people dare to discuss it, and even fewer dare to speak out like Mr. Accountant.
The major world events that have been going on for three to five years are, after all, just a family affair in Kyoto.
The old emperor retired, and the seventh prince, who was usually quiet, sat on the chair called Tianxia.
The palace maid who had worked hard in the Huanyi Bureau for half a lifetime moved into the Xinuan Pavilion with its carved beams and painted buildings, and became the most wealthy empress dowager in the world.
The new emperor did not kill the deposed prince, but drew a pen outside Kyoto and kept him in captivity. Although he was not free, he had no worries about food and clothing.
The old emperor's life was better, and the former East Palace became his place of enjoyment. The wine pool and the meat were full of warblers and swallows, and the real dragon luck in his body was worn away.
The great Confucian scholars who gave lectures at the Imperial College all praised me, saying, "My emperor is kind and kind, and the world has hope."
A father is kind and a son is filial, and brothers and sisters are respectful to brothers. In the end, it is only the common people and thousands of armored people who suffer.
The land of the five states has turned into a wilderness, and the fighting and hatred for several years now seems like nothing more than a joke.
The country is vast and the five states are small, and the bones everywhere are exchanged for nothing more than a few sighs in the poems and songs of literati and poets.
Once the years pass, even those few sighs can no longer be found.
After repeating the words over and over again, the drunken accountant got up, staggered to the cart he was riding in, somersaulted into it, and soon began to snore.
Even though they have heard it many times, Chai Tiannuo and the other two Wu scholars still became silent. This topic was too heavy and made people breathless.
The same is true for others. Everyone vaguely understands the reasons, but how can they dare to speak out and discuss it?
In the past few days, Chaitino had also speculated on the origin of Mr. Accountant, and vaguely felt that he should have connections with people from the five states, and the connections were very close, otherwise he would not repeat these remarks all day long.
"Okay, okay, everyone, hurry up and eat."
"We are just a bunch of guys looking for a living. We are not suitable to think about those deep things. Don't talk about national affairs. Don't talk about national affairs."
"Eat well and rest well. There is still a long way to go."
The wealthy businessman Bao Buzhi stood up and shouted several times, and the people in the convoy ate in a hurry. The boss was right, they were all low-level people, no matter what they did, as long as they had food to eat and clothes to wear, it would be good.
At dawn the next day, the convoy set off again.
Because the team is large and has a lot of supplies in reserve, the convoy generally does not enter towns.
But today, our boss Bao Buzhi said that the convoy will stay in the town ahead. Except for those who stayed behind, everyone can go shopping and have a rest before heading back on the road tomorrow.
After getting along with each other these days, Chai Tiannuo found that this plump and wealthy businessman was really good in quality. His food was the same as everyone else's. He occasionally ate a salted duck egg with a hidden tuck, and he was often deducted from his meal by the accountant.
He is also very busy on weekdays. He is responsible for the dispatch of such a large convoy. He is much more tired than the average clerk. I don't know how he got that big belly.
Half a day is not long, but short, it is definitely not short.
Chai Tiannuo took Chai Man'er into the town. The first thing he did was to find a bathhouse and wash himself thoroughly.
Having been on the road these days, it was extremely inconvenient to wash up. Chaitino, who was used to being clean, felt extremely uncomfortable. He felt like there were countless bugs crawling on his body. Today he was relieved.
After washing up, Chai Tiannuo was in a good mood. Taking the clean and tender Chai Man'er with him, he walked around the small towns on the journey out of curiosity.