Rougu picked up the wooden board. The green grass juice had faded very lightly. It was necessary to use candlelight to see carefully.
Rougu studied in a girls' school when she was young. Her husband praised her very much and even praised her as a "genius girl". The ladies in Yunliang were jealous of her, so they ostracized and bullied her.
Of course, those ladies couldn't get any good things out of her.
But no matter what, she is quite confident and proud of her knowledge and calligraphy.
The half of the word "通" on the wooden board really looks like someone's handiwork, a little girl? How could it be.
But if it is true, then this little girl is truly remarkable.
Shen Xu picked up the tea next to him, took a sip and then put it down: "That's all, let's expose this little girl's matter. Take a look at this."
He pushed away a stack of papers.
Above are the directions and tombstone names of the tombs on the top of the mountain.
Viewed from above, from left to right, from all angles.
"This is the tomb group on the mountain, the strange place you mentioned?" Rougu said.
"Um."
"But your drawings like these... are too inappropriate. They are ominous and unlucky."
"This arrangement is roughly inauspicious." Shen Xu said, "Go and prepare some wood and stones, and make a model for me according to this arrangement."
Rou Gu looked at the outline on the paper and nodded: "That's fine." After a pause, she added, "Then Shen Lie, has he seen this?"
"nature."
"Show him, then..."
Shen Shu smiled and tilted his head slightly to look at him: "He is my brother, so why not show him?"
The dark eyes were still smiling, but there seemed to be a bit of coldness in the smile, like a faint warning.
Rougu lowered her head: "Yeah."
Rougu left and closed the door.
Shen Xu lowered his eyes and looked at the wooden board aside, looking at the words on it, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said softly: "Ali."
The sky turned a page, and the dawn stars gradually faded in the horizon.
The big boat is still going upstream and is almost at Peifeng.
The big city of Peifeng is still far away, and the countryside along the road is deathly silent.
Occasionally there is a smell coming from the riverside, which is corpses lying along the bank.
The earth was dry and cracked, and in some places there were patches of grass barren. The soil had also been turned over, and under the morning light, it was covered with a very light layer of fog.
Further up, you can see many skinny people walking in groups in the distance. Many people looked up at the ships here, as if they saw hope, and ran quickly.
"Good Samaritans, good Samaritans." Several people pointed at their mouths, their voices so hoarse that they could hardly pronounce any sound.
The guards hung water and small bundles under the long bamboo poles and handed them over.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." they shouted happily.
Hearing the noise, Shen Xu opened her eyes on the bed.
More and more people gathered by the river, and bamboo poles were passed around again and again.
Some people hold it in their arms and turn around and run away, some people don't catch it and grab it from others, and some people unite to fight for it.
Shen Xu sighed, turned over inside, and whispered: "Why do you say thank you?"
The maid Yuqing, who was sleeping outside the screen, heard the noise and got up and said: "Young master is awake."
"No, I still want to sleep."
"Then what kind of thank you did the young master say?" Yu Qing asked puzzledly.
Shen Xu closed her eyes and said calmly: "Those people should actually have a good life of their own, no different from ordinary people, but God treats them unfairly. Why do you say thank you? You should blame, right?"
"blame?"
"I blame us people," Shen Xu smiled, "If it were me, I would blame them, and then I would rebel against those who put pressure on me."
"Master..." Yu Qing was stunned.
"It's nothing, I was just joking, so I went back to sleep." Shen Xu said with a smile.
Xia Zhaoyi got up very early. While she was boiling water, she took out a small baggage containing pen and ink from under the bamboo basket of horse grass.
The letter she wrote to her master in the inn was sandwiched among several piles of paper. She threw the letter in the fire and burned it to ashes.
Drink water, rinse your mouth and face, pack your things, and continue on your way.
There were gradually more rivers in this area. She asked questions along the way, and vaguely remembered a map of this place in her mind. The entire mountains and rivers stood vividly, but it took at least two days to walk to the nearest town.
After walking for a day, the sky was dark and the blue clouds were walking towards a big mountain in the twilight.
Xia Zhaoyi was going to hunt some game and pick some wild fruits.
After walking around the river halfway up the inner mountain for a while, there was a sudden cry from the sky. Xia Zhaoyi raised his head and saw a bird in the sky with an arrow hanging from it, which fell down quickly and landed outside the mountain.
The birds in the sky were startled, flapping their wings and flying around.
To shoot so high, the bow drawn must not be light, and the person pulling the bow must have good skills.
However, immediately after, there were several whooshing sounds, and dozens of sharp arrows flew out. Those flying birds were shot down in large pieces, and many of them landed in front of Xia Zhaoyi.
The group bow-drawing behavior, coupled with good bows and good skills, made Xia Zhaoyi frown slightly.
"Qingyun, let's go." Xia Zhaoyi shouted.
Qingyun walked up the mountain and passed by the hillside in front, where the carcasses of birds were scattered sparsely.
But not long after walking, another patch of birds was shot down. Whether it was a whole patch of birds or a solitary one, it seemed that no one was going to be let go.
Not only here, but also in the distance, sharp arrows were gradually shot into the air.
At the same time, a group of people seemed to be riding on horseback from the other side.
Xia Zhaoyi hurriedly asked Qingyun to run to a higher place.
On the hillside on the other side, Xia Zhaoyi lowered his head and looked. Those people were wearing light armor and carrying large bows on their backs, and they were picking up birds that fell on the ground one by one.
Every time you pick up a bird, you must carefully inspect it, and the bird's feet and wings are not spared.
The bows and arrows were pulled out, wiped with a cloth, and put back into the arrow pot.
It looked like he was intercepting someone's letter.
There were birds falling from the sky in droves, and one of them landed not far from Xia Zhaoyi.
The bird is still flapping its wings and seems to be alive.
Xia Zhaoyi glanced at the soldiers over there, then led Qingyun towards the other side, directly going deep into the mountain.
The soldiers searched for a long time but could not find it.
It's getting dark, and the clouds are thick tonight, so it doesn't look like there will be any moonlight.
Several teams were beginning to gather their numbers. Lieutenant Lin was riding on his horse, looking ugly.
A team was returning to report: "Colonel, we didn't find it."
"Have all the arrows been recovered?"
"Seventeen are missing."
The captain's face darkened: "Why don't you get it back?"
"I really can't find it. I may have fallen into a deep stream or onto some cliffs. There are no roads in those places and it's difficult to climb."
"It's all excuses!"
Team Zheng pursed his lips and lowered his head.
"Find them for me! I want to keep all of them, and I must count them all before going to bed tonight! If you don't find them, none of you will survive until tomorrow!" the captain yelled.
