At that time, we hired carriages. If the carriages couldn't reach us, we had to walk. My feet hurt from walking and I had blisters on them. So I had to walk, so I gritted my teeth and moved forward.
Because there is no village in the front and no store in the back, the only one you can rely on is yourself.
But compared to walking, Xia Zhaoyi prefers climbing mountains.
Walking relies only on the legs, and the feet are all suffering. However, climbing is a joint function of the coordination and cooperation of the entire body. Each part has its burden and share, which makes it much easier.
What's more, the transportation is inconvenient, and many places are winding and winding, and climbing mountains is just a matter of climbing over.
Later, when she got older, she started riding horses. When she was twelve or thirteen years old, she grew the fastest.
At that time, she often rode horses, and she didn't need to pass through other people's houses in the countryside. If she walked straight from Liling to the capital, she would already know which one was closest.
Only today did Xia Zhaoyi realize that she was in a completely different situation from Ah Li now.
Maybe when she encounters something in the future, she needs to change her perspective and habits of thinking about problems, and she can no longer rely on inherent determinism.
"Come with us to the Earth Temple first. It's shady and cool over there. You can go and have a rest." Shen Lie said.
"Okay." Xia Zhaoyi smiled.
"Want to get in the car?"
Xia Zhaoyi looked towards the carriage: "Your brother doesn't seem to be in there?"
"Um."
"Let's go up when we get back. Anyway, the earth temple is just ahead. I'll take a walk for a while." Xia Zhaoyi said.
Shen Lie nodded, turned around and got into the carriage without forcing it.
Marquis Jing'an is still sleeping. Insomnia has brought him great pain. Even if he can finally fall asleep, it will be a torturous nightmare.
The situation is getting worse and worse, and he is almost sleeping during the day and waking up at night.
In addition, the mountains over there were on fire, and he was extremely afraid that the nearby villagers would accuse him and make a big fuss about it. Also, the letter of submission, which was said to have imitated his handwriting and was sent to Anjiang, has not yet been found. .
The Marquis of Jing'an was extremely anxious. Before going to bed, he was even so irritable that he ordered the soldiers who failed to achieve success to be beaten until he woke up.
But the screams of pain from those people also stimulated him in his dream.
Marquis Jing'an pulled on the thin blanket covering his body, shaking his head back and forth, with beads of sweat covering his face.
Six or seven maids on both sides were fanning hurriedly. Two of them had handkerchiefs in their hands, but they did not dare to come up and wipe him.
It was fine before. Mr. Hou sweated while sleeping, so he just wiped it gently.
But just last month, a maid woke him up while wiping her sweat. When he woke up, he asked someone to drag the maid out and beat her to death with sticks.
Since then, no one dared to mention him wiping sweat again.
Shen Lie and his party arrived, and the guards went in to report.
The beautiful concubine of the Marquis of Jing'an frowned and looked hesitant: "But the Marquis has just gone to bed not long ago, what do you think we should do."
"How about I ask Mr. Shen to wait outside?" the guard said.
"What are you talking about!" The concubine shouted in a low voice, "That's Shen Lie!"
The eldest son of the Shen family, the heartthrob of the Guo family, and the younger brother of Divine Doctor Shen.
Not to mention how many officials from the previous dynasty were involved in the Guo family's huge family foundation, even the Marquis of Jing'an, who was suffering from insomnia and anxiety, had already wanted to ask Divine Doctor Shen to come and take a look for a long time.
How dare you offend this husband?
The beautiful concubine raised her hand and patted her forehead: "I am really thinking about it. Why do you think so much? I will go and talk to Mr. Shen personally."
Outside the earthen courtyard of the Tutu Temple, everyone was still waiting.
Feng Ze looked at the beaten soldiers over there, looked away and said: "This is the temple of the Lord of the Earth, right? Shouldn't this place be used by the villagers in this village to worship the Lord of the Earth and the Stove Lord? How come this Lord is being used? He’s taking it for his own use, do we have to wait for notification when we go in?”
"Just wait," Zhang Meng said.
"Of course we often encounter this kind of thing when we are outside. It's not like we are drunkards, and the marquis doesn't ask our young master for help." Shitou said, his voice was a little muffled, but he actually felt uncomfortable in his heart.
While talking, a beautiful young woman came out.
"Is this Mr. Shen? I have met Mr. Shen."
The young woman is blessed with a faint smile on her face. She is wearing a lotus-colored snow-white skirt with pale pink flowers and birds embroidered on the skirt. Her mantle is aqua.
Xia Zhaoyi doesn't like heavy makeup the most. When she appeared like this, Xia Zhaoyi, who was used to soldiers' dark clothes, felt like a touch of coolness came over her.
Shen Lie looked at her up and down and said coldly: "Who are you?"
The young woman said again: "This slave is the concubine of the Marquis. The Marquis has been disturbed by nightmares recently and has not been able to sleep until the evening. The Marquis is still resting now. Sir, please come in and take a rest. We have just prepared it here. Some iced Tremella Fungus and Lotus Seed Soup, I’ll bring it to you.”
"Iced?" Feng Ze raised his eyebrows, "Do you still have iced Tremella soup here?"
"There are some. They were specially kept warm and delivered quickly from Xitao Town."
"Master?" Meng Zhang looked at Shen Lie, waiting for him to make up his mind.
Shen Lie lowered his head and looked at the little girl beside him: "Will it hinder you if I delay for half a day?"
Only then did the young woman notice that there was a small girl standing here.
The girl has a fair and clean appearance, the clothes are not particularly well-dressed, and her appearance and temperament are not that of an ordinary girl.
Her back is so upright, which is the etiquette that wealthy ladies have learned from childhood.
"You don't have to accommodate me," Xia Zhaoyi looked at Shen Lie, "just follow the habits you should have. If I think you are too slow, I will leave on my own. Don't disrupt your pace and progress because of me. "
"Is the young lady Mr. Shen's sister?" the young woman said with a smile.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at her and smiled: "No, we just met a few times and they helped me."
"Young Master Shen is kind-hearted," the young woman said, "Would you like a bowl of iced Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup, young lady?"
Xia Zhaoyi shook his head: "If you don't want to drink, just give me a cool place."
"Okay, okay," the young woman stepped aside, "Then come in, young lady, go first."
Xia Zhaoyi smiled, although she felt a little weird, but still went in.
The soldiers over there are still fighting.
The soldiers who were beating people had sore arms from the beatings, but they still continued.
If the beaten soldier feels too much pain, he will be replaced with the one in the middle.
After all, the villagers were watching, fearing that their nonsense would reach the ears of Marquis Jingan.
"What are you doing?" Feng Ze asked.
"Let them catch some game. They accidentally burned the mountain. The Marquis beat them on behalf of the common people. Let's see if they dare to do things so unfavorably in the future." The concubine said.
Xia Zhaoyi glanced at the beautiful concubine thoughtfully, and the smile in her eyes became thicker.
"It turns out that they started the fire. I don't think the fire is going to be put out yet." Feng Ze said again.
"Yes, Mr. Hou blamed himself so much that he didn't sleep well." The concubine said guiltily.
