Uh, give me some collections, if you're kind, I'll give you a lot of red tickets!
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The carriages drove from Hangzhou through Beiyuan Road, southward through Huizhou, and headed towards Suzhou along the Hui-Su Official Road, which was overhauled by Da Chu.
The weather is hot. Although the poplar trees on the roadside are still standing as tall as spears, their leaves are drooping. Not only is this sweltering heat making people oppressive, but even the cicadas cannot stand the scorching heat and scream endlessly.
He was shouting and shouting, which made passers-by upset.
The Huisu Official Road was a masterpiece of the Ministry of Industry of Dachu more than ten years ago. It can also be regarded as an image project. Therefore, not only the road is wide and flat, but there are also continuous woods on both sides of the road. It is these green trees that make passers-by a little more comfortable.
A little breath of relief in the scorching heat.
The carriage Xue Poye rented was also very beautiful. Not only was the carriage gorgeous, but the horse pulling the carriage was also strong and tall, with excellent leg strength and endurance. Although it was not as rare as a golden lion, it was also an elite among horses. In addition, there were also
There is an experienced and skilled driver.
Along the way, there were breaks and breaks, but I was not tired.
"Damn it, you put on a bad face all the way. Are you dissatisfied with this trip? You have to know that I brought you out to let you experience things and relax. Don't be like Yan Eggplant. Come on,
Give me a smile!" Xue Poye leaned in the carriage, with his clothes open, looking at the lifeless Mingxu opposite.
Mingxu was dressed like a scholar at this time, with long sleeves and a green hat covering his head, which really gave him the air of a scholar.
However, his face was extremely depressed. Ever since he got to know the helmsman, he had been having a very unhappy life. He set up a stall every day and was called a streetwalker selling dog-skin plasters. However, this time when he went out, he was also dragged along.
It was extremely hot in the carriage, and he had to pretend to be a gentleman in a long gown and hat. His forehead was already covered with sweat. He grinned with difficulty and explained: "I misunderstood, the shopkeeper misunderstood, that's what I thought.
You see, the weather is hot. Let’s just take a good rest. Talking too much will only waste our energy. I wonder what the shopkeeper thinks?"
Mingxu called Xue Poye the shopkeeper, which was tacitly understood. There was a coachman in front of him, so he couldn't call him "ruler" or "ruler".
"What bullshit you see!" The sweltering weather put Xue Poye out of a good mood: "Look at Tieniu, he is as immobile as a mountain and as aggressive as fire, but he always has a smile on his face. This is what makes people like him.
Why do I always feel like you deserve a beating every time I see you?"
As the name suggests, the Iron Ox Man is strong and strong. His upper body is bare and his muscles are like steel. Sweat is flowing on his dark skin, making it smooth and shiny. He really looks like a bodybuilder.
Tieniu's hands and feet are really strong, like iron and stone. This is exactly what Xiao Pan assigned him according to Xue Poye's request to "have tougher hands and feet." It is said that Tieniu has practiced external kung fu, and he is extremely powerful in the hard kung fu of Thirteen Taibao.
, the iron fist breaks the stone, and a real bull will be kicked to death with just one kick.
Although he is strong and typical of a strongman, Tieniu always has a smile on his face, as if he is born that way, and does not have the violent and powerful appearance that a strongman has at all.
But Xue Poye had no doubts about his abilities. During the trip last night, it was he who easily crushed a vicious dog that was blocking the road to death. Last night, several people enjoyed a meal of roasted dog meat.
Tieniu smiled honestly when he heard Xue Poye's compliment.
Mingxu grimaced, rolled his hands in his sleeves, and kept regretting in his heart. The helmsman seemed to be biased against him. It seemed that he had offended the helmsman last time by asking him to pretend to be Liulizi. No matter what, he had to make atonement and restore the helm.
The favor of the Lord.
Tieniu was not good at talking, and Mingxu couldn't fart for a long time, so the journey was not lively.
The carriage moved forward steadily, with bursts of dust flying behind it. Suddenly, the driver in front of him called out: "Master Xue, there is a tea shed in front of you, do you want to take a rest?"
Xue Poye glanced at Mingxu and Tieniu. They both raised their heads and looked at him eagerly. Xue Poye chuckled: "How about... take a rest?"
The two of them nodded immediately.
The carriage stopped by the tea shed, and Xue Poye got out of the carriage first.
It is indeed a tea shed, very simple, but very clean and tidy. It seems that the nearby villagers are here to earn some money for tea. They said that there is no village or shop in the back. If there are passers-by, they may want to take a break and drink tea.
The banner hanging "tea" was motionless. There was no breeze in this hot summer. There were already two groups of people sitting in the tea shed. Among them, the group of three big men in the south had their clothes open and kept pulling on their clothes to fan themselves.
Xue Poye looked forward and sighed softly: "What a beautiful carriage!"
Not far in front of the carriage he hired, there was a luxurious carriage parked for a long time. The Jinxiang Nanliang was golden in color, and the top was like the horns of the palace. It was extremely beautiful, and the carriage was wide, and the carriage was pulled by two snow-white horses.
The thousand-mile horse is a horse with a strong spirit and is not arrogant or impetuous even on a hot day. No matter from which point of view, the passengers of this carriage are either rich or noble.
Beside the carriage, there are two green horses standing pretty.
Xue Poye also soon knew who this luxurious carriage belonged to. He clearly saw that the other group of gorgeously dressed people in the tea shed were obviously the owners of the carriage.
There were only four people in that group, two big men in fine clothes and a guy dressed as a scholar sat humbly at the table, while a young man was leaning on a nanmu chair, closing his eyes tightly, his face was indescribably pale.
, deathly colorless, and the whole person looked extremely weak.
There are long wooden stools in the tea shed, and this nanmu chair was obviously brought by them on a special trip. Although the young man's clothes are made of high-quality materials, their style is very simple. His right elbow is leaning on the table, and a silk handkerchief on his left hand is used from time to time.
Wiping his lips, if someone who didn't know why saw him, they might think he had mysophobia.
His eyes were kept tightly closed. There were several pastries on the table. Xue Poye took a closer look and saw something different. They were five-color glutinous rice dumplings, yellow sponge cake, sugar-oiled potato, and some exquisite snacks.
These high-point snacks were obviously chilled. There was an ice bucket next to it, filled with ice cubes, and bursts of cool air came out. As soon as Xue Poye walked into the tea shed, he felt a sense of coolness.
"Everyone, please have a seat, everyone, please have a seat. I'll serve tea to you!" The tea waiter waited attentively and welcomed Xue Poye and others in.
Xue Poye sat down at the table next to the young master, took a deep breath, felt the cool air coming from the ice bucket, and couldn't help but say: "It's comfortable, it's really comfortable!"
Mingxu and Tieniu stared at the pastries and snacks on the table, salivating, wanting to rush up and grab a few and run away.
Xue Poye sighed for a while, and the young master's three subordinates all turned their heads and looked at Xue Poye with disdainful expressions.
The young master was calm and at ease, but he kept coughing. When he coughed, his face turned red from suppressing it, but as soon as he stopped coughing, his whole face turned pale again, looking like a dying sick man.
Xue Poye was a little confused, whose son was this, and why was he so sick?
It seemed that they were used to the young master's cough. The three subordinates did not show any signs of discomfort. They just sat in silence and drank tea gently. Although there were cakes and snacks on the table, no one touched it.
"What a pity, what a pity!" Xue Poye couldn't help but muttered. In this hot day, in this place with no village or shop, in this small tea shed, it would be great if he could have a few sips of herbal tea.
, but if you can enjoy iced pastries and snacks again, you will undoubtedly live a life like a god. It is a pity that these guys don't know how to enjoy it. Xue Poye sincerely feels pity for them.
The young master suddenly ordered: "Mr. Sha, send them the pastries."
The scholar was startled, but didn't say much. With a signal, two tall men in well-dressed clothes immediately brought several pastries over. Xue Poye and others looked surprised and returned to their seats.
The pastry was still steaming, and it was really chilled. A faint scent of pastry filled the air and penetrated the nose. Even though it was summer, it still made people appetite.
Mingxu and Tieniu looked at each other, then looked at Xue Poye, but saw that Xue Poye was the only one silent, and suddenly smiled and said: "Since you are giving us food, there is no need to be polite, come on!" He was the first to extend his hand.
, twisted a piece of yellow sponge cake, took a bite, it was crispy and moist, and a coolness penetrated into the mouth, refreshing and indescribably comfortable.
Mingxu and Tieniu were no longer polite, opened their hands wide, grabbed the cakes without hesitation, and ate them with great interest and relish.
The group of big men sitting next to me regretted it. If we had known that this young man was so polite, we should have asked for it a long time ago.
"It won't be a pity." The young master's voice was soft, as if he was talking to someone, but also seemed to be whispering to himself. After saying this, he started coughing again. At this time, he was very close to Xue Poye.
Only then did they realize that the young master was very handsome, with picturesque features. If it weren't for his obvious masculine features, Adam's apple and low chest, Xue Poye would have said that he was a stunning beauty.
In fact, the young man's voice also proves that he is a decent man with a beautiful face. But it is a pity that such a beautiful young man looks like he is dying, and his eyes are closed from beginning to end, but he
I wonder if there is something wrong with my eyes.dd