The Chu region has been home to outstanding people and places since ancient times. As far as you can see, it is extremely prosperous and very different from other places.
On a certain official road in the Chu region leading to the capital, pedestrians and carts pass by from time to time. Every few miles, there are pavilions and tea sheds for pedestrians to rest. It is not deserted.
Among these pedestrians, there was a scholar who was carrying a large book box and hurried on his way. In the late autumn, he kept wiping his sweat.
This is nothing unusual on this official road
There are many talented people in the Chu region. Every autumn, those talented people who passed the provincial examination rush to the capital to prepare for the national examination. It is not surprising that there are these scholars rushing on the official road.
It was noon, the weather was hot, and there happened to be a tea shed in front for passers-by. He felt so happy that he rushed into the tea shed, ordered a bowl of tea and a small plate of food, put down his book box, and started eating gracefully.
There were more than a dozen guests sitting in the vegetable shed, including scholars, farmers, merchants, couples, old and young, and it was quite lively.
There was a sound of horse hooves not far from the official road, and in the flying smoke, more than a dozen fast horses were galloping towards here.
The horse was approaching and stopped in front of the tea shed. The men on the horse were all tall, strong, fierce and cold, their clothes were disheveled, and their swords were not sheathed.
They jumped off their horses, walked into the tea shed, and looked around. Everyone's eyes looked as if they wanted to kill someone. It was very scary.
The guests seemed to be frightened and kept silent. Even the children who were acting coquettishly buried their faces in the adults' arms and did not dare to speak.
They sat down when they saw an empty space, and the seats were filled in a blink of an eye. They patted the table one by one and asked the waiters to bring all the delicious food.
These people are like the common executioners who kill without batting an eyelid. They exude a strong sense of ruthlessness, arrogance, ruthlessness and yin, and the living people can't help but give in.
Several of the big men took out a painting from their arms and looked at the people in the tea shed.
Meeting their gloomy gazes, the guests were frightened and lowered their heads or avoided them.
The scholar also seemed to be frightened. His face turned pale and he moved the book box on the table under the table, hunched his neck and started to eat.
A big man walked towards the scholar, regardless of the situation, he picked up his hair and looked at him carefully.
"Everyone... hello... you are a good man... what do you... do you want to do?"
The scholar's hand shook and his chopsticks fell to the table. His face turned pale and he stammered a question, causing the big men to laugh.
The big man looked up and down, with disdain in his eyes, and let him go. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his upper body collapsed on the table.
It seemed that he had bad luck today, he lamented in his heart. He wanted to stay a little longer, but it seemed that he couldn't stay. He took a few bites of rice in a hurry, but he really didn't have the appetite to eat it, so he checked out and left.
When I walked to the door, I suddenly thought of something, and hurried back, picked up the bookcase under the table, hung it on my shoulder, and left.
The white-faced scholar was obviously frightened. He had never seen a big scene before, and the big men showed disdain.
After walking several feet away, the scholar glanced behind him. When he saw that they were not following him, he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as you walk through the corner in front, you can find a secret place to feed the child while no one is around. The child must be hungry.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the child suddenly started crying, and cried very loudly, as if he was about to break out of the box.
In the past few days, the child had been crying a lot. She had to slow down, stay in the city, focus on being close to the child, and wait until the child calmed down a little before going on the road. How could she have imagined that the child would cry at this time?
It's so important
His heart tightened, he did not look back, and hurriedly quickened his pace, hoping that those people in the world would not notice.
However, those Jianghu people are not just ordinary people. They still have sensitive ears and heard it.
Isn't it a strange thing to hear the cry of a child in the bookcase of a scholar who is going to Beijing to take the exam?
Ordinary people would suspect that he had done something shady, and officials would catch him and question him. What if he was a Jianghu person?