45: Rich wine and meat stink, there are frozen bones on the road
Early morning of the second day.
After everyone finished packing, they replenished their provisions and set off.
Although there is still a lot of mess in Shanshui County, Wu Zhongxian's mission during this trip is a major matter related to national security.
Shanshui County is just a small matter.
Wu Zhongxian asked Song Chenglian to temporarily serve as the magistrate of Shanshui County and manage Shanshui County in place of his deceased father.
Afterwards, Emperor Zhou Ren would send someone to take over.
Song Chenglian was also very willing to take care of these people for his father and took over the responsibility without hesitation.
Wu Zhongxian, the bandit from Heifeng Village, was not arrested. After all, they had not committed any major crimes and were not bad in nature. Let them assist Song Chenglian in managing Shanshui County.
After some arrangements were made, Wu Zhongxian and his party set off.
It was quite quiet along the way today.
Since the failed assassination attempt last night, no assassins have come, so today is much calmer.
"Eunuch Wu, we can reach Jinquan Temple before dark."
Wang Zhenjun will report the journey at any time.
"Well, we'll stay at Jinquan Temple tonight." Wu Zhongxian said.
It happens to be protected by the monks of Jinquan Temple, so it will be much safer.
Don't underestimate these bald donkeys!
Jinquan Temple’s status in the world of martial arts ranks very, very high.
This group of monks relies not only on the Amitabha Buddha in their mouths, but also on their martial arts skills that can easily transcend people physically...
Only by combining civil and military forces can we gain a foothold in the world.
There is a reason why Wu Zhongxian calls them Bald Donkeys.
Just this morning.
He also saw several monks from Jinquan Temple begging for alms on the streets of Shanshui County.
Wu Zhongxian's expression at that time was:??_???
Your sister...
The common people are starving to death. You Jinquan Temple doesn’t help the people, but you still come here to ask for help? How shameless?
And even if they don't care about alms, they still talk about benevolence, justice and morality, as if people will not have a good death or accumulate good fortune if they don't do good deeds.
In ancient times, people were quite superstitious. After being fooled by the monks, they immediately believed it and wanted to donate their houses.
Originally, Wu Zhongxian had respect for Buddhism.
He does not believe in Buddhism, but respects any belief.
Because these monks from Jinquan Temple gave Wu Zhongxian a very bad impression!
Perhaps this is a typical manifestation of a few mouse droppings affecting the image of the entire sect.
Or maybe Jinquan Temple doesn’t have a good image in the first place?
You have to see all this with your own eyes to know.
"Sir, what do you think?" Xiao Que'er asked timidly.
Wu Zhongxian looked down at his thigh and felt nothing at all.
Although Xiao Que'er was squeezing it very carefully with her two little hands, she was still a child after all, and a malnourished child. She didn't have much strength, so she didn't feel anything when squeezing.
"Well, let's eat more in the future." Wu Zhongxian smiled and touched the little girl's head.
Little Que'er blushed and nodded seriously, secretly remembering the adult's words.
Although simple, the little bird can understand the meaning of the adults' words.
The adults did not directly tell her that she was weak, but encouraged her to eat more, which made Xiaoqueer feel a little warm.
She is such a simple and sensible child. She can remember a sentence or two in her heart. She is cute and pitiful.
"Well..."
Feng Zhu, who was closing his eyes to rest his mind, suddenly made a slight noise, attracting Wu Zhongxian's eyes.
But when she looked at it again, she felt calm again, as if nothing had happened.
Wu Zhongxian was confused.
"Is it because the injury hurts again?"
Wu Zhongxian was thinking, how about boiling some ginseng soup to replenish it?
After what happened last night, Fengzhu didn't speak a word today, and he didn't know whether the ginseng soup had any effect.
Senior Feng has not spoken once since he left the house. It's already noon.
Are you still angry from last night?
Uh... Come to think of it, if you don't speak, it's not necessarily because you're angry, it's probably a normal reaction.
After all, this cold swordsman usually talks very little and doesn't communicate with others. He only says a few words of reply a day, such as "Uh-huh, uh-huh, ah?"
So Wu Zhongxian made the decision directly for the Big Tongue Sword Fairy without asking her.
"It's noon, let's stop and rest for half an hour and cook some rice." Wu Zhongxian ordered.
Wang Zhenjun took the order and went to the front to issue orders.
Soon the carriage stopped.
The guards were responsible for guarding and feeding the horses, while the maids were busy cooking.
Xiaoqueer also learned to cook from the palace maid sister.
Wu Zhongxian made a small pot, took out a 10,000-year-old ginseng root, put in some other rare medicinal materials, and started to cook it.
Thousand-year-old ginseng has so many medicinal properties that boiling one strand at a time is actually too much.
Ordinary people can't digest it at all, and may even be rebounded by the medicinal properties, which is counterproductive.
However, Fengzhu is a swordsman after all, and his physique is different from ordinary people, and he can digest even a hair.
"I really envy Senior Feng..."
"Yeah! Eunuch Wu personally made soup for Senior Feng. That's so considerate."
"I didn't expect Eunuch Wu to have such a considerate side."
The maids discussed in low voices.
They were also very surprised that father-in-law Wu Zhongxian would cook the soup himself.
Although Feng Zhu was closing her eyes to rest her mind, her five senses were still beyond ordinary people's, even more than Wu Zhongxian's.
She heard the maids' whispers.
For a moment, there were some strange ripples in my heart.
But it only caused a wave of waves, and it soon calmed down.
This is probably the difference between the mental state of a strong swordsman and an ordinary woman.
If an ordinary woman is treated with such considerate care, even if she does not fall, she is already on the verge of collapse.
The rice cooked by the palace maids was very fragrant, and the aroma wafted in the wind, attracting some famine refugees.
But after they saw the Royal Guards, they didn't dare to come near, they only dared to look at them from a distance.
"Go give those refugees some food."
Wu Zhongxian has a kind heart and has no pity for others.
"yes."
Wang Zhenjun took the order and went to distribute food.
Looking at the gobbling refugees, and then thinking about the luxurious life of the princes in the capital, they can eat thirty or forty dishes in one meal.
Wu Zhongxian couldn't help but shook his head slightly.
"It's true that the wealthy family smells of wine and meat, and it's freezing to death on the road."
Wu Zhongxian just sighed.
He thinks he is not a good person.
But personally.
People have the most basic compassion for the weak.
Wu Zhongxian is a third-level warrior, and it doesn't matter if he skips one or two meals, so giving away his excess unused food to the refugees is nothing.
Inside the carriage.
Feng Zhu opened her eyes slightly, and looked through the window at the back of Wu Zhongxian who was sitting outside cooking soup with a pair of watery eyes.
"The wine and meat of the rich family stinks, and the bones are frozen to death on the road..."
Feng Zhu murmured, with an indescribable look in his eyes.
The little bird who was cooking would look at Mr. Wu secretly from time to time, always with a bit of admiration and touch in his eyes.
You are really a good person.
The young Que'er didn't know much. She only knew that adults had helped many, many refugees.
And he has been helping along the way.
Even adults have killed people, but they did it because they were bad people!
The adults are right to kill!!
The little bird who was affected at this time believed that in a subjective sense, as long as it was done by an adult, there must be a reason, so it is right.
Even if there is no reason, she will come up with reasons to explain to Wu Zhongxian.
Although this kind of understanding is very simple, it is the most real emotional dependence of the little girl.
