The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, covering the earth with white snow.
It was still daytime at this time, and the sun shone white on the sky and the earth, but the world was completely silent. Only the moving figures of wild beasts in the forest and the sad and sharp sounds of crows echoed in the air.
Yuqiu Station is located in Gaotang Prefecture, Shandong Province. It is one of the thirty-nine stations from Shenjing to Jiangning. Since Emperor Yongle of the former Ming Dynasty established the system of the northern and southern capitals, this line started from Huitong Hall in the south of Shenjing City and spanned several
The road from this province directly to Jiangning City became the busiest road in the Ming Dynasty.
In the late Ming Dynasty, Qian Qianyi, the world-famous Mr. Muzhai, once wrote a poem "Post Wall Chronicles" on the wall of a post station in Shandong:
"At the beginning of the road, I was worried about traveling, and Lu Qi frequently sought advice from others. I was happy to hear the news about the river in Zhibeiguan, and said that the thieves in Shandong had taken it. Then the car could pass through the country, and there was no need to pass through Zhongzhou in vain. I wrote a poem to report peace.
The word, Zhijun pours a cup of turbid wine."
The thieves have been eliminated, the road is open, there is no need to take detours, and the travel and gas expenses can be saved. Everyone, please pour your wine.
The dragon of Emperor Taizu of the Great Xia swept across Yanyun from the southeast. There was no system for the two capitals in the country, but this still did not damage the status of the southeast center of Jiangning. And with the recovery of people's livelihood, this road became the only road besides the Grand Canal.
There is no other most important north-south corridor besides the lifeline.
But now, such a large inn located at a traffic intersection is surrounded by silence.
In the distance, a figure walking with difficulty gradually approached the inn. It was a commoner with a yellow face and thin muscles. He was wearing a paper coat with several holes in it and an equally tattered cloak. He was carrying a man behind his back.
A child wrapped in cotton clothes.
After the heavy snowfall, the official road was covered with knee-deep snow. Every step he took seemed very difficult, and he gasped in pain.
As he walked, he shouted "Ah, ah" toward the inn, as if he wanted to attract the attention of the people inside.
As we got closer, we gradually heard the noise in the inn.
The hustle and bustle of people and horses, and the aroma of food all inspired him to complete this journey of less than a mile.
He thought that when he got there, he would be saved.
After walking a few steps, he stopped and stared fixedly at the roadside.
There are several bodies that have been eaten, and the expressions of the owners of the bodies are still lifelike in the cold environment.
There is no panic and fear as people imagine, only numbness.
His eyes were fixed on the body lying on the ground, and his throat was throbbing.
Although there are a few big holes chewed out, the cotton-padded clothes on these people are much better than the paper clothes on them that are quickly torn and airy. If one set doesn't work, then use two sets. If two sets don't work, then use three sets. As long as you can fold enough.
, the holes don’t matter, they’re not all biting in the same position anyway.
After a lot of trouble, I took off the cotton-padded clothes from the original owner and couldn't wait to put them on myself, wearing three layers.
He sighed with satisfaction.
The sky was still so cold, but he felt much warmer all of a sudden.
"Baby, we're almost here." He set off again with a smile on his face, but...
There's something wrong with him.
Why is it so heavy?
He gritted his teeth and walked for more than ten steps, but he couldn't walk anymore, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.
Until he fell, he didn't understand why.
He forced himself to crawl forward a few steps, and with his eyelids gradually covering up, he kept looking at the inn not far away, stretched out his hand towards it, and fell down.
From beginning to end, no one came out of the inn.
After a long time, several convoys carrying goods passed by one after another, but no one stopped beside him.
After a long time, several people in ragged clothes stumbled over. When they saw the person lying on the ground, their eyes suddenly lit up. They rushed forward like hungry ghosts and snatched everything on him.
That's all. When their eyes fell on the child lying behind him, everyone's eyes fell into scarlet madness, and one of them was the first to reach out and want to take the child away. p>
"Whoops!" An arrow shot straight forward and landed at the feet of the person who reached out with a swipe. They exclaimed and turned their heads one after another.
I saw a few shadowy horses walking slowly on the official road.
Suddenly these people were so frightened that they could not care about anything but running for their lives.
However, the snow on the ground made it difficult for them to move forward. While shouting "Hero, spare your life", they desperately climbed and rolled away to the slightly higher ground on the side of the road.
The people on the official road paid no attention to them and just walked slowly along the road, gradually revealing the whole group of people.
There were a dozen caped knights in total, followed by two vehicles that had been modified and covered with thick fur on the inside to protect them from the cold. The wheels had also been specially treated to adapt to the snow-covered roads. p>
"Tread"
A rider stepped forward and dismounted, checked the person on the ground, then turned around and raised his hands to the person behind him: "Young Master, you have expired."
The young master on the horse was slender and well-proportioned, with a slightly stern expression on his handsome face. He looked at the people on the ground in silence for a while, and then said after a moment: "That child..."
The subordinate's eyes dimmed slightly and he shook his head.
"Really..." Young Master looked at it, closed his eyes gently, and after a few breaths, his face changed slightly.
"Hurry up and hug me, there's still hope!"
In the carriage, a charming woman sat lazily in it, holding a Tangbaozi in her hand to keep warm. Suddenly she saw the heavy carriage curtain lifted, and she couldn't help but look up, and then let out a light sigh.
"Sir, this...?"
"Take some quilts to cover the child, and then dip some water into the handkerchief and smear it in his mouth."
"Yes! Young Master." After a brief moment of astonishment, the woman quickly took the child and took care of it according to the Young Master's instructions.
The woman took out a quilt from the car to cover him, and followed the young man's instructions to pour some warm water from the heater next to her. After tasting the temperature, she dipped it in with a close-fitting handkerchief and gently smeared it on him.
The child's chapped lips were full of busy and unhurried movements.
The child felt the warmth coming from his mouth, moved slightly, and made a sucking movement.
"Master, look!" the woman shouted happily.
"Qingwen, I'll leave this girl to you. Fortunately, she doesn't have a fever. As long as she recovers, she should be fine."
Qingwen was startled: "Girl?"
"Yes, what's wrong with my daughter?"
The handsome young master is Jialan who has returned from traveling. In his spiritual perception, although the child's aura is weak, it still condenses and has not dissipated, unlike the relatives around her...
At this time, a rider next to him patted his horse and stepped forward and said: "Lang Geer, ahead is Yuqiu Post. After here, we have to walk another sixty miles to the next big post. Why don't we rest here tonight?" "Just follow your wishes, Brother Zhong."
Jia Lan nodded towards Qin Zhong, "Go and tell the two people behind you that you will rest here tonight."
Qin Zhong responded, pulled up the reins and came to a carriage behind him and gently clicked the window: "Mrs. Luo, Miss Luo, so that you two can know. The master said that he will rest at Yuqiu Post in front of you today." A gentle voice replied from inside the car: "Thank you, Mr. Qin, we understand."