The clouds had cleared and the rain had stopped, and the empty official road seemed to have a lot of people emerging from the ground in an instant, and it became bustling again.
The people taking shelter from the rain in the ruined temple dispersed chatting and laughing, but what they saw today was enough for them to talk about for days.
"I heard that the princes of the Taishi Bureau in the capital are so good at predicting wind and rain..."
"Then this lady is as powerful as those husbands?"
The people dispersed in an instant, and only Banqin, the master and servant, and the old man and girl were left in the ruined temple.
Banqin's things had been packed up a long time ago, so the driver helped load the cart and drive the donkey out.
The old man also went out with the girl on his back.
"The lady can control the wind and rain!" The girl, who had been talking and laughing for a long time, seemed to understand, but thinking about the delicious pastries, she couldn't help but clapped her hands and shouted towards the donkey cart.
My wife is enlightened by immortals, Banqin giggled with a bit of pride.
"No, just look at the sky." The words came from the donkey cart again, and at the same time half of the curtains were raised.
At this time, they had reached the entrance of the temple. After the rain, the sky cleared and the sun was bright. The raised car door curtain blocked some shadows, but they could still see the woman sitting inside.
So young! The old man was shocked. He couldn’t even be called young! He was only thirteen or fourteen years old!
"When I went out in the morning, there were cotton wool clouds." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking at the girl lying on her grandfather's back.
Little girls can understand it, but the old man understands it. He knows it will rain by looking at the clouds, and he will know the weather by looking at the rain.
"My wife is a talented woman, my wife is a talented woman," he said repeatedly.
Cheng Jiaoniang bowed her head in return and looked at the old man.
"Husband, your illness needs to be cured as soon as possible." She said suddenly.
The old man had already stood aside to let them go first, and was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
"My wife can still see a doctor?" he asked.
"Slightly understood." Cheng Jiaoniang said, her eyes falling on the old man's slightly stooped back.
To outsiders, it seemed that the old man was hunched over because he was carrying a girl on his back.
"Then what disease do you think I have?" the old man asked with a smile after being stunned.
Cheng Jiaoniang was silent.
"I don't know." she replied.
The old man was stunned again.
"But I can cure it." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Then how to cure it?" the old man asked with a smile, his expression already showed that he was not concerned.
"My wife's medical treatment fee must be paid first." Banqin said from the side.
As soon as these words came out, the old man couldn't hide his smile.
"Thank you so much, madam. I am tired of carrying a small child, so I have to hurry on my way." He said, he stopped talking, nodded, and walked out of the temple gate and strode along the road.
The coachman couldn't bear it any longer.
"Madam, it's not okay for you to do this kind of business. How can you say that?" He said, "How can you say you don't know the disease? Even if you don't know it, since it can be cured, why not make up a name for the disease?"
Banqin glared at him displeasedly.
"We are not in business," she said.
The driver pouted.
"If you're not doing business, why are you asking for medical fees?" he muttered.
"Because we need money..." Banqin said. After saying that, he looked at the coachman's flirtatious look, which made him a little annoyed. "Let's hurry up. We have to make it to the town ahead before dark."
"I'm doing it for your own good." The driver, still a little aggrieved, muttered and urged the donkey to go out.
The car swayed out of the temple gate. The sunlight was already a bit dazzling, so Cheng Jiaoniang lowered the car curtain.
Banqin sat in the car, the driver drove the car, and the group of people headed forward.
When the night was deep, the donkey cart finally stopped in front of an inn. The waiter came to greet him with a yawn. Banqin jumped out of the car and asked seriously for a long time before finally waving to the driver.
"It's really hard to take care of me. There are so many inns asking here and there about whether this is good or not. I keep asking until nightfall. You still have to pay me an extra day, and you have to take care of my food and accommodation for the day. What are you trying to do?" said the coachman.
Muttering, he led the donkey cart to the carriage house in the backyard.
"It's not a good idea to have money for you." Banqin said dissatisfiedly to the driver.
Cheng Jiaoniang had already gotten out of the car, and Banqin hurriedly reached out to support her.
The waiter who was leading the way looked back and saw that the lady was taller than the girl. She was wearing a hood from head to toe. She was wearing a brown half-breasted skirt and a looming plain skirt. She was so plainly dressed.
Her indifferent appearance shows that this lady is not young, but her figure looks like Tingting.
At this time, there were no guests walking around in the hall, and the lights in the back rooms were basically turned off. The night wind blew, and the woman walking under the lantern in the hall was particularly eye-catching.
Opposite there were two people leaning against the building and talking. One of them happened to look over and his eyes lit up.
"This lady is so beautiful," he said.
The other person looked for him, but saw Cheng Jiaoniang's faint back as she walked into the door.
"Yuanlang has become more and more discerning now, and he can see people's faces even from their backs through the curtains," he said with a smile.
The man called Yuan Lang laughed.
"The so-called beauty is not just good looks." He said.
As he said this, he looked towards the room where the lady was. The lights in the house were dim and she seemed to be resting.
Banqin sat under the dim lamp and counted the money seriously.
"Madam, I only have three taels of silver left," she said.
Cheng Jiaoniang was leaning on the bedside. The dim light could not dispel the darkness around her, and her whole body was hazy.
"It's enough to rent a car tomorrow and have two meals to get to Jiangzhou City before sunset," she said.
Although Banqin was familiar with the prices of car rentals, meals, etc., she was not as fast as Cheng Jiaoniang in calculating them, so she simply just memorized the prices, reported them each time, and then arranged the itinerary directly.
"Madam, it's only a day's journey, should we change cars?" Banqin asked in confusion.
Cheng Jiaoniang was silent for a moment.
"Yes," she said.
"Well, this coachman is very noisy." Banqin nodded and said.
It's not because of this, but because she subconsciously wanted to do this. She changed cars, traveled with multiple cars, and disrupted her whereabouts so that no one would notice. These practices made their expenses along the way increase a lot. In ordinary people's eyes,
It seems that this is completely unnecessary expenditure, but why does she want to do this? It seems that she is avoiding something, what is she avoiding?
Is it Cheng Jiaoniang's avoidance or who's avoidance?
Cheng Jiaoniang pondered again, what exactly was in her confused and unclear memory?
Seeing that the lady beside the bed was in a daze again, Banqin carefully packed the money bag, blew out the lamp, lay on his side on the mat and closed his eyes.
Since she got sick last month, my wife has not gotten sick again, and she is about to get home. She no longer has to travel and be helpless.
A sweet smile appeared on Banqin's lips, and she fell asleep with a bit of excitement and a bit of ease.
Second Schedule It was almost noon when Jiao Niang’s master and servant got into the car and drove out of the city gate. The road was bustling with people, and Cheng Jiao Niang’s donkey cart was inconspicuous among the crowds.
"Urgent report, urgent report."
The rapid sound of horse hooves came from behind, and pedestrians on the road took cover one after another, watching a group of soldiers galloping past.
While escaping from the crowd, a carriage almost fell into a ditch on the roadside.
"Father, are you okay?" A middle-aged man wearing a satin round robe immediately dismounted and asked.
The boys opened the car curtains.
There was an old man and a child sitting in the car.
"Daddy, Dan Niang wants to ride a horse." The girl opened her hands and shouted to the man.
The old man reached out and stroked the girl's head.
"It's hot outside, wait until it cools down before riding." He comforted the girl and nodded to the man, "I'm fine, hurry up and hurry up, don't miss your official business."
"My son is unfilial and lets his father work hard together." The man lowered his head and said with a bit of shame.
"Don't say this, hurry up..." the old man said, but suddenly stopped mid-sentence, looking slightly surprised.
"Father?" The man shouted in confusion. Seeing his father's eyes looking to a place in front of him, he also looked over.
There was a donkey cart there, and a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old was lifting the curtain of the cart and saying something inside, looking a little anxious.
Looking at the donkey, I don’t know what’s wrong. It seems that the crowd just hurt its legs and feet. The driver is squatting down to check.
It's that girl...
The old man pondered, are they going to Jiangzhou Mansion too?
Last time I saw them moving slowly on the road, they took the initiative to invite me to ride in the car, saying they were rushing to avoid getting caught in the rain. At first, they didn't take it seriously, and they just thought it was a kind gesture to help the elderly. Although they didn't believe what they said, they still believed it.
Out of kindness, he allowed the girl to be held by the little girl and sit outside the car for a while.
Should we invite them to go with us this time?
I have a car at home, but it is better and faster than their donkey cart.
but…
The old man remembered what the lady said, she could cure it, but it was unknown and the consultation fee was high.
He shook his head.
"Father?" the man shouted again anxiously.
The old man came back to his senses and nodded to his son.
"It's okay, let's go on our way," he said.
The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his father looked fine. He reassured the girl a few words, turned around and got on the horse.
The guard cleared the way and they quickly reached the front of the road.
The car blew the curtain, and the old man glanced outside subconsciously, and the small donkey cart flashed by.
Your disease needs to be treated as soon as possible...
The woman's numb voice floated in my ears.
The old man reached out and touched his waist, then shook his head and smiled.
This lady is just a teenager who knows a little bit about things.
The convoy soon left on the official road. (To be continued)
