The heroine Jiangshan

Chapter 80

It was late autumn, and it rained for several days in a row, and the weather became colder and colder.

The official road from the north to the southwest was in disrepair for a long time, and after being watered by heavy rain for a few days, it was extremely muddy, and there were puddles of various sizes everywhere on the road.If pedestrians walk on the road, half of their bodies will be splashed with mud, and it is also difficult for carriages to walk.

"Hey, what a hassle!"

The two coachmen were wearing coir raincoats, bent over to check the front wheels of their carriages that had sunk into the mud, and lamented endlessly.The water on the pit was too deep to be seen from a distance, so they let the carriage sink into the pit without checking for a while.How to do?
"Hey, hurry up!"

Half a head protruded from the slanted car, vaguely looking like a maid in brocade clothes.The servant girl's voice was sharp, and she kept yelling: "Hurry up and lift up the car! Both the empress and the prince are frightened!"

The two coachmen quickly apologized: "Sister Yutao, the wheels are sunken too deep, and the car is heavy. We can't lift it up. How about, please ask Niang Niang and Shizi to take shelter in the back car for a while, and we will call the brothers Come pick up the car?"

"You're going to die!" The maid named Yutao raised her brows and scolded them mercilessly: "It's raining so hard, and you still let the empress and the son come out to get wet? If the nobleman gets sick, you two Can you afford to pay for your life? I don't care, you guys have to figure it out yourself, hurry up!"

"...What's the air, we are cheap, and you are just a girl..."

After being scolded by her, the two coachmen's faces were embarrassing, and they hated secretly, but they only dared to turn around in their hearts when they complained, and they didn't really dare to say it.

In desperation, they had no choice but to quickly gather the companions who were driving the other carriages. It took a lot of effort for a dozen people to lift the two carriages out of the pit until they all turned into mud monkeys. come out.

"Yutao, tell them to hurry up. We have to reach the post station before dark. The prince's car has gone a long way!"

Compared with the bad environment of torrential rain outside the car, it is obviously much more comfortable in the warm car.A young woman in court clothes lazily hugged a sleeping boy and leaned against the back of the chair, her face was full of tiredness.

If you look closely, you can still make out the faint bruises under her too thick makeup, as if she was slapped.But of course no one dared to look at her in front of her eyes.

This young woman in palace attire is the side concubine of King Cheng, Tong Shi, the birth mother of the eldest son.

It has been half a month since they left the capital.The weather was bad and the roads were difficult, so we couldn't go far.It is said that it takes more than a month to walk to King Cheng's fief, and thinking about this place, Concubine Tong is physically and mentally exhausted.

However, what can she do, don't she have to hold on?

King Cheng's temper became more and more irritable. When he was in the capital, he often vented his anger on the women and children at home.Whether it's the concubine Zhang, the daughter-in-law Princess Yanyang, or her former favorite concubine...and her precious son, who hasn't been fisted by Prince Cheng?

Concubine Tong subconsciously touched the bruise on her left cheek, smiled wryly twice, and carried her sleeping son on her side again.

Life must go on.

Although there were some twists and turns on the road, they and their party entered the only post on the road before dark.King Cheng, Concubine Zhang and others who were walking in front of them were greeted and settled by Yi Cheng long ago, but Concubine Tong came late, so they could only live in a more humble courtyard with aggrievedness.

It is inevitable that the conditions of this small station in the deep mountains are poor.After all, the original function of the post station is not to receive distinguished guests. It would be nice to have a place to live, hot water, and food!
In the Qing Dynasty, the post stations and the other delivery stations were actually organizations specialized in cargo transportation. The main task was to transport military supplies and intelligence information.The delivery station is more used to manage the transportation and distribution of rivers and seas, and the post station is often relied on on the land.

Of course, the post station also has the function of receiving officials and family members, but it is foolish to ask them to provide a full range of luxurious services.Moreover, most of the post stations were built when the Taizu started. Over the centuries, they have been renovated repeatedly, and they are very old and corrupt.

Fortunately, the pampered and pampered Chengwang family had already lived in many post stations before, so they gradually became numb to the crude facilities of the post stations, and they didn't bother to find the post office. To be picky, it is still a headache for the postmaster and handymen of this post station.

"Hey, this royal family is very particular, even the servants of the girl have to boil hot water to take a bath, it's really exhausting..."

A few handymen in the kitchen complained in low voices as they threw firewood into the water boiler.

They won't be excited about the presence of noble people in the post station, so what does it matter to them if they are rich?It just makes them work harder.

"you do not say!"

The handyman who just carried a bucket of hot water wiped the sweat from his head. "The weather is so humid that the firewood is not burning well, but those nobles still think that we are slow to boil the water, and we will be scolded for carrying the water there. What a temper!"

"Really? There are still two barrels to be carried over here... said to be sent to the prince's house..." The handyman who was lighting the fire hesitated, and another middle-aged man who was chopping firewood in the corner walked over silently.

"Brother Chen, let me deliver it."

"Ah Huang, you go? That's fine." Brother Chen, who was making the fire, was obviously the little leader of the handyman, he patted Ah Huang's shoulder with a smile and said, "Go and come back quickly, let's play a few games tonight .” He made a gesture of dealing cards with his hand.

A Huang with a simple and honest face responded, and carried two buckets of hot water on a pole to the inner courtyard where the nobles lived.

The rain was pouring down, the boundary between the sky and the earth was blurred, and the cold air poured into the inner room through the dilapidated window lattice layer by layer.

King Cheng wrapped the cloak around his body wearily, wiped his nose twice with a crumpled towel, and threw it aside in disgust.

His eyes fell on the dusty beams unconsciously, and he looked away disgustedly.The mild musty smell could no longer irritate him too much.I don't know whether it was the fatigue of the journey that made him feel numb, or the despair in his heart that made his perception of the outside world to the lowest.

Originally, there were a few servants around who were busy making beds, folding quilts, and packing up their luggage, but everyone had a tacit understanding not to disturb the prince in a daze.It's good to be in a daze, it's ten thousand times better than getting angry and beating someone.

When King Cheng came to his senses, there was only one servant in the back room pouring hot water into the tub with a bucket.

Hot water rushes into the tub, creating a cloud of warm mist in the cold air.The room became damper, King Cheng's vision seemed a little blurred.

The servant's face was also blurred, is this person his long follower?No, it seems to be a handyman in the post station...

"My lord, the water is ready."

The manservant put down the bucket and reported respectfully.

"Ask someone to come in and wait on Gu to take a bath."

King Cheng waved his hand, and took out another towel to wipe his nose.It's so cold, we need to soak in hot water for a while...

"Huh? Why don't you go?"

He raised his head and saw that the male servant was still standing there, so he couldn't help but raised his voice and began to scold.These stupid slaves!

"Prince Cheng."

The man's respectful expression faded away, his stooped figure suddenly became straight, and he was walking towards King Cheng step by step.

"you……"

King Cheng was stunned at first, then suddenly sensed that something was wrong, opened his mouth wide in panic and was about to shout.

"Come on..." Man...before he could say the last two words, King Cheng's throat was already firmly stuck by the other party.Later, he discovered that the man had poked some acupuncture points on him, which made his whole body numb and numb all the way to the base of his tongue.

This man is going to kill him!
King Cheng's yellow eyes were bulging and bloodshot, and he was so terrified that he almost passed out...

"Prince Cheng, I'm not here to kill you, please don't worry."

The man smiled slightly, but a pair of slender eyes shot out a bewitching light on his mediocre face.

"On the contrary, I'm here to save you... as long as you listen patiently to me..."

He took two steps back leisurely, sat down on the edge of the bed that the servants had packed up, and said softly, "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, sorry, sorry."

"My name is Mei, and I am a disciple of the Holy Cult...well, that is what you call the Destiny Cult, the Demon Cult...hehe...you can call it whatever you want..."

Mandate of Heaven?Charm?King Cheng was even more frightened, and he didn't relax because the other party said "don't kill him".

He is not smart, but he still has a basic IQ.At a time like this, if people from the Destiny Sect come to your door, what good can they do?
"I believe that the prince is no stranger to our Holy Cult, hehehe. As for me, I currently occupy the position of the elder of the Holy Cult, ha, in fact, my meager skills are nothing in the Holy Cult, it's just for everyone to save face..."

"Let's be honest, my lord, we suffered a lot in the capital a few days ago and lost a lot of our companions." Speaking of the accident that happened on New Year's Eve more than half a year ago, "Elder Charm"'s tone was still calm and calm. of.

That night, Tianmingjiao colluded with King Shu in an attempt to rebel.After the incident was defeated, King Shu committed suicide, and Elder Kui was captured on the spot, but he cut off his meridians and died before being judged.The rest of the Tianming believers who were arrested also committed suicide with poison pills hidden in their mouths, but they did not leave any clues to the government.

Emperor Yuan Qi was furious, and searched and arrested Tianming believers from the palace to the city, which caused a panic and arrested many suspicious or innocent people.Moreover, the army also encircled and suppressed several lairs of the Destiny Cult on the border, killing and wounding many Destiny Cultists, forcing them to escape the border and hide deep in the grassland.

For the past six months, although Emperor Yuan Qi has been paying attention to the situation of the Destiny Sect, to the dismay of the government, so far they have not been able to catch a valuable cadre of the Destiny Sect.

King Cheng never imagined that he would meet Elder Mei, one of the three elders of the Destiny Sect, in this deep mountain inn!
"My lord, you're a smart person. I won't go around the bush anymore. This time I'm waiting for you at the inn, just to... talk to you about cooperation..."

"Do you want to die now, or do you want to go back to the capital and sit on that dragon chair?"

The wind and rain beat against the windows and doors, and the hot water in the tub gradually became cold.In this dim and damp inn room, Elder Mei's voice seemed to come from the distant surface of the water, it was so unreal...

Is it a wimpy death, or a glorious life?

(End of this chapter)