The two people were following them not far or near, and there was another person, the gentleman on Liang Shang, who also fell behind them.
The current order is: Qingyan's carriage, followed by the gentleman on Liang Shang, and behind them are those two people.
Of course, there were still some bullock carts and pedestrians in the middle. If Qingyan hadn't been keeping an eye on them with her spiritual consciousness, she probably wouldn't have been able to tell. The tracking skills of the three people were still good.
Qingyan saw that Zhao Rixin had been swallowing saliva. She thought it was because he didn't drink water after eating, so his mouth was a little dry at this time.
He opened the compartment door, took out a kettle and a ceramic cup and handed them to him, "Hey, drink some water. There's warm water in here."
She got into the carriage and lit the charcoal stove, but sealed it without being inside, so the water was only warm.
Fortunately, the water in this pot is boiled and can be drunk even when it is cold.
"Great, I'm thirsty. Thank you very much, Miss Yang."
Zhao Rixin took the kettle and cup, thanked him, poured one cup and felt stuffy in one gulp, then poured another cup, and drank two cups of water in a row before he felt his thirst was quenched.
"Your carriage is really well renovated. It even has a stove inside. Even if you miss the place, you won't have to worry about the cold at night. As expected, women are more careful."
After drinking the water, he felt a warmth behind him, looked into the carriage, and praised in surprise.
If he had thought so carefully before going out and got a carriage, he wouldn't have had to suffer so much along the way.
“I also bought it slowly later. I drove out in a car at first, and then went to the northwest border.
It was very cold there. It had snowed calf-deep before I left. It was extremely cold even during the day while driving, so I thought of a way to install a charcoal stove inside.
With the door open like this, you can stay warm even if you sit outside, and you can also have hot water, hot meals, etc., which is much more convenient.
By the way, I heard from people over there that it got cold too early this year, which was a bit abnormal, and there was fear of a snowstorm, so I left early.
Fortunately, I know the current situation. If I hadn't left earlier, I would have been trapped there and wouldn't be able to go home during the New Year. "
Qingyan said while holding Yuanbao dangling out of it in her arms, "This is my cat, called Jin Yuanbao. Yuanbao, this is Zhao Rixin, please say hello."
Yuan Bao yelled at him obediently.
Zhao Rixin reached out and touched Yuanbao's big head in surprise, "It's really humane. When I saw you holding it this morning, I wanted to touch it.
I also like cats very much, and I have one at home, but the fur color is darker, a dark gray civet cat. It is not as beautiful as Yuanbao's golden fur, and it is not as round as Yuanbao. "
When Yuanbao heard this man praising it, he jumped directly from Qingyan's lap into his arms, found a comfortable position and lay on his lap.
Zhao Rixin hugged its chubby body in surprise and smoothed its fur with one hand.
Qingyan glanced at it and sent a message to it: "Look at your worthless look. You just complimented it and delivered it to your door."
Yuanbao was turned over, revealing his soft belly, and asked Zhao Rixin to rub his belly too.
"You don't understand. There is an aura about this kid that makes me very comfortable. This aura is not something that ordinary people can have. I have to seize the time to absorb some of it."
Qingyan raised her eyebrows, feeling comfortable? Most people don't have... It can't be dragon energy, right?
Zhao Rixin's surname is Zhao, which is the surname of the emperor of the Song Dynasty. Even if he is not a prince, he should be a member of the royal family. It should be reasonable to have dragon energy.
etc! Zhao Rixin...Rixin...couldn't he be the second son of Song Taizu?
She hadn't thought about it before. Song Taizu's queen was indeed the He family, but she didn't expect it to be He Linling!
She had thought that the queen was He Linling's sister.
The second son of Taizu, Zhao Dezhao, had the nickname Rixin, and it was right for him to use this name. In ancient times, relatives and friends called each other by the name.
The second son of Taizu is still very famous in history. He is one of Taizu's two sons who grew up. However, after Taizu's death, his life did not seem to be very good after his uncle succeeded to the throne.
Later, he went on an expedition together, and after the defeat, he was used as a punching bag by his uncle. He committed suicide in a fit of anger, and he was only less than thirty years old when he died.
He was also a man with a violent temper, and there was no one else who would commit suicide if he disagreed with him. But now I don't see how easily he can get upset.
Could it be that something happened later, or that he was too frustrated under his uncle's hands?
It's also possible that he was already in his twenties when his father passed away. Not only did his uncle take the throne from him, but he also suppressed him in every way. He was a bit of a temper and couldn't stand it.
Thinking of this, Qingyan couldn't help but look at him with some sympathy, wondering how this unlucky child was doing in this parallel world.
When she was studying history, she had some impressions of that paragraph of his because of the word "leaving the cabinet".
Later, this was used to refer to the marriage of the daughter's family, but here it means that she can be crowned king. However, when he left the cabinet at the age of thirteen, Taizu did not crown him king because of his young age. This is actually a bit inconsistent. Well behaved.
Later, as the eldest prince alive, he was not granted the title of prince, so his uncle got the throne, which was really frustrating.
Qingyan calculated the time. She knew before that the founding of the Song Dynasty was eight years earlier. This year is 966. It should have been eight years since the founding of the country, but now it has been sixteen years.
In other words, Zhao Rixin should be fifteen years old now and has been out of the cabinet for two years.
It doesn't look like he has been entrusted with an important task. He is still a prince who has not made any achievements.
I don’t know what Song Taizu was thinking. If he didn’t raise his biological son well and if he wasn’t in good health and didn’t establish a heir early, he would have to wait until he died suddenly and the throne fell into the hands of others.
Of course, to him, that is his biological brother, and he is not an outsider after all, but he cannot kiss his son, and he is not an heir. As for his two sons, which one should he choose?
She didn't know if the history of this world would be the same as the world she was in, and it was hard for her to remind Zhao Rixin. If it was different, it might harm him.
After arriving in the capital and meeting He Linling, she could tell that the woman was very smart after only being in contact with him for a short time.
Presumably if she reminds the other party a little bit, he will understand. What to do then depends on the other party.
In a parallel world, she shouldn't be able to change history.
The two of them were petting the cat while chatting. Qingyan kept paying attention to the three people behind her from time to time. Until noon, the other party showed no sign of taking action.
It was at least two hours away from the capital, so Qingyan simply found an open space on the roadside and parked the carriage.
"Let's make something to eat here and then leave after eating. It still takes two hours to get to the capital. It's not possible to go hungry."
Zhao Rixin nodded and said a little embarrassedly: "I don't know how to cook, but is there any other work for me to do?"
Qingyan waved her hands and said, "No, I bought buns in the town before. Just heat them up and make soup. They are all ready-made."
As he said that, he took out a soup pot and a steamer from the box at the back of the carriage, dug two pits in the ground, surrounded them with stones, and lit two fires.
Put water in the steamer, put the buns in the pot on one fire, and put water in the soup pot on another fire.
Zhao Rixin was holding Yuan Bao at the side and watching Qing Yan's deft movements. He was also learning this kind of wilderness survival skills, which he might also be able to use in the future.
"I didn't expect you to have so much water in the car. You are really well prepared."
Seeing that Qingyan took out two pots of water and was able to wash her hands and wash her hands, he felt that she was really thoughtful. Sure enough, she had experience because she had been out a lot.
You must know that when he left the capital, he only brought two changes of clothes and some silver besides a horse. When he stayed with the caravan, he had to spend money to buy food and drink from the caravan, including tents and bedding.
Now that I think about it, I am so inexperienced.
Next, when the water boiled, Qingyan pulled some cabbage leaves in, added some dried shrimps, salt, sesame oil, pepper, and a cabbage soup was ready.
Although it is simple to make, it tastes very delicious. The color of the soup is yellow. Unfortunately, she only has a ceramic bowl. If it is served in a white porcelain bowl, it will make people more appetizing.
At this time, the buns in the steamer were also heated. They had been freshly cooked in the morning. After steaming them again, the buns returned to their previous soft texture.
First, they filled three bowls of soup. She, Zhao Rixin, and Yuan Bao each drank a bowl of soup to warm their stomachs, then took two more steamed buns and handed them to Zhao Rixin, and took one steamed bun and handed it to Yuan Bao, and she also took one to eat. stand up.
After finishing the buns, we divided the remaining cabbage soup and drank it. The three of us ate around the fire and it was warm and not cold at all.
Zhao Rixin stroked his stomach with a satisfied look on his face, feeling that he hadn't had such a good meal in several days.
In fact, no, before he lost his money in Zhongmou County, he had a good meal in a restaurant, but there was a difference between the food in the restaurant and the food he cooked himself.
Although the taste may be good, it lacks some feeling. Although he didn't do anything, he felt as if he was participating in the soup as he watched it being made from clear water bit by bit. Drinking it felt particularly delicious.
Of course, the soup was actually very delicious, so this was not his imagination.
While they were eating, Qingyan looked around with her consciousness. The three people were still behind them and had not passed them.
He must have seen them stop and stop moving forward. Junzi Liang was not far behind, baking a piece of sesame seed cake he took out of his arms.
The other two people crossed the man and moved a little closer. They found a place where they could see them on the other side of the road and lit a fire. It seemed that these people were not stupid. , all carrying some food with them.
Only Zhao Rixin, who was inexperienced, had just carried two changes of clothes on his back and was preparing to walk back to the capital from the town.
Of course, Qingyan was actually thinking wrong. What Zhao Rixin had thought before was that if he could still encounter an ox cart or horse carriage heading to the capital, he would be prepared to pay some money for a ride. If it didn't work, he would just walk back.
Didn't he bump into Qingyan before he even made a move? He happened to be hitching a ride.
After finishing the meal, the two of them slowly packed their things. Qingyan's consciousness never left those two people. There was no need to stare at the other person. After all, he was alone and would not talk to himself.
Staring at these two people, I just wanted to see if I could hear what they said and get some clues.
As a result, the two people just sat in silence. Apart from eating, they occasionally exchanged a few words, which were insignificant, such as "Are you full?" Do you still want to eat? In other words, what time is it now? I didn't hear any key words at all.
It seems that these two people are really experienced, sophisticated and cautious in doing things, and there is no leakage.
In fact, there is no such thing as a person who talks about everything to others and discusses important matters at any time. Unless he is in an absolutely safe place, such as on the road, which is a public place. If he talks like this casually, he is either a fool or a fool. Deliberately meant for you to hear.
For example, what she and Chou Chou heard before were only secretly said in the darkroom of their own home, or on their own territory.
It's just that no one would think that there are people like them with cheats. Let alone others, she wouldn't think of it.
Because of this, when she talks to Chou Chou now, if there is any secret, it is usually through sound transmission, including with Yuan Bao, and they will not say it out of their mouths, for fear of being overheard. After all, They also have many secrets.
Thinking about it this way, it doesn't feel strange that people don't reveal anything. This is purely normal.
After cleaning up, extinguishing the fire, and then burying the soil dug out before, making sure that no sparks were exposed, he dusted himself off and got back on the carriage.
Zhao Rixin also helped when packing things. He also washed the pots and dishes, and buried the fire. He could still do these things.
Qingyan glanced at her watch behind his back. It was already past one o'clock, and she would be arriving in the capital around three or four o'clock.
The carriage moved forward again. Zhao Rixin must have been tired after eating and had been taking a nap leaning on the carriage. Qingyan asked him to go inside the carriage to rest.
She also knew that he must not have slept well last night. After all, it was normal for him to be afraid to sleep alone after something like that happened.
There is a charcoal stove in the carriage, and the floor is covered with sheepskin. You can just put it on. He is also wearing a cotton-padded jacket, so Qingyan is not going to get him a bedding.
Zhao Rixin was a little embarrassed at first, but he was really sleepy, so he agreed.
Yuan Bao followed him in and fell asleep with him directly in his arms.
Qingyan shook her head with a funny look on her face. This was really absorbing energy from others without any waste. She didn't know if absorbing it like this would cause any harm to others.
After thinking about it, she also asked, using voice transmission of course.
Yuanbao replied: "No, this kind of breath is emitted by him unintentionally. Just like breathing, it is already distributed in the air. If I don't absorb it, it will dissipate. And even if I don't take the initiative to absorb it, as long as I'm close, , these will also take the initiative to penetrate into my body."
Qingyan felt relieved now. She didn't want Yuan Bao to turn into a bad monster.
