After the meal was eaten and the water was drunk, the felons put on their shackles. The other prisoners lined up and whipped the whip in the air a few times. Ji Kuo rode on the horse and shouted: "Everyone, get ready..."
"Wait!" Gu Jingzhi walked out of the team, "Captain Ji, my third brother has been weak since he was a child. He worked too hard yesterday and his physical strength is already exhausted. Can you see if you can do something convenient?"
Isn't it convenient? Ji Kuo smiled and said, "Mr. Gu, please tell me what you want!"
Gu Jingzhi pointed to a carriage behind him, "My younger brother suddenly fell ill late last night. Doctor Zhang Linggu from Jishi Hall diagnosed his pulse and said that if he doesn't receive proper treatment, he may be in danger of his life. I beg the captain to let my younger brother and Dr. Zhang ride in the same carriage." A carriage to facilitate his timely treatment.”
Ji Kuo pretended to hesitate and ordered the deputy captain Yang Xiong to come over for discussion. Yang Xiong had already received the hint from the sixth prince and wanted to take good care of Song Wanru and her family. Since the younger brother of Mr. Gu was Song Wanru's biological son, how could he not do that? Agreeing, "Okay, I humbly obey Master Ji's orders and obey them no matter what. Please ask Mr. Gu to move to the carriage immediately. Don't delay!"
Follow my orders, why the hell are you selling favors first? Ji Kuo's face darkened, he turned around and smiled at Gu Jingzhi: "Master Gu, I'll arrange for two brothers to carry Third Master Gu over!"
"I won't do any more work, gentlemen!" Gu Jingzhi thanked him and asked his eldest brother to get into the car cautiously.
Ji Kuo waited for them to make arrangements and return to the team before giving the order to set off again.
The gray-white procession meanders north, and the yellow leaves on the trees fly down, like butterflies dancing gracefully, and like wild geese soaring in the sky. The autumn wind blows gently, leaving a few pieces of yellow on people's bodies.
The autumn wind suddenly picked up, and the leaves fell one after another, covering the ground with yellow leaves. Then they rose up and flew to the face, and there was a slight pain on the face.
"It's going to rain. If you have rain gear, bring it out!" Ji Kuo's order came down.
There were drops of tung oil raincoat in Caiwei's space. She shouted to the carriage behind her: "Brother Ping'an, bring the rain gear!"
Ping An, Jiu Yang and Xiao Shitou's wooden carts appear again.
As soon as the trolley arrived, Caiwei happily prepared to perform the magic of changing items in the air, "Hey!" Brother Ping'an was quite reliable. There were actually a few tung oil raincoats in the car. To exchange items, you still need to use your mind. It's good if you can't move. .
Caiwei was very happy and began to distribute raincoats: one for the master, one for his father, one for Cai Lian, one for her mother..., one for the master and his youngest son, and he put on the smallest and last one. One piece, I put on my hat and tugged on the hem until it reached the bottom of my heels.
She said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Ping'an, my clothes are too long and it's inconvenient for me to walk. Please take off the remaining coir raincoat and hat!"
When Gu Jingxing heard that the raincoats had been distributed, he rushed towards Caiwei and said, "Bold maid, you are worthy of wearing a raincoat. Take off the raincoat for the young master and his wife to wear!"
The coir raincoat was made of coir raincoat. It was thick and ugly. With a bamboo hat on it, he looked like an old man fishing. How could Gu Jingxing be willing to wear it if he was a suave man?
Who is he? How could Caiwei listen to him? She walked back to Cai Lian, that is, to Gu Jingchao's side as if she hadn't heard anything. Now Gu Jingxing had no choice. He was a fool, let him choke her. , one wrong hand can twist off the head, but it is still more important to save one’s life!
Gu Jingxing retreated angrily, and the beautiful girl Jin Ling came out, "Brother Ping'an, I'm so cold, give me a raincoat."
She put on a raincoat to cover her protruding body and said to her aunt, "Second aunt, you should also wear one, it will protect you from the rain and keep you warm!" She had lived in a village, and this thing was a good thing. Some poor families had it. It’s also used as a quilt cover!
Others could just make do with wearing raincoats, but Song Wanru had to put in the effort. She was the daughter of a rebel, a felon, and she still had shackles around her neck!
The confidant Third Yiniang put down her daughter and worked with her eldest aunt to help Song Wanru put the raincoat under the shackles.
The rain began to fall in a steady patter, pouring on people's raincoats and raincoats, and on Song Wanru's bamboo hat. The rainwater followed the lines of the bamboo strips and flowed onto the shackles.
In ancient times, the weight of the shackles varied according to the severity of the crime. Song Wanru's was okay, thanks to the Sixth Prince secretly taking care of it and making it out of wood for her. It weighed twenty kilograms, not too heavy, and could bear it.
The rain followed the lines of the bamboo and flowed onto the shackles, and onto the wooden shackles. As the rain continued to fall, and as the road went farther and farther, the shackles were soaked in a lot of rainwater, becoming heavier and heavier. It was getting heavier and heavier, and Song Wanru couldn't bear it anymore.
"Jing Xing, Jing Xing, help mother hold on to the shackles!" Song Wanru was out of breath and called out to her second son.
As Gu Jingxing walked, he held up Song Wanru's shackles with his hands and stretched his arms out of his raincoat. The rain fell on his arms and soon soaked his sleeves. The autumn wind and rain were so cold that he shivered from the cold and sneezed.
Song Wanru's heart clenched. This was her only healthy son, her lifeblood. She hurriedly said: "Jing Xing, mother has recovered. Please put down the shackles!" She could only move forward alone again.
The wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the sun hung high in the sky. The sunlight shone down, giving the prisoners who had been caught in the rain some warmth.
Caiwei put away the raincoat and Ping An came to collect the raincoat. Jin Ling was reluctant to hand it over and discussed with him, "Brother Ping An, my clothes are thin, please let me keep the raincoat!"
After all, they were all people who came out of Xuexuan and did not look at the monk's face or the Buddha's face. Ping An left a coir raincoat for Jin Ling. Jin Ling covered her mouth with her hands, tears welling up in her eyes. The coir raincoat was so painful, If you cover it at night, the fourth young master will not come looking for you again!
It rained a lot along the way. Ji Kuo thought that the prisoners would not be thirsty, so he ordered everyone to rest on the spot for two quarters of an hour. He took turns going to the carriage to eat and drink. After the rain in late autumn, the weather became colder and colder, so he drank. Warm the body and drive away the cold.
As soon as the large troops stopped picking weeds, they called Ping An. After the rain, the road was muddy, and Ping An and his three men came with wicker baskets on their backs to deliver water and meals.
Cai Lian took the water bag from Cai Wei and asked in a low voice, "Why is this water hot?"
Caiwei lay down next to her ear and whispered, "Ping'an Brother specially boiled water for us, and no one else has it." Looking at Song Wanru and the others, Cailian knew who this other person was referring to, and she smiled knowingly.
Caiwei said in her heart: "It's so difficult for me. It's okay to replace it with a hot water bladder in the air. I have a bunch of them in my hand, and it's a bit hot!"
Physical problems need to be solved! Caiwei was extremely reluctant to go out into the wild. After it rained, the loess would turn into mud, and it would stick to her feet and she couldn't shake it off.
The eldest lady led them back from the field, beckoned to Ping An, "Have you prepared straw sandals?" Seeing Ping An nodded in agreement, "Bring us a pair each!"
Caiwei traveled through time in modern times, and of course she didn't wear straw sandals. Cai Lian's father used to be a blacksmith, and his family had a good life, so he didn't wear them either. The eldest lady helped them put them on and tie them tightly!
Xiao Jingnian saw it and watched eagerly. The old aunt Caiwei, who was in her thirties, was just the age to love children. She couldn't bear the pleading eyes of the cute porcelain doll. He helped her put on straw sandals with her own hands. The little doll She sheepishly whispered her thanks, "Thank you, sister Caiwei!"
Her voice was delicate and soft, so rare that Caiwei kissed her on her fair and tender face. Children just like to play with children older than her, and said to Shen Wei: "Auntie, I want to go to the ground and go with sister Caiwei!" Caiwei is only nine years old now, so isn't she an older sister than her!
Shen Wei was a concubine and a slave. Although Xiao Jingnian was born to her, she was the fourth young lady of the Gu family and the master. She could only bend down to put her daughter on the ground.
"No, Jing Nian, be good. The ground is covered with mud. It's stuck on your feet and you can't walk." The eldest lady stopped her. Seeing that little Jing Nian's mouth was flat and about to cry, she hurriedly said: "Let big brother hump you and lift you up." high!"
Gu Jingchao, who looked like a black iron tower, smiled at his fourth sister and grinned so much that she hid in Shen Wei's arms and did not dare to look up again.
Two-quarters of an hour soon came and the procession set off.
Ouch! Why can't we move forward? Roads in ancient times were all dirt roads. After it rained and the sun came out, the rain evaporated and turned into mud. Once you step on it, it sticks to your feet. After struggling to shake it off, you step on it again with the other foot. mud.
Damn it! Song Wanru cursed in her heart. It was so difficult for her. The shackles around her neck became so heavy. It was already difficult to walk, and the weight of mud was added to her feet. Oh my God! Are you going to let people live?
