After everyone cremated Zhao Wuji's body, they also burned the four horse corpses.
Horses are animals with extremely perfect lines. To think that someone would have the heart to kill them, Xiao Ding sighed in his heart.
After everything was taken care of, it was already dawn.
A group of six people continued to move southwest along the official road.
Fortunately, the weather was not bad. Although it was not sunny, there was no rain or wind.
There was not much mud on the official road, and everyone walked leisurely.
Tang Qingqing didn't move very quickly. She held Xiao Ding's arm all the way. It seemed that even if she was fine, she didn't intend to let go of Xiao Ding.
Breakfast time.
Everyone has been walking for more than an hour, but they still haven't encountered the inn. I was just feeling a little discouraged when I suddenly noticed a carriage parked on the roadside in front of me.
To be precise, this is a cart, pulled by only one horse.
This kind of cart is very long, but has no carriage. It is only used by ordinary people to pull grain and firewood.
Most of the cart was loaded with dry firewood, and an old man was sitting on the shaft, drinking and resting.
The old man looked in his fifties or sixties. Although his beard and hair were all white, he looked energetic. He was busy pouring wine into his mouth, and didn't seem to notice that Xiao Ding and others had walked in front of him.
Wei Qingshu stepped forward and sang, "May I ask my father-in-law, how far is it to the station ahead?"
The old man's face was red from drinking. He squinted his eyes and looked at the people up and down. He put the cork of the bottle in his hand into the mouth of the pot, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, smacked his lips and said: "There is an inn ten miles ahead, but that The inn was abandoned due to a fire and is being rebuilt, so we have to travel twenty miles to Chenzhuang to find an inn."
Wei Qing wrote: "Thank you very much, father-in-law."
Everyone looked at each other in shock. Thirty miles away, at their speed, it would take at least two hours to reach Chenzhuang.
Xiao Ding suddenly smiled. He walked up to the old man and said with a smile, "I'm afraid your cart of firewood will be taken to Chenzhuang Market and sold for money for wine."
The old man gave Xiao Ding a rolling look in reply.
Xiao Ding took out an ingot of gold from his arms and waved it in front of the old man's eyes, and said with a smile, "If you drag us to Chenzhuang, this silver will be yours."
The old man's eyes lit up, there are such good things in the world. The gold ingot in Xiao Ding's hand is probably enough for him to sell ten or twenty loads of firewood. He nodded in agreement without hesitation, and took the silver from Xiao Ding's hand, for fear of making any moves. If you are too slow, Xiao Ding will regret it.
The old man unloaded half of the cart of firewood and hid it in the bushes on the roadside. It seemed that he planned to come back after sending the people away to load the firewood, and then take it to the market to sell it for money.
Farmers have always known how to be frugal, because their fear of poverty has long been deeply rooted in their bones.
The old man whipped up his horse whip and said, "Drive"... and with a shout, the cart carried everyone slowly.
The horse is a local black horse, slightly shorter than the Mongolian horse, but because it carries heavy loads all year round, it works at sunrise and rests at sunset, its endurance is no less than those of war horses on the battlefield.
Six or seven people weighed about a thousand pounds, but the horse did not seem to be struggling, and actually went faster and faster.
The cart board is about eight feet long and is paved with hay. Xiao Ding and others can sit on it without feeling too crowded.
On the front of the cart, against the shaft, two wine jars were covered with ropes. There was still half a jar of wine in one of the jars, which made a rattling sound as the vehicle bumped.
Xiao Ding licked his lips and smiled at the old man: "Old man, can you sell me half of your jar of wine?"
The old man was dissatisfied with the money and felt happy. He laughed and said, "If you like it, brother, just drink it and don't dare to ask for any more money."
Xiao Ding thanked him, untied the hemp rope that tied the wine jar, and took off the seal. Suddenly, the aroma of wine hit his nostrils.
Xiao Ding said that the wine was good, then he drank a big gulp, wiped the mouth of the jar, handed the wine jar to Tang Qingqing beside him, and said with a smile: "Here, take a sip to warm yourself up."
Tang Qingqing did not refuse, took the wine jar, took a sip, and then handed the wine to the next person.
The morning in the twelfth lunar month is quite cold. After drinking some wine, I feel warm all over my body.
After a few laps, most of the jar of wine had been drank by six people.
Tang Qingqing's face was also slightly red. She leaned on Xiao Ding's shoulder and said, "I'm a little drunk and want to sleep..."
After taking a closer look, Qingcheng's fourth show also had blurry eyes.
Xiao Ding smiled and said: "You guys can't drink enough. No, this wine contains..."
Before he finished speaking, his body leaned back and fell under the car.
"Huh..." The old man pulled the reins sharply, stopped the car, and looked back, only to see that everyone had fallen down on the cart, and Nie Qingyun and Xiao Ding fell to the ground.
The old man had a gloomy face and a fierce look in his eyes. He walked step by step to Xiao Ding and Nie Qingyun. He leaned down and stretched out two fingers to test their breath. Then he patted several people in the car, but no one could move. , all six of them fell into a deep sleep as if dead.
The old man slowly revealed a sinister smile on his lips, took out a gleaming dagger from his waist, and murmured: "Don't blame me when you get there. I won't be able to live until you die. As the saying goes, people can't do anything for them. I will be punished by heaven and earth. This injustice has its owner and its debtor. If you want to find it, just look for that stinking nose."
The old man walked up to Tang Qingqing, looked at Tang Qingqing's proud figure, and sighed: "It would be a pity to kill this girl. Alas, I'll take action on you first, so that I won't be able to do it later."
"Then why don't you take action!" said a cold voice.
The old man's body shook, and the dagger in his hand stopped in mid-air, motionless.
Nie Qingyun's sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was pressed against the center of his vest, and he asked coldly.
Tang Qingqing also opened her eyes and saw that he was smiling. Xiao Ding patted the dust on his body, walked slowly to the old man, gently took the dagger from his hand, and said with a smile: "Are you thinking about seizing the soul?" Why is the incense of life useless to us?"
The old man nodded and said: "I watched you finish the wine with my own eyes. I personally put the soul-destroying incense in the wine. Of course, the portion is very generous."
Tang Qingqing smiled and said: "Because we have taken the antidote beforehand, the truth is actually very simple."
She turned over and jumped out of the carriage, looked at the old man, blinked, and said with a smile: "The Tang family's 'Biyu Qingxin Pill' can cure all poisons in the world, and it is the nemesis of all drugs. You should know this."
The old man sighed: "I am sick and Hua Tuo travels around the world and never shows my true face to others. I can guarantee that you have never seen me. I really can't figure out where there is any flaw."
Xiao Ding smiled and said: "Of course this must be attributed to our great daughter of Tang Dynasty. It was she who recognized your soul-destroying incense. And I am sure that since you take action, you will never come back empty-handed. There will definitely be more." Follow-up."
Zhao Qingming stared at Bing Hua Tuo, as if fire was about to spurt out from his eyes. He said solemnly: "When I was cremating my father's body last night, you must have seen the light of fire in the sky. At that time, you had already Today's actions are planned."
Liu Qingfeng sneered and said: "Ding Shaoxia has calculated that although you are powerful with poison, you are not good at martial arts, so you will definitely try again. Miss Tang has given each of us a 'Biyu Qingxin Pill' for emergencies." , Ding Shaoxia also gave us a hint when he was drinking just now, so we have secretly taken the antidote. The purpose of cooperating with you in this play is to hear you personally tell who is the mastermind behind the scenes. "
Bing Hua Tuo was puzzled and asked: "When did you give the hint?"
Xiao Ding smiled and said: "I just touched a few of them with my feet and tapped the wine jar three times with my fingers."
Bing Huatuo said: "But how did you find out? I didn't reveal any flaws."
Xiao Ding shook his head and said with a smile: "You are indeed disguised very well. Even I thought you were really just an ordinary old man selling firewood. He got up early and worked hard at night to cut firewood and send it to the market, just to exchange for some wine money. Even you Even when he drinks, he pretends to be an alcoholic, but it’s a pity..."
"What's the pity?" If Xiao Ding didn't tell him the answer, Hua Tuo would really be mad at this moment.
Xiao Ding smiled lightly and said, "It's a pity that the wine you left in the jar was too good, and you left too much."
Bing Huatuo stared at Xiao Ding, his eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.
Xiao Ding smiled and said, "You don't have to glare at me. As the saying goes, no plan in this world can be truly perfect. You have calculated all the details, but you forgot the most important thing." "
Bing Huatuo sighed, closed his eyes tightly, and stopped talking.
But Tang Qingqing couldn't help but ask: "What is the most important thing?"
Xiao Ding said calmly: "This half jar of Huadiao is at least twenty years old. How can ordinary people afford such expensive wine? Moreover, a real drunkard will not have so much wine left at home."
A person who is really addicted to alcohol will drink all the wine before he thinks of buying wine. When buying wine, of course, the more wine the better. Since he is going to buy wine, how can he store so much wine in his car? In the jar.
Some truths seemed very complicated before I figured it out. Once I figured it out, I realized that it was just a simple truth.
