"Why did the team in front stop again? They just couldn't walk twenty miles and they stopped three times."
Liu Wei returned to the caravan and complained to Song Che, but he did not dare to speak too loudly, "Who kind of big shot is sitting in this carriage? Since we have been traveling with her, we brothers don't even dare to bare our shirts. She sits in Let’s take shelter in the carriage while we’re still facing the strong sun.”
Song Che was also very distressed. Noble people allowed themselves to be squeamish, but they would not rest like this. If they continued at this speed, they would probably have to stay in a hotel after arriving at the inn, which would delay the trip too much.
"There are no woods around. Let's rest against the carriage for a while, and let me go and ask."
Song Che could only bite the bullet and walk towards the carriage. But before he could get close, the female swordsman in white standing in front of the carriage spoke out to stop him:
"Stop, madam, please don't come near me!"
Song Che lowered his posture and said politely: "Xia Xia, look at the lack of shade here. The soldiers are all exposed to the sun. We will reach the inn in another ten miles. Why not work hard and rest there?"
The female swordsman said, "Wherever Madam says we can rest, we will rest there."
Song Che frowned slightly, "The heroine doesn't know that what the merchant is transporting this time is Sui coins, which need to be delivered to Luoyang within a month. But at this rate, it will be difficult to deliver the goods within the deadline. Our lives -"
"If it weren't for Mr. Han's order, I could escort the lady back to Xijing with just one person and one horse, so why would I need to join you?" the female swordsman shouted loudly.
Song Che held his head high, no longer polite, but raised his hand to point to the road, his voice gradually getting colder: "All roads lead to Luoyang. If the heroine is so courageous, why not move forward on her own?"
"You're just a peddler and a pawn—"
"Traffickers and pawns! What we are fighting for is life, but you enjoy comfort!"
Song Che scolded him in return, glaring at the female swordsman, not giving in.
The female swordsman grabbed the sword on the saddle and made a gesture of pulling it out: "Do you want to test the sharpness of my sword?"
You're being mean...Song Che was a bit weak. From the moment she knocked off his hair crown with a stone, she knew that this man was very skilled. If he really got into a fight with her, he would definitely suffer.
"Master Lin, go and get the doctor quickly, Tan'er has fainted!" At this time, an urgent call suddenly came from the carriage.
The female swordsman looked around anxiously and cast her gaze on Song Che: "Pawn, is there a doctor in your team?"
Song Che shook his head, "No."
"You have traveled a long distance, why don't you deserve a doctor? What should you do if you get a heatstroke?" the female swordsman asked.
Song Che was even a little happy in his heart, but he said verbally: "We traders and lackeys usually wake up at the fourth watch, rest at noon, and leave at sunset. We usually don't do business in the afternoon, so we generally don't suffer from heatstroke."
"Ma'am, I'll go find the doctor soon!"
The female swordsman reined in her horse and was about to leave, but Song Che stopped her: "There are no villages or towns for twenty miles in front and back of this place, so it's probably impossible to find a doctor."
The female swordsman gritted her teeth and said extremely anxiously: "What should we do..."
After a while, a young woman's cry came from the carriage, "Tan'er, wake up, Tan'er..."
Heat stroke is a serious matter, and it may lead to death. Song Che hesitated for a moment, but still asked for instructions from the carriage, "Madam, I know a little bit about Qihuang's medical skills. If you can trust me, why don't you let me take a look?" "
The car door opened, and the young woman poked her head out with tears in her eyes, "Sir, please come quickly!"
"Can I, a mere peddler and a lackey, be allowed to serve as a lady?" Song Che glanced at the female swordsman with a smile.
The female swordsman didn't say anything. She leaned over and grabbed Song Che's shoulders. She jumped off the horse and led Song Che into the carriage. Then she let go, patted the sword on her waist and threatened, "Give it to me." Take good care of me, if you dare to be a little frivolous, you will definitely suffer unspeakably!"
The carriage collapsed, the little girl frowned, her cheeks were flushed, and sweat broke out on her forehead. Song Che knew with just one glance that she had suffered from heatstroke.
Children are different from adults. Their bodies are weak and they are pampered. How can they withstand the heat and poison?
Song Che stroked the girl's forehead, which was so hot that she could roast a sweet potato. "It's a coma caused by high fever. We must cool her down quickly - Madam, could you please take off her clothes, wipe her body with a wet towel first, and then fan her." The wind cools you down, and when the water stains on your body are dried, they will reappear."
After that, he was about to get out of the carriage. But the female swordsman stopped him: "Is this the end?"
Song Che said: "I have some antipyretic and heat-reducing medicines there, I have to get them."
Without saying a word, the female swordsman grabbed Song Che's shoulders again and dragged him out of the carriage. As if the wind was blowing under his feet, he stepped on the rows of car roofs and arrived in front of the carriage where Song Che had sat down before taking only seven or eight steps.
Is this what flying feels like? Song Che was filled with emotion.
"Get the medicine." The female swordsman watched Song Che's every move.
"You are very similar to a friend I know. She is also a heroine, but she is much gentler than you."
Song Che rubbed his almost dislocated shoulder and lifted the quilt covering the roof of the car. The female swordsman stretched her neck to take a look, but Song Che moved his position, blocking her view, "This is my exclusive secret medicine. It won't work if outsiders see it."
The female swordsman hummed, "Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"
"You are not a three-year-old, but I am treating a three-year-old."
Song Che's belongings were hidden under the quilt. He quickly poured out a painkiller and took out two ice packs from the "refrigerator"——
On this hot day, adults are prone to heatstroke, so Song Che would freeze several ice packs with saltpeter every day. The ice pack is made from a fur kettle, which has excellent thermal insulation effect.
He handed the pill to the female swordsman: "Listen carefully, divide this pill into two halves, mix it with water twice and take it. Of these two ice packs, apply one to the little girl's chest and the other to the back of her neck. …The weather here is too hot, so it’s not advisable to stay for too long. Ventilate and cool down as much as possible.”
The female swordsman held the pills and ice pack, her surprise and confusion hidden in her brows, but she did not express it in her mouth: "Does such a gadget really work? And how do you...make ice in this summer?" "
As she spoke, she stretched her neck to look into the wheelbarrow. The bursts of cold air made people curious.
Song Che covered her up with the quilt and said: "Don't leak the secret. Go and save your wife's daughter. If she wakes up, come to me for follow-up consultation."
The female swordsman snorted and left a message: "You are not an ordinary trafficker's pawn." Then she flew off the roof of the car.
From people like her, giving the word "unusual" may be a very high evaluation.
After a while, the caravan set off.
Gradually, the sun sets in the west.
"Uncle, that big shot has summoned you." Liu Wei came to report.
Song Che nodded, counting the time, the antipyretic medicine should be effective by now.
When we arrived at the big man's car, we could already hear the laughter of the little girl inside. My energy was restored, and the fever should have subsided.
The female swordsman said abruptly: "You are quite powerful."
Song Che smiled and said, "My wife praises me the same way."
"you--"
"Sir, please come in quickly." The young woman in the car greeted.
Song Che shrugged and stepped into the carriage with a smile.
The little girl was nestled in her mother's arms, holding a piece of cake in her hand and eating a mouthful of cake crumbs.
Song Che reached out and touched the little girl's forehead. The fever had almost subsided. He took away the pastry from the girl's hand and said with a smile: "Sweets are very high in calories. Eating them can easily cause fever. In the next few days, you should eat them lightly." Mainly food to relieve heat, eat more white meat vegetables, drink more Patchouli herbal tea."
But the little girl pouted, turned her head and called to the young woman: "Concubine, I want to eat..."
The sound of "mother concubine" shocked Song Che. No wonder hundreds of people were escorting her. It turned out that she was a royal noble.
God is really helping me...
"Listen to sir, we won't eat," the young woman coaxed the little girl, smiled lightly at Song Che, dignified yet sensitive, and asked:
"Sir, I don't know how to thank you for saving Tan'er?"
"It's a small effort, nothing worth mentioning," Song Che paused and then said, "I just have a suggestion, be brave enough to mention it to my wife."
"Sir, please tell me."
"I must have heard what I said to the heroine outside the car in the afternoon. I must deliver the coins to Luoyang within a month, otherwise my life will be in danger - but at today's speed, it will definitely be overdue."
"Alas..." The young woman looked at her daughter in her arms and sighed: "Tan'er's grandfather is seriously ill. We, mother and daughter, arrived in Shouzhou half a year ago. After finishing our housework, we just wanted to go back but learned that a group of bandits had gathered in Panlong Mountain. However, the bandits are so cruel that the officers and soldiers can do nothing. If a large army escorts them, the city defense will be weakened;
Yesterday I received an ultimatum from my husband’s caravan, which was said to be a large force of two to three hundred people, so I thought of joining forces to tide over the danger together. It was my mother and daughter’s frail health that hindered my husband’s caravan, and my husband’s caravan was in trouble. The inconvenience is my mother's fault. "
A princess whose posture is lower than that of the guards outside the car must be a virtuous and kind person.
"Madam, you are serious. The proposal I just made can just solve the inconvenience," Song Che said: "Our team of merchants will start at the fourth watch and rest until noon. When the sun sets, we will go to the second watch. This time , just enough to avoid the hottest time period;
And basically no one stays at the inn, only supplies at the station. But madam, you can rest assured that we have portable tents that can be set up for you anytime and anywhere;
Also, it is not appropriate to sit in a carriage for a long time. When the night gets cooler, Madam can take the little princess out of the carriage and walk with the army for a distance."
Having said this, he winked at the little girl and said with a smile: "On this sunny day, every night, the breeze comes slowly, the stars are bright, cicadas are chirping, frogs are chirping, and fireflies are flying all over the sky. It's all a feast for the eyes in the room. Unparalleled view.”
"Wow! Concubine, I want to catch fireflies!" The little girl's eyes widened, full of longing and fantasy.
The young woman smiled and said: "We are meeting on the way. My mother and daughter are guests and should obey the husband's instructions and arrangements."
"Song Che excuses himself."
Song Che exited the carriage, and when Chad took a look, the female swordsman in white had married Mi Li. She had a neat ponytail, red phoenix eyes, thin sword eyebrows, an oval face, and a small cherry mouth. She was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, as bright as the moon in the water. , are all out of reach.
The other eleven female swordsmen also took off their sunshades, and every one of them was beautiful.
"If you dare to peek with that broken tube again, I'll gouge out your eyes." The female swordsman glared.
The beautiful female knight-errant seems to have a bad temper.
Personalized, I like it.
Song Che shook his head, laughed and threw away his sleeves.
