One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 282
The boy nodded quickly.

"That's just right. I heard that there are a few people following, so I'll go buy some news with them. Those people have too much stuff, and they don't want to come and go quickly. If we chase with all our strength, we'll be able to catch up soon... "

Looking at the young man who was about 20 years old, the childishness on his face had faded, but he still didn't have the stability that people of this age should have, and talked a lot.

The person in the carriage did not interrupt, and the person in the carriage did not speak until he finished speaking.

"It's not them, go after the letter!"

Speaking of the sound of dong dong dong coming from the carriage, this sound was not dissatisfied with the little servant's answer, but pointed the way for the driver.

When the driver heard the voice inside, he immediately nodded in the direction of the carriage and said respectfully.

"My subordinate understands!"

As soon as the voice fell, the boy standing beside the carriage was suddenly a little panicked. He pulled off his robe and quickly lifted his legs and climbed up to the carriage. A whip hit the horse's ass.

The reins of the other hand had also shaken off, and the horse immediately stepped forward with its hooves and rushed out. At the same moment, the servant, due to inertia, was not ready and plunged into the carriage.

"My... mother... my neck! Mei Dongsheng... woo woo woo..."

Listening to his voice, the driver raised his brows, clearly in a good mood.

The car in front left, and the car behind quickly followed.

The spies of various gangs in Menkaicheng have already noticed the situation here, but they didn't think too much about it. There are many caravans coming and going here. When a caravan passes by, it is not a problem to inquire about the surrounding situation.

All of their attention was still on Liu Huaixiang's death, and what kind of changes would be made to the pattern of Kaicheng after this fire.

Just after the people in this convoy left, a lot of news in the city was sent out.

Some are heading towards Zhaodu, some are heading towards Yunhaizhou, and some are heading to Nanhuang.

Among the news of leaving the gate and opening the city, a hawk that is unique to Lushan Mountain does not seem to attract so much attention.

Lushan's hawks are much larger than pigeons, but they are meat-eating birds of prey, so it is safer to use them.

However, this kind of hawk is not easy to domesticate, it is difficult to contain, and it has requirements on the living environment and climate, so it basically refers to traveling to and from the surrounding counties, and it is generally not far away.

This hawk flew all the way into Lushan. It was very cold, its wide wings were open, and the wind in the mountain seemed to exist to help it.

The stumbling mountain road has no effect on the hawks flying in the sky. It carried the note on its feet and flew all the way from day to night. It flew from the gate to the city and passed the lower side of the mountain, and went straight into the south. in the desert.

At night, the eagle fluttered into a stockade.

This stockade is not big, but it is not far from the largest stockade in the mountain.

The people in the stockade seem to be accustomed to the hawks coming and going from all over the place, and the guards in the stockade did not stop it when they saw it.

It's just that the hawk didn't enter the wooden building that manages the information, but hovered in the sky twice, and finally landed on the attic in the middle.

Hearing the movement, the people in the attic did not move it, but went downstairs to wake up an old man who was about to rest.

The old man didn't care about his image and went up to the attic with bare feet.

His hair was loose, and it was a little gloomy under the light of the little fire in the attic.

There have been too many bad news recently, making him a little irritable. If it doesn't work, he may have to abandon some people.

Feeling his arrival, the trained hawk didn't struggle at all, and was directly grabbed by his rough big hand.

The old man removed a thin bamboo tube from its feet and picked out a note from it.

After reading the contents on the paper, the old man's expression suddenly became more solemn.

He didn't turn around, raised his hand and lit the note on the candle on one side, and watched the note turn to fly ash before he spoke to the people behind him.

"Go and call Guyu to me, don't disturb others, go quietly!"

The person standing behind him hurriedly bowed and exited the attic.

It was quiet in the attic, the old man sighed leisurely, took a small clay pot from the shelf on one side, opened the seal, used the clip on the side to take out some minced meat, and fed it to the hawk piece by piece. .

The eagle's sharp eyes shone with light, and the sharp beak was biting on the bamboo clip. The old man did not let go of his hand, but waited for a piece of meat to be swallowed by it bit by bit before clipping it. The crumbs let go, and then again.

He was very patient and meticulous in feeding, and he didn't even look back when the two people behind him walked up to the attic.

Knowing that their footsteps had stopped and the cronies guarding the attic had stepped back, the old man turned around and looked at the young man behind him.

"Grandfather, you asked your grandson to come over so late, but you have something important to explain?"

The young man looks about in his 20s, with dark skin, wearing a waistcoat and hakama, a pair of straw sandals under his feet, and a wide homemade hat on his head, with a jade plaque hanging on the hat at one time.

There was still a restlessness unique to young people in his eyes, and seeing him so ambitious, the old man couldn't help but sigh.

"Ayou, you are not too young, you should be more stable."

Gu You heard this and nodded quickly.

"What my grandfather said was that my grandson should remember it."

Although his tone was sincere, the old man knew in his heart that this child would not suffer from some setbacks, but he might not have a long memory.

The old man sighed, but unfortunately his eldest son and eldest grandson have important things to do.

He put down the clip in his hand and resealed the pot.

Then he greeted Gu You and explained the arrangements for him.

The candles flickered, and the attic was quiet, with only two long shadows, whispering something together.

The night was darker, the stars in the sky were dotted, and the missing piece of the moon hung in the sky, casting a gentle light.

Next to a creek, two bonfires were burning.

A person next to him wiped his sweat and turned the stone pot on the bonfire with a wooden shovel in his hand.

A strange smell spread around, and the children in the shed in the distance turned their backs to it.

The person who cooks is also frequently nauseated.

This person is none other than Lu Jian.

He cooked nothing but medicine for the people in the carriage.

In fact, according to Yan Qingzhi's original plan, they should gallop all the way, travel day and night, and rest after leaving the Ikai River.

But a child is a child after all, and their physique is still much weaker than someone like them who has adapted to this kind of running around.

Because in addition to the severely injured child, there were two other children who were slightly injured. Yan Qingzhi had bandaged them before, but those two children still had a fever.

In addition, one was seriously injured in a coma, another was Yan Qingzhu who had a high fever, and a patient who was severely injured in the same month of Jun.

Several people were lying on the carriage in unison.

Yan Qingzhi carried a basin with a stone buckle and filled them with cold water to cool them back and forth.

The severely injured child was in a special situation, and Yan Qingzhi even cooled him down with spirits.

The curtains of the carriage were opened and lowered for a while. She sprayed the repellent over and over again, but mosquitoes always burrowed into the carriage.

Yan Qingzhi held a copper coin all the time, and when she found an angle, she sent those mosquitoes to the west. However, this did not solve the actual problem.

Yan Qingzhi opened her bows all by herself, sweating all over herself, and when the medicine was ready, Lu Jian would call her over to feed these people.

After one round of medicine was fed, it was already midnight.

Lu Jian had already got into the tent where the children were lying, curled up and fell asleep.

Yan Qingzhi looked at the fire from time to time, and then took out the dry food and boiled it with water. After a while, the two children who were not serious would be able to drink it when they woke up.

So busy until the early morning, Yan Qingzhu's physical fitness was strong, and he took the lead in subduing the fever.

Seeing him wake up, Yan Qingzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Qingzhu got up from the car, and Yan Qingzhi told him the prescriptions for several people and the current situation of the seriously injured child.

He took the pulses of the children one by one and adjusted the prescription a little.

Yan Qingzhi quickly boiled the medicine again.

Then he brought the battered thing to Yan Qingzhu to drink.

Seeing this, Yan Qingzhu's expression softened unconsciously. He suddenly remembered that many years ago, when he backed out his teeth, Yan Qingzhi cooked dry food like this for him every day.

Since then it has stabilized, but I have never eaten it again.

He thought he would never have the chance to eat it again in his lifetime, but he didn't want to see this thing just like that.

He was not pretentious either, he ate the food as soon as he raised his head.

Yan Qingzhi boiled the medicine, and then found a few large leaves to cover the small pot with the stone buckle.

She still has to check the situation of these people from time to time.

It wasn't until Lu Jian woke up and greeted the children that they also woke up, and the severely injured child's fever subsided, and she slept on the carriage for a while.

After everyone had eaten and drank and packed up their belongings, Yan Qingzhi got up again and continued to drive.

The busyness and exhaustion of the day is there throughout.

On the carriage, Yan Qingzhu did not rest, but lifted the curtain and sat in the corner, looking at the handwritten notes from Liu Huaixiang.

Jun Tongyue leaned on him groggyly.

A group of children sat around Jun Tongyue's feet, chattering.Moreover, although the carriage was not small, it couldn't stand the crowd of people inside, and there was no place to go. Once there was a commotion, the situation of the battle would spread to a large area.

While taking care of the three sick patients, Lu Jian had to end the lawsuit for the remaining children. He was really irritable.

This situation did not stop until Yan Qingzhi stopped the carriage and probed in to check.

Yan Qingzhi's deterrence to these children has been etched into their bones. As soon as the carriage stopped, these children quieted down, and the moment Yan Qingzhi opened the curtain, Lu Jian could clearly feel the group of children. stagnant breathing.

Yan Qingzhi's eyes were red after staying up all night, and there was a faint murderous aura in the eyes of those children.

She spoke lightly. The voice was obviously not loud, but it was as if a pair of hands directly grabbed the necks of several children, causing them to lose their ability to speak.

"What are you doing?"

Looking at the few children he didn't listen to, Lu Jian felt relieved!
Sure enough, the wicked still want the wicked to grind!

The excitement in his eyes flashed, and when he looked up, he saw that Yan Qingzhi was looking at him with murderous eyes.

Lu Jian: (**)冫

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startled him!
Fortunately, Yan Qingzhi just glanced at him, turned around and the curtain was lowered, and Yan Qingzhi drove the carriage back on the road.

Lu Jian went to take care of the seriously injured child again.

This child needs to be taken care of when he eats, drinks, and rubbish. Yan Qingzhi fixed his body with wooden boards for his recovery at the time, which made it even more inconvenient.

Although Lu Jian is not from a noble family, his family is relatively wealthy. He has lived for seventeen or eighteen years. When has he ever done such delicate work of serving people, he can't help but be in a hurry.

Jun Tongyue sighed while watching, but she was seriously injured, especially the wound on her hand was deep, and it was difficult for her to even change clothes and wash her face, let alone take care of others.

Yan Qingzhu didn't have so many thoughts. He was very silent for the past two days. Otherwise, he was resting. As long as he was awake, he was looking at the notes Liu Huaixiang brought.

The small carriage was divided into several spaces.

Jun Tongyue brought the two wounded people down, a group of children were excited and scared, Lu Jian took care of the seriously wounded, and the other one was out of tune with them, like Yan Qingzhu in another parallel time and space.

It is conceivable how short Yan Qingzhi's shock and deterrence can last.

By the end of the afternoon, several people in the car all started to burn.

There were even two uninjured children, who didn't know whether they were frightened by Yan Qingzhi or the wind was blowing, and they also became hot.

So many people had a fever all of a sudden, and it was obvious that Lu Jian was too busy.

Yan Qingzhi could only find a place with a water source and stopped the carriage.

The water here cannot be drunk directly. Some poisonous weeds fall into the water, and a single poison can poison a whole group of people.

Drug testing and filtering have become a must.

Yan Qingzhi listened to the carriage and got busy.

The healthy children were taken out of the carriage first, and then the resting shed was set up, the fire was lit, and the medicine was boiled with the water that had been stored before.

This time Yan Qingzhi was cooking a soothing medicine, and he wanted to give all the children a bowl.

Lu Jian had already given them some pills according to Yan Qingzhu's instructions, and then threw them there to physically cool them down.

Except for Jun Tongyue being inconvenient for him to take care of, Lu Jian just served everyone once.

When he came out of the carriage carrying the clothes that the children had changed, his face was already disheveled, and his irritable mood could be felt from a distance, as if there were three words 'Don't mess with me' engraved on his forehead. Character.

Seeing this, Yan Qingzhi hurriedly took the things, squatted on the edge of the creek, washed the clothes, and hung them by the bonfire to roast them.

Now in the middle of summer, the weather is very dry, and sitting next to the bonfire is simply torture.

But between looking at the medicine and serving people, Lu Jian decided to choose the former.

So this time, Lu Jian was guarding outside, while Yan Qingzhi went to the carriage to look after the wounded and sick.

(End of this chapter)