On the vast snow mountains around, there was a snow-white silence.
Light snow fell again, as if to drown the only tone in this large area of snow-white.
A group of more than ten people walked in the vast expanse of snow-white, looking weak and fragile.
Liang Wang rode on a horse, dressed in a black stand collar cloak, wrapped his whole person tightly, wearing a hood and revealing only a pair of charming cold eyes.
It has been nearly two months since he came out of central Beijing. At that time, he brought more than 300 people. As a result, central Beijing sent people all the way to hunt him down. His hands were damaged, leaving 15 people.
At this time, an ink Falcon flew in the sky and stopped in his hand.
The king of Liang untied the letter on his feet. As soon as his hand was raised, it flew away.
At this time, under the big cloak in front of him, a small bag of brain stretched out. Seeing nothing, he wilted back and lay on his chest.
Liang Wang opened the letter and looked at it in a daze. After joy, Jun's face was slightly cold again.
"Lord." A man behind him came forward. He was an old man in his fifties. It was Mr. Zhou: "a letter from Beijing?"
"Yes." Liang Wang nodded.
Mr. Zhou took a hard breath, Liang Wang came out of Beijing, but there were still some eye liner in Beijing. What happened in Beijing often sent him a message. But if it is not something too important, Jingzhong will not send letters for fear of being found.
The existing letter proves that great changes have taken place in Beijing and China.
"Let's go!" Liang Wang said and threw the whip fiercely“ We'll discuss it when we find a place to stay. "
"Yes." Mr. Zhou nodded“ I'm afraid the wind and snow won't stop. It's getting dark. It's better to find a place to camp and settle down first. I still have some dry food on me. I'll talk about it after tonight. "
Liang Wang put his hand on the bulging bag in front of his chest and felt it hot and hot. He stuck it in his arms for a while. Her breathing was heavy.
Liang Wang Meiyan's face was black, "even if there is dry food, it is not enough. Everyone is hungry. How to resist the enemy? We should cross the snow mountain before dark, find a place to stay and find some food. Yandong! "
There was a sound of horse hoofs behind him. Yandong kicked the horse forward: "Lord."
"Take a few people to the front and see how far it is and whether there is a good place to settle down." Liang Wangdao.
"This..." Yan Dong was stunned. Since he left Beijing, they have no one left. Now they have to go out to find a place. If they catch up in Beijing at this time, there will not be enough people to protect the Lord“ Your highness, your subordinates don't eat dry food. Just eat some horse grass... "
Before he finished, Liang Wang Youmei's face sank and said in a cold voice, "after leaving Beijing, the king ordered you not to move?"
"No!" Yandong was shocked. "My subordinates should obey your highness."
"Then go quickly." Liang Wang gave a cold drink.
"Yes." When Yandong finished, he quickly turned around. Now there are only 15 people left. Yandong thought about it and simply ordered five people to come out and go out to find a good place to live.
Liang Wang looked at him with only five people, but the things buried in his arms were as hot as boiling water. He was upset and looked colder.
After about half an hour, he finally saw Yandong coming back on a fast horse: "Lord, there is a small mountain village more than 20 miles away."
Liang Wang nodded, "yes." Then he clamped the horse's belly, threw a whip and rushed out.
After walking for another half an hour, it was already dark, and a few lights were slightly bright in the distance. It is the small mountain village located outside the mountain. I count it and see that there are more than 20 families.
Liang Wang and Mr. Zhou entered the village together, but more than ten people such as Yandong settled down not far from the entrance of the village. Liang Wang and Mr. Zhou knocked on a family.
This is what Yandong had inquired about. This is a widowed family. The head of the household is an old woman and a young widower. After her daughter married out of the village, she was the only one.
"Who?" There was an old woman's voice in the room. When she opened the door with a squeak, she saw an old woman in her seventies wrapped in thick old cotton padded clothes.
The old woman was stunned when she looked at the visitor. She saw a young man and an old man. At first glance, the young man felt handsome, but his face was too dark, he was tall, and he still held a man in his arms. They are dressed in ordinary clothes, but they are better than the villagers. They look like people from the city.
"Hello, old sister." Mr. Zhou smiled and said, "we're passing by. Can we stay for one night?"
The old woman was stunned, "this... Who are you? It's windy and snowy. How can we get to our mountain gully? "
Mr. Zhou said: "we used to do business in Chengfu, but business... Alas, we lost a lot of money anyway. Now we can only go back to the countryside to farm. But after entering the snow mountain in front, we lost our way. Now we see the lights here, so we want to spend the night. This is my son and daughter-in-law. "
The old woman was stunned and looked at the old man in front of her. She was kind and purposeful, and the man in the young man's arms showed half a small face. She was really a good girl. And the little face was red and sick.
The old woman's heart was soft, so she nodded, "come in."
"OK, thank you, thank you." Mr. Zhou is very happy.
Several people followed the old woman into the house. This is a thatched mud brick house. When you enter, there is a small hall. There are rooms on the left and right sides, and the kitchen is built in the thatched house outside.
"This way." The old woman gestured and let them into the room on the right. "This is where my daughter lived before she got married. You can stay here for one night."
"Yes, thank you, old sister." Mr. Zhou said, took out a small silver horn from his sleeve, saw that there were five coins and put them into her hand.
"Ah... Really." The old woman pushed it twice and accepted it with a smile. The people in the village can't earn so much money in a month! Let alone an old woman. "I'm surnamed Wei. Just call me granny Wei."
Liang Wang walked into the room and put Zhao Yingqi on the Kang. This Kang has not been used for a long time and is cold.
After receiving the money, Mrs. Wei was enthusiastic and positive. She quickly brought firewood and burned Kang in the house.
Zhao Yingqi lay on the bed with a broken quilt under her neck. When the Kang was hot, her breathing slowed down. A face was originally small, but now it has lost a big circle after coming out, which makes it even more pathetic.
Liang Wang sat by the bed with a calm face.
When Mr. Zhou came in and saw Zhao Yingqi's red face, he was surprised: "when did it start?"
"Afternoon." Liang Wang's face was cold and gloomy. "It's really troublesome for me."
Mr. Zhou came forward and gave Zhao Ying a pulse, "it's just a fever, but if you don't retreat, you will cough up blood. Lord, wait. My subordinates asked Mrs. Wei to find some medicine. "
Then he went out. Liang Wang sat by the bed and listened to Mr. Zhou talking to Mrs. Wei: "my daughter-in-law is ill. Is there a doctor in the village? I want to find some medicine from the doctor."
"Yes."
"To tell you the truth... We are in debt for fear that the creditor will find us, so please don't tell us when Mrs. Wei looks for a doctor later." He talked about some medicine.
"I see. Just say I'm sick and look for medicine. By the way, there are steamed buns in the pot. You can eat whatever you like. "
There was a sound at the door. Mrs. Wei went out and Mr. Zhou brought a small plate of miscellaneous noodles steamed bread.
Liang Wang frowned, broke a piece of miscellaneous flour steamed bread, and fed it to Zhao Ying's mouth. Zhao Ying took a bite, then "Pooh" and sprayed Liang Wang.
Liang Wang's whole face suddenly darkened and sank: "you bastard, pick something for me!" With that, the whole bowl was thrown out.
Mr. Zhou was startled and sighed slightly, "it's sick. Give the medicine first. "
After a while, Mrs. Wei came back. Mr. Zhou quickly took the medicine and went to the kitchen to fry it.
Two quarters of an hour later, the medicine was finally fried.
Liang Wang directly picked up Zhao Yingqi, pinched her mouth and filled it.
"HMM... hum... Ah..." Zhao Yingqi screamed with pain, poured the medicine directly, and drank a large bowl of medicine vaguely.
Liang Wang threw her back to bed.
"Cough..." Zhao Ying prayed that she was so ill that she was going to cry. She held the quilt and shed tears, "Earth..."
"Earth?" Liang Wang sneered, "what's the soil?" Get close.
Zhao Ying prayed and muttered, "rabbit bag! Rabbit bag... "
With a cold face, he grabbed her collar and said, "you bastard! I'm dying of illness. My brain is full of rabbit bags! Are you made of rabbit bags? "
Then she threw her directly on the bed. Zhao Yingqi was so uncomfortable that she was crying.
Mrs. Wei standing outside the door took a breath. What should I do at the scene of domestic violence? After thinking about it, he came forward: "this brother, let me feed her something."
As she said this, she walked in and saw several miscellaneous steamed buns on the wooden table on one side.
She took it, broke it into a bowl and soaked it in hot water. She was going to feed Zhao Ying and pray.
Liang Wang frowned and looked cold: "let Ben... I'll come! You go out. "
Granny Wei was startled by his cold tone. She couldn't help shaking, so she had to say, "OK." Put the bowl of soaked miscellaneous flour steamed bread back on the wooden table and went out.
Mr. Zhou wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and hurriedly explained behind Mrs. Wei: "my son has a bad temper! Alas, it's because he's hard and... Cough, he's very angry, so... "
"Oh, I see!" Mrs. Wei looked at Mr. Zhou with emotion on her face“ So is my daughter. These children... Sometimes really bother their parents... Alas. Everyone is the same. "
The walls of the rural earthen house were thin. Liang Wang listened to them exchanging "childcare ethics" in the room. Jun's face was dark and heavy. He poured out the bowl of miscellaneous noodles steamed bread made by Mrs. Wei out of the window. Thinking of Mrs. Wei's dirty appearance, he scalded the bowl with boiling water.
I broke off a steamed bread and soaked it in a bowl. Looking at the things pasted inside, Liang Wang's whole person is not good.
He used to eat the most refined and expensive things, that is, he knew that poor people didn't eat refined and expensive. During this period, he also ate dry food. But this way of eating steamed bread soaked in water and then mashed, he has really learned a lot. It's unacceptable.
But if she didn't eat it, she seemed to starve to death, so she had to feed it to her mouth.
Xu is that the medicine just now is too bitter. She feels uncomfortable. The paste is also better. She actually took it. But after eating a few spoons, he frowned, turned over to the wall and stopped eating.