Chu Shaoyuan glanced at the young man indifferently, and did not answer, his ears were filled with the sound of the carriage rolling over the road, the farther west, the colder the weather became, the snow on the ground became thicker and thicker, the sky was gray, there was no sun, only the sound of the wind did not stop, and the branches of the fallen leaves rattled.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the young man turned sideways and stretched his body, in fact, it was very tiring to ride in the carriage, and the bumpy bones of the carriage seemed to be scattered, and he looked at Chu Shaoyuan with his chin in his hands.

“…… Mr. Chen said, your emperor of Dayan sent people to support the northwest, and it was the prince's family who guarded the Yanmen Pass, and you Yan people like to pay attention to a balanced way, so you must not be the prince's person, otherwise how could you be intercepted and killed halfway?"

The words were a question, but apparently the young man didn't expect him to answer, so he said to himself: "It's a good ploy to kill you and then blame me, so it seems that your identity should be quite important, so who will you be?"

The young man's analysis is very thorough, coupled with his fluent Yunzhou dialect and his golden and jade-like voice, it is easy to make people feel close, it is clear that he is not a Yan person, but he has learned the official dialect of Yan people, and he looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he has a clear mind and a clear organization, who said that Tartar only has a strong body, but no brain?

Chu Shaoyuan closed his eyes again and ignored him, now he is in the hands of this person, as a fish on the chopping board, less is less wrong, this person must not be allowed to find out his identity, otherwise according to the young man, he will definitely threaten his father as a hostage, and the situation he just opened will become a mess.

The young man saw that his back was against the wall of the carriage, as if he was in a state of mind, and his whole body trembled slightly with the bumps of the carriage, and smiled softly.

As the sky gradually sank, they hurried all afternoon, until it was dark and there was no longer any road ahead, and then they led the carriage to a place near the woods, lit the fire, and simply set up a tent.

The young man said to the man next to him: "Zaba, you go to the forest to see if there is any prey for the winter, the rations we bring may not be enough." ”

The man nodded and sneaked into the woods, not even holding a lamp by his side.

The young man jumped out of the carriage neatly, lifted the curtain and said to Chu Shaoyuan: "You can't get down?"

Chu Shaoyuan heard the movement of the carriage early in the morning, he opened his eyes, did not answer, because of the injury on his leg, he got off the carriage with a little staggering steps, and limped away, but did not go to the fire, but went in the direction of another carriage.

The young man glanced at the scribe next to the fire, and the scribe nodded and followed Chu Shaoyuan.

Xiao Pei and Wei Qing were both on the second carriage, and Xiao Pei also woke up at this time, only Wei Qing was still in a coma.

Xiao Pei was injured in his chest, although he didn't hurt the vital point, but it hurt tightly, he saw Chu Shaoyuan at a glance, and hurriedly sat up, the pain from the wound made him grin......

"Lie down!" Chu Shaoyuan hurriedly stopped him, trying to support himself and get into the carriage, because of the injury in his calf, he couldn't make it work, it seemed a little difficult, the scribe reached out to help him, he went up, he said lightly to the scribe, "Thank you!"

The scribe also climbed into the carriage and said with a smile: "Childe doesn't have to be polite, meeting is fate, and we can be regarded as having lived and died together, so there is no need to thank you for this little favor." ”

This scribe is very good at talking, and he has an elegant appearance, he looks like a private school gentleman in Yunfu City, with an amiable aura on his body, if he hadn't really seen him confront the killer, he must have thought that this was a weak scholar.

Everyone in this group looked very ordinary, and even the young man's dress was inconspicuous, but Chu Shaoyuan knew very well in his heart that each of them was by no means simple.

He nodded without making a sound, took the burning candlestick in the car in his hand, and carefully looked at Wei Qing's injury, Wei Qing was lying on the cushion of the carriage, although he was drugged on his back, the wound was swollen very high, and it looked very bad.

Chu Shaoyuan frowned, touched the hidden bag on his body, and the young man didn't snatch the things on his body, he took out a porcelain bottle inside, poured a pill out, and stuffed one for Xiao Pei.

Xiao Pei knew that this was Chu Shaoyuan's life-saving pill, so he hurriedly excused himself: "It's better for the son to use it in a hurry, it doesn't matter if the injuries of his subordinates are injured." ”

Chu Shaoyuan didn't allow him to refuse, stuffed the pill directly into his mouth, poured out another one, broke Wei Qing's mouth open, and tried to make him swallow, he was unconscious, he could hardly swallow the pill by himself, Chu Shaoyuan took the water bladder and gently poured a mouthful of water into Wei Qing's mouth, Wei Qing felt something in his mouth in a daze, and swallowed it with a grunt.

Xiao Pei looked sideways at Wei Qing's still tightly closed eyelashes, and said in a deep voice: "It can't go on like this, you have to find a doctor for him, otherwise he won't survive." ”

The injuries on Chu Shaoyuan's body were all painful, but he sweated with a few simple movements, and wiped the sweat all over his head, because the scribe was still beside him, he couldn't speak too bluntly, and only said vaguely: "I will find a way to do this, don't worry, take care of the injury first and then talk about the rest." ”

Xiao Pei also knew their situation at this time, frowned, and glanced at the scribe, "Who are you?"

The scribe smiled indifferently and said softly: "The contemptible surname is Chen Mingyu, the word Wenshu, my master Bai Lang, is a Tatar, this time I came to Dayan to discuss with the emperor of Dayan, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing, the master is worried about the safety of the three sons, so he will take you on the road together, if the son does not dislike it, he will get out of the car for some dinner first, and then discuss it in detail with the master, I don't know what the prince wants?"

Chu Shaoyuan glanced at Chen Wenshu, although he knew that what he said might be false, but now they are the passive party, and they have no right to refuse, it is already very good to be able to treat him like this, he nodded, whispered a few words to Xiao Pei, got out of the carriage, and limped to the fire with his injured leg.

At this time, the bearded man named Zhaba had already beaten a roe deer and came back, and was dealing with the roe deer, because the forest was on his back, and it was winter, and he couldn't find any water source, and the roe deer meat could not be washed with water, and it looked bloody, and the bloody gas was also very heavy, but the man seemed to have no feeling, and the roe deer meat was worn in large pieces with shaved branches and put in front of the fire to roast, only touching some large salt particles and some fennel.

Chu Shaoyuan held back the feeling of discomfort and sat silently next to the fire.

The young man handed him the hot steamed bun that was dressed with a tree branch, "You Yan people are not used to eating our roasted meat, so this is for you to eat." ”

He caught it, thanked him lightly, he was so hungry that he ate two unceremoniously, because there were only these two strings of buns, he stopped after eating two, thinking of Xiao Pei and Wei Qing in the car, he walked back to the car, handed the buns to Xiao Pei, and motioned for him to eat, Xiao Pei did not doubt that he took it, Chu Shaoyuan looked around, there was no one, he said in a very low voice: "I'm about to leave Youzhou, I will think of ways to attract the attention of the city gate guards, and you can recuperate with peace of mind these days." ”

Xiao Pei nodded, ate four of the buns, hid the remaining two in his arms, and waited for Wei Qing to wake up before giving them to him.

The young man looked at Chu Shaoyuan's movements, and smiled softly, people who can take care of the safety of their subordinates like this are usually easier to convince than ordinary people, he ate the roe deer meat in his hand one bite at a time, only to feel that the roe deer meat was salty and fishy, not as good as the usual food, and couldn't help but glance at Zaba, "Your craft has not grown at all for so many years, and it is still so bad!"

As he spoke, the young man took out the wine bag he was carrying and poured a few sips of liquor before swallowing all the roe deer meat in his mouth.

Zaba was in tears, thinking that he was a dignified man, it would be good to be able to roast roast roe deer meat, and the master still had such high requirements!

Chu Shaoyuan returned to the fire again, his face was already very bad, the two buns just now were only half full, he looked at the roe deer meat that was still roasting on the fire, and couldn't help but move the corners of his mouth.

The young man took his expression into his eyes, and turned the roe deer meat a few times, although it looked very poor, of course, it didn't taste very good, but it was good to eat, compared to being hungry, it was good to have a bite to eat, he glanced at Chu Shaoyuan, and handed over a string of meat, "Na, the delicacy of our Tatar people, do you want to try it?"

Chu Shaoyuan took it, looked at it carefully, and made sure that it was fully cooked, so he tried to put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and the taste in his mouth was indescribably weird, like eating a stone that had invaded blood, it was hard and fishy, if there was any taste, it was a salty and bitter taste, and it couldn't be compared with all the food he had eaten since he was a child, and when he tried to swallow it, the fishy breath rushed into his throat, and a wave of nausea rolled in his stomach, and he almost choked and didn't swallow it.

If this kind of food is considered delicious, then picking up a stone on the ground can also be called a delicacy.

Chu Shaoyuan's brows were slightly locked, and he swallowed these things that were more unpalatable than stones one by one, this is not Yunfu, and there are no palace attendants who blindly revolve around him, no matter what, life is the most important thing.

Seeing that he only frowned slightly, the young man ate a large list of things that even he found difficult to swallow, silently gave him a thumbs up in his heart, and handed over the wine bag, "Do you want to taste the liquor made by our Tatars themselves?"

Chu Shaoyuan felt that his mouth was salty and bitter, so he took the wine bag and took a sip of wine, but he didn't expect it to taste unexpectedly good, he couldn't help but take a few more sips, and a smile appeared on his face, "The wine is good wine, but this meat is really not delicious." ”

The young man laughed and reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "You guy is really funny!"

[Tatar was originally also called the Tatars, I'm afraid that some mushrooms don't understand well, so I will explain. It's a little hard to write late.,So it's going to be updated later.,I hope you'll forgive me.,In addition,Ask for a few monthly passes (>_