The 225th circuit is a long way to go

The two hundred and twenty-fifth round

Qin Ying was very curious about the young man afterwards. Why is it so remote and difficult to understand Silla at such a young age?

The boy didn't answer directly.,Just modestly said that he likes things like language and the like.,Usually I have more research.,There are a lot of ancient books at home that speak all kinds of clever words.,After a few years of self-study.,I also gained a lot of knowledge with the scholars in the Hongwen Museum.。

Qin Ying admired it in her heart after hearing this, this is a diligent person who learns, thinking of her lazy nature, although she borrowed a book from the Imperial Doctor's Department to read it at the beginning of entering the palace, she basically didn't read at night after she worked as a doctor in the East Palace, let alone follow the medical officer to study here and there.

She muttered unconsciously as she thought, and the boy pursed his lips and smiled. I feel that although Qin Ying's name is extraordinarily loud, her personality is straightforward and refreshing, and she is worthy of being a friend.

The convoy traveled at an unhurried pace, stopping every hour to give the people in the car some rest and leisure.

Qin Ying had some motion sickness in her previous life, and the symptoms in this life still showed no signs of abating, and it was still bearable to wander around Chang'an City by car, but after a long time, it was more than ten miles away, and her stomach was very unbearable.

Often when she gets out of the car, she has to find a secluded place and retch by holding on to the trunk of a tree or the root of a wall.

As a healer, she can't cure herself, and no one will believe her when she says it.

Later, the young man surnamed Cui saw that Qin Ying was sitting in the car, and she looked uncomfortable with her eyes closed, so he asked her with concern.

Qin Ying gritted her back molars, trying not to let her stomach churn endlessly, and said, "I'm getting motion sickness." ”

The young man was obviously stunned for a moment, thinking that he didn't see such obvious symptoms. After all, he has never suffered from motion sickness, and he can't experience the real feeling. The young man who realized it later took a small glass bottle from his baggage, poured a little vermilion soil and water and stirred it, handed it to Qin Ying and asked her to drink it.

Qin Ying didn't ask what kind of home remedy this was, and drank it obediently in the spirit of trust between people.

After a while, the stomach seemed to be really ironed, Qin Ying's hand holding his stomach loosened some strength, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, saying What kind of medicine is in this small bottle.

The young man looked at Qin Ying's face with a suddenly vivid look, and his cheeks and ears were a little hot. Qin Ying is not very beautiful, but her eyebrows and eyes are thick, and she is very lively when she laughs.

He turned his gaze and said, this is the soil next to the patio in the backyard of their house, according to A-Niang, the soil mixed with water can cure motion sickness and water and soil discomfort.

Qin Ying was taken aback, surprised that the concubines of this family still had such a medical opinion. This is also the prejudice in her heart. If you think about it, although people have different statuses, there is actually no difference at the root. Since she Qin Ying can understand the needle curse, why can't the concubines of the big family?

Seeing Qin Ying's changing expression, the young man guessed Qin Ying's heart, and changed the topic without leaving time for Qin Ying to continue to be embarrassed.

The two spoke in great harmony. On the one hand, it is because Qin Ying can tell many jokes that the teenager does not know, and on the other hand, because the teenager is very tolerant of Qin Ying's unintentional mistakes.

As a result, their relationship has grown rapidly, and they are many times faster than the convoy is moving.

Along the way, Qin Ying was thanks to a small bottle of family soil that the young man carried, and she drank a cup every morning, and she basically wouldn't be uncomfortable with her stomach and couldn't eat or sleep.

The convoy spent half a day out of the suburbs of Chang'an and went straight to the state capital and county in the east. It's an official road, so it's more smooth. Once Qin Ying raised the curtain on one side of the car and looked out, only to see ochre-colored flying sand rising behind the body, and even had the momentum of spreading to the sky.

After admiring the view, she retracted her head, covered her mouth and nose, and sneezed several times in succession.

Everyone in the same seat laughed at Qin Ying, who was missed.

Qin Ying explained that she accidentally sucked the dust just now, and they deliberately didn't listen to her and continued to tease her with jokes, and Qin Ying held back a big red face, which didn't subside for a long time.

When they got out of the car for lunch, the envoys sent to Tang also noticed Qin Ying's blushing face, and they all said that Qin Ying was going to have good luck. Because Qin Ying had taught them how to make tea before, they had already become familiar with Qin Ying, and it was not surprising that they were joking at this time.

Qin Ying thought that it was good that they could arrive in Silla smoothly, and they really didn't dare to expect good luck or something.

I remember that she heard her senior brother Li Chunfeng say more than ten days ago, and their team of people may encounter great danger on the way. In order to avoid Qin Ying's trouble, Li Chunfeng also handed her a small bone whistle, which could summon wolves. However, Li Chunfeng did not say anything specifically, and the Nahan in Qin Ying's heart could only be put aside.

Now Qin Ying put it away on the inside of his robe and put it together with the money bag.

Li Chunfeng has successfully predicted several events, if she doesn't cherish the bone whistle given by her senior brother, if she is unlucky, it will be a repentance.

Ten years later, the convoy had entered the territory of Youju, which was still more than 100 miles away from the three small countries of Silla, Goguryeo, and Baekje.

Seeing that the destination was getting closer and closer, everyone else was happy, but only Qin Ying's panic was deep in her heart, because she still remembered Li Chunfeng's prophecy. The little bone whistle pressed against her ribs every night, reminding her of the unknown calamity ahead.

Three days later, they arrived at the gate of the main city of Youzhou, but the gate was closed, and they were advised not to enter by the guards because they were infected and the guards said that there was an epidemic.

The Tang envoys and Li Tang officials each sent a representative, and after some discussion, they decided to go to the periphery of Youzhou, although there happened to be a desert on the north side, but the scale was not enough for them to fear. After all, according to the locals, the desert can be crossed in a day.

When Qin Ying heard that the convoy was going to cross the desert, an ominous premonition came up.

However, she is soft-spoken, and can call the shots on such an inconsequential matter as making tea, and has no say in the most important matter of how to walk.

She thought about her brother's prophecy and couldn't sleep every night, so her face was extremely bleak for two mornings in a row.

The young man surnamed Cui asked her if she had anything on her mind, and she shirked her homesickness, but in fact she was worried about the future that only she knew.

The young man heard her say this, and there was no doubt that he was there, because the countless Li Tang officials in the team, regardless of their age, had already expressed their homesickness in many ways. For example, some people look up at the moon in a daze at night, for example, some people deliberately let Qin Ying cook tea that they don't like to drink at all during the meal, just because it comes from Middle Earth, from the place where they were born and raised.

One afternoon they finally reached the edge of the desert and hired a local to guide them through the desert.

At dinner, the locals talked about the key points to pay attention to when entering the desert tomorrow, but Qin Ying didn't listen to a word, because his heart was beating like a drum, and he didn't pause one after another. (To be continued.) )