The spring rain comes and goes quickly, and when it comes to the early morning, only the chirping of birds remains.

Xiaodaotong got up early, carried firewood to the stove, boiled gruel in a large pot, scattered wild vegetables floating on the porridge surface, a pot of clear soup and little water.

This is their breakfast, the usual porridge is thinner, today two people were added, and Xiao Daotong endured the pain and added another handful of rice.

"It's time to eat." Asking Chenzi to greet, he set the dishes and chopsticks and fished out some pickles from the jar.

"We have less here, just more pickles." Wen Chenzi neatly threw the pickles onto the board, cut them diagonally with a knife, and the crispy pickles were neatly stacked on the missing plate by him.

Jiang Banxia stared at the hand holding the kitchen knife and said, "You also practice knives?" ”

"I've practiced before." Wen Chenzi raised his hand, the color of the calluses on the tiger's mouth was burnt yellow, and at first glance it was the hand that had been practicing knives for many years: "Now change to kitchen knives." ”

The guests who ate breakfast were happy, because Jiang Banxia and they were in a hurry, so they didn't stay any longer.

After they left, Xiao Daotong pouted and reluctantly cleaned up the room, and suddenly he touched a large string of copper coins under the quilt.

Xiao Daotong gasped and rushed out with a copper coin: "Master! Money! It's money! ”

Lying on the chair, Wen Chenzi was holding the incense of the purple clay pot: "If it's money, put it away, don't babble." ”

"I've never seen so much money!" Xiao Daotong held up the large string of copper coins in front of him to look closely, as if each copper coin exuded a charming luster.

"Look at your little bit of interest." Wen Chenzi nodded Xiao Daotong's head: "I didn't want to let you cook porridge and add more rice before, but now when I see the money, my eyes are almost smiling." ”

"Hey, hey, hey." Xiao Daotong laughed stupidly: "How did I know that they were so generous, I knew to add more rice." ”

...

After a night of heavy rain, the road is soft and difficult to walk, and horseback riding can be better.

"Boss, don't say it, that old man's skills are really good, and I don't know what method he used yesterday? When I woke up this morning, the wound on my back didn't hurt much. He Qiao leaned on the reins and turned back.

"As long as the injury can be healed, it doesn't matter what method he uses."

Jiang Banxia thought to himself that he still didn't want He Qiaoyi to know how to ask Chenzi to deal with the wound, if he knew that Wenchenzi was sewn with a needle, he estimated that he would have to diaphragm for several days.

After all, not everyone's treatment methods are acceptable.

After the rain, the sky is clear and clear, the green grass and blue sky can always make people feel comfortable, and there is another half a day's journey to Donglin Academy.

They were not in a hurry to travel, as long as they could reach the foot of the mountain at 10 o'clock in the afternoon.

"Hey! There's someone ahead! He Qiao glanced sharply, and when they got closer, he found that the group of people were busy pushing the ox cart.

It had just rained, and the road was muddy, and the wheels of the ox cart were the most likely to sink into the mud.

Several young men in green robes pull cattle while laboriously pushing carts.

"Wait, wait!" The young man with the cart came out of the way.

The young man was dressed in cloth and his hair was in a meticulous bun, even when he stood in the mud, he did not lose his demeanor.

"We are students of Donglin Academy, and today the ox cart is somehow stuck in the mud and can't move, and we hope that the strong man will help one or two." The man bowed.

He saw that the two of them were riding horses and wearing capable short fights, especially with knives on their waists, and their bodies were full of the style of people in the rivers and lakes, so he dared to call out a strong man.

Jiang Banxia originally didn't plan to meddle in her affairs, but after these people exposed their home, she had a change of mind and immediately had a charter.

"It turned out to be the students of Donglin Academy." Jiang Banxia arched his hand and replied: "Look up for a long time." ”

When the emaciated Confucian students saw that they were willing to rescue, they greeted them one after another.

"It's a gesture." Jiang Banxia asked them to tie the horses to the ox cart, and then one person pulled the horse in front, and the rest pushed it together in the back.

"One, two, push!" He Qiaoyi shouted: "Push! Hard. ”

Everyone worked together, and the body suddenly became lighter, and the wheels stuck in the mud pulled out.

The man pulling the horse in front of him staggered forward a few steps with the ox cart and stopped, and he exclaimed excitedly: "Get out! It's out! ”

Those scholars stepped forward to thank them, and after a period of greetings, Jiang Banxia relied on his precise cliché skills to deceive this group of young readers.

"Our two brothers are from Kyoto, and I heard that Donglin Academy is a holy place that people from all over the world yearn for." Jiang Banxia said sincerely: "Our two brothers want to study in Donglin Academy. ”

Jiang Banxia's words were extremely sincere, and He Qiaoyi was stunned for a moment when he heard it, if he hadn't known that their mission to come to Donglin Academy this time was to find clues, he would have almost been fooled.

"The two strong men have a heart to learn, which makes us admire." The leader of the students said: "Dare to ask if you have a letter of recommendation?" ”

Letters of recommendation? Of course not, the one just now was all improvised by her.

"We... There are no references. Jiang Banxia was a little ashamed and said: "Our brothers have only studied at home for two days, so there is no letter of recommendation. ”

"It doesn't matter." The man stretched out his sleeves and said: "We Donglin Academy, Dunde Encouragement, as long as the two of you have real talent and real learning, no matter where you come from, you can study." ”

"Borrow the words of the little brother."

With the addition of Jiang Banxia and the others, the atmosphere became lively, and the young people themselves were full of vigor and vitality, and they had hope and enthusiasm for the imperial court and the entire Daming country.

"In the next Cheng Bihe, the words are gorgeous." The older student among the students accosted Jiang Banxia and them: "I don't know the two Taifu? ”

"Jiang Xia."

"He Qiaoyi." The two replied politely.

The wildflowers on the side of the road grew in the wind, and the students sat on the ox carts, chanting nine songs, and the sound was clearer and clearer, and the group walked slowly and leisurely on the path, as if they were going to spring.

Jiang Banxia chatted with that Cheng Bihe extremely speculatively, and she took the opportunity to ask: "Brother Fenghua, why don't you take the official road?" The official road surface is flattened and won't fall into the mud like just now? ”

She and He Qiaoyi didn't take the official road because someone chased and killed them, so why did these students not take the official road?

Cheng Bihe sighed: "We set off from Kyoto yesterday, thinking about going back to the academy overnight, but there were fatalities on the official road, heavy rain and thunder, and finally we took the path and stayed at the farmhouse. ”

"Human life?" Jiang Banxia pretended to be surprised and said, "Kyoto Territory, how could such a thing happen?" ”

"We don't know, there are mountains of corpses piled up on the official road, and it seems that there are still two groups of people." Cheng Bihe lowered his voice and said: "At that time, the people of Jinyiwei came, and we turned around and left without wanting to cause trouble." ”

After speaking, Cheng Bihe said again: "Don't hide it from Brother Jiang, in the border of Kyoto, there was a death and there was a Jinyi Guard, it's hard to say what this kind of thing is, and if you encounter it, you will..."

Cheng Bihe made a gesture to wipe his neck.

Hearing this, Jiang Banxia had a bottom in her heart, it seemed that there were indeed people waiting for them yesterday, but she felt very disobedient.

Listen to Cheng Bihe say that it is two groups of people?

Two groups of people?

Two groups of people fighting together? Whose people are it?