On a September day, the wind is crisp and the sun is shining. It was really good weather.

The Bazhou Post Station was busy, preparing water for washing, cooking on the fire, clanging, and there were servants sweeping the ground outside. The post station on weekdays is actually not so busy, but recently because there are officials from Kyoto living here, the government has temporarily requisitioned so many people to serve.

In a remote house in the southeast corner, two men were already dressed in official clothes, they were just small officials, and they could only live in such a corner in front of the big officials in Kyoto. But although the place is remote, the hospitality is still very attentive. The two officials packed up their things and finished eating, and they were very satisfied, and they drank a cup of hot tea and prepared to go out.

Armed with a short knife and holding the paperwork, the two of them talked and laughed and walked towards a corner of the post station.

It was the location of a small cell equipped with the inn.

The daylight was bright, and the people on duty who had been dozing outside had gone back to rest, and at this time there was a fat woman outside, who was sitting on a low stool and shaking her legs while knocking, and humming a little song in her mouth, very comfortable.

The woman was sent out temporarily. It's really good to just sit here and watch a locked door and not have to do anything. The woman was in a good mood.

When she heard the sound, the woman looked over, and stood up, and busily spit out the pieces from her mouth, and put the rest in her purse at her waist.

The footsteps were near, and the voices were louder, and the woman knew the voice, and besides, they were the only ones who were here at this time. If it was really a food delivery party, it wouldn't be so lively.

"Poor master." The woman shouted with a smile on her face.

The two people who were laughing stopped laughing. In fact, no one is more noble than anyone else, if you respect me, I will respect you, not to mention that it is still on someone else's territory.

"Sister-in-law." The two of them also greeted each other, "How is it?" Nothing, right? ”

The woman exclaimed, "What can happen here?" The two poor masters can rest assured. ”

yes, nothing happened along the way. They came as a matter of routine. There was a lot of food, drink, and service along the way, even if she got to that place, it was impossible for her to suffer much with the strength of the few they had seen. The biggest hardship was that she had to write paperwork when she passed through these big state cities, and she had to live in a cell at the post house.

The cells of the inn were certainly not as good as any of the small inns arranged by those people, not even the most remote ones. I really don't know if they have made arrangements along the way. Now that I think about it, yesterday's duck soup was delicious.

One of the officials smacked his lips and withdrew his reverie. Take a step forward and peek in through the window.

Only in the corner of the empty room was a haystack, on which a woman curled up slightly, sleeping peacefully with a calm face.

"I slept soundly." The official shook his head and said with a smile, and walked down the steps.

"Still sleeping? What time has it been? The other official couldn't help but look at the rising sun, and then looked in the direction of the cell. Have you eaten and slept? He asked.

The woman cut off, "Why?" The officials and gentlemen have all just finished eating, so she has to wait a little longer, but it should be soon. ”

"Eat early and eat late, and you won't die of hunger." The official at first pulled the questioning official by hand, "Let's go, are we still worried about the sister-in-law here and they won't give her food?" Hurry up and go to the yamen, finish things early and get on the road early. ”

Get out of here early and join the guys. Although there are also good dishes and good meals in this station, it is still not as good as those people's arrangements.

I don't know what kind of meal is scheduled for noon.

Thinking of this, although he had just eaten, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"She hadn't slept until this before." The official is still not at ease. "Don't be sick, open the door and see." He said.

The other frowned. Isn't it just an occasional late wake-up, and it's not a big deal. However, just look at it, it's not a big deal.

"Okay." He said.

Just as he was about to tell the woman who was guarding the door to open the door, another person came from the other side, and before she could reach her, she heard a voice. "Sister-in-law Song, I'm here to deliver food. It's been a long wait. Oops, I'm so busy today, I'm really sorry. There was a smile in his voice.

The person who came was carrying a food box, smiling, turning around the corner, and when he saw the person standing here, he smiled and said, "Ouch, it's all here—" Saying that, the person had already arrived in front of him, and saluted the two officials, "Two officials, can this morning's meal be still delicious?" ”

This is a cook lady on the other side of the kitchen.

"It's good, it's good. The chefs in our post station are not bad with the craftsmanship in the big restaurant. An official said with a smile of thanks.

The cook smiled and opened the food box, took out a plate of side dishes, a bowl of porridge, a white flour steamed bun and chopsticks and handed it to the woman who guarded the door, and opened the bottom layer, but it was just a bowl of white porridge and a nest.

That's a big difference.

The official touched his chin and thought.

Of course, this difference is not in comparison with the women who guard the door, but with what they eat out these days.

The official even wondered if the woman could eat the stuff. The Su family in Yangzhou is the richest man, and it must be a day of fine clothes and food on weekdays, although he has been in prison for a few days, but he has not suffered much in the following days. Even in the previous post station, the food was white flour steamed buns.

But, who made this a Bazhou, there is a shortage of food in the poor countryside, and it is good to have a stutter.

Mrs. Su probably hasn't eaten wowotou in her life.

In the middle of his thoughts, the woman who guarded the door had taken the key from her waist and opened the door, and the two officers followed suit.

"Alas, it's time to eat!" The woman shouted.

But the man lying on the haystack was motionless and unheard.

"Sleeping so dead?" The woman muttered and shouted again to eat, but there was still no response.

The woman and the cook looked at each other at the two errands who had already walked by, one of them crouched down and pushed the lying man, and the two of them also came up to look at it.

Isn't it really sick?

The lying person was still motionless, and the faces of the two errand officials changed, and Mrs. Su didn't look like she was sick at all, her expression was relaxed and happy, as if she was having some sweet dream. Even if she was lying in such a place, her hair was not messy at all, and although her clothes were only prison clothes, they could not hide her bearing as a housewife in the slightest.

What's going on?

The official stretched out his hand and put it on Mrs. Su's forehead, frowning: "Why are you so ......?"

"Is it hot?" The woman who guarded the door answered in a loud voice, and the storytellers on the street often said that when they were sick or something, they had a fever or fever. "It's a fever, right?" But she had already seen Mrs. Su's face clearly at this time, "It's not red at all." ”

Of course it won't be red. The official withdrew his hand, frowning and puzzled, "It's not hot, it's cold." ”

Cool? What's that?

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