Chapter 183: Wind and Rain
After a long night, the three of them talked.
Liao Heng claimed to be a top three jinshi in the imperial court, and he wanted to go to Yangzhou to join the office.
Jiang Yun was chivalrous and courageous, and was inspired to go to the coast to eradicate disasters and eliminate disasters for the people.
Song Che thought in his heart that this sudden rainstorm would definitely not be able to go by water for a while, and if it was by land, it would be thousands of miles away. Jiang Yun is strong in martial arts, and Liao Heng is also a smart person, and it is the most appropriate choice to go with them.
It is estimated that the other two people also thought the same thing in their hearts, so the three of them coincided and went the same way.
Early the next morning.
Song Che, who was sleeping in a daze, was woken up by a "rustle" sound, he rubbed his eyes, and Liao Heng on the opposite side also woke up.
"Where's Brother Jiang?"
The bonfire had been extinguished, and Jiang Yun was gone.
The two searched for the sound and went out.
Seeing Jiang Yun in the corner of the temple, he was digging a dirt pit with his sword scabbard, and there were three corpses wrapped in yellow scarves at his feet.
Song Che and Liao Heng looked at each other, each skimmed a wooden board under the eaves, and stepped forward to help dig the pit and bury people.
"Brother Jiang, you killed them, why do you want to bury them?" Liao Heng asked.
Jiang Yun said: "Kill them because they were guilty before they were alive, and bury them because they let them be buried in peace." β
Song Che smiled: "You are still weird." β
Jiang Yun turned his head and said slowly: "The most important thing is that they are from the government, and they buried and destroyed the corpses." β
Song Che smiled with a little approval in his eyes.
From the simple chatter last night, it is roughly clear that Jiang Yun is a bold and unrestrained person, with a typical chivalrous spirit in him, strong martial arts, understanding right and wrong, simple and wise, rigorous and cute. Such people can make friends.
The three of them worked together to bury the body.
It was raining in the early morning.
"You ...... Don't have a car? Song Che looked at the two beside him, not only did he not have a car, but he didn't even seem to have rain gear
Liao Heng said bitterly: "I originally had a horse, but I forgot to tie the rope when I peed, and suddenly there was a thunder in the air, which scared it away." β
"The reason why people have two legs is that they are used to walk. Where a horse can walk, a man can walk, so why ride a horse? β
Jiang Yun strode towards the outside of the temple, the pair of cowhide boots under his feet had already worn bald, it seemed that he had really walked a lot.
"Let's go, Brother Chen, there is a post house not far ahead, let's pool the money to buy a car when we get there."
"That's all there is to it."
Song Che sighed and followed.
The three of them kept walking. After the rainstorm, the road was full of potholes and mud, Jiang Yun's martial arts were strong, and the water was like walking on the ground, Song Che and Liao Hengke were guilty, they walked four or five miles, fell seven or eight times, and no matter how precious the brocade clothes were Ayaluo, they also turned into muddy clothes.
Finally got to the post house, who expected that renting a carriage would cost ten taels of silver, and only to the next post station to return the car, the price of the groom had to be calculated separately.
Song Che touched all over his body, and only scraped together three taels of silver, as for Jiang Yun, the few remaining copper plates were also drunk by him.
Liao Heng took out a shriveled money bag from his baggage, struggled for a long time before taking out a silver ingot, and sighed: "I don't have many entanglements, ten taels is already the limit." β
"It's better to take it to the right one, eat and drink enough, and go on the road." Jiang Yun stretched out his hand to grab it.
Liao Heng hurriedly put the silver into his arms, like a golden baby, "That's not good, it's thousands of miles away from Yangzhou, if you don't save a little money, we will sleep in the open day and night." β
Song Che was carrying 500,000 taels of flying money, but the exchange mechanism of the Great Liang Dynasty was extremely simple, and he couldn't spend it if he wanted to.
Thinking of himself who once spent so much money without blinking an eye for ten thousand taels of gold, but now he has made a difficult situation for a carriage, Song Che couldn't help but feel a bitterness in his heart.
But then I thought about it, isn't this the life of ordinary people? Money, rice, oil and salt, living in poverty.
The three of them discussed, and finally relied on Song Che's three-inch tongue to buy the donkey that was grinding in the post house at the price of thirteen taels of silver, and then put on two wheels and a wooden plank, so that a "convertible car" was born.
Jiang Yun, who didn't have any money, was in charge of catching the car, while Song Che and Liao Heng sat unceremoniously in the back. The three of them wore hats and robes, and staggered down the dirt road, not much faster, but at least they didn't have to fall on their heels.
Gradually, the rain became heavier.
The water on the dirt road was getting deeper and deeper, and no matter how thick the donkey's hooves were, they didn't know where to get their feet down.
Three men, weighing four or five hundred pounds, can embarrass the old donkey.
"Why don't we find a place to shelter from the rainβ"
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Don't get in the way! β
"Da Da Da ......"
I saw five or six swordsmen wrapped in raincoats and hats on their heads, spurring their horses and galloping in the heavy rain, and the muddy water trampled on them stirred up a lot of height.
Even when they encountered the donkey cart, they did not slow down, and passed straight by, splashing the three of them covered in mud.
The donkey was also frightened by the fast horse, staggered a few steps, and successfully stuck the wheel of the car into the ditch, Song Che and Liao Heng on the car could not grasp steadily, and fell from the car together, one fell on all fours, and the other fell into the mud.
Jiang Yun lightly touched his toes, stepped on the wheel and landed on the donkey's back, he pointed to Song Che and Liao Heng who were embarrassed on the ground, and laughed heartlessly: "Hahaha...... Look, those who wear brocade boots are not necessarily cleaner than me, an ordinary person in sackcloth and straw sandals. β
Song Che took a mouthful of mud, jumped up and yelled at the horse team: "Hit the street! I'm in a hurry to be reincarnated! I curse you that you will not live! β
"Well, what is the best of now? The axle seems to have been broken, and the car is afraid that it will not be usable. Liao Heng looked at the board truck stuck in the mud puddle and sighed.
Song Che smiled bitterly: "At least we still have this donkey." β
"That's right, how about we find a good place to kill this donkey, cook a pot of fragrant donkey broth, and have a full meal?" Jiang Yun proposed with a smile.
Song Che and Liao Heng were not in the mood to joke, so they each picked up a wooden stick on the side of the road and continued to hurry.
The clothes and hats couldn't withstand the heavy rain, and soon the three of them were drenched in soup, wearing soaked clothes and boots, Song Che obviously felt that his body temperature was dropping, and if he continued like this, he would definitely get sick.
"Moo!"
Suddenly, there was an oxbridge behind him
Song Che turned around and saw that in the hazy smoke and rain, an ox cart was slowly approaching, and the person driving the cart was also wearing a hat.
Qingniu smoke and rain, could it be that the gods came down to earth?
When the ox cart approached, he could see more clearly, the man who drove the cart, who was not very tall, was lined with a cloth coat, and pressed the hat very low, and he could not see clearly, and he had a sickle pinned to his waist.
The back of the ox cart was covered with a tarpaulin, and through the gaps in the edges, you could see the green cabbage. It's a pull cart.
"Brother, our car collapsed when passing through the pothole, how about you take us for a ride in this heavy rain?" Song Che wiped the water stains on his face and asked with a smile.
The ox cart stopped, and the man was silent for a moment, and gently spat out three words:
"I'm not a brother, come up."
The voice was crisp, and it turned out to be a woman.