Ten days after leaving Jialin City, we were about to reach Linghu Beach where we could cross the river. Dark clouds gathered and it began to rain.
The ground on Cai Gan became muddy again, but they reached a section where it was difficult for vehicles and horses to travel. Everyone had to get out of the car and walk on foot.
"Can I rest somewhere?" the person walking in front asked.
Guide: "This place is close to the mountains and the river. It is not safe. If we walk further for half a day, there is a small village where we can stay."
Everyone had to keep walking.
Not to mention that there may be flash floods when it rains. Even if you are passing through such a place on a sunny day, you must be careful of falling rocks and walk as fast as you can.
It was getting later and later, and they were dragged slower and slower by the rain.
After days of trekking, these scholars have long been exhausted. They rely solely on their will to hold on, and their walking speed is getting slower and slower.
Seeing that the front was blocked again, Lu Xu sighed helplessly.
Turning around, Lu Zhou was so sleepy that he dozed off, and Yan Junqi was also very lack of energy.
Lu Xu patted Lu Zhou and said, "Go and sit in the car."
Lu Zhou stared in confusion, "I can't pull it."
Lu Xu: "Walking so slowly, if you can pull me, go ahead."
Lu Zhou said "Hmm" and climbed into the driving position with half-squinted eyes to rest for a while.
Lu Xu: "Don't fall down."
Lu Zhou steeled himself and grabbed the reins.
Lu Xux smiled and asked Yan Junqi: "Are you going to take a break?"
Yan Junqi shook his head.
The mule was tired after pulling the cart for such a long distance on the muddy ground. It was okay to ride with Lu Zhou, but if there was one more person like him, he was worried that the mule would get tired and sick.
"I can still hold on."
Lu Xu: "Come on, let me carry you."
Yan Junqi laughed.
He was reluctant to let a mule carry him, so how could he be willing to let Lu Xu carry him.
"You can walk."
Lu Xu walked around to Yan Junqi's side, holding the mule with his right hand and grabbing Yan Junqi's hand with his left hand. "Then I will hold your hand."
"Yeah." Yan Junqi leaned next to Lu Xu. Lu Xu's palms were still dry and warm despite the rain.
They walked forward slowly. Lu Xu muttered to Yan Junqi, "We're almost there" while looking back at Lu Zhou. If Lu Zhou was about to fall, call him.
Yan Junqi was so sleepy that his ears were filled with the endless loop of Lu Xu chanting sutras, "Lu Zhou", "Zhou Zhou", "Almost there"...
After walking for nearly an hour, they finally arrived at the small village the guide mentioned.
As soon as the scholar who was walking in the front heard this, he immediately lost all his strength and fell to his knees. His book boy and the coachman helped him up.
The scholar was so tired that he was trembling all over.
It was already the middle of the night, and the guide hurriedly knocked on the door. The small village thought that robbers had come in the middle of the night, and it panicked for a while.
In the end, there were only two families in the village that could be moved to their homes, and there was simply no room for so many people.
The guide was so worried that he wanted to cry when he looked at these people who were soaked in water and couldn't stand upright.
"Hurry up and take a rest. What season it is now. Look at how tired and cold you are."
Li Zheng in the small village was also afraid. They couldn't bear the death of any one of these officials, but they really had no place.
He also looked sad, "Several houses collapsed due to heavy rain in the past two days. How can those houses be inhabited?"
In the end, they gave priority to the book master and the book boys to stay, and all the coachmen and guides stayed in the car for one night.
It was raining continuously, and it was difficult for the coachmen to light a bonfire. They smiled bitterly and took the cars to find places to take shelter from the rain.
Yan Junqi looked at the room full of busy bookboys and the scholars lying on the earthen bed like corpses, and said to Lu Zhou: "Zhouzhou, go and squeeze with them. Your brother and I will deal with a group of people in the car." Night."
Lu Zhou said hurriedly: "I'm done resting. Brother Junqi, you can go to bed." Although the house was not clean, it had a fire pit at least. The guide and Li Zheng had already lit the fire. "It's warm inside."
Yan Junqi urged him, "There's only one empty seat, go ahead."
Lu Zhou wanted to refuse, but Lu Xu also said: "The quilt in our car is thick, so you can go ahead."
Lu Zhou was a bit cold yesterday, and Lu Xu was also afraid that he would be sick. "I parked the car in the yard. If we get cold, I will go in to find you."
Lu Zhou thought for a while and nodded, "I'll take a nap for a while, and it's Brother Junqi's turn."
Yan Junqi smiled and said: "Okay."
Lu Xu led the mule into the yard and parked it under the eaves next to another car.
He helped Yan Junqi get into the car, found dry clothes for Yan Junqi to change into, took out the ginger and sugar he bought a few days ago, and ran to the kitchen to make ginger soup.
The little villager saw it and brought a large piece of ginger from home.
He didn't have any sugar, so he had to make ginger soup.
After boiling the ginger soup, they delivered it to the room one by one.
Lu Xu came in with ginger soup. After a while, Lu Zhou had already curled up in his bed and fell asleep. Lu Xu went over and touched his forehead, which was not too hot, and called Lu Zhou up to drink the ginger soup.
Lu Zhou sleepily got up to drink, but some people were so burned that they refused to drink no matter how much they were fed. The boy cried and persuaded, "Master, drink quickly, it will make you warm."
But his young master clearly fainted from the fever.
Lu Xu went over and asked the boy to help him up, pinched his chin, picked up the ginger soup and poured it in.
After just two mouthfuls, the scholar woke up from coughing. I don't know whether it was because of the burning or choking.
Lu Xu returned the bowl to the scholar, hiding his merit and fame, "After using it, return the bowl to others."
Bookboy: "..."
Lu Xu quickly slipped away, ran back to the car and pulled out a leather jacket for Lu Zhou to cover.
"Do you still want to drink?"
Lu Zhou shook his head.
Lu Xu warned him: "If you feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night, just call me. I'll be in the yard. I can hear you when you call."
Lu Zhou nodded.
Lu Xu was worried and sat for a while to make sure that Lu Zhou was asleep and had no fever before returning to the car.
Yan Junqi had finished drinking the ginger soup, covered himself with a quilt, and was about to fall asleep leaning against the carriage.
Lu Xu took off her soaked shoes and socks, placed them in a dry place by the eaves, climbed into the car, closed the door and windows, and changed clothes.
Yan Junqi heard the noise and opened his eyes to look at him.
Lu Xu took off his clothes halfway, and when he noticed his gaze, he turned around and smiled at Yan Jun: "Thanks to my mother's cleverness, she prepared a lot of clothes, otherwise we wouldn't have enough to wear in the rain all the way."
Yan Junqi handed him a towel to wipe away the rainwater.
Lu Xu took a breath, put on dry clothes and leaned over, "Is it cold?"
Yan Junqi shook his head.
Lu Xu stretched out his hand and pressed it on his head. Yan Junqi shivered from the ice, "How is Xiaozhou?"
"I have a slight fever. I'll check back later."
"Um."
"Did you drink the ginger soup?"
"Yes, how about you?"
"Not yet." Lu Xu picked up the kettle in the corner again, drank the remaining ginger soup in it, and finished.
He put the empty pot back in the corner, pulled Yan Junqi into his arms, pulled the quilt, pressed left and right to make sure there was no wind around, and said with peace of mind: "Go to sleep!"
Yan Junqi leaned on his chest, pricked by Lu Xu's new beard and unable to sleep.
It was windy and rainy outside, rain was falling from the eaves above my head, and the rain was like weaving threads outside the window, but it was warm and warm under me.
Lu Xu's breath was blurry and clear in the darkness. Very close, yet always separated by a little distance.
But tonight it seemed that because it was too cold outside, he felt that the heat source Lu Xu was closer than usual.
Yan Junqi chuckled and raised his hand to touch Lu Xu's jaw. It was a bit prickly.
Lu Xu opened his eyes blankly, and Yan Junqi raised his head and kissed his chin.
Lu Xu suddenly trembled and stuttered: "I, I, let me go wash my face!"
After walking all day in the wind and rain, was there any mud on his face? !
Yan Junqi chuckled, moved his shoulders upwards, and kissed the corner of his mouth.
Lu Xu's head exploded on the spot.
He tightened his arms and lowered his head to meet Yan Junqi's shallow kiss.
It's getting hot in the car.
Breathing was chaotic.
Lu Xu also felt the changes in Yan Junqi's body through her clothes.
He let go of Yan Junqi with great perseverance, "This old car is not soundproof at all!"
"Yeah." Yan Junqi's breathing gradually calmed down, and he leaned against the wall of the carriage and closed his eyes to sleep.
But Lu Xu was a little unwilling to give up. He coughed lightly and approached Yan Junqi, "You, you don't hate it, do you?"
"Um."
He was talking without beginning or end, and Yan Junqi also knew what he was asking.
it's OK.
I've been curious for a long time.
When he first saw Lu Xu coming home from selling snails in the county and kissing Lu Rui's head, he was curious as to why Lu Xu wanted to kiss Lu Rui.
Should we express the love that comes from the heart in this way?
Every time Lu Xu kissed Lu Rui and rubbed Lu Rui's face and head, he was in a good mood. In Lu Xu's own words - he was resurrected with full blood.
He was very curious, but he didn't know how to be intimate with Wen Zhen as naturally as Lu Xu.
He also loved Wen Zhen very much, but it was different from Lu Xu.
He also wanted to know what it felt like to be loved like that.
"Sweet."
For a while, Yan Junqi talked without thinking.
Lu Xu was confused.
Sweet?
Is it because he just drank ginger soup?
Lu Xu tucked Yan Junqi into the quilt again and said sweetly, "You are also sweet."
Yan Junqi laughed.
Lu Zhou got up early in the morning and felt less uncomfortable. He went to the kitchen to make a pot of ginger soup, drank a bowl by himself, and then opened the car door with a large bowl.
"Brother, I cooked..."
His voice stopped suddenly, and he felt inexplicably that he shouldn't have come.
He said he wanted to see his sick brother again in the middle of the night, but Lu Xu leaned against the carriage, hugged Yan Junqi, and slept soundly with his face pressed against his head.
However, Yan Junqi woke up first when he heard Lu Zhou talking.
He moved his head and Lu Xu woke up.
Lu Xu rubbed his eyes, then his sore neck, and asked like a good brother: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you have a fever?"
Lu Zhou: "No."
Lu Xu crawled out from the quilt, reached out and touched Lu Zhou's forehead, then himself, then Yan Junqi, and confirmed: "There seems to be a little more."
He turned to discuss with Yan Junqi, "Should we rest here for another day, or should we go to Linghu Beach and see the doctor again?"
Yan Junqi looked at Lu Zhou.
Lu Xuli went to the car door and put on his shoes, "I'll go to Li Zheng first and ask if there is a doctor in the village. Are you hungry? I'll borrow a kitchen to cook some porridge."
"Okay, let's cook something." Yan Junqi saw that Lu Zhou's face was still not very good. He also put on his coat and asked Lu Zhou to get in the car and rest. "Why are you up so early? The fire in that room must be out. Come up again." Get some sleep."
Lu Xu looked back: "Sweet porridge or salty porridge?"
Yan Junqi asked Lu Zhou: "What would Zhouzhou want to drink?"
Lu Zhou: "...Sweet..."
Lu Xu: "It's still salty. If you have a fever and sweat, you need to replenish salt."
Lu Zhou: "..."
He had a vague feeling that something was not quite right.
Especially after seeing the doctor at noon and waking up after taking medicine and seeing Brother Junqi shaving his brother, I felt something was wrong.
Lu Xu was scared and cowardly. She rested her head on Yan Junqi's lap and nervously grasped the car door panel.
Yan Junqi: "How about you keep it?"
Lu Xu was disgusted: "No!"
His aesthetics are set in stone and he doesn't like growing beards! Not handsome, looks old!
Yan Junqi raised the knife, and Lu Xu became nervous again, "This knife is super sharp, please slow down."
Yan Junqi was also very nervous because of him, so he couldn't help but get closer, and he could see every stubble clearly, "Don't move!"
Lu Zhou sat in the car, staring blankly at the unusually close proximity of his two most respected brothers, and thought to himself:
If General Zhang Chang knew that the tribute dagger he gave to his eldest brother was used for shaving, I wonder if his eldest brother would never be allowed to enter the Qiaoqi Army camp again.
No, I probably can't even enter Qinglong City...
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Lu Zhou: Shocked, I can't believe it. I lay down to sleep, so I must have not slept enough to wake up!
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