Chapter 133 Who is on the other side
Zhong Ping really wanted to complain, why since he crossed, almost every time he traveled, he was crossing water and climbing mountains.

Although it is said to be a short cut for the purpose of rushing... But the mountain road is too rugged and twists and turns. When you reach the narrow path, you often have to control your horses and walk close to the cliffs.

Zhong Ping is very fortunate that he has no such problems as fear of heights, and he has the spirit of "if you can't fall to death, you will rush to death".

Except for dressing changes and physiological needs along the way, he basically never stopped, and he never even got off his horse to eat. He just took a bite of dry food and swallowed it.

Even though Zhong Ping is a penniless and poor-looking young man, his daily expenses for food and clothing are really not bad.

After all, I have only eaten the bean cakes sent by Hu Ziniang, that rough and dry food.

During these few days on the road, it was the first time that Zhong Ping knew what it was like to forcefully stuff food with the desire to vomit, even chewing would make him sick, and he could only swallow whole.

Every day, I mechanically swallow the tasteless "embarrassed" - that is, fried rice noodles.

It's just some grain powder that is simply fried and mashed, without seasoning, the grains are thick and hard, and he doesn't even have hot water to send it down.

Zhong Ping is really sick now when he sees this thing, and if he eats it again, he must be constipated, among other things.

"Young Mansion, after crossing the Yishui River, you will enter Langya County. Do you want to stop for a while?"

Tai Shici looked at Zhong Ping's disheveled face, and lightly pressed Zhong Ping's shoulder.

There was concern in his tone, Zhong Ping's current "respect" is really not flattering.

To put it bluntly, compared with the slovenly appearance of Zhong Ping when he rushed to Chang'an, he is three points more respectable than a beggar who is randomly brought in to escape.

Kind of flat without self-awareness.

The system still has nothing to say to him, the pain it gave him in the past few days has been controlled at a delicate balance point, as if to neutralize his exhaustion from the journey.

Because of the dull pain in his abdominal cavity and chest, he was extremely awake all the way, and rarely fell asleep. Even Tai Shici couldn't help admiring Zhong Ping's perseverance.

He thought that if it were him, he would never be able to endure and persevere like Chong Ping when he was seriously injured.

"Hurry up..."

The words of the square exit stagnated.

He noticed that Tai Shici's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a hint of fatigue between his brows.

Not everyone has gold fingers like him.

Even if he led infantry, he couldn't stand such a trek.

"Let's rest by the river first."

Zhong Ping pointed at his chapped lips, and said with a smile, "Ping is very thirsty, just thinking about getting some water."

Tai Shici took out the water bag from his bosom: "Someone is fetching water for the Shaofu, the Shaofu will wait for a while."

"Shaofu..."

He looked at Fan Ah, who was following in the team, his eyes never leaving Zhongping for a moment.

"I feel that the Shaofu should let Mr. Fan help to deal with it..."

"stop!"

Zhongping widened his eyes in disbelief.

Tai Shici!
Why are you so thick-eyed and big-eyed that you betrayed? !
What kind of ecstasy did Fan Ah give you?

I asked him to treat my wound?
Isn't that meat buns beating dogs, never returning?

Tai Shici was helpless, every time Fan A was mentioned, Zhong Ping would explode like a cat soaked in water.

Does Shaofu not care about his body at all?

Tai Shici held his breath and really wanted to persuade him, but he couldn't help it. In addition to admiring and respecting Zhong Ping, he also treated him as his little brother in private.

Now he is like a big brother who is in charge of housework watching his disobedient bastard younger brother, wanting to teach him a few words by the ear, but he is reluctant in his heart.

Let him spoil his body, and feel sorry and angry, I really wish I could tie him up in front of Fan A and force him to see a doctor.

"There's really no need to invite Mr. Fan."

Because of his height, Zhong Ping had to raise his head and stare at Tai Shi Ci eagerly.

"I know my own body. I fell on the horse, but the injury was not serious."

Zhong Ping couldn't care less about etiquette and impoliteness. He had the word "Resist" written on it from his hair to his toes.

Fan Ayouyou appeared behind Zhongping.

The word "injured" is capitalized in the eyes.

"...Is it because the Shaofu doesn't believe in my medical skills?"

To be honest, I believe it too much. Your medical skills are so good that you want to dissect and reassemble me in your sleep.

Fortunately, I haven't slept, otherwise I would have been tricked by your fairy face into digging my heart out in the ravine.

You slander me.

You are asshole!
Tai Shici hesitated for a while.

"Really, Ziyi, look at me."

Zhongping got off his horse and jumped on the ground.

"...you're alive and kicking, there's nothing wrong with it."

Chong Ping gritted his teeth and insisted on raising a standard smile.

The kind with eight teeth showing.

Fan A looked at Zhongping as if he saw a long-legged ginseng essence.

"Suck it."

The sound of someone sucking saliva was particularly obvious in the wind.

Tai Shici looked at Fan Ah's eyes instantly becoming weird, and he turned to Chong Ping very seriously: "Since the Shaofu said there is nothing wrong, then it must be nothing wrong! Someone is too worried."

"Don't worry, Shaofu. Although Mr. Fan has excellent medical skills, he can't force Shaofu to do what he doesn't want. A certain is the Shaofu's guard. If the Shaofu...call him directly!"

Kind of scratching his head.

He felt that Tai Shici seemed to have misunderstood something...

Everyone buried pots and cooked food on the bank.

After several days of embarrassment, I want to drink some hot porridge at this time.

Zhong Ping sat on the ground, took Tai Shici's water bag, and filled it with "ton ton ton".

Only then did he realize Xi Zhicai's joy in drinking.

Not to mention water intoxication and the like, it's really refreshing to drink water like this.

"Ziyi, since there is a ferry on the Yishui River, it seems that there are also boats. When Ziyi arrives at the ferry, can you see the boats?"

As Zhong Ping asked, he picked up a pickle from Taishici's bowl, cut it with chopsticks, and took a sip. It wasn't very salty, but the sour taste went straight to the sky.

... It's really a meal.

Zhong Ping took a big mouthful of porridge, then saw Taishi Cikong stuttering pickles, he ate a handful of pickles before swallowing a mouthful of rice porridge.

"...Don't you feel sour?"

Zhongping issued a soul question.

Tai Shici's face was normal, and he introduced it to Zhongping with great interest: "This is made by a certain mother. If the Shaofu likes it, I will take some and give it to the Shaofu."

Zhong Ping was asking casually, but Tai Shici thought that Zhong Ping loved the pickles made by himself, and Zhong Ping didn't want to win Tai Shici's heart, so he had to respond: "Ping, but it's disrespectful."

He had previously told Tai Shici that it is not necessary to call him by his official name, but Tai Shici insisted on refusing to do so, thinking that this would be disrespectful to Zhongping.

Although they couldn't change Tai Shici's title, the two of them got along more casually.

"Someone also finds it strange that if it is an ordinary ferry, it is impossible to see half of the boat."

After Tai Shici finished his porridge, he took out another small cloth bag from his bosom.

Smelling the sour smell, Zhong Ping immediately realized that the package should contain pickles made by Tai Shici's mother.

but……

Tai Shici, is there a different dimension of Tinker Bell in your arms?
How can you take out everything?

"It doesn't look like it was affected by the war."

Zhong Ping first looked down at the neatly stacked pickles in Tai Shici's cloth bag, and was almost teared up by the sour smell.

He raised his head, using the excuse of observing the ferry, and took a breath of fresh air.

"In my opinion, it seems that someone avoided disaster and bought all the ships in advance."

Zhongping is not a random guess.

The aristocratic family is intricately intertwined, in-laws, other branches, disciples, referrals... are attached to each other, and the speed of news transmission is unimaginable.

It's impossible to say that Cao Cao didn't get some rumors that Cao Cao was going to slaughter Xuzhou in advance.

There was no trace of the boat at the Yishui Ferry. It seems that the fleeing people should be local rich people.

Zhong Ping secretly recalls who are the famous families in Langya County.

Zhuge's was the first thing that flashed in his mind.

But...Zhuge family, do you need to use so many boats?
Zhong Ping shook his head.

He remembered that when the prime minister fled, he was only with his uncle's family, shouldn't he be so motivating?

"Young mansion! There is a boat entering the water on the other side!"

Taishi Ci had good ears and eyesight, and when Zhong Ping was still remembering, he kept his eyes on Yishui, and he was naturally the first to notice the situation on the other side.

Hearing this, Zhong Ping stood up, squinted his eyes to look at the other side, and vaguely saw several people moving several wooden boxes, which seemed extremely heavy.

... You have avoided disaster, and you still bring so many belongings?
Zhongping found it difficult to understand.

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