The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

It took time to put everything away after the carriage overturned, and the road was slippery due to snow, so we didn't dare to drive fast.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Chu Xiao lifted the curtain in front of the ox cart shed and loudly asked Zhengfu, who was driving the ox cart in the front: "Wang's brother-in-law, where are you now?"

Although Chu Xiao and Yan Zhenshen had walked back along this official road last year, they had to ask passers-by or look at the signs at the intersection to find their way. This time, they walked on this official road for a long time without seeing any forks in the road, and they were a little confused about their location.

Zhengfu didn't have a carport, so he turned around when he heard the noise and said, "It's still more than 30 miles to the next county town."

The distance was not far. If the weather was good, it would only take more than an hour to drive the ox cart. But this was the first snow, and some of the snow fell to the ground, and some of it was dried into water. Because the temperature dropped, a thin layer of ice appeared on the ground.

If the vehicles were to move faster and one or two more vehicles slipped and flipped over, wouldn't that waste even more time?

"Then can we still get into the county town?" Chu Xiao felt the cold wind blowing over him and shivered.

If they couldn't enter the city, they would have to wait outside the city gate at night. It was good that their ox cart had a shed, at least it could block the wind, but the other vehicles were really used to transport goods and had no shelter at all.

Zhengfu waved his hand casually: "It's okay. If it doesn't work, find a village to stay in. There should be one about seven or eight miles ahead."

Chu Xiao nodded, thinking that this was fine. The villagers were always more simple and honest. They paid some copper coins to stay temporarily, the villagers could earn a little, and they could also save a lot.

Chu Xiao chatted with Zhengfu for a few words across the ox cart. The man didn't talk much, and it could be said that he seldom spoke on his own initiative, but he would answer if you asked him.

It seemed that he found it very interesting to make the taciturn person talk. Chu Xiao shouted against the wind and took a gulp of cold air. He choked and felt the coldness running from his throat to his stomach. His throat was also uncomfortable and tight, and he coughed for a long time.

The days were short in winter, so they didn't stop to eat, but only paused occasionally to give everyone time to drain the water.

There were other vehicles on the road, but there were fewer of them carrying goods, and it was not that hard for the cows and horses to move with empty vehicles, so they would soon overtake them.

After the sun set, the temperature dropped, almost suddenly. Gusts of cold wind seemed to penetrate cotton clothes and get into people's skin and flesh.

Chu Xiao took out a scarf made of rabbit fur from the car and wrapped it around Yan Zhenshen's neck: "Brother Shen, are you cold?"

"It's not cold, I'm wearing warm clothes." Yan Zhenshen took off his gloves and touched Chu Xiao's hand, letting him feel the temperature.

He has been a cold-resistant person since he was young. When other children were already wearing cotton-padded jackets, he could still wear light clothes. In addition, he often ran in the mountains, so his physique became better and better. In recent years, he has not even caught a cold.

His whole body felt a little chilly except for his ankles, but he could bear it by curling up one leg and changing positions from time to time.

Chu Xiao, on the other hand, was not that cold-resistant. Sitting in the carport, his hands were still much colder than Yan Zhenshen's. The hot water bottle had lost its temperature, so he could only cover himself with a quilt and try to keep warm with his body temperature.

The sky was getting darker and darker, but the merchants and escorts were prepared. They put a pole on the car and hung a lantern on it. There were things hanging underneath to prevent them from being blown away by the wind. However, the lantern would sway slightly when blown by the wind, and the illuminated area would flicker.

The area that the lanterns could illuminate was really limited, so the speed had to be slower.

The people in the caravan at the back were too cold to sit still, so they got off and started walking. A few of them got together and started cursing, saying that they had very little money and that the crime they had committed was not human.

Sometimes they cursed the sky, sometimes they cursed the earth, sometimes they cursed the horrible weather. When they had enough of cursing, they started talking about other things. A group of bodyguards traveling around naturally encountered a lot of things.

Speaking of the Widow Lane in a certain county town, there is not a single male among the eleven households. Some of them hang red lanterns at the door, and some hang yellow lanterns. Whether or not one can enter the house is a matter of particular considerations.

They spoke loudly and Chu Xiao could hear everything they said clearly. He became interested and pricked up his ears, guessing that this was a ghost story.

But then the escort burst into laughter and said that red lanterns meant that there was no one in the house, while yellow lanterns meant that the house was full. It was not impossible for you to force your way in, as you never knew the other party would agree and you might even do something like two dragons playing with a pearl.

Chu Xiao was a little confused at first, but when he heard the increasingly obscene smiles of the escorts, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Yan Zhenshen naturally heard these words clearly, and his face immediately turned ugly.

I was thinking that I should talk to the two servants of Lord Zunyuan tomorrow. We each have our own way to go.

Just as I was thinking this, I heard Zhengfu, who was in the front, suddenly yelled. The ox cart in front seemed to be tripped by something, and it shook violently a few times and then stopped.

It is said that when a person is unlucky, he will encounter all kinds of troubles. He was about to reach a village after hurrying all the way, but was inexplicably blocked.

"Everyone come down, leave your things and silver behind, and you can go now."

Zhengfu has been doing business for seven or eight years. He has dared to cross the road at night before, but he has never encountered such a thing. He is a man who values ​​money over life. When he heard this, he hurriedly got out of the car and turned to walk towards Yan Zhenshen.

Chu Xiao also pulled open the curtain and looked outside. Under the dim light of the lanterns, there were more than a dozen people standing in front of him. Some of them were holding hoes, some were holding machetes. From their clothes, one could tell which type they were the one Zhengfu had mentioned.

Villagers who feel that they can’t make ends meet.

There were so many people around, and Zhengfu's legs were already a little weak. Before he could run a few steps, someone kicked him from behind. He staggered and fell to the ground.

He quickly got up, bowed and saluted, "Please spare my life, I will give you all my things and the ox cart. I will call my fellow villagers and leave immediately."

But the leader didn't listen and put a machete directly on Zhengfu's neck. This really scared him. His legs went weak and he almost fell down again.

He swallowed subconsciously in fear and stammered, "Brother, we won't resist. Can you spare our lives?"

Yan Zhenshen had already taken a step forward to save the man, but when he saw the knife pressed against Zhengfu's neck, he had to stop.

A servant came running over at this time, his face full of panic: "Hunter Yan, there are more than a dozen people behind us, why don't you just give them all the things."

"Is someone being held hostage?" Chu Xiao pulled the person over and asked in a low voice.

The servant shook his head quickly: "No, the escorts are confronting them, but there are only seven escorts. Even if we add Yan the Hunter, we can't beat so many people."

"Yes." Chu Xiao nodded, pushed the servant aside, and then jumped out of the car: "Leave the people in the back to you, we will handle the ones here."