The domestic guard is a little sweet

Now that he has received the order from Brother Cheap, Zhao Jin will leave some seeds along the way, and he will leave some seeds when he passes through various counties, and the capital will also send sweet potatoes from the villa one after another.

Zhao Jin stopped and stopped along the way, and gradually adapted to the life in the carriage, and his motion sickness was much better. In ancient times, the transportation was inconvenient, and the distance was only by horses and horses, but it took more than a month to travel.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and more than ten days have passed, there is no rain in the sky, and the leaves outside at noon are a little wilted and yellowed, not to mention the drop in the river water level, which is worrying.

Zhao Jin sat dangling on the carriage, the scorching air outside, even sitting in the carriage, Zhao Jin's forehead was slightly sweating.

Raising his hand to lift the curtain, the scorching sun outside was dazzling, and the accompanying guards were also sweating profusely, Zhao Jin saw.He frowned slightly, this is not possible, the temperature is too high, people are prone to heatstroke, so he tapped on the carriage lightly.Tell the person outside the window.

"The sun has risen, and the weather is too hot to go on. People are tired and horses are exhausted. Find out if there is a place suitable for enjoying the shade and refresh, and wait until the sun is not so strong in the afternoon before leaving."

Outside the carriage, Mr. Dong, who was riding a tall horse, hurriedly drove the horse to the side of Zhao Jin's carriage, and replied in a low voice: "Yes, my lord. I see a ruined temple in front of you, surrounded by dense trees, it is suitable for a rest .”

Zhao Jin nodded. He raised his eyes and noticed the dilapidated temple with red bricks and blue tiles.

"Then go to the ruined temple to rest for a while, and let the accompanying medical officer make some herbal tea to dispel the heat and distribute it."

Mr. Dong wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he cupped his hands quickly and said, "My lord is still thoughtful, and I will order someone to do it."

Then he turned around and ordered his guards to drive the carriage to the ruined temple ahead.

An Twelve pushed open the door of the carriage, helped Zhao Jin out of the carriage, and looked around curiously. Although the dilapidated temple looked a bit desolate, it was surrounded by tall poplars and willows, which was very suitable for enjoying the shade.

When he came to the gate of the temple, Zhao Jin took a look at the dilapidated temple. It turned out to be a mountain god temple. The statues inside were mottled in color, solemn and ferocious, and they should be worshiped by some local mountain gods.

For some reason at this moment, rows of ants and unknown bugs flew past in groups on the ground.

Zhao Jin raised his eyebrows, looked at the cloudless sky, and muttered to himself with some doubts: "Could it be a sign of rain, it doesn't look like it."

Without waiting for the voice to finish, a dozen or so little foxes with mixed fur jumped down from the mountainside, and bumped into Zhao Jin in a panic.

"Hey! Be careful! Why are there so many foxes?"

Zhao Jin was startled and almost staggered.

"Master, be careful!" An Shier stretched out his hand to support his shoulder, stabilized Zhao Jin's figure, took out a copper coin from his waist, and flicked away, the broken silver hit the fox's foot.

The leader of the fox barked a few times, but was not hurt, and fled away quickly with the group, and disappeared in the distance of the forest after a while.

And the birds in the air, like the panic before the thunderstorm, kept singing and flying in the air.

Zhao Jin dodged the swarms of bugs on the ground and frowned, feeling a little uneasy, and turned his head to tell those around him.Master Dong.

"This animal is very restless, and I feel a little uneasy in my heart. I would like to ask Master Dong to order the accompanying personnel to rest in the shade under the tree for a while, and not to enter the ruined temple for the time being."

The weather is hot at the moment, and as an official, it is natural not to respect yourself. Mr. Dong also wears a lot of clothes, and his platinum forehead is covered with sweat. Hearing this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead helplessly.

"My lord, you are too worried. There are not so many people in this barren mountain. If we have so many strangers entering it, we will naturally disturb the animals. This ruined temple is covered with roof tiles, so it will be cooler after all. "

Zhao Jin is a modern person, although he still has the memory of the original owner in his mind.But the original owner is also a pampered prince, so naturally he doesn't understand these things.But for some reason, Zhao Jin became more and more uneasy when he heard the noisy birds chirping from the Voice of the Sky.

"It's better to be careful, how long will it take to reach the next station?"

Mr. Dong knew the nature of this master, and if he objected again, he was afraid that he would offend him, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said: "The road ahead is about three hours, and we will arrive at Danyang City. It takes another seven days to travel. We are now in Guangning."

"Order the team to rest at the same place for half an hour, and finish cooking some herbal tea in clothes. Later, we will continue on our way. We will go down to Danyang City to rest and recuperate. At that time, the king will treat everyone to a feast of noodles."

Zhao Jin nodded, and what he said was indeed undeniable, so Mr. Dong could only nod his head and go on to give orders.

Although some people were a little dissatisfied with Zhao Jin's sudden change of mind and only resting here instead of entering the ruined temple, but Zhao Jin's identity is there, except for a few people who dare to reconsider a few words in their hearts, no one dares Show it on the face.

Zhao Jin and An Shier came under a big willow tree outside the ruined temple, so they found a piece of cloth and spread it on the ground and sat on the floor. The willow tree was several feet high, and the shade was dense, and the slight breeze blew away the heat from the journey.

An Twelve poured out the sour plum soup that had been boiled before from the accompanying water bag, and handed it to Zhao Jin.

"Master, drink some sour plum soup to relieve the heat."

Zhao Jin bowed his head and took the sour plum set, and took a sip of the sweet and sour taste, alleviating his anxiety.

"Sit down and rest quickly, the horse has always been very tired after riding all this way."

"It's okay, people who practice martial arts are already used to it."

Dark Twelve shook his head slightly with a smile on his lips, saw that there was still sunlight in the gaps in the shade of the tree, took out the cloth towel that he carried with him, raised his inner strength and turned up, hung the cloth towel on the tree, and hung it down slowly, just to block it. The direct sunlight created a shade for Zhao Jin who was sitting under the tree.

Zhao Jin smiled, and the two sat together talking and laughing.

Sun He brought a food box and sent some pastries. The weather is hot at the moment, and Zhao Jin has a bit of a bitter summer and has no appetite, but if he doesn't eat these people below, no one will be embarrassed to talk first, so he can only choose A cold cake that looked quite refreshing, and I ate it.

Suddenly, a carriage came from the side of the path and stopped in front of the ruined temple. A man and a woman. The woman covered her head and couldn't see her face clearly, but her stomach was slightly swollen under the wide robe, and she was supported by the man. , looks like he should be ill, but his figure is somewhat familiar.

The man's head was braided into a bun, with silver ornaments on his wrists, and his clothes had a taste of ethnic minorities. He looked in his early twenties.

These two people seem to be on the trail, and they are escaping the summer heat in the ruined temple, but as soon as they got off the carriage and walked this way, they were stopped by the guards in front. The man's face was full of pleading. It seemed that he was pregnant, and Zhao Jin didn't want to embarrass the two of them, so he turned to Sun He who was beside him and told him, "Don't stop me, this temple is not our house, naturally anyone can come to escape the heat."

"Yes." Sun He hurriedly responded.

The man bowed his hands to Zhao Jin from a distance and saluted, and then helped the woman to walk into the ruined temple. When passing by the tree where Zhao Jin and the others were, the man looked sideways and glanced at Zhao Jin.

He didn't want An Twelve to be sensitive to this glance and raise his head to meet the man's gaze, but the man quickly smiled gratefully, nodded, and then helped the woman into the ruined temple.

The medicine packs for the herbal tea have been prepared in the capital long ago. There is a well next to the ruined temple. Boil the rewarded water and drink it after it cools down.

Zhao Jin sat under the tree and fanned himself desperately, cooling down extremely, and missed the current air conditioner and electric fan.

He suddenly heard two guards who were going to fetch water, whispering around the barrel.

"I don't know if this well has not been used for a long time, and the water in it is muddy."

Another guard took the wooden barrel, lowered his head and sniffed it, and said with some doubts: "Why does this water smell like sulfur?"

"Sulphur can't. It may be that the well has been in disrepair for a long time and no one has used it. The water quality is bad."

The other one was an elder nodded, and poured the water in the wooden barrel under the tree: "We still have a lot of water in the water bag, why don't we use that to make herbal tea, and don't drink the water in the well." I'm afraid I've broken my stomach."

Zhao Jin fixed his eyes and saw that the water poured out of the barrel was indeed turbid and yellow.

It stands to reason that although this ruined temple has been in disrepair for a long time, it was built on the side of the official road, and there are often people passing by to rest, and if the well is deep, the groundwater is taken from the ground, and it is not stagnant water. The inside is smelly and deteriorated after a long period of disrepair.

Birds and animals fled in fright, snakes, insects, rats and ants did not avoid people, and the smell of the well was turbid. These factors gave Zhao Jin a flash of inspiration, but he couldn't think of anything.

Zhao Jin got up with his fan in his hand, his brows were furrowed, he always felt that he had forgotten something and couldn't think of it for a while.

Suddenly he felt a strange rumbling sound, his eyes blurred, his ears buzzed, and the ground under his feet shook violently.

Then someone screamed.

"It's not good, Dilong turned over."

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Jin felt a dark shadow flashing around him, and was taken away from the tree by An Shier's waist.

"Master be careful!"

Immediately afterwards, a rumbling sound was heard, and the giant tree behind them was uprooted and fell to the ground with a bang.

And that dilapidated small temple collapsed in all directions.

Fortunately, the man and woman who went in just now were also vigilant, and now when the earth trembled, the man fled outside the temple with the woman in his arms, and thus escaped the catastrophe.

Everything around seemed to be trembling violently, the stones on the hillside kept rolling down, and the beasts fled everywhere.

Zhao Jin staggered unsteadily, if he hadn't been supported by An Shier at this moment, he might have fallen to the ground long ago.

Zhao Jin tightly grasped An Shier's arm, trying hard to maintain his figure.

"Be careful of the boulders rolling down the mountain!"

An Twelve nodded heavily, and returned the ball with both hands. Zhao Jin's waist, with all his internal strength, was always on guard to jump away from the rolling boulder.