The path of the villain is not easy

Chapter 279 Inside the Broken Temple

Changsun Ji and his party headed west all the way out of Yanzhou, and now they are in the border of Chenliu. Originally, Changsun Ji wanted to speed up his pace and strive to return to Sili today.

In the end, he encountered this freezing rain again. Looking at the continuous raindrops outside, Changsun Ji knew that he might not be able to leave today.

Fortunately, I encountered a ruined temple on the road.Provide them with a shelter from the wind and rain.

Because the imperial decree did not stipulate when Changsun Ji would arrive in the capital, Changsun Ji was not in a hurry to return to Beijing all the way.

If it wasn't for some important matter, Changsun Ji would not be willing to travel in such a rainy day.He was fine, sitting in the carriage with a stove simmering, the rain didn't affect him very much.

But his personal soldiers, horses and some daily necessities with him are not enough.

Many of the guards who followed him all the way to Yanzhou earlier had died, so many of the guards who followed him now were soldiers he selected from the three armies.

The soldiers he could pick out were naturally not ordinary people. These soldiers were all in their prime of life and full of vigor.Each hand has more than three lives.

But it is such a man, if he is exposed to rain, wind and cold, if he is not treated in time, he will probably die.

Some daily necessities can't be used if they get wet.So with a ruined temple to keep out the wind and rain, Changsun Ji naturally didn't want to brave the rain on his way.

There was a kettle on top of the fire, and the water in the kettle made a "cuckoo" sound. Wang Gang stepped forward and lifted the kettle from the fire, and carried the kettle to fill Changsun Ji's teacup.

Not far away, several personal guards were busy driving the carriage into the ruined temple. The raindrops were freezing to the bone. If the horses were soaked in the rain all night, they would probably get sick at dawn.

This dilapidated temple has not been lived in for an unknown period of time. Although the roof is covered with a layer of thatch, it still cannot stop the rain from dripping down from the roof.Several personal guards have already climbed onto the roof to carry out a simple repair.

In addition to the fire in front of Changsun Ji, more than a dozen fires were lit in the house, making the whole room glow red. The guards staying in the room took off their clothes and put them on the fire to bake , all shirtless, not afraid of catching cold.

This dilapidated temple is not too small, there are three houses on the left and right, and Changsun Ji and his party can accommodate people and horses.

Changsun Ji reckoned the time. It was only late afternoon, but because of the rain, the sky had already started to darken.

There are some dry grasses in the corner of the ruined temple, which should have been paved by the passers-by when they spent the night here.

Wang Gang asked people to tidy up the hay, and then took out a piece of silk and spread it on the haystack.

Afterwards, he cupped his hands to Changsun Ji and said, "Young master, the conditions are simple, you should settle for it first."

"Hehe, in this kind of weather, it is satisfying to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, so what else do you need to be picky about? This is already very good." Changsun Ji looked at the silk and satin spread on the hay, Putting the teacup in his hand on the ground, he smiled lightly.

Afterwards, Changsun Ji got up, walked over, and sat on it to rest.

Although it is said that he is not in a hurry to rush back to the capital, but in a day, if there is nothing to do or there is an emergency, he is basically on his way all day.

The boat and the carriage are exhausting, although the eldest grandson does not need to walk, but staying in the carriage every day is also very tiring.

Not long after sitting there, Changsun Ji felt a little sleepy, so he lay down on it and fell asleep unconsciously.

When Changsun Ji woke up, it was already night, and it was pitch black outside the house, only the sound of "tick, tick" rain told Changsun Ji that it was still raining outside.

Inside the house, at some point on the fire, a large pot had already been set up by the guards, steam was rising from the pot, and there was a scent in the air.

Seeing that Changsun Ji woke up, Wang Gang quickly poured some hot water, wet the towel, and handed it to Changsun Ji. Changsun Ji took the towel and wiped his face, feeling much refreshed.

"Young master, you are awake. I will order you to prepare a meal for you."

"Don't be so troublesome. Isn't their meal ready soon? We can eat together." Changsun Ji waved his hand and said softly.

As he said that, Changsun Ji stood up from the silk satin, walked a few steps forward, walked to the big pot, and stretched his head to see that the rice porridge was cooking in the pot, and the rice porridge in the pot had already been boiled by the fire. , Braving one by one blisters.

Changsun Ji fanned the hot air with his hands, sniffed it with his nose, and said with a smile, "This is really delicious. If I eat a bowl, will it affect your hunger?"

The guards around the cauldron laughed loudly when they heard what Changsun Ji said.

"Whatever the general said, let alone one bowl, even if it is ten bowls, the rest is enough for us to eat." One of the guards said with a smile.

"Come on, I'll make a bowl for the general." Another guard stood up, took the bowl and chopsticks handed over by Wang Gang, reached the bottom of the pot with a spoon, and took out a bowl full of porridge.

Changsun Ji took a sip from the side of the bowl while it was hot, and his mouth was filled with the aroma of porridge.Changsun Ji nodded in satisfaction.

After chatting with the guards and eating dinner, Changsun Ji returned to the place where he was sleeping.Because in this era, there are no entertainment activities at night, and all the guards have been running around for a day.

After staying with some people to watch the night, all the guards also found some hay and spread it on the ground, and went to rest.

Changsun Ji didn't feel sleepy because he just woke up.After ordering Wang Gang to go down to rest, Changsun Ji sat on the silk and began to practice.

Although the "Hang-up Mind Method" he practiced would work on weekdays, it was still relatively slow compared to spending time on it.

Before, in the capital, he had nothing to do all day long, and he could spare some time to practice every day, but after going to Yanzhou, he was either fighting or thinking about how to defeat the Liang army all day.

Although on the surface he seems to be full of confidence in countering the rebellion, but he is under a lot of pressure in his heart, so he doesn't have much mood to practice.

It was only after the main force of the General Liang Army was suppressed that he had time to practice, but at that time there were also some chores and entertainment that he needed to deal with every day. The so-called practice was just three days of fishing and two days of drying the net.

If it weren't for the particularity of his technique, Changsun Ji felt that his internal strength might have stagnated immediately.

Running the Heart Sutra and listening to the sound of rain outside, Changsun Ji felt very peaceful in his heart.Because there are personal guards around to watch the night, Changsun Ji is not worried that he will be disturbed when he is practicing in this ruined temple.

(End of this chapter)