Master of the rivers and lakes

Chapter 225 On the Road
Now it's late summer in August, and the further north we go, the weather gets worse day by day.

Especially when it is close to Cangdongyuan, it is the time when the northwest wind is howling and the dust is flying all over the sky.

Two lonely fast horses are looking north and galloping.

Towards dusk, although the strong northwest wind has stopped, the weak north wind whistling on the face is still like countless thorns, mixed with sand and dust, making people uncomfortable.

This is the junction of Songyu County and Dongyuan County, and it is also the closest place to Cangdongyuan. People have to choose the Songyuan Horse Road that takes a detour.

Song Yuan Ma Road is at least a thousand miles away from Langguan.

Three days ago, Zhang Qiye and Sun Keren were still eating mutton from Guanshan County at Baotingxuan in Langguan City.

But now, apart from a few barley cakes that are harder than stones and harder to swallow than sand, the only thing they can eat and drink is the oncoming north wind, the sand and dust caught in the wind, and weeds .

Sun Keren's face was full of sorrow. Her legs were already red and swollen from the gallop of the horse for days, and two nasty blisters appeared on her feet.

She used to think that running wildly on a horse was the most heroic, but only now did she realize that it was completely wrong.

Now Sun Keren's whole body, from her face to her heels, is tightly wrapped, leaving only two pairs of eyes outside, so she can clearly see the affairs outside.

And that pitch-black hair had also become disheveled.

If being asked by Gu Zhen to face the wall and silently recite scriptures on Linshan Mountain could replace the two blisters on the soles of her feet, she felt that she would definitely choose the former.

But compared to Zhang Qiye who was on the side, the blisters on her feet seemed to be too few.

Now, Zhang Qiye was the same as Sun Keren, the insides of his legs had been worn red and swollen, and nasty blisters appeared on his feet.

Zhang Qiye not only had blisters on his feet, but also several blisters on his hands.

But Zhang Qiye didn't care, this little blister was nothing more than a trivial matter to him.

The two of them headed north without saying a word. To be precise, they galloped in the northeast direction. They didn't rest much along the way, and the scenery along the way was the same.

Zhang Qiye was slightly ahead of Sun Keren, looked back at Sun Keren and called, "Senior Sister, do you want to take a rest?"

Because both of them wrapped their bodies tightly, Zhang Qiye's voice sounded a bit deep.

Sun Keren panted and shook his head, and shouted: "No, we're almost there, we have plenty of time to rest in Shacheng."

After Zhang Qiye nodded, he raised his head again and looked behind Sun Keren, but couldn't see anything.

But Zhang Qiye's heart was still tight, and the whip in his hand slammed on the ass of the steed under his crotch.

While shouting loudly: "Senior Sister, we have to speed up. We will enter Songyu after passing the Xishan pass not far ahead. As long as we enter Songyu County, the rest of the road will be easy."

Since it was easy for Song Yu to leave, why didn't the two of them rush from Song Yu County to Shacheng in the first place, but from the wild land on the border between Dongyuan and Song Yu?
It's very simple, because they dare not walk along the Yunjing Canal, they are asking for a dead end, they can only stay away from the canal.

Going north from the place close to Cangdongyuan, they didn't go slowly to Songyu County until the Yunjing Canal gradually moved away from the border between Songyu and Dongyuan.

And next, as long as you pass the Xishan pass, you can enter Songyu County, you don't have to fight against the sand in the northwest wind, the road is easy to walk, and you can buy some good dry food.

Sun Keren urged the horse under her crotch to make it run faster, and took out the barley cake in her arms because she was a little hungry.

The barley cake is hard and tasteless, and its only good thing is that it is very satisfying.

Sun Keren would definitely not choose to eat this kind of wheat cake under normal circumstances.

But it was different now, and Sun Keren was really hungry, and she ate three barley cakes that she wouldn't normally eat in one go.

Zhang Qiye saw Sun Keren gobbling it up, and he felt a little guilty in his heart. If it wasn't for him, the two of them would definitely not be what they are now.

Zhang Qiye naturally knew that this barley cake was difficult to swallow, but since their food ran out two days ago, the only thing they could still satisfy their hunger was the barley cake bought from a remote village.

It's normal not to eat it. Sun Keren didn't complain that this kind of wheat cake was not tasty.

No matter how hard it is to eat wheat cakes, it is better than eating bark.

During those days that Sun Keren didn't want to mention, she suffered hardship and even hunger.

Although she has not been hungry in recent years, she still has not forgotten the miserable days during that time.

Never forget.

The barley cakes were almost gone.

Are they going to starve too?
That's not the case, because the two of them are almost at the pass of Xishan.

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The hot summer is about to pass, and the footsteps of autumn will follow in the near future.

In the north, the bleak autumn wind brings people not a cool feeling, but a chill.

Even if it’s not autumn yet,

At dusk, the sun sets in the west. From behind the Western Mountain, thousands of colorful clouds are reflected, making the clouds in the sky red, the top of the temple, and the towering roof...

This kind of thought-provoking and sultry scenery can only be seen on this sunny day!

In the distance, two clear bells sounded from the temple, echoing in the wilderness with the north wind...

Temples were originally introduced to Zhongzhou from southern countries. For thousands of years, temples and monks have always been very strange things in the eyes of Zhongzhou people.

The Buddhist temples with very few believers did not give up and leave Zhongzhou, but went deep into various rural towns in Zhongzhou and integrated with the small people in the countryside.

The sound of the bell alerted the hard-working farmers who had been working in the fields all day and were still refusing to rest.

"Heh! The monks in the temple have already started their evening classes, the time flies so fast!"

He breathed a sigh of relief and resentment in his heart and whispered.

He raised his head to look at the sky, and then looked down at the results of his hard work all day. A satisfied smile appeared on his simple and slightly dark face.

Afterwards, they picked up the farm tools, stepped onto the Tianlong, and walked along the trail with a relaxed and steady pace, one after another headed home, some humming some folk songs in minor tunes to show their ease and happiness in their hearts.

The scene in front of me is so pleasant.

This is a small village not far from the Yunjing Canal. After crossing the Xishan Mountain behind the village, you enter Dongyuan County.

The stretch of West Mountain separates Song Yu from Dong Yuan, and it is the stretch of West Mountain that makes Dong Yuan and Song Yu two completely different scenes.

On the west side of the mountain is an idyllic mountain village, but on the other side of the west mountain is a desolation where the north wind howls and the sky is filled with dust.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, on the official road, suddenly there was a rush of Luan bells, mixed with the sound of horseshoes, coming from the east end of the official road.

(End of this chapter)