Bianshanhan [farming]

In the early morning, Li Qingwen opened his eyes in Jiang Cong's bed and was still a little dazed. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to be too cold, so he tried his best to drill into the warm place. Unexpectedly...

Just as he was thinking about it, he touched Jiang Cong's chest which was burning hot. He thought he had a fever again, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly called his second brother over to take a look.

Jiang Cong said that his body had always been like this, and Li Qingwen didn't believe him as a patient, so he waited for Li Qingzhuo to come over with his head held high.

Li Qingzhuo looked at it again and again and nodded and said that he didn't have a fever, so Li Qingwen was relieved.

Li Qingwen was a little embarrassed to get into other people's bed at his age, but he was afraid of the cold, and he was a little bit reluctant to part with this natural heat source, so he couldn't think of it.

Seeing the various expressions on his face, Jiang Cong only thought it was funny, so he brought Li Qingwen's clothes under the quilt and asked him to stretch his arms and legs.

Li Qingzhuo had the nerve to get someone to dress him, and quickly got up, breathing in while putting the clothes on his body.

After finishing dressing, he tidied up the bedding, and said in a casual manner: "Brother Jiang, if I move around in my sleep at night, leave me alone, and go back to bed by myself when it's cold."

Seeing his appearance, Jiang Cong smiled, "You sleep very honestly. I thought it was a bit cold to sleep alone, and the two of you could be warmer, so I dragged you here. Why, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Sleep well, sleep well, I'm afraid of touching your wound..."

"It's not that easy to come across." Jiang Cong said, "But Qing Zhuo said that this injured leg won't freeze."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingwen immediately said: "Then I will warm Brother Jiang's bed from now on!"

After walking for seven or eight days, they left Bingzhou, the vegetation was frosty, and the weather was getting colder and colder. Everyone couldn't help speeding up their pace.

The daily itinerary is the same, if you arrive at the resting place earlier, you will be less windy and less cold.

After waking up, Jiang Cong recovered quickly, unwilling to stay on the stretcher, and walked down with a cane.

Li Qingzhuo let him move about by himself, but he was not allowed to be too tired, his body was injured and weak, so he should hide and rest.

After passing through Bingzhou, it was a desolate place to go north. There was not a single town in sight for a few days, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the road.

Xu was a colleague of the Li family, and with Jiang Cong's improvement, the exile team seemed to see hope. After changing from being lifeless before, they gradually became more talkative on the road.

The north wind blew on the face, and the person who was blowing was irritable. In addition, there was still a long way to go. , Hurry up and leave, if it weren't for you plague gods, I wouldn't have to suffer this embarrassment!"

Occasionally a few words, the exiles endured and passed. If the words were fierce, some people would not be convinced, and whispered to the people next to them: "I don't know what the air of the little bastard is. When I suppressed the bandits and killed the enemy, he I'm afraid I haven't crawled out of my mother's belly yet!"

The words spread to the guard's ears along the wind, and they exploded immediately. He swung his whip and whipped it, "Son of a bitch, the prisoner is still so presumptuous, he deserves a beating!"

In such a cold day, the whip was especially hard. After being whipped a few times, my body hurt like a knife cut.

The exile was wearing shackles, so he was naturally inferior to a servant, and he was quickly caught up. When the whip was about to fall, he was caught halfway.

Jiang Cong grabbed the whip with one hand, and said, "Brother servant, you'll get angry after eating it. I'll apologize for him. You're a big man, so just let this one go. It's not easy along the way."

The guard was so angry that he couldn't listen at all. He tried hard to pull back the whip. He used both hands, but still failed.

"Okay, you group of criminals still dare to fight with the officials, you are really tired of work..."

The guard immediately called the people in front and behind, wanting to teach the exile a lesson.

"Stop!" The leading old guard shouted: "Everyone still has the strength to wield their guns and clubs, isn't it walking too briskly, add twenty miles today!"

Although the guards were angry, they didn't dare to make any further moves. They stared at the exile a few times, then turned their heads and continued walking.

The leading old guard did what he said. He passed the post station without stopping, and walked straight forward. He didn't stop until midnight, and he was going to sleep in the wild that night.

This day, Li Qingwen didn't even lift the stretcher, but he was also very tired. After stopping, he leaned directly on the mule cart, unwilling to move.

After stopping, everyone went to collect firewood. If the fire was cut off in such weather, it would be unbearable for the night.

Li Qingwen dragged his broken body to grab hay and food for the mules, when he heard someone shouting ahead, "Jiang Cong, hurry, hurry, there are rabbits!"

Let a man on crutches chase a rabbit? !

Li Qingwen shouted: "Brother Jiang, watch out for your legs..."

Before his voice fell, cheers came from a distance. Li Qingrui came back from fetching water, lit a fire and cooked, and said, "I have meat tonight."

Li Qingzhuo sprinkled the hay he had picked up by the fire, then spread a layer of old coarse cloth on it, took off the quilt and put it on top of the coarse cloth.

Li Maoqun was not as particular about him, so he just threw the bedroll on the ground, glanced at the side inadvertently, and yelled, "No wonder you are so careful, this quilt is still brand new, your mother is afraid that you will be cold on the road, so you took it out on purpose." The bed is thick."

Li Qingrui turned his head to look, and said: "Zhuo'er, this seems to be something your mother made for you when you got married..."

"Use it first, talk about it later." Li Qingzhuo said indifferently.

Li Qingwen carried water to drink the animals while stroking the mule's smooth fur. They were tired enough from walking, but the mule had to pull the cart and so many things, which was even harder.

After a while, Jiang Cong and Jiang Liping came back with several rabbits. Some of the rabbits were not dead, and they were still kicking their legs after being caught by their ears.

Li Qingwen came up to touch the fluffy rabbit fur. His hands, which were numb from the wind, itched and felt very comfortable. "Did you really hit the rabbit?"

"That's not true, with you, Big Brother Jiang, edible living things can't escape!" An older convict said, borrowing a knife from Li Qingrui, quickly opened a few mouths on the rabbit, and then put his hands together Grabbing the rabbit skin, he tore it from the feet to the head, and peeled it off completely.

Jiang Liping put an end to the pain of the still-breathing rabbit, and said: "Jiang Cong can't do it anymore, he could be killed with one blow before, but now he's still alive after two blows."

Jiang Cong was sitting there at the moment and asked Li Qingzhuo to squeeze out the pus and blood, without refuting, he said, "Take care of the rabbit skin."

"Don't worry about that!" Lao Sun, who was peeling the skin, agreed.

The skinned rabbit was chopped into pieces by a knife, and thrown directly into an open jar, with just a little salt added, and it began to cook.

The rack cars are connected end to end, forming a circle outside, and people lit several piles of fire inside, with the whistling wind in their ears, and the night sky with few stars above their heads.

Li Qingwen sat by the fire and baked it for a while, his body finally warmed up after a day of freezing, and he felt a little sleepy, but after the rabbit meat was cooked, the smell went straight to his nose, he tried his best to drink the meat Soup is also good.

After the meat was cooked, Li Qingrui and Jiang Liping talked to each other, and brought two cans to the leader of the guard. The old man nodded and said to lie down early, because he had to walk another seventy miles tomorrow.

Li Qingwen didn't wait in vain, not only soaked a large bowl of broth with pancakes, but also ate several pieces of rabbit meat. After eating, his body was warm, and he fell down and fell asleep.

After Jiang Cong finished his millet porridge, he turned around and saw Li Qingwen fell asleep, with oil stains around his mouth. He wiped it off with his hand, then took off his shoes, and pulled the quilt over to cover him, both sides were tightly tucked in Reality.

Li Maoqun looked at Coke, squatted by the fire, and gnawed on the rabbit's head, "Zaier didn't come here to take care of him, Brother Jiang, it's obvious that Brother Jiang is watching him."

Since Jiang Cong got off the stretcher, he was able to do almost everything by himself, driving a car with shackles, carrying water, lighting a fire and cooking. Li Qingwen was fine after two days of wiping.

Li Qingrui also laughed, "Big brother is not called for nothing."

The snores sounded one after another, and the night was getting deeper. Under the whimpering north wind, several piles of bonfires flickered, and the night watchmen had long since passed out.

A black shadow slowly climbed up from the ground, sneaking towards the exile.

Jiang Cong suddenly opened his eyes and coughed a few times. The black figure was startled, and the object in his hand fell to the ground. Under the faint moonlight, the cold light of the dagger flashed past.

After a moment of silence, Soi Ying quietly picked up the dagger, hesitated for a moment, and retreated.

The next day, Jiang Liping dragged the person who quarreled with the guard yesterday to make an apology. The guard glanced at Jiang Cong and said nothing.

For several days in a row until midnight, the exiles were struggling, and the guards couldn't stand it anymore, so they talked softly to the leader.

The old guard said: "It's not to embarrass the big guy. The date of escort is clearly written on the paperwork, and it won't work if it's a day later. The road behind is more difficult to walk, and you can walk ahead of time. If something goes wrong along the way, you won't be delayed. be punished."

Hearing what he said, even if there were complaints in his heart, no one spoke again.

As Jiang Cong's leg injury healed a little bit, Li Qingwen finally saw his ability to hunt prey with stones. The rabbits they encountered on the road really went into everyone's stomachs. When they reached Yuanbei City, they had already saved more than 70 rabbit fur.

Yuanbei City, also known as Yuanbei Town, used to be a military town, guarding the northernmost pass of Daliang. Later, there was a constant influx of refugees, and the soldiers and civilians gradually lived together. The town grew bigger and bigger, forming a small town. city.

After here, further north, there is no human habitation.

There are still more than 1000 miles ahead, and there are only a few post stations on this section of the road, and each post station is hundreds of miles apart. Therefore, Li Qingwen and the others immediately replenished supplies after arriving in Longbei City.

Without stopping in Yuanbei City, the group immediately left the pass, and almost at the same time, it snowed.

The north is dry, and the snow is like particles. The raging wind blows the snow particles and smashes them on people. The exposed face immediately hurts like being cut by a knife. Can't resist the chill of scratching the bone.

In just a moment, the wild artemisia withered grass all over the mountains and plains was covered by ice and snow, and it was a vast expanse of white everywhere, and it was impossible to distinguish east, west, south, north.

Li Qingwen couldn't lift his head under the heavy wind and snow, buried his face in the rabbit fur around his neck, and walked forward with difficulty.

Jiang Liping and his group are all from Hongzhou. It is rare to see such overwhelming snow in the south.

Hurrying in such weather, can they really reach the border town alive?

Soon, a thick layer of snow fell, and the car was stuck in the snow and could not move. The mule's nostrils sprayed heavy white gas, and everyone pushed the car against the wind and snow.

Someone cried out of fear and cold, Jiang Liping cursed, "I'm not dead yet, why cry! If you want to live, just walk!"

Jiang Cong's wound couldn't stand the cold, so a layer of fine cloth was tied to the wound slightly, and Li Qingzhuo put a thickly sewn rabbit skin on his leg.

All the people walked hard in the snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot. What's worse, they had to spend the night on the snow without a station.

Scrape through the thick snow, grab the dry grass below, everyone gathers around and light the fire, the melted snow water is mixed with the snow, build a snow hut with hands, hiding in it can keep out the wind and snow, but it is still freezing. teeth chattering.

Sitting on the ground, Jiang Cong turned pale. Seeing that Li Qingwen and Li Qingzhuo were frozen like quails, he gave his cotton clothes to the two brothers.

Cotton is grown in the south of Daliang, but the production is small, so it is very expensive. Knowing that the extreme north is icy and snowy, among them, those from decent families have prepared cotton clothes.

Li Qingwen shook his head under the quilt, Jiang Cong pulled the man to him, wrapped Li Qingwen in a cotton coat, wrapped his arms around him in his arms, and tucked his frozen hands into his cuffs.

Li Qingwen wanted to lift Jiang Cong's leg to see the injury, but he was afraid that it would freeze, so he put everything that could be covered on Jiang Cong's leg.

At the end of the day, Li Qingwen's whole body was frozen to death. Being held by Jiang Cong for a long time, his body was cold and his teeth were chattering.

Feeling that he was trembling, Jiang Cong's arms tightened a bit, feeling pity and self-blame in his heart, if it wasn't for him, such a big child would not have suffered this crime.

With a heavy breath on his head, Li Qingwen felt that Jiang Cong's mood had changed, and tremblingly said: "Brother, brother, it's not bad for the cold weather, at least, at least there won't be gangsters coming out to make trouble...you can add more clothes when it's cold , swords don't have eyes."

How could Jiang Cong not know that he was comforting himself, and let out a "hmm".

Li Qingwen's face was pressed against Jiang Cong's chest. When it was warmer and his teeth were not chattering, he could clearly hear the heavy and powerful heartbeat.

For some reason, he was inexplicably at ease, and he whispered: "Brother, I'm hot, are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Jiang Cong's voice came from his head, "The child has a lot of firepower, and my brother seems to be holding a small stove in his arms."

Li Qingwen: "..." Although this body is 13 years old, he used to be sixteen or seventeen years old! !

Li Qingwen snorted with dissatisfaction, "That's wrong, I think Brother Jiang, you have more firepower."

Hearing his reluctance, Jiang Cong smiled silently, "We are both prosperous."

I always feel that he said this like a child who is tolerant and willful. Li Qingwen wanted to argue a few words, but felt that his current appearance was really unconvincing, so he closed his mouth resentfully.