Chapter 88: Boiling Medicine

Although Shi Jin was afraid, he finally handed his hand to him. In an instant, he pulled both the person and the baggage onto the horse's back.

"Let's go." The second master shouted softly.

Instantly, starting from the first carriage, the sound of creaking carriage shafts was accompanied by the gentle snoring of the horses.

The sound was not loud, as if the horseshoe was wrapped in cotton cloth, so it did not spread very far.

Shi Jin was covered tightly by the second master's cloak, and through the gap he looked at a long line of torches meandering forward.

"Second Master, why are you leaving the city so late?" Her thin voice was not abrupt among the dull footsteps.

She originally thought that the second master would not answer, but unexpectedly his voice came from above her head, with a slight chill in early winter, "Let's transport some medicinal materials first. Make eye contact during the day, but it will be safer at night."

Shi Jin nodded. The second master was really attentive. He did not use the kind of carriage for loading goods, but only picked up the more spacious man-carrying carriage to load herbs. Even when the victims outside the city saw it, they just thought that some noble person was passing by and would not go there.

I want to go to food and herbs.

The second master and the cavalry all rode at a trot and marched to the gate of Xiangyang. The general guarding the west city gate had obviously got the message a long time ago. After checking the badge handed over by Shi Mo, he waved his hand and the city gate was lowered.

Ximen is already remote, and the refugees have only been driven away during the day. At this time, there is no tragic scene like that seen during the day.

But Shi Jin only felt flustered. The dark night around her seemed to have eyes, watching their long marching dragon in the dark. She couldn't help but tilted into the second master's arms, pressing against his broad chest.

The second master's horse was located slightly behind the convoy. After confirming that all five vehicles had left the city, the convoy and cavalry all started trotting.

Walking fast in winter nights often makes people feel cold all over their bodies. Although Shi Jin is covered by a big cloak, the coldness is like a knife cutting meat, penetrating through the gaps and piercing the body one by one.

She couldn't help but tighten her cloak more tightly, but the gap between her legs was too big, and her legs were numb and cold.

The second master saw that she was shivering so much that he lowered his head and asked her if she wanted to go sit in the carriage?

Shi Jin knew that the cart was already filled with herbs. His lower teeth rang softly and he shook his head, "...No need, I can still hold on..."

He didn't say anything, just reined in his horse, turned her over gently and skillfully, and carried her behind him. Shi Jin's body was suspended in the air for a moment, and as soon as it reset, she was so frightened that she hugged his waist.

The second master's cloak was huge, covering her tightly and blocking her from the wind. Shi Jin felt like he was alive again.

After all, the position at the back was not as stable as the front, to prevent being knocked off by the horse. She tightly wrapped her hands around the second master's waist, and pressed her whole body against his back.

Gradually her body warmed up, and waves of sleepiness came over her again, and she squinted her eyes and dozed off.

The horses traveled all night, and it was not until early the next morning that the convoy stopped in a wilderness.

Don't even think about cooking in a pot. Everyone carries a bag of dry food with them, a water bag to drink some warm water, and a piece of dry food as breakfast.

Shi Jin also pinched out a dry snack from the bag and leaned against a stone to swallow it.

She didn't bring any water, so naturally she didn't have to drink it and didn't bother to drink it. It was really inconvenient to go to the toilet on the way, so she had to keep everything simple.

This was also the first time she had stayed on horseback for such a long time. Not only was the tip of her buttocks numb, but the sides of her thighs were a little raw and painful.

However, the entire convoy only rested for an hour before hurriedly setting off again.

Even though Shi Jin was sleepy, she couldn't sleep. She quite missed the days when she had carriages.

Accepting her fate, she followed the second master on the horse. The second master whispered in her ear, "But do you regret it?"

She pursed her chapped lips and shook her head slightly.

The second master snorted softly from his nose, which seemed to be disdain, but also like a slight sneer.

For a moment, people and horses moved, and the motorcade began to move forward again.

Fortunately, Xiangyang was not far from Nanyang Prefecture. During the day, there were horses to travel, and the traveling speed was more than half faster. It was not until midnight that we finally reached Nanyang Prefecture.

Under the tall and mottled city walls, there are refugees everywhere huddled in the smoke and dust on both sides of the official road. Even at the base of the wall, there are many thin and yellow bodies clinging to them.

Through the brazier high on the city wall, looking from a distance, one could see a dense crowd of people crawling on the ground like locusts.

Looking closer, a thin black dog was vigilantly eating the bones of a little girl in the dark night. There was still some peach pink clothing on her body, and a silver bracelet hung on her bare wrist.

Shi Jin felt a wave of nausea welling up in her throat, and she wanted to vomit...

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Looking at the city wall of Nanyang Prefecture from a distance, which was like a hell on earth, the second master kicked the horse in the belly and said with a bit of chill in his voice, "We will take a detour to Qingyan."

Qingyan was hit the hardest. The floods not only flooded the surrounding villages and villages, but the water was like a raging water dragon, washing away all the obstacles that could be resisted, heading straight for Pengcheng.

Currently, the fifth prince is stopping at Qingyan, setting up a simple felt tent on the high ground to investigate the surrounding flood situation.

At dawn, the convoy finally arrived around Qingyan. The sky was gloomy, as if it might rain at any time. Qi Mojing abandoned his horse and walked to the fifth prince's tent. Guards had already come in to convey the news.

Shi Jin followed the second master and stood motionless in front of the felt tent. Soon, a man wearing a mud-dyed black coarse cloth came out to greet him. Shi Jin only glanced at the man briefly and saw the left side of his cheek.

There was a little black mole on the lower part, and he quickly lowered his head.

The man's eyes also turned around on her clean wild rice skirt and said to her, "Shen He is boiling medicine in the back of the house. If you are free, you can go and help."

Shi Jin hurriedly went to see the second master, and when he saw him nodding slightly, he turned around and walked down the hillside.

Just after turning around the rocks and dirt, I saw a large piece of withered yellow grass extending to the official road, and a simple porridge shed was built. Around the porridge shed, burlap cloth was simply fixed to the tree trunk with ropes to provide a shelter.

Among the five large pots, four are cooking rice porridge, and one is located at the edge. The faint aroma of atractylodes and angelica is slowly rising in the air.

There are several guards around the pot to maintain order and avoid looting.

Although the victims here are sallow and thin, they are in better condition than those in Nanyang Prefecture.

Shi Jin stepped through the mud in his deerskin boots and walked step by step to the fifth cauldron. He saw a child boiling medicine. There was a reclining chair at the end, and a man in white clothes and white hair was lying on it.

Sound sleep.

At this time, the child turned around and asked the person on the recliner, "Master, would you like to add some aconite?"

However, despite asking questions, the man snored loudly and had no words at all.

The little boy had no choice but to make his own calculations and was about to put it in when Shi Jin took the scale from his hand and said, "Aconitum has the effect of dispersing cold and relieving pain, restoring Yang and relieving adverse events. However, Aconitum itself is poisonous and should not be used too much, otherwise it will be too much."

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She weighed it with her hands, determined the exact amount, and put the required Chinese medicines into the big pot in order.

Hearing a gentle female voice helping the child to answer his questions, the person who was sleeping soundly on the recliner rolled his eyelids and saw a girl in brocade clothes. He was too happy to close his eyes at that moment.

Shi Jin didn't know what the man was thinking, so he carefully taught the child how to use the medicine and watched the heat.

Gradually, the aroma of the rice soup over there floated into the air, and the weak victims, dragging their heavy steps, lined up to receive food.

Shi Jin was guarding the big pot, her face gradually stained with sweat. She raised her eyes and saw that the queue of victims was endless, and the rice porridge was sparse and there were only a handful of rice grains.
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