Chapter 52: Remember, it’s best not to provoke the Gu family
Although he was not as agile as before the poisoning, he was much better than the weak state he had in the morning.
"I'll tell you, with my medical skills, I guarantee you'll recover quickly after taking the medicine!"
Ran Qingxuan, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head and said with a deliberately proud attitude.
Now the officials were even more wary of Ran Qingxuan. After all, the road of exile would only become increasingly cold, and there would be times when they would be walking in uninhabited areas for more than ten or twenty days.
If these people fall ill during that period, it would be fine if the herbs prepared in advance are suitable for the disease. But if they are not, then they would not be able to find a doctor for treatment and might even die on the way.
In their opinion, since Ran Qingxuan could cure illnesses, it would be like an extra layer of protection for them, the officials, during their escort.
But at the same time, Ran Qingxuan, as a prisoner, will also be able to control them because of this.
As the head of the escorts, Bu Wei naturally thought of this. With a gloomy look in his eyes, he began to think about how to get along with Ran Qingxuan in the future.
He is ruthless, quick-witted, skilled, and cannot afford to suffer any loss. This is Bu Wei's opinion of Ran Qingxuan.
But at the same time, Bu Wei knew very well that the Gu family was Ran Qingxuan's bottom line. As long as he did not touch her bottom line, it would be best if they could reach the northwest safely.
Having made up his mind, Bu Wei gave a stern warning while the officials were releasing the water in batches. The officials also understood this and nodded in agreement with Bu Wei's opinion.
However, there were a few people in the team who were not very happy about this. They thought that Bu Wei, as the leader of the rescuers, was a little too pessimistic.
Someone complained quietly while Bu Wei was away, and Qian Zheng immediately raised his eyebrows and scolded him.
"What the boss said makes sense. Not only is the journey long, but it also happens to be winter. You have experienced all kinds of situations in the northwest. Do you need me to explain more?"
A few of those who were unhappy immediately looked miserable. Indeed, there was no particular day to choose when escorting prisoners.
If you are lucky, the weather may be good and the distance may be close. If you are unlucky, the official may die on the road.
"Remember, you'd better not provoke the Gu family, otherwise if the Ran family makes trouble, it will cause trouble for the boss, understand?"
Seeing them nod, Qian Zheng went to replace other officers. The people who were warned looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.
Behind a tree not far from the group, an officer was leaning against the tree with a thoughtful look on his face. When he saw his colleagues leaving, he quietly followed them.
Ran Qingxuan sat beside the cart to rest. In fact, he took advantage of Bu Wei's absence to secretly feed Gu Yanchen some glucose.
The sun became hotter as it approached noon. Because there was an official on the cart, Gu Yanchen had to endure the scorching sun to avoid being discovered that he was pretending to be unconscious, and he dared not move at all during the entire process.
When the officers came back, the team moved forward again amid wailing.
Due to the urging of the officials, the team of more than 20 people hurried and finally arrived at the post station at around 1:30 in the afternoon.
There were originally many merchants resting in the post station. When they saw a group of people dressed as officials rushing in, they habitually looked outside, then immediately packed up their things and left without looking back.
When Ran Qingxuan saw these people leaving as if they had seen ghosts, she frowned instantly.
Qian Zheng, who was standing nearby, saw this and took the initiative to explain for Ran Qingxuan.
"Post stations outside the capital are not very safe. Some merchants and messengers often change horses, rest for a while and then leave. If they encounter a team escorting exiled prisoners, they basically won't stay for long!"
Ran Qingxuan raised his eyebrows: "Why, are you afraid that we prisoners will rob them?"
The merchant who was harnessing a carriage outside suddenly felt his hands tremble and his legs go weak, and he almost fell to his knees.
The appearance of this scene made Ran Qingxuan even more curious.
Seeing that Qian Zheng had no intention of continuing, Ran Qingxuan did not ask any more questions and turned to look at the post station in front of him.
The construction of the post station was not very good, and it was obvious that it had been weathered. In addition to the front hall for people to rest, there were several carriages of different sizes parked in the backyard, and other than that there was a simple stable.
Ran Qingxuan wanted to buy a carriage so that Gu Yanchen could lie more comfortably, but considering that the horses eating hay in the stable were specially provided for the messengers, he gave up the idea.
Bu Wei was helped by Qian Zheng to go into the post station to rest. The prisoners were not qualified to go in, so they could only resign themselves to the scorching sun and find a shady place in the corner to avoid the scorching sun above their heads.
The prisoners could no longer hold on and as soon as they arrived at the place, they immediately leaned against the wall and gasped for breath.
The officers familiarly asked the postmaster to help prepare food and fill the water bags. The prisoners looked forward to it eagerly, but what they got was still black vegetable steamed buns.
When the officials were distributing the steamed buns, most of the people had sad faces. Some could not bear it any longer and hugged the officials' legs and kept begging for some normal food.
Ran Qingxuan watched all this with an expressionless face. Instead of begging for mercy, he might as well just take a break and save his energy.
Sure enough, the next second, the sound of whips and wailing were heard. Ran Qingxuan turned his head to look at the officials in the post station, and then looked at the Gu family members sitting next to him.
Not only were they caught in the rain and exposed to the sun yesterday, but they also had to sleep in the wild at night. The faces of the women of the Gu family and Old Madam Gu had already looked very ugly along the way, and their bodies had probably reached their limits.
He did have the right medicine in his own space, but because Bu Wei also sat on the cart, he could hear Madam Gu's occasional coughing.
If they were found out that they hadn't even taken the herbs and were still fine, they would inevitably arouse suspicion from others.
Ran Qingxuan stood up and walked into the post station, heading straight for Bu Wei who was sitting at the table.
The postmaster of the post station just brought out the food and saw Ran Qingxuan dressed as a prisoner. He immediately started scolding him.
"Hey, hey, hey, is this a place where a prisoner like you can come in? Get out of here right now."
Bu Wei turned around and saw that it was Ran Qingxuan. Just as he was about to tell her that the steamed buns from the Gu family would be delivered later, a deafening howl suddenly came from the stable where the horses were tied in the backyard.
The officers immediately stood up and were on guard, and the officers guarding the prisoners outside also drew their swords and pointed them at the prisoners who were about to stand up.
The official who followed Bu Wei in was about to go to the backyard to see what was going on when a post officer came running in in panic with blood all over his body, crying and slapping the postmaster's thigh.
"Postmaster, hurry up... hurry up... your kid pulled the horse's tail and got trampled by the horse!"
"What?"
The postmaster's face turned pale instantly, his hands and feet went limp and he felt as if the sky was falling. He couldn't help sliding to the ground, stammering, and couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
"Don't be anxious, Lao Feng. Go and take a look first. Go and see what's going on first!"
Qian Zheng and his friends were familiar with the postmaster, so they immediately helped the man up and walked towards the backyard.
The post officer who came to report the news was covered in blood, and was probably so frightened that he could hardly stand steadily. The postmaster couldn't even move his legs when he saw him like this.
"People... people... people still..."
The postmaster's dark face was covered with tear marks and he looked extremely embarrassed. As he was supported by Qian Zheng and the others and walked forward, he couldn't help but ask cautiously.
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