Chapter 231 Be careful not to get married
Shitou wasn't angry either, his face showing a rare bit of seriousness. "The situation at the border is dire right now. We're from a place like this, so we naturally know more than you do. Many places around here have been taken under control. The lord who came from Beijing is seriously ill right now, and there's no telling when he'll pass away. If that happens, the border will probably be even more chaotic."
Song Ci clenched her hands tightly, "You said, you said that the master from the capital is seriously ill..."
"Yes." Shi Tou saw that her face was pale, and immediately guessed that this group of people were looking for a big shot on the border.
I dare not despise it in my heart.
"Okay, I agree to your request. As long as you can take us there, I will heal you. However, I don't have many herbs on me right now, so I can only temporarily slow down the healing of your bones. I'll need to use medicine to stimulate your body before I can complete the treatment."
"Really? Then I can grow tall and mighty."
Facing Shitou's expectant look, Song Ci didn't want to lie, "No. You are fourteen now, and it's too late for treatment. I can only promise that you will be much better than you are now."
There was disappointment on Shitou's face, but he recovered in an instant, "Forget it, as long as I can grow up. I can't always look like a baby."
Next, we need to deal with the remaining people.
They all spoke angrily, saying that it was Shi Tou who discovered Song Ci and his group, and then saw that they were dressed extraordinary and were transporting goods, which made them become suspicious.
If it weren't for the stones, they would have been honest refugees and would never have done such a thing.
"If a single word from someone else can make you do bad things, it just means you have bad intentions." Wanxiang retorted angrily.
"Yes, he has bad intentions." Shitou, who was holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, agreed with a smile.
Wanxiang turned her head and glared at him, then turned to Song Ci and said, "I spoke up for them before and almost let them succeed. But how did the young lady find out? Will they attack again?"
Zhangtou also had this doubt.
They tied the man up and subconsciously thought that the matter was over. It was Song Ci who reminded them that something might happen at night, and they became more alert. Otherwise, they might really be in trouble.
"Because of his hand." Song Ci looked at Shi Tou. Shi Tou was stunned for a moment, then quickly spread out his palm, on which was clearly visible the mark of a sharp tile.
If you hold something for too long, there will be a mark even if you are not holding it in your hand.
The marks on the palm are in the shape of a sharp cone, and you can tell at a glance that it once held something sharp.
"Miss, you are very thoughtful. We admire you." Zhangtou was convinced at this moment.
I thought Song Ci was just a delicate young lady who would be scared to death about going on a long journey. I didn't expect that she had time to observe the mark on the palm of the stone's hand. She remained calm and thoughtful in the face of danger. If she were a man, she would have a bright future.
"Miss, you are so amazing!" Wanxiang said with admiration, and Tian'er beside her also nodded.
Shitou looked at his palm and said, "You noticed this. Are your eyes the eyes of an eagle?"
Wanxiang glared at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How come our lady has eagle eyes? How ugly!"
Seeing that they were about to start cursing again, Song Ci held his forehead and said, "Those who are captured and don't want to die will be responsible for helping to chop wood and light the fire for the next few days. Wanxiang will be in charge of cooking and will also help escort the things. When we get close to the border, I will let you go. But if you have other intentions, I will definitely not show mercy."
Hearing that they didn't have to die, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Shitou pursed his lips and spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth. "If I were you, I would kill them all. Why would you go to the border if you are so kind? You will die."
Although his words were harsh, Song Ci also heard his warning, "None of your business. This is my last warning to them, and to you as well. Next time, I don't mind bloodshed."
Shitou chuckled, tugged at his rag-like clothes, turned over, and fell asleep with his head resting on the weeds.
Early the next morning.
Wanxiang threw some rice into the pot and cooked a pot of porridge, then sprinkled some of the dried meat she had prepared before going out into the pot. After a while, a pot of fragrant meat porridge was ready.
Song Ci asked her to share some with Zhang Tou and others, and the other three people could eat the rest together.
After eating dry food for several days, Zhangtou and others took the meat porridge and took a sip carefully. The warm porridge in their mouths was mixed with the rich aroma of meat and was salty, which was very delicious.
"This young lady's cooking skills are really good. Under such conditions, she can still make such delicious porridge."
Wanxiang never stopped smiling when her craftsmanship was praised.
The refugees from last night gathered together, their stomachs growling one after another. They stared at the meat porridge in the hands of the people, wanting to look but not daring to.
Song Ci drank a few sips, turned around and instructed, "Go and boil some more. It doesn't need to be too thick, as long as it can keep them from starving to death."
"Miss, I understand. If you eat too much, you will have too much energy, but your brain will become bad."
"Go quickly."
Wanxiang ran over and called out, "Come here if you want some porridge. My young lady is kind enough to let me give you some porridge, one bowl for each person. Is there any more?"
The people around were all delighted and called him a kind man, and hurriedly followed Wanxiang.
Those who were lighting the fire and those who were fetching water from the river were all busy at once, wanting to show off their skills in the hope that they might get more porridge.
Seeing Zhang Tou next to him wanting to say something but not daring to, Song Ci smiled and said, "Zhang Tou wants to say that they don't deserve to be treated like this."
"Yes." After these few days, Zhangtou had long put away his contemptuous thoughts and no longer treated Song Ci as an ordinary girl.
"That's okay." Song Ci's smile turned even colder. "They ate my porridge, but instead of doing their job properly, they're still trying to figure things out. I guarantee they'll die without even knowing how."
Zhang felt a chill down his spine, looked at the porridge in Wanxiang's pot, and swallowed hard.
He had begun to feel sorry for these people.
The porridge was cooked quickly and everyone got a bowl. Although it didn't have as much meat as Song Ci and the others had, in those days when people were fleeing, even tree bark and grass roots were eaten up. Being able to drink a bowl of hot porridge was like something out of a dream.
The people gathered to drink porridge suddenly felt a little relieved, thankful that it was Song Ci who had captured them. Their original reluctance began to turn into a bit of willingness. The reason for their raid was not just to eat a mouthful of food and survive.
Whoever can feed them and keep them alive is a good person!
They are willing to work for this lady! Whatever the lady says, that’s what it is!
Shitou also took a bowl of porridge and started to drink it with a slurp. After the soft and glutinous rice went into his stomach, the burning sensation in his stomach disappeared and he felt refreshed.
"I want another bowl."
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