Rise From the Humble

In the afternoon of May, the fields were filled with the strong fragrance of flowers, and wild flowers of all colors were in bloom, red, pink, and blue, decorating both sides of the official road with great splendor. In the blazing sunshine, butterflies and bees danced from the meadows dotted with wild flowers.

The discordant chirping of cicadas echoed in the bushes and woods.

The rice has also entered the filling period before it matures. Old farmers carrying baskets on their backs and carrying farm tools gather in groups, humming wild tunes and chatting about the harvest, as they go to the farmland along the wide official road. When they were approaching the farmland, there was a sound of horse hooves coming from behind, which attracted the attention of the old farmers, and they all turned around and looked back.

In the distance, I could see cars rattling, horses rustling, and smoke and dust billowing on the broad official road.

"Who is this?" The old farmers looked at each other. They couldn't see clearly from a distance, but they could only vaguely see the carriages and horses.

However, they didn't wonder for long. Soon, the huge carriage and horse were less than thirty meters away from everyone, and they could see it clearly. After they could see a little more clearly, these old farmers crawled to both sides of the official road and got out of the way in time.

Although ordinary people can also walk on official roads, if they encounter officials traveling, ordinary people must give way in time, otherwise they will violate the law. Under normal circumstances, even when officials are passing by, ordinary people have to stay on both sides of the official road and wait in a polite manner for the officials to pass.

No common people feel that there is anything wrong. As for the official way, if the officials cultivate it, they have to let others go first.

Ten war horses came roaring in two rows. When they got close to the old farmer, they picked up the reins, slowed down the horses, and galloped forward slowly. On the war horse was a fully armed sergeant. He glanced at the prostrate old farmers on both sides with an expression on his face. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk. When he saw that he did not carry any sharp blades or other objects, and there was indeed no safety risk, he withdrew his gaze.

When the horses passed by, the old farmers glanced quietly, and then breathed carefully. It was hot in May, but the sergeant who had just passed by was fully armed from top to bottom, including a helmet, ear protection, neck protection, and shoulder pads. , body armor, breastplate, leg armor.

It can be seen at a glance that they are completely different from the carefree soldiers in the guardhouse. Their eyes are those who have experienced a life-and-death bloody battle.

After the leading ten horses, there was a massive motorcade, which stretched for a long time, with a total of seven or eight carriages. Each carriage had a triangular red flag with the word "Li" on it. There are uniformly dressed guards at the front and rear of the motorcade, riding horses to patrol.

The carriage in the middle of the convoy is larger than the carriages in front and behind. The four windows of the carriage are like a mobile house, and the workmanship is more exquisite. The outside of the spacious carriage is carved with flowers, and is drawn by three horses with bright coats. There are two flags, in addition to the triangular red flag with the word "Li", there is also a red red flag with the word "Zhu".

"Where are the three horse-drawn carts?"

"What a majestic person. What kind of official is traveling with his family? We can also sit in that carriage sometime."

After the convoy went far away, the people lying on the roadside gasped and stood up, patted the dust on their bodies, looked at the traces of the carriages and horses in the distance, and were filled with envy.

"What are you dreaming about in broad daylight? Planting your land well is the fundamental thing."

An old farmer slapped his young son who was standing aside stupidly, and woke up everyone. Then the old farmers glanced at him from a distance with envy, then took their farm tools and walked to the fields.

The massive convoy in front moved along the official road for a while. When the official road curved, it changed to another straighter road and continued to move towards the north.

Changed lanes several times, all the way north.

I don’t know how long we walked, but the carriages and horses that had not stopped for a long time slowly stopped.

"We're almost in the capital, why don't you leave?"

A girl asked from the largest carriage in the middle. A small hand pushed open a window from the inside, and then a girl with a round face with baby fat poked her head out from the inside, bulging her small mouth and looking at the people outside the carriage. The nursing home inquired and urged to move forward.

"I'm sorry, Miss Hua'er. Please tell me, Miss. We can't go forward at the moment. The wooden bridge in front of us is broken. Although the river is not wide, the water is not shallow, so we can't wade across the river." Hearing the sound, he came over. Protect the hospital, ride your horse over, point to the river in front of you and reply.

"Then what should we do?" The girl with a bun face wrinkled her bun face.

"I sent someone to the village to ask for directions. There are no other bridges nearby. The nearest one is ten miles downstream. However, because there are mountains on the other side of the river downstream, you have to go around twenty miles to cross the river," Huyuan replied.

"Ah, it's already this time. One more hour to come and it will be evening. After crossing the river and taking such a long detour, it will take another day to walk." Hearing this, the girl with a bun face curled up her small mouth and frowned her eyebrows. .

"Miss, this is terrible. Let me ask you clearly. The bridge in front is broken. There is another bridge ten miles downstream. It's just that you have to take a detour of more than twenty miles to cross the bridge." The girl with the bun face retracted her head from outside and sat down. The girl in the middle replied, very anxious.

The interior of the carriage is very comfortable, with curtains hanging on all sides. There is a rosewood coffee table with built-in fruit plates and tea products, a Ru kiln flower bag filled with newly picked wild flowers; there is also a small stove in front of the coffee table, carefully designed by craftsmen. It is fixed with a delicate shelf to prevent bumps; there is a shelf near the window where the dowry and a copper-inlaid glass mirror are placed.

Behind the coffee table is a soft couch, covered with silk of moderate thickness, with a beautiful girl leaning on the soft couch.

The girl has a delicate appearance, her complexion is white and greasy, her eyes are as dark as ink, lightly painted with powder, and her lips are like cherry blossom petals. She is indescribably beautiful.

Her long black hair is tied up in a bridal bun. The hair ornaments on the bun are layered, exquisite and luxurious. They are made of gold wire and are made of flower branches and stamens, decorated with red orbs. There are also golden butterflies hanging down. They droop as the carriage trembles. The golden butterfly swayed accordingly. The gold hairpins on both sides of the bun and the earlobe pendants are also the same as Bu Yao, with red orbs dotted and red pearls hanging down.

The graceful Qianban wore a long red dress with gold thread trimming the edges and outlines of peonies and cloud patterns.

Beautiful and luxurious.

The face is as beautiful as a fairy, and the temperament is as luxurious as a princess.

"You can't take a detour, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with Mr. Stinky Toad's birthday."

The pretty girl held a volume of "The Book of Songs" in her hand, but her mind was not on the "Book of Songs". After hearing the question from Baozi's maid, she shook her head slightly and turned her gaze to the window.

Seeing this, Baozi's maid obediently opened the window so that her young lady could see the scene in front of her clearly.

The pretty girl looked forward through the window. After a moment, her black eyes lit up, and she called the bun girl to her and gave her a few instructions.

After a while, the car door opened, and Baozi's maid walked out and walked towards the river. Accompanied by the nurse, she covered her nose and knocked on the door of a house by the river.

The yard is a bit broken and the smell is not very good.

"Hey, old man, how much does this shabby house of yours cost?" Baozi's maid asked, covering her nose and pointing to a wooden house in the old man's yard.

"Ah, why?" The old man who opened the door was shocked.

"Would you like it?" Baozi's maid urged, covering her nose.

"Give me ten taels of silver, and I..." The old man opened the door and thought for a moment. He still had two houses in his house, and this dilapidated house had not been lived in for several years and it leaked.

After hearing this, the maid of Baozi took out a ten-tael silver note from the sachet on her waist without thinking, handed it to the old man, and then said, "If you remove a few long wooden strips from this broken house, you can put two pieces of silver in it." If the bridge in front of your door is repaired within a quarter of an hour, I will return your shabby house to you."

"Really?" The old man opened his eyes.

"Hurry up, from now on, I won't pay you back after the time has passed." Baozi's maid urged.

The wealth moved people's hearts, so the old man called a few neighbors, and quickly removed a few beams from the dilapidated house, and repaired the bridge within two-quarters of an hour.

The convoy crossed the wooden bridge without stopping for a moment and continued to move forward, getting closer and closer to the capital.