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The author has something to say: Xiao Wei: I'm back, do you miss me!

When it was dawn, Lin Qingyu felt that he could no longer hold on, but his mind was still filled with the scene of being blocked by refugees when they stopped a few days ago, so he didn't dare to rest, and fed the horses some hay, After squinting for half an hour, I woke up with a start.

Fortunately, there was nothing nearby except the rustling wind. He shook his head vigorously to shake off the mud in his mind, and set off again.

After passing through the most severe drought area, Lin Qingyu relaxed a little. He was exhausted after driving for two days. If he didn't rest, he might fall down at any time. .

Perhaps because we are getting closer to the north, the conversation at the front table during the meal is all about Kyoto.

For example, the emperor was fatuous and incompetent and allowed his relatives to be regents, the Jiang family was so powerful that they ignored people's lives, and the empress dowager was bedridden due to a sudden illness, etc., but it was the familiar name Wei Lin who really made Lin Qingyu prick up her ears.

Lin Qingyu held the meat buns in her hands and listened carefully. The people at the table just scolded Wei Lin incidentally while scolding the Jiang family Jiang Wangxu. Lin Qingyu felt extremely uncomfortable hearing such words as admitting a thief as a father, being a minion for a tiger, and running dog.

He wanted to refute those remarks with righteous words, but the people in Beiyang Town said the same, and the people near the capital also said the same, even Lin Qingyu couldn't help being shaken.

The meat buns chewed in his mouth suddenly tasted bad, but without food, he could hardly survive the next few days of travel, so he had to endure the discomfort of nausea, and forcefully swallowed the two meat buns into his stomach with herbal tea.

After taking a short rest, Lin Qingyu didn't stay any longer and was ready to continue on her way.

In just a few days, his clothes were all dusty, and his face was also stained with a lot of dirt, but Lin Qingyu had no time to take care of it. He hurried downstairs, but a tall and strong man bumped into him, almost hitting him. After falling, Lin Qingyu managed to stand still, but he heard the man yelling at him for not going out with his eyes.

He was so angry that his eyes widened, and he wanted to argue with the man, but the man was big and thick, and Lin Qingyu couldn't match him at first glance, even though he was annoyed, he could only hold back his head and leave.

He has a much better temper now. In the past, he would have to argue with reason, but now the priority is to go to Beijing, and he doesn't take these small grievances seriously.

Lin Qingyu was dizzy and drove for a long time. He stopped because his mouth was dry and hungry. He is now in the market, leading a horse, and he can hear endless calls. There are vendors calling out to him from time to time. He shook his head, not caring.

The weather was getting colder, and autumn came quickly in the north. Lin Qingyu was wearing thin clothes, and couldn't bear the cold after all. After thinking about it, she went to a clothing store.

The shopkeepers surrounded him enthusiastically. Lin Qingyu liked a warm coat and was about to pay for it, but when she touched the belt, it was empty.

Lin Qingyu froze for a moment, fumbled left and right, but still couldn't find the purse, and suddenly panicked.

His mind skipped a beat, and he immediately thought that it was the tall man who bumped into him at the inn two hours ago. Lin Qingyu stomped her feet in anger, turned around and ran outside.

But going back to the inn now will not help. He is standing in the cold wind, helpless and confused. Without money, he will not be able to rest on the way, even eating is a problem. How can he get to the capital?

He hated himself for being too unguarded, and was angry that the thief was extremely hateful. He felt infinite grievances in his heart, and he walked down the street in a daze while leading the horse, tears falling down one by one.

Passers-by looked at him in surprise, and he knew it was embarrassing, but he couldn't help it. If possible, he wanted to find a place to hide and cry bitterly, to vent all his grief and anger.

Lin Qingyu had no choice but to endure the hunger and continue to mount the horse. He couldn't eat enough or sleep enough, and was hit one after another. He was groggy and almost fell off the horse when he was inattentive.

If this continues, he will either die of exhaustion or starvation on the road. Lin Qingyu's legs and feet are weak, and he smells the fragrance from the roadside stall. My stomach growled non-stop.

The horse also kicked its hooves impatiently because of the rush, Lin Qingyu stroked its mane, it hummed non-stop, he said helplessly, "You are too unlucky to follow me."

The more he talked, the more listless he became. Lin Qingyu didn't dare to get on the horse again, and walked down the street with people coming and going, looking up and seeing the ox carts going to the market, thinking of a plan.

He hesitated again and again, stroking the horse's hair, came to the livestock market, and said uncomfortablely, "I have no choice, you can't follow me anymore, I must go to Beijing."

The horse is a good horse, and it was sold for a good price. Before Lin Qingyu left, he didn't even dare to look at the horse, and almost ran away. For the amount of five, I bought thirty white flour steamed buns.

Immediately afterwards, he sneaked into the stables of the inn, and finally found a caravan going to Beijing, and gave all the money left over to buy the horses to the groom, begging the groom to take him to Beijing.

Fortunately, there were only a few people, and the groom was very happy. He just said that Lin Qingyu could only sit in the cargo cart and asked him if he could endure hardship.

Lin Qingyu nodded her head violently, slowly returning her heart to its place.

As long as he can go to Beijing, he can suffer any hardship.

From the very beginning, Lin Qingyu knew what suffering was.

He was stuffed in the carriage as a cargo, and put together with a large pile of sauerkraut jars. At first he couldn't bear the sour smell, and vomited and vomited in the bumps, but within two days, he felt that he had become sour too. Carrots smell bad all over the body, as long as they walk on the street, they will definitely be looked down upon by everyone.

The caravan seldom rested, and Lin Qingyu was able to catch his breath when he was resting. When he found the water source, he took a look from the lake and saw that he was unkempt and his clothes were wrinkled and stuck to his body. Lin Qingyu took water to clean up briefly, but still couldn't get rid of the stench all over his body. He was so angry that he slapped the water surface fiercely, and the splashed water wetted half of his body. In the end, it was himself who suffered.

Lin Qingyu thought she could hold on, but after driving for three days, she couldn't help hiding in the jar and crying secretly. He was like a little mouse that got into a hole, afraid that others would see his distress and embarrassment, and put his face on his face. Buried in the crook of his arms, his hands were covered with tears and snot, and his whole body was dirty, not to mention the young master of the Lin family who returned to the glory of the day, even the people in the slums were cleaner than him.

On the ninth day, the dawn finally ushered in.

The groom told him to go five miles further to the gate of the capital city, and they had different routes, so Lin Qingyu was asked to go there on foot.

The five-mile road said whether it was far or not, but after so many days of wasting, Lin Qingyu was exhausted. He forced himself to wear the tattered coat that the groom gave him to keep him warm, and brought his only ten Wen Qian tremblingly walked towards the city gate of Kyoto.

Autumn in the north is fierce, Lin Qingyu can't help but tremble when the wind blows, he knows that he should have a low fever, but the reality doesn't allow him to stop, he can only drag his heavy steps forward step by step No, the eyes are all black.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the sky suddenly darkened. Lin Qingyu thought it was going to be dark, but she heard deafening cheers from all around, "It's going to rain, it's going to rain!"

He looked up in a daze, and there were dark clouds drifting across the sky, covering the light.

How long has it been since it rained?Before Lin Qingyu could figure out why, there was a tick, and raindrops fell down.

The long drought meets the nectar, and the happy event in the world, the villagers ran out shouting and screaming, some cried and grabbed the ground, some knelt down to thank the sky, and after a while, dark clouds covered and heavy rain, but no one took shelter from the rain, Lin Qingyu also stood In the rain, there was a gleam of joy in his drowsy head. He stretched out his hand to catch the rain, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide to let the rain fall into his mouth. Although he was exhausted, he still showed a smiling face.

It's raining, and the drought is about to end.

Lin Qingyu was drenched in the rain for a while, took advantage of the rain and staggered forward, even the sky had mercy on the people, and if the rain came to relieve disasters, then he must also show mercy to his brother and let him seek the help of the holy doctor.

With such thoughts in mind, he continued on his way in the rain. The heavy rain hit him, and the strong wind blew up, making him tremble all over, but his face and heart were hot. He believed that as long as he was strong enough If you are brave and determined, you will surely reach Kyoto.

You have endured the hardships of thousands of miles, so why be afraid of this mere five miles?

It wasn't until the capital city gate appeared in front of Lin Qingyu that he finally felt the dust had settled.

He really came to Kyoto alone!

Lin Qingyu suddenly wanted to cry loudly, he walked slowly into the city gate with soft legs, it had just rained and the ground was muddy, his body was also wet, his hair was disheveled, like a beggar.

Many eyes fell on Lin Qingyu, as if he didn't know, his eyes were like a torch, he walked step by step, walked into the tall and majestic city gate, and walked into the bustling capital. Along the way, he had seen the desolation of the refugees, and he had experienced all kinds of suffering, but Kyoto, which is far away at the foot of the emperor in the north, is so prosperous.

The shadows of the fragrant cars, the crowds in the busy city, it seems that the misery in this world is isolated from the capital.

Lin Qingyu stumbled and wandered on the streets, he was enveloped in great fear, and asked himself one sentence at a time, what would happen when he arrived in Beijing, would the holy doctor see him, could he really ask the holy doctor to heal his brother?

He was so confused that he didn't even notice the abnormality on the road.

There was a satin-wrapped carriage in front of it, which was extraordinarily luxurious. The brown horse opened the way and went on the market arrogantly. Passers-by saw the carriage and gave way one after another, but Lin Qingyu, who was in a state of confusion, went up to him in a daze.

It was too late when Lin Qingyu noticed something strange.

"Where does the beggar come from, dare to block the way of my adults?"

A vicious follower pointed at Lin Qingyu and yelled at her.

Lin Qingyu raised her head in a daze, only to see Gao Ma in front of her, dazed for a moment, with buzzing conversations beside her ears, as if she was pitying him for bumping into some great person.

When Lin Qingyu first entered the capital, Lin Qingyu should have been cautious, but he was so exhausted that he raised his eyelids, and his eyes turned black.

The entourage stepped forward in anger and grabbed Lin Qingyu's collar. Lin Qingyu felt severe pain and was thrown out like a rag.

"My lord, how to deal with it?"

A steady voice came from inside the carriage, "Twenty sticks, get out of Kyoto."

How domineering?

Lin Qingyu, who was in pain and confusion, heard the voice, but suddenly opened his eyes. He stared blankly at the closed carved car door, and was in a daze for a moment, thinking that he heard a familiar tone.

How can it be?That person would not be so domineering.

Thinking back when he rode a horse in the street, that person was angry with him for a long time because of it, how could he embarrass a commoner who just accidentally blocked the way?

Lin Qingyu shook off the useless memories, and when his attendants were about to step forward with sticks, he tried his best and said loudly, "This road is opened for the people, and I am also the people passing by. Why do you want to punish me with the stick?"

Everyone gasped because of his audacity.

And the next moment, the carved wooden door suddenly opened wide, and a figure leaned out.

It was noon, the washed sky was clear, and the sun was slightly cool, but it was enough to illuminate the people who got out of the carriage.

His long ink-splashed hair was raised high with a silver crown, revealing a smooth forehead. This person had a face that turned all sentient beings upside down, with fair skin, facial features that were as cold as a knife cut, and even the lips were light-colored, showing his beauty. Alienated and indifferent, he was wearing a dark brocade robe with patterned clouds, and black boots trimmed with silver thread on his feet. His shoulders were broad and his waist was slender, and his stature was tall and straight. Such a person had appeared repeatedly in Lin Qingyu's dreams.

In the dream, he was the highly respected Tanhua Lang, dressed in official robes, clean and upright, and killing harm for the people.

Lin Qingyu was stunned, looking at the dazzling face on the carriage in disbelief, her voice was hoarse and ugly, and finally called out the name in her dream, "Wei Lin..."

Wei Lin also looked at him deeply, his pupils were like bright obsidian under the sunlight, he looked at Lin Qingyu for a long time, but he never smiled, his sword eyebrows were deeply furrowed, his voice turned into a rage, and he said, "Come here , Take this troublemaker down, and I will personally interrogate him."

Every word penetrated Lin Qingyu's heart.

The sudden change made Lin Qingyu take two steps back, he parted his lips, and watched Wei Lin sit back in the carriage again, and the carved wooden door closed again and again without a trace of remembrance.

Some followers tied him up, and Lin Qingyu burst into tears from the pain.

He wanted to roar, shout, and ask if you were my Wei Lin, but in the end he couldn't utter a single word, and passed out because his body had reached its limit.

He thought, this must be a nightmare, the person in front of him is definitely not Wei Lin.

Wei Lin would not treat him like this, let alone bring harm to the innocent, and become a sycophant that everyone fears.