This year, the winter in Northern Zhili is particularly cold.

From September on, the snow has been intermittent, and it has been more than two months.

In the middle of winter, it is snowing again.

Less than 60 miles away from the capital, they had been blocked by heavy snow for five or six days.

"Bah! This ghost weather!" The post station next to the official road had already lit the lamp before the hour of You, and the outside room was as thick as a night.

A short and thin figure wrapped in a thick cotton jacket trembled and pulled open the thick cotton curtain and rushed into the door, spitting out the snow foam all over his mouth, and spat, but his voice was very sharp.

The lobby of the inn is not spacious, with only five tables on it. In such weather, if you don’t go out, you will definitely not go out for trouble, not to mention that the officials’ families come and go to the inn.

Therefore, at this moment, there was only one person sitting at a table in the lobby. He looked forty years, with a pale face and no beard-looking, and looked a little rich. He was slantingly tilted, favoring the person who had just entered the door, snorted, and said in a sharp voice, "This day, the big sky has the final say, what's the use of being anxious? Let's come here and have a cup of hot tea and warm up, don't run around like a stool, as it makes our eyes hurt."

The man who came in from outside earlier jumped at the door, shook the snow off his body a little, and warmed his hands and feet. Then he rushed to the table and sat down, "Godfather, you said we had paid a lot of tribute last time, why did this thankless errand fall on our father and father? My son looked at it, he must have been the Taoist surnamed Kang. There is also the one lying inside, who can't swallow his breath, and he will be quicker. Will it be bad to drag it like this?" As he said that, he spat again.

He looked up but saw the person opposite him staring at him, "Don't you keep the door in your mouth? You dare to jump out any words, so that people will hear you peeled your skin and put it into a human skin bag and hang it?"

Maybe I remembered something. The man's face turned pale, trembled, raised his hand and smiled, "Son, don't you look at you, godfather, you are just godfather, you are so unrestrained? This ghost weather is really troublesome, and my son also feels sorry for his godfather. He thinks that he can get a good deal soon, and his godfather can also relax."

The one who was called "godfather" snorted and lit up the empty tea bowl in his hand. His "son" immediately understood it. He quickly picked up the teapot, refurbished the tea for him, and then walked behind him, pinched his shoulders and massaged his back.

His godfather's face finally looked better. While closing his eyes and enjoying comfortably, he whispered to his godson's heart, "Don't be impatient. Now that the storm is at the forefront, it's time for Amitabha Buddha to be able to communicate safely. When the snow stops, we will set off."

"That... is lying inside..."

The older man opened his eyes and said impatiently, "What are you afraid of? The daughter of a fourth-rank general's mansion will die if she dies, and she is still afraid that she will not be able to pay it. If the snow stops and still doesn't wake up, that is her life, no wonder we will be. At most, we will give up two taels of silver, let the postmaster here be more tired, and take it to the mass grave and bury it."

After hearing this, my godson finally lost his sorrow, and became happy and flattered, "It seems that my godfather is still wise. It seems that my son should learn more from his godfather."

"Just know." The older man looked at his godson with a slight look, and he couldn't hide his pride. He gently tapped his hands on the table, and hummed a little song in his mouth as he beats, but he didn't mind that the wind and snow were rising outside.

Only the next moment, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves among the yelling of wind and snow outside, and the sounds of horses were urging, galloping from a certain direction.

Immediately afterwards, a loud horse sound and horse hooves stopped outside the station.

The godfather and son looked at each other and saw shock and suspicion in each other's eyes.

Without thinking too much, the next moment, the cotton curtain had been lifted open and a tall figure stepped in.

Under the cover, the flying fish embroidered with gold thread on the collar was staring at the person with a vivid look. The father and son turned pale. Before they could see the face of the visitor clearly, they lowered their eyes.

However, even if they raised their eyes, they could not see the person's face clearly. I wonder if it was because of the heavy wind and snow. The person was wearing a hat on his head, with a very low brim of the hat. Only those with a clear contour and a thin and cold lips were seen.

A copper token was held in his hand with distinct knuckles and handed it to the two of them. The words "Jinyiwei" on the token seemed to press the machine spring, making the waists of the father and son bent most of the time again.

The godfather smiled salivatingly and said hurriedly, "I wonder what sir has to give?"

"Are you Liu Dabao, the sacred palace supervisor?" The man's voice was extremely low, with a bit of deliberate hoarseness.

Unexpectedly, it was for them and he was so clear about where he came from?

Liu Dabao's body was a little inch shorter, "Sir, the younger one is Liu Dabao."

"You are responsible for sending off the offenders to Nanjing Jiafangsi this time?"

Liu Dabao's eyes rolled around, and when he replied, he paused a little, "Yes."

"Among them, is there the daughter of General Mingwei Gu Wenxuan?"

Liu Dabao and his godson looked at each other in shock. This time, the reply paused for a longer time, "Yes, yes, but..."

"Bold!" Liu Dabao's "but" was not yet said, and he shouted loudly, "You don't notice it, and you haven't found out that you are right. You dare to use others as you want to see clearly. This is the daughter of General Mingwei Gu Wenxuan, Gu Huan!"

A girl with both hands cut in her back was pulled in from outside the cotton curtain, and pushed her into front of the two of them.

The girl didn't say a word, but just raised her head slightly silently and proudly, really looking like a daughter of two-point generals.

Only... Liu Dabao and his godson looked at each other silently, exchanging glances that only they understood.

The man in the flying fish suit was impatient and waited again, and his tone lowered a little, "Where is the girl you mistakenly caught?"

Liu Dabao lowered his head and his eyes were rolling around. When he heard the man's warning, he had already made a decision and said with a hurried smile, "It turns out that our family didn't pay attention and almost made a big mistake. Thanks to the adults, this can make up for it. The girl is now lying in the guest room inside. Please come with our family."

Although General Mingwei is also a fourth-rank military official, he is not enough to watch this incident, and he will not be able to see it.

But I didn't expect that the daughter of the family who didn't think of her eyes could still get a separate guest room. The doubts in my heart disappeared when I saw the girl with a bandage on the bed, and her head was covered with blood. She was obviously in a coma and her face was also a pale and blue girl.

So that's it. When he turned around, under the hat, two sharp lights glanced straight at Liu Dabao.

Liu Dabao waved his hand quickly and said, "It's not our business. This girl is too stubborn. She probably doesn't want to join the Jiaofangsi, so she hits the wall while our family is not prepared. Our family also invited a doctor to show her..."
Chapter completed!