Mei Gongqing

Wang Zhuo looked down for a moment and waved to everyone to step back.

The convoy stopped, fed the horse a little water again, and set off again.

In order to save water, the royal family did not cook, and only some dry food was served for dinner. These dried grains were accompanied by some water. Due to the large number of people, only one basin of water was delivered per team of 10 people. At sunset in the west, Wang Zhuo stood at the front of the car and said seriously: "Gentlemen, the rest of the water is in your hands. Before you find the water source, you can still save it.”

There was a buzz in the team.

Of all these noises, Wang's seventh daughter's voice was the loudest, and she screamed: "Father, how can we have as much water as everyone else? Don't you see how expensive that is? ”

Speak up, all quiet.

Squeeze, all guards and servants, and bow your head. It seems that everyone is holding their breath, and the air is filled with a kind of condensation and tension.

Wang Zhuo glanced at all the tall and courageous guards and turned to Wang's Seven Ladies to drink loudly: “Shut up! If you are already on the same path, you will have to taste the bitterness together. You can't say that again! ”

When the voice fell, Wang Zhuo looked at the superiors with gratitude.

Where did the Seven Daughters of the Wang family ever get beaten up like that by their father? Now the little face pulls the elder, the tears roll in his eyes. By her side, she was whispering at her brothers and sisters.

At this point, the eastern sky rose a round of faint moons. The moonlight hung in the gray-covered sky, if not looked at carefully, it would not have been discovered.

The convoy is on its way. As the last rays of light faded, the guards lit torches, and in the autumn wind, those torches hunted, adding a little vitality to the fleet of motorists operating at night.

The convoy walked fast because of the anxiety in its heart.

Chen Rong sat in the carriage, her team was small, and because everyone got her orders from the beginning, except for a very dry mouth to drink some water to moisturize the throat, she never wasted, so after a day, the water in the barrel was still full.

Therefore, the Chen family seemed much more comfortable than the anxiety outside.

Time went by, and I didn't know it, the convoy had walked in the middle of the night, until the moon went up to the middle of the day, people still found desperately that I hadn't seen half a drop of water all the way!

Wang Zhuo had to send people to the nearby common people to find out where the water was. Only then did we know that the nearest source of water here is also 40 miles of mountain road, the mountain road is rugged and difficult, even if the local people are used to the mountain passers-by, it will take two days and one night to carry the water back. For this reason, after the rains failed, the villagers became displaced and moved to the south.

This evening, the convoy never stopped, until dawn, when the thirsty ride replenished the moisture with the little dewy beads on the side of the road. Of course, the royal family could not drink the dewy beads like animals.

It wasn't until the sun came up again that the royal family felt bad about it that they drank the parking team, took a break, and thought about it. At this time, the men they sent to explore had not yet returned.

At noon, the royal family ran out of water, and all began to face endless thirst.

Finally, the eyes of Wang's sons turned to because there had always been water supplementation, appearing to be a spiritual team of Chen family.

There was a crisp sound of horseshoes ringing in Chan's ear.

Flat his head and whispered to the carriage: "Lady, the royal family is here. ”

“Mm-hmm." The sound from the carriage remained calm and intact.

At this moment, her tone makes her feel flat and steady.

Not long later, Wang Goro's voice came from outside the carriage, “Ayung, please don't look strange.” In his voice, I'm sorry.

The curtains opened.

At the same time, Wang's brothers' eyes lit up, revealing a mixture of jealousy and envy - at a time when Chen's face was still clean and his hair was bright, but he was not tired of the wind and dust. Compared to her, where else do they look like noble brothers of the old days?

Chen Yong smiled at the Lady Wang. She didn't wait for them to ask. “If you don't dislike it, move this bucket of water. This bucket was used in my past bath and is quite clean. The two remaining barrels, the servants in the palace, have terrorized your noble bodies. ”

Her voice was very sincere. She knew that the drought was not of such magnitude that in a few days they would be able to emerge from it. What she needs now is the kindness of the royal family and a good reputation to be spread by the gentry.

Wang's people never thought she would be so happy. When she came, Wang's seventh daughter still thought a dozen words in her heart to accuse her, to spit on her, to force her, but these words are not worthy of use!

The crowd was stunned and Wang Goro coughed and took the lead in arching her hand and leaning over her head.

Shortly afterwards, three royal servants arrived. They lifted Chen Yong's bathtub and walked forward.

When the water reached Wang Zhuo, the seventh woman of Wang's family flattened her mouth and said with hatred: "Father, there are only half a barrel left! Hmm, that Chen Yong must have been washing all the time to waste so much! ”

As soon as her voice landed, Wang Zhuo glanced at her severely, and he whispered: “What is this? You're not only grateful, you're angry. My royal family, when will I have a daughter like you? ”

That's a lot to say.

In fact, he had to drink and curse. The seventh daughter of the Wang family has a pretty loud voice, and there are a lot of people around.

Wang's seven daughters never thought of it and were scolded like this by their father. And this time, the disgust in her father's tone was something she'd never heard. At the moment, tears were pouring in her eyes, sucking heavily on her nose, the seventh daughter of Wang suddenly pulled up the curtains and shrunk into the car. Not long later, the wagon cried.

A middle-aged man persuaded: "Young children, what she says cannot be true. ”

Wang Zhuozheng drank heavily: “She is as big as Chen's Aaron. How can she be so young that Aaron can move in and out like this? ”

He sighed long and closed his eyes and said: "Bring Ayung here, hey. ”

When Wang family came to invite Chen Yong, Chen Yong did not delay, and immediately followed him.

Far away, she was still in the carriage, so she blessed Wang Zhuoying with great respect: “Chen Yong has met Wang. ”

Her expression, her tone, her great respect, that respect, even outweighed the previous two days.

Wang Zhuomei, that wrinkled eyebrow, unconsciously spread out. He waved at her mercifully, calling out: "Ahrong came closer. ”

“Yes.”

“Ayung, uncle asks you, how did you expect this drought? Why are you so decisively watering and dampening the satin? Has any god inspired you to know that there has been such a change in this journey? ”

When referring to the word ’god', Wang Zhuo intensified his tone, looking into Chen Yong's eyes, he inadvertently added a hint of the wings.

Chen Rong understood his wings. At this time, she was blessed and drooling her head. He said with great respect: “Uncle did not expect bad. ”

Six words came out, Wang Zhuo's eyes were bright, and the whispers around him were quiet.

Chen Rongqiao, respectfully said: “When Chen Rongqiao first entered the state, he dreamed of an old man with white hair who was looking too hard at the cracked fields. The next day I heard the brothers of the royal family say that when there was too little water in the field, I suddenly remembered this dream, which was reported to the royal highness. ”

Wang Zhuo nodded and sighed: “It turns out it's a warning from heaven. It's just me. I don't believe in ghosts.” In this era, the Confucian family is being broken, and the Taoist Buddhist family flourishes, not believing in the Mozi ideas of the ghost gods, and there are residues in the folk. Wang Zhuo masked his mistake with the phrase "unbelieving in ghosts”, which was to trivialize the big mistake of his bad words.

At this moment, not only Wang Zhuo, but also Wang's sons and daughters, looked at Chen Rong with great fondness. Not only did she very decisively admit the ghost warnings, but she also mentioned that the Royal Juveniles had long discovered the drought. In this way, if the world talks about it, it will only say that they are too reckless.

Wang Zhuo reached out and caressed his beard. After getting the answer he wanted, he waved his hand, indicating that Chen Yong was leaving.

Chen Rong's carriage had just taken a few steps. He suddenly remembered something and asked: “Ayung, I don't know how many more days of drought do you have to understand?” After he asks these worried people, he talks about what he really wants to ask, "How many more days do we have to walk before we can undress? ”

Chen Yong indicated that the carriage had returned. She gave a gift, shook her head and replied respectfully: “This, Chen Yong doesn't know.” In Wang Zhuo's disappointed expression, she said inaccurately: "It won't take long, will it? ”

“I hope so, back off. ”

“Yes.”

Wang Zhuo looked at Chen Rong's wagon and reached out and caressed his elongated beard. Suddenly he said: "This looks good, it suits my royal family! ”