She was a woman with a very delicate face, not exactly beautiful, with crystal fair skin, round and rosy cheeks, and big eyes under two willow-leaf eyebrows.
She smiled slightly at Song Mu. Although she pursed her lips, the smile suddenly lit up her entire face. The upturned corners of her mouth and downturned eyes gave people a feeling of innocence and simplicity.
At this moment, she was wearing a dark purple fur coat, with her hair in a bun, tied with two tiny silver flowers and a jade hairpin. With her face lightly painted with pink and white, she looked even more charming.
The two people's eyes only met briefly, and the other party just glanced at Song Mu and then gently lowered the curtain.
But Kong Zong's voice over there pulled Song Mu back.
"Jing Zhao, what are you looking at?"
Kong Zong asked, and Song Mu smiled and shook his head. Thinking about which family this lady was, he looked at the carriage next to him.
The carriage was pressed against one side by a big tree that two people hugged each other, but they didn't know how it could block the impact of the big tree, but it was just stuck in it.
Song Mu stepped forward to check and found that one side of the wheel was pressed into the slippery snow. No matter how hard the horse tried, it could not be pulled out.
Several people nearby were trying to put rocks in it, but it obviously didn't have much effect.
Song Mu did not help at the moment, but looked around on both sides, and then decided to pay attention.
"It's useless to pull hard like this. We need to let the big tree roll down, otherwise it will still block the road later."
Song Mu said this to Kong Zong, and Kong Zong also looked at it and nodded. Then he looked at the trees, frowned and said to Song Mu.
"But Jingzhao, this tree is very strong. It will not be easy for us to move it."
Song Mu took another careful look at the tree tail hanging in the air, and he already had an idea in his mind.
With this thought in mind, Song Mu straightened up and immediately called several people over.
Although everyone saw that Song Mu was just a young man, but seeing his status as a scholar and his seemingly mature behavior, they all stopped to listen carefully to his opinions.
"We will cut the tree directly from one end of the mountain and then let the tree roll down the mountain."
"Everyone, find some big rocks, tie them with the vines, and hang them at the end of the tree."
Everyone was a little confused when they heard it, but Kong Zong was the first to react and nodded in praise.
"This is good. Now that the tail end is stronger, we can drag the big tree directly down the mountain."
As he said that, Kong Zong turned his head and glanced at the foot of the mountain, and then nodded firmly.
"There are no private houses at the foot of the mountain, so it's a good idea."
Only then did a few people understand, and they were amazed at the moment, and quickly turned around to look for the stone, while Song Mu looked at the big tree, and then looked at Kong Zong.
Kong Zong's originally excited face suddenly showed a bitter look.
"Jing Zhao, do you still need to write?"
"Zu Hai, those who are capable will work harder."
Song Mu smiled and nodded, and Kong Zong let out a breath, then took out the wat tablet from his waist and started writing poems, not forgetting to look around to find the location.
Song Mu helped him choose the place to start, and together they tied the vine to the end of the tree, and then considered whether it was feasible.
Everyone was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and finally they had moved the stones. Kong Zong also climbed up the hillside on one side, found a good position, and waited for the start.
Song Mu confirmed that it was correct, and he and others pushed the stones down the mountain. Seeing that the big tree was straightened immediately, he asked everyone to step back, then turned around and made a gesture to Kong Zong.
After Kong Zong received the order, he immediately threw out the paper in his hand. The next moment, the paper burned, and then the long sword began to shine. With a clear sword cry, everyone only saw a flash of light.
Several people exclaimed in surprise, extremely shocked by such literati's methods.
And after the light flashed, the big tree suddenly started to move.
With the sound of tearing wood, the broken part of the wood was completely torn apart, and then the carriage was moved, making a clattering sound, and retreated down the mountain.
Everyone looked happy when they saw this situation.
The stone tied to the end of the tree quickly pulled the tree down the mountain. The carriage on the other side was now safe.
But suddenly, the pine tree suddenly stopped sliding down, and then there was a crackling sound. Song Mu and others were suddenly shocked, and saw that the tree was actually cut off in the middle.
The inside of this pine wood may have long been corroded, and at this moment, the severed section of the thick tree is rolling on the road.
The direction it rolled was exactly the direction of the other carriage.
The slippery road could not stop the tree from rolling. The tree trunks drew a deep mark on the ground, leaving a water pavilion on the ground, and continued to move in the direction of the carriage.
"Miss, be careful!"
"careful!"
Song Mu shouted hurriedly, and the people on both sides also shouted hurriedly. The middle-aged man rushed towards that side while shouting.
"Miss, get off the carriage quickly!"
The voices of several servants were urgent, and their faces were full of anxious looks.
But the carriage made no movement, and the trees were already in front of them.
Kong Zong rushed down the hillside, feeling that something was about to happen, but suddenly he saw a figure flashing past.
One end of the pine tree was now several meters behind the carriage. A figure suddenly jumped up, kicked off his feet, and rolled down into the snow. He directly supported a section of the pine tree with his back.
"drink!"
With a sharp shout, the big tree suddenly violently rubbed against the snow, but soon slowly stopped.
Several servants rushed forward and quickly checked the situation of the carriage. When they saw that nothing was wrong, they were scared and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, they raised their heads and saw that it was Song Mu who was holding up the tree.
Song Mu slowly straightened up, feeling a little hot on his back, and a hole was torn in the back of his clothes, and he felt quite distressed at the moment.
"Jing Zhao!"
At this time, Kong Zong from the mountain had also come down. Seeing that everything was safe and sound, he immediately stepped forward, looked at Song Mu and asked.
"Are you OK?"
Song Mu shook his head and just waved his hand.
"My body has recovered a long time ago, but it's a pity that I'm wearing this clothes."
As Song Mu said this, several people next to him came up to express their thanks, and the middle-aged man who looked like a butler was about to bow to Song Mu with an excited face.
"Thank you for saving me, sir. If something serious happens to the young lady, we don't know how to deal with you."
Song Mudang waved his hand, asking him not to mind, and at this moment a person got off the carriage.
The other party was wearing a light aqua dress, with a jade hairpin on her head, and a little makeup. A pair of smart eyes was looking over at this moment.
"Thank you sir for saving me."
The other party saluted from a distance, and a clear and smiling voice came immediately.
Song Mu also quickly handed over his hands, with a slightly unnatural expression on his face, and then turned his head to ask the housekeeper.
"Where are you going? I think you should also be from a family of officials."
The housekeeper also said a few words in a hurry.
"We are coming from Suzhou, and we are going to Shaozhou Prefecture through Jiangnan West Road. We originally took the waterway all the way, but we didn't know that a ship sank on the river two days ago and it was impassable. The caravan we agreed on would be waiting for us in Jizhou Prefecture.
That’s why we are anxious to hit the road.”
Song Mu nodded after hearing this, but when he heard the other party mentioned Shaozhou Prefecture, he was a little dumbfounded, and then he said with a smile.
"It will take some time for Shaozhou Prefecture, but the war there is not over yet. Is it feasible for you to go there?"
"I have to go. The old man is celebrating his 90th birthday this year. He is just an official in Shaozhou Prefecture, so of course we have to go."
Song Mu nodded, and immediately helped push the carriage that was stuck in the road, and pushed the tree trunk down the mountain. The two groups of people passed by, Song Mu looked at the carriage that had disappeared around the corner of the mountain, and turned his head.
Get on the carriage.
Kong Zong got on the carriage first and was handing something into Tao Fengming's arms.
"The Gu family is quite polite. With a little effort, they also gave us a lot of food. We happened to be chewing on the road. Sir, please try this."
Tao Fengming nodded and ate the dates, but Song Mu was suddenly stunned and looked out the window again.
"Gu family?"
Song Mu was stunned for a moment, thinking that this shouldn't be such a coincidence.
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ps: Everyone, don’t worry! Don’t worry! Don’t worry! I won’t write too much! This is just a plot foreshadowing, for the protagonist to pretend to be 13 later, and it is a foreshadowing for the content of the poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival and Lantern Festival in the future, so don’t give up on me, this is
Don’t write too much! (e=(′o｀*))) Oh, I’m really scared.) Well, the speed will speed up, and it’s a bit more fun, and I’ll use the Spring and Autumn style of writing.