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And he knew that Duan Zheng's temperament was too lively. Once he was told something, it was estimated that it would spread all over the capital.
The carriage drove all the way out of the capital.
Rong Zhuo leaned on the window and looked at it for a while before getting sleepy.
He leaned on Duan Zheng and took a nap, and was woken up by the crackling rain.
"Why is it raining so hard?" Rong Zhuo wanted to lift the curtain of the car to look outside, but suddenly rain splashed in.
"You caught the cold carefully from the rain." Duan Zheng pulled him back, "The rain in autumn is the coldest."
"What do they do?" Rong Zhuo called out Jin Douzi's name outside the carriage.
"Don't worry, son, we are looking for a place to shelter from the rain." Jindouzi, who was sitting outside the car, said to him.
The rain came too fast and without warning.
Everyone was caught off guard and was drenched.
Fortunately, the driver has some experience, remembering the nearby road, and led the crowd to find a small farmhouse and temporarily settled down.
This small courtyard looks deserted, and there is no one living in it. The inside and outside of the house are empty.
The coachmen parked the carriage in the canopy, and then everyone entered the house.
"It seems that the rain won't stop for a while. We're probably going to spend the night here tonight." Father Duan said.
"How far are we from the capital?" Rong Zhuo asked.
"It's less than two hours away." Father Duan said, "I knew I should leave tomorrow, so I wouldn't have to struggle like this."
Rong Zhuo glanced at him and thought to himself that his uncle didn't seem to care much about his father's body, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to go back.
"Clean up the house, I'll ask someone to boil some hot water." Father Duan said again.
Rong Zhuo helped Jin Douzi and the others to clean up the house, but this farmhouse only had two bedrooms, so many of them obviously couldn't live there.
Duan Zheng had been waiting for the rain to stop soon, thinking that maybe he could find a decent place to stay before dark.
Unexpectedly, the rain did not stop until nightfall.
After everyone ate some dry food and drank some water, they were ready to rest.
Since there were only two bedrooms and they were not big, Father Duan arranged one for Mother Rong and the other for Duan Zheng and Rong Zhuo, and he planned to spend the night with the guards outside.
Rong Zhuo and Duan Zheng refused, but they could only rely on him.
"Xiaozhuo, what are you looking at?" Duan Zheng asked.
Rong Zhuo opened the bag that Father Rong gave him, rummaged inside for a while, and took out a letter wrapped in oiled paper, "This is what my father wrote to my grandfather, so I can keep it for good, I think I should take it with me. It's safer to carry." He said, stuffing the letter into his pocket, and then resting the bundle under his head.
The bed in this room didn't even have a quilt, only the thin blanket brought by Rong Zhuo and the others, it became very cold after falling asleep at night.
Rong Zhuo couldn't take it anymore after squinting for a while, and got up after wrapping the blanket around him.
"What are you doing?" Duan Zheng also woke up, pulled him and asked.
"It's uncomfortable to sleep in this bed, and there is a musty smell in the room. I'll go outside to get some air." Rong Zhuo said.
Duan Zheng couldn't lie down when he heard the words, so he followed Rong Zhuo up.
The courtyard was silent, with only two guards on duty.
Probably because it just rained, the night was surprisingly good tonight.
The stars are all over the sky, as if being sprinkled on by people, they are dazzling.
"I haven't seen the stars for a long time." Rong Zhuo said.
"You scholars like to be so sour, what's so beautiful about stars?" Duan Zheng laughed.
Rong Zhuo didn't argue with him, just glanced at the courtyard, and finally walked to the carriage in the canopy and sat down, wrapped in a blanket and stared at the stars.
"Cousin, how long has it been since you saw Grandpa?" Rong Zhuo asked him.
"It's been a few years." Duan Zheng said, "My father often goes to Qizhou, but the road is long and I don't want to follow."
"When was the last time uncle went?" Rong Zhuo asked.
"It's less than half a year." Duan Zheng said.
"Last time when my uncle came back, did you mention that grandpa is not in good health?" Rong Zhuo asked again.
"No, what are you asking this for?"
Rong Zhuo smiled, "It's nothing, I just always feel that something is not right."
"Why didn't I notice it?" Duan Zheng was puzzled.
"I remember my mother cried a few days ago. I don't know if it was because of this." Rong Zhuo said, "If it was because of my grandfather's affairs, why didn't I rush to leave at that time, and it was delayed until today?"
"Maybe waiting for my dad?" Duan Zheng said, "He was busy the other day."
"That's also possible." Rong Zhuo said, "I just always feel that something is wrong. My uncle and my mother never mentioned anything about my grandfather on the way. I don't think my uncle is in a hurry."
Duan Zheng was aware of the problem when he said that.
"Could it be that we went to Qizhou not for grandpa?" Duan Zheng asked.
"Who knows?" Rong Zhuo felt a little cold, and shrank into the carriage.
The car has floor mats and it's quite comfortable to sit on.
Rong Zhuo motioned for Duan Zheng to go in and sit as well, then pulled up the curtain of the car and tied it in a knot.
The two of them sat in the carriage, looking through the open curtain, just in time to see the stars.
"Did you hear the sound of hooves?" Rong Zhuo asked suddenly.
"No." Duan Zheng said and listened, his expression a little blank.
At this time, the two guards who were vigilant in the courtyard also seemed to have heard the movement and took a few steps towards the door.
At this moment, two muffled sounds came suddenly, like the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
Duan Zheng was about to ask, but Rong Zhuo covered his mouth.
At the same time, two shadows suddenly appeared in the courtyard.
The shadow was probably attracted by the two guards earlier, so he didn't expect that there were still two teenagers sitting in the carriage in the shed.
They walked silently across the garden, heading straight for the bedroom behind.
Duan Zheng was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out, and the whole person was stunned.