Hot Spring Trip 115

  He carefully tied the hidden weapon to her arm, simply teaching her how to use it. Fortunately, Zhang was not averse to this type of shooting weapon and learned quickly. With this magical rapid-fire hidden weapon in hand, there was no longer the panic on her face from earlier, but instead a touching flush of excitement.

  It's clear that she has taken this kind of weapon as a fun toy, which makes Zhen Ming feel speechless. Giving her such a toy is obviously not a wise thing to do, and it's likely that one day she'll accidentally hurt this innocent person.

  After making sure she was no longer threatened or intimidated, Zhen Mingzi returned to the driver's seat and drove the horse carriage south of the city at a rapid pace.

  All the way, General Zuo Wuwei's helmet and armor really saved him a lot of trouble. With a team of iron cavalry holding high flags behind him, passersby thought that the carriage was carrying some kind of big shot, even General Zuo Wuwei had to make way for him, and everyone dodged out of the way.

  Out of the south city gate, Zhen Ming bitterly drove the carriage to a secluded and quiet place, pulled Wang Xuan Ying down from the carriage, and let the iron cavalry soldiers following behind dismount, letting them tie each other to a tree.

  They also drove away their horses and then got into the carriage and drove off.

  Wang Xuan gnashed his teeth as he gazed at the carriage disappearing into the distance, saying with hatred: "Don't let me catch you, otherwise this young master will make you wish you were dead, and you'll watch helplessly as your woman is humiliated by this young master!

  ……

  Zhen Ming had a hard time driving the horse cart, but along the way he paid attention and finally found the secret signal that he had agreed upon with Sun Lang in his letter three days ago.

  Following these signs, come to a small town about ten kilometers outside Luoyang City.

  The bumpy road made Zhang sleepy, and with the addition of carsickness, when they arrived at the small town, Zhang was already pale, cold sweat dripping, Zhenming had originally wanted to find Sun Langzhong first before talking, but seeing Zhang's appearance, he couldn't bear it, after much difficulty finding a room at Yichuan Inn, unfortunately there was only one room left, the inn owner took the room fee for two people and led them to the second floor.

  Zhenming suspected that the shopkeeper was actually lying, because when he went upstairs, he found that several more travelers had come to stay, and the shopkeeper warmly received each of them, without mentioning anything about there being no rooms available.

  When he carried Zhang up to the second floor and looked out of the window, he saw a wine house with the same name as the inn across from it.

  It seems that the owner of this inn is trying to keep more guests by telling some passersby who look like couples that the rooms are all full.

  At this time, Zhang was already close to a state of coma due to the days of rushing around, and he couldn't care about too many things. Moreover, living in the same room made it convenient for him to take care of her.

  The room in the hostel is quite dry and tidy, worth the price for two people.

  Zhang was carefully laid on the bed, covered with a quilt, and Zhenming turned to order the shop boy to fetch a basin of hot water to wash his face. He also asked where he could take a bath, as he had not washed for three days and felt sticky and smelly all over.

  The shopkeeper looked at him with a surprised face and said, "Sir, isn't this your first time coming to Yichuan?"

  Zhen Ming nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

  "No wonder, even our Yichuan Inn's most famous hot spring is unknown. Our Yichuan Inn has two major features: first, the mutton bubble of Yichuan; second, the hot spring of Yichuan."

  "Hot soup?"

  After a servant's explanation, Zhen Ming finally understood that "Wen Tang" referred to hot springs.

  "Our Yijiang's warm soup is different from others, we add our shop's ancestral secret recipe of warming medicinal materials, after washing not only the fragrance is refreshing, but also makes people feel refreshed and invigorated, and can cure all kinds of diseases. Many customers with skin ulcers and weak constitution have taken a bath in our warm soup and said their symptoms have improved, even long-standing skin diseases have healed. Customers who came to try it out every day almost broke the threshold of our guest house, as you saw, our guest rooms are in short supply, many customers stay for over ten days..."

  The shopkeeper was introducing it in a garrulous manner, obviously having introduced it to customers no less than hundreds of times, with an air of extreme familiarity.

  Zhen Ming was skeptical, if it were the 21st century, he would not have believed such sales tactics. If one could believe in such exaggerated claims of therapeutic effects, then pigs could climb trees. He glanced at Zhang's weak figure on the bed and turned back to ask: "Is there a disinfectant or anti-inflammatory function?"

  "What's 'killing bacteria and inflammation'?" The shop assistant was perplexed.

  "It's for patients who have injuries with festering wounds."

  The young shopkeeper said, "We do, we often receive some military officers. These people inevitably get into fights and don't need to see a doctor. They come here and soak in the special 'Miraculous Recovery Spring' we've prepared for them. In no more than three days, their wounds will heal..."

  "How much salary do you get per month?" Zhen Ming Su suddenly asked.

  The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, and with a proud smile, said: "Three or four."

  Such wages for a small shop assistant like him are already a rare high income.

  Zhen Ming sighed: "You should at least get thirty taels."

  ……

  He gently shook awake Zhang, obtained her consent, picked her up, and followed the shopkeeper out of the backyard gate of the inn, walking along a winding stone path paved with cobblestones for several hundred meters until they arrived at a large bathhouse emitting steam.

  Originally, behind the guest house were several large hot springs.

  Men wrapped in towels come and go in the bath, without a hint of embarrassment, it can be seen that people here are as casual about exposing their bodies to soak in hot springs as they would be drinking flower wine on the upper floor.

  The surroundings of the hot spring were divided into dozens of large and small compartments with wooden boards, from which came the sounds of men and women laughing and snoring.

  The entire outdoor bathing area is hundreds of square meters in size.

  The hot spring water flows into the house through a small canal made of gravel.

  "Will you and your wife share a VIP room or use separate standard rooms?"

  "What's the difference?"

  "The VIP room is specially prepared for some distinguished guests, with spacious space and the most suitable temperature near the spring eye, and no one will come to disturb." The shopkeeper looked at him and Zhang Shi who was sleeping in his arms with a ambiguous gaze.

  He had seen many guests, but such a delicate and lovely beauty, with a national color and heavenly fragrance, he was still seeing for the first time. In his heart, he secretly envied this man who was not handsome and had a scar on his face.

  "I would like one VIP room and one ordinary room."

  The ambiguous expression of the shopkeeper made Zhen Ming feel a bit helpless and laughable, so he didn't bother to explain further.

  It was Zhang who had been silent since just now. He looked down at her and saw that her face had become slightly rosy, with her eyes tightly closed.

  It seems she was so weak at this time that she didn't even have the strength to distinguish.