Chapter 72: Others are fishing for fish, but you are fishing for dead bodies?
A group of soldiers gathered on the bow deck of the ship, talking in low voices.
"What's so bad about catching something? Why did you catch something like this?"
"Who says it's not? It's really disgusting. The omen is bad. Will the road ahead be easy?"
When Xiangying walked over, he heard them shaking their heads and sighing.
Xiang Qianqian's cry came from the middle of the crowd: "I, I didn't expect this thing to be in the net."
Ke Jianjun pointed at her and scolded: "You are such a stupid thing. When you pulled her up, you saw a dead person. Didn't you know that you threw the net back into the river together?"
Xiangying's voice suddenly broke in: "Dead person?"
The onlookers immediately made way for her.
Xiangying walked in and saw that it was indeed a dead person.
He must have been dead for several days, and the soaked dough was so swollen that he couldn't even see the original shape.
He could only tell from the wet and damaged clothes that he was probably a young man.
There were holes in his heart and abdomen with knives.
Xiang Qianqian was afraid of being angered by Ke Jianjun and the others, so when she saw Xiang Ying, she cried and begged her for help regardless of the unpleasantness she had had.
"Sister, this, this is not my fault. I thought it was a fish, so I caught it. Didn't you say before that when a big fish is caught in a fishing net, it sinks very heavy?"
The thin monkey didn’t know when he came up behind Xiangying, and he lowered his voice:
"Princess, please don't worry about this matter. According to our South Vietnamese custom, if a boat runner encounters a dead body, it means that the waterway will never return, which is a bad omen!"
When Xie Chen learned the news, he also brought people here.
I happened to hear Xiangying's cold sneer.
Ke Jianjun frowned: "You can still laugh? Look at the good things your sister has done!"
Xiangying crossed her arms: "I laugh, you guys who have been on the battlefield and seem to be brave are scared to death when you see a dead man in the water."
"Is it true that corpses are rarely seen on the battlefield? What a fuss. If I were you, I wouldn't care about this dead corpse, but think about how to deal with the water thieves ahead."
The guards and supervisors put their hands behind their backs and snorted solemnly: "What are the water thieves to be afraid of? When our South Vietnamese cavalry entered the mountains and rivers of the Western Zhou Dynasty, they only knew how to hide in the puddles and cry."
"This time we saw six of our big ships traveling together, and there were so many good soldiers and weapons accompanying them. If you dare to make trouble, that would be like hitting an egg with a stone. Kill him and never come back."
Jie Chen spoke at the right time, with a cold tone: "Throw the dead body back into the water, send a signal flare, and tell the rear boat to step up patrols."
The two supervisors, Ke and Wei, were surprised and looked at each other.
"Jie Chen, do you think Xiang Ying is right, you are afraid of this little water thief?"
Jie Chen pursed his thin lips: "There is a gorge in the dangerous river called Hulukou. It is easy to enter but difficult to exit."
"The water thieves relied on the narrow waterways to set up camp there and rob passing ships."
"No matter what you do, deal with it in advance and be prepared."
After saying that, he looked at Xiangying: "Let's go and apply the medicine."
Xiang Ying did not object and turned around to leave. The soldiers immediately moved out of the way.
Xie Chen followed her.
Ke Jianjun frowned and wanted to complain to the Wei Jianjun: "What do you think he..."
"Forget it!" The Guards Supervisor waved his hand, "Just do as he said."
Ke Jianjun was helpless and angry, looking at Xiang Qianqian who was crying.
"You'd better pray that you don't cause any disaster, otherwise..." He snorted, threw off his robe and strode away.
Xiang Qianqian returned to the wing in despair.
Concubine Yu and the seventh princess went to Xiangying to inquire about the news.
The only person in the entire cabin was the old concubine Shangguan, who was resting on the couch.
Hearing Xiang Qianqian's movements, Shangguan Taifei opened her triangular eyes and glanced at her sinisterly.
"The fishy smell on your body is too strong, change your clothes quickly."
clothes? Where are the clothes?
"Not to mention the clothes I can change, I didn't even get the meat for today."
She wiped her cheek. These days, despite the wind and sun, she worked hard to fish on her own, and her face was rougher than before.
But just after two good days, it became like this again. Concubine Shangguan frowned: "What happened?"
Xiang Qianqian told the story of catching the dead man.
She lowered her head and sobbed: "Can you blame me for encountering a dead body? It floated into the net along the river."
"Besides, what my eldest sister said is right. These soldiers, who have been on the battlefield and killed people, are so scared when they see a dead body that they have no future at all."
Concubine Shangguan's wrinkled face was full of calculations and calculations.
"Something's wrong," she said suddenly, "how could it be such a coincidence that when you go fishing, you come across a dead body. She, Xiangying, stands on the bow of the boat fishing every day, so how come everything is fine?"
Xiang Qianqian wiped her tears and felt sorry for herself: "I'm unlucky!"
Concubine Shangguan rolled her eyes and knocked on the bed board: "You incompetent thing, let her take advantage of you!"
"Royal Grandmother, what do you mean by this?"
"This Xiangying has probably fished out the body a long time ago, but she was shrewd and threw it back into the river without making any noise. Unlike you, who is upright and stupid, and makes others understand."
Xiang Qianqian's tearful eyes filled with confusion: "No way?"
"Why not?" Shangguan Taifei laughed, "You yourself said a few days ago that Xiangying didn't stop you from standing with her to fish together. Do you really think she doesn't care?"
Xiang Qianqian's eyes flickered, and then she came back to her senses.
"Let me tell you, she is usually tit-for-tat, but why is she so tolerant in this matter? She is waiting for me here."
After saying that, she kicked the barrel at her feet hard.
With a bang, the barrel hit the cabin and fell apart.
"She waits for me!"
At this time, Xiangying was lying in Jie Chen's room, asking him to apply medicine.
Jie Chen's voice was light: "Have you forgotten what I said a few days ago?"
Xiangying glanced sideways: "Huh?"
Seeing that she really had no impression, Xie Chen reminded: "I told you to come here to apply medicine every day. How many days will you not come?"
oh! It's for this.
Xiangying silently complained in her heart that she didn't come, of course because the medicine here in Jiechen was not easy to use.
The medicine spray in her space is more convenient and effective.
Jie Chen lowered his eyes and glanced at the injury on her lower back.
"Has someone given you medicine? You look much better."
Even the scope of the bruises has shrunk.
Xiangying responded casually: "I asked Taoxue to help me several times. You are so busy every day, why should I trouble you with such small things again and again."
"I'm not busy." Xie Chen quickly replied.
Xiangying was silent for a moment: "I'm not that squeamish."
Now even Jie Chen completely understood.
She didn't need his help.
Thinking of this, his movements slowed down a lot, and his lowered sword-shaped eyebrows and thin eyes seemed to be distracted.
After applying the medicine, Xiangying tied up her clothes.
She did not forget to warn: "These water thieves are not trivial. In recent years, with the wars in troubled times, some people who cannot survive have taken refuge with them."
"Now they have a huge number of people and a lot of weapons. Don't underestimate them. By the way, I want to give you a gift."
Xie Chen instantly raised his eyes: "What gift?"
Xiangying took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, his eyes widened with a smile.
"Look."
Jie Chen unfolded it, his face was startled: "This is..."
(End of chapter)