I Came From Heaven [Transmigration/Time-Travel] - Chapter 18
Chapter 18
Because it was early morning, there were many people entering and leaving the city gate for the market. I parked the carriage far away and carefully observed for a long time before deciding to transport the injured girl into the city.
There were four guards standing on both sides of the city gate, with the leader being the most active. He moved among the people entering and exiting, conducting random checks. Most of the people being checked chose to offer a little money as a bribe to ensure a smooth passage.
These lackeys who abuse their power bring trouble wherever they go, truly the proverbial rats who spoil the soup. Thinking about it, for a big target like me, it would be a problem not to be checked.
I climbed back into the carriage, staring thoughtfully at Sixiao, and soon two plans, Plan A and Plan B, formed in my mind.
If the guard wanted to check me, he would immediately rush into the carriage. With a grown girl lying there, her face covered in blood and unconscious, any explanation I gave would be unconvincing.
I quickly wet the remaining rags with the rest of our drinking water. I gently wiped the girl’s face. When her clean, fair face appeared in my sight, my heart couldn’t help but gasp once again.
What do people in this Xuan Kingdom eat to grow up like this? Regardless of whether they are good or bad, apart from the fleshy-faced ‘Bao Xia Ju,’ the sheer number of people with unbelievably high attractiveness is ridiculous!
Although I wasn’t a great beauty in modern times, my looks weren’t bad either—at least medium-to-high level. I still received love letters and was pursued; I wasn’t that bad!
But why do I feel a deep sense of shame about my looks here? What my parents gave me cannot be changed, for better or worse, I have to accept it.
Even though I kept wiping her face, the girl’s eyes remained tightly shut, and her breathing was weak. I asked Sixiao to take out the clothes from the bag.
This is the last set of clothes. Miss, when you wake up, I must talk to you seriously about reimbursing me for these clothes; I have nothing left to change into.
After much effort, I finally sorted out the girl’s attire. I grabbed Sixiao’s arm and whispered:
“Do you miss your mother?”
The moment I mentioned Handan, the little guy’s eyes immediately turned red, looking as if he could cry and flood the carriage if I said another word. I quickly stopped him from dissolving into tears:
“We’re going into the city soon, and there will definitely be guards checking. To save this girl, we need to cooperate and put on a show. Can you do it?”
I poked his head with my finger. Sixiao glared back stubbornly: “Who says I can’t!”
When dealing with children at that annoying age, the tactic of challenging their ability is always effective.
“In a bit, if a guard comes to check us, you just need to cry. If the guard asks what relation this woman is to you, you say she’s your mother. If the guard asks why you are crying, you say your mother is seriously ill. Just pretend she is Miss Handan for now; cry if you want to. Don’t say anything else, got it?”
“Mm! Sixiao understands.”
After teaching him a high-five gesture for success, I drove the carriage towards the city gate once more, my heart pounding nervously.
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🎭 The Performance
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“Stop! Stop!”
Sure enough, we were immediately stopped by the leading guard as we reached the city entrance. I jumped off the carriage and bowed low, clasping my hands: “Good day, Officer.”
The ruffian had a rogue look on his face. He sized me up, raised his head, and asked smugly: “What are you doing? What are you carrying in the carriage?”
“Officer, the carriage is carrying my wife and son.”
He pushed my shoulder, sounding unconvinced: “You look so young; you already have a son?”
With that, he climbed onto the carriage. He lifted the curtain and peeked inside curiously, and I followed up with my explanation:
“Alas… my wife has been ill for some time. We sought help from many medical halls, but she never got better. People in the countryside said we should try our luck in Shundu, saying we might encounter a miracle-working doctor there. So, we’ve traveled a long and arduous journey and finally arrived at Deyifu.”
While I was building up my dramatic emotion, Sixiao, the little rascal, got into character faster than I did. With a sudden Waaah, he started sobbing uncontrollably, snot and tears everywhere.
The guard was startled. Sixiao threw himself onto the girl’s body, wailing: “Mother! Please wake up! Mother!”
Wow! This little one’s acting is superb! No need for warm-up; he’s full of drama the moment he opens his mouth! He has a future!
I seized the opportunity to seamlessly pull a silver coin from my pocket and slip it into the guard’s hand: “Officer, we cannot afford to delay. Please do us a favor. Please overlook this small token of appreciation.”
The leading guard waved his hand to the others, signaling to let us through: “The best medical hall in our city is called ‘Hui Chun Tang.’ Go ask there; maybe your wife’s difficult illness can be cured.”
I hurriedly nodded and bowed my thanks: “Thank you, Officer! Thank you, Officer!”
The “money makes the world go round” rule is absolutely correct!
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🔪 A Hostage Situation
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Deyifu was larger and more bustling than Changshun Prefecture. Cities bordering the capital often benefited from this proximity, so the planning and economy were built to the standard of Shundu.
I asked for directions several times before finding the ‘Hui Chun Tang’ the guard mentioned.
To someone who has experienced advanced medical technology, this so-called good medical hall was just one with slightly better facilities.
I rushed into the medical hall, found the receptionist girl, and explained the situation. She then called a few staff members to help me move the person out of the carriage.
After much effort, the injured girl was finally lying comfortably on a bed when the receptionist girl pushed the door open and walked in. She looked intently at the bed and exclaimed a strange title:
“Hall Master Mo Xu!?”
Mo Xu? Hall Master? Whoa… How did the plot suddenly turn so much like a martial arts novel by Gu Long or Jin Yong? Wait, wait, wait… Shouldn’t the setting I envisioned be something like A Step Into the Past? Why is the style leaning toward The Deer and the Cauldron?
The receptionist girl turned and approached me, her eyes sharp and her tone icy: “Who are you? Why is the Hall Master injured?”
“Hey, are you seriously suspecting me? I used all my might to get your Miss, the one you call Hall Master Mo, into the city! Excluding all the trouble and expenses, even if you don’t reimburse me, you should at least say thank you!”
The girl ignored me and immediately rushed out, quickly returning with a white-haired physician. I was too tired to deal with them and prepared to leave.
Just as I was about to step out the door, I found two guards standing by the doorway. They immediately held their blades against my neck. Although they didn’t say a word, their eyes clearly screamed the words: ‘Get back inside!’
As a handsome but survival-conscious hero who gets timid quickly, seeing this setup, I immediately raised my hands in surrender and slowly backed away to my original spot.
This situation made me want to beat my chest and cough up a mouthful of old blood! Why did I even save her?! Did I think that moving to ancient times meant helping an old lady wouldn’t lead to trouble?
Scammers and fraudsters are the same no matter where you go! Now, my good deed has been repaid with ingratitude, leaving me with a pile of endless trouble. Who did I ever bother?!
Also, can someone please tell me if I’m going to get reimbursed for my clothes?! Give me a straight answer!