Chapter 223 Journey

In October, it was nearly the beginning of winter.

The Guangyun River's surface began to form a thin layer of ice, and, above the wide expanse of the river, a large ship slowly docked.

A group of people dressed in dark blue cotton robes descended from the deck of the large ship, looking from afar like a line of ants traversing the wilderness, each one moving independently.

By the river, there was a teahouse providing temporary respite, where the owner offered several pots of hot tea and bowls of hot noodles, setting out a few basins of charcoal fires, around which the crowd gradually became lively.

Lin Danqing sneezed and complained, "It's so cold."

Standing beside him, a medical officer consoled, "We'll be passing Mengtai soon. It's colder near the river; once we're past Mengtai, it will be much better."