As they were traveling together, the young lady from the Zhao family was still a little wary, but the young scholar behaved restrained and polite along the way, taking care of himself intentionally or unintentionally, and had no intention of packaging her up and selling her to anyone. As time went by, he gradually let go of his wariness.
The young scribe traveled far and wide and was well-informed. An interesting story he could pick up at his fingertips would make her listen with gusto.
"Where have you been, sir, over the years?"
The young lady from the Zhao family gradually became curious.
Young scribe: “I can’t remember clearly.”
“Why can’t I remember clearly?”
"Because there are so many places to go."
The young lady from the Zhao family looked envious: "That's really good..."
A young scribe quipped: "Wandering in the end of the world, with nowhere to call home, nowhere to rely on, and no branches to live on... How can one be considered good?"
She could hear the loneliness and sadness in the other person's words - the young lady of the Zhao family had seen exactly the same emotions in her father and uncle Qin's face. She was still very young at that time, and she could only vaguely remember the chaos of war all around, the crying and shouting of her mother-in-law.
Holding herself tightly in her arms, covering her ears with both hands, she tried to block the noise from the outside world from invading her little world - she changed the subject wisely.
What grandma said is right.
Behind every glamour, there is a past that is unwilling to be mentioned, and it is a forbidden area that outsiders cannot easily enter.
Say goodbye to the caravan and embark on the road to Longwu County.
Occasionally, some people would rob without a long-sighted mind, and would retreat when they saw the inscriptions on the waists of young scribes. There were also cases where they did not take "weak scribes" seriously because they were low-level warriors. As a result, they misunderstood you.
Your life is yours, your corpse feeds the earth.
The young lady of the Zhao family was still frightened.
She thought her methods were enough to protect herself, but she didn't want to underestimate the dangers of the outside world and overestimate her own abilities. She could deal with ordinary adult men, but when encountering these vicious and courageous warriors, she would most likely escape death.
It is impossible for me to follow the young scribe all the time.
Therefore, as Longwu County got closer and closer, her heart began to waver - should she contact her father and the others after arriving?
Her father favors her so much, if she coaxes him and acts coquettishly, maybe she can delay the marriage proposal for a few more years?
The young lady of the Zhao family was hesitant.
Until I stepped into Longwu, I still had no idea about the outcome.
On this day, the two of them were sitting in a tea shop to rest.
The young scribe took a sip of water and chatted: "I heard that Longwu County just experienced a war last winter? Now it seems that, not to mention the depression everywhere, even spring plowing was not delayed."
Although the common people coming and going were dressed in rags with an average of seven or eight patches per person, their faces were in good spirits and they were not as numb as others.
This means they are not completely desperate.
If there is hope for the day, there will be hope.
The young lady from the Zhao family secretly puffed up her chest.
"That's it, it doesn't matter whose credit it is..."
Her father also devoted his efforts to Longwu County.
Just as he was talking, there was a sound of rapid horse hooves in the distance, getting closer and closer, and the young lady of the Zhao family subconsciously raised her head and glanced lightly.
It was a tall war horse covered in maroon.
On the horseback, the young man is dressed in simple and capable gray clothes, with a white tie around his waist, which outlines his waist somewhat slenderly. The young man has a slim figure. At this time, he is holding the reins with one hand, his back is slightly arched, and he is sitting firmly on the horse.
The horseback is as fast as a gust of wind.
As the sound of horse hooves approached, ordinary people with weak ears also heard it. They either looked at it curiously, or went about their own business without interest. Only one person was different. The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in the corner of the tea shed stood up in a hurry and let the tea pour.
With his clothes wet, he picked up the package on the table and rushed out, disturbing several nearby tea guests and causing great dissatisfaction among everyone.
"Why did you hit someone..."
"My clothes..."
The man turned a deaf ear and tried to run away.
As a result, before he even stepped out of the tea shop, a sharp cold wind hit his face, and it was the young man who took action.
He also said: "The government is doing business, so don't disturb other people waiting for you!"
Seeing that there was no way to escape, the man suddenly looked ferocious, his eyes revealed a fierce light, and a thin layer of fluorescent light emitted from his palms: "Go to hell!"
This is martial spirit!
This man is actually a low-ranking official!
Although she is the lowest level among the brave warriors, if she takes action, it will be a disaster for ordinary people. The young lady of the Zhao family sweated at the sight and was ready to help the young man contain this man at any time.
The other party doesn't need it at all.
A hammer that appeared out of nowhere hit the man's right shoulder, and as the bones cracked, the man screamed.
The young man trampled the man under his feet, took out a pair of thick ropes hanging from his waist, skillfully removed the man's arms to prevent the other party from suddenly killing him, then tied the man up, and said in a cold voice: "You can escape.
It’s quite fast!”
She chased him for most of the day.
The young lady from the Zhao family let go of her hand on the handle of the gun, and seeing the young man's heavy hand, she was curious: "What did this man do?"
The young man heard the foreign accent and turned to look at her, seemingly wary: "He? Ha, he and two other accomplices broke into houses and committed murders. It is said that he came from the neighboring county. His methods were cruel. Every time he committed a crime, he would rape and humiliate women.
, and then tortured the male members of the woman's family, drank wine, and cut off their heads..." These words made the people watching frightened and wanted to retreat...
This, this...
This method is too perverted.
When the young lady of the Zhao family saw this, she didn't ask any more questions.
This man deserves to die!
But it doesn't mean that the boy will ignore the two of them.
First, he crushed the man's knees with his feet, and then knocked him unconscious with a knife to ensure that the other man lost the ability to escape and injure others. Then he stepped forward and asked the young lady of the Zhao family: "From Xiaolang's accent, you are not a local, are you from out of town?"
Is there any passing paperwork?"
This is to prepare for an interrogation of the two of them.
The young lady of the Zhao family cursed in her heart. They have a foreign accent. Doesn’t this young man who calls himself an official also have a foreign accent?
But adhering to the principle of doing more than doing less, he still took out the paperwork. This was specially made by the young scholar before leaving Heyin. Heyin and Long Wu had a good relationship, and it was easy to pass the inspection. As expected, the young man raised his eyebrows slightly.
The young lady of the Zhao family was alert: "Is there something wrong with the voucher?"
The young man said: "There is no problem with the official seal, but the accents of the two of you are not like those from Heyin County. Why are you here at Longwu?"
The young lady from the Zhao family looked at the young scribe.
The young scribe said calmly: "Go to a distant relative."
Only then did the young man's eyes fall on him.
Or in other words, the inscription on his waist.
"Are you a literary scholar? Which distant relative are you seeking refuge with?"
It’s not to blame that she was too cautious. During this time, Longwu County was not at peace. There were rapists and murders and arson cases everywhere. After some investigation, it was found that it was the families of the wealthy gentry whose houses were ransacked who were causing trouble. From time to time, there would be trouble.
one time……
However, these are small cases.
So he sent it to the young man as a training hand to gain experience.
The young scribe said: "Pray for good, pray for good."
"Qi Zhu Bu? Are you a relative of Qi Zhu Bu?" The young man was surprised. He changed his aggressive and cold attitude just now and became much kinder. "Could it be that you are a famous person invited by Qi Zhu Bu to serve as an official? I was just rude, sir.
Don’t be surprised.”
When the young scribe heard this, he showed an unpredictable smile.
He asked knowingly: "Xiao Lang knows Yuan Liang?"
The young man said: "I have met him a few times."
She is a brave martial artist who spends most of her time training in the military camp. She also works part-time on patrol to catch thieves from time to time. She is not in the same department as Chief Qi Shan. The two have met but never spoken.
She had also heard about the principal's invitation to friends.
I am even more cautious about this and do not dare to neglect it easily.
