The road ahead was finally clear. Along the road, there was a very strong smell, and several jars of pickles that had been pickled for a long time were dumped on the road.
Pedestrians covered their mouths and noses and cursed, while a few plainly dressed old men wiped away their tears while cleaning up.
Xia Zhaoyi walked around the broken porcelain pieces as she passed by, gradually stopped, and looked towards the old people.
They knelt on the ground, holding rags in their hands. They had prepared two large wooden basins, and pushed the pickles and sour water into the wooden basins.
Xia Zhaoyi thought for a while, turned around and went to the other side.
The nearby vegetable vendors all stayed away, and a few country women scolded the old people there, using rather crude language.
Xia Zhaoyi sat down next to a middle-aged woman selling vegetables and looked at the old people who were cleaning up over there.
The middle-aged woman waved a vegetable leaf under her nose and kept scolding her for how bad it smelled. Seeing the child sitting down like this, the middle-aged woman frowned: "What are you doing sitting here?"
The child had his legs bent and his cheek propped up with one hand. He looked at the old man over there and said, "Watch the fun."
"What's so good about this bustle? You don't mind the stinking either?"
"No problem." The child shook his head and kept looking over there.
The middle-aged woman looked at her strangely and saw clearly that she was not a fool.
After cleaning it for a long time, the old people finally finished it. During this period, they took the pickles in the wooden basin and poured them into the ditch far away twice. After wiping them, they washed them twice with water. The ground was clean, but there was always an aftertaste in the air.
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After the old people packed up, they left.
The middle-aged woman turned around and found that the child was still here, so she said, "They have all left. Are you still watching the fun?"
Xia Zhaoyi shook his head: "I won't watch anymore."
"Did you see any tricks?"
Xia Zhaoyi looked at her: "I'm not here to see the fame."
"Then what are you looking at? Aren't you here to watch the excitement?"
"I came to see the knights and see if anyone is willing to come out and help them." Xia Zhaoyi looked back at the wet ground over there, "It's a pity that there are so few knights now."
"Are you too idle? This thing belongs to them, and they knocked it down themselves. There is nothing wrong with them cleaning it up themselves." The middle-aged woman curled her lips, but looking at her such a small stature, she felt that it was inevitable that the child
How can I know the feeling of sorrow?
"No, I'm in a hurry," Xia Zhaoyi said, standing up, dusting off the dust, looking at the middle-aged woman and saying, "They are already cleaning up, but others are still cursing. This is wrong."
The middle-aged woman looked at her with an exaggerated look of disdain.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled, turned and left.
"There must be something wrong with your brain." The middle-aged woman said from behind, and then turned around to talk to the vegetable vendors next to her about this abnormal child.
After Xia Zhaoyi left, his pace quickened.
A few old people didn't go far. They were relatively old and had just finished clearing the ground. They were somewhat exhausted and sat down by the roadside to rest.
There was an old man crying in a low voice, describing himself as defeated. There was no one around to comfort him. Everyone was very tired.
Xia Zhaoyi paused slightly, took out a few pieces of silver from his sleeves, and stepped forward.
"Old man." Xia Zhaoyi said.
The old people paused and looked up.
Xia Zhaoyi spread his hands: "A big brother asked me to give you these pieces of silver."
The more energetic old man in brown clothes was stunned and looked up at her: "Which big brother?"
"He left. He said he bought those pickles for himself," Xia Zhaoyi handed over the money, "You can accept it. I don't know that big brother, and I can't find him when I go back. You don't accept the money."
Now, I don’t know how to deal with it.”
The old people looked at each other, a little stunned.
The old man in brown clothes looked a little embarrassed, but he finally reached out his hand and took the broken silver from her hand.
"Thank you very much," said the old man in brown clothes. "So, young hero, what does he look like?"
"He said his name is Xia Kongxue."
"Xia Kongxue?" the old man in brown clothes repeated.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and nodded: "Yeah."
Not wanting to linger any longer, she smiled and said, "Old man, I still have some things to do. I have to leave first. You guys can rest."
"What's your name again?" the old man in brown clothes asked hurriedly.
The child just smiled and turned around and left.
"Xia Kongxue." Several old people were chanting behind her.
"Why is this name so strange?" said an old man.
Xia Zhaoyi turned his back to them and left, the smile on his lips faded slightly, and his eyes became much sadder.
The young man in the memory was lying on the desk, shouting bitterly to the girl beside him that there is no limit to the sea of learning, and there is no shore to turn back to, and he drowned in it, with no place to retrieve his body.
The girl held an ink pen on each side and wrote two lines of words at the same time. She glanced at him silently and said that he was ignorant and unskilled.
The young man lamented again and scratched his scalp: "My name is Xia Zhaoxue. I should be called Xia Kongxue. I'm so busy with my work. No, I also changed the word "Xia". It's better to change it to "blind". Learn it blindly!"
The girl burst out laughing and said, "I'll complain to my father when I get back!"
Of course it was impossible to complain. She had never been in the temperament to complain. In this case, she would just tease her second brother.
Xia Zhaoyi stopped and frowned slightly. The more memories came to her, the more she felt it was unbearable.
But soon, she took a deep breath, tried to adjust all her emotions, and continued walking forward.
Finding the person was not difficult for Xia Zhaoyi, not to mention that the clues given by the other party were very crucial. Although there were not many, there were only three, but after a little digging, it didn't take long for her to find it.
When she arrived in Fenghe County, she asked around again, made some conversation, spent some money, and sorted out all the clues that needed to be sorted out, and sorted out the causes and consequences that needed to be sorted out. Then she found an inn to sit down, picked up a pen and sorted it out.
Once it lands on the word, it's almost done.
The next matter of identifying the relatives was not her responsibility. The clues were sent to Qingque Pavilion. After the other party confirmed it, she received the remaining money and the antidote and let it go.
Of course, as long as she was happy, she could do the so-called antidote herself, but she wanted to be lazy.
She stayed at this inn that night, but she didn't really feel sleepy. She went downstairs and lay down in the lobby. The things she ordered were piled on the table without touching them, and she listened to the conversations of several drinkers there.
sound, looking at the bright moon outside the window.
They talked about everything, and even got a little drunk with the wine.
As Xia Zhaoyi listened, she gradually pricked up her ears and looked out the window with bright eyes.
"...Really? When will we leave?"
"It's the first day of next month."
"How old is Li Xuncai? Sixteen or seventeen? Can he carry it? This is a hundred thousand soldiers and horses!"
"Of course I hope he can lead him. If he can't lead us, let's run away. The last time they hit Pingyang Road, how many people were killed along the way? Fenlao County was almost wiped out! There were corpses all over the city.
