Xia Zhaoyi looked back at their figures, put away her bamboo umbrella, and walked forward.
Rain was splashing outside the corridor. Due to the clever design of the corridor, few raindrops would fall in. However, the wind was still cold, and in a few days, the first snow would come.
Mr. Qiu's small courtyard is very noisy, and the house is full of people.
When Xia Zhaoyi passed by, Jiang Er and Jiang San came out of the study room.
Xia Zhaoyi stepped forward and shouted: "Little sir."
Jiang Er and Jiang San turned their eyes and looked.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at Jiang Er and said with a smile: "Sir, I'm here to return the books. Please help me return these books to Mr. Qiu."
A neat book wrapped in oil paper was handed over.
Jiang Er stretched out his hand to take it and said, "I don't dare to take it seriously. I'm not a young gentleman."
"What on earth did you borrow these books for?" Jiang San asked next to him.
"Young gentleman is gentle and well-deserved," Xia Zhaoyi looked at Jiang Er and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, young gentleman. Please thank Mr. Qiu for me again."
Jiang Er was embarrassed by the praise and said: "Well, good."
"Then I'll take my leave." Xia Zhaoyi said.
She turned around and left, never looking at Jiang San next to her from beginning to end.
Jiang Er looked at her back and felt very good.
Recalling the words "gentle and elegant", he turned around with the book in hand. Jiang San grabbed him unhappily: "You don't want to read the book here, right?"
"Of course that's right, but it's not right that she still braved the heavy rain to deliver her," Jiang Er replied.
"Tch!" Jiang San snorted, looked in the direction where the girl disappeared, paused, and said, "I finally remembered who she was!"
"What?"
"She came to see Mr. Qiu last time, but I kicked her out!" Jiang San said angrily, "She is taking revenge on me!"
The noise in Mr. Qiu's small courtyard can be heard long after he walks out.
Except for his small courtyard, there were not as many people walking around in the academy as in the academy where classes were over.
Xia Zhaoyi did not leave through the main door, but went to the side door where she came from before.
The rain gradually became lighter, but the sky became darker and darker.
Xia Zhaoyi took off the small pouch at her waist, took out a small oil ball lamp and wrapped it around her little finger. Although the ball was small, the light was bright and dangled under her fingertips.
Several lanterns were hung on the avenue, and the light and shadow cast outside the closed scholarly and ink shops looked quite cold.
Xia Zhaoyi walked alone. There were not many pedestrians on the road, and those people would look at her from time to time.
Xia Zhaoyi didn't look over, but his brows gradually wrinkled.
After reaching the intersection ahead, she stopped and looked back.
The wind became stronger and hit her, blowing away the strands of hair from her forehead, revealing her forehead which was slightly red from the cold.
Many of those pedestrians were Tianrong Guards.
They didn't recognize her as the wanted girl, but she wouldn't admit it.
Tie Zhu had mentioned to her a long time ago that the teachers and storytellers were taken away. She went to Qingshan Academy to see it and learned that Guo Ting had not been taken away, so she stopped asking about it. But now
Looking at this situation, Li Ju's hand seems to be reaching out to Dongping Academy.
"Drive! Drive!"
There was the sound of whips and wheels in the distance, rolling over the water and splashing water along the way.
The coachman came over with his whip raised and looked up at the girl holding an umbrella in front of him.
The girl's eyes were dark and bright, and she looked at him quietly.
This girl is so pretty.
The coachman thought casually, looked away, and then raised his whip and slapped the horse on the buttocks.
The carriage was getting closer and closer to the intersection. As it passed by, the driver looked at the girl again and found that the girl was still looking at him.
A tingling feeling came from the driver's heart.
He raised his whip and left quickly.
At this moment, another whip sound sounded, and the coachman turned around in surprise. He only had time to see that the whip he had just raised in his hand was entangled with a green whip, and then the forward force of the carriage caught him off guard and rushed him out. He fell to the ground.
In the rain.
He looked up in confusion, and the girl used the power of the whip to somersault into the carriage and sat in the position where he had been sitting before.
The driver touched his face that was bleeding from friction, got up and chased after him: "The car has been robbed! Someone is coming! The car has been robbed! Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu!!"
Before Xia Zhaoyi could sit firmly, the sound of swords came from inside the carriage.
The long sword thrust out, but failed.
Lu Qianhai opened the curtain with his sword, but no one was outside.
"I've been looking for you for a long time." A clear girl's voice came from the roof of the car.
Lu Qianhai was startled, but he didn't dare to go out. He looked up at the roof inside the car: "Who are you?"
"On the night of Yu Kai's accident, you took this carriage to go to Yu Mansion to find him, right?" the girl asked.
Lu Qianhai's heart trembled and he said angrily: "Who are you?"
"Your name is Lu Qianhai," the girl said.
Lu Qian bit his teeth and stabbed the sword in his hand towards the source of the girl's voice above.
Missed, missed.
"Yu Kai is dead. Did you get the one hundred thousand taels of silver from other places?" the girl said with a smile.
"Who are you!" Lu Qianhai was furious, drew out his sword, and stabbed again.
The carriage was still running. The wooden boards in the carriage were extremely thick, and it took too much physical energy to pierce them. Rainwater leaked from the holes.
"Come out!" Lu Qianhai shouted.
With a "bang" sound, a crossbow arrow suddenly shot from the front and nailed the car wall behind him.
The force was too great, half of it penetrated the wood, and the tail of the arrow buzzed and trembled.
Lu Qianhai hurriedly looked forward, her heart skipping a beat.
The fluttering car curtain brings in the light and shadow from outside, and the girl's thin figure can be seen.
"You have been kidnapped by me. If you want to survive, be honest." Xia Zhaoyi raised a green whip and hit the horse's buttocks, "Drive!"
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Liang Nai's head was almost getting big.
He was so busy that he hadn't returned home yet and received another report.
"Is someone dead?" Liang Nai asked the government guard who came in.
The Yamen Guard shook his head: "No, the carriage was robbed."
"Whose carriage?"
"I didn't say that the person who reported the crime was a resident along the street, but I heard that someone was calling for sir."
"Call me?"
"No, no, it's the coachman who is calling the people in the car. I think there is an official in the car." said the Yamen Guard.
"Is that so?" Liang Nai was puzzled. "Is it the coachman who is shouting? But you just said that the person who reported the crime was a resident along the street. This case was not reported by the coachman?"
"The coachman ran away..." the Yamen Guard frowned and said, "This coachman is very strange. He was the one who called for help. When everyone came, he didn't want anyone to help. I heard that there was blood on his face, so he directly
He ran away and was specifically told not to report the crime."
"Then why did those residents still report the crime?" Liang Nai asked.
If he didn't report the crime, he wouldn't have to know about it. Wouldn't it be nice if he didn't know about it?
The Yamen Guard didn't know what to say.
"That's all. Since someone has reported the crime, you can just find a few people to take a look." Liang Nai said again.
"Sir Zhu has already taken his men," the Yamen Guard said. "Because the coachman called you "sir", Mr. Zhu was afraid that he was really an official in the court, so he asked me to report to you."
"Now that we're gone, it's settled," Liang Nai looked away, "You can go down too."
