Ding Rong's eyes widened. Did he hear it correctly? These people knew Mr. Nie, and they helped Mr. Nie catch the bandits and kill the bandits' leader?
These...are not a group of ordinary people.
Ding Rong was stunned.
Zhao Luoyang continued: "Besides, you have taught so many students and have children at home who have entered the official career. You are not an ordinary person."
If Mr. Song had saliva in his mouth now, he would definitely choke on it.
Did he hear it correctly?
This girl also knows that he has taught many students and that his son has passed the imperial examination. He is not an ordinary person, right?
Why didn't you say it before?
Today's compliments came out of nowhere. Mr. Song didn't get used to it at all, so he looked at Zhao Luoyang without blinking.
Why did he think that it was the first day of the first lunar month that Huang Pizi walked to the door of the chicken coop?
The hairs on Mr. Song's body suddenly stood on end.
"Sir," Zhao Luoyang waved his hand in front of Mr. Song's eyes, "What's wrong with you?"
Shi Jiu's voice came from my mind: "Try it gently, I think you, sir, are not in good health."
Mr. Song had guessed what Zhao Luoyang was planning, but he really couldn't see through her thoughts. He couldn't help but worry too much by guessing like this.
Mr. Song took a long time before he said, "What on earth are you..."
Zhao Luoyang didn't wait for Mr. Song to finish and said: "I just thought that when I came to a place like this, I felt uneasy, and it was not easy to meet a good parent officer. If I can help in some way, I would naturally do my best.
"
Mr. Song gave Zhao Luoyang a roll of his eyes. Who would believe this? She thought Zhao Jingyun was waiting for her to rescue him?
"Sir, you don't look good," Zhao Luoyang said. "For the long term, you still have to have a good rest."
Shi Jiu was right, she had to take care of her husband's health. As expected, there was still big work tonight!
Mr. Song wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. He couldn't help but waved his hands in frustration: "Go! Don't disturb my peace casually."
He didn't believe it. Could the little fox really accomplish anything? Can he be so timid anymore to avoid being laughed at by the little fox?
All the words that should be heard by Ding Rong were passed on, and Zhao Luoyang stood up and left.
Shi Jiu said: "Do you think Ding Rong will find you and take the initiative to talk to you?"
Zhao Luoyang said: "Looking at how cautious he is, I'm afraid he won't, but it's a good thing."
Shi Jiu roughly understood what Zhao Luoyang meant: "Ding Rong is so careful, which at least shows that he knows that Zhao Jingyun is in danger. According to the prompts given by the system, Zhao Jingyan and the Zhou family have secretly planned to harm Zhao Jingyun. Regardless of Ding
Why is Rong running away in such a hurry, then he should know some truth."
"In this way, you don't have to go around in circles and can directly participate by grabbing Ding Rong."
Zhao Luoyang responded: "I think about it the same way, but..."
Shi Jiu said: "Are you afraid that you will injure others? Your grandmother, father, and even these relocated villagers."
"Some things have to be decided immediately. Let Ding Rong go, but there will be no next chance," Zhao Luoyang said. "It seems that Zhao Jingyun's matter is different from that of the bandits. It cannot directly threaten everyone's lives, but those people in Hu Cao
When it comes to committing evil, it can be more terrifying than bandits. This time I helped Zhao Jingyun. When I get to Taozhou, even if I can't be taken care of, at least I won't be harmed by those people."
The fire cannot burn them now, but who knows what will happen in the future?
The Zhao family has just cooked food.
When Luo Zhenniang saw that her daughter was back, she got up and went to serve her daughter food.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Mom, I ate at your husband's place." She didn't actually have time to eat just now, but she could redeem a lot of food, so there was no need to share it with everyone.
Luo Zhenniang said: "You also eat this?"
Zhao Luoyang nodded: "What we cook at home is also given by our husband."
Old Mrs. Yang frowned slightly. The old man of the Song family was becoming more and more generous. If she hadn't known that his son had married a daughter-in-law, she would have been really worried that the old man of the Song family had ulterior motives.
However, she owed so much to the old man of the Song family, so she had to remember to pay it back one by one, and she must not embarrass her little granddaughter.
"Second brother," Zhao Xuejing said, "is what Hu Cao said true?"
Zhao Xueli knew what his third brother was asking: "I asked Zhang Dianli. The dianli had never heard of such a statement, but some inside information would not be known until he got to the place of naturalization. This was also done in the past, out of fear that there would be several brothers in the family.
When we get together, it's easy to cause trouble."
Several brothers from the Zhao family couldn't help but remain silent.
Today's meal was originally very sweet, but now several members of the Zhao family are thinking about Hu Cao's words, which has somewhat affected their mood during the meal. Only Zhao Xueyi is "snoring" and eating enthusiastically.
Mrs. Yang didn't know what to say to her fourth son.
"Okay, there's no point in thinking about it. Look at your fourth brother," Old Mrs. Yang said, "There's nothing we can do now. We'll talk about it later."
Zhao Xueyi raised his head, smiled at Old Mrs. Yang and said, "We won't separate anyway."
It sounds easy to say, but how difficult is it to find a way?
Zhao Luoyang said: "I think what my fourth uncle said is right. As long as you think about not being separated, there will always be a way. Originally, we didn't separate our families. We had to stay in the same place when we settled down."
Old Mrs. Yang said to her little granddaughter: "Looking at each of you, you are not as good as Sister Luo. Hurry up and eat quickly. After eating, settle down early. You have to be on your way tomorrow morning."
When the old lady spoke, everyone agreed.
Mrs. Yang looked at Zhao Luoyang: "I can't taste what this meat is, but it doesn't taste like game."
Old Mrs. Yang didn't eat much good food, so naturally she couldn't tell that it was beef.
"Don't worry about the milk," Zhao Luoyang said, "As long as it's delicious, sir, there's some more at your place!"
After the meal, everyone began to look for a place to rest.
They didn't find enough water, so they couldn't even think about washing their faces. However, Zhao Luoyang still supervised everyone to rinse their mouths. It is written in the books in the system that you should pay attention to oral hygiene, otherwise you will easily get sick on the road.
The surrounding area gradually became quiet, and everyone fell asleep except for those keeping watch.
Ding Rong endured the darkness for a while, using the firelight to check the surrounding situation. The people in Hucao should also have rested, and if they wanted to leave, they would have to take advantage of everyone's deep sleep.
Ding Rong gently packed the baggage and tied it to his body. When the night watchman walked away, he rolled on the spot and rolled down the slope. After waiting for a while to make sure no one noticed, he got up and walked forward.
.
He had predicted before that he would keep walking forward and then go west. When daybreak, he would be able to leave Hu Cao and the others behind. As for whether there was anyone in front of him to intercept them, he would tell at that time.
Ding Rong was about to speed up his pace when he suddenly felt a pain on his butt, as if he had been stabbed or bitten by something. He subconsciously reached out to touch it, but a stick hit him silently in the darkness.
The stick wasn't very powerful, but it hit him just right, making him kneel down as soon as his legs went numb.
Ding Rong couldn't help struggling in fear, but for some reason, his body, starting from his buttocks, couldn't lift any strength. He couldn't scream even if he wanted to, and his vision began to become blurry.
what happened to him?
Bitten by a snake? Or attacked?
Ding Rong couldn't think too much, his eyelids had fallen uncontrollably.
Zhao Luoyang looked at Ding Rong who was motionless and pulled out the anesthesia needle from Ding Rong's butt.
This thing is really useful.
"You can aim for the back next time." Shi Jiu always felt that it was a bit strange for a girl, Zhao Luoyang, to take something from a man's butt.
Zhao Luoyang said: "It doesn't say in the instructions, it's best to aim at the buttocks of cows or pigs."
"Back and hip," Shi Jiu repeated, "I think as long as it's not too fragile, it'll be fine."
Zhao Luoyang stretched out his hand to pull Ding Rong's leg, but he used all his strength to stop it from moving. It seemed that at this point, he had to find reinforcements.
…
Zhao Xueli had always been alert and woke up after being pushed by Zhao Luoyang.
"Dad," Zhao Luoyang said, "I caught a person, he may be the one Hu Cao is looking for."
Zhao Xueli felt that he was completely awake, but why couldn't he understand what his daughter said?
"You go with my third uncle," Zhao Luoyang said, "I can't drag him back."
Why do you still need to drag?
Zhao Luoyang said: "He might have been suddenly startled by me and fainted."
What?
Zhao Xueli's mind was still in a mess, but he had already gotten up and called Zhao Xuejing. He would know what was going on if he followed his daughter to see what was going on.
After a while, the three people stood in a circle and looked down at Ding Rong.
Zhao Luoyang lowered his head and pulled off the beard on Ding Rong's face: "Look, the beard is fake, and the rickets are also fake."
"Are you... okay?" Zhao Xuejing was scared. After all, his niece had killed a bandit leader.
Zhao Xuejing squatted down and checked carefully. He was still breathing. He was not dead. It was good that he was not dead. Even if he made a mistake, it could be said to be a misunderstanding.
Zhao Luoyang said: "I think it's better to tie the person up and gag him. Don't wait for him to wake up and yell. Then search what he has with him."
Cold sweat dripped down Zhao Xuejing's forehead. Why is his niece so skilled at this trick?
Zhao Luoyang saw his third uncle looking over and said calmly: "My husband taught me this. You must let your husband know about this."