At the end of the alley where Qixing lives is the corner gate of Mrs. Yang's natal Zhai Mansion. It is where the family's servants come and go on a daily basis, and is guarded by three or four servants.
Mother Qi, the servant beside Mrs. Zhai, came out and saw the girl standing outside the door.
"Miss Qixing." She called with a smile, "Come in and talk."
Qixing then walked over, and the servant at the door became very enthusiastic.
"Mother Qi, come and sit in the concierge."
"Try our tea."
"The teacups are all clean."
Mother Qi sat down with Qixing, and the concierge all left.
"Come in if you have anything to do. Don't wait outside the door in the cold weather." She said kindly.
After contacting her once or twice, she knew that the eldest lady valued this embroiderer and was a sensible person.
Qixing thanked her, but she didn't respond. Next time she comes, she will still wait outside the door.
"That's right, Mrs. Yang said that the painting is of the scenery outside your village." She directly stated the reason for her visit, "I want to see it with my own eyes to better understand the artistic conception."
Mother Qi said with a smile: "That's no problem. I will arrange for someone to send you there and stay there."
Qixing hurriedly saluted: "No, I can't disturb you. I'm just going there for a walk. Say hello to the people over there. Don't see me, a stranger, disturbed. It's a good place to stay and eat and drink.
It’s all my own business.”
She said and patted the purse in her waist.
"The salary is sufficient, I can't take advantage of my wife anymore."
Mother Qi was so amused that she laughed: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. I'll do whatever you say. You can take care of it yourself. I'll take care of the rest."
Qixing bowed again and left.
After saying hello to Qi's mother, the next day, Brother Guo drove up to Zhai's Zhuangzi outside the city, taking the Seven-Star Green Pheasant with him and carrying the embroidery frame.
Just like before, not long after leaving the city, Qixing got out of the car in his luggage and picked up the horses prepared by Shopkeeper Qiao at the tea shed on the roadside.
"Miss Qixing, do you really want to go?" Shopkeeper Qiao asked in a low voice, "It's too dangerous this time."
In the past, when we robbed people from the government, we only had to deal with one party. This time, we were attacked from both sides. We had to get rid of the evil bandits and avoid the officers and soldiers.
Qixing said: "Don't worry, I will do what I can."
After saying that, he got on his horse and galloped away.
Sitting in the carriage, Qing Pheasant slightly raised the curtain to watch. He took a deep breath and lowered the curtain, looking at the embroidery frame placed in the carriage.
"Brother Long," she said softly, "I opened the box."
As she spoke, she gently pulled the embroidery frame, and the folded embroidery frame slowly unfolded, with one person turning it inside out.
Although he had already seen it before, Qingzhi still couldn't help but want to laugh when he looked at the current ground dragon.
The ground dragon changed into a woman's dress, or in other words, sitting on his knees in the car at this moment, at first glance he looked like another blue pheasant.
Gundilong said: "We actors often have to pretend to be women."
His voice at this time also became delicate, like a little girl.
Qingzhi smiled again: "I'm not laughing at you, I'm happy. Brother Long, you are so awesome."
Ground Dragon lowered his head in embarrassment. He didn't deserve to be called powerful.
After half a day of galloping, the carriage arrived near Zhaijiazhuangzi. Although it was still winter, the remote mountain villages had their own unique charm.
The people on the village saw a carriage stopping by the pond from a distance, and a maid got out. First she took a strange stand from the carriage, and then a girl got out of the carriage.
The girl was wearing a cloak and a hat to cover her face. She was sitting in front of a shelf, just like those scribes sitting on the floor painting and writing. The difference was that she was holding a thin needle in her hand.
The people in Zhuangzi immediately knew, "It's the embroiderer Mother Qi mentioned." "Don't disturb her." "The embroidery she wants to make is something my aunt asked for with a lot of money."
As the voices dispersed, no one came forward to disturb the group.
At the same time, the room where the rich man in Huixian Tower was recuperating was pushed open, and Zhike's hurried footsteps caused a gust of wind.
The wealthy man lying on the bed raised his sleeves to cover his head and face.
"Well, I am a sick person after all." He said, "I still can't stand the cold wind in February."
Zhike couldn't care less about comforting him and stood on the bedside against the cold wind: "The young master is missing."
The rich man opened his sleeves and looked slightly startled: "What do you mean by missing? Are you like playing hide and seek when you are unhappy like when you were a child?"
Zhike smiled bitterly: "It would be nice if he just hid if he was unhappy. He has grown up now. When he is unhappy, he will take matters into his own hands."
The rich man sat up suddenly: "That boy, go kill those fake bandits!"
Mr. Gao did not hide this matter from Gao Xiaoliu and asked Zhike to tell him, because he knew that Liu Yan did not trust them at all and would definitely stop Gao Xiaoliu.
This was indeed the case, but unexpectedly Liu Yan stopped him and Gao Xiaoliu became disobedient.
"Young master always puts the overall situation first. I really didn't expect him to leave without telling me." Zhike blamed himself, "I blame my negligence for not keeping an eye on him."
The wealthy man shook his head: "If he wants to go, who can watch him? It's also my fault. The last time I rescued the ground dragon and let him out, I failed to save him, which irritated him. This time he will do whatever it takes.
I don’t want to miss it either.”
After saying that, he waved his hand.
"Go ahead and don't chase him back. Send someone to protect him. This time it will be no better than before."
Fortunately for the officers and soldiers, he said hello to Liu Yan. Even if Liu Yan is dissatisfied and disbelieving, Gao Xiaoliu will always be spared. The bandits are hard to say. They are extremely vicious people and hyenas.
No matter how powerful the tiger is when it comes down the mountain for the first time, it may suffer.
There was a bonfire lit in the mountain forest late at night, the shadows all around danced, and the mountain wind carried strange laughter, like a group of demons dancing wildly.
"this--"
"and this--"
"Burn it down before the authorities find out——"
One by one, the men threw their tattered coats and straw sandals into the fire, causing flames to rise and sparks to fly.
In front of the bonfire near the cave, there were several large boxes, with gold and silver jewelry shining brightly.
The leader, Zhen Sanshan, was wrapped in thick fur that clearly did not belong to him. He held a handful of jewelry in one hand and looked at it, laughing twice from time to time.
There are also a few minions who are grabbing some bright cloaks. These are women's cloaks. The necklines are decorated with beaded flowers. You can imagine how delicate the people who originally wore them would have been.
Speaking of beauty, a bandit wrapped the red cloak he had snatched around him, with a regretful expression on his face: "We should snatch those women back too."
"We are Mohists." Zhen Sanshan said, without taking his eyes off the jewelry in his hand, "How can we harm others?"
One of the minions dragged his cloak and twisted: "Boss, we have robbed their money, clothes and horses. We have no way to go to the village and no store. It is winter in February and we are afraid of freezing to death in the wild."
The other minions also nodded, "It's so beautiful." "What a pity." "It's better for us to play with you and then die."
"Shut up, everyone." Zhen Sanshan shouted, "They died in the wild. It was God who ordered them to die. It has nothing to do with us. This is the rule."
After saying that, he burst into laughter, causing the jewelry in his hands to scatter on the floor.
The other bandits also laughed and yelled, "Yes, obey the rules." "From now on, if you obey the rules, you will live a good life." "Did you see that the officials are busy arresting the Mo disciples? Come to our mountain and give a warning before leaving.
Already."
Life is really good these days. I can make a fortune without having to hide around.
Amid the laughter, a faint sigh suddenly sounded.
"I'm really envious of how you're living your life."
The campfire was crackling, and the bandits were laughing and shouting. The sound was very soft, and it should have been swallowed up by the noise, but the strange thing was that everyone heard it, as if someone was talking to their ears.
Like a ghost.
The noise suddenly died down, and the laughing bandits stopped and looked around. What happened?
"Who!" Zhen Sanshan stood up and shouted coldly.
The mountain wind swept by, and the nearby big trees swayed, and someone jumped down from the top.
Sure enough, there is someone!
There was a noise among the bandits, but as soon as I looked over, I felt dazzled. The person who came was wearing a golden robe and a golden crown on his head.
The firelight jumped on him, brilliant and dazzling.
What the hell is this?
The bandits froze again.
The person who came swung his hand in front of him and held a golden long sword horizontally. The firelight jumped on it and sprinkled another layer of golden light on his face.
"Mo Zhe, Xiao Liu." He said.
After saying that, he swung the long sword down again, looking very annoyed.
"I can't hear it enough." He said, "I'm in a hurry. I haven't thought about calling myself a good person yet."