While he was speaking, Jun Ziqian and the little girl turned around and got into their own carriage.
Yun Yan also returned to her carriage with a cold expression.
Ruan Jun doesn't know.
Seeing this, Liang Yuanhua responded calmly: "Oh, I have something else to do. If you have anything to do, tell him."
He pointed at the blue-clad head catcher beside him, then turned and left.
The shop owner held the knife, folded his arms, and looked at Ruan Jun expressionlessly, waiting for him to continue.
Ruan Jun's face suddenly turned green and white, he threw off his sleeves, turned around and was about to get on the carriage.
As a result, the groom said "drive" and walked away from him.
"Wait!" Ruan Jun exclaimed, "Miss Yunyan!"
Yun Yan, who was sitting in the carriage, had a cold face and completely ignored Ruan Jun who was calling from behind.
The carriage drove away quickly.
Ruan Jun's face turned even darker with anger, and his eyes were completely cold.
*
Jun Ziqian is sitting in the carriage, his demeanor is still calm and elegant, his expression is indifferent, his eyes are distant and empty, showing no joy or worry.
Ye Youlan was troubled in her heart. Yanzhi's brother had something to keep in his mind, which was not good for his health.
But she didn't know how to make him happy.
The silent atmosphere along the way was extremely boring.
When they arrived at the intersection of Xinghua Village, Jun Ziqian finally asked her: "Miss Lan, how do you evaluate the King of Qin who is so ruthless in killing?"
"ah?"
The little girl was confused and looked at him with bright eyes.
Then he thought for a moment, did not answer, and pulled Jun Ziqian out of the carriage with a smile.
She pulled him and stood on the bank of the countryside, pointing to Xinghua Village behind her: "Brother Yanzhi, look over there."
Jun Ziqian looked back.
In the fields in front of the village, there are many farmers hoeing the ground with hoes.
There were children digging for earthworms and catching sparrows on the edge of the field, and some were riding on the backs of cows and shouting happily.
In front of the house, several villagers were sitting leisurely on stone chairs, chatting about this year's field income, with smiles on their faces.
The peasant women were sitting together, some were knitting and embroidering, some were watching their children's mischief, and some were chatting and laughing together.
This Xinghua Village is so peaceful and ordinary.
The little girl smiled and said: "Although I have never met King Qin, nor do I know him, but I heard from those storytellers that King Qin killed countless people, but he was always on the battlefield, and what he brought to the world was peace. .”
"Grandpa Xiao, Uncle Luo, and Uncle Lin from Xinghua Village, including aunt and others..."
"They are all grateful to the King of Qin and respect the King of Qin, because it was him who fought on the battlefield for Da Qi, killed tens of thousands of enemies for them in front of the battle, and devoted himself to them in the court..."
"That's why... they can rise and set and rest, so that their descendants can be reproduced from generation to generation."
The little girl has a soft and sweet voice, and her eyes are firm and trusting.
Jun Ziqian's eyes suddenly tightened, as if something melted, and his heart seemed to be caressed by a pair of gentle hands.
He looked at her deeply, feeling a slight surge in his heart, and finally asked: "So outside the city today, what do you think of my method of dealing with those people? Do you think I am too cruel?"
those people?
The little girl blinked and remembered those people who assassinated Yanzhi's brother.
She shook her head and said: "No, I think that's what happens in Jianghu. They are deliberately planning to kill you. Could it be that they fell into your hands and you can't repay them with kindness?"
"My mother once said that rivers and lakes are inseparable from blood. Anyone who walks in the rivers and lakes must have this awareness. Don't regret falling into the hands of others and ask others to be kind."