Chapter Eleven Keeping True and Full of Aspirations, Chasing Things and Moving
As soon as Ye Qing finished sighing, his original uneasiness turned into panic.
This Zuixiang Pavilion Awu never knew where he lived, but he could find his home. He must have asked all the way and found it.
If those young masters wanted to deal with him, even if Jiang Nan didn't say it, it would be easy to find him.
Ye Qing put down the wooden stick, quickly opened the courtyard door, and strode to the next door.
Unable to hide his anxiety, he said to the second elder: "Mr. Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, take the medicine and only a few changes of clothes. Avoid people and hurry to Grandma Li's house in the back street."
Saying that, Ye Qing stuffed the ten taels of silver sent by the team into Granny Zhang's hands, and quickly ran towards the private school without bothering to explain to the two elders who looked uneasy.
"Be kind and show compassion, and you will never be separated from others."
Honesty and integrity will lead to defeat, and banditry will lead to losses.
The nature is quiet and the mood is relaxed, the heart is excited and the spirit is tired.
Keep the truth and be full of ambition, pursue things and change your mind.
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The sound of books made Ye Qing's running steps slow down.
Through the low bluestone wall of the private school, he saw the children in the library sitting upright with books in hand, shaking their heads while reading.
Especially Ye Qian, who had a serious face and stared at the book with bright eyes.
The warm sunshine in early spring shines through the wooden windows and shines on Ye Qian's smooth and shiny face, reflecting a kind of light called hope.
This scene made Ye Qing extremely happy, but what followed was sorrow.
He stepped in, stood at the back of the library, and bowed to Zhang Jing, who was sitting in the first place.
Zhang Jing, who put down his books and stood up, came to the courtyard with Ye Qing and asked with a smile:
"Qing Xiaolang, except when I look for you, I never come here on my own initiative."
"Are you here this time to apologize for your sister being late this morning?"
Suddenly, Zhang Jing thought of something, raised his hand to stop Ye Qing from speaking, and said excitedly:
"By the way, the day before yesterday, Xie Daru from Yingchuan Academy made "Peach Burning Jinjiangdi", and the talented Dan Dan made "Yansuo Pondliu", and Mr. Zhang made "Cannon Town Huaicheng Tower".
It’s breathtaking.”
"Moreover, Mr. Zhang even showed a calligraphy master's calligraphy copybook, saying that he is thin and strong, and he is in his own style, which makes me yearn for him."
"Ye Qing, you are often in Pinglefang, did you know?"
"Also, your poetic talent is outstanding. Is there anyone who can match Xie Daru's absolute talent?"
Absolutely, the copybook made Ye Qing's eyes appear gloomy.
He shook his head and changed the subject with full apology: "Mr. Zhang, I came today to ask for leave for my sister."
"Oh?" Zhang Jing frowned.
On weekdays, no matter whether it is spring, autumn, summer or winter, it rains and snows, and the mother-in-law of the Zhang family is sick. Even if Ye Qian comes late, she never asks for leave.
But today...
After thinking like this, Zhang Jing noticed that there was worry in Ye Qing's gentle face, and he said solemnly: "But because of Qi Yuanwai? I..."
Time was tight and Ye Qing had no time to elaborate, so he quickly said:
"No, it's just a family emergency. Please forgive me, Mr. Zhang. Time is tight. Please call Mr. Zhang to call my sister-in-law."
After a pause, Ye Qing looked at Zhang Jing who looked increasingly worried, forced a smile and joked:
"When things happen at home, my sister-in-law will come and continue her schooling. After all, I just paid for the tuition, so I can't waste it."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jing's worries disappeared. He stared into Ye Qing's starry eyes and said:
"If you really have trouble that can't be solved, you can come to me and I may be able to help you."
After saying this, Zhang Jing strode to Ye Qian who was studying and whispered a few words.
His smart eyes looked at Ye Qing in surprise, and then he ran over with his master full of joy.
Zhang Jing sat back at the front seat and nodded to Ye Qing.
"Brother, why..."
Ye Qing took Ye Qian's hand, stopped her from asking, and took her away directly.
On the way, Ye Qing said directly without reservation:
"Amei, my brother was working as a gunman in Pinglefang some time ago, and he may have offended some young men. I asked the Zhang family's grandma to go to Grandma Li's house, and you should go too."
"Brother, what about you? Also, would it be better for us to go out of the city?"
The excitement and joy disappeared from her pretty face, Rouyi clenched her rough hands tightly, and pursed her lips tightly.
While walking, Ye Qing raised his left hand and rubbed Ye Qian's little head, giving instructions.
"Leaving the city will leave a record, hiding in other places will be seen by others."
"There is only Grandma Li's family in the back street, so you don't have to worry about being discovered."
"You are smart. You should be calm and think more when encountering problems in the future."
Speaking of this, Ye Qing looked at Ye Qian's worried eyes, paused for a moment and then said:
"Believe in your brother, I will be fine."
Yingche's tears appeared in Ye Qian's eyes.
Ye Qing squeezed out a smile and said comfortingly: "It was so difficult when we were young, we made it through, you have to believe me."
"Well, I believe it, brother!" Ye Qian nodded heavily.
After returning home, Ye Qing packed up Ye Qian and asked her to leave. The moment Ye Qian stepped out of the house.
"Amei, I left something for you and put it under the stone slab under the bed."
Ye Qian's body trembled suddenly, her head lowered, and without looking back, she said, "I understand, brother."
Seeing the petite figure disappear, Ye Qing picked up a wooden stick and wrote a line of words on the rammed earth, then picked up the noodle stall and left.
For a while, Ye Qing was walking on the main streets of various shops, hawking along the way, leaving traces of himself.
At dusk.
A majestic figure with a horizontal sword on his waist appeared in Ye Qing's narrow yard in Qifengfang.
The expressionless Bad Lieutenant Zheng Ming raised his eyes and looked at the small courtyard.
It was narrow and shabby, with the word "poor" everywhere, but it was clean and warm, without a trace of the mess found in poor people's homes, which showed that the owner's home was unique, and made his big eyes full of puzzlement.
"Sir, there is no one next door." A bad guy said with a solemn face, clasping his fists and bowing towards Zheng Ming.
Zheng Ming nodded, and finally his eyes fell on the ground. The pleasing words made him squeeze out a stiff smile from the corner of his mouth, and said:
"Go and guard the alley."
"Yes, sir!"
Zheng Ming sat on the wooden chair in the courtyard with a golden sword.
Bang!
Sawdust flew everywhere, and the overburdened wooden chair shattered to the ground.
Zheng Ming, who was half-crouching on horseback, had a gloomy look in his eyes. He continued to exert strength on his waist, stood up and took a look, then stood quietly in front of the words on the ground, lowering his eyes to examine them.
As the sun sets in the west, a crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the stars in the sky shed their light, bringing some light to the dilapidated small courtyard.
Tread!
Footsteps sounded.
Zheng Ming, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes.
The bad guy put his knife on the back of Ye Qing's neck and stepped into the courtyard.
clang!
The noodles were spread out on the rammed earth.
Ye Qing looked at Zheng Ming with a fearful expression, clasped his fists and bowed: "Sir, my lord, the younger one has never committed any crime, why should you take the younger one?"
Under the glow, Zheng Ming looked at Ye Qing's calm eyes and said in a low voice:
"No need to pretend, you're not afraid."
"Little, little, how can you not be afraid?" Ye Qing finished.
There were only three steady breaths left in the courtyard, tearing apart the tranquility of the night in an orderly manner.
After a while, Ye Qing slowly straightened up and looked directly at Zheng Ming with an expressionless face.
"Sir, please explain clearly."
Zheng Ming stretched out his finger and said, "Let's talk about this first."
