1468, the rivers and lakes have you (40) three in one
Jianghu has you (40)
It's August, and the wind in Yanjing is already chilly. But in the south, there's still a bit of heat that hasn't gone away.
I feel that the Northland has been pretty good in recent years, but when I entered the Southland, I breathed a different air and saw different customs and customs, I felt quite different.
On this street, there are many people wearing rags, but there are also many people wearing silk and satin.
Heng'er sighed: "Jiangnan is rich after all, but it is different after all."
Wan Yankang said: "Master, don't be imbued with other people's ambitions. It's true that Jiangnan is rich, but this is in the city. If you go to ordinary people's homes, look again... there are still many poor people...
"
Heng'er didn't take it seriously. He just came out to see the family's merits. He had a lot of impressions along the way. The literary style in the south was flourishing, which was indeed unmatched in the north. For example, in a farmhouse, even if the family is poor, the children in the family
, there are always one or two who have gone to school. Eight out of ten households have scholars. This is the benefit of living and working in peace and contentment. Without being affected by the war, you can cultivate the land with peace of mind and support your children in education.
.Unlike the Northland, where the war has just ended, it can only be said that they have just breathed a sigh of relief and had a full meal. If it were not for the imperial government to set up official schools so that children aged six to ten could go to Mongolia and learn to read, the Northland would only
I'm afraid there are still illiterate stupid people everywhere. In terms of good places, the North is more open and the folk customs are stronger than the South. Because most children are literate, if you want to be literate, you can go to a higher education institution to continue your studies.
There are many self-financed schools here. Most of those who are striving for the imperial examination have to go to special academies. However, if some children from poor families want to work in other places, they can also do so. Such as the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the Ministry of Punishment.
The Ministry of War has set up schools in various places. The Ministry of Industry is mainly for workshop crafts, and the Ministry of Household is mainly for accounting talents. After these people are admitted, room and board are free, and the rest is ignored. After completing the studies, the best are selected and used
, can be regarded as officials in the official system. The Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of War also provide free board and lodging. These two types of schools have prescribed uniforms, so the clothes are also free and distributed quarterly, and there are also some living expenses every month.
Subsidy. These students from the schools set up by the Ministry of Justice will serve as government servants after they come out. They are actually the people who have the most contact with the people. Be careful to prevent these people from becoming evil officials. The students from the Ministry of War, who are similar to those from the military academy, are very powerful.
They went down one by one, inserted into the military camps at all levels, and integrated into the military system, but they were different. They mainly controlled the activity tendencies of the soldiers below. Especially the Jin people, Han people, Party members, and some Mongolian people were mixed in.
This is especially important for the army. The policy says that all ethnic groups are equal, so they must be equal in every aspect. If you want to join the army, then join the army. What happens after that? You still have to take necessary measures. Because this measure is appropriate.
, and eliminated several mutinies in the army in advance.
Because of the nature of the school, a quick glance shows that the literacy rate is quite high. But in terms of background, it is still southern.
Heng'er looked at the people coming and going and asked the fourth master: "Normally, this silk weaving was only spread from the north to the south after the Han and Tang Dynasties... The north has been in war for many years and the people have moved south. This can be understood...
But why don’t we revive silk weaving in the North?”
The Fourth Master was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect the child to ask such a question. He then asked: “Why do we have to fight between the north and the south when there are cottons with greater yields for cotton fabrics?”
Heng'er was also stunned. He looked at the fourth master without saying anything. It took him a long time to realize something: he was born in the New Song Dynasty, grew up in the New Song Dynasty, and was born the prince of the New Song Dynasty. In his eyes, the New Song Dynasty is the new crown prince.
The Song Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty was the Southern Song Dynasty, and when he stepped out, he stepped on the land of another country. But his father was different. In his heart, the Southern Song Dynasty should have been his own world. Even if he is not under his own rule now,
Psychologically speaking, this is a whole.
People from the New Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty look alike, and although they speak with different accents, the meaning is understandable. They learn the same books and write the same words, but they are passed down from one ancestor to the present day. How can they be separated?
He said seriously: "Dad, I understand."
With this understanding, his perspective on the problem immediately changed. He began to look at the advantages and looked for the shortcomings, and began to think about how to eliminate these shortcomings if he was asked to do it himself.
Wan Yankang sighed when he looked at other people's sons. Then he looked back at his own son. He usually looked fine, but now he didn't like him no matter how he looked at him.
Yang Guoxin said, I knew you didn't like me. My surname is Yang and my title is not given to me. How satisfied can you be with me?
So along the way, I only rushed to the fourth master who could give him a title and a wife. I had to go in and check the inn room first. As for the bedding, I bought new ones on the way and the carriage was loaded with them. When I got there, I packed them myself.
, in the name of a disciple serving the master, I wish I could try both the hot and cold water for washing my feet at night.
But even so, the fourth master also felt the inconvenience of going out. The carriage was bumpy, which was already very uncomfortable. If Tongtong was here, he would press down three or two times, and the fatigue would disappear. Long Er
Heng'er and Heng'er both know medical skills, but what they learn is very targeted. What kind of understanding of du? This kind of thing is completely different from Tongtong's efforts to eliminate all diseases in the world. They can
I am embarrassed to say that I cannot do this by meditating on the road, exercising my internal energy, and then all the fatigue disappears. I am embarrassed to be a father, but I would never think of this as a child.
So, lying in bed at night is so uncomfortable.
Being spoiled by Tongtong, I was so delicate that I couldn't stand the slightest pain. It seemed even more uncomfortable than when I went out to run errands and bumped around on horseback all day long.
Heng'er is young, and Fourth Master is worried about him living alone. And Long'er happens to be worried about his father living alone. With Heng'er around, no one else can get close to him. She and A Chou live next door to the east, and the Yang family and his son
We live next door to the west. It’s okay to be in the middle. So the fourth master lives with Mr. Heng’er. The child practices martial arts and has bright ears and eyes. When he turned over in pain at night, the child woke up and returned.
When he turned over, he thought that his father couldn't sleep at night because he was thinking about things in the Southern Song Dynasty. After all, he had been watching for a whole day and calmed down at night. It was normal for him to have some thoughts and things on his mind. So the child said: "
…This will all happen in the future, we can’t rush now. Tell me what you think of, and I’ll write it down in my notebook. I’ll make decisions based on the situation in the future, and I’ll definitely not forget it…”
Fourth Master, who was secretly massaging his arms: "...I understand, go to sleep!"
I thought to myself: As expected, my children cannot be relied upon. If I am to rely on them, I have to rely on my wife.
I won’t go into detail on this point. Let’s just talk about eating and drinking on the way. Outside, it doesn’t mean that you can encounter hot food if you want to eat hot food. If you can’t find a place to tip your meal, don’t you just have to deal with a mouthful of dry food? As for that?
Talking about hunting on the road and roasting it yourself... Unless you are out at night and can't catch up with Sutou, and you have a lot of time to waste at night, that's fine. But can you bear to be asked to eat that every day?
There is also something to drink...not to mention. There is a small clay stove on the road to heat hot water for making tea. But isn't this the water you use wherever you go? It's like carrying Tongtong with you for several lifetimes, water.
The taste is the same. The key is that the water makes people feel really comfortable after drinking it, and there is absolutely no acclimatization or anything like that. It is getting better now. I had some symptoms as soon as I got to the south, but Tongtong always keeps it in his purse.
I took the pills and secretly took a few so as not to leave the person outside.
Thinking about it like this, I regretted in my heart. I asked Long'er to take Heng'er out to see how good it was, but I had to run out in a hurry, leaving others alone to wander around. Now I'm fine, I've suffered.
He was lying in bed feeling uncomfortable and did not dare to move. He would inevitably look wilted the next day. He felt in his heart that he was used to this problem now. This was true. Now he really dare not think about the past days. Now he calls himself back.
Starting all over again, it would be impossible to live as an emperor who was so diligent, getting up at three o'clock in the morning, and not sleeping until midnight. It would be impossible to survive. Or could one say that the past days were all good days.
Seeing his father's expression this morning, Long'er secretly asked Heng'er: "What's wrong?"
Heng'er explained the reason why he didn't sleep well at night. Of course, this was the reason he thought he had. This made Long'er unable to even find words of comfort.
But after breakfast, the eagles flew back. Two days ago, they were sent back to Yanjing to send a letter of safety, and now they have replied.
Long Er looked a little strange while holding the letter. The letter almost explained everything in detail about arranging her father's food, clothing, housing and transportation.
It was explained in great detail what nights to give regular massages, which acupuncture points to massage, and so on. Only then did she realize: Oh! It turns out that daddy wasn’t thinking about things so he couldn’t sleep well, it was because his body was not in a good place and he couldn’t sleep well.
Long'er wanted to say that she should press her father's finger right away, as this seemed to undermine his dignity, so he had to pull Heng'er aside first: "Tell me to give it a try."
He pressed Heng'er until he cried like a wolf and howled like a ghost before letting go.
Yang Guo also thought it was Long Er who had learned some new treatment, and hurriedly approached him: "Use me...use me...I'm not afraid of pain..."
Wan Yankang pulled him over: "Just stay here, what's the matter with you?"
If you don't have any sense of stability, how can someone marry your daughter to you? I still don't understand what kind of young man do they like?
Long'er rubbed both Heng'er and Achou once, and then went to find her father.
As soon as the Fourth Master saw the acupoints he was pressing, he understood that Tongtong had sent a special message to explain it. But the strength of his hands... Oops, it's still wrong. When your mother pressed it, I didn't even notice it when I was asleep.
I have woken up with a start. My dear girl, with your strength, even if I fainted, you still had to wake me up. But I still had to bear it, not to show it, and I still had to have a spring-breathing smile on my face, which would make people look like this:
My daughter is so filial, my father is very pleased with her.
So Long Er wrote in reply to her mother: Daddy enjoyed it very much.
Tongtong: "..." If your mother and I could be replaced so easily, I would no longer be your mother. Just thinking about it, I can still think of how the fourth master looks like he is 'enjoying'. I want to give that child a few words.
, how much strength should be used, but this strength varies from person to person and cannot be measured. I took the letter and shook it in my hand. I had no choice but to cry out.
But Long Er, who felt that he had done a great job, was quite satisfied. He put his father and younger brother to sleep, and when he came back, he said he had washed and slept. He sat on the edge of the bed, touched his head, and called A Chou: "Let your hair be loosened first."
Now, let’s get some hot water.”
As she said this, she took off two of her hairpins, while A Chou poured the hot water into the bathtub.
She called out again: "Ah Chou, put that one down first, the hairpin at the back is hard to get..."
As a result, A Chou remained silent and just did her thing.
Long Er's hands froze on his head and he looked towards her, only to see that A Chou was in a state of wandering mind, just doing her work mechanically, as if he hadn't heard even a single word she said.
A different look flashed in her eyes, and then disappeared without a trace. When she brought A Chou back, she knew that there was something wrong with A Chou. But in the past ten years, she has not asked a word, and the other party has also said nothing.
Didn't say anything.
A Chou is not ugly. She once drugged A Chou without knowing it. After she fell asleep, she removed the disguise on her face and looked at her. Not only was she not ugly, she even looked pretty.
She is said to be very beautiful.
Over the years, she had been very lenient with her and just pretended that her disguise was not discovered. When she left the palace, she even took her out with her, but she never found anything unusual about her, let alone anyone.
Special contact.
Now, this is the first time.
She went over and stretched out her hand to test the water temperature. Only then did A Chou react: "Girl, I'll redeem it right away."
Long Er waved his hand: "That's enough. Leave some hot water, just in time to wash your hair."
A Chou responded and took a ladle. Long'er was already soaking in the water. Only his black hair hung down outside the barrel. A Chou put the tub under his hair, pouring water from ladle after ladle.
Wet the hair, then took the hair cream from the jar, gently applied it on the hair and rubbed it. Long Er made a hissing sound when he pulled it three or two times, and A Chou woke up: "Girl..."
Long Er laughed and said, "My mother has always been considerate and smart. You have never made any mistakes since you started serving me. You never let me wash my face or scald it, and you never pulled my hair once..."
"That's because slaves are born to serve others." A Chou lowered his head and said this.
"You are talking nonsense." Long Er closed his eyes and did not look at her. He only said: "No one is born to serve others. For example, Ruan Ruan, whose marriage has been settled, will also be an official wife in the future. She will come and go.
Who dares to look down on the court? Or do you feel that serving me has wronged you?"
A Chou said hurriedly: "Girl, what are you talking about? How have I ever been wronged? The girl treats me kindly and never looks down on me because I am ugly. Take me home and treat my injuries.
Let me live in this world again. Although I am called a servant, I have never been treated as a subordinate. I eat on the same table and wear the best clothes. Where a girl is, I am. Teach me how to read and understand.
, practice martial arts to strengthen your body. The girl has the gift of reinvention for me." As she said that, tears fell into the basin. Her hands were much steadier than before, and she gently rubbed her scalp, one by one.
A ladle of warm water was poured down the top of the head. Watching the white foam flow into the basin, he wrapped his hair in a dry towel.
Long'er also got up, wrapped up her body and got into bed directly. She just let her hair hang loose and dry slowly. She patted her side and said, "You can come over and sleep quickly if you want to wash up."
A Chou also washed up, tidied the room, and lay down.
Long Er turned her back and opened her eyes wide, waiting for A Chou to speak. But then, there was the sound of A Chou's steady breathing, but she still didn't say anything and just fell asleep.
She slept awake all night. A Chou must have encountered something, and he was in this inn. Therefore, the next day, she paid special attention to everyone in the inn, from the old shopkeeper who was over sixty years old to the eleventh
The two-year-old waiter noticed that everyone inside did not know martial arts. Not every guest in the inn was seen, but what he saw... was just like that. There were students who traveled around to increase their knowledge.
There were small businessmen doing business. Occasionally, there were also government officials who came in for patrols, but they found nothing unusual.
When the fourth master saw Long Er acting like this, he knew that something was wrong. He originally said that he would stay for two more days to walk around and see the places of interest, but now he gave it up and said, "...come to Lin'an as soon as possible.
You can go anywhere after finishing your work...it’s more important to do business first..."
On the way, Fourth Master called Long'er into his carriage and asked, "What's wrong? Has anyone seen through our identities?"
Long Er whispered: "It's A Chou."
The fourth master then understood that A Chou was making different movements, which meant that the Ming Dynasty was at work.
Seeing that the child was nervous, he smiled and said: "In the New Song Dynasty, there was nothing wrong, but in the Southern Song Dynasty, something was immediately wrong. This shows that your Chaowen Pavilion is running well and the influence of Mingjiao has never penetrated."
In other words, that was the Southern Song Dynasty...there were already Mingjiao activities.
Seeing the child thinking about this, he said: "There is no need to be nervous. Maybe it is not as dangerous as you think... Mingjiao believes in light and believes that darkness will pass sooner or later... If there are people who believe in this religion among the people of the Southern Song Dynasty...
…That’s not entirely a bad thing…”
Long Er frowned: "What dad means... we have the final say who is the light messenger. It can be them, or it can be us. If we use it well, it may have miraculous effects."
Children can be taught.
Long'er's heart felt relieved and he became happy. Along the way, he also paid attention to these news.
Yang Guo sat on the shaft of the carriage and heard a few words. He was a thoughtful person. Seeing that the officials were paying attention to this, he put his mind on this matter. Everywhere he went, he would always get up and go out in the middle of the night.
Go to the east house and look around the west house to see if there are any tablets enshrined in the house.
It really does exist! Even if it is well hidden, you can still find the Buddhist niche based on the smell of incense and candles. The person enshrined in it is not King Ming.
He told the officials about this: "Twenty-three out of ten, I believe in it."
This means that there are many people who are dissatisfied with their current living conditions. The closer they get to Lin'an, the more serious this phenomenon seems to be. Some villages actually have unknown temples dedicated to unknown gods.
Immortal. They went in specially to have a look. From the looks of it, they were probably King Ming.
The Fourth Master then asked Heng'er: "What is 'Ming'?"
Heng'er solemnly said: "Ming means that the light will shine. I hope that the light will shine, and I believe that the darkness will eventually pass. But what is the 'Ming' that the people are looking forward to? The world is peaceful, the world is clear, and we don't want silk and satin to increase wealth and honor.
The only thing that needs to be done is to have food, clothing, warmth, and peace of mind. Whoever can do this is a well-deserved Mingwang. Whether he believes in Mingjiao or not, he is."
Long Er had a smile on his lips and glanced at A Chou from the corner of his eye. However, A Chou only stared at the statue of Prince Ming in a daze. When everyone else came out, she still stood there without moving.
Long Er didn't rush her, he just stood at the door and waited quietly. Yang Guo looked at this and then that, something flashed in his eyes. Even Wan Yankang reminded Fourth Master: "Long Er
That kid has a good heart, but you still have to be careful."
Before anyone could tell Long Er to be careful, A Chou took advantage of the night to tell him everything.
"...I was born in Mingjiao...My mother is a saint of Mingjiao...Saints of Mingjiao cannot get married or have children...So, I was secretly born by my mother...I have been raised in
In the secret room of my mother’s dormitory…”
Long Er frowned: "When I saw you, you were only a few years old, but you remember all these things?"
A Chou smiled bitterly: "As the girl said before, I have always helped her comb her hair and dress... That's because I live on my own, and also because I am several years older than the girl. My mother doesn't want to call her
I have been growing up in a secret room, so I found the secret method. Even at the age of eight or nine, I still look like a three or five-year-old child. She was thinking that even if someone suspected that there was something fishy about her seclusion that year, they would not
When it comes to giving birth to a child..."
I see!
However, there is such a secret method, which is truly unheard of and unseen. Even with my mother's medical skills, there is no problem in checking the pulse, which shows her brilliance.
The question in her mind was answered, and it became clear that A Chou was already quite old back then, probably around ten years old. A ten-year-old child is already old enough to remember things.
She asked, "Why did you come to me?"
Long Er smiled bitterly: "There is an elder in the sect, and her disciple has also reached an age. She has always wanted her disciple to become a saint. Although my mother gave birth to me, she didn't grasp the reason, but she seemed to be aware of it.
I just struggled to find no evidence. When I was five years old, because of the secret method, I looked like I was only two years old. My mother secretly took me out. Three months later, she brought me back to the religion in the name of accepting a disciple.
Here, I always thought that in this way I could hide the truth. I was even more afraid that people would connect the two of us based on our appearance..." She reached out and touched the birthmark on her face, "My mother put this on me... and took me back.
When I was young, no one really doubted me. My mother casually handed me over to the correctional aunt, and she just ignored me whether I was being beaten or scolded. Just like that, I grew up day by day in the correctional school.
But as I get older, my body grows slower than others. No one has used that secret method before, so I don’t know what it will do. At that time, children about the same age as me were already a head taller than me, but in three or four years,
When I came down, I only seemed to be a year or two older. Moreover, my eyes looked more and more like my mother. During the annual festival, young children like us had to enter the main hall to worship. It happened that there were
A girl who had been chosen in advance was injured and could not go. I was the only one who could temporarily pull her away. The birthmark on my face was too ugly and would be unsightly. So, my grandma used white gauze to cover my face.
The face is covered, leaving only a pair of eyes. The girl may not know that the saints of the Ming sect always cover their appearance even in daily life. Some people have not seen my mother when she was a child or cannot remember it accurately.
I recognized it. But the elder had watched my mother grow up, so she grabbed me, looked at me, and said that I was just like my mother when she was young. My mother denied it at that time and deliberately pulled my face scarf away.
She came down and got very angry, saying that the elder was deliberately mocking her... But my affairs are easy to find out. In what year did I join Mingjiao, how old was I when I joined, how many years have I been a member, how old am I now, etc., etc.
Asked, those who did not doubt became suspicious... The elder gathered several major protectors in the sect, arrested me, coerced my mother, and forced my mother to abdicate. What is the ending of a saint who stepped down from the position of a saint?
I don't know, but I know very well that my mother was very scared at the time... She said it was a slander. She had never given birth to a child at all, and she didn't know who I was... The elder said that we just needed a child to go to the Central Plains.
, if I am really not her daughter, please act according to plan..."
Long Er's expression changed, he already knew what was going to happen.
A Chou's tears fell immediately: "Young girl is right. When she met me, all the injuries on my body were due to my mother... She broke my hamstring with her own hands and broke my...
My legs were cut with ninety-nine eighty-one cuts with a lancet... Just like that, I was taken out of Mingjiao by the elder's people and brought to the Central Plains... She beat me, scolded me, and tortured me along the way.
Me, just to make me say that I am my mother's daughter... I am my mother's daughter, but I am not my mother's daughter either... When she took action herself and used the sword in her hand on me,
Our fate as mother and daughter was also broken. I hated my mother so much at that time, how could I admit that I was my mother's daughter? Seeing that things were going wrong, she planted a poison in me... If there is no one to control this poison,
Wake up, then no one can find out..."
"You..." Long Er was startled, "You mean, you noticed that your Gu was awakened..."
A Chou nodded, "I can't tell what it feels like, but I know... they came... I don't know what kind of voodoo the old witch planted, but this kind of thing is uncontrollable. I'm afraid it's really...
Stay with the girl, in case I am not controlled and hurt the girl or do something that I will regret... So, girl, ask me to leave, or you can kill me!"
Long Er stretched out his hand: "Give me your arm and I'll check your pulse."
A Chou stretched out her arm, and Long Er put her hand on her wrist. She couldn't help but frown: This method is really clever. She couldn't notice anything wrong with it. On the contrary, she felt that the pulse was strong, as if it was hers.
Martial arts have become more refined.
This was still really puzzling. She had indeed never seen anything like this before.
But it's not impossible to let A Chou go. But in her situation, the other party wants to take advantage of her. If they use this Gu to control her again, her life will be ruined. Everything can be fake, but these ten or so
The fact that we have been together day and night for many years cannot be faked. How can I bear to leave her alone?
Let alone kill her! Her mother could cripple her, but she really couldn't kill her. There is not such a solution to the problem: "If you don't perceive the mistake, then I didn't diagnose it. But I did."
If you don't come out, it doesn't mean that my mother can't do anything. You have been with me for so many years, you should know my mother's methods... So, I will ask Diao'er to send a message to my mother, ask my mother, see her
Can you understand Gu..."
insanity?
Lin Yutong looked at the letter in his hand, how could this child encounter such evil things?
Lin Yutong can only describe Gu as evil. Do you understand? In fact, this thing is a kind of poisonous insect. As long as it is a poisonous insect, she has a way. The Divine Wood King Cauldron has a huge attraction to highly poisonous things.
.It shouldn’t be difficult to coordinate with this thing. She wrote a few more temporary suppression prescriptions, and she expected that it would be fine for the time being.
Asking Diao'er to let go of the letter, she wrote another letter and asked someone to deliver it to Emperor Duan.
Dali is located on the southwest border, so it should know more about this aspect. Moreover, Long'er said that A Chou was planted with voodoo, doesn't that mean that there are people in the Persian Ming Cult who know how to plant voodoo. How did this voodoo spread to the past?
of?
After sending the letter away, I couldn't help but worry about the fourth master and his two children. No matter how talented they are, there are still many unknown things in this world that cannot be fully grasped. I don't know if they can cope with them.
Long Er didn't know if the medicine would work, so she went to several pharmacies to buy medicinal materials. She boiled the medicine herself, watched A Chou drink it, and then waited quietly, "How do you feel?"
A thin layer of sweat broke out on A Chou's head. Just now he felt something hurting in his chest. He was very active. Now he lost consciousness again. "...I feel much better..."
Long Er thoughtfully said: "It seems that it can be controlled in the short term." She told A Chou, "When I encounter a pharmacy in the future, I will buy medicine separately for later use. I will make pills later. If I feel something is wrong, hurry up.
Take the medicine. My mother said she has a way, don't worry."
A Chou couldn't help but choked up: "Girl, these years, I have only regarded the girl as my relative...I..."
"I know, no one is chasing you." Long Er wanted to comfort you, but didn't know where to start. Moreover, being treated like this by her biological mother, she didn't quite understand what the origin of this saint's daughter was. She knew she couldn't do anything.
You want to do it, and you have to give birth to a child with such pretentiousness. What the hell is this! If you don’t call it a saint, then you shouldn’t do it. You want the privileges that a saint brings, but you don’t want to live the miserable life of a saint.
, Isn’t it too demanding to want love between a man and a woman, and to have a relationship between a mother and her daughter?
A Chou also said: "Back then, when I was taken away, actually...my mother once chased me here and talked to me when the old witch was not around. She told me not to blame her for being cruel. If she didn't
If we do that, neither she nor I can survive. Now, we have finally found a way to survive... She told me to be good, as long as I live, I will get better... After I hated it, I often thought, maybe
What she said is true... I still hold on to the fantasy that maybe my mother can really control the Ming Cult for me, and then maybe one day she will take me home... But the first, second, and third waits did not come.
...But I see how my mother treats girls every day... Only then do I realize that my mother is supposed to be like that... It turns out that my mother has never loved me... Never... Girl, I am from Mingjiao.
"My mother is a saint of Mingjiao, but I... hate Mingjiao!" She knelt down with a pop, "If the girl uses me and asks me to go back to Mingjiao to find out the news, I am willing to go..."
Long Er laughed: "Why should I ask you to find out the news? Do you think they are smarter than our Chaowen Pavilion?"
A Chou was stunned, "What do you mean, girl?"
Long Er laughed loudly: "If you must have a name, you can become the saint of Chaowen Pavilion. Don't worry, I won't stop you. You will get married if you should, and you will have children if you should.
No one will stop you... You can do this saint as long as you want... And..." She pointed at Ah Chou's face, "I don't like that thing, so throw away that ugly thing quickly.
, a good face, but suddenly it turned into two colors."
After removing the cover, the area is obviously more than one shade whiter than other areas.
From that day on, A Chou tore off the ugly things on his face. This girl is a very bright beauty, and everyone who looks at it can’t help but want to take a second look. On the contrary, A Chou has always shown off her ugliness, and she has not yet
I'm so used to the attention of everyone. But after all, I have been in the palace for so many years, and I see everyone with Long'er. I am shy, but I don't feel shy.
What she saw on everyone's faces was shock, but no surprise. So, she knew that her identity was not a secret in the eyes of these people.
But even though he was able to treat her kindly, his heart became more and more sad and uncomfortable.
Morning was the busiest time in the inn. The animals were fed and they were ready to set off again. The group was about to leave. Ah Heng had already helped Fourth Master get into the carriage, but he saw a few more people walking into the stable in the backyard.
Several attendants, several girls, and a middle-aged couple clustered in the middle. Behind the middle-aged couple, followed a teenage girl, dressed in green, with her head lowered and following behind. It was easy to see that this
It's a family of three.
A Chou sat on the shaft of Long'er's carriage and asked inside: "Miss...sit tight. Let's go!"
Before Long Er could answer, he heard a deep male voice: "Whose girl has a good appearance..."
Is this praising A Chou?
Before Long Er could react, her ears moved and she couldn't help but frown. She leaned back, and a golden light passed through her. With a bang, something was thrown in from the car window and embedded in the opposite car wall.
superior.
When he opened his eyes and took a closer look, he saw that it was a large piece of gold. Immediately afterwards, he heard a cold female voice: "That gold, I'll buy that girl of yours with the charming face..."
After finishing his words, the person was already approaching. A Chou couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He saw a pair of rough, big hands that didn't match the other person's appearance, slapping him like iron palms. This was not to catch him, but he was clearly trying to catch him.
own life.
Seeing that the iron palm was about to grab her, there was a whoosh in the carriage, and a piece of white brocade came out like a snake, and pulled the hands. She was able to escape and rolled along the shaft of the carriage.
Come down.
Fourth Master opened the curtain and looked outside, but Heng'er was holding him tightly inside: "Dad, don't go out. These people are no match for my sister. If you go out, you will only cause chaos..."
Fourth Master: "..."
The author has something to say: See you tomorrow. ps: Special thanks to reader 'Mi' for taking the precious time to help me post the link to the upcoming second volume "The New Journey of Making Money in Life". I only copied it.
It's ok. I haven't tried whether the mobile webpage and app can be 'directly connected', but the webpage is already available. Just click to go directly. I think the app will be able to do it later. So, I want to chase Si Ye and Tongtong.
If you want to keep going, please click to collect it, thank you.