Jiaohua

Chapter 1028 Bleeding Portrait (Part [-])
Come out from the main entrance of Yanbo Building, step over the stone bridge, and go through an alley to the next street.

Those who hadn't seen the fight yet were almost knocked over by a team of horses rushing fast.

A group of men in the uniform of Yanyun Guard raised their whips, whipping anyone who was too late to dodge.

Many people were beaten, but dared not speak out.

Zhili thought that it would not be easy to cause trouble, so he endured it and quickly avoided it.

Passing another alley, the two gangs who were fighting fiercely also dispersed because someone said that the government was coming.

A person happened to run towards the entrance of the alley where Zhili was, and vigorously pushed other people away, Zhili left to one side, avoiding the person, but stretched out his feet calmly, tripping the person and throwing him away.

The fall was so heavy that someone couldn't help it, and laughed out loud "puchi".

Once someone starts, the laughter spreads all at once.

The man got up cursing, waved the wooden stick in his hand to look good to others, put on a show, and ran away in a hurry.

The people nearby didn't want to cause trouble, so they dispersed quickly.

Zhili picked up a small object from the ground, it was left by the person who fell down, a worn-out small purse.

There is quite a lot of silver taels in the money bag, a full four coins.

Zhili took a look and put away the purse.

Instead of chasing after him and returning him, it would be better to let the person who suffered an accident by the side of the road go to the hospital to see a doctor.

Out of the alley, the street was congested, too many pedestrians suffered, and the peddlers who brought the burden were even worse. Among them, a young boy who was about the same age as Zhi Li had two baskets of vegetables smashed, and was cleaning up with tears.

Zhili went to help, and listened to the comments of the people around him, saying that he didn't know these people, and he had never seen them before, but there were a few people in this group whose accents seemed to be from Guided in the north.

Most of the vegetable leaves were rotten, and there were only three intact plants. The bamboo baskets were also smashed, and they were repaired with some hemp rope on the spot, and they were tied even stronger than before.

"Thank you young master, thank you young master." The young boy said with tears in his eyes.

Li Li dare not be ashamed: "Don't thank me."

In fact, he could have come here earlier, and perhaps he could have avoided all this.

Thinking of the purse he picked up, he took it out, took out one coin, and gave him the rest along with the purse.

The young boy was busy waving his tanned hands: "I don't dare to ask for this, I..."

"Take it," Zhili interrupted him, and forced the purse into his palm, "It's not mine, it was lost by that group, so it's their compensation for you."

I didn't want to push and push, so I got up and left to help others.

"Thank you, young master!" the little boy shouted from behind.

I helped everyone on the street, and finally inquired about it and went to a nearby medical center to see if I could help.

Once busy, time is the least wasted, and when Zhili returned to Hengyuan's study, it was almost time.

It was night curfew, the street was almost empty at this point, a team of patrolling yamen guards came, and Zhili was stopped for questioning.

He learned a very similar local accent in Xizhou, which didn't make the patrolling yamen suspicious, but just as the patrolling yamen left, he saw a figure standing not far away, staring at him covetously.

It was that annoying man who called himself a celebrity this morning.

Zhili didn't want to pay attention to him, and walked towards the alley.

"Stop!" Zhang Caiyun shouted.

The patrolling yamen guards who had just walked a few steps turned around.

Helpless, had to stop.

"Let's go!" Zhang Caiyun said to the patrolling yamen guards, and quickly walked towards Zhili.

The patrolling yamen guards looked at him, then at Zhili, and didn't stay any longer.

Zhang Caiyun went around to Zhili: "Where's your sister?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Zhi Li said disgustedly.

"You can see the difference," Zhang Caiyun showed the same arrogant expression this morning, "You need to bow and bow when you treat them, but they treat me very respectfully."

"and then?"

"This is the difference, the difference between superiors and inferiors," Zhang Caiyun looked at the side door behind, and said, "Where is your sister?"

"You picture my sister, why?" Zhili raised his eyebrows, "There are many good-looking women in Xizhou Mansion, right?"

Zhang Caiyun smiled, put her hands behind her back, and looked up into the distance: "Succeed, Zhang will talk to you well. If it's love, I will fall in love with her at first sight, and I will fall in love with her because of her beauty. If Daoli, you have Such a big shop, and my official career is boundless. If I am a Taoist, I have a noble nature and a wealth of knowledge. As for Ms. Zhao, I can see that she is not an ordinary woman. Her cultivation is definitely not an ordinary woman. In summary, I If you and Ms. Zhao can get married and combine with each other, they will be complementary. I am the son-in-law of the Gu family, and I am a good wife and mother. Tell me, what a beautiful thing? By the way, I can also support you. "

"It's really... very sick." Zhili said, and started to leave.

"Hey, stop!"

He ignored it and knocked on the door a few times, waiting for someone to open it.

Zhang Caiyun sniffed her nose: "You smell like medicine, but you were injured?"

"I came back from the doctor's office, and I was not injured." Zhi Li returned.

"Medical Center? Could it be that Miss Zhao was injured?"

"No."

"That……"

"Shut up." Zhi Li said fiercely.

The door was opened by a servant woman, Zhili stepped in, and the courtyard door was closed unceremoniously.

Do not engage in evil, Zhang Caiyun had no intention of following in, but the sound of the door closing made him really upset.

"Let's see how I will deal with you in the future." Zhang Caiyun murmured, ready to leave with a flick of her sleeves, her gaze casually swept away and fell under the shade of a tree beside her.

The large patch of roses lying low on the ground at the corner of the eaves is like a colorful brocade, and among the fragrant leaves of the beautiful forest, a few small things caught his attention.

Zhang Caiyun picked them up, the shape has never been seen before, like ornaments on ancient objects, although the things are small, it can still be seen that they are rigorous and dignified, and quite structured.

And, it looks a bit familiar.

Zhang Caiyun couldn't remember where he had seen it before, but since he threw it on the side of the road at random, it seemed that he was abandoned by others, so he put it in his arms, intending to take it back and think about it.

Zhili first went to Xia Zhaoyi's courtyard to look around, there was no light in the house, Little Fatty squatted alone at the door waiting for his master, when he saw Zhili, his little tail wagged behind him.

"My senior sister hasn't come back yet?" Zhili squatted down and asked it.

Little Fatty couldn't understand, he put his front body and head flat on the ground, looked at him with dark eyes, and continued to wag his little tail.

Thinking of what my senior sister said in the morning, if I can't come back, it will be tomorrow, and I frowned in dismay, it seems that tomorrow is really going to be.

"Senior Sister's clothes are very thin today," Zhili murmured to Xiao Dapang, "I hope she doesn't get sick, come," Zhili picked it up, "you can sleep with me tonight."

Zhili went back to the small courtyard, the door was very lightly closed by him.

At the same time, a scream sounded from the Jiang Family Ancestral Hall outside the city.

A large number of villagers in the cottage came out with their lamps, not knowing what happened.

Then I saw a voice from the back mountain: "Something happened in the ancestral hall, come and see, the portrait is bleeding!"

The words "blood and tears" were like water splashing on a pot of oil, and the entire Jiangjia Village boiled in an instant.

(End of this chapter)