Jiaohua

Chapter 1342
The sun is getting better and better, and at the end of the day, people are scorching hot.

After Xia Zhaoyi left the house, he walked slowly on the long street, looking at the neighbors who had been revived because of "ransacking" everywhere.

The crowd chattered, chatting excitedly about where it was copied and who was taken away by the government.

The once mighty and terrifying Tianrongwei disappeared overnight.

Unknowingly walking to the Bi Mansion, Xia Zhaoyi looked up at the resplendent lintel. Although the white silk and white flags hung high, the glazed tiles and the crimson gates painted by the moon and moon were still shining under the sun.

Shi Guoxin went up to hand over the greeting card, but the servant who came out didn't pick it up, he just said: "There is a great funeral in the world, and the Bi family mourns together. Come back after fasting and sleeping on the 27th."

Shi Guoxin came back: "Second Miss, no guests."

Xia Zhaoyi said: "Then let's go."

Shi Guoxin was taken aback, and followed her footsteps: "Second Miss, shall we go now?"

"That's right," Xia Zhaoyi smiled faintly, "Except for relatives and friends who have close contacts with these big mansions that are in mourning, who can knock on the door at this time."

"Then, why do we still come here to deliver this invitation?"

"In order to let them know that we have looked for them, He Jing will be turned upside down a few days later, this invitation card that was not accepted is their reassurance."

Shi Guoxin didn't quite understand what he heard, so he nodded and followed.

Afterwards, Xia Zhaoyi went to Du's mansion to see the injury for Imperial Physician Du. After setting the bones and changing the medicine, he read Li Ju's disease records left by Du Wenping, and rewrote several prescriptions and acupuncture points.

When she came out again, she took Shi Guoxin to Butler Zeng's rice noodle shop.

The front hall of the rice noodle shop was closed, so she walked around and went in, only to see that the backyard was extremely lively, with 20 people standing there.

She was dressed in a heroic attire, black shirt and strong clothes, and she was indiscriminate between male and female. With her clear and bright skin and exquisite facial features, she attracted countless eyes.

To those sizing-up eyes, she glanced back lazily, or nodded slightly, neither humble nor overbearing, generous and courteous, making more people curious about her identity.

Butler Zeng was talking to someone, when he saw Xia Zhaoyi, he was about to come over, but Xia Zhaoyi gave him a look to signal him not to.

Butler Zeng continued the conversation.

Steward Zeng is from Hengxiang, but with his smooth Xizhou accent and his understanding of the local customs, no one doubted his origin.

Xia Zhaoyi stood beside the crowd and looked at the 20 people, all of whom spoke with a Mingtai county accent.

It can be heard from the content of the speech that it is related to the arrears of spring taxes.

Steward Zeng's business is very big, and they are all suppliers. They think that Steward Zeng can open such a large shop in Hejing, and they have some connections, so they come to ask Steward Zeng for help.

Xia Zhaoyi listened for a while. These people were not the first batch to come to Beijing. There were also a large number of farmers, tenants, and small businesses. Many people had been to Hejing a while ago.

One of the white-haired old men kept wiping away his tears and knelt down while talking with Butler Zeng.

Steward Zeng sighed: "Those people have come to Hejing and returned without success, then you know that I, a small man, can't help you much."

The old man howled: "Mr. Zeng, we are desperate!!!"

"Yeah, it's going to kill us!"

"You help us!"

Xia Zhaoyi suddenly said crisply: "I heard that at the beginning of spring, there was a princess in the palace who went to Mingtai County to buy shops and land. She bought and sold by force, earning less and paying more. Didn't you drive her away at that time?" ? Later, the imperial court sent Meng Xiaochuan, the son of Marquis of Xuanping, to appease him, but it seems that he was not appeased."

Qunqing was furious, and one of them said: "Where is he going to appease, the imperial court is nothing more than a dog, he is here to arrest people!"

Xia Zhaoyi asked: "Catch who?"

"Who else could it be? The six men who were the first to attack the officers and soldiers that day, and the two who later came out to take the lead in accusing the princess."

"Have you caught it?"

The crowd shook their heads.

Xia Zhaoyi said, "Meng Xiaochuan is still in Xucheng now?"

The white-haired old man cried loudly: "He's no good here, Xu Cheng, it's completely messed up!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the others were also filled with grief and indignation, and the bitterness in their stomachs seemed to pour out again, and they all began to cry with Xia Zhaoyi.

Xia Zhaoyi's pretty face was calm and calm, listening quietly.

In fact, she already knew these things, but what she learned from the letters of her subordinates was nothing more than cold words and numbers, which was not as touching as the crying old man in front of her eyes.

In the end, there was only one feeling left in her heart, that when she hit Yangping that day, she was still too light in the end.

After staying in the house for a long time, I feel deeply depressed.Xia Zhaoyi found an excuse to go out to get some fresh air, and sat down on a short stone pier in the alleyway outside the backyard.

The cool wind blows in, the back alley is full of neighbors' clothes and pants, whistling and flying.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at them deeply, as if his heart was blocked by a big rock.

In the past, she was actually a very indifferent person.

Accompanied by the mountains, singing with the wind, what you can see, flowers, birds, insects and fish, the sun, the moon and the stars.

Master asked her to enter the world for five years, and she seemed to become more and more "vulgar" and more and more empathetic for the world's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.

In fact, this is also Master's intention.

She and her master live in a remote mountain, and have always been bystanders. Occasionally, they will reach out to help those in need, but those sufferings far away in the sky have nothing to do with them.Whether the people of Li people are up or down, how can they have such a long hand to stretch out.

But now, she has become a participant, because her hatred for Li Ju is destined to bring down the Li Qian royal family.

But once the royal family is overthrown, the world will be in chaos, and all souls will be destroyed.

Therefore, the master asked her to join the WTO in five years.

Master is a person who pays attention to responsibility, so since she was a child, she didn't like others to be implicated or influenced by her.

Now, since she is going to overthrow the dynasty, she must also be responsible for the common people who were implicated by the subversion of the dynasty.

On the night before she left, the master wrote the three characters "Life is difficult". In those five years, Li Ju was not allowed to live for five more years, but to let her grow for another five years, until she was calm and calm, and enough to challenge the world with her shoulders. burden.

Killing Li Ju is easy, but saving troubled times is difficult.

At this time, an old man with a stooped back staggered from the front, looked around for a while, and asked Xia Zhaoyi: "Young master, the backyard of the Qianjin Rice Noodle Shop, but this?"

Xia Zhaoyi looked him up and down, and his eyes fell on his shoes.

With such a hunched posture to the right, the bottoms of both shoes are in good condition, without any trace of wear.

She looked back calmly and said, "This is it."

"Oh, these few rooms are all their backyards."

"What's the matter with you?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.

The old man smiled: "Nothing, nothing."

He turned around and walked towards the rice noodle shop, suddenly his eyes hardened, he turned around and kicked her.

After kicking her to the ground, he immediately drew out the dagger and wiped it hard at her throat.

(End of this chapter)