Jiaohua

Chapter 348

Jiu Tang held the umbrella, and Jiu Ge stood beside the carriage.

The heavy snow covered half of the wheels, the sky was dark, and the flying snow became like dust.

"I'm going back." Jiuge said lightly.

Jiutang looked at Xia Zhaoxue's figure, he seemed to be frozen there in the heavy snow, with a slender and thin look.

Jiutang shook his head and said, "Wait a little longer."

"If you go back later, Madam will blame you," Jiu Ge said, "Madam is blaming us, not the prince."

"Well," Jiu Tang nodded slightly, but still said, "Wait a little longer, Young Master rarely shows any emotions."

Jiu Ge heard the words, sighed, and said: "Then, wait a little longer."

After a long, long time, Xia Zhaoxue finally turned around, and Jiu Tang hurriedly opened his umbrella to meet him: "My lord."

Xia Zhaoxue took off his half-covered hood, and the frost and snow slid back. He glanced at Jiuge standing beside the carriage and said, "Why don't you get into the carriage."

"Because I don't know that Young Master will stand there for so long..." Jiu Tang followed slowly and whispered.

"En." Xia Zhaoxue replied without saying anything.

He walked very slowly, with his head slightly bowed under the umbrella, Jiutang was not as tall as him, and he needed to raise his arms to cover him from the wind and snow.

The carriage had been pulled out of the snow by Jiuge. Before getting on the carriage, Xia Zhaoxue looked back at the square behind him. The snow was so heavy that Jiang's figure could no longer be seen clearly.

"Young master." Jiutang urged in a low voice.

"Well," Xia Zhaoxue looked back, paused, and looked at Jiutang, "Do you know when the Tao family was brought into the palace?"

Jiutang shook his head: "I don't know."

"Do you know?" Xia Zhaoxue looked at Jiuge.

"I'm with Jiutang together, I don't know." Jiuge replied.

Xia Zhaoxue nodded with a gentle expression: "Yes."

After getting into the carriage, the curtain of the carriage was drawn down by the Jiutang, at this moment there seemed to be the sound of horses honking in the distance.

Jiutang and Jiuge looked up.

A fine horse gallops towards them, the hooves of the horse trampling through the frost and snow, and immediately a young man dressed up in a good suit, comes to them in a blink of an eye, meets Jiu Tang's eyes as he passes by.

Song Qingtang frowned, and suddenly reined in the horse, the galloping horse stood up instantly, and a burst of snow flew up.

Jiutang and Jiuge's heart tightened, they recognized the strong clothes on this young man as military generals' official uniforms.

"Who are you?" Song Qingtang asked.

Jiu Tang said respectfully: "If you go back to the official, your family will live in Huiyang Street. My wife opened a cloth shop."

"Who's sitting in the car?"

"It's my wife," Jiu Tang said, "My young master joined the army and was killed by Tao Lan. His bones were silent and he didn't know where he was buried. Now that I heard that Tao's family members died, my wife would like to come here no matter how heavy the wind and snow is. take a look."

Song Qingtang paused, with bitterness in his throat, nodded and said, "My condolences."

"Thank you, Guanye." Jiutang smiled.

"Have you been here for a long time?" Song Qingtang said again, "Have you ever seen a little girl, about ten years old."

"Girl?" Jiutang shook his head, "I haven't seen it yet."

"Well," Song Qingtang recalled briefly, "have you seen two tall, strong, bear-like men with scars on their faces, dark and in their thirties?"

"No, sir." Jiutang replied.

"Okay," Song Qingtang said, "Then you guys go back quickly and say goodbye."

After speaking, he raised his whip and drove the horse away.

Jiu Tang and Jiu Ge didn't dare to linger any longer, they also boarded the carriage and left.

When the carriage turned around, the curtain was lifted from the inside, watching the young man running towards the guards on the other side of the square.

I haven't seen him for several years, but the little thorn in the street has become a tall and strong official.

A girl in her teens, Xia Zhaoxue frowned slightly with thick eyebrows, is it Ah Li?
Thinking about the girl, Xia Zhaoxue thought for a while, lowered his hands and looked forward, and said, "Jiutang."

Jiutang lifted the curtain and looked over from a corner: "My lord."

"I won't go to Qili Bridge anymore," Xia Zhaoxue said, "Go to Zuixian Tower."

Jiutang was taken aback: "My lord, are you not going home?"

The word "go home" changed Xia Zhaoxue's expression slightly, and a wave of self-mockery welled up in his heart.

When did Qiluyuan become his home in the eyes of everyone around him?

"I won't go back," Xia Zhaoxue said, "Go to Zuixianlou."

Jiu Tang hesitated a bit, knowing that he should not say it, but he had no choice but to say: "My lord, if you go to the Drunken Immortal Tower, then Madam's place..."

"Go to Zuixian Tower." Xia Zhaoxue said, keeping his gaze on him.

Jiutang frowned, finally sighed, and nodded: "Okay, young master, let's go to Zuixianlou."

Putting down the car curtain, Jiu Tang turned around, Jiu Ge said in a very low voice: "Are you really going to Zuixian Tower?"

As he said that, he made a hand gesture, implying that he could obey and obey, and go back to Qiluyuan directly.

Jiu Tang gave him a blank look, took the rein from his hand, and said in the same low voice: "Let's go to Zuixian Tower."

Jiu Ge is timid, he needs to be a little bit bolder, moreover, even if Madam really blames him, Jiu Tang feels that there is nothing to be afraid of, the young master will protect them.

Moreover, this time they went to Zuixianlou, besides the young master who could protect them, Master Yang from Zuixianlou would also speak for them.

The carriage drove forward, and Feixue hit him head-on, Jiutang stared at the oncoming heavy snow in a daze, thinking back to the eyes of Young Master Cai just now, he really felt that he was so pitiful.

This pity is different from the pity when the accident happened.

When the accident happened, although Dingguo's mansion was gone, the young master was surrounded by friends, and everyone was trying their best to protect him and plan for him. At that time, the young master had no intention of surviving, so everyone took turns to guard him, silently accompanying him.

But now, the feeling has completely changed. Jiutang doesn't know if it is right to use the word "poor" to describe the young master, but when he is with the young master all the year round, he feels more and more that most of the people around the young master are taking advantage of him. Him, play with him.

Including, the title that Young Master dislikes the most.

He told others not to call him "Elder Son", but no one around him changed his mind. Jiu Tang couldn't stand it, and changed his name to "Young Master", but was reprimanded by Mrs. Yan.

"Calling him the son is to let him remember the pain on his body." Madam Yan said so.

But Jiutang called and called, and he was still used to calling him Young Master.

The young master is smart, and he would not notice the changes in the people around him, but he didn't say anything, and he never showed any dissatisfaction.

In the past two years, he has never been angry or laughed. Most of the time he was sick and lifeless. The only thing that makes people think he is still angry is that he eats Fangchenlou once a month when he is not particular about food and clothing. Ten-spice pork ribs and fresh Baihua cake.

Now that Young Master wants to go to Zuixian Tower, Jiutang feels that he has to follow him, after all, this is the "want" that he rarely mentions besides those two foods.

Moreover, today is a good day after all, the mother of that wicked woman is dead.

(End of this chapter)