Jiaohua

Chapter 543 You Are Still Alive (Part [-])
"Although this name is not common, there are quite a few people with the same name and surname." Shen Lie's subordinate said.

Zhao Ning nodded and stretched out his hand: "Show me."

Song Qingtang handed her the shoes: "Sweaty feet."

Zhao Ning paused for a while and didn't answer again.

She lowered her eyes to look at it, and after a little thought, she said, "It's Zhao Hui and the others."

"Who?" Song Qingtang didn't know him.

"Are you sure?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.

Zhao Ning nodded: "Sure."

"Who is it?" Song Qingtang asked again.

"I'll tell you in detail," Zhao Ning said, "put your shoes down."

Zhao Hui and the others had not been in Beijing for a long time, but Zhao Ning felt that something was wrong at a glance.

Most merchant families are more afraid of death than ordinary people. They are better than anyone else at avoiding disadvantages and avoiding disadvantages. However, in such a chaotic capital, Zhao Hui and the others are not only confident, but even more arrogant.

A merchant from Huzhou thousands of miles away, what confidence does he have to challenge her in the capital?No matter how fierce and vicious Zhao Hui is, the person who can keep Wan Guan's wealth will definitely not lose his mind.

It's a backer, and a backer who can hold her back in such a chaotic situation in the capital.

In addition, what Zhao Hui said back and forth was all about food, clothing, and weapons. Porcelain, gold, silver, and jade were the second most important considerations, and Zhao Ning already had guesses in his mind.

"The rebel army?" Song Qingtang said, "But Huzhou is still in peace, which team will it be?"

"I don't know." Zhao Ning said.

Song Qingtang frowned: "Why did they save Master Zhu, they suffered a lot of casualties this time," he said, looking at Xia Zhaoyi, "To sell us a favor?"

To be exact, maybe the other party wanted to sell the girl a favor.

The word "Ali" has long been famous all over the world, and the girl who dared to challenge the Li regime by herself, no rebel would want to get it.

"Maybe, if we succeed, we can sell favors," Zhao Ning said, "If we lose, we will be frustrated. For them, no matter how you look at it, it is a business that is sure to make money."

"If you lose, don't you have an extra enemy?" Li Guanshi said.

"That depends on whether we can guess who they are," Zhao Ning said, looking at the shoes that Song Qingtang had put away, "Besides, we are enemies and not friends."

Song Qingtang breathed a sigh of relief, packed up his baggage, and threw it aside: "It can't be said that there is one more enemy. If you don't help us save people, you won't become an enemy no matter what."

Zhao Ning nodded, didn't speak any more, looked at the gradually shrinking fire, and then at the thin girl.

In the past two days, the girl seldom spoke, and spent most of her time outside the ice cellar.

At the exit of the cold cave, she sat quietly on the small bench, no one knew what she was thinking.

I have known her for so long, and I have never seen her sad like this.

"Ali." Zhao Ning said softly.

Xia Zhaoyi paused, then turned around: "Yes."

"Are you going to leave Beijing with us?" Zhao Ning said.

When Song Qingtang heard the words, he hurriedly raised his eyes to look at Xia Zhaoyi.

"I'm going to find my master." Xia Zhaoyi said.

Song Qingtang frowned, parted his lips, but didn't know what to say.

"It's a troubled time, I don't know when we will meet again next time," Zhao Ning smiled, "I really want to watch you grow up, A Li must be very beautiful when she grows up."

"Okay," Xia Zhaoyi said, "When I grow up, I will be the first one to find you."

"I'm almost fifty, see you again, I'm older."

"Secular age and body flesh, how can you be imprisoned," Xia Zhaoyi smiled shallowly, "You are younger than many seventeen or eighteen-year-olds I have seen."

"That's right," Li Guanshi hurriedly said, "My boss is still young, and some people are old-fashioned in their early twenties. My boss has always been free and easy, much better than them."

Song Qingtang kept looking at Xia Zhaoyi, seeing that she finally smiled, Song Qingtang hesitated to speak, finally turned his head and looked to the other side.

Unspeakably uncomfortable and depressed in my heart, I don't want to say goodbye to her, but I don't have the qualifications and position to let her stay.

And, in such a chaotic world, he absolutely does not want her to stay.

She said that she would go to her master. A master who can teach her such an apprentice must be the most powerful person in the world, and he will definitely give her the best care and life.

Compared with the carefree life she can live, the nostalgia in his heart is nothing.

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The corpses in the backyard of Jingzhao Mansion had been taken away by Beifu soldiers a few days ago, and the blood on the ground was still there. As it got warmer these days, the smell of the fishy smell was pungent and uncomfortable.

Xia Zhaoyi sprinkled Zhu Xian's ashes under a century-old beech tree in the backyard of Jingzhao Mansion.

Several layers of new soil were covered, and the color was different from that of the side.

Many people were crying outside Jingzhao Mansion.

The imperial palace was vandalized wantonly, and the mansion of nobles was trampled and abused. Only in Jingzhao Mansion, everyone reached a consensus invisibly, no one broke in, and even the vicious people let it go.

"Are you crying for Master Zhu?" Old Tong asked lightly.

"They don't know Master Zhu passed away." Zhi Changle replied.

"Such a big incident happened in Jingzhao Mansion, so I should have expected something to happen to Mr. Zhu," Old Tong said.

Xia Zhaoyi raised his hand and sprinkled a pinch of new soil, and said, "They are too scared, they may feel better if they find a place to cry."

"Then, what should they do in the future, can they just wait in the city for outsiders to attack..." Zhi Changle asked sadly.

A gust of wind blew, Xia Zhaoyi looked at the loess on the ground and said, "We can only wait."

The ruler wanted to rule the living, not the dead city. Except for those aliens from the northern border who invaded the city, any rebel army would enter the city, and the people in the city would basically not face large-scale massacres.

But there is still fear. The usual peaceful and peaceful days have been subverted like this. No one knows what is waiting for tomorrow.

After all, the refugees also broke in from Guangqumen before, rushing all the way to Zhengyang Road.

And those refugees, they were also ordinary people who lived in peace.

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Song Qingtang left with Zhao Ning and the others. Zhao Ning hired enough people, but left in a very low-key manner. More than 500 people disguised as ordinary refugees mixed in with tens of thousands of people.

Xia Zhaoyi did not leave until three days later, and there were not as many people leaving the city as before. They rode out from Zhenwei Gate in the west, bypassed Tumi Ridge, and headed for Xiangjuan Mountain.

There are people everywhere at the foot of Xiangjuan Mountain. As you go up, there are fewer and fewer people, and then you meet a "pass".

More than 200 soldiers of the Tiancheng Battalion took off their armor and stood there in ordinary clothes to guard the gate. They were soldiers and horses borrowed from the Tiancheng Battalion at the foot of the mountain by the Dao Temple and the Xiao Dao Temple to prevent the refugees from attacking.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't want to be too troublesome, so he went up the steep mountain alone and found the Taoist Temple.

Knocking on the mountain gate on the back mountain of Daoguan, after a while, the door was pulled open from the inside, and the little Taoist priest with a broom looked at the girl and was overjoyed: "You are still alive!"

(End of this chapter)