Jiaohua

Chapter 642 Descendants of Yanhuang (Part [-])
After declining Mrs. Qu's dinner invitation, Xia Zhaoyi went back to the inn on Lindong Street.

Zhi Changle and Lao Tong were listening to books downstairs, the hall was full, and the open space was full of people, it was extremely lively.

Xia Zhaoyi went back to her room to eat something, and when the guys brought hot water, she came out after taking a bath, sat behind the railing, and looked at the people downstairs.

Mr. Storyteller slapped the chopping board, and what he told was "Glaze Burning Opera", which was a story about recruiting talents.

During the period, applause came from downstairs from time to time, Xia Zhaoyi watched quietly, and finally heard some other movements in her ears, she turned her head, and a figure came up from the entrance of the corridor.

Coarse cloth and plain clothes, unattractive appearance, about forty years old.

The visitor was sneaky and furtive, completely unaware that there was a beautiful young girl sitting in the dimly lit place.

After looking at each other for a while, the visitor calmed down, smiled at Xia Zhaoyi, looked at other places, and walked forward with a calm and candid appearance.

The girl remained motionless, watching him approach.

The man was stared at unnaturally, and looked at her again.

"Did the people from the Guiyuan Inn on Tonglin West Street ask you to come here?" Xia Zhaoyi said.

The man was shocked, his face was pale, and he looked at the girl like a ghost.

Xia Zhaoyi wasn't sure it was this person, but this expression made her sure.

"Yes or no?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.

"No, of course not!"

"You are not a clerk of this inn, so are you a guest? Let me call the shopkeeper downstairs to ask, if you are not, then you are, a thief?"

The man was sweating profusely: "I'm not a thief! Don't talk nonsense, girl, I'm just looking for someone!"

"I won't waste time with you," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Do as I say, and if you agree, you will be fine. If you don't, then I have to send you to the government."

"Why did you send me to the government? I didn't break the law! Why should I do things for you?"

Xia Zhaoyi stood up and looked at him indifferently: "If you want to commit a crime, why don't you have excuses?"

The theater downstairs disperses at three o'clock in the morning.

Zhi Changle and Lao Tong went back upstairs, Xia Zhaoyi was writing elegiac couplets in the room.

"The bright moon hangs in the sky forever, and the wind festival lasts forever."

The ink is waiting to dry, and the words on the paper are like dragons, imposing, and gloomy.

Zhi Changle and Lao Tong looked at each other and said, "A Li, are you going to mourn Mr. Dahan?"

"I'm not going," Xia Zhaoyi said after finishing his pen, "I'll ask the guy downstairs to deliver it for me tomorrow."

"The matter of Dongping Academy..." Old Tong said with concern.

"The matter of Dongping Academy is easy to handle," Xia Zhaoyi's eyes fell on the elegiac couplet, "I will ask Zhao Ning to help me find Qi Hengxiang's rich and powerful people tomorrow morning, and put pressure on the government, and the government will come forward to protect him." Dongping Academy."

"This, is it possible?"

"It's feasible. It should be the Hengxiang government's business to save Dongping Academy. They have already neglected their duties, so someone has to come forward to remind them what they should do and what they should not do."

"Speaking of which, Ah Li," Zhi Changle asked, "Whose territory is Hengxiang now?"

Xia Zhaoyi paused, and said, "Let's do it, it's not Li Gan, it's Dagan four years ago."

After Li Ju left Beijing, most of the territory of the country and mountains lost their owners. The warlords were like wolves, tigers and leopards.

In the past four or five years, the salaries of officials and officials in the government office have all been supported by the tax revenue of Hengxiang Mansion and the entire Hengxiang 28 counties, 52 village households, and nearly 90 people.

In fact, the area in Nantang County, Zhaozhou is also the same, and there are many sporadic places in the world that are like this, like an isolated island in a sea of ​​boiling fire.

It is also ironic to say that in times of troubled times and dynasties change, when such places appear, everyone will insist that they are survivors of the previous dynasties, and still support and respect their emperor, the so-called Ninth Five-Year King.

But just as Xia Zhaoyi said to the old man on Liling, it was the emperor who abandoned the world, and it turned into an embarrassing situation. People in these places would be confused as to who they were.

"No, that's not right," Xia Zhaoyi said again, "It's not a big deal."

"That's it?" Zhi Changle and Lao Tong looked at her.

"I almost got myself into it too," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, looking at Zhi Changle and Lao Tong, "Dagan may not represent the whole world. 500 years ago, there was no Dagan in this world. If anyone, It should be the descendants of Yan and Huang, the people of China, only this piece of land is truly endless, from ancient times to the present."

She lowered her eyes and picked up the ink-stained elegiac couplet, looked at the words on it, and said lightly after putting it away: "The beginning of humanities, the prosperity of all ages, how to change from dynasty to dynasty, what remains the same is the nation and blood. Just a big man , it’s not that important. Tomorrow, if Inspector Huang still can’t recognize his identity and correct his position, then his life should go to make amends for the gentlemen of Dongping Academy.”

And, she learned from Zhao Ning that the person who came here was really Tianrongwei.

She and Tianrongwei still have an old account to settle.

Master Zhu Xian died in the powerlessness and hatred in her arms, which she will never forget.

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At the side door of the back garden of Ning'an Building, a servant woman sneaked in from the outside. A servant woman was waiting for her inside the door. When she saw her coming back, she hurriedly asked what was going on.

The servant woman who came back outside was surnamed Wu, she waved her hand and said, "He's still alive, by the looks of it, the baby in his stomach should be fine."

"That's good," said servant Li inside the door, "Did the lame man still beat her?"

Wu servant woman shook her head: "It's gone, but she's still crying."

"Forget it, it's fine if you don't fight," Li Fufu said, "Miss Yiqiu is waiting on the eldest lady upstairs. When she is free, I will tell her to make her feel more at ease."

"Miss Yiqiu has a kind heart after all. She has helped so many people over the years, even Zaichun who pushed the eldest lady to death. I think Zaichun hates Miss Yiqiu to death."

Servant Li sighed: "Oh."

The two whispered and walked forward, but they heard several delivery carriages coming outside.

As soon as the mind of watching the excitement came up, servants Wu and servants Li immediately walked quickly.

The entire Ning'an Building was brightly lit, and most of the people who were still waiting in the lobby at night were from Hengxiang, except for a few who came from other places.

Now everyone looked at the cart after cart of clothes and jewelry, being carried upstairs with both hands.

I don't know what Mrs. Zhao wants to do, but many people speculate that it may have something to do with the mysterious girl who suddenly appeared today.

Even if Mrs. Zhao's relatives from her family in Huzhou came over, Mrs. Zhao would drive them out with a stick, but she didn't know who this girl was.

Seeing that another batch was delivered, Xin Shun, who was sitting in the lobby downstairs, frowned and didn't wait for him to speak. Cai Pengyi, who came with him today, spoke first, "Could it be that Ali?"

　Thank you Hua Ari for your daily rewards, thank you~!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)