Jiaohua

Chapter 78 On the Official Road (Replenishment)
If you want to get out of Zhaoyun Mountain completely, you need to go south until you see Panyun Road.

When it comes to this Pan Yun Dao, the world does not know how to judge it.

The reason why this official road was built at the beginning was because robbers were rampant in this area. Several officials proposed to build an avenue for people to concentrate on their way, to send officers and soldiers to protect them, and at the same time to play a deterrent effect.

The idea is good, but it is too underestimated.

Panyun Road twists and turns for hundreds of miles, and those arrogant and arrogant robbers have some sections where they can start.

And most of the people saw that this was the official way, so they went away with confidence, but they had no life to return.

Tangtang has been around for hundreds of years, with countless wars, large and small, and the overturning of the government.

Therefore, when the robbers came to challenge, the soldiers sometimes even ran faster than the common people.

This also gradually fattened the courage of those horse thieves, who had been killed all the way to Chongyi Mansion several times.

Wujin sank in the west, the night clouds were densely covered, and then the stars were scattered, and the morning light was revealed again.

On the second day, the women picked baskets and burdens, supported each other, and finally set foot on the official road that was filled with stone.

There was almost no one on the road, and occasionally there were a few brave ones who walked along the innermost dirt road.

"Ali, do you really want to leave later?" Qian Qianqian followed Xia Zhaoyi and asked behind the crowd.

Xia Zhaoyi nodded: "There is an intersection ahead."

"Why don't you come into town with us, we're rich now."

"I have my own business to do."

"whats the matter?"

Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "I told you last night."

Qian Qianqian thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes, you said you were going home last night."

Since it is going home, there is really no way to persuade others to stay.

Qian Qianqian looked at Aunt Feng in front, and said again, "Then wait, let Aunt Feng give you some jewelry, you will be troubled on the road."

"No, you keep it."

"Why not, you can use it on the road, and when you get home, you can give it to your parents and brothers."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and shook his head: "No, my father and eldest brother are already deceased."

"Okay." Qian Qianqian said.

She looked at Ali, still feeling reluctant.

"Then, let's go to the city and change your clothes."

It seems that the clothes on Ali have not been changed for a few days.

It doesn't really matter if she doesn't change her clothes on the mountain, but the problem is, she's too broken.

"Look at you, crawling around," Qian Qianqian said again, "the clothes are all broken."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled lightly, but the smile did not penetrate into his eyes: "Well."

"However, Ma Yu and Aunt Feng both said that you are everyone's benefactor. Are you helping everyone by crawling around?"

Xia Zhaoyi didn't speak anymore, lowered his head slightly, and watched his feet stepping forward.

"Ali?" Qian Qianqian realized that something was wrong, and called out again.

His eyes were slightly red, but Xia Zhaoyi held it back.

She sniffed, straightened her chest, and said, "I've been thinking about a question."

"what?"

Xia Zhaoyi looked at her: "You shouldn't talk so much before."

"..."

Seeing her stunned, Xia Zhaoyi smiled again: "Actually, it's not bad. It's cute to talk a lot. It's a good thing to be lively and cheerful. You're still young."

"You are younger." Qian Qianqian said seriously.

After walking for an hour, a checkpoint appeared in front.

The women stopped, Aunt Fang and Aunt Feng looked at each other, frowning slightly.

"Why did you stop?" Qian Qianqian said, looking up curiously.

Before seeing one or two clearly, the soldiers over there shouted, "What are you doing!"

A large group of women and children, mighty, appeared on such a sparsely populated official road, it was really strange.

Qin Saburo leaned on the military building to read a book, and after sensing some movement, he turned to look.

Qian Qianqian raised his head and was stunned for a moment.

The military building built of dozens of thick woods is a little rudimentary. A boy of fourteen or fifteen years old is leaning on it, holding a book in his hand, and is looking down.

He was wearing moonlight brocade clothes with very light gold thread embroidery on them. It was too far away to see the embroidery appearance, but as the wind picked up the clothes, it was very beautiful.

His face is better looking, with handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, his complexion is like the suet jade she held in her hand last night, and his handsome nose bridge makes this complexion more three-dimensional and translucent.

"It's so beautiful." Qian Qianqian said.

Qin Saburo was stunned when he saw so many people.

After taking the booklet and sitting upright, he looked at the soldiers below: "Where did it come from?"

The soldiers suddenly shouted: "I told you to come here! What are you doing!"

"Speak more politely." Qin Saburo said warmly.

"I'm not being polite," Song Erlang's voice sounded. He brushed his horse and walked out from there, saying, "But what are you talking about?"

His eyes were already on the group of women and children, and his eyebrows were raised: "So many people."

Qian Qianqian stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and his eyes widened.

Many girls do too.

"Scared?" Song Erlang was very satisfied, raised his hand and tore off the fake pigskin that he had attached to his nose and lips, and shook it in his hand.

The pigskin is not realistic at all, but at first glance it is indeed very scary.

Lipless teeth, chipped nose, and hideous and ugly scars.

It turned out to be fake.

What a boring person!

But after he dumped it, he probably really liked it and posted it back.

"Your hands are dirty." Qin Saburo reminded him.

"I've caught shit, what are you afraid of!" Song Erlang cried.

"..."

In addition to the darker appearance, the facial features are also correct, but it is too dark, and he pasted the pig skin back, before he could see it clearly.

Xia Zhaoyi recognized it at a glance.

Song Qingtang.

Two years ago, he was the second son of Song Du, Minister of Industry at the time.

The reason why I know him is because he brought a bunch of friends to provoke the second brother, but he was beaten up by the second brother, and he sent someone to throw it directly in front of the Song Mansion.

How old was he then?

Like thirteen.

At that time, in the year of Bingxu, now he is ugly, he should be sixteen now.

However, in the past few years, he has grown a lot taller, with a strong back and a strong physique.

In the past, I vaguely remembered that he looked good, at least not worse than the boy in white next to him.

How can it become a piece of charcoal.

"Ask you!" The soldier called out, "Where did you guys come from, do you have household registration on your body, and who are you?"

Aunt Feng and Aunt Fang discussed in a low voice.

However, Mrs Liang stepped forward: "We are poor people, women who were captured by the horse thief gang! Now we have escaped!"

Qin Saburo and Song Erlang were both stunned.

Aunt Feng secretly said that it was not good, and looked at Liang Shi with some blame.

"Which horse thief gang? How did you escape? Do you still remember the route inside?" Qin Saburo asked.

"It's over," Qian Qianqian suddenly got a little scared and said softly, "Will you call us back to show you the way?"

What is even more frightening is whether they will search their belongings when they hear that they are from a horse thief gang.

If all the gold and jewelry were seized, how would a family like them live?
What kind of Zhuangzi are you buying, what kind of shops are you buying?

Are you going to be a slave and a maid again?

　Thank you Leng Lingjun for your reward for TUT, I will add more, the fried chicken is serious, I don't know what I'm stuck on. . . orz, don't give up!No matter how much you rush, you have to finish writing it when you fall to the ground, work hard to max!

　　
　
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