Jiaohua

Chapter 80
Xia Zhaoyi smiled again and looked at him with interest.

Erlang of the Song family is not small at all. He made various troubles in the capital in his early years and likes to form gangs.

It's not the same as the playboys, who are walking around the horse, and the gang is the same as the second brother.I read a lot of biographies, listened to a lot of storytelling about teahouses, and then shouted that I want to be a hero and fight injustice everywhere.

In the past, I always felt that his brain was not growing well, because he was too rash.

From the looks of it now, the barracks is really the best place to train people.

But the reason why she stood up was waiting for them to ask this question.

"It's not difficult to prove me," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "Although I am young, my grandfather is very powerful. I was trained by him since I was a child, and I went to a women's school when I was five years old. , even more than you, a 13-year-old idiot who was thrown into the military camp."

Song Erlang paused, then said angrily, "What did you say!"

Xia Zhaoyi turned to Qin Sanlang: "Looking at how well you can read, you might as well test me."

Qin Saburo smiled: "I don't dare."

There is no need for this either.

Whether it is or not, he will send someone to protect them.

It's Miss Zeng's family. When she goes back in the future, he will be credited with a merit and a favor.

It's not Miss Zeng's family, so don't care, so many women and children are still in the hands of horse thieves.

"That's it, just listen to me," Xia Zhaoyi said with an air of crossed hands, "Song Erlang, I'm not used to what you said earlier."

"What do I need you to be used to listening to? How old are you?"

"As soon as we see it, we are suffering. Where is the heroic warrior you used to talk about every day? You once kicked the fourteenth man of the Yean Bo family's house in order to stand up for an old woman selling vegetables. Shui, what about that pride? Later, your father chased and beat you, where did you escape to? Did the second son of Xia from the Dingguo Palace bring you back?"

Pretending to mention Dingguo Gongfu casually, Xia Zhaoyi's whole heart trembled.

Qin Saburo looked at Song Erlang amusingly: "Is there such a thing?"

Song Erlang looked embarrassed and looked at Xia Zhaoyi: "How did you know?"

"Why don't I know, I have a good relationship with Dingguo Gongfu." Xia Zhaoyi shouted.

Song Erlang's eyes became suspicious as he looked up and down at her.

Qin Sanlang said warmly: "You look less than ten years old now. When the incident happened in Dingguo Gongfu, I was afraid that it was only a short while ago?"

Xia Zhaoyi's eyes widened slightly, trying to stabilize her emotions: "I remember... that's what I remember, what does it have to do with age?"

Yubi lowered his head and looked at the gaps in the masonry road on the ground, unprovoked panic and icy cold came.

She actually wanted to ask more, but she didn't know where to start, and she was afraid it would be too abrupt.

More afraid, is to hear and dare not listen.

She didn't know if she could handle it.

Something happened, something happened.

Does it just mean that Duke Dingguo and the prince died in the deserted valley and were exposed to the sun in the snow mountain?

Or is the second brother gone?

There is no Dingguo Gongfu in the world?
What about little brother, how is he now?
Xia Zhaoyi's fingers trembled a little, this was the second time in her life that she trembled like this.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Sanlang asked with concern.

Xia Zhaoyi took a deep breath and looked up at Song Erlang: "Do you believe it now?"

Song Erlang was still looking at her, and his tone was much gentler, so he seemed a little dry and awkward: "What do you believe?"

"Believe me, I'm the young lady of the Zeng family. Mr. Shi Rong, the teacher of Song Shangshu, is a student of my grandfather, and is the same generation as my father. After all, I'm the same generation as your father Song Du. Should you call me an elder? ?"

Song Erlang's expression was relaxed, and his eyes widened again: "How can you be so messed up?"

"Am I messing around?" Xia Zhaoyi sneered, "I think it's you, right? I told you that I just escaped, but you laughed at my clothes several times. People in distress have a hard heart, you do it. Why are you laughing at me? Besides, what if my clothes are ragged, do you know what the name of the eldest lady in Dingguo’s manor is called? Xia Zhaoyi, Zhaoyi Zhaoyi, they don’t even wear clothes!”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Song Erlang was furious and kicked a square stone at his feet, "Miss Xia is loyal and courageous, her blood is sprinkled by the four characters of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness. Slander her! What kind of Zeng family, teach you such a presumptuous woman to come out! Women learn women's school, you learn to go up!"

"Miss Zeng, the word Zhao means bright and clean, do you have any misunderstanding?" Qin Saburo was still smiling, but his tone was already cold.

Xia Zhaoyi pursed her lips. She didn't expect them to be so protective of herself, and she felt a little moved when she said it.

She restrained her perverse expression and said in a low voice, "This is what Sister Xia told me. I think it's just a joke, but you are talented just now." She looked at Song Erlang, "You said that you are all about loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and justice. What is the meaning of the words sprinkled?"

"You don't know?" The two young men were taken aback.

Xia Zhaoyi shook his head.

Seeing that she was still young, she seemed to know a lot of things, but she didn't know it, so Song Erlang and Qin Sanlang looked at each other.

"It seems that someone is hiding from you," Song Erlang said. "Then we won't talk about it. If you are interested, go and find out for yourself."

"But……"

Xia Zhaoyi wanted to use this to raise the topic, but at this moment a fast horse came running from a distance.

"General Song! Urgent report!"

The crowd raised their heads.

Song Erlang lost his expression and strode forward: "What's the matter?"

Xia Zhaoyi watched him go over there, looked away, and looked at Qin Sanlang again.

Qin Saburo smiled at her and followed.

The rest of the people looked at Xia Zhaoyi.

The soldiers looked at the contents of the baskets.

"Are you still checking?"

"You didn't listen to what Lang Jiang said, of course."

"Why don't we do this?" a soldier shouted, "There's still a lot of meat. Let's share a share tonight, give them some money, and let them go back to the city to buy it themselves?"

The women stood in front of those baskets vigilantly, and naturally refused.

But everyone looked at Ali's small size and wanted her to say a few words, but they didn't know how to speak.

"Ah, Ali." Qian Qianqian whispered.

The expression on Ali's expression was completely different from the little girl she knew.

So are the women.

The figure of the girl who was bullied by Liu Sanniang at the beginning was completely different from the one in front of her.

First of all, he was humiliated, but he was meek and well-behaved, and he had no courage to resist.

What Yu Ma saw again, she was obviously scared to death, but she still had to yell at her chest.

After that, she was calm, always calm and gentle, as if she didn't know what it was to be afraid.

But just now that flying and domineering, it seems like a different person.

Now, she is standing there, as if hesitating to return.

"Ali." Qian Qianqian called again.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at her sideways and said softly, "Let's part here, you stay tonight and listen to the arrangements of these officers and soldiers."

(End of this chapter)