win the hairpin

Chapter 258
Although the girl upstairs with disheveled hair was innocent and affected, she scolded her too badly and she was the oldest, so Liu Qin scolded her severely, and then scolded her to find a way out if she couldn't calm down and learn embroidery.

If the young lady is young and beautiful, she can still find a way out. After the flowering period, there is no way out. The one with disheveled hair hastily closed the window, not daring to make a sound.

Liu Qin taught these three people a lesson like a cannonball, and then glared fiercely at the two who were watching the fun. After suppressing the farce, she went out and said good luck to Song Huiyue: "The lady should go to the front to talk, the dirty here Don't dirty your ears with dirty words."

She said to Tie Zhenshan again: "Go wash in my room ahead."

Song Huiyue and Tie Zhenshan hurriedly followed Liu Qin back to the front, Yin Xiao followed in a surreptitious manner, and did not stand still until outside Liu Qin's room.

Liu Qin helped Tie Zhenshan clean her face and make up, and then changed into the indigo embroidered robe that Tie Zhenshan often wore herself. Tie Zhenshan looked at the bronze mirror again this time and thought she was really beautiful—male and female Indisputable, the beauty is different.

She was looking at herself in the mirror, and suddenly she moved her hand, and Song Huiyue, who was sitting beside her eating melon seeds, was also reflected in it.

Song Huiyue in the mirror just buried her head in her mouth, her eyelids were deep and long, and she was well-behaved and kind. When she noticed her gaze, she raised her head and looked over, showing an easy-going smile.

Tie Zhenshan didn't smile, she suddenly felt that Song Huiyue was like a false image at this time, the real soul was dormant and sleeping soundly in the skin, and if she was not careful, she would come out through this gentle face, in the end, Maybe it will devour Song Huiyue who looks like this in front of her.

But at this moment, Song Huiyue concentrated on knocking the melon seeds, her fierce soul sank deeper and deeper, and disappeared.

Seeing her staring at the mirror, Song Huiyue couldn't help asking, "Have you been fascinated by yourself?"

Tie Zhenshan blew a hair on the mirror: "I'll see if I can fascinate King Jin to death."

Then she turned the mirror upside down on the table and said to Liu Qin, "I will pay for Shi Dai's money."

While Liu Qin and Tie Zhenshan were doing Tai Chi with a single stone, Song Huiyue heard the sound of Yangmei being sold outside, her mouth suddenly became sour, and she hurried to the door and told Yin Xiao to buy a pack quickly.

Yin Xiao got up and left, and the bayberry seller seemed to be afraid that he would buy it, so he also ran so fast that he took great strides to catch up.

The peddler lifted the cloth on the basket, and inside was a shallow layer of red bayberries supported by banana leaves, which were big and fresh. Under the bayberries were fried dried fruits of various colors. Tie it on the hemp rope and hand it to Yin Xiao: "Forty Wen."

Yin Xiao looked down at the hawthorn strips and ginger candy, and asked for another [-] Wen each.

The vendor found oil paper, scooped out two packs, and packed four more dried dates for Yin Xiao.

In the hot summer wind, Yin Xiao broke out a little sweat, hooked six thin hemp ropes with six fingers, and walked back, but after only four steps, he stopped at the same place, looking at the people who blocked him. You Song on his way.

You Song was wearing an old gray dress and a green hat, his face was pale, he was seriously injured, he had been living in Dr. Zu's house, today he got permission from Dr. Zu to go out for half a day.

He took a look at Yin Xiao, and saw that Yin Xiao was still the same, even though the sun was basking in his face, the sun's golden light shone on Yin Xiao's face, half bright and half dark, showing his clear-cut eyebrows and eyes more and more. He was wearing an old cloth shirt, Old hemp shoes, with dense hooks on his hands, all of which are made of fine hemp rope.

He smiled at Yin Xiao: "My brother has brought enough money today, and I want to ask you a few words, as many as you want."

Yin Xiao's originally calm gaze was suddenly as sharp as a knife, sweeping across You Song's neck, and then lowered his eyes again: "Ten taels."

You Song smiled and said: "There is no price increase for sitting on the ground, it's good, go to the foot shop to sit."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to a foot shop not far from Qinxin Tea House. Although the foot shop was small, it stood tall with a yellow wine box hanging on it, dancing like a dragon in the wind.

Except for the bartender and shopkeeper, there was no one in the foot shop. You Song casually picked up a table and chair against the wall and sat down: "Sit, I paid a lot of money, and I only do my business for an hour. Drink tea or drink?"

"Don't drink." Yin Xiao first put four packs of red bayberry on the table lightly, then put two packs of fried honey on the side, sat on a stool, then fell silent, letting You Song look at it.

Yin Xiao didn't drink, neither did You Song, he took off the Ruo Li and put it next to his buttocks, and took out a stack of bank notes from his sleeve, all of which were newly stamped twelve taels, he dipped one in his saliva, and put it on the In front of Yin Xiao, straight to the point: "Is Han Beiqu a plague monkey?"

The three characters of Han Beiqu are like a thunderbolt, splitting Yin Xiao's invulnerability and smashing his internal organs to pieces.

Yin Xiao subconsciously held the banana leaf in front of him with his hands, the banana leaf couldn't hold back his iron palm, and immediately revealed its stuffing, and the bayberry inside also suffered, and purple juice overflowed under his fingers.

The three words Han Beiqu immediately drove out the dripping red bayberry.

Yin Xiao hurriedly untied the rope, stretched out the banana leaves, and found that five of them were broken.

He put the broken red bayberry in the wine cup, and tied the hemp rope again, but the broken banana leaf could not be repaired, and there was a possibility of damage along the way, so he had to carry it with the hole facing upwards.

After he was busy, he continued to sit down, put away the ten taels of silver, and answered You Song: "Yes."

Han Beiqu is the plague monkey who trained the dead for the Zhang family.

You Song got a succinct answer, but his heart didn't jump for joy, but sank slowly.

"How old were you with him?"

"Four years old."

"He caught you?"

"No, he took a fancy to me in the kidnapper's hands."

"When did you escape?"

"Ten years old."

"How did the plague monkey die?"

"I killed it."

At this point in the conversation, You Song stared at the banknotes on the table with a look of astonishment, as if what Yin Xiao said was a very unbelievable thing.

After a while, his astonishment was retracted, and he continued to count the bank notes and ask, "How did you kill it?"

"Wipe your neck with a knife," Yin Xiao recalled blankly, "He taught it."

"After that, you fled to the eldest lady's house?"

"Yes."

"Why did you take the risk to assassinate Han Beiqu?"

"I want to be human."

You Song pursed his lips tightly, he had nothing to ask and nothing to say.

Regarding Yin Xiao's past, any comforting words he said seemed to be hypocritical.

He thought that there was a reason for Yinxiao's maturity, clumsiness, taciturnity, and unparalleled loyalty to the eldest lady.

Yinxiao's life has been falling into hell continuously since he was born. He was born poor and lived in a war-torn place like Dingzhou. It is not easy to grow up. Fortunately, he has parents who love him. Kidnap away.

In the hands of the kidnapper, it was already an inhuman torture, but fate was very harsh on him, and Han Beiqu saw his talent.

Han Beiqu bought him, trained him, taught him marksmanship, taught him how to kill, taught him how to be a dead soldier, but did not let him be a man.

But Yinxiao still wants to climb back in the dazed abyss of hell, wants to be a human being, and would rather die than surrender.

Song Huiyue is the sun, piercing through the haze and shining on his heart, and added a few years of good time to his short and miserable life.

(End of this chapter)