win the hairpin

Chapter 9

Xie Zhou pouted secretly.

He is an only son. When he was young, Mr. You Fang said that he could only save his life if he had to be good at eight.

King Jin is obviously narrow-minded, waiting for him here.

But King Jin called, he had to grit his teeth and answer: "Yes."

"This year, Gangyin on Guangnan East Road and Guangnan West Road will pass through Xiangshui. Myna, keep an eye on it."

"Yes."

"Mynah, go and show me some tea."

"Yes."

When Xie's father and son left, King Jin took off his silk shoes and clean socks, stepped on the couch barefoot, and leaned on the case to open the scroll, but his eyes fell on the big camphor tree outside.

When Song Huiyue arrived in Tanzhou, Mrs. Chen sought medical treatment for Song Qinghui in Kyoto. She lived in the palace for two years. In the first year of her arrival, she couldn't sleep at night and often sat alone under the big camphor tree.

The shadows falling from the canopy of the tree are clusters, the sun is setting, the wind suddenly picks up, the leaves are overwhelming, and the sound is like rolling waves.

King Jin's eyes were in a trance for a moment, thinking that he was also following the ups and downs of the waves and returned to the boat.

At the age of ten, he fled from the capital in a panic and came out of the Huai River. No matter how he evaded or changed boats, the Jiang thief would find him.

In this chaotic time, he couldn't find out who the traitor was.

The deck and the surface of the river were often stained red with blood, and there were fewer and fewer people around him.

At noon the day before arriving in Tanzhou, there was a strong wind and heavy rain, and he sat in the cabin with a face ashen, with a long way to go, and he didn't even know if he would make it to Tanzhou alive.

When the wind howled, light footsteps sounded outside the door, he immediately sat up straight, held the knife from his sleeve, and pressed his back against the wooden board.

It turned out to be Song Huiyue.

Song Huiyue was a small person with little strength, holding her arms full of green straw hats and coir raincoats, she strode into the door with difficulty, put down her things, turned around and closed the cabin door again, and looked at Li Shouming.

Her eyes were already big, but now they are staring even wider. With nothing in her hand, she stuffed her index finger into her mouth and sucked it.

He himself was ten years old, and Song Huiyue, who was six years old, was extraordinarily young.

Both young and quiet.

He had seen Song Huiyue pin Song Qinghui to the ground and beat his younger brother until he screamed, and he had also seen her having fun in the palace, covered in ashes, but he had never seen her so quiet.

At this time, Li Shouming recalled and realized that Song Huiyue did not cry or make trouble along the way.

It seemed to be ignorant, and it seemed to be numb.

Does she know that her father is gone?

Does she know that her brother is stupid?

Does she know that they are unpredictable?

He thought she was too young, not yet old enough to separate sexes, and didn't understand anything.

Pulling Song Huiyue to his side, he pulled out her fingers: "Don't bite, your teeth will grow crooked."

Song Huiyue obediently wiped her fingers on her clothes, then touched the wound on the back of Li Shouming's hand: "Does it still hurt?"

She was still talking because she lost two front teeth.

Li Shouming suddenly felt sore for some reason, and nodded with tears in his eyes: "It doesn't hurt."

Song Huiyue stood on tiptoe, put her mouth close to Li Shouming's ear, and the voice entered into his ear pitifully along with the air current.

"I want some candy, can you buy it with me?"

The boat is about to stop at Yuezhou Youchonghe Wharf to replenish fresh water.

She blinked her big eyes, her eyelashes flickering. Seeing that Li Shouming was silent, she blinked her big eyes again, looking at him pitifully.

Li Shouming's wandering heart was suddenly tied, and he fell to the ground.

"Okay, my name is Xiao Ba."

"No," Song Huiyue tiptoed and whispered to him again, "We'll go secretly, no one will see, little eighth brother often takes me there, bring more money."

After finishing speaking, she raised the bamboo hat Xie Zhou used, and held it on Li Shouming's head.

Li Shouming's eyes changed from doubt to hesitation, then to solemnity, and finally he put on the hat.

The boat swayed violently, and then with a "bang", the boards fell, and there were shouts everywhere. The vendors on the pier opened their yellow umbrellas, stepped on wooden clogs, and sold everything from tea, rock sugar water, wine, toys and utensils.

The pier is narrow and increasingly crowded.

Li Shouming took Song Huiyue by the hand and hid his face in the rain curtain. He was similar to Xie Zhou in stature. Coupled with the heavy rain, the boatmen came and went in a hurry, and no one noticed.

Li Shouming and Song Huiyue got off the boat smoothly, and Song Huiyue held his hand tightly. The palms of both of them were cold and wet, and they didn't notice that the shoes were wet from the rain.

With a "crash", King Jin stepped into the puddle: "You want to eat..."

Song Huiyue pulled him hard: "My lord, listen to me. I have met my father. My father said that no one can be trusted. After passing through Ezhou, let me take you off the boat and take the official road. As long as you go to Tanzhou, you It's safe."

The Zhang family came by surprise, coming so fast and fiercely that they were caught off guard, but at the same time, they did not make much preparations to avoid surprises.

The Empress Dowager's nephew, Pei Yuzhang, is still serving as commander in Jingnan South Road, the fiefdom of the King of Jin. As soon as Li Shouming arrives, he can mobilize the garrison.

Li Shouming's eyes shook, and he lowered his head to look at Song Huiyue, only to see Song Huiyue's eyes wide open, trying not to shed tears.

It turned out that she knew everything, and was even more afraid than him. She carried her father's words with her along the way, and no one dared to believe it until the sudden heavy rain.

Li Shouming resisted the urge to look back at the situation on the boat, his heart beat wildly, he grabbed Song Huiyue tightly, and strode forward.

Walking turned into running, and running was too slow. He took off his coir raincoat, put Song Huiyue on his back, and ran wildly in the mud.

This was his chance, the only chance Song Huiyue gave him.

With a "click", the scroll in his hand fell, pulling him back to reality.

In the first few years when Song Huiyue moved out, she often came to the palace to play, but later she came less and less. After she got married, the two of them met very few times.

I don't know if she is avoiding people, or avoiding the vortex of struggle.

It's really a cruel and bad moon, and I don't know what she is doing at this time.

The big villain didn't overwhelm the river and sea, and was weaving baskets in the back garden at this time.

The bamboo strips are thin, soft, and sharp, flying over Song Huiyue's fingertips, and the flowers and trees shake gently above her head, cutting the sunlight into pieces.

She was fined and not allowed to go out.

Yin Xiao quietly came in through the corner gate, and gave Song Huiyue a bag of salted plums, and there were three candied lychees inside.

While Song Huiyue was pinching the red bayberry to eat, he stood under the tree and punched the thick tree trunk, sharpening his fists and feet.

Guishu suffered from severe beatings and endured silently.

Song Huiyue waved to him: "Take a break."

Yin Xiao shook his fist and sat down sullenly, like a domesticated tiger or leopard.

As soon as he sat down, he found mosquitoes wandering around Song Huiyue arrogantly, so he pressed each finger to death.

Song Huiyue took a grain of red bayberry in her mouth, and continued to work with her fingers: "I'm just too young. If I make up another twenty or thirty years, I can compare to all the bamboo craftsmen in Tanzhou."

Yin Xiao held down an ant, thinking that the eldest lady is just different, and she is also very good at bragging.

(End of this chapter)