Glory in Troubled Times: The Empress' Growth Path

Chapter 11 Ready to go
Although the house is not warm, but because of the smell of rabbit meat, it seems to be surrounded by a net, isolating it from the cold outside.

The bright fire on the ground is constantly dancing, even if the cold wind blows from time to time, it has no intention of going out.

This dry and hard firewood, as Grandma Wang said, is very resistant to burning.

The food was delicious, Wang Ya pushed the door and entered, the little girl hadn't looked around the room yet, her eyes were already attracted by the meat in Hua Qiong's hands, it was even worse than the eyes she used to look at sweet potatoes.

Hua Qiong smiled helplessly, although this girl has suffered a lot, but all hardships are rewarding, and recently the blessings on her lips have not been missing.

Passing the rabbit meat to Wangya, the little girl was not polite, she picked it up and ate it.

"Wang Ya, how did you find me?"

Wang Ya chewed the meat, and said vaguely: "Brother Wang Er told me."

"Brother Wang'er just came here today, what can you do for me?"

Wang Ya shook her head, she didn't have time to reply, she reached into her arms with a hand full of rabbit oil, touched it, and handed Hua Qiong a letter.

It says "Hua Qiong's personal letter" and "Zhao Ting'an's book."

It was the first time that Hua Qiong saw Zhao Tingan's handwriting, and it was very clean, orderly, straight and powerful. Although as a modern person, he hadn't studied calligraphy much, it could be seen that he wrote it with care.

There is also Wang Ya's oily handprint on it.

After opening it, there are only a few lines of text, to the effect that it tells me the time and place of departure.

"Two hours later, at the Zhao family's side door, Granny Wang will greet you, please pack your bags quickly."

Two hours, nearly four hours in the current time.

Hua Qiong glanced at the sky, it was almost time for dinner, why did Mr. Zhao like to set off at night so much.

But since Zhao Ting'an told himself that there must be no problem, besides, he couldn't possibly be Master Zhao's master.

It’s just that I still have doubts, even if it doesn’t snow, is it really safe to drive at night?
After Wang Ya was full, she patted her stomach, and stared at Hua Qiong with big eyes.

"Sister, you are so pretty, and you will definitely become a great beauty in the future."

"Pfft, let me lend you a good word."

After Wang Ya left contentedly, Hua Qiong began to count the things in the house, thinking about what to take away.

Needless to say, the purse under the bed board contains some broken silver, a strange stone tablet, and some scattered chalcedony beads from Mrs. Zhao.

Not sure what these chalcedony beads could be used for.

Hua Qiong opened the cabinet again, and took out the books that the original mother liked before she was alive. After all, I am using her body now, and there is a high probability that I will continue to use it in the future.

It would be too impersonal to leave her mother's belongings aside.

Do you want to bring salt?

It is said that ancient salt is not cheap, and some desperate people often sell low-quality private salt. Although it is a bit troublesome, to be on the safe side, you should bring salt with you.

Hua Qiong took out the sackcloth worn in summer from the cabinet, took out a slightly larger one as a bag, and put everything in it except the purse.

After counting, put it on the table.

I saw the inkstone and the portrait of the man with the peach blossom mole under the right eye still on the table.

There is no need to bring these two things, if they are put here, no one will come to take them.

After tidying up, Hua Qiong felt dizzy, so she sat down slowly while supporting the legs of the table.

The body of this original body is also too poor, it seems that in the future, he should eat as much as possible, put more salt, and exercise properly.

By the way, you can move around a little bit now.

When I was in high school, I often did radio gymnastics. Now I forget part of it, but for a frail little girl, it was just right.

Doing it just once won't work, you have to stick to it for a long time.

After finishing, I ate some roasted sweet potatoes to restore my strength, then lay on the bed, closed my eyes and rested, and set off when the agreed time came.

When it was dark, it happened to be the time for the Zhao family to eat, Hua Qiong carried her bags and walked towards the Zhao family.

The difference from the past was that there were several donkey carts parked at the side entrance of Zhao's house, and Grandma Wang was already standing at the side entrance, waiting, as usual, looking at Hua Qiong with a smile.

Hua Qiong has always had a good impression of her, seeing her working hard at such an age, she couldn't bear it.

He took out two chalcedony beads from the purse in his arms and gave them to Granny Wang, asking her to sell them for money.

Because of the darkness, Granny Wang's eyes were not good, and she asked, "What did the girl give you?"

"Two beautiful jade stones. If mother-in-law likes them, she can keep them or exchange them for money. Thank you mother-in-law for taking care of me all the time."

Granny Wang hugged Hua Qiong into her arms, "My granddaughter is also as old as you, and she likes to pick up some beautiful stones for me to bring back. If she is still here, she will definitely like such stones."

Hua Qiong patted Granny Wang's quilt to comfort her.

Afterwards, Granny Wang opened a big box, half of which was empty, but a lot of cushions and thatch had been laid underneath, and many air holes were drilled on the side of the box.

"Master is leaving after dinner, you, will you come back later?"

Hua Qiong looked into Granny Wang's eyes and shook her head, "Maybe I'll be back soon, maybe I won't be back."

"But I will always think of my mother-in-law and Wangya."

Granny Wang was still smiling as she stroked Hua Qiong's hair.

"Okay, okay, the old lady has lived for such a long time, and the people around her have passed away similarly, but this time there are people who can miss her again."

The sound of people in the courtyard came, and Hua Qiong hurried into the prepared box.

At this time, a group of people came out with two people.

Hua Qiong looked out through the air hole, and saw a middle-aged man with his back turned to him, loudly explaining the affairs of the mansion.

"If someone dares to practice witchcraft again, then he is not going to the government, but to try my Zhao method."

"Master, be careful on the road, or check your things again, and don't let anyone stuff unclean things in while we're not in front of you."

As Mrs. Zhao said, she was about to send someone to open the box to check, and Hua Qiong's box was the first to bear the brunt.

It's Mrs. Zhao again!
Wang Ya ran to the box in the donkey cart, and by coincidence, she happened to meet Hua Qiong in the box.

I shouldn't be in the car, I should be under the car.

Both of them were a little embarrassed, Wang Ya immediately smiled lightly, and said to his wife: "Ma'am, you can plan for a rainy day near your home, but when the master travels far away, we can't control that far."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Ma'am, you forgot that you had a sachet that you offered before the Buddha. No one with any kind of sorcery can get close to it. If you hang it on the master, no matter where it is, you will be safe."

Madam Zhao beamed with joy when she heard this, and immediately sent someone to her house to fetch a sachet and hang it on her husband.

Hua Qiong in the box breathed a sigh of relief, only to see the little girl wink at her.

This little girl, in a few years, I'm afraid she won't be able to hide her cleverness, so don't be too conspicuous.

The car body shook for a while, Zhao Tingan drove a donkey cart with a group of carts, left from Zhao Mansion, and set foot on the road to the real town.

(End of this chapter)