Accumulate Wealth in Life

Jianghu has you (4o)

In August, the wind in Yanjing is cold. But in the south, there is still some heat that has not receded.

Rao thinks that the northern land has been good for the past few years, but when he enters the southern land, he breathes a different air, and looks at the different customs, and he also feels a little different.

On this street, there are many ragged clothes, but there are also many people wearing silk and satin.

Heng'er sighed: "Jiangnan is rich, after all, it's different."

Wanyankang said: "Young master, don't let other people's ambitions grow, it's true that Jiangnan is rich, but this is in the city. If you go to ordinary people's homes, you can take a look... There are still more poor people... "

Heng'er didn't take it seriously, she came out to look at the parents. Along the way, he felt a lot. The literary style of the South is at its peak, which is indeed unmatched by the North. Like a farm family, even if the family is poor, there are always one or two children in the family who have gone to school. Of the ten households, eight households have a scholar. This is the benefit of living in peace and contentment. If the disaster of war did not spread, they could farm the land with peace of mind and support their children to study. Unlike the Northland, the war has just passed, and it can only be regarded as a breath of relief and a full meal. If it weren't for the official school run by the imperial court, so that children between the ages of six and ten could go to Kaimeng to read and write, the northern land would be full of illiterate and ignorant people. In terms of good places, the north is more open-minded than the south, and the folk customs are sturdy. Since most children are literate, after literacy, if they want, they can go to a higher institution to continue their studies. There are a lot of self-funded schools, most of them work hard for the imperial examination, and they have to go to special academies to study. But some underprivileged disciples, if they want to work elsewhere, can do it. For example, the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Ministry of War have set up schools in various places. The Ministry of Industry is mainly about workshop crafts, and the Ministry of Household is mainly about recruiting talents. After these people are admitted, the room and board are free, but the rest are ignored. After completing their studies, they choose the best and use them, and they are regarded as officials in the official system. The Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of War are also free of board and lodging. These two types of schools have regulated uniforms. Therefore, the clothes are also free. They are released on a seasonal basis, and there will be some living allowances every month. These students from the school opened by the Ministry of Punishment will serve as yamen after they come out. They are actually the people who have the most contact with the common people. Beware of this type of people becoming evil officials. And these students from the Ministry of War, who are similar to those who came out of the military academy, are amazing. They went down one by one, inserted into the military camps at all levels, and integrated into the military system, but they were different. It mainly controls the activities of the soldiers below. This is especially important, especially among the Jin and Han people, and some of the army is mixed with Mongolian people. In terms of policy, all ethnic groups are equal, and no matter what aspect it is, they must be equal. To enlist, enlist. Then? Necessary measures have to be taken. Because of this appropriate measure, several mutinies were quelled in advance in the army.

Also because of the nature of running a school, at a glance, the literacy rate is still quite high. But in terms of background, it belongs to the South.

Looking at the people coming and going, Heng'er asked the fourth master and said, "Ordinarily, this silk weaving was introduced from the north to the south after the Han and Tang Dynasties... The north has been chaotic for years, and the people have moved south, this can be understood... Why don't we revive silk weaving in the North?"

The fourth master was stunned for a moment, not expecting the child to ask such a question. He asked, "There is a larger amount of cotton to make cotton fabrics, why do we have to fight the north and the south?"

Heng'er was also stunned for a moment, seeing that the fourth master didn't speak. After a long time, he realized one thing: he was born in Xinsong, grew up in Xinsong, and was born the prince of Xinsong. In his eyes, the New Song Dynasty is the New Song Dynasty, and the Southern Song Dynasty is the Southern Song Dynasty. When he stepped out, he stepped on the land of another country. But Daddy is different. In his heart, this Southern Song Dynasty should be his own world. Even if it is not under his own governance now, psychologically speaking, this is a whole.

The two peoples of the New Song and Southern Song looked like the same people, and they spoke words that they could understand even though their accents were different. Learning the same book, writing the same characters, and passing it down from one ancestor to the present day, how can it be divided?

He said seriously: "Dad, I understand."

Once I understand it, the angle of looking at the problem is immediately different. He began to look at the advantages, began to look for the shortcomings, and began to think, if he asked himself to do it, what should he do to eliminate these disadvantages.

Wanyankang sighed when he saw his son, and then looked back at his own son, who usually looked fine, but now no matter how he looked at it, it was not pleasing to the eye.

Yang Guoxin said, I already knew that you didn't like me. My surname is Yang, and the title is no longer given to me. How satisfied are you with me?

So all the way, he only ran to the fourth master who could give him the title and his daughter-in-law. He had to check the room of the inn by himself first. If the bedding was covered, he would even buy a new one on the road, and it was on the carriage. When I got to the place, I cleaned up the shop in person, in the name of the disciple serving the master, I wish I could try the hot and cold water for washing my feet at night.

But this is the case, the fourth master also felt the inconvenience of going out. The carriage is bumpy, which is very uncomfortable. If Tongtong is here, press it down three or two times, and the exhaustion will disappear. Long'er and Heng'er both know medical skills, but what they learn is very targeted. What the next du solution du ah, this kind of. It is completely different from Tong Tong's effort to eliminate all the pain in the world. They can meditate on the road, exercise their inner strength and then be exhausted, and they are embarrassed to say that they cannot do this. I'm sorry to be a father, but as a child, this is completely unexpected.

So, lying in bed at night is uncomfortable.

Being accustomed to Tongtong, I can't be coquettish, and I can't stand the pain at all. It seems that it is worse than going out to do things in the past, and it is even more difficult to be bumped on the horse's back for a whole day.

Heng'er was young, and the fourth master didn't worry about him living alone. And Long'er just didn't worry about Daddy living alone, with Heng'er around, don't even think about getting close. She and Ah Chou lived next door to the east, and the Yang family lived next door to the west. Being caught in the middle like this is no problem. So the fourth master stayed with Heng'er. The child practiced martial arts, and his eyes and ears were smart. When he rolled over at night, the child woke up, and when he rolled over, he thought his father couldn't sleep at night, because he was thinking about the Southern Song Dynasty. After all, after watching it for a day, I was quiet at night, had some thoughts, and kept some things in my heart. This is normal. So the child said: "...this is a long time ago, we can't be in a hurry now. Tell me what you think of, I will use it in a notebook, and I will definitely not forget it when the situation is decided in the future. of……"

The fourth master, who was secretly massaging his arm: "………………Understood, hurry up and go to sleep!"

I thought to myself: Sure enough, my children can't rely on me, but I have to rely on my wife.

Not to mention this. Just talk about eating and drinking on the way. When you are outside, you can’t say that if you want to eat hot, you can run into hot food. As for hunting and roasting on the road... Unless it's outside at night when you can't catch up with the end of the night, there's a lot of time to waste at night, that's fine. But you were told to eat that every day, did you suffer?

And drink... not to mention. There is a small mud stove burning hot water to make tea on the road. But isn't this where the water is used? Being able to follow Tongtong with you, for several lifetimes, the taste of water is the same. The key is that the water is really comfortable to drink, and there is absolutely no such thing as acclimatization. It's better now. As soon as I got to the south, I had some symptoms. It was still Tongtong who kept pills in his purse all the year round, and secretly ate a few pills so that he didn't leave anyone outside.

Thinking about it like this, I regret it. I asked Long'er to bring Heng'er out to see how good it was, but he had to run out in a rush, and even left others out to make waves. Alright now, suffer.

Lying in bed feeling uncomfortable and not daring to move, it was inevitable that the next day would look dizzy. He felt in his heart that this problem is now habitual. This is the truth, I can't think of the old days now. Now I ask myself to go back and start all over again, and to be such a diligent emperor, who wakes up at three in the morning and doesn't sleep when he's not even a child, that's really impossible, he can't survive. Or to say that the past days were good days.

Seeing Daddy's expression this morning, Long'er secretly asked Heng'er, "What's the matter?"

Heng'er explained the reason why he didn't sleep well at night, of course, the reason was what he thought. This is why Long Er can't even find words of comfort.

But after breakfast, the eagle flew back. Two days ago, I spread them back to Yanjing to send a letter of safety, and now I have replied.

Long'er held the letter with a strange expression. In the letter, she explained almost everything in detail about arranging her father's food, clothing, housing and transportation.

What night to give regular massage, massage which acupuncture points and the like, said very detailed. Only then did she realize: Oh! It turned out that Dad didn't sleep well because he was not thinking about things, but because he was not properly sleeping.

Long'er wanted to press her father right away. It seemed that this would damage her father's majesty, so she had to pull Heng'er first: "Tell me to try it out."

He didn't let go until the wolf crying and howling that Heng'er was holding down.

Yang Guo also thought that Long'er had learned some new therapy, and hurriedly leaned over: "Use me...use me...I'm not afraid of pain..."

Wanyan Kang pulled him over: "Stay honest, what's the matter with you?"

Without a bit of prudence, can people marry their daughter to you? I still don't understand, what kind of guy do people like?

Long Er rubbed both Heng Er and A Chou, and then went to find her father.

When the fourth master saw the pressed acupuncture point, he understood that Tong Tong specially sent a letter to explain it. But this stamina... oops, it's still not right. When your mother pressed it, I fell asleep and didn't wake me up. Girl, with your strength, even if I fainted, I had to be woken up by you. But he had to endure not to show it, and he had to have a smile like a spring breeze on his face, so that when people saw it, it was like: My daughter is so filial, my father is very comforted.

So, Long'er wrote back to her mother: Daddy enjoyed it very much.

Tongtong: "..." If your mother and I can be replaced so easily, I am not your mother. Just thinking about it, I can think of how the Fourth Master looks like 'enjoying'. I want to tell the child a few words, how much effort should be used, but this effort varies from person to person and cannot be measured. Holding the letter, shaking in his hand, there is no way to think about it, what can I do.

But over there, Long'er, who had done a big job, was quite satisfied. She settled down with her father and younger brother and went to bed. When she came back, she also said that she washed up and fell asleep. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he touched his head, and called A Chou: "First loosen your head, and then get hot water."

As she said that, she took off two hairpins by herself, and A Chou over there poured the hot water he brought into the bathtub.

She called out again: "Chou, put that down first, the hairpin at the back is not easy to take..."

In the end, Ah Chou still didn't move, just being hers.

Long'er's hand froze on her head, and she looked at her, only to see A Chou who was in a trance, only doing her work mechanically, as if she hadn't heard a word of what she said.

A strange look flashed in her eyes, and then disappeared without a trace. When I brought A Chou back, I knew that A Chou had a problem. But for more than ten years, she didn't ask a word, and the other party didn't say a word.

A Chou is not ugly. She once gave A Chou a miyao without knowing it. When she fell asleep, she went to look at the disguise on her face. Not only is she not ugly, she can even be said to be very beautiful.

Over the years, she has been very loose to her, and she only pretended not to reveal her disguise. When she left the palace, she only took her out, but she never found any abnormality in her, and she never had any special contact with anyone.

Now, this is the first time.

She went over and reached out to test the temperature of the water, and then Ah Chou reacted: "Girl, I'll make it right away."

Long'er waved: "That's it. Leave some hot water, just in time to wash your hair."

Ah Chou responded and took a scoop. Long'er was already soaking in the water. Only one black head hangs out of the wooden barrel. Ah Chou put the wooden basin under his head, one cup of water and one cup of water. He first wet his head, then took the ointment from the jar, and gently rubbed it on his head. With a sound, Ah Chou woke up: "Girl..."

Long'er laughed: "My mother is always caring and smart. Since she served me, she has never made a mistake. Washing my face has never been cold and scalding, and you have never pulled me once..."

"That's because slaves are born to serve people." Ah Chou lowered his head and said this.

"You are talking nonsense." Long'er closed her eyes and didn't look at her, only said: "No one is born to serve others. For example Ruan Ruan, the marriage has been settled, and she will be the wife of the official family in the future. Menting, who dares to underestimate. Or, do you feel that serving me has wronged you?"

Ah Chou hurriedly said: "Girl, what are you talking about? Why have I ever been wronged? The girl treats me kindly and never looks at me because of my ugliness. Take me home and heal me. Let me live in this world again. Although I am called a servant, He Zeng really takes me as a person. I eat a table of food and wear the best clothes. If there is a girl, I will be like me. Teach me to read wisely , practice martial arts and strengthen your body. The girl has the grace of rebuilding for me." As he spoke, tears fell into the basin. Her hands were much more stable than before, she rubbed her scalp lightly, pouring scoops of warm water down the top of her head, watching the white foam flow into the basin, before wrapping her head with a dry towel.

Long'er also got up, wrapped her body up and went directly into the bed. Just let your head loose and dry slowly. She patted her side: "you wash and hurry up and sleep."

Ah Chou also washed up, tidied up the house, and lay down.

Long'er turned her back, her eyes wide open, waiting for Ah Chou to speak. But then, it was Ah Chou's steady breathing, she still didn't say anything, and just fell asleep.

She slept awake all night. Ah Chou must have encountered something, and he is in this inn. Therefore, the next day, she paid special attention to everyone in the inn, from the old shopkeeper over sixty years old to the eleven or twelve-year-old Xiaopaotang. Everyone inside has no martial arts skills. Not every one of the guests in the inn has seen it, but the ones who have seen it...that's it. There are students who travel around to gain knowledge, and there are small businessmen who trade with each other. Occasionally, there were yamen who came to patrol, but there was no abnormality.

When the fourth master saw Long'er like this, he knew that there must be something wrong. Originally, I said that I would stay for two more days, walk around and see the scenic spots and historical sites, but now I don't care, "...Go to Lin'an as soon as possible, and go anywhere after finishing the business... It is important to do business first..."

On the way, the fourth master called Long'er into his carriage and asked, "What's wrong? Someone sees through our identities?"

Long'er whispered, "It's A Chou."

The fourth master knew that A Chou had a different movement, which meant that the teaching was active.

Seeing that the child was nervous, he smiled and said, "I didn't see anything wrong in the New Song Dynasty, but when I arrived in the Southern Song Dynasty, there was something wrong immediately. This shows that your Chaowen Pavilion is well managed, and the forces of the Ming Cult have never infiltrated."

In other words, that is the Southern Song Dynasty... There are already Mingjiao activities.

Seeing the child thinking about this, he said, "There's no need to be nervous. Maybe it's not as dangerous as you think... Mingjiao believes in light, and believes that darkness will pass sooner or later... If there are people who believe in this religion in the Southern Song Dynasty... ...that's not all bad..."

Long'er frowned: "Dad's meaning... Who is the messenger of light, we have the final say. It can be them or us. Use it well, or it may have miraculous effects."

Children can be taught.

Long'er's heart was happy, and she also rejoiced. Along the way, keep an eye out for these messages too.

Yang Guo sat on the carriage and heard a few words. He was a man with a heart. Seeing that this was what the officials were concerned about, he put his mind to this matter. Every time he went to a place, he always got up in the middle of the night and came out. Go to the east house and turn around the west house to see if there are any tablets enshrined in the house.

There really is! Even if it is hidden tightly, one can find a Buddhist altar according to the scent of incense and candles, and it is not the King Ming that worships.

He told this to the officials: "Two or three out of ten, I believe in."

This means that there are many people who are dissatisfied with their current living conditions. The closer you get to Lin'an, the more serious this phenomenon seems to be. In some villages, there are unnamed temples dedicated to the unnamed gods. They went in specifically to have a look, and looking at it, Bacheng was King Ming.

The fourth master asked Heng'er, "What is 'Ming'?"

Heng'er said solemnly: "Ming is the light that shines. I hope that the light will shine, and I believe that the darkness will eventually pass. But what is the 'Ming' that the people look forward to? The world is peaceful and the world is clear and bright. I want to be well fed and clothed, but I want to be safe and secure. Whoever can do this is a well-deserved king of Ming. Whether he believes in Ming religion or not, he is."

Long'er smiled and glanced at A Chou from the corner of her eyes, but A Chou only stared at the statue of King Ming in a daze, and when everyone else came out, she still stood still.

Long'er didn't rush her, just stood at the door and waited quietly. Yang Guo glanced at this, then at that, something flashed in his eyes. Even Wanyan Kang reminded the fourth master: "Long'er is a kind-hearted child, so you still have to be careful."

Before anyone told Longer to be careful, Ah Chou was using the night to say everything.

"...I was born in Mingjiao...my mother is the saint of Mingjiao...the saintess of Mingjiao cannot get married, nor can they have children...so, I was secretly born by my mother...I have been raised in In the secret room of my mother's bedroom..."

Long'er frowned: "When I saw you, you were only a few years old, do you remember all these things?"

A Chou smiled bitterly: "As the girl said before, I will wait for her to comb her hair and dress... That's because I live by myself, and because I'm a few years older than the girl. My mother doesn't want to be called I have been growing up in a secret room, so I found a secret method. At the age of **, I still look like a child of three or five years old. She was thinking, even if someone suspected that she was a tricky retreat in that year, she would not In connection with having a baby..."

I see!

However, there is actually such a secret method, which is really unheard of. Even with her mother's medical skills, she didn't take the pulse to find the problem, which shows her shrewdness.

The question in her heart was answered, and it was already clear that Ah Chou was already quite old at that time, probably around ten years old. A ten-year-old child is already old enough to remember.

She asked, "Why did you come to me?"

Long'er smiled bitterly: "There is an elder in the teaching, and her disciple is also old. She has always wanted her disciple to become a saint. Although my mother gave birth to me back then, although she didn't grasp the reason, she seems to have noticed. It's just that I couldn't find any evidence. When I was five years old, because of the secret method, I looked like I was only two years old. My mother secretly took me out. Three months later, she took me to Huijiao in the name of accepting a disciple. , I always thought that I would be able to hide it from the sky. I am even more afraid that people will connect the two of us from the appearance..." She reached out and touched the birthmark on her face, "My mother put this on me... Take me back. At that time, no one really doubted that, my mother handed me over to the supervisor, no matter whether it was beating or scolding, she just couldn't see it. That's it, I'm getting older every day while I'm teaching. I'm older, but my figure is slower than others. No one has used the secret method before, so I don't know how it will work. Back then, a child as old as me was already a head taller than me, but after three or four years , I only seem to be one or two years older. Moreover, my eyes are more and more like my mother. At the annual festival, young children like us were to be worshipped in the hall. It happened that there was a The girl I selected in advance was injured and could not go. I was the only one who could temporarily pull it away. The birthmark on my face was so ugly that it would be unsightly to go up. So, Mammy covered my face with white gauze. Covered up, leaving only a pair of eyes outside. The girl may not know that the saints of the Ming Cult are everyday, and always cover their appearance. Some people have never seen my mother when she was a child, or they can't remember or recognize my mother. I came out. But when the elder saw my mother grow up, she grabbed me at the time, looked at me, and said that I was the same as when my mother was young. My mother denied it at the time, and deliberately pulled my face towel off , and was furious, saying that the elders deliberately ridiculed her... But I am very easy to find out, which year did you enter Mingjiao, how old were you when you came in, how many years have you been in, how old are you now, etc., such a question , I doubt if I don't doubt it... The elders gathered several great guardians in the sect, arrested me, coerced my mother, and forced my mother to abdicate. What happened to the saint who came down from the position of the saint? I don't know, but I know very well that my mother was very scared at the time... She said it was slander, she had never given birth to a child, and she didn't know who I was... The elder said, just in need of a child to go to the Central Plains, If I'm really not her daughter, please act according to the plan..."

Long'er's complexion changed, and he already knew what was going to happen.

Ah Chou's tears came down as soon as he brushed it: "The girl thought well, when the girl met me, all the injuries on my body were given by my mother... She personally broke my hamstrings and broken my hamstrings. My legs were slashed ninety-nine-eighty-one knives on me with a lancet... In this way, I was taken out of Mingjiao by the elder's people and brought to the Central Plains... She beat me, scolded me, tortured me along the way. I, just to tell me, I am my mother's daughter... I am my mother's daughter, but I am not my mother's daughter... When she used her own hands and the sword in her hand on me, Our mother-daughter relationship was also broken. I hated my mother so much at that time, how could I admit that I was my mother's daughter? She planted a gu on me to see if something was going to happen... If there is no one like this gu Wake up, then no one can find out..."

"You..." Long'er jumped, "You mean, you sensed that your Gu was awakened..."

Ah Chou nodded, "I can't tell what it feels like, but I know... they found it... I don't know what kind of Gu the old witch planted, but this kind of thing is uncontrollable. I'm afraid it's true. Stay by the girl's side, in case you don't get controlled and hurt the girl or do something that I can't regret... So, girl, tell me to leave, or you can kill me!"

Long'er stretched out his hand: "Give me your arm and I'll take a pulse."

Ah Chou stretched out his arm, and Long'er put his hand on her wrist, frowning involuntarily: This method is really clever. She couldn't see anything wrong. On the contrary, she felt that her pulse was strong, as if her martial arts had become more refined.

This is still really baffling. She really had never seen such a thing.

But it's not impossible to let A Chou go. But in her situation, the other party wanted to take advantage of her. If she used this Gu worm to manipulate her again, her life would be ruined. Anything can be fake, but in the past ten years of getting along day and night, it can't always be fake. Leave her alone, how can you bear it?

Not to mention killing her! Her mother could kill her, but she really couldn't kill her. Things are not such a solution: "If you don't have a perception error, it means that I didn't diagnose it. But if I can't diagnose it, it doesn't mean that my mother can't do anything. You have been by my side for so many years, you should know my mother. The means... so, I will ask Diao'er to send a message to my mother, ask my mother, see if she understands Gu..."

insanity?

Lin Yutong looked at the letter in his hand, how did this child encounter such an evil thing?

Gu, Lin Yutong really can only describe it as an evil sect. Want to understand? In fact, this thing is still a kind of poisonous insect. As long as it is a poisonous insect, she has a way. The Shenmu Wangding has a huge attraction to highly poisonous things. It shouldn't be difficult to match this thing. She wrote a few more recipes for temporary suppression, thinking that it should be fine for the time being.

Asked Diaoer to let go of the letter, and she wrote another letter to ask someone to send it to Duan Huangye.

Dali country is located in the southwest frontier, you should know more about this aspect. Moreover, Long'er said that A Chou has been planted with Gu, doesn't that mean that there are people in the Persian Ming Cult who can plant Gu. How did this Gu pass down?

After sending the letter away, I was inevitably worried about the fourth master and the two children. No matter how talented they are, there are still many unknowns in this world that cannot be fully grasped. I don't know if I can handle it.

Long'er didn't know if the medicine would work well, so she bought the herbs from several pharmacies. She boiled the medicine herself, watched Ah Chou drink it, and waited quietly, "How do you feel?"

A Chou's head was densely covered with sweat. Just now, he felt a pain from the top of something in his chest. He was very active, but now he is unconscious again, "...I feel much better..."

Long'er thought deeply: "It seems that I can control it in the short term." She told Ah Chou, "When I meet a pharmacy later, I will buy medicines for backup. I will make pills later. If I think something is wrong, hurry up. Take medicine. My mother said she has a way, don't worry."

Ah Chou couldn't help choking: "Girl, these years, I have only treated the girl as a relative...I..."

"I know, no one chases you." Long'er wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know where to start. Moreover, being treated like this by her biological mother, she didn't quite understand, what was the origin of this holy girl's daughter? Knowing that you can't do it, you want to do it, and it's such a posturing to give birth to a child. What is this called! If you don't want to be a saint, you don't want to be a saint. You want the privileges brought by a saint, but you don't want to live a life like a saint, you want love between men and women, and you want a mother-daughter relationship. Isn't this too demanding?

Ah Chou also said: "Back then, when I was taken away, in fact... my mother once pushed her up and talked to me while the old witch was away, she told me not to blame her for being cruel, if she didn't If I do that, neither I nor she can survive. Now, it is a way to make a living for us all... She told me to be fine, as long as I live, I will be fine... After I hated it, I often thought, maybe What she said is true... I'm still fantasizing, maybe my mother can really control Mingjiao for me, and then maybe one day, she will pick me up and go home... But the first, second, third, and so on didn't come. ...I see how my mother treats girls every day...I just realized that my mother was supposed to be like that...So my mother never loved me...Never...girl, I was born in Mingjiao , My mother is a saint of Mingjiao, but I... hate Mingjiao!" She knelt down with a thud, "If the girl uses me and asks me to go back to Mingjiao to get news, I'd be willing to go..."

Long'er laughed: "Why should I ask you to inquire about the news? Do you think they are smarter than our Chaowen Pavilion?"

Ah Chou was stunned, "What do you mean by girl?"

Long'er laughed and laughed: "If you have to have a name, you should come to be the saint of Chaowen Pavilion. Don't worry, I won't stop you. If you should get married, you will get married, and if you should have a baby, you will also have a baby. No one will stop you... You can be this saint for as long as you want... and..." She pointed to Ah Chou's face, "I don't like that thing, so hurry up and throw that ugly thing away. , a good face, but it was made into two colors."

The place where the occlusion is torn off is obviously more than one chroma whiter than other places.

From this day on, Ah Chou tore off the ugly thing on his face. This girl is quite a bright beauty, and anyone who sees it can't help but want to take a second look. On the contrary, Ah Chou, who has always shown people with ugliness, is not used to the sight of others. But after so many years in the palace, he has seen everyone with Long'er. There is shyness, but there is really no shrinking.

What she saw from everyone's faces was astonishing, but not surprised. So, she knew that her identity, in the eyes of these people, was not a secret.

But even so, being able to treat her kindly makes her heart feel sour and uncomfortable.

In the morning, the inn is the busiest. The animals are fed and ready to go out again. The group was about to leave. Ah Heng had already helped the fourth master to get into the carriage, but saw a few more people entering the stable in the backyard. A few entourages, a few girls, surrounded by a middle-aged couple, behind the middle-aged couple, followed by a teenage girl, dressed in green, with her head bowed and followed. It is easy to see that this is a family of three.

A Chou sat on the back of Long'er's carriage and asked inside, "Miss... Sit down. Let's go!"

Before Long'er could answer, she heard a deep male voice: "Whose girl has a good appearance..."

Is this a slap in the face?

Before Long'er could react, she couldn't help frowning as soon as her ears moved. She leaned back, and a touch of golden light swept across it. With a 'bang', something was thrown from the car window and embedded in the opposite car wall. superior.

When I opened my eyes and looked closely, it was a piece of gold. Immediately following, a cold female voice was heard: "That gold, buy your girl with a charming face..."

The voice fell, and the person was approaching, A Chou couldn't help but gasped, and saw a pair of rough big hands that didn't match the other's appearance, slapped at him like an iron palm. This is where he wants to arrest himself, he clearly wants his own life.

Seeing that the iron palm was about to be caught, there was a 'whoosh' in the carriage, and a piece of white brocade protruded out like a snake, and pulled the pair of hands. Only then did she get out and roll down the carriage.

The fourth master lifted the curtain and looked out, but Henger firmly held him back inside: "Dad. Don't go out. These people are not my sister's opponents. If you go out, you will only cause trouble..."

Fourth Master: "..."