Time is slow

   Chapter 493 Encountering an old friend

   It was getting dark soon, the three of them gathered together for dinner, and Chenguang made an excuse to leave.

   An oil lamp was lit indoors, and the light was dim. Although it was late autumn, the place still felt sultry.

   "Zhaozhao, let's go out for a walk." Shao Mingyuan suggested.

  Qiao Zhao stood up: "Okay."

   The two have been sitting facing each other from now on until they fall asleep, which is really embarrassing.

As soon as you walk into the yard, your eyes widen, and you can see the unique garden landscape in the south. Even such an ordinary inn still has a unique grace. It’s a pity that the dark clouds are low, and the layers seem to be pressed to the ground, making people look Feeling depressed.

   "It's going to rain." Shao Mingyuan murmured while looking up at the dark sky.

  Qiao Zhao suddenly pursed his lips and smiled: "Brother, are your old cold legs okay?"

   Shao Mingyuan was quite confused: "Second brother, don't make fun of me."

  What old cold legs? He is not an old man.

  Wait, does Zhaozhao despise his age?

   Looking down at the flower-like girl, Shao Mingyuan suddenly felt a hint of crisis.

   Zhaozhao is not yet fourteen years old now, and he will be twenty-three after marrying her in two years.

  Twenty-three, if it was placed in someone else's house, the child would be six or seven years old—

   The more Shao Mingyuan thought about it, the worse it became.

  If he doesn't wait until he returns to the capital, he will work harder and try to marry Zhaozhao next year. He will only be twenty-two next year.

The General    made up his mind silently.

   Finding someone suddenly lost in thought, Qiao Zhao couldn't help but glanced at him a few more times.

   She was looking at it casually, but her eyes shrank suddenly, she hurriedly pulled Shao Mingyuan, and said in a low voice, "Brother, look at the person standing under the porch over there, am I dazzled?"

   Shao Mingyuan returned to his senses, followed Qiao Zhao's gaze, and was equally stunned, with a flash of surprise on his face.

   A black figure stood under the porch eaves not far away, and the lanterns hanging under the porch eaves exuded hazy light, blurring the person's appearance.

   But both Qiao Zhao and Shao Mingyuan recognized it at a glance, that person was Jiang Yuanchao, the thirteenth master of Jinlinwei!

  Jiang Yuanchao seemed to have a feeling, suddenly turned his eyes and glanced here.

   Shao Mingyuan calmly retracted his gaze, lowered his head and said to Qiao Zhao, "Go back to the house."

   "Yes." Qiao Zhao nodded calmly.

  Jiang Yuanchao had a deep sense of the man, no matter how surprising he appeared here, he should not show the slightest on his face, otherwise, once he was noticed, who would know what kind of leaks would come out.

  The two made up their minds to go back to the room, but Jiang Yuanchao suddenly moved, walking towards them with his long legs.

   In order not to arouse suspicion, the two had to stop.

  Jiang Yuanchao quickly walked up to the two of them, and bowed to Shao Mingyuan with a smile: "Is Xiongtai a new one?"

  Qiao Zhao stood beside Shao Mingyuan with his eyes down, and he couldn't help but sweat for him.

  Both she and Shao Mingyuan had a lot of dealings with Jiang Yuanchao. She didn't think that the second person in the Jinlin Guards after Jiangtang would not be able to hear Shao Mingyuan's voice.

   "Yes." Shao Mingyuan replied.

   Hearing him speak, Qiao Zhao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

   She didn't know that this person actually had the ability to change his voice. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have been able to tell that this deep, honest voice belonged to Shao Mingyuan.

  Thinking of this, Qiao Zhao's heart tightened.

  Oops, the voice can reveal the identity of the person, the smell can also be, and the string of agarwood beads that she has been wearing on her wrist is likely to make her recognized by Jiang Yuanchao!

  Qiao Zhao ducked behind Shao Mingyuan with his head down.

  Jiang Yuanchao lowered his gaze slightly and swept past Qiao Zhao.

   Shao Mingyuan moved slightly, blocking Jiang Yuanchao's sight, and explained with a smile: "The younger brother is timid by nature, and he is a little afraid of seeing strangers.

   "How come?" Jiang Yuanchao pulled his lips and smiled, suddenly glanced at Shao Mingyuan, and asked meaningfully, "Xiongtai came from the north, right?"

   Shao Mingyuan raised his eyebrows: "Why does Xiongtai ask that?"

   Jiang Yuanchao had a faint smile on his lips: "I hear that Xiongtai's accent is not like the people here, and there are very few people here with the height of Xiongtai."

   Shao Mingyuan followed with a smile: "Hehe, Xiongtai has good eyesight, my brother and I are indeed not locals."

   "Oh, what did Xiongtai bring his younger brother here to do?"

   Listening to Jiang Yuanchao's questioning, Qiao Zhao secretly frowned.

   Sure enough, he was born in Jinlinwei, and he couldn't change his habit of asking questions wherever he went.

In the face of ordinary people's questions, they can ignore them, but in the face of Jiang Yuanchao's questions, they are not good at not answering, otherwise if they arouse his interest and send people to watch them at that time, it will be annoying. .

Shao Mingyuan and Qiao Zhao obviously wanted to go somewhere. After hearing Jiang Yuanchao's question, he said without thinking: "My father came to Fudong at the beginning of the year to talk about a business, but he never heard from him after he left home. The family sent someone to the south to look for it. As a result, the people sent out also disappeared. My mother was worried, so she ordered me to come to find my father."

   "Oh, so that's the case." Jiang Yuanchao smiled lightly, "Since Xiongtai is traveling far away, why do you still bring your younger brother?"

  Qiao Zhao secretly sighed.

  Jiang Yuanchao is really not easy to fool with this person. Not only is he not easy to fool, but he is also extremely annoying. He doesn't even think about his business when he asks questions from strangers!

Shao Mingyuan was not stopped by Jiang Yuanchao, and explained with a smile: "My second brother is only short, in fact, he is fifteen years old, and he is not too young. He is too shy and usually just likes to bury his head in reading. It’s better to travel a thousand miles than to scroll books, and taking him out to broaden his horizons might make him change his temperament like a girl, so he persuaded his mother to bring him with him, just as the two brothers were companions.”

   At this time, Qiao Zhao was hiding behind Shao Mingyuan, and he covered most of his figure.

  Jiang Yuanchao's gaze fell on top of her head, and he couldn't help laughing: "If you look at your brother, it's a bit of a meaning from the people here."

   Miss Qiao was furious in her heart.

   What's wrong with her short stature? Which king's law was violated? The sarcasm in Jiang Yuanchao's tone was too obvious!

   At this moment, thunder suddenly rolled from the sky, breaking the tranquility of the night.

  Shao Mingyuan looked up at the sky, and said naturally: "It's going to rain, I'll take my younger brother back to the house, see you later."

  Jiang Yuanchao handed over his hands elegantly: "Goodbye."

   Shao Mingyuan quietly took Qiao Zhao's hand: "Second brother, let's go."

   Until the backs of the two disappeared at the door, Jiang Yuanchao still stood there with a thoughtful expression.

   The rain outside still hadn't fallen, and the room was dark and stuffy, but Qiao Zhao was already annoyed by the fact that he had just gone out to breathe, so he walked to the window and quickly closed the window.

   She sat down, and the first thing she did was to lift up her sleeves, revealing a slender wrist that bullied Sai Xue.

   Shao Mingyuan's heart skipped a beat.

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