Jiaohua

Chapter 168

The steward's words are pretending to be difficult, but Xia Zhaoyi is not confused, she knows about how many horses there are on this mountain, and also knows how capable Zhuge Yu is.

Zhuge Yu bought this racecourse when he was just in his early 20s. He didn’t like being an official, he didn’t like being polite to others, and he didn’t want to be a rent-paying landlord. After sharing it equally with the folks in Shilibapu, he came here to buy a mountain and open a horse farm.

There are at least five large horse farms on this mountain, and the low breed horses and high breed horses are raised separately. In order to keep this horse farm running smoothly, it is necessary to honor the court every year. Those high breed horses have to be selected every year. Send half of it up.

But in fact, the so-called half may only be one-tenth. Anyway, it's good to send a similar amount, and who wants to give away more.

Xia Zhaoyi and Xia Wenshan used to come here often, and Zhuge Yu would take them around the mountain every time. On the grassland of the back mountain, she even rode several horses that everyone praised, and was loved by Zhuge Yu as much as his life. I don't like the hard-working horse that people don't touch easily.

Followed the steward to pick horses from the low-breed horses, and Lao Tong and Zhi Changle went to pick horses.

The steward stood next to Xia Zhaoyi with a lantern in his hand, and asked, "Didn't you say earlier that as long as I sold you a horse, you would tell me about my husband, how did you know?"

"My father told me." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"Your father? Who is your father?"

"My father..." Xia Zhaoyi raised his head to look at the steward, and smiled, "My father is a great hero, why don't you ask Zhuge Yu if he has anyone he admires?"

The steward felt that this girl was really strange.

He shook his head: "Forget it, you girl doesn't want to tell me."

As he spoke, he suddenly touched a piece of maltose wrapped in oil paper and handed it to Xia Zhaoyi: "Here."

"What is this?" Xia Zhaoyi didn't answer.

"I bought some candy for my family's Erya," said the steward, "I bought an extra portion, so you can eat some too."

"It seems that you like me very much," Xia Zhaoyi smiled and took it, "Then I'll accept it."

"Haha." Hearing her tone, the steward couldn't help laughing.

After Lao Tong and Zhi Changle had chosen, they each led a fat and strong horse out, and then went to choose Che Yu.

With two horse-drawn carriages, the carts are naturally bigger. The carts here are both new and old, and many of them were recovered from other places. Lao Tong wanted to pick an older one because it was cheap. Xia Zhaoyi looked at the wood and directly chose one. The most expensive.

A few guys helped to install it, and Lao Tong paid the money, and his bulging wallet dried up all of a sudden.

After saying goodbye to the steward, they drove away.

Back at the inn, Pang Yi had already fallen asleep.

Xia Zhaoyi ordered a table of food and wine in the lobby, and after she finished eating, she took out something from her sleeve and put it on the table: "This, you keep it."

The thing was wrapped in a small handkerchief, and Zhi Changle picked it up and opened it. It was a plum blossom woven with grass and trees.

"This is..." Old Tong said puzzled.

"I have to go," Xia Zhaoyi said. "There is a Qingque Pavilion in the capital. If you encounter any troubles in the future, you can go there and find the shopkeeper directly, give him this thing, and then report it to the second grade of junior high school." Just words."

"You want to go?" Zhi Changle's heart tightened, "This, this is not right, where are you going?"

"Yeah, Ah Li, why, why are you leaving?" Old Tong also couldn't accept it.

"I was going to leave," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "There is always a feast in the world, thanks to the two of you for taking care of me this journey, I thank you in advance."

As she spoke, she clasped her fists in both hands, looking like an adult.

Zhi Changle felt uncomfortable and looked at Lao Tong.

Old Tong couldn't tell why he was uncomfortable. He didn't know what to say. After a pause, he took out a small purse from his pocket and said, "Then you take the money with you."

"You guys keep it and take good care of Pang Yi. His body still needs to be taken care of. If I hadn't been in a hurry, I shouldn't have left him like this. After all, it was because of me that I was injured." Xia Zhaoyi said.

With a bitter taste in his throat, Old Tong nodded dryly, feeling unspeakably upset and sad.

Zhi Changle raised Mei Duo in his hand: "Ali, if I use this to find you somewhere, can I really find you?"

"Qingque Pavilion," Xia Zhaoyi said, "there are words on the scarf, if you can't remember it, find a writer on the side of the road to look it up for you."

"Then, can I find you?"

"Yes," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "as long as I live."

As she said that, she looked at Old Tong and said in a deep voice, "Although you two are awkward, you don't have to live in fear. You can live your life as ordinary people do."

She could probably guess, Lao Tong didn't find it strange, and thought that she might have known it a long time ago.

Old Tong nodded, but did not speak.

Xia Zhaoyi got up and said with a smile, "I'm leaving, and I'll see you in the future."

Zhi Changle also hurriedly got up, still very reluctant.

The little girl was very straightforward, turned around and left.

Old Tong also stood up, watching her thin figure disappear into the back hall, his nose felt sore.

"Old Tong, Ah Li just left like that." Zhi Changle said in a daze.

"Yes." Old Tong replied.

"Why do I feel like I had a dream?"

The moonlight outside the lobby was too pale, and when it fell on the threshold in front of the door, it was indeed a bit hazy, seemingly real or illusory.

Xia Zhaoyi led Qingyun from behind, and then rode away.

Coming out from the north side of the market, she turned her head to look at the word "Cong Yun" hanging high above, her eyebrows slightly narrowed.

Under the light of the lantern, the big plaque is very brand new.

was replaced.

Xia Zhaoyi's expression became icy cold, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Back then, the word "Cong Yun" was inscribed by Dingguo Gong Xia Wenshan himself. The local government was once proud of it, not to mention changing it, even if it rained heavily, they would like to have someone wipe it after the sun clears.

was replaced.

Xia Zhaoyi withdrew his gaze and looked at the end of the long road ahead of her.

If, if things were really as bad as she thought, then even she herself didn't know what she would do.

She didn't want to become a terrible person, the kind of person her father hated most when he was alive.

But, the anger in her heart... How can the anger and resentment in her heart be calmed down.

The wind is blowing, and the coolness is deep.

Her lips were extremely dry, and she pursed her mouth with difficulty, trying to find her own breath. She closed her eyes and breathed out slowly.

Maybe, it won't be so bad, these are just speculations, just what other people said, and the plaque was replaced, or maybe it was just broken.

After returning, everything became clear.

The girl looked ahead, her eyes became bright, and she whipped her horse: "Drive!"

(End of this chapter)