Jiaohua

Chapter 177: No Door
He thought Xia Zhaoyi would leave by himself, so the attendants around Lao Qiutou didn't come to chase her away, but seeing the little girl still standing like this, a follower came over and shouted: "You are not staying here, go away !"

"Mr. Qiu," Xia Zhaoyi looked at old Qiu, "I have something to tell you."

"Are you here to look for me?" Old Qiu pointed at himself.

Xia Zhaoyi nodded: "Yes."

"But I haven't seen you. Which family's little girl are you from? Don't go through the main door, you go through the back door. Also, how did you know I would come here?"

Xia Zhaoyi walked over: "I won't delay my husband for long."

The attendant suddenly pulled her: "What are you doing up there! I have something to say here!"

Mr. Qiu gave Xia Zhaoyi a sideways look, walked away, and said, "If you ask me anything, you can just say it directly, and don't say anything. I don't know about that little thought? Is it really a wild thing?" Girl, what kind of place is this Dongping Academy? Go through the back door? There is no door at all!"

Xia Zhaoyi struggled away from the hands of his entourage, he really didn't like being grabbed.

She looked up at old Qiutou leaving without looking back, secretly thinking that this old Qiutou's temper is really as bad as ever.

Carrying the bamboo basket, she turned around and went to sit in the previous position. Not long after she sat down, the attendant dragged her again: "Don't stay here for me, don't you understand the words of the master?"

Xia Zhaoyi got up, moved a little outside, and sat down again.

"Hey, you wild girl!" The attendant followed, "I tell you to get out, don't you understand, you have to be rough?"

"Are you bullying others?" Xia Zhaoyi raised his head and asked.

"Get out!" The attendant stretched out his hand and pushed her very hard, "This is not your place, get out as far as you can, and don't let me see you next time!"

Xia Zhaoyi was pushed violently, and his palm hit the ground beside him.

A small stone was embedded in the palm, but fortunately there was no bleeding.

She got up, picked up the basket next to her, looked back at the follower, and said, "It's better to be kind to others, I don't hinder you at all here, why do you have to be so violent?"

"Get out of here!" The attendant shouted roughly, stretching out his hand and pushing her again.

This time it was not pushed, and the little girl avoided it for some reason.

The attendant didn't care how she avoided it, and shouted: "Don't let me see you next time, be honest!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

Xia Zhaoyi lowered his head to look at his palm, patted the dust off it, and turned his gaze to the street.

"Little girl?" came the voice of the middle-aged man from behind.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't look back and pay attention.

"Are you still here? Aren't you leaving?" The middle-aged man came and asked again.

"I'll wait for someone." Xia Zhaoyi said flatly.

"Are you here because you want to go through the back door?" The middle-aged man said, "There is an older brother in the family, and you want to study at the school?"

"What if it is, what if it isn't?"

The middle-aged man immediately sneered and shook his head: "I really think you are a girl from a rich family. It turns out that you came here to study for your family? I advise you to go back, like this Mr. Qiu must have encountered many things, and if he sees it, he doesn't want to talk to you."

Xia Zhaoyi frowned, looked up at him, and said coldly: "These words come from the mouths of those nobles of the family, why do you have to be sarcastic here? All students in the world want to go to a good school to study. It is human nature, if I really came here today for my brother, what you should admire is the courage of me, a young girl, to come here, instead of ridiculing my poverty here."

After finishing speaking, she took a few steps aside: "Don't talk to me anymore."

"Hey, what a shameless thing!" the middle-aged man shouted.

But seeing that the girl had already been driven to the fork here step by step, it was much far away from the gate of the backyard, the middle-aged man didn't bother to drive her away, so he muttered a few more curses and left again.

As the sky gradually darkened, Xia Zhaoyi sat on a rock beside him with the basket in his hand.

There are many people coming and going, and their eyes will fall on her.

Occasionally, someone would come to ask her who she was, what she was doing here, and if she was waiting for someone, but she ignored it.

Many people said that she was weird, and some people said that she was not interesting, but she was always calm, as if she couldn't hear.

It was the time for get out of class to end at the front gate, and it was very lively. The carriages and sedan chairs that came to pick up people could line up to the intersection here.

Xia Zhaoyi was still waiting. After waiting for a long time, he finally saw a familiar figure again.

"Mr. Zhan Chen!" Xia Zhaoyi jumped off the rock and walked quickly towards the old man.

The old man in plain clothes turned around and saw a little girl.

"Which family are you from?"

"Mr. Zhan Chen," Xia Zhaoyi walked up to him and smiled, "My name is Ali, Lihua's Li. I need to talk to you for something."

"I still have something to do at home waiting for me to go back. What are you looking for?" The old man looked at her.

Xia Zhaoyi sighed softly, and handed over a piece of paper: "Sir, do you know who wrote this word?"

The old man took it and unfolded it. The two words on it made him stunned and looked at Xia Zhaoyi.

It's not who wrote the word, but it says "plague".

"Who asked you to give this to me?" the old man asked hurriedly.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't answer, but said: "Sir, these two words have been circulating in the capital recently, you should have heard of them, right?"

"Tell me first, who asked you to give this to me?" said the old man.

And looking carefully now, although he can't recognize whose pen these two characters came from for the time being, he really thinks that the calligraphy of these two characters is wonderful, the calligraphy is calm, the strokes are flying, the charm is majestic, the bearing is broad, everyone's pen what.

"Sir, can you take a step to speak?" Xia Zhaoyi said.

The old man looked at the word "plague", gritted his teeth, and said, "Forget it, follow me."

The old man turned around and walked towards the academy.

Xia Zhaoyi raised his heels and stepped up.

As soon as they arrived at the gate, they met Mr. Qiu and several of his followers.

When the attendant who pushed Xia Zhaoyi saw her, he immediately cursed: "Why are you here again!"

As he walked, he stretched out his hand again.

"What are you doing!" Mr. Zhan Chen roared suddenly.

The attendant was taken aback, shrank back, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Zhan, this, this girl..."

"The person I brought, what do you want! Can't you see me?" Mr. Zhan Chen shouted, turning his head to look at Mr. Qiu, "Look at you, what do you look like!"

Mr. Qiu put his back on his back, and didn't notice Xia Zhaoyi at all at first, and his entourage ran over first, but now he is looking at this side, blinking his eyes.

After Mr. Zhan Chen scolded him, he walked towards the door, and Xia Zhaoyi followed.

Only then did Mr. Qiu realize that he was being scolded, and shouted, "What's wrong with me?"

Seeing the attendant come back with his head down, Mr. Qiu scolded angrily: "You don't have so much trouble!"

(End of this chapter)