surnamed Wang

Chapter 228 A woman's heart, a needle in the sea

In the evening, Wang Gingquan and the others waved goodbye to a carriage, and the dark guard Qingxing was in charge of driving, and Su Qiaoqiao, who had the blood of the royal family, was sitting in the carriage.

In the afternoon, after Su Qiaoqiao made a decision, she found Wang Bingquan and agreed to return to Beijing.

Wang Bingquan, who was just a brother, had nothing to do with it, so under Pu Wen's resentful eyes, he gave the jade pendant he had given to his younger sister as a gift.

Since the trip to the southwest would take some time, Wang Bingquan asked Qing Xing to escort Su Qiaoqiao back to the capital and let her temporarily live in the Ankang Palace. After he returned to Beijing, he went to talk to the emperor about it in person.

Before leaving, the cold-faced and kind-hearted Qing Xing rarely took the initiative to say "be careful all the way", which made Yan Rongrong on the side instantly vigilant.

She knew that her husband-in-law had flirted with a woman named "Hong Xing" before, and now that Hong Xing has gone, and Qing Xing has come again, how can she not make her vigilant.

Fortunately, Wang Gangquan didn't do anything out of the ordinary, he just told his sister:
"The capital city is my territory. Don't be afraid of anything. Your sister-in-law is very active in that area, and she can speak well. You can definitely mention her if you have something to say."

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to wink at Yan Rongrong. Although the latter hated his words so much, he could only force a smile and nodded at Su Qiaoqiao.

Su Qiaoqiao was a little surprised when she heard the words, she had a small mouth, secretly thought that this sister-in-law is not simple, and she must get along well in the future.

Seeing that it was getting late, even though he still had a lot of words in his heart, Wang Gangquan swallowed them down.

Watching the carriage drift away, he waved the handkerchief in his hand to say goodbye.It wasn't until the carriage disappeared from the sight of several people that he gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help feeling a chill in their hearts.

"Do you have a deep relationship?" Mooncake asked curiously.

"Of course, if you don't have a younger sister, you won't understand. If you don't believe me, ask your family, Pu Baiyan."

As he spoke, Wang Bingquan blinked at Pu Wen.

The latter understood immediately and chimed in:
"Yes, those of you who don't have younger sisters, how can you understand the deep friendship between brothers and sisters?"

Everyone walked along the way, seeing Pu Wen's behavior towards Moon Cake as brother and father, and hearing what the other party said at this time, it must be the case.

Seeing that the rest of the people believed the nonsense, Wang Gangquan secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

What is the real situation, only he himself knows, the reluctance to Su Qiaoqiao is true, but the more reason is the loss of "Zi Shu", a capable general.

Along the way, it is indeed much more convenient to have a hidden guard by his side.

But he didn't dare to say this in front of Yan Rongrong. Women, especially married women, the first thing they pay attention to is never handsome men, but other women who are prettier than themselves.

……

Perhaps because of guilty conscience, Wang Gangquan had nothing to say:
"By the way, my lady, I never knew the name of my mother-in-law."

"Ning Xiaowan." Yan Rongrong replied casually.

"Ning Xiaowan, a good name, you know how to say..." Just as Wang Bingquan was about to say a few more words, he was taken aback suddenly, and asked with a strange expression, "Dong Lu Ning Xiaowan?"

"How did you know?"

Wang Gangquan's face twitched, "No...it's okay."

It shouldn't be possible, Wang Bingquan tried his best to comfort himself... I'd better ask Qing Xing to check it later.

Wang Gingquan tried his best to suppress himself, not to show himself, but he was still watched by the clever moon cake beside him.

The little girl frowned, thinking.

At this moment, Wang Gangquan noticed the moon cake staring at him, his head twitched, and he asked casually:

"Moon cake, what is your surname?"

The little girl's pretty face turned cold, and her mouth turned frosty: "Are you courting death?"

……

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a man also looked at the receding carriage, and after releasing the pigeon in his hand, he stood with his hands behind his back.

When the carriage completely disappeared from his field of vision, he turned around. Not far away, he was dressed in a sky blue dress, looking slim.

"Don't send it off?" The woman's voice was ethereal, like a yellow warbler in the forest.

"No, I'm afraid you misunderstood." The man scratched his head and answered truthfully.

"Afraid that I would misunderstand and still do such a thing?"

With a voice like a yellow warbler, the woman named Huang Ying showed a slight smile, with a cold smile, but still smiling like a flower.

"I can't help myself." The man showed helplessness.

"Really? I think you're enjoying it."

"..."

The man showed embarrassment, but Huang Ying was still relentless, and asked another terrible question:

"Am I good-looking or is she good-looking?"

The man touched his nose and said honestly, "She said you look good."

"What do you think?" The woman smiled more intensely, but her coldness remained undiminished.

"I think they all look good."

The man didn't seem to notice the coldness in the other party's eyes, and he still told the truth.

"Hmph, don't you know how to lie and make me happy?"

The woman finally suppressed the coldness on her face and pretended to be angry.

"I lied too much in front of outsiders, and I don't want to lie in front of you again."

"That woman is right, you are a piece of elm."

The man smiled and did not refute.

This man, codenamed Si Snake, told countless lies to outsiders, even to his own parents, but he never told half a lie to the woman in front of him.

"After all, you are still thin-skinned." After a long time, the man sighed old-fashionedly, and then changed the topic: "Let my father go to the house to propose marriage tomorrow?"

"dream!"

The woman turned around bluntly, and turned her back to the man holding the fan. The magistrate's daughter, who had been married to the man since she was a child, had all the chills on her face, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Then she moved lightly, Head west.

"Yu Mutou", who could compose poems and lyrics since childhood, but had to hide his clumsiness when he grew up, also followed behind the woman with a smile on his face, shaking his fan and shaking his head for a while.

……

The white dew is early, the cold dew is late, and the autumn equinox is the time for planting wheat.

After the autumnal equinox, it is really a good time to plant wheat.

Less than a hundred miles north of the capital, there is a small village called Lijiazhuang. The village is not big, with a total of less than 200 people.

Although the three big characters "Lijiazhuang" are engraved on the stone tablet at the entrance of the village, the surname of Song is the majority in the village.

At this time, it was the busy season of farming, and every family came to the fields to sow wheat.

Even though this three-acre land is not that big, the whole family's food for the coming year will depend on it, so it can't be sloppy.

A skinny little old man wearing a bamboo hat did the opposite. Instead of helping his wife plow the field, he squatted on the side of the field and played with a broken turtle shell, muttering something.

"Damn it, I saw a dragon in the field again."

The old man was fiddling with the copper coins in his hand, and his teeth were clumsy with worry. This man was the magician Zhou Jiu Er.

Zhou Jiuer cherishes life more than money. The previous "seeing the dragon in the field" cost him 20 years of life, and his heart aches until now.

A while ago, I managed to get 100 taels of silver. I thought I would be safe for a few days. Who would have thought that the old lady at home was dying, so I asked the doctor to grab a lot of medicine and used a lot of it, but I couldn't save it in the end.

Afterwards, a splendid funeral was held, and a lot of money was spent, and now there is not much money left in my hand.

Zhou Jiuer himself is a fortune teller, so he naturally knows that the old lady's time has come, and it's useless to save her, but she can't stop her daughter-in-law, who is stronger than a cow, from moaning and sighing all day long.

Nian has really treated himself well in the past few years in the old man's house. Zhou Jiu Eryi gritted his teeth and filled the money into a deep pit that he knew was a bottomless pit.

The final result was still as shown in the hexagram, and the old lady still left.

In the next few days, Zhou Jiuer's face was full of sadness, not because he felt sorry for the 100 taels of silver, but because he had figured out that his life was doomed.

This catastrophe should be on the "seeing the dragon in the field".

With his character of fear of death, he has not left yet, so he is naturally worried.

Although this catastrophe is life-threatening, if you can survive it successfully, you will be rich and honorable.

Every time Zhou Jiuer saw the girl in her family who said "Daddy" every time, her head hurt for a while.

Not for anything else, just because the longer the girl is, the more her body shape follows her mother. I remember that this girl was not like this when she was a child. She was thin and small at that time. Zhou Jiuer always liked to let her ride on her neck and take her Buy candied haws.

Don't talk about riding on the neck now, even riding a mule and mule can't stand it.

It is said that the women's university has changed at eighteen, but this change was too sudden.

Zhou Jiuer made a rough calculation, if he wanted to marry such a solid girl, he had to prepare a dowry of the same amount.

……

"You old man, what are you talking about if you don't hurry up and come to work?"

Not far away, Widow Song couldn't bear to watch anymore, and shouted loudly.

It didn't matter if she yelled, all the dogs in the village followed suit.

Zhou Jiuer glanced at his daughter-in-law, and thought that it would be easier if he could find a son-in-law with the same hobbies as his own.

Hey... worry!
The little old man stood up again, and walked towards the field with his hands behind his back.

……

Two hundred miles south of Lijiazhuang, a group of people marched north.

A group of more than a dozen people, the leader is a man in his thirties. Although he is not outstanding in height, he is also thick-backed. A strong idiot.

The black horse under the man's crotch is in high spirits, its fur is shiny, and its shoulders are taller than a person's. It is absolutely extraordinary.

Behind the man is a carriage driven by two horses, surrounded by four guards with swords.

In addition, there are six other entourages following on horseback, echoing the people in front of them at a distance. If there is any change, they can reach the front with a sprint.

Further behind, there were three dark men in tattered clothes, their eyes were blank, they walked barefoot, and followed at the end of the team.

This group of people was exactly the group who traded with Chu Lixia in Zhenjian Mansion, and the three at the end of the team were the three Kunlun slaves. Although they were removed from the handcuffs and fetters at this moment, they had no intention of running away.

Except for the three Kunlun slaves, the rest of them all had blazing eyes, and their movements were not muddled at all. They looked like they were well-chosen fighters in the army.

"General, your horse is really a horse."

Perhaps the long-distance trek was too boring, and an attendant drove to the head of the strong and strong man, and struck up a conversation.

"That's right, this black carbon is a gift from the master. It's a genuine thousand-mile horse, and it's much better than these ordinary army horses under us."

At this time, another follower also lightly clamped the horse's belly, stepped forward a few steps, and came to the other side of the leading man.

The steed named "Wu Tan" under the strong man seemed to understand, snorted arrogantly, and then bit the mount beside him. It turned out that the horse's head passed it.

The bitten army horse quickly took half a step back, not daring to disobey at all.

Seeing this, the strong man patted the top of his mount and cursed with a smile:
"You beast also knows how to play prestige?"

The follower whose mount was bitten hurriedly said:

"If you say it's a magical horse, it has spirituality."

Not to be outdone, another follower said:

"That is, only our general is worthy of this spiritual and majestic horse."

The man smiled without saying a word, but the steed under him snorted happily again.

This flattery is worthy of the name...

The group continued on for more than ten miles, and the carriage at the center of the team finally moved. A jade hand gently lifted a corner of the curtain, and a soft voice came out:

"General Zhao, how far is it from here to the destination?"

The man who was still chatting and spanking with his subordinates immediately turned his head, bowed and replied:

"Miss Nie, there are less than two hundred miles left, and I can arrive tomorrow at the latest."

"Young master has orders, you can speed up appropriately."

"Yes!"

The man's stature is even lower.

General Zhao did not despise the woman because she looked like a maid, but respected her extremely.

Because he knew that to that powerful master, he was just an outsider attached to the powerful, and the woman who was inseparable from the master, who was in charge of combing her hair in a bun and studying ink with her bare hands, was her own.

The strong man pulled the horse's head, turned the horse around again, with a solemn face, and said in a deep voice:
"Speed ​​up, target Lijiazhuang."

"Yes!"

The six people, including the two attendants who spoke to me just now, replied in unison, without the slightest bit of flattery.

"General Zhao Hu is a good player on the battlefield, but he never thought that he is better at running an army. It is worthwhile that you exchanged three beauties for him."

In the carriage, the woman smiled, and when she mentioned the word "beautiful", she deliberately accentuated her tone.

The man was staring intently at the chess game in front of him with his head down. After hearing the woman's half-serious and half-playful words, he rarely put down the chess record he had been holding on to all the way.

"Why, are you angry yet?"

"Easy to say."

The woman turned her head away and pursed her mouth, as if she was a little woman.

If this scene is seen by people who are familiar with her, they will be amazed at this rare spectacle that is rare in a hundred years.

The woman's surname is Nie, Nie Yingxue.

Nie Yingxue has always shown others by being quiet and reticent, serious and unsmiling. Although she is not as cold as ice, she is by no means so smart and free and easy.

For the first time, the man in the blue and luxurious clothes showed a helpless expression. With his terrifyingly noble status, there are not many people who can make him feel helpless, and the woman in front of him happens to be among them.

"Before you said you didn't like the three of them, I sent them out. Why are you dissatisfied?"

The man's tone was soft, and he tried his best to avoid offending the other party again - even until now, he didn't know how he provoked her.The three concubines with tears in their eyes, who refused to leave even after saying nothing, probably did the same.

With a smile on her lips, the woman turned her head and said:
"Three left and two left, how do you satisfy me?"

The young man with a noble temperament, who seemed to be embroidered with nine pythons on the big blue satin, was finally defeated, and said with a frown:
"If you don't like them so much, it's okay to send them out, but aren't you afraid that if I have a new love in the future, I will send you out as I do now?"

The woman's complacent expression finally changed. She was confused, and after hesitating again and again, she finally spoke:
"Rong Rong once taught me a word: If he dares to divorce his wife, then I will dare to be a widow."

Hearing this, the man stroked his forehead and sighed:

"The sage is really right. Women in the world have different styles, but they are surprisingly consistent in being jealous."

The woman's brows and smiles became thicker, and she didn't open her mouth to argue, nor did she ask whether the words came from the mouth of the mountain sage.

……

(End of this chapter)