Chapter 234

People make money and birds die for food. Even if they are afraid of Mrs. Tie's coldness, if so many guests are left to drink tea, it will be more than the hard-earned money earned in January.

Fortunately, the caravan behind the convoy heard that they were going to travel overnight, and some thought that this place was still hundreds of miles away from the capital, and the road ahead was peaceful, so they left the team and stayed.

Drinking tea, hitting the tip, soon filled up the small tea shed.Finally, the owner's family was happy, they were busy boiling water and making tea, and the tea shed became more and more lively...

Xiaomi was lying in the carriage, and with the bumps of the carriage, it was like playing a movie in his mind, going through all the details of getting along with Feng Jian.

In those days, she cooked, he lit the fire; she wrote, he read; she caused trouble, he finished it...

Those mountain roads that they secretly walked hand in hand, those beauty in his embrace, those sweetness of being protected and pampered.

Everything seems to be right in front of my eyes, I still remember the "wait for me" Liangzi with infinite nostalgia when he left, and the story that was like a brick.

Could it be that these are all fake? The mutual understanding and love we have known each other for nearly a year is not worth the short three months of parting?
No, she is not reconciled!She doesn't believe it!
Even if the true love has passed away and the affection has faded, you still have to listen to him speak out.But after hearing a few gossips from hearsay, she was beaten up. If it turned out to be a misunderstanding in the end, then she would really screw herself to death.

Originally, in her previous life, she hated those goofy dramas that were full of misunderstandings the most. Now, she can't take the initiative to be the heroine...

Thinking of this, she struggled to sit up.

Mrs. Tie was opening half a window to "interrogate" her son, her face was so dark that she was frightened, "You go ahead, what happened? Why did Xiaomi get sick?"

Tie Wushuang had some guesses in his mind, but it was too bizarre to answer, so he could only apologize, "Mother, don't worry, my little sister was frightened by riding a horse for the first time, and the wind blows again. After a while, you will be fine." .”

"You said it lightly, if something happens to Xiaomi, how can I explain to the Lu family! If you teach her how to ride a horse, why are you running so fast?"

Mrs. Tie was really in a hurry, and she was usually the most reasonable, but now she was so anxious that she couldn't find a way to vent her anger, so she took her son to vent her anger.

Xiaomi just heard this sentence, and hurriedly rescued his brother-in-law.

"Godmother, I'm fine. Don't worry about your brother-in-law. It's because I'm timid and scared to ride a horse!"

"Xiaomi, why are you getting up, but you feel uncomfortable somewhere, lie down quickly!"

Mrs. Tie turned her head and saw that Xiaomi had woken up, she was overjoyed, helped her and stuffed her back into the quilt, finally took her hand and looked up and down, maybe seeing that her face was fine, she was a little relieved.

"If I had known earlier, you were afraid of riding a horse, so I wouldn't have forced you to ride a horse earlier. It's because the godmother was impatient, and your brother-in-law is also careless..."

"Godmother," Seeing the old lady's love for herself, Xiaomi blamed himself loudly, couldn't bear the grievance any longer, and burst into tears, "Woo, godmother, my heart hurts, woo, I hurt! "

"What's the matter, Xiaomi, don't be afraid, mother will take you to find a doctor!"

Mrs. Tie was young and widowed. She took a concubine to guard the Zhennan Hou Mansion, and even led an army of [-] to resist foreign enemies.But now holding her crying daughter, she is just an ordinary mother, her face turned pale with anxiety.

Feng Niang was also in a hurry, "What should I do, should I send someone to find the doctor first?"

Gao Ren, who was on the shaft outside, had already rushed in directly.

"Xiaomi, Xiaomi! Don't cry, go, I'll take you to him! If he dares to bully you, I'll..."

"Don't talk!" Xiaomi cried a few times, feeling much better, raised his hand to cover Gao Ren's mouth, and choked up, "I'm fine, I'll know everything when I get to the capital. In case there's any misunderstanding, you, It's time to get into trouble!"

"Oh, at this moment, what do you still think about me?"

Gao Ren was very annoyed, but he didn't dare to shake off Xiaomi's hand, but Mrs. Tie saw something strange and asked, "Xiaomi, what happened?"

Xiaomi's heart was in a mess, she threw Gao Ren and hugged Mrs. Tie's waist, buried her head in her arms and refused to say a word.

Gao Ren gritted his teeth in hatred, turned his head and rushed out again.

Mrs. Tie had no choice but to pat Xiaomi's back, and Xiaomi's tears flowed silently, crying heartily.

When she got up and wanted to speak, Mrs. Tie pulled off the veil to wipe her face, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

"Godmother..."

Xiaomi's eye circles were red again, not because she didn't want to say it, but because she really didn't know what to say.

Mrs. Tie took the veil and solemnly said, "Don't cry, Xiaomi, although your surname is Lu, you are still a half-daughter of the Tie family! My daughter can be hurt and suffer, but not angry. Remember, no matter what happens, , but according to your heart, don’t let yourself suffer any grievances! If anyone dares to bully you, there will be me and your brother-in-law, as well as the Zhennan Hou Mansion, you know?"

Xiaomi bit her lip, held back her tears, and nodded heavily, "Mother, no, mother, I remember."

"Okay, sleep for a while when you're tired. We're going to set up camp soon. Hurry up. We'll be in Kyoto in four days."

A dark look flashed in Xiaomi's eyes, but he pulled himself together and responded, "Mother, I've slept all the way. I won't be tired now. I'll camp later. I'll steam a few bowls of custard. You can eat more. This day, You have trouble following me."

"Silly girl, what are you talking about, I am your mother, as long as you are good, that's fine."

Mrs. Tie tidied up Xiaomi's hair, and said with a smile, "When I can go to Beijing, the weather will get warmer. Mother will make the most popular dresses and new jewelry for everyone in the world to see. My daughter of Mrs. Tie How pretty."

"Okay, mother, I like blue, and I want a lake blue dress."

"How can you make one set, make two sets! Mother still has some money, so you can do whatever you like."

The horse-drawn carriage ran forward, bearing the weight of the gradually thinning snow, facing the slowly warming spring breeze, and rushed towards the unknown future.

Life is often like this, you never know what is in the distance, but whether you are timid or hopeful, you can't stop...

Let's not talk about Xiaomi hurrying here, just say that Lu Qian, who left early, has already arrived in Kyoto with the old dean.

The style of study at Wasteland Academy is correct and free, and students are not required to travel with their teachers.Some students whose hometowns are in the south even went directly to Kyoto without returning to school.

And the academy never put the students in one place, and they were free to accompany each other or live in the homes of relatives and friends.

In fact, speaking of it, there are only 25 students in this big exam. Even if they are scattered, it is very convenient to notify when something happens.

But Lu Qian was the only one who was taken by the old director's side and brought him all the way to the capital, where he lived in the Erjin small courtyard in the south of the city.

Arrived the night before, and early the next morning, before everyone could rest, the disciples of the old dean came to visit.

Compared to Lu Qian, a closed disciple, who was young, the rest of the brothers were all over middle age, and the oldest one had grown a gray beard.

Lu Qian brewed tea with his own hands, and served them one by one, and finally stood quietly behind the old dean, with an appearance of neither humble nor overbearing, which made everyone's first impression very good.

Someone asked the old dean, "Teacher, is this your junior apprentice?"

The others also said, "I received the teacher's letter before, but I still didn't dare to believe it. Now I saw it and realized it was true."

Old Yang stroked his beard, introduced Lu Qian with a smile, and finally pointed to a white-faced middle-aged man sitting on the upper left and said, "This is Liu Yu, the sixth senior brother who ranks above you. Minister of the Ministry of Officials, if you go on an official career in the future, you will most likely have Senior Brother Liu take care of you."

Lu Qian took two steps forward, and did not salute Liu Yu first because he had the highest official position, but greeted several older senior brothers in turn, and finally it was Liu Shilang's turn.

"I have met the sixth brother, and I often hear the teacher mention the brother, and I have read the articles of the brother. I admire it very much. I hope that the brother will give me some advice in the future."

"Senior brother, please get up," Liu Yu helped Lu Qian up with his own hands, and replied with a three-point sincerity in his smile, "I need you to call senior brother, and just speak up if you have anything to do in the future."

The rest of the people also looked much more friendly, "Although we are not as high-ranking as the sixth brother, we have always lived in the capital for a long time. It is better for the younger brother to stay at home if he is free."

Liu Yu hurriedly said, "Senior brothers are absurd. If it weren't for the senior brothers who have no intention of official career, otherwise how could the younger brother be dedicated to the front?"

Seeing the disciples get along with each other amicably, the old dean was also heartbroken, and said with a smile, "If you are not busy, stay and chat with me today. If you don't come back for a few years, this capital has changed a lot."

"As ordered."

Several people stood up and saluted in response, except for a young man standing behind Liu Yu, his face was a little impatient, and his feet moved again and again.

The old dean and several other disciples pretended not to see and continued to chat.At the same age, but compared to Lu Qian's humility and politeness, this young man obviously lacks a lot of things.

Speaking of which, Liu Yu also came from a poor family. After obtaining the honor, his official career was bumpy, and only then did he achieve what he is today.Now it seems that the humble family has become an upstart, but it has lost the tenacity and backbone of the humble family.

Liu Yu brought his son here because he was selfish, hoping that if he caught the teacher's eyes, it would be his son's luck to give him some advice.How could he have thought that his idea was good, but he couldn't hold back his son's incompetence.

"I don't know where the younger brother lives? Who else is in the family?"

Liu Yu looked at Lu Qian's clothes, although they were not very gorgeous, but they were clean and tidy, and guessed that he was not poor, so he asked.

Lu Qian saluted, and responded with a smile, "Brother Lao, my hometown is in a mountain village [-] miles away from Bei'an Prefecture. My father was born as a scholar, my mother died, and I have two brothers and one sister. Although I live in the mountains, but fortunately the mountains and rivers are beautiful. Simple folk."

Liu Yu froze for a moment, he was quite surprised by Lu Qian's down-to-earth background, before he could turn around, the young man behind him sneered, "It's nice to say, but it's just troublesome people from poor mountains and rivers. "

"Junsheng!"

Liu Yu's face immediately changed, and he turned around and scolded his son in annoyance, "What nonsense, where did you learn the etiquette that you are usually taught? Get down on your knees and apologize to your little uncle!"

(End of this chapter)

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