Nine-fold lotus of the famous family

Chapter 334 Seeing injustice on the road, draw your sword to help (1)
Ji Chonglian roughly estimated that according to their current itinerary, it would take at least two and a half months to reach Liangcheng in the northwest, and this did not include possible accidents or changes that might have delayed the time.

The northwest is indeed too far away. If you leave in spring, it is very likely that it will already be summer when you arrive.

Lin Tao was extremely excited at first, but after walking for a while, she lost her energy. She no longer sat on the shaft of the carriage and looked at the scenery all the way, but nestled in the carriage weakly.

This trip to the Northwest is considered light and easy. One car takes people, and the other is full of soft luggage. The two drivers are Liang Kuan, the husband of Mrs. Liang, and her son Liang You, Mrs. Liang and her daughter Liang. Fern then sat in the car of La Xingli.

Apart from those who stayed on the farm to do work, the companions who married Ji Chonglian back then were Hongying and his wife, Mrs. Liang and her family of four, and Mrs. Yu's family of five. Entrust them to Mrs. Yu, and the whole family followed Ji Chonglian to the northwest.

It’s mid-March, and the breath of early spring is very strong. There are new green buds on the branches, and grass is also breaking through the cracks in the rocks. After a drizzle, it seems that the air is filled with the fragrance of soil.

Before going on the road, Ji Chonglian still had a lot of nostalgia and confusion about the future in her heart, but as time went by, her confidence became stronger and stronger. She was going to start a new life with her husband, and that enthusiasm and yearning gradually Filled her entire chest.

The chariots and horses traveled for another half a month. On this day, they passed a town. Although this town was not as prosperous as the capital city, it was still quite lively. They sat in the second-floor box of the inn and had dinner. There is a stage in the hall, and a father and daughter are singing the hall.

Ji Chonglian glanced down through the crack of the window. The father was over forty years old with gray hair and a sparse beard. He was wearing a gray jacket and sat on a round stool playing an erhu. She was charming and beautiful, wearing a goose-yellow long coat with long sleeves embroidered with magnolia flowers, she babbled and sang, her voice was melodious, resembling a Jiangnan accent, Ji Chonglian smiled, and unconsciously tapped on her knees.

An Ye looked up, not interested, but Cai Qiu and Lin Tao listened with gusto.

Liang Kuan went to take care of their accommodation. Sister-in-law Liang took her children to eat in a corner of the hall below. They were not big maids who had served Ji Chonglian before, and they would not dare to share meals with their master, even if Ji Chonglian asked them to Staying for dinner, it is estimated that the family will also eat tremblingly, and their appetite will not be good if they lose their appetite, so Ji Chonglian will let them.

After the opera downstairs was sung, someone gave rewards from the audience. The father and daughter kept thanking each other. Ji Chonglian turned to An Ye and said, "Go, give them two taels of silver."

Maybe it's because the farther north you go, the fewer southerners you meet. Ji Chonglian has a sense of intimacy with the father and daughter. It's not easy to be far away from home. Generally speaking, to beg for a living, who doesn't want to be a delicate and expensive lady, but it's involuntary, this is everyone's fate.

An Ye responded, turned around and went downstairs.

Ji Chonglian asked Caiqiu to open a side window and poked her head slightly, but she was able to see the whole picture of the hall clearly. She glanced slightly, but frowned unconsciously.

The hall gradually became noisy, and a man in brown and yellow clothes stood up. He looked like a mouse, and he walked onto the stage surrounded by a table of people. The wrist of a singing girl.

On the young girl's white and jade-like wrist was an agate bracelet of poor quality, her slender fingers twisted and struggled constantly, tears welled up in her eyes, her expression was sad and helpless.

The father could only beg the man to be merciful, and none of the spectators stepped forward to help. They all cast their eyes on the stage as if they were watching a play.

This kind of drama can be seen anywhere. The local hooligans dare to bully these opera singers at will, because they know that they have no support behind them. The face of a girl.

An Ye had already walked to the edge of the stage, she glanced up, as if she was asking what Ji Chonglian meant, do you want to help?
Ji Chonglian was startled, hesitating for a while, and didn't make a decision right away.

People who walk around the rivers and lakes as performers will always encounter this kind of harassment and bullying. She saved them once, but she couldn't save them many times. , They left instead, whether the father and daughter can still sing and live here is a question.

Sometimes helping others is hurting others, Ji Chonglian still understands this truth.

Without Ji Chonglian's order, An Ye naturally watched from the sidelines. She turned around and leaned behind the pillar, crossing her arms and watching quietly.

The man's movements also became awkward, and the girl kept begging for mercy and crying. Her father just stretched out his hand and wanted to pull the man's sleeve robe, but he didn't want to be kicked away by the man, and he was about to fall heavily under the stage. , At this time, a young man who had just entered the door leaped forward step by step, and caught the old man, with a crisp voice containing uncontrollable anger, "You bullying people, I Let's fight first!"

The young man had red lips and white teeth, was of medium height, and was wearing a pea-green robe. The green bamboo embroidered on the robe stood upright. Standing there, he felt a bit like a tree facing the wind.

"Sir, save me!"

The girl's face was full of spring, and even though someone grabbed her wrist, her eyes still lit up with hope, and she looked at the man in front of her without blinking.

"Little boy, I advise you to go away, don't disturb the good things of the uncle!"

The man in the brown-yellow shirt hiccupped loudly, his cheeks flushed abnormally, and when he exhaled, there was a disgusting sour smell. The girl couldn't break free, and the big tears in her eyes were like raindrops. fall like.

After the man finished speaking, several people who were originally sitting at his table rushed onto the stage. Everyone didn't look like someone to be provoked.

"However, a few jumping clowns dare to imitate others and show off their prestige!"

The young man was not afraid, instead he snorted coldly and looked over with disdain.

"Brothers, teach me a lesson!"

After the man in brown clothes waved, those people rushed forward together, the young man sneered and greeted them, he didn't pull out the long sword around his waist, but swished the hilt of those people with a few swipes He got down on the ground, with a sword flower on his wrist, mixed with the sharp cold wind and sent it forward, it landed directly on the front teeth of the man in brown and yellow.

(End of this chapter)