The beautiful pastoral field of Jiangmen girl

Chapter 527 Recommendation Letter (2)
Gu Qingjia's troubles, do you care or not?Qing Shu in the carriage lowered his eyes and pondered, his heart turned a thousand times.When she raised her eyes, there seemed to be a decision in her heart, "Director Ding, please come to my carriage, master."

After a while, Qingyang came over and sat in Qingshu's carriage served by the servant girl.

Qingshu beckoned, let Qingyang approach, and whispered something to him.

After hearing this, Qingyang looked at Qingshu in puzzlement.

Qing Shu said with a smile, "My sister knows that in that family, you only don't hate him, and you still like him a little bit. In life, sometimes things can't be too extreme, and you have to leave some leeway for others and for others." Ourselves. Of course, we can’t be good people and cause troubles for ourselves. From now on, my sister allows you to maintain an inseparable blood relationship with him. But you must avoid it. on him."

Qingyang nodded with a half understanding.

"Go! Say what my sister told you. Don't worry about the rest. Come back immediately after you finish what you need to say."

"Sister, I remember."

Qingshu made arrangements, "Xiaojuan, you go with the young master." "Steward Ding, bring a few more people over there, protect the young master, don't let anyone bump into the young master."

Seeing Xiaojuan and her servants surrounded Qingyang, they went to the direction where the common people watched.Zhou Boyan, who was parked beside Qingshu's carriage, seemed to have realized something.While motioning for the chief guard Hong Wei to follow, he said to the people in the car, "If you can grasp this speed well, maybe in the future, Qingyang will have another loyal follower."

After hearing this, Qing Shu in the car knew that he had guessed his thoughts, and was slightly annoyed.She muttered dissatisfiedly, "You're the smart one! Talkative guy." She just groaned casually, and didn't expect anyone outside the car to hear.

But by such a coincidence, Zhou Boyan heard it.He crossed the heads of the crowd with a smile on his face, looked at Qingyang who was surrounded by his family guards and walked towards Gu Qingjia, and felt that the timing Qingshu chose couldn't be better.Older people do not necessarily become leaders, and young people do not necessarily fail to become leaders.There is a kind of person who, as long as he recognizes it, he is willing to do his best for the benefactor for the kindness of knowing him when he is in trouble.He observed Gu Qingjia for a long time, he has a good disposition and perseverance, and he is eager to learn and make progress.

It's just that Gu Qingjia was cast into the wrong fetus and was born into the wrong family in this life. After getting such an unreasonable father like Gu Yunfu, the forced youth lost the publicity he should have.He was imprisoned hands and feet by Gu Yunfu, trapped in a small world by Gu Yunfu, depressed until now.

Now that Gu Yunfu can't get out of bed, he finally has some freedom.He intends to let go of his hands and feet on the road to the imperial examination, but after all, because he has no connections and no husband who recommends him as a guarantee, his road to the imperial examination cannot be opened.He was suffering in his heart, but he pretended to be nonchalant and went out to set up a calligraphy stall every day, writing a few words for others while reviewing books, in exchange for two copper coins to supplement the family.At this time, no matter who it is, as long as you reach out and give him a hand, whoever is his greatest benefactor in this life.

Qingyang happened to meet him who was being embarrassed by others, and would naturally give him what he desperately needed, and then turn around and leave.Don't talk about the family relationship, because although the two of them are relatives, some people have already worn out the family relationship; don't want his thanks, because for him who has nothing, helping Qingyang will not get any benefits.Qingyang had nothing to gain, but he stretched out his hand to give him a hand.

It can be said that Qingyang stretched out his hand to give him a hand when he was at the lowest point in his life when he had no plans for him.Qingyang's kindness, this kindness that obviously does not involve any purpose, is commendable.As long as he is not a rotten person like Gu Yunfu, if he has a conscience, he will definitely miss Qingyang for the rest of his life.

Zhou Boyan looked away happily.Thinking of Qingshu who started to pave the way for his younger brother early on, thinking of Qingshu who arranged everything without any trace, secretly boasting about his good vision in choosing a wife.

In front, a servant opened the way, and Qingyang walked to the trouble spot unimpeded.

I saw a tall and thin rascal grabbing Gu Qingjia's collar and shouting, "Boy, you don't go out to inquire. I am famous for loving my sister. I took advantage of my sister and wanted to be irresponsible." , can you treat me as a dead man?"

Beside him, a fifteen or sixteen year old girl with freckles was looking at Gu Qingjia and crying.Her hair was slightly disheveled, the silver hairpin on her head was askew, she was wearing a long red silk dress with the most inferior material, and the light blue embroidered shoes were faintly visible under the skirt.

Looking at the ground, another young man dressed as a scholar was pushed to the ground by a squat rascal.His scholar's cap fell to the side, and his scholar's robe of ordinary cloth was wrinkled, so he was in a state of embarrassment.

The two writing booths that were originally placed side by side have now been smashed to pieces, with brushes, paper and inkstones scattered on the ground.Two other books were torn apart and thrown on the ground.Qingyang just glanced at it, and roughly understood that these two books should be used by Gu Qingjia and another scholar to review them.

Mr. Lu taught his disciples to cherish books, and Qingshu also advocated cherishing books.Therefore, Qingyang who was influenced by them is naturally also a book lover.Although he is young, he has such a dignified face, "Stop it."

"Where did the hairy boy dare to meddle in my affairs? If you don't want to be beaten, get out of here." The tall and thin man who grabbed Gu Qingjia's collar said without looking back.

Gu Qingjia, who turned his face away when he heard the sound, saw that it was Qingyang who came, his face flashed with embarrassment.He said urgently, "Qingyang, don't come here, be careful of hurting you." Then he scolded the tall and thin rascal who was pulling his collar, "Don't be rude, how can you scold and insult him?"

The chunky one stared at the people surrounding Qingyang.Especially after seeing Hong Wei's saber, his legs trembled in fright, and he stuttered a bit, "Brother, brother, don't, don't talk nonsense."

"Fatty man, do you need to be beaten again?" The tall and thin one turned around while cursing.The moment he saw Gu Qingyang's demeanor, his heart broke, and he squeezed out a smile with a stiff face, "Hold me, I'm sorry, young master. I, I'll teach someone who doesn't have eyes, that, it wasn't intentional." If you want to contradict the young master, I..."

Steward Ding has no time to listen to his nonsense.He stepped forward and grabbed the man's back collar, and knocked him down to the ground.When the chunky one saw him, he lost the scholar he was holding and ran away.The freckled girl stopped crying and ran over to help her, "Brother, are you okay?" Then she raised her head and glared at Guanshi Ding angrily, "You are not allowed to hit my brother, be careful, uh..."

The tall and thin young man turned pale with fright, and covered his sister's mouth, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, she, we, my sister can't speak, don't be angry, let's go now, let's go now." Street It's also up to people to play tricks and make troubles.Who can be messed with and who can't be messed with, he understands!
How embarrassing the two brothers and sisters left, Qingyang didn't bother to pay attention.He looked at the chaos on the ground, looked at the torn books, and frowned.

(End of this chapter)