Chapter 6

The simple hut is windy on all sides, and the shaking tables and chairs make a squeaking sound from time to time. A small oil lamp is placed on the table, and the swinging small flame is not as bright as the moonlight. A bowl of porridge, a small plate of pickled radish, a devouring figure, and a group of stunned villagers.

"Miss Zhuo!" Wu Si looked at the big bowl that once saw the bottom again, swallowed saliva, asked carefully: "do you want another bowl?"

Put down the bowl, Zhuo Qing said coldly, "call me Zhuo Qing, and I'm full."

"Oh." Wu Si Long relieved, she finally ate full, but a pot of porridge also bottomed out! Doesn't it mean that all the ladies in the family eat well and eat well? They don't really tie up the wrong people, do they? This is also the voice of the whole village!

Her eyes are almost staring out. She doesn't need to look at Zhuo Qing and knows what they are thinking. She hasn't eaten for three or four days, but she's not interested in pretending to be reserved.

The villagers only dare to whisper in their hearts, but no one dares to speak. The girl is cold, especially her eyes are like arrows. They dare not stare at her.

The fearless little Wuzi got close to him, but he didn't dare to get too close. He squatted beside him and asked, "fortunately, you have already dressed up as a villager, or they will find you. But how do you know that Xiangfu will come? "

Pulling the broad linen clothes on her body, Zhuo Qing scolded angrily: "it's not the officers and soldiers but the servants. You should thank yourself for your luck and choose the right person." It seems that this building is a lord who knows right from wrong and sympathizes with the people. Otherwise, he will send soldiers to catch them all. Are you afraid that no one among them will recruit them?!

Touched a nose of ash, small five people curl mouth, still want to get close to, ask: "then you say the building phase really will come?"

With a faint smile, Zhuo Qing calmly replied, "he will surely come."

For the corner of her mouth that wipe almost can't be called smile, little five son some trance, look for a long time, she seems really very good-looking!

Zhuo Qing's voice didn't fall, but a man's voice came from the village all the way: "Angie! Brother Angkor! "

Finally, Liu Yu burst into the room. He was sweating and out of breath. His face turned dark red. He couldn't speak. Wu Si clapped his back and asked, "what's the matter that makes you anxious?"

Pointing out, Liu Yu exclaimed excitedly, "here comes the building phase!"

Wu Si opened his eyes, grabbed Liu Yu's collar, and said, "really? Where? "

Excited Liu Yu didn't care that he was carried by his collar, shouting: "really, it's at the entrance of the village."

After a silence, a cheery cry broke out in the hut.

"The building is coming!" Wusi couldn't believe it and mumbled. When he got back to his senses, he immediately called out, "come on, come out!" Rush to the door, Wusi suddenly thought of something, and rushed into the room to rummage around, mouth urgent way: "top son! How about the number one? "

Zhuo Qing sat steadily on the bench, looked at him with cold eyes like a headless fly, couldn't stand turning his white eyes, shaking the number one in his hand, and said impatiently, "here it is."

Rush over and carefully hold the number one in his hand. Wu Si smiles happily and says: "Zhuo Qing, come to the village with us. When we tell you our grievances, you can go back with him. "

"No way!" Zhuoqing is in a hurry.

"Why?" Wu Si doesn't understand. She was originally the person of the building phase. Now she can go back, but she doesn't want to.

Because she is Zhuo Qing, she is not a gift, not to mention an accessory of someone! Of course, these don't need to be explained to them. Zhuo qingmou turned around and said, "I'm going back with him. What can I do if he doesn't avenge you?"?! Go ahead, I'll stay here. " When they are gone, she will sneak away!

"No way." Wusi shook his head hurriedly: "you are miss Qianjin. It's hard for you to rob you. You also help us to write the number one. You want to help us to redress our grievances. We can't hurt you any more. You and Lou Xiang go back, I believe that since Lou Xiang has come, he will be the master of the people! "

This young lady looks cold all day. She's very kind-hearted. She can't delay others. If she is taken away for a few days, she will be bad!

"Yes! Miss Zhuo, go back. "

"Yes! Don't be delayed by us. "

Zhuo Qing's heart was upset by the simple words of consolation. As soon as she left, what should these villagers do?

Zhuo Qing is in a dilemma. The prime minister has arrived at the entrance of the village. She has to go one step at a time.

With his hands around his chest, Zhuo Qing turned positive and asked deliberately, "do you want to avenge Lin Bokang or not?"

"Of course!" That's to say!

Good! Slightly raised his head, quiet eyes slowly swept through everyone in the room, Zhuo Qing said firmly: "listen to me if you want! Naturally, I have a way to make Lou Xiang have to do justice for you. I'll go with you later. You can't let Lou Xiang know my identity until Lin Bokang's case is over. Now I'm the villager of your village. My name is Zhuo Qing. Remember

The villagers looked at each other, most of them still don't understand, but every time they face the cold eyes, they can't resist, and finally they can only nod back foolishly: "remember!"

"Let's go." Secretly relieved, Zhuo Qing grabbed a rag hat hanging on the wall, buttoned it on her head, and made sure that the high bun was covered tightly. Zhuo Qing walked out of the broken house. With the villagers, she went to the entrance of the village where many people had gathered.

I hope it's not too difficult to deal with that building!

A group of people rushed to the entrance of the village. Zhuo Qing didn't go too far. She was in the right position. She could see clearly the situation in front of her and was buried in the crowd.

Squinting, Zhuo Qing can't help blowing a secret whistle at the bottom of her heart. She thought that it was the prime minister who left the house, but a group of reckless village men. This platoon must not be small, without hundreds of guards, but also dozens of elite soldiers! Who would have thought it would be like this -

under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, standing opposite hundreds of villagers, are two strong men, one with dark skin, almost into the moonlight, full of frost like a piece of ice for ten thousand years; the other with white skin like snow, a pair of blue pupils like the deep sea, charming eyes. But the same eyes are sharp and powerful. At night, the black and white two stood side by side, inexplicably seeping.

They are flanked by a man in Chinese dress who is bored and leans beside the banyan tree. He has a handsome face, uninhibited movements, and a bit of yuppie temperament.

Zhuo Qing's wandering eyes could not be moved when she saw the man standing under the tree!

Under the moon, the man wore a purple long gown, embroidered several simple gold water waves and dark lines on his lapel. The hair was simply tied with a jade clasp, without a crown. However, his elegance and dignity were not damaged. Narrow and long eyes, slightly raised, with a warm smile on the corner of the mouth, all hands and feet are graceful. It's really a modest gentleman who is as gentle as jade. It's described in four words, pleasing to the eyes. But Zhuo Qing always thinks that there are some strange things, especially his eyes, which are deep and quiet, seem to be able to see through everything. There is a little bit of

in the dark? Zhuo Qing squints, wants to see more clearly. Suddenly, the man's eyes turn and look towards her. Zhuo Qing is shocked. He lowers his head, pulls down the broken hat and blocks most of his face. Finally, he is relieved. What a sharp man!

It seems that Lou Xiyan glanced at the black people at will, but didn't find anything unusual. Was the feeling of being peeped at just now his illusion, or was that person hiding too well?! If so, he will not waste his trip.

In a good mood, he raised a warm smile, stepped forward to the opposite side of the building, hurriedly running, and stared at the villagers at a loss.

When Lou Xiyan walked in slowly, the villagers came back and knelt down and said, "see the prime minister!" Zhuo Qing has no habit of kneeling. She has to squat down.

"Get up." Lou Xiyan raised her hand slightly and asked with a smile, "what's the matter with you inviting me here?"

Please? Zhuo Qing gently picks up her eyebrows, which can be regarded as an invitation. What a family style! The clear and melodious voice, a little low, matches his feeling. He pulled his hat again. Zhuoqing couldn't help looking up again and saw the man smiling like spring breeze.

The prime minister is as gentle as the legend says, and loves the people as a son! The villagers were greatly encouraged and cried out in unison, "Lord prime minister, please do justice for us!"