Chapter 482

Ah Li looked at the perfect dress and couldn't help saying, "Uncle Yun, I want to ask you..."

"Don't ask." cloud six interrupted the little servant girl's question.

Ask is want to die.

The general has been away from Beijing for a long time. The girl never let him dress up again. He is very relieved.

But the girl didn't send him to do anything serious, so he couldn't help feeling a sense of loss that he had no place to play.

Until Qin Wu came out of Beijing secretly with the man named ah Kui, there was no more available person around the girl. Today, he was asked to follow him, and he didn't wear women's clothes——

He was very pleased with this. The girl seemed to have finally discovered her conscience and her strengths and usefulness.

But who knows it's time to come, just a step late.

Ah Li looked at Yun Liu tightly, as if she was going to collapse in the next moment. She couldn't help but say "tut" in her heart.

As a man, how rare it is to have such a reasonable opportunity to wear women's clothes. Why doesn't uncle Yun cherish it.

And it's such a glorious thing to pretend to be a girl.

This means that she is not as tall as a girl. Otherwise, how could such a good thing fall on Uncle Yun?

Pretending to be someone else is actually very particular. It's not just changing clothes like Uncle Yun. Such imitation has no soul - I think she disguised as ah Kui to deal with people from the palace that day, but she was unanimously praised by everyone for her exquisite acting skills.

Even many aspiring little girls brought snacks and fruits to ask her for advice.

She wanted to discuss this matter with Uncle Yun and teach him some essence for free.

But now it seems that uncle Yun is obviously not keen on it.

A Li is always the best at figuring out others' faces. She doesn't ask for trouble. She grabs the melon seeds and eats them.

In the gap between spitting melon seed skin, he only said: "you don't have to worry about being found. The girl said, you just need to eat and rest on time. If there are monks in the temple, I'll deal with it."

Yun Liu doesn't want to hear anything now. He turns his head and doesn't speak.

Ali made a sound this time.

Don't say, it's really like an emotional little daughter-in-law.

God, it's obvious.

……

When Xu Mingyi arrived in Fengming County, it was dusk.

She had already changed her men's clothes and went to the inn agreed with Wu Cui in advance. Seeing that he had not arrived yet, she took ah Zhu around at will.

This is the busiest area in the county. The master and servant strolled around at will. Xu Mingyi stopped in front of a folding fan stall.

While carefully selecting, I suddenly felt someone patting her on the top of her head from behind.

She doesn't need to see who it is.

Looking back, he saw Wu Tsung standing behind her and looking at her with a smile.

Xu Mingyi took two sugar fried chestnuts from the paper bag in front of him and handed them to him: "just fried, it's still hot."

Wu Chiu looked over and two round chestnuts with shiny skin lay quietly in the girl's white hands.

He reached for it, warm.

Chestnuts are, and so are her palms.

"Haven't you had dinner yet?" he asked the girl, holding the chestnuts.

"I'm waiting for you."

"Then let's go." Wu Tsun smiled faintly in his eyes and turned around and said, "look for food."

Xu Mingyi followed up with a bag of chestnuts.

Both of them were the first to come back to Fengming County, but Xiao Qi was there. After looking for someone to inquire, they quickly listed several delicious places.

In the end, they came out to do business. They didn't run to those restaurants. They chose a noodle shop, ate two bowls of spring noodles and several dishes. They also tasted very good.

When I came out of the noodle shop, the night was blooming between heaven and earth, and there were still some lively scenes around.

Wu Chiu asked her, "do you want to visit again?"

"No, I have to work tomorrow, and go back to the inn early to have a rest."

Wu Chiu nodded, and they walked back to the inn in no hurry or slow.

For convenience, the two people's rooms are adjacent.

After washing and bathing, Xu Mingyi, who had been walking outside all day, soon went to sleep.

The light in the next room also went out. The boy was resting his arm and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Thinking that she was next door, or had slept soundly at this time, he felt unspeakable joy growing in his chest, and paradoxically felt quiet and stable in his heart.

In the dark, the boy closed his eyes, but the smile was still on his handsome face.

The next day, Xu Mingyi got up at the usual hour.

After dressing and washing, I was drinking a cup of warm water when I heard a knock at the door.

Ah Zhu opened the door and saw Xiao Qi's big smiling face: "young master Xu is ready? My young master is waiting for young master Xu under the hall and wants to invite him to the morning market."

Morning market?

Xu Mingyi put down the tea lamp and stood up.

Out of the guest room, he looked downstairs through the appendix of the aisle on the second floor. When he saw Wu Tsui waiting in the hall in a raven green plain silk robe, he seemed to notice her line of sight. He turned his head slightly and looked up upstairs.

Seeing her figure, he smiled.

Xu Mingyi hurried down the stairs.

They left the inn together and went in the direction of the morning market.

Although the hour is still early, it is already crowded and very lively.

Early in the morning, there seems to be a little wet dew on the green brick road. The Hawking voices of vendors on both sides are mixed. A drawer of steamed stuffed buns has just been opened, and the white drum is crowded in the steamer. The aroma comes to the nostrils. The steaming white steam flushes the light of the morning.

In the crowded crowd, Xu Mingyi and Wu Cui walked side by side.

Feeling the excitement of being in the city well and the smell of fireworks, Xu Mingyi suddenly had an unspeakable touch in his heart. Subconsciously, he turned to look at Wu Tsui on his side, but saw that his line of sight was waiting for her.

In this bustling scene, the young man's eyes and eyebrows seemed to be approachable.

When their eyes met, they both had a faint smile on their faces.

Xu Mingyi clearly realized that his state of mind was the same as hers.

At the moment, walking with him in the flow of people in the market, her feelings are very complex.

It's not just the love between the two, but the real feeling of walking in this noisy world.

What's more, it's the great touch of this scene, which can be called lively and happy. She can't describe in words what this touch is, but she has a very clear expectation in her mind - she hopes that this happiness can last for a long time.

And it's not just here.

In the hustle and bustle, a warm and cool palm held her hand hanging on her side.

The young man's palm is clean and powerful, just like the rising sun at this time, as if it can bring comfort and strength to people.

After Xu Mingyi was slightly stunned, he slowly held his hand.

She knew that he must be able to perceive what she was thinking at this time.

Some things are destined to be very difficult, but someone will do it and try their best to do it.

They walked slowly in the market until Xiao Qi caught up with them, holding hot steamed stuffed buns wrapped in oil paper in their hands.

I bought it from the most famous steamed stuffed bun shop in the county. I waited in line for a full quarter of an hour.

Xu Mingyi took a bite. The steamed stuffed bun was white and soft. Xuan was soft with wheat fragrance. In one bite, he bit the meat filling.

Seeing that she ate happily, Wu Tsutsui, who had never stood in the street and had eaten steamed stuffed buns, also took a bite.

Immediately nodded dissatisfied.

It's really good.

Xu Mingyi swallowed everything in his mouth, held half of the steamed stuffed bun in his hand, looked around at the scene, and suddenly whispered: "I once heard my grandfather say that he didn't think too much when he led the troops to fight at first. He just wanted not to be bullied. Later, more and more people under him occupied several cities, and life was much better. In his words, he didn't have to be bullied anymore."

Wu Tsung listened carefully.

"There was a time when he was defeated several times in succession, and he often asked himself, is it necessary to fight this war again..."

Xu Mingyi said with a smile in his tone, "then he walked around the street, ate two baked cakes and drank a bowl of mutton soup. When his stomach was warm, he would have the answer - fight until peace. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to find a place to drink such delicious mutton soup in the future. What can he do?"

Wu Tsung also laughed.

Then he looked at the crowd and said, "General Xu is a person with great benevolence and righteousness. This is the blessing of the world."

Xu Mingyi looked up at the boy - she believed he was too.

In her dream, he seemed to be fighting all the time.

Although he is strong, he is not a belligerent. He runs around like that for the stability of the country.

This time, they are no longer alone, and she will not be just a bystander.

They are like-minded and like-minded people.

Therefore, she has always been very confident about the next road. No matter how long and difficult the road is, she can go forward step by step. The road is under their feet and they are moving forward.

The sun rose overhead, and they walked slowly along the long street side by side.

At the end of the street, an attendant found it.

"Childe."

The entourage stopped to salute and whispered, "the Qiao family went out and brought burning paper and other things. It should be to worship."

So early?

Xu Mingyi was surprised, so he looked at Wu Tsui and said, "let's hurry over."

Wu Tsung nodded.

Xiao Qi and a Zhu quickly led their horses. They left the town and went in the direction of Fengming mountain.

Qiao Biying is buried in the cemetery behind Fengming mountain. Fengming county is where the Qiao family's old house is located. Qiao Biying grew up in this small town before he entered Beijing. After his death, he naturally wants to return to his roots.

At this time, Fengming mountain is silent at the back of the mountain.

Xu Mingyi and Wu Cui took a shortcut on horseback. When they arrived, Qiao's mother and son just got off the green donkey cart.

The coachman was dressed up as an old servant. He carried burning paper and other things to follow into the cemetery, but the green man on the side picked them up, "Uncle Ning, I'll go with my mother, and you can stay here."

The old servant seemed to be used to the fact that he didn't like to be disturbed by others when the mother and son worshipped.

Xu Mingyi and Wu Cui have quickly found a hiding place near Qiao Biying's tomb.

At the back of the mountain, there are many places for hiding because of weeds and trees.

Eavesdropping is very inappropriate, but there is no better way at this time. Now they don't know whether the Qiao family knows anything. Therefore, even if they intend to talk to Fang Ming, they don't know how to start. In order to find out the situation as soon as possible, they have to do so.

Xu Mingyi looked through the grass.

The Qiao family came over.

Around Qiao Biying's tomb, it was properly cleaned up.

She remembered that Wu Tsui mentioned the day before yesterday that Qiao Biying's son would come to offer sacrifices at most every half month on weekdays, in addition to the Tomb Sweeping Day and the Double Ninth Festival every year.

The man in a green shirt looks younger than his actual age. He is tall and lean. He has no beard on his face. His skin is white and his facial features are also full of vitality.

Xu Mingyi's eyes flickered.

How do you feel... Like you've seen this person somewhere?

Before she had time to think deeply at this time, she saw the man in green shirt take out the sacrifice and put up the fruit snacks and other tributes first.

Then he knelt in front of the grave, raised his hand and sprinkled a pot of wine slowly in front of the grave.

He said, "father, what you bring today is your favorite apricot blossom wine. My son brewed it himself last year, but it must not be half as good as your craft."

The woman in camel colored saddle and white bun knelt down and threw paper money into the fire.

Slowly, there were tears in the woman's eyes and her voice choked: "how could you be so cruel... Tian ER was only twelve years old at that time, how could you be willing to leave our mother and son and do such a stupid thing..."

Listening to the woman's uncontrollable tears, Xu Mingyi subconsciously exchanged eyes with Wu Cui.

The mother and son don't seem to be cheating at all.

In this way, if Qiao Biying really pretended to die, the mother and son should also be kept in the dark.

The woman and most of the undead whose husbands had left early complained sadly about her husband's ruthlessness and her husband's ignorance of their mother and son.

Just when Xu Mingyi even thought that there should be no harvest worth mentioning on this trip, the green man who had been kneeling aside without saying a word suddenly opened his mouth——

"Does mother really think that father left us and was willing to commit suicide?"

The woman's cry was slightly sluggish.

"My mother must know more about my father's behavior than I do. I also clearly remember that on the eve of my father's accident, she was still pointing out my article and agreed with me to see how I would change it tomorrow -" the green man looked at the tombstone and said, "I don't believe it anyway, but one day later, my father had the idea of suicide and death."

"Tian'er... Don't talk nonsense!" the woman's eyes were red and her voice was hoarse. "For so many years... How many times do you want your mother to say it before you give up?"

"My son believes more in what he sees and perceives."

The man knelt there with a straight back and a stubborn tone: "and is the mother really not sure whether the son is talking nonsense? Or is it that the mother has been whitewashing peace just because she is also aware of something and doesn't want me to study it deeply... Over the years, he has failed in the examination. Is it really the son's lack of talent and learning and bad luck?"

Or is it because someone doesn't want him to contact the court and deliberately obstructs him?