MTL - Time is slow-Chapter 19 General Shao

   Chapter 19 General Shao

   As soon as he heard that Shao Mingyuan led the army into the city, Li Shenyi came up in a rage, blew his beard and stared: "Retreat, don't you still have legs, get out of the car and go!"

Leaving these words, Li Shenyi neatly jumped out of the carriage, pushed away the guards who were about to help him, and called out to Qiao Zhao: "Little girl, come down quickly, and go into the city while you can still squeeze, so that you can catch up. go home for dinner."

  Qiao Zhao peered out of the window and saw the crowd in front of him was tightly packed, and he flowed down the carriage like a good man.

   "Be careful girl." Ah Zhu hurriedly supported her.

   Several guards saw the situation, so they had to abandon the carriage by the side of the road, and protected Li Shenyi and Qiao Zhao into the city.

  The city is full of people, and the teahouses and restaurants facing the street have long had no seats. The streets are crowded with people, all eagerly waiting, welcoming the triumphant heroes.

   There was a hawker with a bright mind who walked away from the crowd with a load and a needle, and the flowers in the basket were snapped up in an instant.

  Qiao Zhao was squeezed to the point of staggering, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the crowd suddenly burst into cheers.

"I'm coming!"

   "Go back, go back!" The officials who maintained the order drew out sticks and drove the crowd watching to both sides of the road.

   The sound of horse hooves is getting closer, and the neat and powerful footsteps are like drums, stepping on people's hearts.

   For a moment, the crowded street suddenly became silent, followed by even more enthusiastic cheers: "General Shao, General Shao!"

   "Long live the Northern Expedition Army! Great Northern Expedition Army!"

  Qiao Zhao saw that team in the commotion.

In front of    are the guards holding the flag. The big "Shao" character on the flag fluttering in the wind is particularly eye-catching, and behind it sits a young man with a high head and a horse.

The man was in his early twenties. He was wearing silver mountain armor that only senior generals were qualified to wear. The cloak is not the most common bright red, but pure white like snow. When he turned his head to look in the direction of the most enthusiastic cheers, the red tassel on the sterling silver helmet swayed along with it, dipping a blush on the snow-jade face.

   That was the only bright color on his body, but it made people feel colder and... lonely.

  The crowd suddenly stagnates, and then there are countless women screaming: "General Shao, General Shao!"

The young general turned his head away, but the people in that direction were still in a frenzy, especially the women threw the flowers in their hands towards him. A lot of flowers, sachets, handkerchiefs and other items were thrown.

  People are already familiar with the deeds of General Shao. Even three-year-old children in this capital know that there is such a powerful general.

   But he rarely returned to Beijing, and when he saw people today, he realized that the general was still so young and handsome.

The warm atmosphere was even more intense, and the crowd at the back began to squeeze forward desperately. Although Qiao Zhao was guarded by guards, he was still squeezed to the side, and the screams of the women who forgot and reserved were all over the sky. Tossed handkerchiefs with flowers.

  Qiao Zhaoqiang stood firm and pursed his lips.

  It turns out that her husband is still a heartthrob.

  Uh, wrong, Qiao Zhao is dead, the little girl Li Zhao survived, and they have nothing to do with each other.

   Thinking of that arrow, although Qiao Zhao had no resentment, the boundless beauty of the man in front of her scorched her eyes.

"Oh!" A peddler who came here with a flower basket for the second time was accidentally knocked over, and the flowers in the basket were scattered all over the ground. I don't know how a cactus got into the pile of flowers, and it happened to roll to Qiao Zhao's feet. beside.

Countless white and tender hands stretched out, **** the flowers away, and the copper plates tinkled into the baskets, followed by a shower of flowers to the soldiers walking slowly in the middle of the road, accompanied by the excited shouts of the women. Voice.

  Qiao Zhao paused, took out two copper plates and threw them into the basket. He used a handkerchief to pick up the cactus that had entered in disorder, and threw it out silently.

  Well, it's more comfortable now.

Shao Mingyuan was sitting upright on the horse. The flowers that people threw on him were fragrant. After a few sneezes, his nose started to go numb. When he was breathing a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt something flying from the side. His keenness immediately realized that this was not a flower, a sachet or something.

   Is it a hidden weapon?

   Shao Mingyuan grabbed it with his backhand and held the object precisely in his hand. The stinging pain from his palm made him frown.

  What hidden weapons are all over the thorns? It seems that the enemy hiding in the crowd is very cunning!

   He lowered his head, saw the appearance of the hidden weapon, and couldn't help but froze: Cactus?

   Shao Mingyuan's eyes were like electricity, and he looked in the direction where the "hidden weapon" was flying.

His gaze seemed to cover the crowd. Qiao Zhao hurriedly hid behind Shenyi Li. After a while, he quietly stuck his head out. Seeing that the man had already rode away, he saw only the guards who were holding their spears in neatly washed armor. The jackets were neatly arranged and followed, and then he let out a light breath.

  Qiao Zhao raised his eyes to meet Li Shenyi's half-smiling eyes, and said calmly: "It's too crowded, Grandpa Li, let's go."

   Li Shenyi nodded, raised his foot and took two steps and suddenly turned his head, smilingly said: "Nice job!"

   Leaving the main road, the street suddenly became clear.

   Li Shenyi stopped, tidied up his crumpled robes, and said, "Where does the girl Li live? I'll take you back."

   "Sir, this is absolutely impossible!" The guards were shocked.

   It was a secret that they went to ask Li Shenyi this time. Once others knew that this magical doctor had entered Beijing, it would be a big trouble.

   Li Shenyi squinted his eyes, and although he had a smile on his face, he felt very dangerous: "Why, you master even control where I go?"

  The guards were speechless when asked.

   Of course they could use force to bring this genius doctor back, but the one who can't provoke anger the most in this world is the doctor. If nothing else, if someone goes out of their way to prescribe a problematic prescription for a patient, who will they turn to to make sense at that time?

   "Sir, why don't you go back with us first, we are responsible for sending this girl home?"

   Li Shenyi looked at the speaker and sneered: "Have I discussed it with you? I just let you know about this matter. As for whether your master is willing or not, what's the matter?"

   If it wasn't for the spirit grass, don't say anything about Lord Shilang's mansion, even today he would hide far away and not get involved in the mess of entering the capital.

   "Girl Li, let's go." Li Shenyi didn't even look at a few people, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

  Qiao Zhao hurriedly stopped people: "Grandpa Li, my house is over there."

   Several guards looked at each other, and the leader nodded to one of them. The man understood, quietly fell behind a few steps, and went to the master to report.

   After a few people turned into a path, Jiang Yuanchao, dressed in black, appeared.

   "Sir, are you going to report to the Governor?"

  Jiang Yuanchao withdrew his gaze and smiled lightly: "Well."

   When he thought of the little girl throwing a cactus at the boy named Shao, he felt so relieved.

   The weather in Wuhan changed, so I called. I finally signed the contract. Thank you for your reward and reward to the book friends of He Shibi. I will add more thanks when it is on the shelves.

   (end of this chapter)