MTL - Time is slow-Chapter 2 girl riding a donkey

   Chapter 2 The Girl Riding a Donkey

  The spring breeze is like cutting, cutting out pieces of light green and delicate red. The further south you go, the stronger the spring will be.

  The tea shed next to the official road is simple, and there are many people sitting near noon. The elderly tea doctor holds a long-mouthed copper pot and shuttles through it, adding tea and water to the guests in time.

  This place is more than ten miles away from Baoling City. People who go out of the city are casually talking about the recent interesting events in the city, while the guests who are going to Baoling City are listening with great interest.

   At this time, someone mentioned that there were several young sons who came to Baoling City today, and they sounded like they were from the capital.

   Some people don't believe it: "Can it be compared to Jiafeng Qiaojia Yulang?"

  Jiafeng is located in the south of Baoling, and it takes two or three days to go down by boat. The reputation of Qiao Jiayulang can spread here, which is enough to show how outstanding he is.

   The person who spoke earlier took a few sips of herbal tea and smiled, revealing a mouthful of teeth: "I haven't seen Qiao Jiayu Lang, but I don't believe it if I can catch up with the young man I met in the city."

   As soon as these words came out, many people immediately jumped out to refute, and several people who had also seen several young masters in the city argued with them.

   "Old man, bring a pot of tea and two plates of sweet cakes." A voice interrupted the argument between the two sides.

  The crowd followed the sound and saw a man in his thirties stopped not far from the tea shed. He turned around and helped a 12- or 13-year-old girl off the back of a donkey.

Seeing that everyone was looking over, the man tied the donkey to the tree by the roadside, blocked the body and covered most of the girl's body, and shouted impatiently, "Come on, my daughter is not feeling well, so I rushed in. the city."

   "Haole—" Dr. Tea hurriedly brought a pot of tea and two plates of sweet cakes.

  The man pushed a plate of sweet cakes in front of the girl, and said in a low voice, "Eat it."

   After he finished speaking, he grabbed the tea bowl and took a few sips.

  Ordinary people don't pay attention to it, it's common for girls to ride on donkeys, so everyone withdrew their gazes. Only a few sharp-eyed people were surprised by the beauty of the girl, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

  The man was obviously unhappy that others saw his daughter, so he snorted a few times.

   He was born tall and tall, and he was not easy to be provoked by looking at him. The people sitting in this humble tea shed drinking tea were ordinary people.

   "If you want me to say, the young man from the city is definitely not as good as Qiao Jiayulang! Although the capital is good, it can't match the beautiful scenery here, especially the place where Jia F County is famous for its beauty."

   The girl who has been very obedient since she sat down in the teahouse couldn't help but look up and glance at the person who was talking.

   "What, how did I hear that Qiao Jiayu Lang is also from the capital?"

   "It's true that Qiao Jiayulang came from the capital, but he is an authentic Jiafeng native. Mr. Qiao passed away the year before last, and he followed his family back to his hometown to keep the system for his grandfather."

   "Ah, it turns out that Qiao Jiayulang is Mr. Qiao's grandson..."

   When it comes to Qiaojia Yulang, the locals have to add a prefix: Jia F County.

  But if you talk about Mr. Qiao, then everyone in the world will think of the same person: the former Guozijian sacrifice wine, the famous scholar in the world, and Mr. Qiao Zhuo, who was known as the first person in the world in his early years.

  Unfortunately, Mr. Qiao passed away more than two years ago.

   There was a sound of regret in the tea shop.

  The girl lowered her eyes to cover the strangeness in her eyes, and the voices could no longer be heard in her ears.

As soon as she opened her eyes, from the wife of General Shao Mingyuan, Mr. Qiao's granddaughter, Qiao Zhao, to Li Zhao, a 13-year-old girl, she fell into the hands of human traffickers. hometown.

  Grandfather…

  Qiao Zhao muttered in his heart.

  After marrying to the capital, she never thought that she would be so close to the place where her countless midnight dreams came back to her heart in such a way.

  Jiafeng, where her most beloved grandfather is buried, and her close relatives who have returned from the capital are also living there.

   After all, now my father and brother have been removed from filial piety.

  Qiao Zhao quietly clenched his fist and glanced calmly at the man who was drinking.

  In the memory left in his mind, the little girl Li Zhao has tried to escape several times since she fell into this man's hands, but all of them ended in failure.

  The most intense one, the little girl took a chance to break free, crying while running and crying that she was abducted and sold by this man, attracting many passers-by to watch.

This man chased after him, his words earnestly, and while wiping away his tears, he said, "Daughter, father knows that you hate me, and stopped you from eloping with Wang Erniu next door. But no matter how much you hate, father can't watch you go the wrong way. Ah! Don't make trouble, go home with your father, your mother's eyes are about to cry..."

   The little girl's hoarse cries failed to keep the onlookers, and the man gave her a severe lesson when there was no one, and he kept his eyes on her even more. But being able to have this little freedom now is the result of Qiao Zhao, who has survived in place of the little girl, is extraordinarily honest in the past two days.

   "Let's go." The man left a few copper plates on the table and stood up.

  Qiao Zhao hurriedly stood up and followed the man out without looking sideways.

  Because of this movement, those eyes fell on her again.

  The girl walks in style, and the inadvertently revealed elegance makes the man frown.

  This time the goods are the best he has obtained in recent years, but it is too good, just walking around so casually is so eye-catching.

   Why didn't you feel it two days ago?

The    man sighed and secretly made up his mind to change to a carriage after entering the city.

   An hour later.

  Qiao Zhao rode on the back of the donkey and looked up at the word "Baoling" on the city gate.

   Baoling, she has been here.

  Grandfather Qiao Zhuo was free and unrestrained. He became impatient to become an official early on. After resigning, he took his grandmother to indulge in the landscape with her.

   She once made two trips to Baoling because of her grandfather's illness.

The    city is still the same city, but she has become too thorough.

   The cautiousness of the past few days finally loosened up a little at this moment, and a touch of self-deprecation flashed across the corner of his mouth.

The man took Qiao Zhao into the city, looked for a place to sell the donkey, and walked on the bustling street, worried that the little girl who had been peaceful for two days would have trouble again, so he whispered to comfort: "You are obedient, I will take you. Go to a good restaurant for dinner, and hire a carriage when you go back to save you from the wind and the sun."

   "Where else do you want to go?" Qiao Zhao, who had been taciturn, suddenly said.

   The girl and the man looked at each other with clear eyes, like the gentlest water waves in spring being wrinkled by the breeze.

   The ghost sent the gods, and the man replied: "Yangzhou."

   came back to his senses, the man was a little annoyed, and then comforted himself: What if the little girl knows? After passing this Baoling, Yangzhou City will soon arrive.

  Yangzhou.

  Qiao Zhao's face didn't change, but there was a thud in his heart, secretly saying that it was not good.

From here to Yangzhou will take another road, but it is getting farther and farther away from her hometown of Jiafeng, and even if she escapes in a completely unfamiliar place, the little girl who is only twelve or thirteen years old, I am afraid she will come out of the wolf's den. Down again.

  Qiao Zhao didn't think about how he would recognize his relatives with his current appearance, but at least he knew that both his father and brother were gentlemen of Duanfang, and he would not be malicious in the face of the little girl in distress.

   She has to go home no matter what, in this case, she must escape in Baoling City!

   (end of this chapter)