MTL - Chongfei Manual-Chapter 40

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The British public came out later, and the words shook his head. He did not agree with him: "Auntie, don't make trouble."

He and Zhao Weifang talked about the political affairs in the house. Because of the secret content, they wrote and talked with each other. After writing, they put the paper on the oil lamp and ignited. They were not afraid of others knowing what they said. In the past two years, the emperor’s jealousy to Chen’s family has become heavier and heavier. If there is no emperor in the middle, I am afraid that the emperor has already started to Chen’s family.

Zhao Wei is looking for him, it is for this matter.

The British government has always been upright and has never participated in any competition. After a word now, it is eye-catching to Jing Wang. The seventeen-year-old boy, with his thoughtful thoughts and decisive measures, does not hide his ambitions. He returned to Shengjingcheng in the past two years and established a lot of his own power, keeping a low profile. The British public began to shake. It is not a good thing to support him in the future. With his ability, he will finally be able to board Dabao. At that time, the British government will also rise and become more stable.

Wei Changchun constantly weighed in his heart, but did not pay attention to the movements of Wei Wei and Zhao Wei.

Zhao Yan smirked at the lips and patiently asked: "Where do you want to go?"

Wei Wei took a look at the British public, then took a look at him, greeted him lower, then lowered a little, then picked up his toes and attached it to his ear and said quietly: "Out of town."

It was said that Zhao Wei had a strange face and could not help but face her. I thought she would say that a certain place in Shengjing City was unexpectedly out of town. He did not agree, nor did he deny it. He said to Wei Changchun: "Today, I would like to thank the British public hospitality, and the king will leave here and return to visit the next day."

Wei Changchun returned to a ceremony, "His Royal Highness."

After saying that he was ready to send Zhao Wei to the government, he was refused by Zhao. "The king walks by himself. The outside is freezing cold, the British public year is already high, or stay here."

He took the black satin crane he had handed over from Zhu Xi, and put it on his shoulder. He coveted the little **** the ground, and walked out of the gallery.

Wei Wei couldn't help but rush. Is this promise or not? She glared at Wei Changchun and did not pay attention. She took her legs and ran toward Zhao. She naturally grabbed his hand on his side and stopped in front of him. He looked up and asked, "Well?"

Zhao Wei stopped, just a snow flake on the pine tree fell from the top of his head and fell on Wei Wei's eyelashes. He wiped it gently with his other hand. "Why do you want to go out of town?"

For this reason, Wei Wei had already thought about it. Now he asked, she answered very naturally: "I am going to save someone."

Zhao can't help but laugh, "Who save?"

She picked up her lips and held his hand tighter. "Big brother took me out of town, I will tell you."

Zhao Wei looked back at him, and the black man in the darkness was so restrained and restrained. When he smiled, he was gentle and uncomfortable. When he was not laughing, he was unpredictable. He looked at her for a while, and the thin lips pulled out an intriguing arc: "When do you want to leave the city?"

Wei Wei calculated the days, can't wait any longer, she asked the aunt, Auntie's fifteenth birthday is in these days. If she waits any longer, she is probably already buried by Lin Huilian. "tomorrow."

Zhao Hao will be available tomorrow to accompany her. But somehow, he just wanted to tease her, deliberately said: "Is it not the day after tomorrow?"

Wei Wei repeatedly shook his head, and the watery eyes showed a pleading: "No, tomorrow? Is it bad tomorrow?"

Zhao Yan smiled deeper in his eyes and said: "It is not bad..."

"That's the way to say it!" Wei Wei hammered his voice and took a handful of melon seeds from his purse into his hand. As a thank-you, "Thank you, big brother, big brother, you are so good."

Regardless of his reaction, he smiled at him and turned and ran back. The little figure was wrapped in a red cloak, and it was particularly glaring in the snow and ice. It walked lightly and disappeared into sight after a while.

The little girl turned her face a little faster, and it was too late to prevent it. Zhao Wei held a handful of melon seeds that she gave, and looked at it for a long time.

*

At the time of the day, the horse-drawn carriage of Jing Wangfu really stopped in front of the British government.

Wei Wei was finished washing, dressed neatly, and Wei Kun said that Zhao Wei would take himself to the Chenghuang Temple. Wei Kun had some doubts, but after the people around Jing Wang told him about it, he nodded and promised to go down. Wei Wei went home early, and didn't want to forget.

Before leaving the house, Chang Hong asked her: "Auntie, why can't I go?"

Wei Wei smiled and patted his head. "What do you want? I will bring it back to you."

Chang Hong doesn't want anything, just wants to go out with her. He finally shook his head. "You have to be careful."

Aunt nodded and turned and smiled slowly after turning around.

She is not going to play, she has to do something important. If she didn't have the experience of her life, she could stand by and watch the aunt's experience. After all, there are too many tragedies under the sun. She can't manage it, and she doesn't have so much leisure. However, she had encountered it, and she felt the same kind of thing, and with the aunt who saved her in her life, she could not ignore her. After solving this incident, she really had nothing to do with Longshou Village. The couple were dead and alive, and they had no relationship with her.

Sitting on the carriage at the door, Wei Wei said to Zhao Wei: "I am going to Longshou Village."

The charcoal pot was burned in the carriage, and even if it was cold outside, the car was still warm and spring. Zhao Wei holds a copy of "Tao Xuan Jing" and is reading a book. His eyes were drooping, his eyes were sharp, and he heard the driver outside the carriage: "Zhu Wei, have you heard it? Go to Longshou Village."

Zhu Xi’s voice came: "Go back to the temple, I heard it."

The carriage slowly departed and began to go on the road. Zhao Wei did not ask her where Longshou Village was. She did not ask her why she went to Longshou Village. What she said was what he said. He was too indulgent for her.

In the carriage, like the last one, there are still a few dried fruit dried fruits on the small table of Zhu lacquer enamel. Looking closely, walnuts and melon seeds account for most of the. There are also some desserts from the court, which are exquisite in appearance and cute in appearance. At first glance, they are the things that the girl loves.

Wei Wei was pretending to be interested in the snacks and often looked out the window. It was not until the carriage slowly drove out of the gate that she showed some relief.

The official road is flat, all the way is unimpeded, and the speed of the carriage is much faster than in the city. The roads are snowy on both sides, looking at them, crystal clear. However, after a long time, it was easy to get tired of eyes. Wei Wei took back his eyes and bowed his eyes, feeling more and more heavy.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhao Wei had put down the book, supported the squat, and looked at her with interest.

Auntie put down his hand and called a big brother. "When can we arrive?"

Zhao Yuzhuang thought, "I can get it before dark."

too slow! At this time, I don’t even have to go to noon. I have to calculate the time and have to go three or four hours. Auntie is in a hurry. "Can you hurry?"

He is not in a hurry at all, and his power is to be distracted. “Why are you so anxious? What are you going to do there?”

She is a seven-year-old girl who rarely goes out and should not know such a distant place. Zhao Wei wants to know what she has made in the end, but this little girl is tight-lipped, even if he asks, she is also closed her mouth and refuses to disclose it.

Zhao Wei smiled. "You don't say, we will come later."

Wei Wei had a meal and looked up at him. The small appearance was quite resentful. Even if he was forced to this point, she still said nothing.

As a result, people are more curious.

The sun gradually rose to the top of the head, the carriage did not stop, continue to move forward.

Wei Wei ate a few cakes and pasted the belly, and until noon, gradually became a little sleepy, then fell asleep on the makeup blanket. When I woke up, the sky was dusk, and the afterglow sprinkled on the poplar trees on both sides of the road. The trees were covered with a layer of Xiayi, reflecting the white snow and glowing orange-red light. She sat up quickly, her voice with her sleep, "Is it?"

Zhao Wei is still reading a book. He seems to have been in this position all the time. He has never changed. "There is still half an hour."

Wei Wei had to hold his back and sit back on the couch.

*

Longshou Village is located in the middle of two mountains. The road is narrow and it is very inconvenient to walk. Surrounded by woods, the status is remote, it is not easy to find it.

After half an hour, Zhu Xi finally parked the carriage at the entrance of the village and said to him inside: "Wang Ye, it is here."

Wei Wei couldn't wait to open the embroidered gold-dark curtain, stepped on the ankle and walked down the carriage, looking around this place, it was indeed the familiar Longshou Village. There is a large stone standing on the door of the village, a ditch on the right, and an open space on the left. Looking inside the village, the land is flat and the house is stunned. She has lived here for ten years, and the memory here is very deep, and I can't forget it if I want to forget it.

She walked forward and did not need anyone to lead the way. She clearly remembered where Lin Huilian’s house was. At this time, every day, every household came back from the field and was cooking at home. The smoke rises and there are not many people on the road. She picks the path and walks around. When she looks back, Zhao Wei follows her behind her. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to move forward, stopping in front of a simple courtyard.

Here is the home of her last life, where she and Lin Huilian lived together. The dirt wall, the fence gate, and the courtyard are small, but she was the only home.

At this time, the sky has been blackened, and the moon slowly rises up and hangs on the horizon.

Inside Wei Weichao, the hall was dark and the stove was not lit, and no sound came from it. There was a bad hunch in her heart, and she gently pushed the fence door, and the door was locked from the outside and could not be pushed. She is guilty, this is to make sure that no one is at home, but this is the time to eat, they are not at home, where can I go?

Wei Wei thinks of the worst possibility, the pink lips are tightly picked up, the small face is tight, the eyes are dark and unclear in the night, and there are thousands of threads hidden in my heart, never telling people.

Zhao Yuli looked at her quietly in a few steps. Neither bothering nor asking questions.

She finally moved, looked up and looked at her neighbor's house. The woman next door pushed the door open and poured water. She went forward, and the soft, soft milk sounded with hesitation: "Mrs....Do you know where this family went?"

The woman was surnamed Wang, and Lin Huilian had been a neighbor for more than a decade. Auntie was familiar with her and knew that she was a honest and loyal woman, and decided to ask.

The woman fell into the water and looked at Wei Wei with a tub. Longshou Village is a landless country. Few outsiders pass by, not to mention the big families in Shengjing City who come here to find someone. Wang has never seen her dressed girl, she is only after she feels that she is like a person coming out of the painting, and she is extravagant and incompatible with such a place.

"Mrs?"

Wei Wei called again, and Wang returned to God. Thinking of what she had just asked, her face changed slightly, and he said: "Little girl, what are you looking for? They are not at home."

Wei Wei stubbornly continued to ask: "Where did they go?"

Wang remembered what Lin Huilian and Poplar did, and then looked at Wei Wei’s dress, guessing that she was a Shengjingcheng person, for fear of involving herself, returning to her home and closing the doorway: “Their daughters are married today, they marry their daughters. went!"

Wei Wei’s face was white, staring at the wooden door that was squatting in front of him, motionless.

The woman’s words reminded her of her former self. On the day of the fifteenth, put on a red robes, apply the blush powder to the first time, comb the bun, and dress up beautifully. Lin Huilian and Poplar helped her out of the house, standing in the distance with familiar villagers. Their eyes were complicated and there were many emotions. Compassion, compassion, pity... but no one stood up and stopped. On weekdays, the young man who showed her good courtship was pressed by her parents, and she looked at her with grief and could not do anything for her.

Then she was taken to the mountainside of the village, Lin Huilian and Poplar dug out the coffin, licking her head and letting her face a coffin.

These villagers know in their hearts that she is not married, she is destined, right? But why is there no one to help her except the aunt?

Wei Yiyue thought more and more terrible, her heart was cold, the hand stove in her hand did not give her warmth, she was still cold.

Wei Wei thought of the situation facing Auntie at the moment, immediately throwing away the cloisonne enamel stove, and then ran to the back hill!

She moved too fast, Zhao Hao called: "Auntie!"

She couldn't hear, the temperature in her eyes was blown away by the cold wind, only the coldness was left.