Jiaohua

Chapter 250
The woman didn't seem to hear what the little maid said, and she still looked outside, but the smile in her eyes became more and more obvious, as if she was very happy.

"Miss?" the little maid called.

After a long time, the woman smiled and said, "A troubled world."

"Huh? What?"

"Troubled times," the woman said, looking back at the little girl, "Troubled times must be bad?"

"Troubled times, of course it's bad." The little maid thought she was crazy.

"No," the woman shook her head, and said, "The world will be in chaos for a long time, and the chaos will be in harmony for a long time. There will never be a long-term royal power. The great work is dying, and it will not be destroyed. In troubled times, we should be happy."

The little maid couldn't understand, she frowned and looked out the window, still not understanding why she was happy.

The woman smiled again, and looked at a bulletin board that appeared on the road where the carriage passed. There was also a portrait of a girl on it.

"Today we look at the image of 300 years ago, like the water of a long river flowing eastward, clear and clear. People who look at us 300 years later will see us as if we were in the river, and it is difficult to distinguish the age. The word history is just a posterity. Standing on the shore and watching with cold eyes. Now there will be a torch for the whole world, and everything will be put to death and then reborn. This destruction and reconstruction, I still have a life to watch, so it is worth toasting." The woman said.

"Oh..." The little maid no longer wanted to think deeply about the meaning behind her words, so she responded casually.

At this time, she also saw the girl on the bulletin board outside, and the little maid suddenly became frightened.

The eldest lady knew this girl, and this girl was wanted at the feet of the emperor. If it is not done well, I don't know if this matter will involve them.

"Miss," the little maid said, turning her eyes, "you suddenly have so many thoughts, is it related to this girl?"

"Yes," the woman nodded, "I haven't been with her for long, I don't know her ambitions, and I don't know if she will achieve anything in the future, but I can see vitality in her."

"Vigor? What's that?"

The woman laughed again, but her brows became perplexed. After a while, she said softly, "It's something that I have already lost."

She raised her eyes, the streets of the capital are wide, and it is easy to see the sky above the tall buildings.

Same as yesterday, the clouds are moving slowly, with a light ink color, gloomy, but also very open, the dome is boundless, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly.

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There was a lot of noise in front of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion. The soldiers and guards held their spears horizontally to block people, leaving a large open space in front of the gate.

There were people on all sides, many of them were students and family members of the teacher, and there were also relatives and friends of the storyteller. Apart from them and those who came here for other things, there were many new cries today.

Shopkeeper Liu came to inquire about Lao Litou, a storyteller in his teahouse, so he squeezed through the crowd and was attracted by these cries.

"It's difficult," Shopkeeper Liu said in a low voice. "The ones who were taken away were girls, not boys. Why do you say you took them away? Isn't it obvious, you want to come back after taking them away?"

"There's no other way," said the other person. "Aside from coming here to cry, where else can I go? Go directly to the gate of the palace? Even if I want to be beheaded."

"It's miserable, it's really miserable." Shopkeeper Liu said.

Several women fainted from crying, shopkeeper Liu shook his head, touched a plum candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Treasurer Liu."

The sleeve was pulled suddenly, shopkeeper Liu turned his head, and after seeing the person clearly, he frowned unhappily, withdrew his hand, looked forward, and said, "Okay, you, Quan Jiuwei, you can do it here." was found by you."

Quan Jiuwei was dressed in washed and faded clothes, looked a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "No, Shopkeeper Liu, I'm here because of Mr. Minshan's business."

"Oh." Shopkeeper Liu responded, ignoring him.

Quan Jiuwei paused, and said, "Then what, shopkeeper Liu, the thing I begged you for earlier..."

Shopkeeper Liu didn't respond, as if he didn't hear it.

Others looked over, and there were a lot of scrutinizing and teasing eyes, Quan Jiuwei felt his face was hot.

"Shopkeeper Liu, can we take a step to talk?"

"Are you annoying?" Shopkeeper Liu said violently, "You poor man, always thinking of crooked ways, get out!"

"Pfft!" The onlookers laughed.

"Shopkeeper Liu, you really help me with this matter. As long as you help me, I can do whatever you want me to do in the future. I'll be your cow." Quan Jiuwei went to pull the sleeve of Shopkeeper Liu again. Said very low.

"Go away," Shopkeeper Liu shook him off, "You're still acting like a horse, you're too old to have a wife, it's a piece of shit."

"Haha..." Someone laughed directly.

Quan Jiuwei lowered his head, his fingers were trembling a little, he calmed down, and said in a firm voice: "Shopkeeper Liu, I will go to Jinyutang to find you at night."

"Don't come here," Shopkeeper Liu said, "I'm not as promising as you."

"I'll look for you again at night." Quan Jiuwei still said, turned and left.

Others saw that his neck was red, and after he left, they asked Shopkeeper Liu what was the matter. Shopkeeper Liu waved his hands: "It's nothing, it's a borrower."

"Oh..." Everyone was stunned.

The crowd has not dissipated, some people leave, some people come, those who shouted for innocence and Lord Qingtian were tired, stopped and stared blankly at the Dengwen drum hanging high in the distance, those who knelt for a long time, those who were tired of kowtowing all rested .

The surrounding streets are clear and cold, with very few people coming and going, not as many as patrol guards.

The two cake-making stall owners sat side by side and chatted, looking at the street in the distance, the cakes were heating up in the oven, and the water in the oven was gurgling.

"It's time to rest, it's been a day." A peddler said.

"Come back and pass by us. I don't know if you will come to our place to buy some food." Another peddler said.

"Then you're going to take advantage, your stall is better than mine."

"That's not necessarily true. I'm busy here, so I'm sure I'll go find you."

"Hey, let's not talk about this, it's not certain whether you will come to buy it or not, who is not poor now."

"Hey, where's the person!" A crisp female voice suddenly sounded.

A peddler turned his head to look at his stall, and hurriedly got up to greet him: "Here we come."

The little maid was dressed in a blouse, she looked clean, her hair was neatly combed, and there was a small hairpin inserted diagonally, she looked like she belonged to a respectable family.

"Girl, what do you want?" The peddler asked with a smile.

The little maid was still a little worried, and turned her head to look at the carriage not far away, only then did the peddler see that there was a lady sitting in the carriage over there, her face was covered with a veil, and her exposed eyes were especially clear.

Looking at the little maid, the woman nodded.

After getting the confirmation, the little maid said to the peddler, "I've made all the cakes at your stall."

The peddler was taken aback, but didn't respond.

The peddler at the stall next door couldn't express his envy, his eyes were straightened, and he saw the maid turned her head to look at herself, and said, "I want the one from your stall too."

(End of this chapter)