Jiaohua

Chapter 339
The second snowstorm came at dusk.

The violent cry of the north wind, rolling frost and snow hovering in the sky, the sky is dark, as if there are two eyes looking at the boundless land, the eyes are cold.

An Yuping sat in front of the door, the bedroom was brightly lit, earth dragons were burning under the floor, silver charcoal was placed in the center of the room, and the heat radiated out, so he didn't feel the slightest coldness.

People in the whole Anfu are busy, maids and servants are running back and forth, wives and aunts are packing things in each room, the most quiet place in the whole Anfu is his Summer Palace.

A slender and thin figure came from a distance holding an umbrella. The maids on the way saluted respectfully. She nodded slightly. When she entered the courtyard and saw the figure in front of the door, she frowned slightly and walked away.

"Uncle Fourteen." An Qingxi called out.

"Is it time to go?" An Yuping said.

"Well," An Qingxi nodded, "so I'll take a look at you."

"Don't worry," An Yuping said, "I will take good care of elder brother."

An Qingxi smiled lightly and said, "Uncle Fourteen, it should be my father who takes care of you."

An Yuping also smiled, and nodded lightly: "It's all the same."

"This," An Qing Xi handed over something, "Uncle Fourteen."

An Yuping looked at it, and it was a green hosta.

"This jade hairpin, if Uncle Fourteen is free, can you give it to him for me?"

An Yuping looked up, but didn't reach out to pick it up. After a pause, he said, "It's fine if you don't hand it over."

"Uncle Fourteen?" An Qingxi was surprised, her eyes widened slightly.

"Let's go," An Yuping said, "They're going to come and call you later."

"But this jade hairpin," An Qingxi looked down at the hairpin in her hand, "as soon as I leave Beijing, my marriage..."

"You're not married anymore." An Yuping interrupted her.

An Qingxi stopped, her face turned pale slightly.

"Don't think about it," An Yuping took her look into his eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's not a good marriage at all, it's abolished if it's abolished."

The girl was still stunned, her pair of cut pupils with autumn water glinted with water.

Heavy snow accumulated a thin layer on the umbrella, falling from the slanted eaves of the umbrella at the back, a gust of wind blew, her fingers were a little cold, and she finally slowly put the jade hairpin back.

"I didn't like him back then," An Qingxi said lightly, "It was Uncle Fourteen who told me about the marriage of children, the orders of parents, and the words of matchmakers. I obeyed and my parents would not harm me. People around me are also telling me that Jun Bolang from Dingyuan Hou's family is a rare benefactor, with outstanding appearance and first-class talents, so I gradually fall in love with him, but now, Uncle Fourteen says that he is nothing at all Good marriage."

An Yuping looked away, his chest was blocked, and he felt depressed and uncomfortable.

"When you need it, it will be a good match from heaven. You don't need it. This marriage will be abandoned if it is annulled. But Uncle Fourteen, I have fallen in love with Jun Bolang. My heart is made of flesh. It cannot say If you don't like it, you don't like it." An Qingxi said again.

Her voice is very soft, with her usual gentleness, hearing it on a snowy night, it is like spring peaches blooming in April in winter.

"Don't mention it," An Yuping said in silence for a long time, "Go back, get ready and go."

An Qingxi pursed her lips and nodded, "Okay, then I'm leaving. My Fourteenth Uncle and my father stayed in the capital. Take care to protect yourself. The situation in the capital is becoming more and more unstable."

"Don't worry." An Yuping said.

"The whereabouts of my grandfather... I also hope to find it as soon as possible."

"Will do."

"Um……"

An Qingxi withdrew her gaze, her heart ached, and after a while, she turned and left holding on to the umbrella.

There was a long motorcade lined up in front of the gate of Anfu. In more than 50 carriages, there were all the wives, sons and daughters of the An family, as well as aunts with children.

The accompanying wealth of jewelry and rich clothes and treasures was as simple as possible, and there were nearly 150 carriages.

If it was daytime, it would have been a sight for Jin Yi to see such aristocrats leaving the city, but now, they can only leave the capital at night.

The convoy headed out of the city, its wheels rolling over the thick snow without a sound.

More than 500 entourages and nearly a thousand guards followed the horse team. The city gate and the patrolling guards had already been ordered. After leaving the city gate, there would be more than 3000 Yannan soldiers at the Changdao post station thirty miles to the southeast. The army is waiting there.

No one would have thought that on such a snowy night when the north wind was howling, the An family, whose power was overwhelming, left the capital quietly and completely withdrew from the political arena.

An Yuping came out of Anfu, looked up at the figure at the rear of the convoy, and the boy at the side held an umbrella for him, but the whistling wind and snow could still hit his fine clothes, piercing through the rich clothes, Biting cold.

When the convoy disappeared, the boy said, "Master, let's go home."

An Yuping didn't make a sound, but continued to watch, the long street was empty, there was nothing, and the servant didn't know what he was looking at, so he had to stand with him for a long time.

At the beginning of dawn, the heavy snow is still uncertain.

Zhu Xian came from the street in a thick and warm robe.

As soon as he arrived at the official office, Wei Zong hurriedly ran out from the back office, looked up and saw Zhu Xian, and said with a terrified expression: "My lord, you are here."

"What's the matter?" Zhu Xian was slightly startled by his expression.

Wei Zong glanced at the guards on both sides, and pulled Zhu Xian to the Dengwen drum outside.

"My lord, someone is dead," Wei Zheng lowered his voice, "Six people froze to death in the prison last night! Two of them were already seriously ill."

Zhu Xian was taken aback: "Frozen to death?"

"The corpse was wrapped in a broken mat, and now it's thrown outside the prison. I don't know what to do with it," Wei Zheng frowned. "My lord, should you notify the family?"

Zhu Xian frowned, the wind and snow blew, and his exposed skin was extremely painful.

"My lord?" Wei Zheng shouted.

"Let's see again," Zhu Xian said hesitantly, "Ask Mr. Liang after he comes, this matter is not up to us to decide."

"There is no money now," Wei Zong said again, "We have to keep the rest of the people warm, otherwise there will be more people who will fall tomorrow."

"Is there no money in the yamen?" Zhu Xian was taken aback.

"There is a budget for the expenditure of that money, and there is not much left," Wei Zhengzheng sighed, "Ragged clothes outside are expensive now, even if there is a lot of money, it is impossible to spend a lot of money to buy thick clothes for these prisoners quilt."

Zhu Xian's mood became heavy, and he didn't know what to say.

"Actually, my lord," Wei Zhengzheng paused, and then said, "Why were these people brought here to be imprisoned in the first place? They were imprisoned for such a long time, and the higher-ups didn't give us an explanation. Back it up."

"How do you want me to answer?" Zhu Xian asked back.

"Forget it," Wei Zheng took a deep breath, "I'll figure out a solution for this matter, sir, go to work, there are still a lot of things waiting for you."

"Where are you going?" Seeing that he really wanted to leave, Zhu Xian hurriedly asked.

Wei engaged in spreading his hands: "Where can I go, I will go to the teacher and brothers to ask for money."

　There is another very annoying and annoying trifle. I will temporarily update it today. I will make it up as soon as I owe two updates. I'm sorry QAQ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)