At this time, the Chengbei Post Station, thirty miles away from Yangcheng, had fallen into the silence of the night.
The north post station is located at the junction of Yangcheng and Gaoping, the location and jurisdiction are a little embarrassing, and the fast horse can rush to the two cities with a whip, and there is no need to settle in the simple post station with sloping and ditch facilities, so this post station is becoming more and more dilapidated.
But because the Taiyuan officials passing by were rarely full tonight, they couldn't place horses in the stable, so they had to be chained to the front yard or even outside the door.
There was only one postman with an old pawn in the post station, and his busy feet did not touch the ground, so he had to ask his family to help.
By the end of the night, most of the officials had already rested, but there were a few rooms with lights on.
After all, what happened these days is so unbelievable that I can't help but talk about it in private.
There are few good houses in this post, and naturally they are all given to high-ranking officials such as Ma Zhifu, and at this moment, there is a low-ranking official in this low adobe house.
He and his servants were crammed into a room, and he slept in a bed, and the servants had to make bunks on the floor.
On a sweltering summer night, the window was open to reveal a man in regular clothes making the bed inside, while another bearded-looking servant stood with his hands down and thoughtful.
"How the hell did they find out?"
he whispered.
His voice was supple and easy-going, and he was in perfect harmony with his status as a servant.
The man who made the bed immediately turned around when he heard this.
"It's hard to say that."
He said.
The voice is mellow and has a bit of official authority, but under the dim oil lamp, his expression is respectful in the face of this servant, which is very inconsistent with his identity.
The man who made the bed continued.
As soon as the voice came out, the servant suddenly raised his hand, and at the same time looked sharply at the window.
"Who's where," he shouted.
With his shouting, the man had already reached the door and opened it.
There was an exclamation from the door, and someone staggered back.
It was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed simply, with her hair disheveled, and her face stained only in the night, and she carried a wooden bucket with hot water in her hand.
She seemed to be passing by with a bucket of water, and was frightened by the sudden person who came out, and stood still in panic.
"What are you doing?"
the officer asked sternly.
The servant had stepped back to his side, looking down at the girl.
"I, I'm the one who delivers water."
The girl stammered, her voice hoarse, and she trembled and pointed to a room next to her.
There was also a light on in the room over there, and it was clear that someone hadn't rested yet.
This girl should be the family of the post man.
The postman had an old wife and a daughter, and he was busy walking up and down the yard for a while.
Officials don't care.
"Is there still hot water?"
he asked casually.
The girl looked horrified.
"Yes, that's what they wanted over there."
She said, afraid that the official would get angry, "I'll burn it again, my lord wait." ” The official didn't want hot water, so he waved his hand and turned around and went in.
The girl gave a salute in a panic, and then walked to the next room with the barrel.
The servant had been standing in the doorway watching her, watching the girl knock on the door next to her, and a man who had changed his shirt opened the door.
"Your hot water, my lord."
The girl said.
The man hummed, reached out to take it, and closed the door with one hand.
The girl exhaled, raised her sleeve and wiped the sweat on her head and face, her face was even more wiped with ash because of the fire, she patted her shoulder and didn't dare to rest and walked quickly to the backyard.
The minion's gaze followed her.
The girl walked procrastinating, with the casual posture of a country girl unsupervised, and shrugged her shoulders and shook her neck from time to time to relieve her fatigue.
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The servant's gaze was fixed on her, one step at a time, two steps at a time, three steps until she turned the corner of the room.
The servant stood in silence for a moment before turning and entering the room and closing the door.
"Is there something wrong?"
asked the officer in the room.
The servant smiled.
"I can't think of it yet."
He said, stopping the official's questioning, "It's not too early, let's rest first." ” The official did not ask again, and respectfully replied by blowing out the lights in the house.
The room was darkened.
"The bed is made, you can rest."
Said in a low voice in the dark.
With the sound of Si Suo, after a moment everything was silent.
In the silence of the night, a figure climbed out of the dilapidated half of the earthen wall of the inn, and by the faint starlight, it could be seen that it was a girl, wearing only her undergarment, and her outer garment was held in her arms.
Her face was as black as the night, except for one pair of eyes that shone like starlight.
Today is not in vain, a word of adult salutation confirms at least one thing, and that is enough, this place can no longer stay.
Come on.
Come on.
She climbed over the wall, and without bothering to put on her clothes, she ran wildly, and disappeared among the ravines.
Outside the alley of the Lin family, Liu Er's crying continued.
Old Mrs.
Fang's heart was blocked by crying.
"What nonsense are you talking about," she cried, "how can you die or live, you curse your young lady." ” "That's not your young lady, you said it easily."
Liu Er cried.
Old Mrs.
Fang's heart ached.
"She's my granddaughter."
She shouted.
"Your granddaughter doesn't matter as much as your grandson."
Liu Er cried, stretched out her hand and pointed at Fang Chengyu, "He is cured now, my young lady is useless, you can't offend people for my young lady." ” Old Lady Fang's face was pale, she didn't come up in one breath, and her body staggered.
Fang Chengyu hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it.
"Liu'er, don't say it."
"That's not what Grandmother meant," he said. ” "I don't care what you mean."
Liu Er cried and rushed straight to the alley of the Lin family, "If you don't look for it, I'll look for it." ” The clansmen on the Lin family's side had long been on guard against her, squeezing to block and stop, although they didn't beat her like before, but they also took advantage of Liu'er's rush to push Liu'er to the ground.
Liu Er wiped her tears and got up again.
Fang Jinxiu lowered his gaze.
"Look at it, look at it."
Patriarch Lin said, sighing, "Get out of the way, let her go and find her." ” Only then did the people of the Lin family get out of the way, and Liu Er rushed in crying.
Old Lady Fang's face was pale, and before her expression eased, Fang Chengyu gently patted her heart.
"Or, Old Madam Fang, you can rest and wait here with us."
Patriarch Lin said, "It's not that we don't look for people, of course people have to look for them." ” Just don't make such a fuss, look for it calmly and peacefully.
The officials also nodded their heads again and again, this is the best, it is beneficial to both sides, everyone looks good, and it can also resolve the discussion caused today.
Before Old Lady Fang could speak, Fang Chengyu smiled at them.
"I'm sorry to wait a minute, I haven't finished talking to my grandmother."
He said.
Today the monthly pass doubles begins.
A lot of people have saved the monthly pass for me until now, thank you, now it's time to sprint.
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And friends who have voted for the monthly ticket in advance to help me lay the foundation for today's list, thank you for making us less hard to chase the list.
Anyway, thank you, then the end of the month will be handed over to you in three days, and I will go to prepare the manuscript for the next five or seven days, when there will be a new battle
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