Back Off, Let Me Come

Although they were traveling together, the young lady from the Zhao family was still a little wary, but the young scholar behaved restrained and polite along the way, taking care of himself intentionally or unintentionally, and had no intention of packaging her up and selling her to anyone. As time goes by, I gradually let down my guard.

The young scribe traveled far and wide and was well-informed. An interesting story he could pick up at his fingertips would make her listen with gusto.

"Where have you been, sir, over the years?"

The young lady from the Zhao family gradually became curious.

Young scribe: "I can't remember clearly."

“Why can’t I remember clearly?”

"Because there are so many places to go."

The young lady from the Zhao family looked envious: "That's great..."

The young scribe quipped: "Wandering at the end of the world, with nowhere to call home, nowhere to rely on, and no branches to live on... How can one be considered good?"

She could hear the loneliness and sadness in the other person's words - the young lady of the Zhao family had seen exactly the same emotions in her father and uncle Qin's face. She was still very young at that time, and could only vaguely remember the chaos of war all around, and the cries and shouts of her mother-in-law. Holding herself tightly in her arms, she covered her ears with her hands, trying to block the outside noise from invading her little world - she changed the subject wisely.

Auntie is right.

Behind every glamour, there is a past that is unwilling to be mentioned. It is a restricted area that outsiders cannot easily enter.

Say goodbye to the caravan and embark on the road to Longwu County.

Occasionally, there would be some unsighted robbers who would retreat voluntarily when they saw the inscriptions on the waists of young scribes. There were also cases where they would not take "weak scribes" seriously because they were low-level warriors. The result is that your life is lost, and your body feeds the earth.

The young lady of the Zhao family was still frightened.

She thought her methods were enough to protect herself, but she didn't want to underestimate the dangers of the outside world and overestimate her own abilities. She can deal with ordinary grown men, but when encountering these vicious and courageous warriors, she will most likely escape death.

It is impossible for him to follow the young scribe all the time.

Therefore, as Longwu County got closer and closer, her heart began to waver - should she contact her father and the others after arriving?

Her father favors her so much. If she coaxes him and acts coquettishly, maybe she can delay the marriage proposal for a few more years?

The young lady of the Zhao family hesitated.

Until I stepped into Longwu, I still had no idea about the outcome.

On this day, the two of them sat in a tea shop to rest.

The young scribe took a sip of water and chatted casually: "I heard that Longwu County just experienced a war last winter? Now it seems that, not to mention the depression everywhere, even spring plowing was not delayed."

Although the common people coming and going were dressed in rags of Gebu with an average of seven or eight patches per person, their faces were in good spirits and they were not as numb as others.

This means they are not completely hopeless.

If there is hope for the day, there will be hope.

The young lady of the Zhao family secretly puffed up her chest.

"That's right, it doesn't matter whose credit it is..."

Her father also devoted his efforts to Longwu County.

Just as he was talking, there was a rush of horse hooves in the distance, getting closer and closer, and the young lady of the Zhao family subconsciously raised her head and glanced lightly.

It was a tall war horse covered in maroon.

On horseback, the young man was dressed in simple and capable gray clothes, with a white tie around his waist, which outlined his waist somewhat slenderly. The young man has a lean figure. He is holding the reins with one hand, his back is slightly arched, and he is sitting firmly on the horse's back, as fast as a gust of wind.

As the sound of horse hooves approached, ordinary people with weak ears also heard it. Either he took a curious look, or he was busy with his own business without any interest. Only one person was different. The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in the corner of the tea shed stood up in a panic, let the tea wet his clothes, picked up the package on the table and rushed out, disturbing several nearby tea guests and causing great dissatisfaction among everyone.

"Why did you hit someone..."

"My clothes..."

The man turned a deaf ear and ran away.

As a result, before he even stepped out of the tea shop, a sharp cold wind hit his face with his back legs, and it was the young man who took action.

He also said: "The government is doing business, so don't disturb other people waiting for you!"

Seeing that there was no way to escape, the man suddenly looked ferocious, his eyes revealed a fierce light, and a thin layer of fluorescent light emitted from his palms: "Go to hell!"

This is martial spirit!

This man is actually a low-ranking official!

Although he is the lowest level among the brave warriors, if he takes action, it will be a disaster for ordinary people. The young lady of the Zhao family was sweating as she watched, and was ready to help the young man restrain the man at any time, but unexpectedly the other man didn't need it at all.

A hammer that appeared out of nowhere hit the man's right shoulder, and as the bones cracked, the man screamed.

The young man trampled the man under his feet, took out a pair of thick ropes hanging from his waist, skillfully removed the man's arms to prevent the other party from suddenly killing him, then tied the man up, and said in a cold voice: "You can escape. It’s pretty fast!”

She chased him for most of the day.

The young lady of the Zhao family let go of her hand on the handle of the gun, and seeing the young man's heavy hand, she was curious: "What did this man do?"

Hearing the foreign accent, the young man turned his head and glanced at her, seemingly wary: "He? He, he and two other accomplices broke into houses, committed crimes, and committed murders. It is said that he came from the neighboring county. His methods were cruel. Every time he committed a crime, he would rape and humiliate women. , and then tortured the male members of the woman’s family, drank wine, and cut off their heads..." These words made the people watching frightened and wanted to retreat...

This this……

This method is too perverted.

When the young lady of the Zhao family saw this, she didn't ask any more questions.

This man deserves to die!

But that doesn't mean the boy will ignore the two of them.

First, he crushed the man's knees with his feet, and then knocked him out with a knife to ensure that the other man lost the ability to escape and injure others. Then he stepped forward and asked the young lady of the Zhao family: "From Xiaolang's accent, you are not a local, but from out of town?" Is there any passing paperwork?"

This is to prepare for the investigation of the two people's background.

The young lady of the Zhao family cursed in her heart. They have a foreign accent. Doesn’t this young man who calls himself an official have a foreign accent?

But adhering to the principle of doing less than doing more, I still took out the paperwork. This was specially done by the young scribe before leaving Heyin. Ha Yin and Long Wu have a good relationship, so they can easily pass inspections. As expected, the young man raised his eyebrows slightly.

The young lady of the Zhao family was alert: "Is there something wrong with the voucher?"

The young man said: "There is no problem with the official seal, but the accents of the two of them are not like those from Heyin County. Why do you come to Longwu?"

The young lady from the Zhao family looked at the young scribe.

The young scribe said calmly: "Go to a distant relative."

Only then did the young man's eyes fall on him.

Or in other words, the inscription on his waist.

"Are you a literary scholar? Which distant relative are you seeking refuge with?"

It's not to blame that she was too cautious. During this time, Longwu County was not at peace. There were cases of rape, murder and arson happening everywhere. After an investigation, it was found that it was the families of the wealthy gentry whose houses were ransacked who were causing trouble. I have to make a fuss from time to time...

However, these are minor cases.

Then he was sent to the young man as a training hand to gain experience.

The young scribe said: "Pray for good, pray for good."

"Qi Zhu Bu? Are you a relative of Qi Zhu Bu?" The young man was surprised. He changed his aggressive and cold attitude just now and became much kinder. "Could it be that you are a famous person invited by Qi Zhu Bu to serve as an official? You were just rude, sir. Don’t be surprised.”

When the young scribe heard this, he showed an unpredictable smile.

He asked knowingly: "Xiao Lang knows Yuan Liang?"

The young man said: "I have met him a few times."

She is a brave martial artist who spends most of her time training in the military camp. She also works part-time on patrol to catch thieves from time to time. She is not in the same department as Chief Qi Shan. The two have met but never spoken.

She had also heard about the chief secretary's invitation to friends.

He is even more cautious about this and does not dare to neglect it easily.

ヾ(ω`)ヾ(ω`)o

The young man is "Little Miss Lu", I guess most of you don't remember it_(:з」∠)_

PS: The early team has finally gathered together (≧▽≦*)o

PPS: I suddenly discovered that Bai Su was the one with the most peach blossoms so far. She was the one who saved Miss Lu, and Shen Zhi was also the beauty who saved the beauty... Although the misunderstanding was later resolved, the moment of life and death was throbbing...emmm

PPPS: A true portrayal of a friend coming from afar, even though he is far away...q(≧▽≦q)