As soon as Pei Xingzhi received the news from the little guy, he hurried to the back mountain of Nanxun Thatched Cottage. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He had an agreement with Pei Shuo, when he was studying in the cottage, if he had something to find, through the code, he would naturally rush to the agreed place in the fastest time.

Houshan Waterfall, this was originally a picturesque place, the lake is rich in water and grass, reflecting the maple trees on the shore, leaping out of the waterfall like Bailian in mid-air, like a big bead and a small bead falling on the jade plate, jumping and splashing on the surface of the lake, faintly showing a three-color rainbow.

But now, the water has dried up, and only the traces of water left by the rocks prove that it once had a spectacular view.

When Pei Xingzhi arrived, he saw Pei Shuo boxing by the lake, a red-maned horse tied to a maple tree, and his head bowed to graze.

The tiger is full of wind, with an aura, even the fallen leaves are unavoidable, and they are swept into his circle, and they dance in mid-air for a long time, and they must not fall.

The wind is blowing, and it hurts on the face, like a weed on the ridge, tenacious, and it can't be dragged off, and it won't take long to hit the face, and a red trace will appear, is that the effect of Pei Shuo's fist?

There is no need to get close, Pei Xingzhi also knows that it is not suitable for him to be close to him now, Pei Shuo is in a terrible mood.

He is the eldest son of the founding marquis, and he will also inherit the title in the future.

Looking at his fierce momentum in one move, he seemed to see the phantom of Pei Shuo and his uncle overlapping together, Pei Xingzhi knew the gap between them very clearly at this moment-

However, what does it matter, he is still a person Pei Shuo trusts, isn't he.

Pei Shuo was smooth sailing, so good that people seemed to ruin him.

"Wonderful. Pei Xingzhi saw that he was gaining momentum, and the leaves that were being dragged and hovering in the air suddenly fell to the ground, so he applauded and approached, "I've only been back for a few days, and you're in trouble, let's talk about it." ”

He lifted up his robe and sat casually on the rocks on the shore, listening to his ears.

"There's a letter from home. Pei Shuo was reluctant, and quickly finished explaining the matter between the movements of his mouth, his voice was very low, almost inaudible.

If it weren't for Pei Xingzhi writing a letter back to make a small report, pinching his fingers, the reply would be a matter of the past two days, contacting him and suddenly asking him to come out, but he was depressed and boxing, maybe he couldn't guess it.

Pei Xingzhi smiled and patted Pei Shuo's shoulder to comfort him.

"Don't take the words of the elders to heart, they always have a set of tirades around how to be nice to you. Life in the world, sing about wine, go, I invite you to drink and dissipate your anger. ”

Pei Xingzhi took Pei Shuo back to the place where he lived, and raised a jar of peach blossom brew under the peach blossom tree, most of which Pei Shuo drank, and he persuaded him to drink.

“…… How good is Nanxun County, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, in the other courtyard, you are the boss, why do you have to go back to see your stepmother's face. He advised Pei Shuo.

"You have a point. Peach blossom brewing was only half drunk, Pei Shuo's face was redder than rouge, he spoke with hiccup, and his eyes couldn't turn his focus everywhere.

"You're going to get drunk. ”

Pei Shuo waved his hand, insisting that I was not drunk.

"The girl Jiang you brought back......" Pei Xingzhi saw that his eyes were already blurred and half asleep, so he mentioned Ah Yao slightly.

Pei Shuo replied in a daze: "Ah Yao, she's very good." ”

Pei Xingzhi continued: "This girl has a lot of eyes, which is not good. ”

He is anxious, he can dislike Ah Yao as a "bad bamboo shoot", but he does not allow others to say bad things about her, whoever says it will be anxious, even if it is his younger brother, he can't do it! "Nonsense! You have more eyes in your heart! You haven't been in contact with her, how do you know that she is not good!"

In the end, Pei Shuo thought that his statement was wrong, and added: "It's better not to contact her, she is too violent, she will beat people, and your small body will be unbearable." ”

“……”

I always feel that something is wrong!

Pei Xingzhi held his forehead, "That girl has a bad stomach, she came back with you to plan to rely on us, you have to be careful...... Don't be busy denying me, brother, calm down and think about whether you've been too clingy to her lately, she can't please her if she accommodates everything, where is the founding marquis's sister-in-law who laughs and scolds and lives happily on the streets of the capital, I only see a fart worm circling around the girl when I come back to live!"

Pei Shuo quieted down.

On the way back, he led the red-maned horse, and Pei Xingzhi's words echoed in his mind, and repeatedly asked in his heart whether he was too accommodating to her and circled around her.

"Help, let me go!"

Suddenly, the girl's cry for help came, crying heartbreakingly, Pei Shuo didn't want to pay attention to it, there were still fast arresters in Nanxun County, and he didn't go up to join in the fun. "Shoot the flowers, you let me go! I'd rather die than go with you!"

There was also a man's voice scolding.

Shoot the flowers!

Traffickers!

Pei Shuo's brain flashed key words, maybe he drank peach blossom brew, slightly drunk, and before he fully woke up, he turned over on his horse three or two times, and after running a few steps, he found the source of the distress signal.

The entrance of the teahouse is surrounded by the people on three floors inside and three layers outside.

The second floor of the restaurant opposite is also crowded, and there are definitely not too many people to watch the excitement.

Pei Shuo sat on a tall horse, but it was a pity that he was a little shorter, and he could barely see the scene at the door of the teahouse through the back of many heads.

A little girl of about 7 or 8 years old, wearing a paddy field skirt, that is, a rag of various colors spliced and sewn clothes, the paddy field skirt is dusty, unable to distinguish the color, clinging to the pillar in front of the teahouse and not letting go, her face is also black, under the wash of tears, revealing two extremely contrasting skin tones.

There was also a thin man next to her scolding, "What do you see, the girl is awkward, do you all have to have a good time with other people's housework." ”

But no one wanted to leave.

The little girl cried: "He is not my father, my father and mother died early, and before he died, he sent me to a good family as a child daughter-in-law, this one who suffered a thousand knives, took advantage of me and my little husband to visit the temple and abducted me, and wanted to sell me to the hook pen, fortunately I took the opportunity to escape, and I begged all the villagers to be kind enough to save my life, I will be a cow and a horse to repay me!"

Some people in the crowd sneered: "You little girl is so funny, since you are a child daughter-in-law, and you were abducted, you can't run out of the household registration if you want to come to the household registration, you make cattle and horses for others, either you have to let the main family take the risk to accept you as a black household, or the main family has to come forward to do your household registration, so that you can get rid of the fate of your child daughter-in-law." ”

The little girl's face was the color of pig's liver, and she really wouldn't have cried again in response to her.

"What howl, your master sold you to me with three dollars, that is, my person, and you still don't want to go with me?" The thin man's patience had run out, and he pulled out the other whip on his waist: "Believe it or not, I will whip you!"

Just as he raised his whip, the little girl closed her eyes in despair, and everyone sighed.

A figure sprang out.

Grabbed the whip that fell, "Slow." ”