"There's no way, my father has already agreed, but it's really not good, so I'll pass on the reason why the champion Hou came to pick up Qiao Mo. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info This is not only a good story, but also will not damage the reputation of Shangshufu. ”

"What's the reason?"

He said he dreamed of Zhaozhao.

Is that okay? Mao's eyes widened, and his lips trembled for a long time, unable to speak.

"What my father promised, it's okay if it doesn't work, let's arrange it quickly." Ko Bohai urged.

When the little girl Qiao Wan knew that she was going to be picked up by the bad guy who killed her sister, she was stunned, but she still firmly remembered the identity of the daughter of the Qiao family, and now that her brother is sick again, she can't be coquettish and let the people of her grandfather's family look down on her.

So the little girl endured it until she got into the carriage and cried out.

Shao Mingyuan, who was riding on a horse, held the reins.

"General, the little girl is crying." The guard reminded.

It was already dark, the lights of the shops on the street were out, and the group of people walking on the road, coupled with the faint cry of a girl in the carriage, made the occasional passerby run away in fright.

Shao Mingyuan turned his horse's head and came to the carriage, turned over and dismounted, and bent down into the carriage.

There was a lamp in the carriage, and a neatly dressed mother-in-law in her forties was waiting for Qiao Mo, helpless against the girl's crying, and when she saw Shao Mingyuan coming in, she said embarrassedly: "Master Hou, the old slave is not good to coax—"

"Take care of Mr. Qiao."

Shao Mingyuan looked at Qiao Wan, whose eyes were red from crying, and asked gently, "Why are you crying?" ”

"My eldest brother and I don't want to go to your house."

"Like to live in my grandfather's house?"

Hearing Shao Mingyuan ask, Qiao Wan frowned.

In fact, she doesn't like to live in her grandfather's house, she likes to live in the apricot grove in Jiafeng, and she also likes to live in Qiaofu in the capital.

But my grandfather's family has cousins, what does this bad family have?

"Can you send us back?"

"What do you call me?" Facing the girl who was only seven or eight years old, Shao Mingyuan asked with a smile.

Joe pouted.

This person is really annoying, do you want to hear her call him brother-in-law?

Phew, think beautifully!

"I said, can you send us back?"

The person being questioned closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the car to recuperate, and did not respond to the little girl's question.

Under the candlelight, his face was pale, his eyebrows were as black as ink, and the stark contrast between black and white made his whole person cold.

"Don't pretend to be asleep-" Qiao Wan reached out to drag Shao Mingyuan, her fingertips touched the other party's cold hand, and she suddenly retracted, a little fear suddenly appeared in her heart, and blurted out, "Brother-in-law? ”

Shao Mingyuan opened his eyes, and his dark eyes showed a smile: "Huh? ”

She had already shouted out, and for a little girl, it would not be difficult to shout again, she bit her lip and said angrily: "Brother-in-law, why are you scary, I asked you just now, can you send us back." ”

"I can't." Someone answered crisply.

Qiao Wan's eyes widened angrily: "You, didn't you ask me to call you brother-in-law, and you agreed?" ”

"Uh, no, you call me brother-in-law, I just know you're going to talk to me."

"You, you...... Swindler! Qiao Wan pursed her lips in anger and stopped talking.

Shao Mingyuan had no experience in coaxing children, and when he saw that she didn't cry, he bent over and went out.

Qiao Wan: "......" How can there be such a person, it is really a big villain!

The carriage gradually disappeared into the night, and when the morning dawn started the day again, the news that the champion Hou had picked up his uncle because of his deceased wife's dream instantly spread all over the streets.

Whether a thing can become a gossip that people are happy to spread is something that is exquisite.

The identity of the champion Hou, the dream of the deceased wife, and the encounter of the uncle, each factor can instantly touch people's gossip nerves, and when these three are combined, it is naturally the best talking point for people after dinner.

Qiao Zhao slept all night and was eating flower rolls, and Ah Zhu, who came back from a walk around the big kitchen, told her about this gossip.

"Ahem, cough, cough-" Hearing the news at first glance, Qiao Zhao accidentally bit his lower lip and immediately bit his lower lip to bleed.

She coughed again and again, waved her hand at Ah Zhu, who was about to pat her on the back, and asked slowly, "Now the people outside really say that?" Champion Hou dreamed of ...... Did his dead daughter-in-law give him a dream? ”

"Really, now the vegetable sellers on the street are saying that the champion Hou has a deep love for his deceased wife."

Go to his deep love and righteousness, go to his dead wife to dream, that bastard is really talking nonsense without blinking, she is still alive, where did the dead wife come from to dream?

Qiao Zhao closed his eyes to calm down, and instructed Bing Ludao: "Go and call me the morning light." ”

It was inconvenient for the morning light of the West Cross Courtyard to come over, and Qiao Zhao still saw him in the pavilion.

"Isn't the girl going out today?"

"Out."

Chenguang was stunned.

He just asked casually, such a big sun, he didn't want to go out!

"Go to Chunfeng Tower."

"Okay, the little one is going to prepare the horses!" A certain coachman came to life in an instant.

What is a hot day? Later, he heard from Chi Gongzi's little servant Taosheng that Chi Gongzi was waiting for heat stroke in order to see the three girls!

Look at what kind of spirit people are here, if he doesn't work hard for the general, it will really be no fun.

"Wait, I have something for you." Qiao Zhao didn't understand why this coachman seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and said with a calm face.

"Girl, please." The morning light returns.

"Yesterday, General Shao went to Kou Shangshu's Mansion and picked up Qiao Gongzi?"

"Ahh

"Then why didn't I listen to you?"

Chenguang looked wronged: "Girl, the general didn't tell the little one." Think about it, what is the identity of the general, what is the identity of the small one, what are the plans of the general, how can you discuss it with the small one, do you say yes or no? ”

Miss Joe's face darkened.

What she meant was that Shao Mingyuan wanted to pick up his eldest brother and didn't reveal it to her at all!

Yesterday we met and had a good attitude of admitting mistakes, and now she understands that she co-authored to admit her mistakes and admit her mistakes, and she should continue to go her own way!

"Then you go and prepare the car." Qiao Zhao stood up and walked out with Ice Green.

Li Jiao, who was next to the flower stand, appeared in shape, held the rose branch and thought about it, went back to the house and hurriedly changed into men's clothes, and went out with the maid dressed as a small maid, stuffed a piece of broken silver to the idler who was squatting in the corner of the wall basking in the sun, and said: "Quietly follow the green curtain carriage parked in the corner of the wall over there, see where the carriage goes, come back quickly and tell us, the rest of the silver is yours." ”

The bright broken silver was placed in front of him, which was tantamount to a pie in the sky for the idler, so he hurriedly agreed, and when the small blue-curtained carriage moved, he quietly followed.

Chenguang hummed a little song to drive the car, and was in a very happy mood, and inadvertently turned around and glimpsed a figure falling behind the carriage from afar.

Although the man was not close to the carriage, out of the sensitivity cultivated by the general in the Northland for many years, Chenguang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Yo, someone is following!