Qiao Zhao was slightly stunned. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There was a girl smiling at her? I can't believe it!

Since she became a little girl Li Zhao, she thought that the man who robbed all the girls made them hate it so much.

At this moment, Miss Qiao was in a delicate mood.

Zhu Yan was also stunned.

Why did she think that Miss Li San's instantaneous daze made people want to laugh so much?

"Zhaozhao. Old Madam Deng spoke up and pulled back Qiao Zhao's attention.

"Grandmother. ”

Old Madam Deng smiled lovingly: "Zhaozhao, would you like to write a picture for the ladies and girls present?"

Qiao Zhao replied calmly: "I don't want to." ”

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Deng was a little surprised, and everyone present had wonderful expressions.

In front of everyone, the opportunity to simply refuse to be in the limelight is rare.

"Three girls!" Old Madam Jiang coughed heavily, with a warning in her voice.

What does this girl think? Since she can really write a good hand, what is Qiao at this time?

"What's the matter?" Old Madam Deng did not change her expression, and her attitude was still kind.

"Buddhism is not a place to show off. Qiao Zhao replied.

Her purpose has been achieved, how can she use her grandfather's words to sensationalize again?

Qiao Zhao didn't quite understand what these people were thinking.

What does it matter to them whether her handwriting is good or not? Anyway, they can't want their son to marry her.

Qiao Zhao's words blocked the ladies speechless, Du Feixue was unwilling, and retorted: "Li San, are you shirking, right? If you don't write, how can you prove that you can write such good words?"

Qiao Zhao looked at this girl and wanted to sigh, and asked her, "The master of Shuying Nunnery can't prove it?"

One sentence instantly made Du Feixue dare not even speak, so she had to bite her lip with hatred and stare at her silently.

When Zhu Shi saw it, he hurriedly gave Du Feixue a look, and pulled his daughter behind him and stopped coming out.

Her own daughter is far from being the opponent of Miss Lisan, so don't rush up and laugh in vain.

It's just that this Li San girl doesn't have the same impression she had in the past.

Zhu subconsciously glanced at Li Jiao.

As a result, her short-lived sister-in-law's daughter may not have such a smooth life in the future.

Li Jiao's mother still took a lot of care of Zhu's younger siblings before her death, and Zhu naturally had some sincere feelings for Li Jiao, but that's all, each family's life is still their own.

Li Jiao had a gentle smile on his face, and his heart had already turned upside down.

Li San would never have been able to write such good words, she must have made some kind of heart to coax that teacher, otherwise how could she be so pushy and obstructive if she was asked to write a word now?

Hehe, today in Dafu Temple, you have a legitimate reason to block the population, then it will be good to grow up in the future, sooner or later one day she will have to rip off her skin in front of everyone.

No matter how unwilling the people in the hall and outside the hall were, they still couldn't see the words of the third girl Li when they finished the show, and because of this, almost everyone was impressed by the third girl of the Li province.

On the way back, the carriages were drawn up one after another, and slowly moved forward on the road, and when they entered the city, the speed was even slower, like a snail crawling.

The masters in the carriage waited anxiously, and sent their subordinates to investigate.

After a while, the people who inquired about the news turned around one after another, wiped the sweat that was squeezed out by the crowd and said: "Mrs. Huiyu, it was the champion Hou who led the soldiers to escort the coffins of the fallen soldiers into the city, and the people were watching." ”

When the ladies heard this, they lifted the curtain and looked ahead, and the endless traffic made people despair.

They were still able to sit in the carriage, but the daughters and granddaughters they brought couldn't stand it, and they were particularly yearning for the young and handsome champion Hou, so they begged one after another: "Mother (grandmother), anyway, we are waiting in the car, why don't we abandon the car and walk, just to express our reverence for the fallen soldiers." ”

The ladies slandered with a heart: Look at our daughter (granddaughter), in order to look at the champion Hou, her head suddenly came alive, and the reason is so good!

So they allowed the girls to abandon the car and walk under the escort of the maid.

Qiao Zhao had made up her mind to stay in the carriage and wait slowly, but a sentence she overheard made her change her mind: "I heard that the coffin of the general's wife is also among them, and the general personally escorted it back." ”

Her coffin?

Shao Mingyuan went out of the city to pick up her coffin and return to the Jing'an Hou Mansion?

It's hard to put into words.

Qiao Zhao stopped on the side of the road with the girls of Loei and waited with the people.

In the distance, the white expanse gradually approached, and people saw that it was the soldiers who were slowly advancing in white.

The coffins of the fallen heroes were carried by the carriages, and they were so heavy that they were suffocating.

The people on both sides of the road were silent, and no one spoke, and they watched the heroes enter the city with the most pious and mournful eyes.

Gradually, low sobs rang out in the crowd.

Those who wept restrained and endured, unwilling to howl and cry to ruin the solemn atmosphere at the moment.

In these coffins, which gray-haired mother's son-in-law, what young woman's husband, and how many of the bones have been left forever in the far north?

They were sons, husbands, fathers, but at the same time warriors who defended the people of the Great Liang from the iron hooves of the Tartars.

Many years ago, the murderous Northern Qi people once captured Shanhaiguan, and the people of the city were wantonly slaughtered by the Northern Qi people, and the fate of the woman was unbearable to witness.

Time can heal many things, but there are still some things that can't be healed.

If there is a Tartar attack, I am willing to put on a battle robe for my sons and daughters in the family, which is the most simple idea of many people in Daliang.

There are so many people on the side of the road, they may usually quarrel over trivial things, but at this moment, they are invariably silent.

Use silence to send the souls of these fallen soldiers on their last journey.

Qiao Zhao's gaze fell on the young man in the lead.

He did not ride a horse, but walked beside a black coffin.

Without the vigor of entering the city that day, the young general's lips were chapped, a short cyan stubble appeared on his chin, and even the white robe was gray-yellow, and his body was full of embarrassment, but it still did not affect his outstanding and heroic appearance.

The gaze of countless young girls was either subtle or unveiled on him.

Qiao Zhao crossed him and stared at the black coffin.

Inside, is she really lying there?

One day, she would stand on the side of the road, watching the coffin containing her body slowly move forward with countless people.

At this moment, Qiao Zhao was a little stupid.

No one knows that she is her, and how lonely she is in this world.

How lucky she is to be born from the dead.

Qiao Zhao thought about it, and at the moment when Shao Mingyuan was about to walk by, a strong force suddenly came from behind her, pushing her out suddenly.