Chapter 63: Departure (3)

The old lady looked very old, with goosebumps, slumped shoulders and a shrunken back, a wrinkled face and a squinted eyes that seemed to be photophobic. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info When she saw Zhu Qingheng coming, she smiled tremblingly and said, "Little lady, do you want to have a few peony cakes?" ā€

Zhu Qingheng was really worried that she was going to fall to the ground after speaking, she waved her hand and said, "No, ......" Before she finished speaking, she felt that she was really pitiful, and changed her words, "Give me two." ā€

"Okay, good," the old lady lifted the white cloth on the basket, wrapped two cakes in oiled paper and handed them to Zhu Qingheng, while saying, "It's all self-grown peonies, but they're fresh." ā€

Zhu Qingheng stood next to him and said with a smile: "The peony cakes sold in Luoyang are all growing peonies in their own homes?" ā€

The old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Hehe, there is this tradition." ā€

Zhu Qingheng wrote on the note that the place where he met Luo Chuan was a place that sold peony cakes near the annex. She also chose peony cakes because they are very common on the streets of Luoyang, and I believe they are also sold near the courtyard. But she waited for a while, absentmindedly chatting with the old lady without a match, and no one came, suspecting that he had not received the note, or that something else had happened. She became more and more anxious in her heart, looking at the high wall of the courtyard for a while, and looking at the direction of the street entrance to the main road for a while, and after waiting for a while, she was afraid that someone would chase her, so she didn't dare to wait any longer.

Zhu Qingheng turned around and walked towards the entrance of the alley, and the old lady selling peony cakes stopped her behind her back: "Little lady, you have something missing." ā€

Zhu Qingheng turned his head in confusion and saw that there was an extra paper ball on the ground. She frowned slightly, looked suspicious, and waved her hand, "It's not mine." ā€

The old lady insisted, "It fell from you." ā€

Zhu Qingheng looked at her in surprise, and suddenly laughed out loud. She jumped up on her toes and caught it, and didn't unfold it, but smiled: "Brother Luo, when is this time, you are still in the mood to tease me." ā€

The old lady's cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and a look of vigor and mischievous appeared on the old woman's face, and she laughed and said, "You haven't noticed me since we stood together for so long, why did you guess my words?" ā€

Zhu Qingheng smiled and said, "I only thought that this old lady was in good physical strength, so when there were no guests, I stood firmly and did not sit on the steps to rest. Whoever told you to pretend to be a ghost and throw a ball of paper on the ground, I will also deceive you, and you will admit it yourself. ā€

Luo Chuan touched his nose: "Looking at it this way, my skills are not yet at home." ā€

Zhu Qingheng saw his excited appearance, stuck out his tongue, and said, "Let's leave Luoyang quickly." ā€

Luo Chuan said: "You haven't told me what happened. ā€

Zhu Qingheng shuddered, took his hand and said, "Talk while walking." ā€

"Wait a minute," Luo Chuan said with a smile, "Since we are running away from marriage, we can't go out of the city so swaggeringly." ā€

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There was a long queue in front of the north gate of Luoyang City, and several officers and soldiers stood at the door to compare the portraits of people out of the city. A pair of grandchildren also lined up with a flat pole, one was an old lady with goosebumps, and the other was a barefoot boy. The boy wore a red hair tie in a bun, his round face tanned and shiny, and a few freckles scattered on his nose. Now he is also turning his head around, looking very lively. The old lady looked very old, and walked tremblingly as if the person on the other side would frighten her by talking loudly.

The old lady asked, "Young man, what's going on?" It's okay in the morning, why don't you let us out now? ā€

The person in front of her turned his head, deliberately lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "It's not that I won't let you out, I heard that I don't know whose noble girl in Luoyang was kidnapped." So check them one by one here, and if there is no problem, they will be released. ā€

The old lady put the pole on the ground, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said, "How long will it take?" ā€

The man in front said: "There are eleven or twelve people in front of us, and we can't slow down." ā€

The little boy was playing with the rope on the flat pole, when he suddenly saw a group of people coming from afar, and the leader was wearing a military uniform, and his appearance was not heroic, but very elegant. His face changed, he kicked the old lady, and cried with a flat mouth: "Grandma, grandma, are you okay?" ā€

This old lady and this little boy are naturally Luo Chuan and Zhu Qingheng in disguise. Luo Chuan was suddenly kicked by her, and he was a little puzzled, and when he turned around, he also happened to see the team of people coming from afar. He saw it more clearly than Zhu Qingheng, and naturally recognized that the leading figure was General Li, who had followed Ling Houye from birth to death for many years. He immediately understood Zhu Qingheng's thoughts, so his body shook for a while, barely holding on to the flat dan, looking like he was about to faint.

Zhu Qingheng hurriedly ran to the officers and soldiers who were comparing the portraits, and quickly glanced at the portraits, not to mention that the paintings really had a bit of charm. Then cried: "A few officials are doing well, my grandmother is old......" After saying this word, she couldn't help but slap herself in her heart, how could such a poor child speak so civilly, "She can't hold it anymore, we still have to walk several miles home, can you let us go first?" ā€

The officers and soldiers had a good heart, and when they heard Zhu Qingheng say this, they asked them to come over. Zhu Qingheng hurriedly ran back with Luochuan over with a happy face, and the officers and soldiers took the portrait and glanced at them hastily, nodded and said, "Let's get out of the city." ā€

Zhu Qingheng hurriedly said, "Thank you, master." He concentrated on carrying Luo Chuan out of the city gate. After leaving the city, he walked forward more than a dozen steps, looked back slightly, and sure enough, General Li rode all the way to the city gate, dismounted and talked with those officers and soldiers.

Zhu Qingheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the two walked a few miles like this, and happened to see a melon field, with many watermelons in the field, all of which were round and bulging, and they looked very cute.

Luo Chuan was thirsty, so he went into the field and took a watermelon, and when he lifted it up, the guati was broken. Then he made a finger on the watermelon, and the watermelon immediately split in half. He handed half of it to Zhu Qingheng, Zhu Qingheng held the watermelon, was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "It's a pity that there is no leap soil here, so I can't fork your monkey." ā€

Luo Chuan wondered: "What leap soil?" ā€

Zhu Qingheng shook his head and did not answer, smiling. She had finally loosened the strings that had been tight since last night, and she only felt happy and relieved for a while before she blurted out this cross-dimensional ridicule.

Luo Chuan didn't ask, ate the melon in a few bites, and then asked, "You haven't said why you want to leave Luoyang." ā€

Zhu Qingheng smiled and said, "Hey, we have only been in Luoyang for five days, but I feel as if five months have passed." It all started last night. ā€