An inn on the official road was robbed by robbers, who not only took away their finances, but also killed the only son of the shopkeeper's family and a niece, who was said to have been abused to death and bled all over the inn......

The news in the market always spreads quickly, but a day's work, the things in the inn spread all over in Beijing, a spread of ten to hundreds, the businessman who is in a hurry to pass to the street to sell vegetables, and the vegetable seller to his mother-in-law, the mother-in-law can't help but tell the nephew of the uncle's family, the nephew went to send food to the Song Prime Minister's house, and told the mother-in-law of the doorkeeper as a joke, and the mother-in-law told her daughter to listen, and the daughter served by the prime minister's daughter, and told a few big girls to listen to it.

At this time, it was the time to eat, the big girl was standing on the table with a painting and holding the dishes for the beautiful person like water, this woman was only twenty-eight years old, the red lips and eyebrows on the goose egg face were delicate, and the eyelashes like long butterfly wings trembled slightly, just blocking her pair of watery eyes.

She wore an antique double-butterfly cloud-shaped thousand-water skirt, covered with a mink jacket, her hair was combed into a cloud bun, and there was only a cloud-footed pearl tendrils hairpin on it, and the cherry mouth was slightly opened, and the voice of the warbler flowed out of her mouth: "Hug the painting, stew the blood swallow sent by Brother Erxuan yesterday, and send some to my mother and father later." ”

The woman is Song Jiao, the youngest daughter of Prime Minister Song, and the word Jiaojiao has the meaning of white and flawless, and it is also the homonym of the word Jiao, which means to obtain the pearl of the pampered palm. Prime Minister Song has six sons, and there is only such a daughter, and it matters that the mansion is favored, even if these seven young ladies want the moon in the sky, someone in the Prime Minister's Mansion will rack their brains to take it down for her!

Knowing that she didn't plan to continue using it, she gently put down the ivory basket in her hand, took the silk handkerchief handed over by the little girl on the side, and held it in both hands and sent it to Song Jiao's eyes: "Yes, the slave knows." Miss is really a filial person, strange people outside the road say that Miss is a bodhisattva, and the goddess of heaven descends to earth! ”

took the silk handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, Song Jiao hooked a smile that seemed to be nothing, and her eyes bent into the shape of a crescent moon: "The goddess descends to earth?" You girl talks a lot, but you only know how to please me by saying this! With that, he waved his hand lightly, making a gesture to hug the painting.

Hugging the painting and beating the child to serve Miss Seven, knowing that she was happy to play with herself, and she couldn't lose the face of the young lady, so she pretended to hide and then was beaten, and pouted: "The slave is telling the truth, I don't believe that the young lady asked Baoqin and the book and chess, and the people outside are so praising Miss!" ”

Hug Qin and Shi Qi on the side are old and have a stable temperament, but they just responded with a smile at the moment, and did not answer, and hugged the painting and secretly spat on it: The two sisters really don't give face! I was about to say a few more good words about Miss Seven, when I heard the sound of footsteps outside.

Several people leaned towards the door, only to see a half-old girl sticking her head out of the door, and looking at the few people inside with round eyes: "See Miss for the book, please say hello to the young lady~ Say hello to the three sisters." ”

Among the four big girls who hug the piano and hold the painting, the book and the chess, the youngest and the most active, run errands on weekdays and sit in various courtyards, listen to the recent events, and come back to say that it is her task to listen to Song Jiao.

Seeing that she was back, Song Jiao smiled faintly, as if the hibiscus was in full bloom, a little more elegant than the lotus flowers in June: "Xiao Nizi ran in such a hurry, didn't she encounter something big?" Come in and tell me about it. ”

Although Da Liang advocates cultivating immortals and asks, but the real ladies are like Song Jiao's general self-cultivation, which lady or lady has a banquet, will go out to get together, weekdays are spent in the boudoir, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting practice, naturally will feel bored, helpless and can't go out, holding a banquet and enjoying the flowers is too cumbersome, this listening to the outside things as a pastime has become Song Jiao's daily life.

The waiter smiled, revealing two little tiger teeth: "Miss, you are eating, it's not suitable to talk!" ”

"What's wrong with that? That's a lot of things for you! Shi Qi is Shi Shu's own sister, and she said that she was not, but she still waved at the little girl on the side, signaling them to take down the food.

When the little girl removed all the food on the table, the waiter walked in and bowed to Song Jiao and said, "Miss An~ Then I'll talk about it?" ”

This girl! Shi Qi rubbed his eyebrows in distress, how could he have such a stupid sister! The hugging qin painting on the side couldn't help but smile, or the governor of hugging the qin, took a few steps to hold the waiter in his arms, and nodded her head: "You girl, do you think that Miss is usually easy to talk but let you bully?" Miss Fang Cai has said it all, let you say, what else do you hesitate! ”

The waiter pouted and looked at Song Jiao, who was smiling lightly: "Miss, look, my sisters always bully me, I'm afraid that Miss will feel uncomfortable after hearing it, and I'm worried about Miss!" ”

I've learned to sue! Song Jiao blocked her face with her hand and smiled softly, then beckoned to her, watching her jump to her like a rabbit, she couldn't help but reach out and pinch her slightly fat little face: "Who dares to bully our servant?" There is a young lady to support you, whoever bullies you, we will beat them up! ”

The waiter stuck out his tongue and glanced at the three big girls who were secretly laughing: "Hmph, don't meet them!" The waiter told the young lady about things, but not to them! ”

"Okay, don't let them listen! Hugging the piano and painting and serving chess, they all turned their backs, their ears were blocked, and they were not allowed to listen! Song Jiao chuckled and ordered, the little girls had already taken the initiative to retreat after cleaning up, and now there were only Song Jiao and the four big girls in the room.

"Miss! You can get used to her! The waiter stomped his foot, glanced at his triumphant girl with hatred, and still had to turn around with the hug qin and the painting.

"Hehe~" The waiter is like a little mouse that has eaten rice, laughing and smiling, Song Jiao saw her innocent smile, and she couldn't stop feeling sad in her heart, she was still a child, it was so good.

"Miss, let me tell you, there is an inn on that official road, which was inexplicably robbed by robbers and killed people! The inn was full of blood...... "The waiter said as if pouring beans, completely oblivious to the expression on Song Jiao's face that gradually stiffened.

The official road, the inn, the woman ...... "Waiter, some time ago, the lord of Xi County in the south of the Yangtze River was called to rush to the capital?" Song Jiao's voice was no longer indifferent before, but a little more imperceptible panic.

"Is Miss talking about Lord Xi's county lord of the Yun Wangye's family? She did enter Beijing in the name of the Empress Dowager, and not long ago, a messenger sent a letter to report that she was not far from Beijing......"