In early autumn, when the weather was dry and lukewarm, Huiya sat in the carriage, and was tired of embroidering with the big girl, so she climbed to the front of the carriage, sat on the wheel, and watched the convoy go forward mightily, and the scenery on the way into Beijing was just right.

There are official roads and small roads on the road into Beijing, and this section is the smoothest official road, Hui Ya was panicked in the carriage, so she took leave with Mrs. Lian, got out of the carriage, sat on the wheel in front of the carriage, and enjoyed the cool while watching the scenery.

Sitting on the swaying carriage, the breeze makes people feel refreshed, and the golden rice fields on both sides of the road are blowing, and the breeze blows, and the fields seem to be rippling with a sea of golden waves, which makes people feel that their mood is much more open.

The peasants who were working in the fields were harvesting the grain while the weather was good, and some of the rice had already been tied into bunches, and it was thought that they would be transported back in bundles, which was the hope that the peasants had been looking forward to for a whole year.

"Sister Huiya, what are you doing?" Just when Hui Ya looked into the distance with a smile on her lips, a small figure suddenly crawled out of the carriage, he looked left and right with his dark eyes open, and asked Hui Ya in a milky voice.

"Oh, little tiger, how did you crawl out?" Huiya watched Xiaohu look out with big eyes, and hurriedly turned around and hugged him, and stuffed him back into the carriage. Although it is now on the official road, there are still bumps in the road, Xiaohu is too young, if he climbs on the wheel and accidentally falls, it will be a fatal thing.

"I was looking at the scenery outside, you see these peasants, they are all harvesting crops." Huiya didn't dare to let Xiaohu sit on the wheel, so she simply hugged Xiaohu and sat outside the carriage. The curtain of the car was lifted a little, so that Xiaohu could see the situation outside, but the people outside could not see Mrs. Lian inside.

"Oh...... This field is so big! Xiaohu opened his eyes wide, he had grown up in the mountains since he was a child, and he had never seen such a large area of farmland, Xiaohu's excited eyes lit up, and he waved his little hands very happily.

"Daddy, Daddy!" Turning his head to see the tall figure of Master Lian, Xiaohu waved his hand more vigorously, "Daddy, ride a horse!" ”

"Okay, ride a horse!" Lian Qingshan looked at Xiaohu's happy appearance, turned the horse's head and approached the carriage, stretched out his hand to fish, and fished Xiaohu in his arms. Xiaohu sat in front of Master Lian, his field of vision was much higher than when he was in the carriage, and he couldn't do it happily, waving his little hands and shouting, obviously very excited.

Huiya listened to Xiaohu's excited voice, and only felt that she was in a very good mood, but she was not good to be outside for too long, so she entered the carriage and saw that the big girl was embroidering next to Mrs. Lian, so she also picked up the flower bandage and embroidered it carefully.

Seeing a pale pink rose, from invisible to quietly blooming on the embroidered cloth, Huiya's mood became better and better, with a faint smile on her face and a trace of expectation in her heart, hoping to arrive in the capital as soon as possible.

"Huiya, your flowers are so well embroidered!" The girl was tired of embroidering flowers at this time, and when she looked up, she saw the roses embroidered by Huiya, and she suddenly felt amazing, "This rose flower, like blooming on the cloth, is alive!" ”

"Really? Show me! Mrs. Lian heard the girl's admiration, put down the travelogue in her hand, and also read it. When Mrs. Lian took Huiya's flower bandage in her hand, she couldn't help but admire, "Huiya is not very old, and the embroidery is so good, you, usually teach the girl more when you have time." ”

"It's just casual embroidery...... Although Huiya is already familiar with Mrs. Lian, she is still very embarrassed to blush at Mrs. Lian's straightforward praise. Although Huiya was embarrassed to be praised, she didn't have too many thoughts in her heart that she was a girl and wanted to keep the respect and humility of the master and servant, so she accepted it with a smile.

The carriage went all the way to the north, the weather gradually cooled, and in addition to the autumn and winter in the north, it was colder than in the south, and when there were still hundreds of miles away from the capital, it was already necessary to wear a cotton jacket to resist the cold.

"It's freezing so fast this day!" Mrs. Lian sighed after getting out of the carriage, and shivered excitedly.

In order to prevent Mrs. Lian from being frozen, a thick cotton quilt was laid in the originally built carriage, and a small stove was burned.

"Yes, ma'am, don't be busy cooking this weather, I'll do what you need to do." Xiangmo and Huiya supported Mrs. Lian left and right, and opened their mouths to persuade.

A few days ago, there was a strange old man in the team, who claimed to be called Xian Yunzi, an old man with high martial arts and a great appetite, but an extremely strange temper.

It is not easy to break through the rivers and lakes, or if you want to find a long-term meal ticket or something, the old man has never left since he ate in the Lianjia convoy once.

And the old man was an extremely greedy man, and he had to eat a lot of every meal, and his favorite food was the food cooked by Mrs. Lian. The other people, namely Xiangmo and Huiya, can barely eat some of the food, what the cook cooks, but this old way refuses to move a mouthful, obviously in addition to being greedy, he is also very picky.

"It's okay, it's not too tiring these days, Daoist Xianyunzi is a highly respected person, you two should be polite." Mrs. Lian smiled and shook her head, hearing her father say that this Xianyunzi is a famous master in the rivers and lakes, and it is a good thing that many people dream of to invite Xianyunzi to be Chenguang's master.

I'm just tired from cooking, but it's not in the way at all. Xiangmo and Huiya didn't know the identity of the old way, so it was no wonder that although they respected him, they didn't have enough respect for him, but they couldn't help but respect him.

"Yes!" Hui Ya saw Mrs. Lian's attention, and her heart moved slightly, could it be that this Xianyunzi Daoist still has some origins? If you are really so powerful, you can learn a trick and a half from him, even if you can't be a martial arts master, you can strengthen your body, and it is good to have multiple ways to save your life when necessary.

With this in mind, Hui Ya became more and more careful when preparing meals every day. When Mrs. Lian's body could stand it, she carefully prepared side dishes, and when Mrs. Lian was tired, Huiya rolled up her sleeves and went into battle, and she also hollowed out her mind to match the dishes, striving to make Xianyunzi eat happily, and it would be good if she could learn a trick and a half by the way.

Even if Hui Ya already thinks highly of this Xian Yunzi, when the whole team was in a desperate situation when the catastrophe happened, Hui Ya was surprised to find that her knowledge was still too shallow, and her estimate of Xian Yunzi was too low.

This also starts with a feather arrow that was fiercely nailed to Mrs. Lian's carriage. (To be continued.) )