The ox cart cut through the field path, and although it was difficult to walk, it was a shortcut, and the speed was much faster. It didn't take long for the www.biquge.info ox cart to emerge from the green gauze tent in the ridges.

After walking about a cup of tea on the bank of the river, the south gate of Zhibei County, which was built with blue bricks, was already faintly visible.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

The old man pulled the reins of the oxcart and gently trumpeted in his mouth. The old ox had long understood human nature, and slowly parked the ox cart under the shade of a large willow tree with one person hugging the stout.

The sunlight shines through the canopy of the trees and falls on the ground, making it look particularly dappled. The breeze blows, and the drooping willow branches are like the slender waist of a southern beauty swaying with the wind, which is indescribably beautiful.

A few unknown birds stood on top of the treetops, chirping, and there was a touch of agility in the silence.

Jin Wansan glanced at Situ Xing, who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, waved his hand with some disgust, the yellow finches on the treetops were frightened, fluttering their wings and flying up to the sky, faintly a few white down feathers fell, blown by the wind, and drifted to nowhere.

Situ Xing, who was enjoying himself, frowned slightly, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't have any expression on his face, let alone accuse Jin Wansan of anything.

The old man wrapped the reins of the ox around the big willow tree, pulled some fresh green artemisia grass nearby, put it in the mouth of the old ox, and let it chew.

Looking at the old scalper who was eating Zhengxiang, the old man stretched out his hand with some joy and gently stroked the scalper's cheek. The old scalper also enjoyed this caress very much, stretched out his thick and long barbed tongue, and gently licked the old rough palm.

Grunt!

Grunt!

Grunt!

The friction between the wheel hub and the axle makes a tooth-aching sound.

In the distance, I saw a man leading a donkey, and the donkey pulled a dilapidated wooden cart that seemed to fall apart at any time.

When they got closer, Lao Shi and Jin Wansan realized that the person leading the donkey was none other than the man in sackcloth, and the embroidery girl was leaning on the donkey cart with dull eyes, and her face was indescribably pale.

"Could it be that Master Situ is the one he is waiting for?"

The two couldn't help but secretly say in their hearts.

"Benefactor. ”

When the old man saw the man in Mai, the man in Mai also saw a few people under the big willow tree. I thought it was a few passing merchants.

But when he saw Situ Xing, his face suddenly showed gratitude, and without any hesitation, he stepped forward and knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Situ Xing a few times, and then stood up and said excitedly.

"If it weren't for the benefactor's righteous insistence, my Baoya would definitely be assassinated by thieves, and I don't know whether I live or die. ”

Situ Xing slowly opened his eyes, perhaps because of the relationship between closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, his eyes were surprisingly bright. Glancing at Bao Ya, who looked grateful, he set his eyes on the embroidery girl with a dull expression, like a puppet.

"Have you ever held a grudge?"

"My lord, you are the great benefactor of our family, how can the little one not know what to do. ”

Bao Ya's face turned pale, and he hurriedly waved his hand and quickly defended.

"I'm not asking you. Xiuniang, I have seen through your lover's tricks, and you have been ruined and will never be able to return to your hometown, have you ever resented?"

Situ Xing didn't look at Bao Ya, but stared at the embroidery girl with unkempt hair and stinky body.

"My lord, Xiu Niang's mind is a little confused, how can she resent my lord. ”

Bao Ya looked at the embroidered girl with dull eyes and a dull face, like a walking corpse, with a sad look in her eyes, and said in a choked voice.

"I didn't ask you, Xiuniang, have you ever resented today's punishment?"

Situ Xing's eyes were like knives, forcing him to look into the empty eyes of the embroidered girl. Under his forced gaze, the embroidery girl dodged meaningfully, and there was a trace of emotion in her eyes.

"Do you think the penalty is too heavy?"

Situ Xing's words were like knives, pointing directly at people's hearts, and a look of struggle appeared on Xiuniang's sluggish face.

"To complain, or not to complain?"

Situ Xing's voice was loud, as if there was a special magic power.

"The slave family doesn't dare!"

There was a hint of brilliance in the empty eyes of the embroidered girl, and she glanced at Situ Xing with a complicated look, knelt on the car, lowered her head, and said in a whisper.

"Don't dare, that's still a grudge. ”

Situ Xing's waist was straight, his eyes were staring directly at the eyes of the embroidered girl, and his voice was like a cold wind, and he shuddered instantly.

"The little one uses his life to promise the adult, and the embroidery girl will not resent the adult. ”

Bao Ya hurriedly stepped forward, pulled the sleeve of the embroidery girl, and said a little anxiously.

"Xiuniang, tell your lord quickly, you have no resentment in your heart. ”

The embroidery girl looked at Bao Ya, who looked anxious, and her eyes showed hesitation and struggle. His mouth trembled, and he wanted to say something, but the words seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Do you think this sentence is too severe?"

Situ Xing didn't seem to see the hesitation and hesitation in the embroidery girl's eyes, looked at the green wicker, and said to himself.

The look in the eyes of the embroidered girl was heavier, thinking that there would be no chance to return to her hometown in this life, and there would be no chance to see the white-haired Gao Tang, she couldn't help but feel sad. There was a twinkle of tears in his eyes.

"The human heart is inherently evil, and it is not enough to tame it without imposing heavy punishment. ”

"Heavy sentences for misdemeanors are also helpless. ”

Situ Xing watched quietly, sighed softly, and said with some melancholy.

Xiuniang listened to Si Tuxing's helpless sigh, as if it was like a lightning strike, and the resentment in her heart was much less for some reason.

"This is a hundred taels of silver, you keep it, and when you arrive in Beijun, you can set up a house and start a new life again. ”

Situ Xing took out a silver ticket from his arms, stuffed it into Bao Ya's hand without saying anything, and said solemnly.

"Benefactor, this is unacceptable. This is not to be done. You have a great favor to my family, how can I ask for your silver taels again. ”

Bao Ya looked at the white and silver tickets in his hand, hurriedly waved his hand, and said anxiously.

"Hugh has to say more. ”

Situ Xing's eyes firmly stuffed the silver ticket into Bao Ya's hand, and said very seriously:

"There will be more places to use money in the future. With this silver ticket, at least you and the embroidery girl can live more comfortably, so that you will not have no tiles to cover your head and live in a foreign land. ”

"This... ”

Seeing that Bao Ya still wanted to excuse himself, Situ Xing said in a cold voice:

"You always want to embroider the weak woman who sleeps on the street with you, right?"

Situ Xing's words seemed to be a steel knife inserted into Bao Ya's heart in an instant, and it seemed to hit his death point, Bao Ya's eyes slid over the delicate body of the embroidered girl, thinking of the pain of not covering his body with a piece of tile and being in a foreign land, his heart couldn't help shrinking, and even the hand that pushed the silver ticket was stagnant.

Seeing that Bao Ya was hesitating, Xiu Niang hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"The slave family is a peasant girl, farming day and night, what kind of hardship has not been suffered, where is the body as precious as the daughter of the city. ”