Since Xie Qingxuan volunteered to report the news, Su Ziheng also turned the carriage.

Zhang Wanqing lifted the curtain and asked, "Uncle, what happened?" ”

Su Ziheng said: "There are people in the woods ahead of me who are ambushing, I am worried that they will be unfavorable to Miss Zhong, so I planned to go to the hill to inform them." As a result, Miss Xie went out in person, and with her, she was much safer than me. ”

Zhang Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief. Su Ziheng continued: "After Miss Xie comes back, we will leave immediately. This place is not too far from the city gate, and no matter who it is, they dare not come out in broad daylight to rob it, unless they want to rebel! ”

At this moment, the world of the Great Xia Empire is quite peaceful, except for the occasional bandits and bandits who come down the mountain to plunder, plus the occasional war in the frontier, other regions are okay.

The rebellion has never been heard of, but in the Eastern Wei Dynasty, which was in civil strife, it was often heard that the people in such and such a territory could not bear the oppression, and they rose up one after another. This is also the main reason why Su Ziheng dared to continue to go to Da Lei Village instead of returning on the spot.

Soon, Su Ziheng saw the carriage parked on the hill slowly start and drive towards himself and the others. Xie Qingxuan did a good job, and when Zhong Qinghan's carriage was halfway through, she had already returned to her carriage.

Su Ziheng arched his hand and said, "Miss Xie, thank you very much for your help." ”

Xie Qingxuan said coldly: "I just don't want you to be sad and sad if you have any accidents." ”

"Uh......" Su Ziheng suddenly had nothing to say, just now he felt that she was cold and hot-hearted, but she gave herself a hard blow, it was too sad.

Seeing that Zhong Qinghan's carriage was about to arrive, Su Ziheng didn't want to walk away without saying hello, and told Old Man Sun to wait for a while.

When the carriage approached, it was a strong man in his thirties who drove the car, his expressionless face was very cold, and he was almost the same as Xie Qingxuan. After the carriage stopped, a maid got out of the car, which was the one who gave Su Ziheng a gift yesterday.

The maid bowed down to Su Ziheng Yingying, and her voice was like a silver bell, "Slave and maid, thank you for your kindness." ”

Su Ziheng stretched out his hand to make a false gesture and said with a smile: "Miss Merciful Wind doesn't have to be so polite, we meet again." ”

Lianfeng pursed his lips and chuckled, "Sure enough, it's fate, I don't know how Su Gongzi thought of going out of the city today?" Now there is chaos outside the city. ”

Su Ziheng nodded, he had already realized this, it was only five or six miles away from the city, and someone dared to ambush him, which was indeed worthy of a gibberish word.

Su Ziheng said with a straight face: "I don't know who the merciful girl is, why is she ambushing you on the hill here?" ”

Lian Feng shook his head, and said with contempt in his eyes: "Who knows where they came from, who doesn't know whether they are alive or dead, maybe they see us going out of the city several times in a row, and they probably want to kidnap us in exchange for some ransom." ”

Su Ziheng was stunned for a moment, "In that case, then you better hurry back to the city, it's too dangerous outside, be careful." ”

Pity Feng Chu said pitifully: "This is not up to the little maid, you have to listen to the orders of our young lady." ”

Su Ziheng said "ha", and then remembered that Zhong Qinghan, who had the title of witch, was sitting in the carriage opposite, and three years ago he burned to death 60,000 Mengxi coalition troops, how could he be afraid of this ambush.

Although Su Ziheng didn't know exactly where the ambush in the woods was, he thought that most of them were brave people in the group of homeless people outside the city who were not afraid of death.

Su Ziheng thought at this moment, Zhong Qinghan, as the daughter of the Zhong family, had made great contributions three years ago, how could there be no guards by his side? Maybe she went out of the city even after sun, just to use herself as bait to catch all the ill-intentioned people among the homeless people.

"In this way, it was Su who ruined your young lady's plan." Su Ziheng smiled bitterly.

A delicate and soft woman's voice came from inside the carriage opposite, "Where is Gongzi Su, Qinghan is still very grateful for Gongzi's great kindness." ”

Su Ziheng rubbed his nose, his heart was extremely embarrassed, Zhong Qinghan's words clearly meant that he was nosy.

Su Ziheng clasped his hands into fists and said loudly: "Su is reckless, and I still hope that Miss Qinghan Haihan." Su still has something to do at the moment, so don't leave it at that, there will be a period later. ”

"Wait! The whereabouts of the light cold view of the son, it seems that he is going to Da Lei Village? If that's the case, you can go with you. ”

"This ......" Su Ziheng hesitated for a moment, "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, and I hope that Miss Qinghan won't dislike Su's boring, so she will go together." ”

Zhong Qinghan chuckled: "Su Gongzi is too humble, if a talented person like Gongzi is also boring, then there will be no interesting people in this world." Qinghan's admiration for Gongzi's [Queqiao Immortal] is tight, and it is a blessing for Qinghan to walk with him today. ”

Su Ziheng was a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Zhong Qinghan to be such a good person to deal with, it seems that everyone in the world is frightened by her name as a "witch", and there are not many people who really understand her.

Miss Qinghan lifted Su, poetry is a small way, a literati pastime, and it is not of much use in governing the country and the country. It should not be called Miss Qinghan's great talent. ”

Although the roads outside the city are not as smooth and easy to drive as in the city, they are better because the roads are wide, and the two horse-drawn carriages drive side by side, which does not seem crowded at all. Su Ziheng, who was sitting on the wheel, talked to Zhong Qinghan in the other carriage through the window.

"According to what Su Gongzi said, isn't poetry useless at all?" Ji Xiaoxiao suddenly interjected and asked rhetorically.

Regarding Ji Xiaoxiao's question, Su Ziheng was not surprised at all. He knew that Ji Xiaoxiao was a red card in the Qinglou, and he relied on learning poetry and singing songs every day to please others, if he said that poetry had no effect, wouldn't it mean that her life was meaningless?

Su Ziheng shook his head and said: "The little girl misunderstood, Su just said that poetry is useless for governing the country and the country." It's not that poetry has no effect on an individual, poetry can create a person's character and cultivate a person's sentiments. ”

"The so-called 'reading history books makes people wise, and reading poetry makes people beautiful' is exactly what it says. Reading more poetry can cultivate people's imagination and creative thinking, and at the same time, it can make people be influenced by beauty. ”

Su Ziheng was originally a high school Chinese teacher in his previous life, and the most he taught students was poetry and articles.

"Bang Bang!"

Zhong Qinghan applauded lightly and exclaimed: "So Su Gongzi still refuses to admit that he is talented, it is too humble. As she spoke, she didn't wait for Su Ziheng to speak, and after a moment of conversation, she asked, "Master Su, I don't know what you think of this homeless thing?" ”

Su Ziheng had a realization in his heart: I'm afraid this is what she wants to ask the most, and what she has been doing in the past few days, right?

For some reason, he suddenly remembered a piece he had once taught Zhang Yanghao's "Hillside Sheep Tong Caring for the Ancients". There is a sentence in it that he remembers very deeply, and then thinks of the large number of displaced people outside the city at this moment, and suddenly blurted out:

"Xing, the people are bitter; Death, the people suffer. ”