Chapter 7: The Test

Since that day, Cao Alcohol proposed to let Jiang Banxia and his father's old friend Lu Cheng recognize each other, there has been no movement.

She couldn't figure out what Cao Alcohol was thinking, but now she must still be useful to Cao Alcohol, after all, it was enough to let the busy factory company take time out to look for her, which was enough to show what Cao Alcohol wanted from her or from her father.

The weeds in her mouth were spit to the ground by Jiang Banxia, she was lying in the shade on the corner with her head in her hands, the clothes on her body were tattered, and she could even see the cotton wool running out of it, but fortunately, it was still cotton inside, much better than other beggars on the street corner.

She has been lurking on this street, waiting for a person named Zhao Han to pass by and kill him if necessary, this is the test that Cao Alcohol gave her, she must pass this test, only in this way can she climb up little by little with the help of Cao Alcohol's appreciation and trust... She wants to grasp her destiny and not wander like duckweed.

Jiang Banxia half-squinted his eyes while watching the pedestrians rubbing shoulders on the street, a window in the private room on the second floor of the teahouse on the street was slowly pushed open.

After Fila pushed open the window, he stood sideways beside Cao Yu, and he couldn't help but frown: "Although this woman's personality is different from other women, she is... Woman, the subordinate is afraid that she will delay the overseer's business. ”

Cao Yu lightly lifted the tea lid, skimmed the tea foam and raised his eyes: "How long have you been with our family?" ”

Fila replied respectfully: "More than four years."

"It's been so long." Cao Yu sighed: "After so long, haven't you learned something?" ”

Cao Yu's shrill voice was extremely oppressive, and Fei Le only felt cold sweat on his forehead, and he arched his hand and said, "Please make it clear to the overseer." ”

Cao Yu unhurriedly placed the teacup in his hand on the table and wiped the tea stains on his hands with a hand towel: "Don't underestimate anyone, especially women and our family." ”

This sentence turned back and forth in Fille's heart, and Cao Ol's words were not only not wrong but very right, because the person who offended him at the beginning has now become a handful of loess......

"I hope she's still worth something." Cao Alcohol's gaze turned faintly to the window.

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In early spring, the weather is hot and cold, hot people sweat when the sun comes out, and shiver when there is no sun, but this does not stop people's enthusiasm for shopping.

The only unpleasant thing is the beggars begging along the street, the pickles that have been saved for a winter emit a foul smell, and the passers-by look at these beggars with the eyes of them like rats in the gutter, all of them are hiding, let alone approaching.

"Reach out." A female voice as crisp as a yellow oriole sounded above Jiang Banxia's head.

She looked up numbly.

The girl was stunned for a moment at Shangjiang Banxia Qing Lingling's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that these eyes were really good-looking, clean and light amber, like a precious gem.

"I see that everyone else has bowls in front of them, but there are empty ones in front of you." The girl bit her lower lip and asked hesitantly, "Don't you have a bowl to put on?" ”

Jiang Banxia stared at the girl in front of her who suddenly had a kind heart without saying a word, she thought that there was a beggar to stir up trouble and fight for territory.

The girl was not annoyed, she snorted, and said to herself, "It turned out to be a little mute." ”

The girl took out a few copper plates from her palm, and she didn't feel dirty and stuffed them directly into Jiang Banxia's hand: "I only have this money, which is probably enough for you to eat a few steamed buns or buns." ”

After saying that, she didn't look back and ran away.

Jiang Banxia expressionlessly threw these copper plates with the girl's body temperature into the broken bowls of several beggars nearby.

She leaned her head back against the wall and continued to be in a daze.

......

"Dad, just now I saw a strange little beggar who begged without a bowl!" The girl said coquettishly.

The strong man beside her who screamed like an iron tower softened into a ball of cotton.

"Good Sakura." The strong man lowered his head and touched the girl's hairy head: "It's probably because he is so poor that he doesn't have a bowl." ”

The girl was a little puzzled, and she looked up at the big man.

The strong man sighed: "This world is too difficult, Dad hopes that Sakura will be happy and safe in the future." ”

Zhao Ying didn't know why her father suddenly said such a thing, but she still nodded obediently.

"Dad will go over there and buy you a string of sugar gourds, you just stand here and don't run around."

The strong man looked back at the girl standing in the crowd step by step, the corners of his eyes were moist, as if he was about to cry.

When the strong man turned the corner, his expression changed in vain, and the sword at his waist was tightly grasped by him, just now he found that someone had been following them!

The group seemed to be targeting him alone.

"Please Zhao Shilang stay." Fei Le walked out of the teahouse slowly, followed by a large group of fans from Dongchang, all with gloomy faces.

Jiang Banxia, who was lying on the corner of the street pretending to be a beggar, lifted her eyelids, her expression was numb, and her hand hidden in her clothes was holding a dagger tightly, as if she was ready to burst out at any time.

Fei Le paused, he glanced at Jiang Banxia in the corner without a trace, and flattened his face: "Zhao Han, a native of Huaiyin, a Jinshi in the twelfth year of Qingwen, is guilty of collaborating with the enemy and treason. ”

Zhao Han snorted coldly: "There is no excuse for the crime you want to add!" ”

"Zhao Shilang, the evidence is conclusive." Fei Qianhu said: "Why do you want to add sin? ”

The fans who followed behind Fila immediately stepped forward to arrest Zhao Han, but before the fans could get closer, Zhao Han suddenly turned around and shouted from drawing his sword: "I, Zhao Han, will pull you lackeys on the back even if I die!"

Who would have thought that Zhao Han's martial arts, as a civil official, were no worse than military attachΓ©s, and the few fans who fought against him were quickly defeated.

Zhao Han originally had a mortal mentality, and seeing that the situation was reversed, the sword dance under his hands was faster.

His Sakura is still waiting for him! He can't die yet.

Just as he was about to exert his strength to break out of the encirclement, there was a chill behind him.

He was stabbed through a dagger that was not too sharp, and Zhao Han turned his head unwillingly to see who it was!

The dirty little beggar raised his face to look at Zhao Han, and those clear eyes became the last scenery Zhao Han saw in this world.

Jiang Banxia skillfully withdrew the dagger, she looked up at Fila, it was clear that she didn't say anything, but Fila had already understood what she meant.

He raised his hand to signal the people in Dongchang to stop, glanced at Jiang Banxia meaningfully, and said in a low voice: "Behave well for a while, and the next thing is the real test of the Overseer." ”

As soon as Fila's words fell, the sound of horses' hooves was heard not far away.

Looking up, Jiang Banxia couldn't help but secretly curse Cao Alcohol for being the old fox, it turned out that he was waiting for her here!

I saw four red-clothed horses riding out of the way, and a mighty group of people in brocade clothes with embroidered spring knives were rushing in this direction.

Fila's faint Chaojiang Banxia made an expression of asking for a lot of blessings.