When the family rode back, he found that the carriage was not going back, but continued to walk in front of him, and he didn't know what it was.

The family was anxious and wanted to ask the eldest lady, but found that he was a considerable distance away from the eldest lady's carriage, and someone rode in front of him, so that he could not move forward.

The family member shouted in a low voice: "Fang Qiye." ”

Steward Fang's name is Fang Jin, because he is ranked seventh in the family, everyone calls him Fang Qiye, and people who know him directly call him Fang Laoqi, and there are few people who dare to call him Fang Laoqi.

Not two years after Fang Jin was born, his mother gave birth to his younger brother Fang Laoba, so he seemed redundant.

Fang Jin's mother was reluctant to give him away, changed his surname, so she fostered him in a nearby dart bureau and made an apprentice.

Fang Jin lived up to expectations, at the age of sixteen, he could lead people to press darts, and in a few years, he did not lose a dart, and his prestige became more and more stable in the dart game.

Mei Jiye trusted Fang Jin very much, transferred him from the dart bureau to his side, and became one of the four major stewards of the Mei family.

When Fang Jin heard someone shouting at him, he grabbed the reins and looked back, and when he saw that it was the man sent by the family, he slowed down his horse and waited for him to catch up.

Jiading quickly caught up, and the guards deliberately let him go, otherwise it would be difficult for him to run as fast as he wanted.

"Seventh Master, where are you going! Isn't that the way home? Jia Ding said.

Fang Jin looked at him puzzled, "Who said they were going home?" He said.

"That's what the eldest lady said."

"When did you say that, how did I not know?" Fang Jin said in a flat tone, he didn't hear the eldest lady's order to go home, so the convoy had been driving towards that place all along.

He stared at the dozen or so riders in front of him, then at the carriages behind him, and kicked the horse in the belly to make it run faster.

Jia Ding was stunned when asked, last night, the eldest lady spoke so loudly, he wouldn't be able to hear it, did he count as not obeying orders?

Jia Ding had no choice, so he urged the horse to catch up with Shang Jin, and told Fang Jin what he asked the eldest lady last night.

Fang Jin laughed when he heard this, and the laughing family felt uneasy.

"When will the eldest lady leave?" Fang Jin couldn't help but smile and said.

"Well, what's wrong?" Jia Ding said.

"What did the eldest lady say?"

"Tomorrow ......"

The family finally knew that something was wrong, and the eldest lady just said that she would leave tomorrow, but she didn't say that she would leave home.

He seems to have been tricked by the eldest lady.

Or is he too stupid to even understand a sentence?!

Seeing that Steward Fang ran to the front with a smile, the family lowered his head weakly, and continued to follow the eldest lady, now he didn't dare to go back.

At the third pole of the sun, the carriage stopped.

"Fang Qiye, why didn't the young lady stop and not leave?" Lian Xin got out of the carriage, stood up with her hands on the carriage, and shouted at Fang Jin in front of her.

Fang Jin turned the horse's head and ran over, and Lian Xin had already jumped out of the carriage and stretched out her hand to help Ruoxue down.

Fang Jin also turned over and dismounted, bowed a few steps away and saluted, "Miss, four or five miles ahead, there are thirty or forty people blocking the road, I don't know who it is, I don't dare to rush forward." ”

Ruoxue looked up at the road in front of her that had been trampled by the horse, the corners of her mouth curled up in a beautiful arc, and said, "It's the person who borrowed the carriage last night." ”

Fang Jin thought about it for a while, and then he figured it out, the man didn't borrow the carriage, so he waited there for them to send it to the door.

"Uncle Fang, keep walking." Ruoxue said.

Fang Jin responded with the word "yes", waved his hand to signal the person in front of him to continue walking, he watched Lian Xin help Ruoxue back into the carriage, he also followed the horse, and slowly moved forward on the side of the carriage.

The carriage traveled for another half an hour, and then stopped again.

There are more than 20 horsemen lined up in front, blocking the road, all dressed as soldiers, with complete armor, looking at this formation, it shows that this road is their family, and if you want to go over, you have to leave something behind.

"Miss, do you want to lend them a carriage ......?"

When Fang Jin saw the other party's outfit, he felt a sigh in his heart, he thought that if the people didn't fight with the officials, it was better not to provoke the officials.

"I don't borrow it." Ruoxue said.

Ruoxue got out of the carriage with the help of Lianxin, looked at the people who were blocking in front of her through the guards in front, turned her head and said to Fang Jin: "Uncle Fang, you go and borrow from them, let us pass." ”

Fang Jin urged the horse to run to the front of the convoy, looked at the person who borrowed the carriage last night on the opposite side, hugged his fists and arched his hand and said: "This official, the little master has something to pass by here, and I hope that the official will let us go, and the little master will not forget the kindness of the official." ”

Wan Yun smiled, smiling ill-intentionedly, "People can go, but the carriage must stay." ”

"This ......" Fang Jin was caught in the middle, he was in a dilemma, he stabilized his mood for a while, and said: "The little master's family is full of women and children, it is really inconvenient to act, and I hope that the official will be lenient and let us go." ”

"Then don't go." The young man in the black fur cloak rode a tall horse full of ink and came out of the crowd.

His handsome face was very cold, his eyes were as cold as ice, exuding a compelling cold light, with a majesty that did not match his age, looking down at Fang Jin and the convoy behind him.

The horses that Fang Jin sat down on seemed to be frightened by that gaze, and returned to the group backwards.

"Dai Xiao." Ruoxue said

Ruoxue's words fell, Lianxin took out a white velvet flower and gave Ruoxue to wear in her hair.

The maids and servants on the carriage hung white ribbons, velvet flowers, spiritualist flags, soul-attracting silk and other things in an orderly manner.

Thirty or forty guards took out filial piety cloth from their bosoms and tied it around their waists.

"Do you still want such a carriage?" Ruoxue said.

Ruoxue's crisp voice came from the convoy and reached the ears of the man in the cloak.

The corners of the cloaked man's mouth trembled, and he watched the changes in the opposite convoy for a moment, and the momentum on his body just now was suddenly wiped out.

The man in the cloak raised his eyebrows, and a shallow smile bloomed on his handsome face, he knew why the other party didn't lend him the carriage.

It turned out that there was a person with a heavy filial piety, no wonder he refused to borrow it!

If he borrowed such a carriage, he could not let his grandmother sit on it, but he might beat the person who lent him the carriage severely.

If he caused his grandmother to get some bad luck because of this, he would destroy the other party.

Thinking of this, the man in the cloak was taken aback by his thoughts, as he thought, if it really happened, then he was the one who should be killed the most.

With a fist slamming into his leg, the horse he sat down on seemed to sense something, and raised its head and let out a long neigh.

He grabbed the reins and let the somewhat restless black horse steady.

Looking at the woman in the opposite team, a good-looking melon seed face was hidden in the cloak, and the two big eyes were bright and bright.

The man in the cloak had scrutiny in his eyes, more appreciation.

PS：

Ruoxue was not afraid of the coercion on the other side, and shouted loudly: "I want to recommend tickets, and there are ...... collections"

(haha)