Li Mingshui, Marquis of Chang'an, knelt down in front of the emperor.

"Is it a girl?" The emperor's voice was slightly deep.

"Yes. Say yes, much like a minister. Li Mingshui's throat was a little tight.

"What do you mean?" The emperor was silent for a moment and asked.

"Please ask the emperor to have an idea." Li Ming's head drooped even lower.

"Take it back." The emperor responded quickly, "I also want to see it." ”

"Yes."

Li Mingshui kowtowed, stood up, lowered his hands and lowered his head and retreated.

"Mingshui," the emperor suddenly stopped Li Mingshui, "Do you still dream of her now?" ”

"Yes." Li Mingshui stopped.

"I regret it."

"Your Majesty," Li Mingshui looked up at the emperor, "You know, the minister has always been grateful to you, just like when you let the minister leave you and go to the army to experience, although you died nine times, but it was wonderful." The minister has no regrets. ”

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Sunny.

Li Ran sat on the small pestle under the porch, leaning his back against the wall, straightening his legs and slowly shaking, looking at the small square courtyard in front of him.

When she woke up in the middle of the night, in the darkness, listening to the muffled sound, she thought she had arrived in the underworld.

But before he could wait for the bull head and horse noodles to come, the sky was bright.

She watched a tall and sturdy old woman carrying a small and large red copper kettle, pushing the door in, as if she did not see her, putting the small pot on the table, carrying the large pot and pouring water into the copper basin and the red copper tooth jar on the other side of the curtain.

She sat on the bed, stunned.

It doesn't seem to be an underworld.

The old woman went out, and Li Ran stood up.

In the small pot is tea, the tea is fragrant and light, and the water in the tooth jar basin is just warm.

The old woman came in again and delivered a bowl of rice porridge, a steamed bun, and a plate of pickles.

The old woman went out and came in again, and began to make the bed and fold the quilt, carefully wipe the tables and chairs of the test bed, and then began to kneel on the ground and mop the floor.

Li Ran talked to her, only to find out that she was deaf, and the deaf were dumb.

She's already looked in the mirror.

The mirror is on the dresser under the window, the size of two palms, the mirror has never been polished, and it is blurry, but it can also be seen that this is a strange face, very good-looking, very immature.

The room was long and narrow, with a curtain hanging on one side, and inside the curtain was a bucket, a toilet, and a red copper basin was placed on the basin stand. Dental tank toothbrush.

On the side of the curtain, there is a bed and a cabinet, and in addition to the two and a half beds of bedding in the cabinet, it is the clothes, which are divided into three stacks: summer, spring and autumn, and winter, which are neatly stacked.

The clothes were hers, clean and neat, without any damage, but the old color was almost faded.

The bedding on the bed was dry and fluffy, but old, like clothes.

On the other side of the room, there was a bookshelf, a desk, and a chair.

There are dozens of books on the shelves, all poetry collections, very old.

There is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, the pen is an old pen, the ink is half used, the paper is cut, neatly stacked in a wooden box, and a snow-sharp paper cutter is pressed on it.

But there was not a single piece of paper on which half of the words had been written.

In the middle of the room, there was a square table, and there was only one chair next to it. Behind the wall, there is a strip table, and a small red copper drip is placed on the table.

Outside, there is a small courtyard and two wings.

There was only one bed in a side room, which was the residence of a deaf woman.

The other room is the kitchen, which is clean and shiny, and has everything you need for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

The whole yard, everything, in the same style: clean, neat, old.

The only thing that was unusual was that there was a small box in the cabinet that was half a foot long and half a foot wide and half a foot thick, the box had no lock, and when it was opened, it was half empty, and the other half, neatly stacked with gold pages more than three inches thick.

The courtyard was too small, there were too few things, and after a while, Li Ran couldn't see it, and sat down under the porch in a daze.

The situation in front of her made her feel like she was back on the first day of school.

Early that morning, she was taken by the director of the neighborhood committee, wearing a clean school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, and spent the happiest and most satisfying day in school since she grew up.

When she got home from school, the small courtyard that was dirty and messy all the year round was empty, and none of the people she knew were gone, only the old woman called the landlord, who swept the floor hard and cursed.

She was abandoned, but she was set free.

Right now, she should be imprisoned, and wait patiently to take a look.

Li Ran dangled her feet, her mood was not good, but it was by no means bad.

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The pointer on the drip pointed to noon, and the old woman brought in a small plate of stir-fried vegetables, a small bowl of dried shrimp stewed tofu, a plate of fried lamb with green onions, and a small bowl of rice.

The stir-fried vegetables are delicious, and the rice is also delicious, it is japonica rice.

After lunch, Li Ran then sat on the small pestle and watched the old woman come out of the kitchen and began to clean the windows, pillars, walls, blue bricks under the porch and in the yard.

Li Ran's eyes looked from the key dangling around the old woman's neck to the high courtyard wall and the small courtyard gate.

The gate was locked from the inside, and the key hung around the old woman's neck. She asked for it once, and she didn't give it.

Her current height, as if she was a little above one meter six, very thin, very weak, she stood in front of the old woman, raised her head and weighed it, she was not an opponent at all.

There is no hurry to go out, there is a more serious problem at the moment.

There are books, paper and pens in the house, and the old woman's attitude of ignoring everything except water and food, shows that the little girl is a normal person who can take care of herself, can read and write.

So how did she get here?

Or, how did this little girl die? Who killed her?

It was certainly not this old woman, and if she had done it, it would have been impossible not to see the slightest difference when she saw that she was still alive in the morning.

It was certainly not a suicide, she was always lying in bed, with no injuries or smells.

This matter is serious and urgent, but she has no choice, and she has no place to speak. Alas, I can only wait patiently.

Li Ran slowly shook her feet and sat in a daze.

When the sun set on the horizon, the old woman gave a bowl of millet porridge, two small steamed buns, and a plate of scrambled eggs with sesame oil.

Li Ran ate, watched the old woman bring in the washing water again, brushed her teeth, washed her face, sat down in front of the combing table, combed her long and thick hair through, and slept on the bed.

And rest assured first, there will always be a time when the water will come out.

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Li Ran has always rested at sunset, slept very deeply, and got up early.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and as yesterday, the old woman entered, put a pot of tea, and poured washing water.

Li Ran brushed her teeth and washed her face, sat down in front of the dressing table, combed her long hair, and went over to eat.

She didn't know how to comb any hairstyle, she lived for almost thirty years, and when her hair was the longest, that is, just past her ears, for more than ten years, her hair was shorter than that of men.

Yesterday she wore her hair all day.

Without waiting for Li Ran to sit down, there was a shout outside the courtyard gate, "We are here to pick up the girl, please open the door." Then there was the thud of the door.

Li Ran jumped up, rushed into the kitchen, patted the old woman, and signaled that there was someone outside.

The old woman walked to the gate of the courtyard, did not unlock it, approached the crack of the door that was more than an inch wide and looked out.

Li Ran raised her eyebrows when she saw it, she was very vigilant like this.

Li Ran was close behind the old woman, standing on tiptoe, stretching her neck to look out.

The man outside handed something to the old woman through the crack in the door, and the old woman took it into her arms, closed the door first, then unlocked it, opened the courtyard door, turned around and went to the wing.

Li Ran was a little stunned, she didn't see what was being handed outside, and she didn't know what was going on.

Outside the courtyard gate, several women covered in silk stared at Li Ran.

The woman standing at the front was about fifty years old and had a serious expression.

"This must be the girl." The woman at the front didn't even enter the courtyard gate, and bent her knees at Li Ran dignifiedly, "The little woman's surname is Qian, and the girl calls me Mama Qian." I was ordered to pick up the girl and go home, and ask the girl to get in the car. ”

Li Ran was stunned, and was about to speak, when out of the corner of her eye, she saw the old woman carrying a small burden, coming out of the side room, squeezing past her and a few Ayara women, and leaving the courtyard door.

Li Ran's mouth was pursed, but her eyes couldn't be controlled, and she stared at the boss.

She's just gone? How is this the same as a human trafficking handover?

Mama Qian's gaze slanted over Li Ran, and while turning outside, she ordered: "The waiter girl of the old Huang family gets in the car and combs her hair." ”

A woman standing behind Mama Qian raised her feet and stepped into the courtyard gate, Li Ran hurriedly took two steps back, avoided the old Huang family, looked directly at Mama Qian and shouted, "Who are you?" I don't know you. ”

They entered the door with a token, and the first thing they said when they saw her was that she must be a girl, that is, they had never seen her, and she was a stranger to them, so they could question her.

"Didn't I tell the girl just now, the little woman's surname is Qian, and she came to pick up the girl and go home."

Mama Qian, who had just turned half of her body, stood up and turned her head to look at Li Ran, with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

"Which house? Who asked you to come? Li Ran took another step back.

"The Marquis of Chang'an's Mansion, the old lady's orders." Mama Qian's voice was flat and expressionless.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Li Ran stared at Mama Qian.

"The little woman is a subordinate, she was ordered to pick up the girl, if the girl has anything to say, go back to the house, the girl will ask herself, please don't be embarrassed."

Li Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't be embarrassed by this sentence, at least it shows that she is not a slave or a thin horse or something, but it's okay.

"Don't wait for the girl to get in the car." Mama Qian scolded.

"I'm going to get something." Li Ran said, turned around and entered the house, and after a while, came out with the small box containing the gold page.

The money must be taken well, there is food in the hand, and there is no panic in the heart.

The car was blocked at the gate of the courtyard, the oily wood, surrounded by bright blue silk, the two horses in front of the car were vigorous and beautiful, and the coachman was young and strong.

Lao Huang's family stood in front of the car door with a comb, stopped Li Ran, and after three or two strokes, he picked up Li Ran's hair, and pulled two buns on the left and the right.

Li Ran was pushed into the car, which was covered with thick, fluffy cushions, spacious enough to lie down with her legs stretched out, and the cushions placed around her were all brand new silk.

Without waiting for Li Ran to sit down, the car shook forward.

Li Ran hurriedly put down the small box and threw himself on the side of the carriage, and when he finally figured out how to open the window, the car had already walked far away.

Outside the window was a stone wall so high that you couldn't see the top, and the car quickly turned, and the surroundings suddenly darkened, and in a moment it became bright again.

Li Ran hurriedly stuck his head out of the car window, and saw a city gate hole, and on the city gate, the huge word Shanxian.

The place where the small courtyard is located is called Shanxian.

When he got out of the city gate, the horse trotted up, and the car was very bumpy.

Li Ran was strong on the windowsill of the car, looking at the constant stream of pedestrians outside, the vendors who couldn't see what they were selling, and the farmers working in the fields in the distance.

Soon, there were no more vendors, and pedestrians were sparse except for the peasants who worked.

Li Ran watched for an hour, got tired, and fell backwards.

After resting for a while, I got up and looked at the whole carriage little by little in the bumps.

The small drawers were empty, and the teapots and cups were empty.

Li Ran collapsed in the carriage again, reached out and touched her small box, pulled it to her side, and sighed.

This Chang'an Marquis Mansion is very unwelcome to her.

It's not a good situation.

Li Ran was hungry when she got up in the morning, she didn't have time to eat breakfast, and from the door of the courtyard to just now, a series of things made her nervous and couldn't care about being hungry, and as soon as she relaxed a little, her stomach began to rumble quietly.

Li Ran lay motionless, feeling the gurgling in her stomach.

She wasn't going to shout that she was hungry, so let's see. Anyway, she is very good at starvation.

About twelve o'clock, the car stopped beside a thatched shed, in which there were crude tables and stools, and on the other side of the shed, a few tiled houses, a row of stoves, what seemed to be a small restaurant for passers-by.

A few cloth-clothed women greeted outside the shed, invited Li Ran to the toilet surrounded by a cloth curtain next to them, sent water to wash their hands, and then invited Li Ran to sit at a table in the middle.

Mama Qian and the other two mothers-in-law, after she sat down, sat down at a table at the far edge of the shed.

The cloth cloth lady brought the food up.

In front of Li Ran, there was a small bowl of thick white mutton and radish soup, a plate of vinegar and lotus root, a plate of fried chicken, a plate of emerald green I don't know what to do, as well as a small bowl of rice, and two small steamed buns.

There were more dishes in front of Mama Qian than on her side, and she couldn't see what it was.

Li Ran drank two bowls of soup first, and then ate.

She ate quietly and silently, and Mama Qian didn't say a word, and occasionally the sound of chopsticks touching the dishes was also heard by her.

Li Ran really wanted to eat all the soup and rice, she could starve, and she could eat it very well. However, this body is not good, she drank too much soup, and she only ate a small half bowl of rice, and she couldn't eat it anymore.

The mother-in-law withdrew the meal and sent a teapot and cup, a very good tea, fragrant and translucent.

Li Ran stood up, walked to the car, leaned in on tiptoe, felt the empty teapot in the warm pot, returned to the table, poured the tea from this pot into the pot, and put it back in the warm pot on the car.

Mama Qian and the two mothers-in-law looked at her without saying a word.

After putting the teapot away, Li Ran didn't go back to the shed, walked along the shed to the side close to the town, looked at it for a while, and was about to turn to the other side, when Mama Qian's voice came: "Girl, please get in the car." ”

Li Ran got into the car, leaned on the window sill, and looked at the town, the farmland in the distance, and the mountains and forests and trees in the distance.

She knew that it was early autumn, and there were mountains and rivers along the way, and the farmland was dense, and it looked very beautiful.

Nearly in the evening, the car stopped in a large courtyard that does not go to the village and does not have a store behind, and there is a sign at the gate of the courtyard, called Yingyangyi.