Jingya came back in the afternoon, saying that Huo Zun tore up the letter, and the people in the teahouse were all driven away after paying their wages, and the door plaque of the teahouse had been thanked, but they didn't even give them a tael of silver.

"That door plaque is meaningful, and it is good to keep it in my heart, and thank you. When the teahouse opened, I signed an agreement with Que Ming, once the business is closed or loses, the teahouse and the things inside will be owned by Que Ming, and he will also sign the agreement and will not dispose of it at will. As for the rest, the teahouse was originally opened at his expense, so if you don't give it, you won't give it. Just pity you, after being in it for so long, there's nothing!" Xia Qian looked at Jingya and couldn't help but sigh.

Jing Ya gestured, saying that she was just a maid, she was just begging for food, and she didn't care if she was paid, but it was not worth it for Xia Qian.

Xia Qian smiled bitterly and did not say anything more.

Rumor has it that he is cold and cruel and unkind, and she didn't believe it before, but now she does, at least for her.

The two of them seemed to have been forgotten by the world, except for Su Lianyi and Jing Xianxi, who occasionally came over to have some fun, no one set foot in the West Courtyard.

Huo Zun cut off all their expenses, the two of them lived very poorly, Xia Qian let Jingya take almost all of her valuable things, but she originally left few things in the West Courtyard, and there was no rice in the pot in a few days.

Jingya searched for a long time, and only the white begonia hairpin and two necklaces given by Huo Zun remained, one was the colorful gemstone necklace he gave her on August 15 last year, and the other was the amber necklace engraved with the "Diamond Sutra" that he gave her on the way back from Simon to pick her up.

Everything has an unforgettable memory, a happy memory belonging to the two of them, who have never been willing to wear it before, and now they have to sell it if they are reluctant to do so.

When Jingya accepted the things, Xia Qian's gaze lingered on the amber necklace for a moment.

The chain was polished piece by piece when he endured humiliation in the boot camp and his hands were covered with frostbite, and the "Diamond Sutra" on it was carved out by him with a knife.

When he gave it to her, he had a lot of scars on his hands from polishing amber in addition to festering chilblains.

"Sell it!" She sighed softly.

This year, spring is early, only February, and the begonias in the yard bloom early, which is very beautiful.

Not long after Xia Qian did it in the yard, the rain came, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Jingya went to the pawnshop for nearly an hour and did not return, and she stared at the gate of the west courtyard and gradually became worried.

She had already run to deliver the umbrella, but now looking at her bloody face in the brass screen, she didn't have the courage to step out of this courtyard.

Looking at the huge brass screen from afar, she mustered up the courage to take a few steps forward, and took a serious look at the pus and blood wound on her face, but she still couldn't get the courage.

A series of messy footsteps came into her ears, and she looked back to find Jingya covered in mud and water, stumbling in.

"Did you fall? Or is someone bullying you? Xia Qian asked hurriedly while helping her into the house.

The girl leaned against the wall and cried bitterly, Xia Qian comforted her for a long time, and Jingya told her that she had run four pawnshops, and the one with the highest price only gave three hundred taels of silver.

"It's okay, just sell it. Those things weren't very valuable in the first place, and they were old, so it wouldn't be bad to give three hundred taels! ”

Xia Qian comforted in her mouth, and secretly sighed in her heart for the black heart of the pawnshop shopkeeper.

It is not a problem that those three things are worthless to be seven or eight hundred, they must have seen Jingya as a dumb girl deliberately blackmailing.

Who knew that Jingya said that she cried even more here, and said that she met a few children on the way back, and she snatched the money bag in her hand.

"What? There are so many pro-soldiers in Qinglong City, how could someone snatch things indiscriminately? She looked at each other in disbelief.

Seeing that the other party was crying more and more sad, she found a set of clean clothes for Jingya and asked her to take a hot shower and quickly warm up in the quilt.

On this day, there was no food or rice, and the master and servant only ate one meal of white noodles.

On the second day, the sun dried her buttocks, and Jingya hadn't gotten up yet.

Xia Qian looked over and found that her face was flushed and her head was hot.

"No, you have to ask a doctor to take a look, or you'll burn your brain!"

Xia Qian said and ran back to the bedroom, turning the room upside down, and finally pulled out a delicate box under the bed, which contained a pair of dark brown sheepskin boots.

These boots were sent by Situ Jun from Mobei, and they were inlaid with colorful gemstones, and they were very beautiful.

Because the boots were so dazzling, she didn't wear them once.

Most of the women in Qinglong City wore embroidered shoes, and sheepskin boots were not easy to keep, but she thought about it, if these boots could not be used, she would disassemble them and sell them.

There are more than 70 gems of all sizes on these boots, which are bright in color and of good purity, and they cost five or six thousand taels of silver according to the market price.

"Such a valuable thing, stuffed under the bed for a long time, but I forgot it." Xia Qian patted the box and said.

When she went out, she found a face towel to cover her face, and in order to avoid being recognized, she deliberately wore quiet and elegant clothes.

After thinking about it, he put on a hat again.

When she walked out of the general's mansion, she didn't dare to look at the expressions of those palace soldiers, only heard Fan Mang laugh and cough violently, almost choking and breathless.

Qinglongcheng Street is as prosperous as ever, walking on this familiar street, she has a feeling of being in a different world.

Maybe she's been forgotten, or maybe it's because her veil, hat, and inconspicuous outfit don't attract anyone's attention.

She didn't want to stay long, so she went straight to a pawnshop in the middle of nowhere.

The shopkeeper was sharp-eyed, recognizing the value of what she was holding, and she couldn't put it down with her sheepskin boots.

"Three thousand taels of silver tickets, four hundred taels of silver, if the transaction is made, it will be more refreshing, otherwise I will go to another one!" Xia Qian took back her boots and said bluntly.

The shopkeeper pursed his mouth, and when he was about to make a counteroffer, he saw that she had already loaded her boots and was about to leave, and sighed, and while complaining that she had lost, he said that the silver ticket and the cash were handed over to her.

Xia Qian stuffed the silver ticket into her waist and walked back with the silver money bag.

Unexpectedly, before she could take a few steps, she was violently pushed by a child, and as soon as her hand was loosened, the money bag disappeared in an instant.

The boy left her with a back, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Sister, are you okay?"

A boy about thirteen or fourteen years old walked from behind Xia Qian, glanced at her, and said with a smile while helping her pat the dust on her body: "Then whose wild child is it too rude, look at your clothes are dirty?" ”

"She didn't hit me, she just pushed me and snatched the ......" Xia Qian was stunned and grabbed the child's arm.

"Sister, don't you know that men and women don't kiss?"

The kid laughed loudly, and with a force of his palm, he pushed her six or seven steps away, and Xia Qian's feet slipped, and she sat on the ground.

The hat slipped from the top of her head, and the veil floated in the air, and a thin cloud fell a few meters away.

The boy raised the silver ticket he had stolen from her waist and looked at it, and when he looked down to laugh at her, he stared at her bloody face and ran away like a ghost.

"Stop, pay back my money!" Xia Qian didn't care about anything else, got up and grabbed it immediately.

The other party was small, but his kung fu was not bad, and he ran a few steps along the street of Qinglongcheng and disappeared.

This is Jingya's life-saving silver, and it is also the food and clothing of their master and servant in the next few months.

She ran madly down the street until she bumped into a man in armor.

"Bastard thing, messing around in broad daylight? Don't want to live anymore, do you? One of the soldiers next to the man drew his sword and slammed it at her neck.

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