Qiaoyu has a deep relationship with her family.

Even at this moment, after understanding everything, and looking back at herself as a child, she still can't see any disobedience.

She also knows a lot of "foster" children.

Most of them, having lost their parents, have to beg for food at the hands of relatives.

Even uncles and aunts who are as close as relatives can hardly keep smiling for ten years when they treat the extra mouth in the family.

The hard-working people, firewood, rice, oil and salt, are the days.

Occasionally, when they sent people under the fence, they also brought enough money.

Not only can you feed and clothe yourself, but you can also improve the lives of others.

Such children are either "coaxed and deceived" by their elders, or they are "worshipped".

The former is a big wrong, and the latter is a clay statue.

Life is not bad, even very rich, but from beginning to end, it is not like a "family".

Qiaoyu's childhood was different.

The adoptive parents received the money from their biological parents, and raised her as their own child with great care and care.

Praise when you should praise, and play when you should fight.

After the fight, her mother cried and her eyes were swollen, and she hugged her mother and cried and admitted her mistake.

A real family.

Except, she was never allowed to do any rough work, she was just a very ordinary market girl.

It is precisely for this reason that when the life story is revealed, Qiaoyu will be so at a loss.

A common phrase on the lips of the elderly is "fallen leaves return to their roots".

This place of peace is my hometown.

What about her roots?

Where can she have peace of mind?

The old lady hugged Qiaoyu's shoulder and patted her gently.

Of course, she could see her daughter's thoughts.

This is also the reason why she insisted on taking Qiaoyu to the west.

"I thought I'd tell you all this when I got to the Flying Gate," the old lady smiled, "and let you see with your own eyes the place where your father fought, the city he wanted to fight, the land he wanted to recover."

He's gone, but he's been again.

His enemies hated him, and his soldiers remembered him.

If you could look at him than I said, you would be closer to him.

But now, we can only live here for the time being, and we don't know when we will be able to reach the flying gate.

I don't want you to be cranky, so I'll just tell you first. ”

Qiaoyu leaned on the old lady and said, "The slave promised you that I will definitely see it with my own eyes, listen to it with my own ears, and adapt to it......"

"Adapt," the old lady said softly, "everyone on the side take your time, and try not to call yourself 'slave' first." ”

Qiaoyu blinked.

Pursing her lower lip, she nodded, and then, again, "Okay." ”

"Finding the roots" is hard.

It's also hard to be a girl from a national government.

But she wasn't afraid.

Along the way, Second Miss Qin showed her the appearance of a noble girl who was completely different from what she knew.

Ride the fastest horse and punch the hardest.

Can be drenched in the rain, can sleep through the grass.

Qiaoyu admired the second girl Qin very much, and admired it in her heart.

What's more, in front of her, there is also a warm hand that has passed through the layers of mist.

As long as she holds this hand and walks forward bravely, she will definitely be able to penetrate through this fog.

Outside the house, Lin Zhi stood motionless.

She came to talk to the old lady about things, but she didn't expect that it was a heart-to-heart conversation between mother and daughter.

At this moment, it is not appropriate to interrupt, but you can leave quietly......

Lin Zhi was worried that Qiaoyu would not be able to accept it for a while, and she would react irrationally.

Then she'll have to go in and be a buffer.

After all, even if it is a mother and daughter who are affectionate, they can say less and not say more, not to mention that the relationship between the mother and daughter is not ordinary at all.

Fortunately, both the old lady and Qiaoyu were stable.

Raise your hand and quickly slide your fingertips over the corners of your eyes.

Then, gently, she left.

On the other hand, the broken carriage carried Qin Luan and others on the official road.

Not far in front of them was Anjia's horse caravan.

After two quarters of an hour, they met the first bayonet.

The horse team stepped forward and pulled out the quotation.

After the officers and men looked through it, they inquired again, carefully compared the people, and checked the goods again before raising their hands and letting them go.

The broken carriage swayed forward.

The officers and soldiers shouted: "Get out of the car, get out of the car and check it." ”

Qin Luan and Ji climbed out of the car.

The officers and soldiers took the road guide of the two and asked, "Three people, four text guides?" ”

Ji Shi cramped: "My son is in the car, he is seriously ill and can't move." ”

The officers and soldiers frowned and lifted the curtain to look.

The young man lying in the car had a sallow face, his eyes were blue, there was no god in his eyes, and he looked like he was going to die.

"I'm dying...... the officer muttered, looking down at the text.

Height, age, are all right, the destination is Feimen Pass, to find the man who joined the army and lost his news.

The place of "Feimen Pass" made the officers and men have to be cautious.

He looked Ji and Qin Luan up and down.

Qin Luan hid behind Ji Shi with half of his body, and talked to Ji Shi like a mosquito.

"How much longer? My brother is sick......"

"Wait a minute," Ji comforted softly, and when he saw the officers and soldiers staring, he smiled and said, "The child has never been far away, so don't ......blame the official."

The officers and soldiers handed Wen Yin back.

The country girl spoke with a country accent that they hated in the city.

Can this be a noble girl in Kyori?

Ji Shi thanked him, stuffed Qin Luan into the carriage, and climbed up himself.

The handlebar style re-urges the horse forward.

After a while, they were back in front of the caravan.

The bayonet was getting farther and farther behind the car, and Ji couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, she also knew that this was the first level, and then they would encounter levels where there were not enough hands to count.

Whether you can fool the past depends on luck.

Xu is steward A Rui asked people to make a text that is false and true, Xu is luck is really on their side, and after the carriage enters Qiyang Mansion, it is considered smooth.

"Further ahead," Ji said as he nibbled on dry food, "It's Qiyang Mansion City, and many people in the Yan clan live in this area." ”

Qin Feng said: "We don't go into the city. ”

"No," Ji nodded, "But you have to guard against them, the eldest princess said that the prefect named Tang Chip was pulled up by the Yan family." ”

To be precise, it was promoted by the Auxiliary Prince.

If you can be admitted to the Jinshi, at least your head is not stupid, and as for the ability to be an official, there will naturally be high and low.

In the eyes of the eldest princess, Tang Chip is not a person who can be at the head of a mansion, and he can have today's official position by devoting himself to the auxiliary state.

Qiyang has been a necessary place for westward and eastward travel since ancient times, and business is prosperous.

The Yan clan relied on this advantage and accumulated a lot of wealth.

The queen mother's father also relied on his ancestral business, so he was able to support the first emperor and exchange for the position of a relative for himself.

A branch of the Fuguo Gong entered Beijing, and a large number of clansmen stayed here to continue their business.

The Yan family's request to the Qiyang government has always been "don't disturb your own family to make money".

After Tang Chip took office, he cooperated well with the Yan family.

This time, after receiving the news from the imperial court, Tang Chip will definitely be very concerned.

The first half went well, and the second half ......

The carriage slowed down.

Ji put down the dry food and wiped his mouth.

They already have a tacit understanding with the handlebar style, and soon, the next level is waiting for them.

------Off topic------

Have you eaten zongzi?

What kind of stuffing do you like?

I like lye water dumplings, dipped in sugar to eat, cold and sweet, so happy~~