Cuihua Niang listened to the words of the village chief and was so happy that she couldn't keep her mouth shut

"Village chief, this show girl sent up, the court will really make up five taels of silver every year?"

The village chief is a half-hundred-year-old man, but he is very energetic

"That's natural, I look at the beauty of your green peanuts, if you send them, you will definitely be able to choose!" The village chief laughed, and looked at Cuihua from time to time, with eyebrows like daisies, eyes like stars, and standard beauty embryos.

Cuihua looked at her mother-in-law who was planning to send herself to the place in the palace that eats people and does not spit out bones, and her eyes are faint.

"Isn't that all thanks to you, the village chief!" Cuihua Niang laughed and trembled, and took out a few big coins in her hand and stuffed them into the village chief's hand

"You buy some wine to eat, and our family Cuihua will ask you." Cuihua Niang was overjoyed and sent the village chief away, and then her face turned cold

"You go back and quickly pack up, and follow the village chief to the county tomorrow." Cuihua Niang looked at Cuihua Road.

"Mother, the palace is a place where you cannibalize people and don't spit out bones." Cuihua still wants to struggle, after all, the mother and daughter have been ten years, and she doesn't want to break off the last vestiges of family affection.

"It's not certain if you can make it to the palace alive......" Cuihua Niang quickly said the words in her heart, but she suddenly realized that she had said too much, but there was no regret on her face.

Cuihua looked at her, and the last trace of concern in her heart was broken. Indeed, the Beijing draft has to climb up step by step, and if she can't climb up, it really won't be her turn to go to the red wall, because in the process of climbing, she may go to the west sky.

"Okay, okay, what's the grind, your mother can't afford to support you anymore." Cuihua Niang urged impatiently, turned around and went out with her little daughter.

Cuihua smiled self-deprecatingly, the draft will be the draft, at least she can eat a full meal.

Touching the gold ingot placed close to her, Cuihua raised the corners of her mouth, and she didn't panic when she had a silver coin, so she didn't panic, so she couldn't run away when the time came? The rivers and lakes are so big, can there be no place for her Yang Cuihua?

Early in the morning of the second day, Li Anran got the news that Cuihua was going to be drafted out of nowhere, and blocked the door of Cuihua's house to prevent Cuihua from leaving, but was taken away by his father, since Cuihua is the person who has already signed up for the draft, it is the emperor's person, how can the emperor's people allow him to be presumptuous!

In the village where Cuihua is located, there are not many people, and there are not many Peugeot girls who can be counted, just one strong Cuihua.

Cuihua understands that the village chief is pulling himself out to top the quota in the village, after all, who wants his daughter to die in vain?

Ten miles and eight villages, if it weren't for the fork of the ancestral tomb, it would definitely not be able to win against those powerful young ladies in the family.

"Cuihua, let's go?" The village chief walked over with a smile and looked at the emerald flower road.

Cuihua looked at the villagers behind her who were looking at her affectionately, waved her little hand, turned around, and got into the ox cart prepared by the village chief and headed for the county seat.

The road was bumpy, and Cuihua didn't have much of the heart to look at the scenery, thinking about when it was best to escape, but before she could think of it, the ox cart had already stopped in front of a magnificent mansion, with two big characters written on it

"Yamen!" Cuihua looked up and read.

"Cuihua, come down, you will go in and participate in the county election in a while." The uncle who drove the ox cart smiled.

Cuihua jumped off the ox cart and patted the ashes off her body

"Okay." After speaking, Cuihua shook the broken burden behind her, and was about to go inside, but there was a sneer behind her

"How can a village girl also participate in the county election?" The delicate voice was followed by a burst of laughter like silver bells.

Cuihua turned her head and looked at the little girl who was looking at her with her head full of pearls and brocades, and she looked handsome, but if she collected the disdain and contempt in her eyes, she could be regarded as a little beauty

"You'll have to ask the Holy One." Cuihua arched her hand upwards with a serious face, looked at his immediately dark face, pouted boredly, and strode into the yamen.