The bell of the drum tower rang suddenly, counting the hours, Jin Wen was about to arrive in Bianjing in two more hours, and the family would be reunited.

"Miao'er, I'll send you home"

Jin Jiaojiao planned to send Shen Miao'er, who was inconvenient, back home first, and then go to Wankelai Restaurant to order a few dishes of her father's favorite wine and food to go home to celebrate.

"You don't have to, you can go back first, Lin Lang will come to pick me up after his official business, and it's boring to go back, so I'll relax and relax here."

Hiss~

The second time.

Looking at her gentle and gentle appearance, Jin Jiaojiao felt a little apprehensive in her heart, she finally met a software and hardware that met the requirements, but unfortunately why was she so dog!

Once this person is compared, the gap will appear, the gap will produce a gap in the heart, and the gap will sprout to compare, but Jin Jiaojiao does not feel that she is vain, but her luck is not good.

"Then we won't care about you, my father is coming back soon, let him know that I am happy here, I'm afraid it will be cold, I'll go back and pretend" Jin Jiaojiao smiled and said.

"Say hello to Uncle Kim for me."

"Got it."

"Remember to settle the bill......"

Jin Jiaojiao didn't go downstairs without looking back, she waved goodbye with her back to her, too lazy to give this daughter who was a loser for her husband a look.

Wankelai Restaurant is on the next street, only a few miles away from Laoyue Building. Jin Jiaojiao did not take the carriage, and walked on the bustling streets with Xi'er one after the other.

When passing by the façade of Qianjintai, you can only hear the passionate shouts and bets of the guests inside, and you can't hear a trace of wind and grass in the backyard.

Along the way, the two discussed the dishes they would order later.

The streets are filled with merchants from all over the world, little ladies who buy shops, and scholars and children who play and play......

The fireworks in the world are very lively, adhering to the principle of who cares about things before and after death, and how many days are a few days, Jin Jiaojiao took away the haze in a corner of her heart and suddenly became brighter.

"I will stop by to buy some mung bean pastries from Lao Li's family in a while, and I will be happy about this."

Xi'er approached and said, "Buy some more Zhang Ji's wife cakes, Xi'er loves to eat them." ”

"Nonsense, Xi'er obviously loves to eat sweet potato vines and green cabbage leaves" Jin Jiaojiao teased her.

Xi'er's mouth deflated, "Miss, ignore you, I want to complain to Mother Liu, saying that you are bullying people and making fun of me as a pig"

The master and servant talked and laughed, and tens of thousands of customers came to order a large table of dishes, and asked the store to send them to the Jinfu on Shuizi Street in the evening, and then went to Lao Li's house and Zhang Ji to buy mung bean cake and wife cake respectively, and then they were ready to go home.

On the waterway, the fisherman sang in the wind, and Jin Jiaojiao stood on the side of the official road with a food box, waiting for Xi'er to go to the alley to call her own carriage to pick it up.

At this time, there was an exclamation and the neighing of horses from the crowd, and the people on the street were so frightened that they avoided the side of the road, and as the crowd retreated, a runaway black horse carrying a man in Tsing Yi was like a sharp arrow from a bow, and ran in the direction where Jin Jiaojiao was standing!

The people around couldn't dodge, someone fell to the ground between the pushes, Jin Jiaojiao was also accidentally tripped and fell to the ground in the process of following others to avoid in another direction, seeing that the black horse was about to rush to the front, the pupils dilated in an instant, and the hideous horse face was reflected in the deep eyes, getting closer and closer......

Jin Jiaojiao's brain was blank, she lost control of her body, she couldn't react, her pores trembled, she couldn't hear the screams of passers-by, and the only thing left in her mind was the rapid horse's hooves and the clatter of the bluestone slab......

It's as clear as a song.

With the passage of time, a warm liquid splashed on the side of Jin Jiaojiao's face and hands, and a strong fishy smell lingered between her noses.

Not human blood......

Someone squeezed out of the crowd, "Cuihua, why did you die young?" ”

Jin Jiaojiao followed the prestige, only to see the lost boy holding a silver kitchen knife, squatting next to a hen sighing, the body of the red-crowned hen named Cuihua was trampled to pieces, rolling her eyes, and she was already dead......

At the last moment, the heroic hen soared out of the air and pecked one of the eyes of the black horse, and the black horse shook off the hen in a frenzy, and changed direction in a panic, and they were able to escape by luck with their fallen people, and the hen Cuihua died heroically.

The runaway black horse had fled towards the end of the street, and the man in Tsing Yi on the horse turned his head to look at Jin Jiaojiao who was sitting on the ground from a distance, there was no trace of panic on his cold face, and Jin Jiaojiao was touched by his fierce gaze.

I don't know if it was an illusion of excessive fright, but she felt that there was a strong murderous intent in the man's eyes.

"Girl, are you okay," a kind grocery shopping aunt helped Jin Jiaojiao up, "Hurry up and move your legs to see if there are any sprains." ”

Jin Jiaojiao tried to take two steps, and it was fine, but the palm of her hand was worn out a little skin.

The people who had just fallen to the ground were also lifted up one after another, and some of them suffered foot injuries, but they were generally not serious.

After a while, everyone thought they were unlucky.

Xi'er, who went to summon the coachman, hurriedly pushed through the crowd, and looked left and right to find her young lady sitting on a wooden bench on the side of the street in embarrassment, her hair in a loose bun, and blood stains mixed with mud on her fine clothes. was immediately startled by the chicken blood on her side face that she didn't have time to clean up.

"Miss, are you okay, I heard that someone is riding a horse in the street here, what's the matter with your blood? Are you hurt? ”

"It's not hurt, it's chicken blood" Jin Jiaojiao soothed, and motioned to her to the dead hen on the ground, "No, it's the hen that was killed or injured." ”

Zhao Bingyu, who was squatting on the ground, ignored the master and servant, and was thinking about how to collect Cuihua's body.

Xi'er was still uneasy and checked Jin Jiaojiao's whole body, and after confirming that everything was fine, she slowly exhaled the depressed breath in her heart.

Like a deflated doll, she suddenly lost her center of gravity and sat down on the wooden bench, her hands hanging weakly to her sides, and her face became even more gloomy, even more ugly than just now.

"Isn't I fine, why are you still crying?" Jin Jiaojiao smiled lightly, but in fact, she also had palpitations.

The little girl in front of her turned her body sideways, her shoulders twitched, Jin Jiaojiao thought she was frightened, and walked up to her to tease her again, but when she saw Xi'er in tears, she was crying......

"Xi'er, you...... What's wrong? ”

"Miss, when I went to the alley to call our carriage just now, I saw this posted on the wall," she pulled out a large stack of waste paper from her sleeve and handed it to Jin Jiaojiao, her tone was excited, "The streets and alleys are pasted everywhere, I can't finish tearing them, I don't know how these tricks appeared here." ”

Jin Jiaojiao was shocked, is it about to be?

"Miss, aren't you all carefully put away?"

Wow! Put away the wedge!

Jin Jiaojiao stared at the papers in her hand for a moment, and she didn't know how she took them, heavy, about forty or fifty copies, all rubbing.

There is Jin Jiaojiao's seal on it, and the content is almost the same, but the signature is different.

Her already frightened face was completely bloodless, and Jin Jiaojiao flipped through them one by one, and there were eighteen different names, which was ridiculous, and some of them even she forgot who they were.

yes, how did it end up here?

Who is it that has been so bothered to print and post it?

Who could it be? Jin Jiaojiao thought self-deprecatingly, who else could it be?

"Miss, ...... Le"

It was like a bolt from the blue and gave her a blow to the head.

"Shut up."

...... Xi'er was startled by the cold expression on Jin Jiaojiao's face, and immediately silenced, leaving only bean-sized tears falling down on her white and tender face.

The name went from the heart and lungs to the cerebral cortex and rolled into the throat. Jin Jiaojiao stared at Cuihua who was trampled to death by the horse's hooves on the ground, only to feel that the foot penetrated into her heart, and the feeling of suffocation made her no longer able to hold the contract in her hand.

Zou Zoubaba's paper was covered with hard paste and traces of chicken blood on Jin Jiaojiao's hands, scattered all over the ground......

The name that was about to come out was locked in the flood gate by her, and she even stubbornly found all kinds of reasons and excuses to convince herself that it was not her, it couldn't be her!

However, the man's unusual behavior over the past few days automatically projected in his mind.

Everything is reasonable, and there is a forewarning......

This side covers the sky and the sun, scratches the heart and scratches the liver, and the other side is also gloomy and bleak, scratching ears and cheeks.

Zhao Bingyu was worried that he couldn't find a coffin to collect Cuihua's body, when he suddenly saw the waste paper on the ground, and his eyes lit up and picked it all up without saying a word.

Excitedly and shyly, she asked Jin Jiaojiao: "Miss Jin, you don't want this paper, right?" Then I took it, and used it to the fullest, just to hold the corpse of Cuihua. ”

He became addicted to the play, and continued to sigh: "Cuihua is so pitiful, she sacrificed her life to save the lives of a group of people, but all beings are equal." ”

All beings are equal, Jin Jiaojiao snorted coldly, where are all beings equal?

"Don't want it, give it all to you, if it's not enough, there should be a lot more on the street over there"

How ironic, Jin Jiaojiao grabbed the handle of the box with her five fingers and picked up the food box on the ground, and her tone was cold, "Go home." ”

The summer sun is slanting in the sky, and the bright sunlight can't raise the temperature of Jin Jiaojiao's body, Zhao Bingyu looked at her lonely back when she turned to leave, only to feel that her steps were extremely heavy and extremely difficult.

Strange, isn't her leg not injured?

What's wrong with this person, he doesn't look like he can't help but be scared.

"Hey, Miss Kim?"

Zhao Bingyu shouted: "The richest man...... Cuihua finally saved your life, don't you mean to reward and comfort its family? ”

Passers-by threw strange and surprised glances at him, Zhao Bingyu lowered his head and glanced at the dead Cuihua, muttered, stopped dancing, and concentrated on cleaning up Cuihua's body.

After picking up Cuihua's piecemeal loss, Jin Jiaojiao and Xi'er were completely invisible in the crowd, Zhao Bingyu took out three pieces of waste paper and covered them above the corpse, and pinned the kitchen knife to his waist, and then picked up Cuihua and walked to Qianjintai.

Halfway through, he turned his head to read the text on the paper because he was bored:

"Marriage contract, there are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding......"

In short, it is a long and large praise of this person for being talented and good-looking, and having a good character, Zhao Bingyu continued to look down, and suddenly raised his voice, "A special gift of one hundred and twenty taels of silver, for Er to study and catch up with the exam, he will succeed in the day, the good fate will be determined, the white head will be forever together, the flower is full of moon, Xin Yan'er, will swim in the sea and rot, and refer to the mandarin couple and the first alliance." I hereby make this agreement. If it fails, the agreement will be annulled immediately, and both parties will remain silent to prevent leaks. ”

"One hundred and twenty taels per person!" Zhao Bingyu looked at the whole snail contract in his hand and exclaimed: "Isn't ten people one thousand two hundred taels!" ”

He hadn't seen that much money in a long time.

After sighing, she realized why Jin Jiaojiao suddenly changed her face.

“...... If it's not enough, the streets and alleys are full of ......."

Zhao Bingyu suddenly turned around and ran to another street, and sure enough, as Jin Jiaojiao said, there were small notices everywhere that were no different from those in his hands.

Passers-by either stopped to watch, or discussed, the Jin family's reputation is not small, coupled with the credibility crisis some time ago......

At this time, Jin Jiaojiao was completely pushed to the cusp.