Chapter Eighty-Five: Do Your Hands Hurt When You Hit People?
Even if Lord Song said that he would not pursue it, Xi Dazhuang did not dare to take it lightly.
After he returned to the inn with Chixi, he hurriedly got into the carriage and hurried back.
However, in the dense forest shortly after leaving the city, they were blocked by a group of strong men with swords in their hands.
"Stop! I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, I want to pass by here, and leave to buy road wealth! ”
The strong man at the head brandished a big knife, pointed at Xi Dazhuang in front of the carriage and sneered: "Seeing that your carriage is also worth some silver, quickly take off your clothes and get out, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!" ”
Even though the strong man pretended to be a bandit, Xi Dazhuang could still see his disguise at a glance.
Because the skin on his bare wrists is not rough, his body is a little fat, but his face is sallow, although these people are not pampered on weekdays, but they have no worries about food and clothing, and even a little money can go to the flower building.
"What if I don't let it?"
Xi Dazhuang sneered, his eyes flashing with a cold cold light.
The strong man at the head felt that his majesty had been violated, and his face instantly became ugly: "You don't want to toast and not eat and drink!" If you get out of the way, I'll spare your life, and if you don't, I'll kill you!" ”
The lord instructed them to bring back the woman in the carriage unscathed.
I heard from a colleague who went back that this woman's husband is not low in martial arts.
They don't want to deal with this person unless they have to.
"Then you can try it!"
Xi Dazhuang squinted slightly, and before everyone could react, his figure jumped out quickly, and the strong man who hit the head was kicked three feet away by him, smashed on the big tree not far away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"You...... How dare you do it? Brothers, go up together and hack this bastard to death for me! ”
Everyone was frightened by his fierce movements and strength, and they rushed up, trying to catch him quickly.
But Xi Dazhuang's figure and movements were too fast and treacherous, and they were not ready, and they were all kicked to the ground by Xi Dazhuang, wailing nonstop.
Chi Xi opened the carriage curtain and took a look, and when he saw Xi Dazhuang walking with his feet raised, he hurriedly asked, "Xianggong, are you injured?" ”
"Nope."
Xi Dazhuang shook his head, his eyes flashed slightly, stepped into the carriage in a few steps, and whispered: "It's not early, we have to hurry up and get on the road, otherwise we won't be able to return home before dark." ”
"Okay, let's hurry up."
Chi Xi always felt that something was strange about today's events, and she wondered: "How can there be such rampant bandits outside the state capital, and the government doesn't care?" This is what happened to us. ”
Xi Dazhuang didn't tell Chi Xi that these people were not bandits, it was very likely that they were the subordinates of Lord Song, and it was not difficult to see that their target was Chi Xi based on the posture that they wanted him to leave immediately.
His eyes were gloomy, and he said lightly: "It's okay, let's go quickly, there is a husband, don't worry." ”
Chi Xi immediately smiled: "I'm not worried, if you're hungry or not, I'll give you buns to eat." ”
Chixi returned to the carriage, took out the bun he had just bought on the street and handed it to Xi Dazhuang, and said with a chuckle: "This is a meat bun, with thin skin and big filling, and it costs three cents a piece!" It's still hot, you eat more. ”
Xi Dazhuang turned his head to look at the smiling Chixi, a smile flashed in his eyes, he took the bun from her hand and took a bite, and the rich soup and meat filling were bitten into his mouth.
This bun costs three cents, no loss.
Seeing that he was happy to eat, Chi Xi hurriedly handed him the two more.
They didn't seem to have accomplished anything on this trip, but Chixi didn't feel sorry, because some things were in a hurry, and Xi Dazhuang didn't show any dissatisfaction.
The two hurried and finally returned to Dahe Village before dark.
Chixi handed over the things he bought for Tian Cuihe to her, and Tian Cuihe smiled from ear to ear: "Look at you, bring me some things when you go out, our family is not short of these now, if you see any favorite jewelry in the future, buy more for yourself, what does it matter if my wife wears it or not." ”
"Mother, don't you want to say such things, you look so good, you should wear more jewelry."
Chi Xi coaxed Tian Cuihe into a flutter in a few words.
At night, when the husband and wife were lying on the bed, Chi Xi's head recalled Mrs. Song's hostility towards her and Lord Song's surprise and nostalgia when he saw her face, she wrinkled her brows and said to Xi Dazhuang: "Brother Da Zhuang, tomorrow I will go to the old people in the village to ask if I am like my mother." All I know is that my mother was killed by a wolf when I was two or three years old, and I only know her name, and it is said that she was a refugee who fled from elsewhere, and she did not even know where her family was. ”
Xi Dazhuang raised his hand and touched Chixi's little head, and whispered, "Don't think about it so much, go to bed first." Whatever you want to know, your husband will accompany you to investigate. ”
Although Xi Dazhuang is not manpower enough, too many years have passed since the events of that year.
Many of the clues have disappeared.
But it's man-made.
Chi Xi leaned into Xi Dazhuang's arms, nodded lightly and closed his eyes.
After Chixi fell asleep, Xi Dazhuang quietly got up and put on his clothes, and led the horse out of the door lightly.
Lord Song Xu saw Chixi's familiar face, and was injured again, and after returning to the mansion, he called a doctor to treat the wound and drank the medicine, and then lay down, and when the person who went to perform the task came back to report the failure of the mission, he was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick: "You group of waste, so many people, you can't even take a small person, what does this official want you to do?" Get out of here! ”
The guards rolled in a trembling manner.
The housekeeper Song Ping stepped forward and asked cautiously, "My lord, I don't know who you are looking for?" It's so urgent. ”
Song Ping has been by the side of Lord Song since he was a child, and he is the chief housekeeper of the Song Mansion, and he knows a lot about Lord Song's affairs.
Lord Song didn't need to hide it from him, he sighed lightly and said, "I saw a woman today, who looks very similar to Yaru, but she is not born to the official despite her age. ”
Song Ping's eyebrows raised, and he hurriedly said, "My lord, can that woman be called Chixi?" ”
When Lord Song heard this, his pupils widened suddenly, and he hurriedly asked, "Could it be that you know that woman?" ”
"Yesterday, the wife of Chen County Ling took the woman to visit the lady, and the old slave took a look, and she was indeed seven or eight points similar to Miss Yaru."
In all fairness, although similar, the difference can be seen at a glance.
The woman's eyebrows were more delicate and agile, and the light under her eyes was clear and clean, not always sad like Miss Yaru.
"Visiting Madame?"
Lord Song's face sank instantly, and after a moment of silence, he commanded lightly: "No matter what method you use, you must find out the life of that woman for me, if she is the child of the official, she will not be left behind, if she is not the child of the official, then take her back to the mansion." ”
Song Ping's eyes flashed slightly, and then he responded, "Yes, my lord." ”
Over the years, the aunts in the house have some shadows of Miss Yaru, the youngest is the one who just entered the house last year, only sixteen years old, those eyes are similar to Miss Yaru, and she just gave birth to a little son for adults last month.
Song Ping has long been surprised by the adult's obsession with Miss Yaru.
"Go down! The officer rested for a moment. ”
Lord Song's mind kept flashing Chi Xi's delicate little face, and for a while, he thought of the woman who smiled at him many years ago, and for a while he couldn't tell who was who.
Not long after Chen Ping retreated, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of Lord Song's bed.