The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Zhao Qingyi only stayed in Zhuangzi for a month. On weekdays, she went up the mountain to practice Qigong secretly. She didn't do any housework. Ren Yuniang cursed at her only as a deaf ear, but if she wanted to beat her again, she could slip away like a smog.

If Yu Niang wants to punish her for being hungry, she must be locked up too! Without food, she went to Zhuangzi's kitchen to touch some food, went to the mountain to practice exercises and some game, and then she passed by.

If Yu Niang wants to force her to die, Zhao Qingyi will not stop her, she can die if she wants to die.

Zhao Qingyi, the "unfilial girl", is not interested in watching her death-hunting process, but also interested in taking over the results of her death-hunting-she doesn't care about burying it.

As the saying goes, stand a thousand blades on the wall, and be strong when you have no desire. In modern terms, when you don't want to get any material or non-material from a person, then you are her invincible.

That day and night, she secretly touched Yu Niang's sleeping hole, and then touched the house of Wang and Zhang's family.

It was also fortunate that she overheard and watched at night for more than half a month, and figured out the secrets of this big Zhuangtou and Erzhuangtou.

She sneaked into the Wang family's room first, pried open a bluestone slab under the table, and took out a box, which was a stack of silver bills, and half a box of gold and silver.

Holding the bank note, she was half happy, half eager to cry without tears, she was "illiterate", which one had a large denomination and which one had a small denomination!

Think that the other party is a servant of the Zhao family, who embezzled privately when managing Zhuangzi, but they also had the salary they deserved, so she planned to get only half of it. I didn't know how to read, so I had to get only half of the various styles of bank notes.

She is the true daughter of the Zhao family, this is also the original owner of the thing.

In the Zhang family room, she also patronized with a gourd painting.

The next day, when Zhao Qingyi went to herd sheep on the mountain, he separated from the second girl of the Wang family and did not return to Zhuangzi in the evening.

Yu Niang wanted to strangle this girl a long time ago, but she couldn't help but not want to attract Zhang's attention to endure her increasingly perverse temperament, not big or small.

"Lianxiang" didn't go home, and Yu Niang also had an indescribable taste. After all, it was the fake daughter who had embraced, raised, and acted with her.

There is no true love between mothers and daughters, there is still a bit of "cooperation" of rival actors and actresses! So she would also wonder if something would happen to "Lianxiang", worrying a bit cheaply in her heart.

After a second thought, if something went wrong with "Lianxiang", wouldn't it be right that Qingyue would no longer be threatened.

Although it is impossible to realize the plan to reverse the life of his daughter and the daughter of the Hou Men, it is okay to let the girl who grows up and become annoying sooner. Why should she worry?

Three days later, a tenant tenant in the village found two blood-stained shoes in the back mountain, as well as rags of clothes hooked on the bushes, and there seemed to be traces of wolves on the ground. It was later confirmed to be Lianxiang's.

Lianxiang never returned to Zhuangzi, and everyone knew the "fact" that she was eaten away by a wolf. (Lying with a spear and wolf: Just that witch, I am the victim, you hateful human beings irrespective of right and wrong!)

Yu Niang was also completely confused, her five flavors were mixed, and the child she had raised for ten years was gone. The real daughter of the Hou Palace was actually eaten by the wolf.

She also cried for a while, but while crying, there was always a voice telling herself: That's good, it's really clean, it was the wolf who took her away, not that she killed her.

And Zhang knew about this, two months later, this is another story, let alone mention it.

...

Zhao Qingyi slipped out of Zhuangzi with a huge sum of money, and first returned to Luojing, the largest international metropolis in the 12th century.

She bought two Chinese clothes worn by teenagers in a clothing store, and they both paid for them in silver.

It's not that she dislikes "coins", but that she is illiterate, and she is eager to change clothes and doesn't want to bother before changing clothes.

This can't help but talk about her being "illiterate." How can she be madly illiterate?

Even the Xiaoyanzi comrade Xiaoyanzi described by grandma poor shakes her three streets and can be her grandma and grandma.

Even if she has ten thousand scriptures in her belly, when she takes a pen to write, her mind is empty, and when she puts down the pen, it is all in her mind. All the texts looked like little black dots in Braille when they came to her.

She lives in such a bizarre "illiterate" world, let alone learn to write a few poems to seduce a group of peerless and beautiful men who have nothing to eat and do.

It is hard to imagine how terrible it is for an illiterate who does not even know one to ten to travel alone.

Zhao Qingyi felt that her soul had become stronger again, and she was just this illiterate.

Zhao Qingyi is wearing a white men's clothing that is enough to look good, with a bunch of high hair. She is a very handsome little man. She is ten years old this year and has not developed yet. It is the time when she is indistinguishable from male and female.

It was early summer, and Zhao Qingyi was playing a folding fan, thinking about the travel route he planned for four years at a leisurely pace.

Just like the original owner's tragic life, he summoned her to come over. She didn't take her to eat, drink and play with her enough, and she was sorry.

In Huixianglou, I ordered a good table of noodles and enjoyed the taste of the local tyrants eating a bowl of bear paws and pouring a bowl-of course, it was a bowl of street beggars.

This is the time for the daughter of the Hou Men to live. After the truth is revealed, relatives will go to learn to read poems, books, pianos, calligraphy and calligraphy with the Zhang family. Isn't it looking for abuse?

I haven’t even had a meal before, so talk to me about poems and distant places, funny!

To travel, you still need transportation, eat and drink enough, and go to the women's bathroom with a few women's screams and become a hooligan. When leaving the store, Zhao Qingyi touched her smooth head, ignoring the white eyes and curious sighs of several women-Xiao Langjun was still very handsome.

...

Zhao Qingyi wrapped a semi-wet handkerchief around his nose, entering and leaving the horse market with the smell of smoke, and selecting horses. For Zhao Qingyi, who is not used to riding a "white dragon horse" but almost a British thoroughbred horse, the average Central Plains horse is really not very attractive.

After shopping for a long time, I was very disappointed, but saw a scrawny black horse at an unsurprising horse vendor.

She almost missed it, and then paused to take a closer look, walking in circles, verifying it back and forth.

"Tsk tusk, tusk tusk, this horse... this horse..."

The horse vendor has been standing here for a long time, and no one has come to buy a horse. He picked up the sick horse in Liangzhou. It was originally a gambler's heart that picked up a cheap heart, and after picking it up, gave it some grass to eat. It has been half-dead, so I still have to let it go as soon as possible.

The horse dealer smiled and said: "Little Lang Jun, you really have a good vision (doesn't your conscience hurt?), this is a good Guan Wai horse, before it was so thin that it was so thin after riding hard. With Xiao Lang Jun's skills Noble body, this horse is a blessing for you to admire. In the future, with the nobleness of Xiaolangjun, he will be able to get fat back and become a great horse for a thousand miles."

Zhao Qingyi looked weird, finally glanced at him, frowned, and said, "Why are you selling?"

The horse dealer weighed it up and said, "...I will sell it to you at eight or eight."

Zhao Qingyi took a deep breath and didn't reply.

"Five taels, this horse is also predestined with Xiao Langjun, and I will sell them for others."

Zhao Qingyi snorted and said, "Just your lame eyes are like this, so you are embarrassed to be a horse dealer?"

The horse dealer said, "You have good eyesight, I don't know what I am, I usually sell cloth, so I will sell horses today. I hit it off with Xiaolang, three or two, half sold and half free, will it be successful?"

Zhao Qingyi took a deep breath, domineeringly took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, took out the one that looked at the largest one, took it in front of the horse vendor, and said, "Did you see it, how many more?"

The horse vendor's eyes widened: "Five...Five hundred taels? Xiao Langjun is indeed a dragon and phoenix among the people. Five hundred taels buy this horse..."

"Zhao Wenblind" quickly remembered in his heart: It turned out that the face value of this banknote was five hundred taels. Oh my God, those greedy minions can compare with the minions of Rongguo Mansion.

"It's not dark, I just dreamed. That's not good! Find me four hundred and ninety-seven taels."

"..." The horse dealer twitched his mouth, "Little Langjun, I don't have that much money to look for you."

Zhao Qingyi coughed, pretending to be profound, and took out a different size of silver ticket and hung it in front of the horse vendor, and said, "Look, how much is it? Have you got the money?"

"One hundred taels, I... still nothing."

Zhao Qingyi took another picture just like the life of a rich girl, and said, "What about now?"

"Fifty taels... is still not enough, I have thirty taels."

Zhao Qingyi achieved some goals at this time, and really wanted the horse, so he said, "Give me all the money you have. Give you the fifty taels. I bought the horse."

It is said that wealth is not revealing, that is for people who have no power to bind chickens. For Witch Zhao, who is hopeless except for illiteracy, she is the mafia boss of the underworld. If you don’t know what to do, how can you buy a horse you like and figure out how important the face value of the silver bill is. ——You must not find that you are so illiterate that you don’t even know the bank notes, otherwise everyone will cheat her.

After the two handed over, Zhao Qingyi took all the silver bills into his arms again, and sent the prince of the family as a party, leading the horse and leaving.

Zhao Qingyi led the horse out of the horse market, and found a hotel nearby to stay. He only asked the younger brother to feed the horse with the best fodder. Before entering the store, he went to the hospital to grab some medicine.

The body is tubular, the chest is narrow, the back is long, the rib cage is shallow, and the phalanges are long and not obvious. Haha, a golden horse of Akhaldi was so ruined that it was more than just a bright ball.

Zhao Qingyi suddenly felt that the fate of the original owner and the Akhaljie Golden Horse were really the same, like a pearl covered in dust.

It's just that Akhaljema basically determines that it is a jewel in blood. By the way, it has a name that is more familiar to Chinese people, the sweaty BMW.

But the original owner originally had a pure and kind heart, which is a brilliant pearl.

Even if the truth came to light, the original owner did not think of revenge; even if the Zhang family later picked up Li Qingyue, she did not think about reasonable rejection, and wondered whether Li Qingyue would affect her life; even when Li Qingyue gave birth, she really wanted to make peace with her. Coexistence.

If it weren't for the sinister hearts of the people in this world, it's really deceiving people too much, it's not that forgiveness and tolerance can make everything happen, and it won't be the current situation.

She was in a trance, but suddenly she felt that someone in the market knocked her lightly. Zhao Qingyi touched her in her arms and secretly said: Where is the little thief, dare to hit her aunt's **** and come up to death!

Zhao Qingyi quickly raised her energy to chase. The figure was still running normally, but found that she was still a light gong master, and she quickly performed light gong.

This place is close to the horse market to the west of Luojing. It is not considered the center of Luojing City. The thief ran to the west. Zhao Qingyi hurriedly chased after him, and the two immediately left the West Gate. Pedestrians in the street only felt that two shadows, one gray and one white, drifted by, secretly surprised.

Zhao Qingyi had practiced the "His Majesty the Emperor's Improved Edition" Nine Yin Scriptures for two years, but after all, the time was short, and this thief was a light-gong practitioner, and she couldn't catch up for a while.