The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

The fat thief was named Li Hong, and the thin thief was named Li Wei. If Zhao Qingyi let them go according to the routine, maybe they would just give up. But Zhao Qingyi took away two thieves and more than two hundred taels of silver!

I don't know if Zhao Qingyi didn't know the size of the bank notes, or she was used to being a rich person and didn't know the value of the money she took away.

Brothers Li Hong and Li Wei were about to vomit blood when they thought about it, so the two of them became fierce, and they wouldn't let this kid feel better. They know that they can't provoke people like Zhao Qingyi, but others can provoke them. They are considered low-level caravans, so they want to find someone to fake their power, find the place, and the most important thing is to regain the money. They dare not. I want a horse.

Originally, they only wanted to find a hall master, but they didn't expect to meet Ma Tao, the Fourth Young Master who had always loved good horses.

They described it and told him that a foreign kid didn't put the caravan in his eyes and spoke rudely. They went forward to reason and were bullied by him. They were robbed of money by him. The most important thing is that he has a sweaty BMW.

Although Ma Tao was the Fourth Young Master of the Caravan, he had never gotten a BMW, and he was thrilled. And when a foreigner from the other party came to Tai Sui to break the ground, that was too much of a caravan.

Ma Tao thought about beating the kid and helping the brothers get the money back, and his sweaty BMW apologized to them as a caravan.

Ma Tao is the youngest son of the caravan owner. He has always been spoiled by the old lady. Let alone fighting for other people's things, his brothers in the family want him to get three points.

Zhao Qingyi looked at the other side there were more than 20 people, this street is about to kidnap people, the folk customs in the border area is really hard to describe.

The fat thief, Li Hong, has gained momentum. At this time, he is no longer begging for mercy. He said loudly, "Smelly boy, this is the fourth master of our caravan. Don't you hurry to kneel and beg for mercy! Fourth master can let you go. ."

Zhao Qingyi rolled her eyes and said, "I said, if you bump into it again, the money will not be enough!"

Li Hong couldn't help taking a step back, and Ma Tao was a little dissatisfied because she was ignored by her, and said, "You guy who has no hair even dared to provoke our caravan?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "You control the caravan and bull gang, your people come to rob, do I still offer it with both hands?"

Ma Tao said: "Yes! If you offer your sweaty BMW with both hands today, then we can still expose it, otherwise you will have to suffer some skin and flesh."

Zhao Qingyi didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, saying: "If you want to fight, come on, hurt each other! Who is afraid of whom!"

Ma Tao became angry, waved his hand, and said, "Brothers, give it to me!"

Zhao Qingyi looked at the standards of these people. They were far worse than Wuyiwei of the Yasukuni Government. Most of them had learned a little bit of superficial skills. So he rushed into the crowd, palmed his left and a little right, and quickly defeated the seven or eight people who had rushed in the first wave.

Zhao Qingyi stood back flat like a harrier, landed gracefully, opened the folding fan pretendingly, and said, "Are you coming?"

Li Hong and Li Wei were scared to the end, and secretly said: It turns out that you can't win with too many people. Is it too late to regret now?

Ma Tao couldn't help being horrified when he saw that he had this method. He had always learned some martial arts. He couldn't estimate how high the opponent's martial arts was, but he could estimate that he would definitely not be able to beat him.

So Ma Tao wanted to slip away. Zhao Qingyi only became a caravan, a gangster who loves to rob the common people. As a modern person, he hates this kind of organization the most. So they didn't give them a chance and gave them all the points. The most complicated acupuncture technique was used on Ma Tao, and the fat and thin two thief was beaten by her with a bruised nose and swollen face, lying on the ground sorrowing and crying endlessly.

At this moment, I heard the sound of horseshoes at the end of the road.

There were seven or eight people, dressed in strong blue clothes, and a handsome boy of fourteen or five years old, but he was wearing a red belt around his waist.

In this court system, emperors and princes in the royal family can wear bright yellow ribbons, while princes and county princes can wear golden ribbons; princes and princes outside the royal family can wear bright red ribbons. And the corresponding wife and concubines are the same. If the concubine is a concubine, it can't be tied except when she gets married. (Treasure belt: refers to the belt inlaid with treasures)

All the honor of a woman comes from the father, husband, and son, with few exceptions.

These people in the middle of the road were all blocking them, and the riders couldn't help stopping.

Zhao Qingyi couldn't help being stunned when he saw the young man who was immediately pulling the reins, but saw that he wasn't Zhao Qingxuan who was?

At this time, Zhao Qingxuan had not been sent to Luojing by Zhao Duo to be a proton. Only Zhang’s mother and daughter were in Beijing.

As the little emperor's little tricks made Zhao Duo overwhelmed, but thinking that Zhao Qingxuan was also sixteen and the most basic teaching was taught, Zhao Duo sent him to Beijing in the name of sending him to the Imperial College.

In the last two years before his life experience was exposed, Li Qingyue had always made shoes, gloves, and clothes for her brother, and she was also very caring about her on weekdays.

Zhao Qingxuan thought she was his only sister, and naturally had a very good relationship with her siblings at the time, so when the truth became clear, he felt much pity for her.

At that time, the Zhao family let off Li Qingyue's mother and daughter. It was Li Qingyue who cried to Zhang and Zhao Qingxuan, and the mother and son decided to kick them out. Afterwards, Zhang and Zhao Qingxuan sighed with emotion, recalling Li Qingyue's various things, and they were naturally reluctant to give up.

And Zhao Qingyi had a natural inferiority complex of a little maid to this elder brother, and also wanted to make clothes and shoes for his elder brother.

Zhao Qingyi has never been well taught, and has always been a third-class maidservant and a rough maid of Zhuangzi. No matter the stitches or patterns in his works, they are inferior to Li Qingyue. Zhao Qingxuan did not show disgust, and he felt sorry for the real sister's experience, but it is inevitable that Li Qingyue would be thought of again.

This is human nature, but the harm to the original owner is invisible.

Zhao Qingning, the clan brother next to Zhao Qingxuan, rushed forward and said: "Who blocked the way!"

Ma Tao was hit by a big hole all over his body and could no longer speak, but he yelled from below, "Help! Murder!"

The young retainer beside Zhao Qingxuan couldn't help but clenched the knife.

Zhao Qingning said, "Who would dare to commit murder in the street?"

Zhao Qingyi knew that it was inevitable to avoid at this time, so she raised her head and raised her chest, clasped her fists and said: "My sons please, please, in Xia Lianqing. These are said to be members of the caravan. At noon, the two of them were thinking about it. The mounts to be stolen from Xia, Xia gave them a lesson and let them go without a report. I didn't expect them to be indignant. At this time, I found these people who wanted to kill Xia Xia. There was no killer in Xia Xia, so I just clicked them and knocked them down. , I’m about to send off an official, to distinguish right from wrong, you are here."

These words were flat, but the teenagers below Zhao Qingxuan couldn't help being surprised. There were more than twenty people lying on the ground, and the man who came out in front of him spoke clearly, and he was still a child.

This style of painting is also absolutely amazing.

Zhao Qingxuan couldn't help but take a step forward and looked at the child, but he felt that he was very young and magnificent, with a kind of extravagance as a son of a family, and this kind of aura was very familiar.

Even if Zhao Qingxuan didn't investigate the truth or falsehood of his words, he would have a three-point favor when he saw him.

Suddenly, a retainer behind Zhao Qingxuan said: "My son, this kid looks like..."

The teenagers around Zhao Qingxuan have been studying and practicing martial arts with him since he was a child, and of course they have met him when he was a child.

The retainers, including Zhao Qingxuan, couldn't help being taken aback before they finished speaking.

The child in front of him is six or seven points similar to Zhao Qingxuan, but Zhao Qingxuan is fifteen years old and more masculine. This child is still childish. His brows are handsome and beautiful, but they are much softer, and the lines of his face are also softer than him. .

Zhao Qingxuan and Zhao Qingyi are siblings of the same father and mother. She is about four to five like Zhang, but six to seven like Zhao Qingxuan, especially when she wears men's clothing. Because both of them both resemble Zhang's place and Zhao Duo's place.

Zhao Qingxuan's full-fledged family prince, the temperament of a general heir, pointed at the people on the ground with a horse whip, and said: "So many people, are you hitting the ground alone?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "Yes, their martial arts are very low."

In this Shuofang boundary, others might be afraid of the caravan, but the dignified North Hou Shizi will not be afraid. It is just that the people of Shuobei are sturdy, some things are too strict, and the water is clear, but there are no fish.

The border residents lost their blood, and they couldn't adapt to this kind of living environment. Shuofang was not a peaceful land boundary, and it was often attacked by Bei Di.

Zhao Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Then your martial arts is very high?"

Zhao Qingyi wanted to get close to Dingbei Hou Mansion to see his father, so he smiled and said, "Of course it is much taller than them, and a little higher than your lord Moyo."

A young retainer beside Zhao Qingxuan shouted: "Bold! Do you know who this is?"

Zhao Qingxuan waved his hand and said, "I don't quite believe how old you are."

Zhao Qingyi treated his statement as an interrogative sentence, saying: "Ten years old, almost eleven years old."

All the teenagers beside Zhao Qingxuan couldn't help laughing. They were almost eleven years old. That's a joke.

And the people of the caravans on the ground strongly oppose the current trend of the plot. Do they want to ignore them or ignore them?

Shouldn't you guys take down this stinky boy first?

Zhao Qing preached: "Little brother, although you are still young, men speak responsibly."

Zhao Qingyi secretly said: I am not a man, but I still speak responsibly.

"If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Zhao Qingxuan couldn't help being taken aback, and seeing the people on the ground were not fake, he was also interested, and said: "Okay, if you beat me, I..."

"Bet on a hundred taels."

Because she is illiterate, Zhao Qingyi now only has no "sufficient" confidence in her own "Qiantu". Of course, her reference objects are the first few characters she wears.

She would never let go of every opportunity that could "reasonably" accumulate money.

Zhao Qingxuan chuckled lightly and said, "Why not?"

Zhao Qingxuan looked at the people in the caravan again, and said, "Is the caravan now all involved in sneaking? It's getting more and more out of character."

Zhao Qingxuan doesn't need to investigate carefully. There are two things that can be seen with his eyes: first, the caravan is bullying the less; second, the kid knocked them down by himself, but he did not see blood, then he has been merciful.

Zhao Qingxuan ordered a young man to find the arrest of the prefect's yamen to deal with it.

Zhao Qingxuan watched Zhao Qingyi's entire journey. No, her expression was very vivid. It was a bit proud to watch these people fall.

Zhao Qingxuan thought to himself: Sure enough, it's still a child! Caravan's kung fu is really terrible.