Chapter 57
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Xu Qi'an was warmly received by Song Qing. They sat at the table, holding tea and having a friendly conversation.
"To tell you the truth, I have a little doubt about you," Song Qing sipped and said, "I've checked your ancestors for 18 generations these days."
In front of other people's face, he said, "is it really appropriate to investigate the eighteen generations of his ancestors?"
"It's so clean." Song Qing shook her head, did not continue this topic, took out a stack of Xuan paper and handed it over: "let me show you my recent research."
Xu Qi'an said that I've made up the stalks of you Fang's experts, but you didn't ask... You technical houses don't care about these at all.
He took the manuscript, glanced at it, and almost took a sip of tea.
In addition to the plant grafting theory he told Song Qing, this guy also drew inferences from one instance and made several cases with divergent thinking. For example,
man and horse are grafted.
There are a lot of advantages. For example, Dafeng doesn't have to consider the resources of war horses, and soldiers don't have to worry about not having excellent war horses. Because we are mature soldiers, we can be our own war horse....
another example: we can catch the bird demon tribe, breed with human beings, and create a half demon that can act as an air force.
The devil's mother knows... Bah, reproductive isolation knows... Xu Qi'an puts down the rice paper, calms down the shocked three views, and says: "this time I'm here, I want to ask elder martial brother song for help."
"But it doesn't hurt to say so."
"You should know that I have offended the Minister of Zhou."
"Caiwei told me." Song Qing put down her tea cup and said seriously, "I'm sorry that I can't help you. Your majesty won't allow the Tianjian to interfere in the government. Besides, a powerful servant has exceeded my ability limit. "
"Don't worry, elder martial brother song, what I need you to do is simple..." Xu Qi'an said his idea.
"It's impossible," Song Qing refused directly. "Song is aboveboard and aboveboard. He will never do such a thing."
After thinking about it, Xu Qi'an was ashamed and said: "it's my thoughtlessness... Elder martial brother song, let's continue to talk about your grafting theory. With all due respect, it's not going to work
Song Qing frowned, sat upright, and took a serious attitude to academic discussion.
"You must know for yourself that the cat that must be kept in a glass bottle is an example. But you must be wondering why and why. "
Song Qing leaned forward for a moment, breathing quickly, staring at Xu Qi'an: "do you know?"
"I didn't participate in the research and I don't know where the real reason is, but I can provide you with a theoretical basis," Xu said
Theoretical basis?!
What song Qing lacked most was the theoretical basis. After all, the masters of the founding school were rare, and the alchemy was extensive and profound. If he wanted to move on, the support of theory was indispensable.
In Song Qing's suddenly bright eyes, Xu Qi'an said slowly:
"have you ever heard of the periodic table?"
What periodic table? What does this have to do with my experiment? Ten thousand question marks flashed in Song Qing's mind.
He breathed faster and faster, feeling that he was about to touch the door of truth in alchemy. As an alchemy fanatic, every hair of his excitement stood up.
Before he could ask a question, he heard Xu Qian say: "the principle of alchemy is equal exchange..."
...
the powerful Marquis's house is in quefu street in the inner city. This street is the territory of nobility. All the way, it's full of marquis, earls and dukes.
Weiwu marquis is a hereditary title, which rose in the contention for the throne 300 years ago. In fact, there is not much power in his hands.
When the side door opened, a young girl with a slightly round face came out surrounded by a servant girl and a retinue. She was dressed in a gorgeous frock, with her skirt to her heel and embroidered shoes looming.
At the age of sixteen or seventeen, she had a pretty face, bright eyes and proud temperament. The flying look between her eyebrows added to her aura and attracted attention.
Zhang Yuying enters the sedan chair in the doorway. The chair bearer carries the sedan chair and slowly walks towards Town God's Temple.
today, she will go to Town God's Temple to enjoy incense, eat vegetarian meals, and then go to Wen Yuan Bo's office to find a familiar close friend.
Take a look at the forbidden books secretly circulated in women's boudoir, and talk about which childe is suitable for marriage. Comment on the excellent students in this year's Qiuwei middle school, and guess if they can go to high school in Chunwei next year.
Maybe there's a son-in-law in it.
After two streets, the servant girl who followed by the car suddenly heard a riot.
I don't know what happened to the two carriages in the rear. They lost control. The driver grabbed the reins and waved the whip in fear:
"get out of the way, all of you...
pedestrians ran around to avoid.
"Come on, stop the carriage." The servant girl was so frightened that she commanded the squire to intercept the carriage and ordered the sedan chair driver to escape.The retinues were short of hands, so they only intercepted one car. The other car flew two sedan bearers, and the sedan chair turned over in an instant.
The remaining two sedan bearers and servant girls instinctively save themselves and rush to one side to escape. The scene is in chaos.
After a short period of confusion, the two carriages continued to run away. The maid got up and ran to the sedan chair to check:
"how are you, miss two?"
No response.
The servant girl's heart sank, fiercely lifted the car curtain, stunned, a few seconds later, screamed: "miss two is gone!"
The car was empty.
...
a small courtyard in the inner city.
Zhang Yuying knows that she has been hijacked, though she doesn't know who it is.
She woke up for a while, and after relieving her initial headache, she was in a state of fear.
As a commoner daughter of Weiwu Marquis, she was treated only a little worse than her direct daughter, far better than other sisters. Her father and mother loved her very much. She was the daughter of both her elder sister and her cousin. She had a good relationship with her.
When did this happen.
There was silence, hands and feet tied, cloth in her mouth, and she was terrified.
"Bang!"
Outside the hospital, there was the sound of opening the door, and then the sound of footsteps.
Zhang Yuying raised her heart in an instant, and her fear exploded in her heart. She didn't know what she was going to face, but it would never be a good thing.
"Hey," the footstep stopped outside. Someone said with a smile, "this girl is really beautiful. I have checked the goods secretly just now. It's beautiful!"
"You are so cheap..." another person said here, pause, added: "did not call me together."
Her eyes turned to tears.
The two figures continued to talk:
"she is still a baby."
"Nonsense, the second daughter of marquis Weiwu is still waiting for her daughter."
Zhang Yuying was surprised. They knew who I was and that my father was Marquis Weiwu. How dare they kidnap me?
This shows that the people behind the scenes are by no means ordinary people.
"What do you think childe Zhou will do with this girl? Although she is a wonderful beauty, it seems that it is not safe to keep her all the time."
"Oh, I think so much. Mr. Zhou played for a while at most. When he got tired of it, he strangled him and buried him in the yard. Who knows? "
"When Mr. Zhou is tired of playing, let's have a few mouthfuls of soup. This woman is more delicate than the woman in GouLan."
"Yes, if it wasn't for Mr. Zhou, we would have done it now."
"Who wants people to be the childe of the housekeeper? Go and drink."
"Isn't that good?"
"It's going to be dusk soon. We'll be back when we buy some wine."
The sound of footsteps went away, and then the door closed. They seemed to have gone out to drink.
Mr. Zhou? The son of the Chamberlain?
Zhang Yuying's mind flashed an image of a young man in royal guards, thinking of what happened last year's Lantern Festival.
He was also obsessed with himself...
tired of playing... Drinking soup... Killing people and burying their bodies in the yard... The young lady who was carefully cared by the rich family trembled and burst into tears.
"Wu Wu..." as she tried to make a sound, she wriggled her limbs and tried to break free from the binding.
Suddenly, he found that the rope on his wrist was a little loose.
Zhang Yu Ying suddenly froze, and then quiet down, no longer issued a movement, but the hands are forced to twist.
I do not know how long, the delicate skin of the wrist are worn out, hot pain, she finally opened the binding.
She immediately sat up, untied the rope on her feet, and crept to the door of the room. After listening patiently for a moment, she made sure that there was no one in the yard. She walked carefully to the yard.
Looking east and West for a while, he bit his silver teeth and ran to the gate of the yard at a speed never seen in his life. He pulled the bolt.
The door didn't open. It was locked outside.
"Wu..." Miss Zhang uttered a cry of despair.
...
on the street opposite the yard, Xu Qi'an holds a bowl of noodles in his hand and stands beside Xu new year.
"You're right." Xu Dalang habitually stimulated Erlang.
Erlang ignored him and looked at the gate: "can she not come out? Why did you lock the gate
"A strong desire for survival will stimulate people's potential. Believe me, she can. Just climb the wall. " Xu Qi'an took a sip of his face and explained in a low voice, "if you don't lock the door, it's too heavy."
This small courtyard is the private house that Zhou Li bought outside. There is a beautiful woman in the house. Now the woman and the maid in the yard, the porter, were all shut in the mirror by Xu Qi'an.
The jade mirror can hold objects and living things. Xu Qian tried it with his servants.If it were not for the mirror, it would be very difficult to kidnap Miss Zhang, or even steal the chicken.
At this time, they saw a head coming out of the wall, and Zhang Yuying, who was in a disorderly bun, poked out her head.
After a careful look, he climbed out of the fence and jumped down.
She seems to have sprained her foot, lying on the ground for a long time without moving. After a long time, she stood up strong while crying. Jump on the street, jump on the wall.
As a well-off lady, it's a great pity to be able to do so.
They went out to buy wine and would come back at dusk. She looked at the sunset and knew she was really safe now.
Maybe it won't be long before they are chased back. Maybe a few more steps, the two sides will bump into each other face to face.
Just at this time, a team of city patrol imperial sword guards passed by.
Zhang Yuying, who is afraid of meeting kidnappers on the road or being overtaken by them, seems to have seen the Savior and is crying to welcome her.
"I'm the daughter of marquis Wei Wu. I've been hijacked. Please help me," he screamed before he drew his sword
Several imperial sword guards looked at each other and immediately surrounded them.
Around the people have stopped to watch, led by the Royal sword guard asked: "who hijacked you."
"It's Zhou Li. Zhou Li is the son of Zhou Shilang of the Ministry of household." Zhang Yuying broke down and cried.
Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong.
Xu Qi'an put the bowl on the street and said, "let's go, find an inn to have a rest, and go home tomorrow to wait for the news."
PS: this chapter is 3200 words, long and hard.
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Xu Qi'an was warmly received by Song Qing. They sat at the table, holding tea and having a friendly conversation.
"To tell you the truth, I have a little doubt about you," Song Qing sipped and said, "I've checked your ancestors for 18 generations these days."
In front of other people's face, he said, "is it really appropriate to investigate the eighteen generations of his ancestors?"
"It's so clean." Song Qing shook her head, did not continue this topic, took out a stack of Xuan paper and handed it over: "let me show you my recent research."
Xu Qi'an said that I've made up the stalks of you Fang's experts, but you didn't ask... You technical houses don't care about these at all.
He took the manuscript, glanced at it, and almost took a sip of tea.
In addition to the plant grafting theory he told Song Qing, this guy also drew inferences from one instance and made several cases with divergent thinking. For example,
man and horse are grafted.
There are a lot of advantages. For example, Dafeng doesn't have to consider the resources of war horses, and soldiers don't have to worry about not having excellent war horses. Because we are mature soldiers, we can be our own war horse....
another example: we can catch the bird demon tribe, breed with human beings, and create a half demon that can act as an air force.
The devil's mother knows... Bah, reproductive isolation knows... Xu Qi'an puts down the rice paper, calms down the shocked three views, and says: "this time I'm here, I want to ask elder martial brother song for help."
"But it doesn't hurt to say so."
"You should know that I have offended the Minister of Zhou."
"Caiwei told me." Song Qing put down her tea cup and said seriously, "I'm sorry that I can't help you. Your majesty won't allow the Tianjian to interfere in the government. Besides, a powerful servant has exceeded my ability limit. "
"Don't worry, elder martial brother song, what I need you to do is simple..." Xu Qi'an said his idea.
"It's impossible," Song Qing refused directly. "Song is aboveboard and aboveboard. He will never do such a thing."
After thinking about it, Xu Qi'an was ashamed and said: "it's my thoughtlessness... Elder martial brother song, let's continue to talk about your grafting theory. With all due respect, it's not going to work
Song Qing frowned, sat upright, and took a serious attitude to academic discussion.
"You must know for yourself that the cat that must be kept in a glass bottle is an example. But you must be wondering why and why. "
Song Qing leaned forward for a moment, breathing quickly, staring at Xu Qi'an: "do you know?"
"I didn't participate in the research and I don't know where the real reason is, but I can provide you with a theoretical basis," Xu said
Theoretical basis?!
What song Qing lacked most was the theoretical basis. After all, the masters of the founding school were rare, and the alchemy was extensive and profound. If he wanted to move on, the support of theory was indispensable.
In Song Qing's suddenly bright eyes, Xu Qi'an said slowly:
"have you ever heard of the periodic table?"
What periodic table? What does this have to do with my experiment? Ten thousand question marks flashed in Song Qing's mind.
He breathed faster and faster, feeling that he was about to touch the door of truth in alchemy. As an alchemy fanatic, every hair of his excitement stood up.
Before he could ask a question, he heard Xu Qian say: "the principle of alchemy is equal exchange..."
...
the powerful Marquis's house is in quefu street in the inner city. This street is the territory of nobility. All the way, it's full of marquis, earls and dukes.
Weiwu marquis is a hereditary title, which rose in the contention for the throne 300 years ago. In fact, there is not much power in his hands.
When the side door opened, a young girl with a slightly round face came out surrounded by a servant girl and a retinue. She was dressed in a gorgeous frock, with her skirt to her heel and embroidered shoes looming.
At the age of sixteen or seventeen, she had a pretty face, bright eyes and proud temperament. The flying look between her eyebrows added to her aura and attracted attention.
Zhang Yuying enters the sedan chair in the doorway. The chair bearer carries the sedan chair and slowly walks towards Town God's Temple.
today, she will go to Town God's Temple to enjoy incense, eat vegetarian meals, and then go to Wen Yuan Bo's office to find a familiar close friend.
Take a look at the forbidden books secretly circulated in women's boudoir, and talk about which childe is suitable for marriage. Comment on the excellent students in this year's Qiuwei middle school, and guess if they can go to high school in Chunwei next year.
Maybe there's a son-in-law in it.
After two streets, the servant girl who followed by the car suddenly heard a riot.
I don't know what happened to the two carriages in the rear. They lost control. The driver grabbed the reins and waved the whip in fear:
"get out of the way, all of you...
pedestrians ran around to avoid.
"Come on, stop the carriage." The servant girl was so frightened that she commanded the squire to intercept the carriage and ordered the sedan chair driver to escape.The retinues were short of hands, so they only intercepted one car. The other car flew two sedan bearers, and the sedan chair turned over in an instant.
The remaining two sedan bearers and servant girls instinctively save themselves and rush to one side to escape. The scene is in chaos.
After a short period of confusion, the two carriages continued to run away. The maid got up and ran to the sedan chair to check:
"how are you, miss two?"
No response.
The servant girl's heart sank, fiercely lifted the car curtain, stunned, a few seconds later, screamed: "miss two is gone!"
The car was empty.
...
a small courtyard in the inner city.
Zhang Yuying knows that she has been hijacked, though she doesn't know who it is.
She woke up for a while, and after relieving her initial headache, she was in a state of fear.
As a commoner daughter of Weiwu Marquis, she was treated only a little worse than her direct daughter, far better than other sisters. Her father and mother loved her very much. She was the daughter of both her elder sister and her cousin. She had a good relationship with her.
When did this happen.
There was silence, hands and feet tied, cloth in her mouth, and she was terrified.
"Bang!"
Outside the hospital, there was the sound of opening the door, and then the sound of footsteps.
Zhang Yuying raised her heart in an instant, and her fear exploded in her heart. She didn't know what she was going to face, but it would never be a good thing.
"Hey," the footstep stopped outside. Someone said with a smile, "this girl is really beautiful. I have checked the goods secretly just now. It's beautiful!"
"You are so cheap..." another person said here, pause, added: "did not call me together."
Her eyes turned to tears.
The two figures continued to talk:
"she is still a baby."
"Nonsense, the second daughter of marquis Weiwu is still waiting for her daughter."
Zhang Yuying was surprised. They knew who I was and that my father was Marquis Weiwu. How dare they kidnap me?
This shows that the people behind the scenes are by no means ordinary people.
"What do you think childe Zhou will do with this girl? Although she is a wonderful beauty, it seems that it is not safe to keep her all the time."
"Oh, I think so much. Mr. Zhou played for a while at most. When he got tired of it, he strangled him and buried him in the yard. Who knows? "
"When Mr. Zhou is tired of playing, let's have a few mouthfuls of soup. This woman is more delicate than the woman in GouLan."
"Yes, if it wasn't for Mr. Zhou, we would have done it now."
"Who wants people to be the childe of the housekeeper? Go and drink."
"Isn't that good?"
"It's going to be dusk soon. We'll be back when we buy some wine."
The sound of footsteps went away, and then the door closed. They seemed to have gone out to drink.
Mr. Zhou? The son of the Chamberlain?
Zhang Yuying's mind flashed an image of a young man in royal guards, thinking of what happened last year's Lantern Festival.
He was also obsessed with himself...
tired of playing... Drinking soup... Killing people and burying their bodies in the yard... The young lady who was carefully cared by the rich family trembled and burst into tears.
"Wu Wu..." as she tried to make a sound, she wriggled her limbs and tried to break free from the binding.
Suddenly, he found that the rope on his wrist was a little loose.
Zhang Yu Ying suddenly froze, and then quiet down, no longer issued a movement, but the hands are forced to twist.
I do not know how long, the delicate skin of the wrist are worn out, hot pain, she finally opened the binding.
She immediately sat up, untied the rope on her feet, and crept to the door of the room. After listening patiently for a moment, she made sure that there was no one in the yard. She walked carefully to the yard.
Looking east and West for a while, he bit his silver teeth and ran to the gate of the yard at a speed never seen in his life. He pulled the bolt.
The door didn't open. It was locked outside.
"Wu..." Miss Zhang uttered a cry of despair.
...
on the street opposite the yard, Xu Qi'an holds a bowl of noodles in his hand and stands beside Xu new year.
"You're right." Xu Dalang habitually stimulated Erlang.
Erlang ignored him and looked at the gate: "can she not come out? Why did you lock the gate
"A strong desire for survival will stimulate people's potential. Believe me, she can. Just climb the wall. " Xu Qi'an took a sip of his face and explained in a low voice, "if you don't lock the door, it's too heavy."
This small courtyard is the private house that Zhou Li bought outside. There is a beautiful woman in the house. Now the woman and the maid in the yard, the porter, were all shut in the mirror by Xu Qi'an.
The jade mirror can hold objects and living things. Xu Qian tried it with his servants.If it were not for the mirror, it would be very difficult to kidnap Miss Zhang, or even steal the chicken.
At this time, they saw a head coming out of the wall, and Zhang Yuying, who was in a disorderly bun, poked out her head.
After a careful look, he climbed out of the fence and jumped down.
She seems to have sprained her foot, lying on the ground for a long time without moving. After a long time, she stood up strong while crying. Jump on the street, jump on the wall.
As a well-off lady, it's a great pity to be able to do so.
They went out to buy wine and would come back at dusk. She looked at the sunset and knew she was really safe now.
Maybe it won't be long before they are chased back. Maybe a few more steps, the two sides will bump into each other face to face.
Just at this time, a team of city patrol imperial sword guards passed by.
Zhang Yuying, who is afraid of meeting kidnappers on the road or being overtaken by them, seems to have seen the Savior and is crying to welcome her.
"I'm the daughter of marquis Wei Wu. I've been hijacked. Please help me," he screamed before he drew his sword
Several imperial sword guards looked at each other and immediately surrounded them.
Around the people have stopped to watch, led by the Royal sword guard asked: "who hijacked you."
"It's Zhou Li. Zhou Li is the son of Zhou Shilang of the Ministry of household." Zhang Yuying broke down and cried.
Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong.
Xu Qi'an put the bowl on the street and said, "let's go, find an inn to have a rest, and go home tomorrow to wait for the news."
PS: this chapter is 3200 words, long and hard.
Xu Qi'an was warmly received by Song Qing. They sat at the table, holding tea and having a friendly conversation. "To tell you the truth, I have a little doubt about you," Song Qing sipped and said, "I've checked your ancestors for 18 generations these days." In front of other people's face, he said, "is it really appropriate to investigate the eighteen generations of his ancestors?" "It's so clean." Song Qing shook her head, did not continue this topic, took out a stack of Xuan paper and handed it over: "let me show you my recent research." Xu Qi'an said that I've made up the stalks of you Fang's experts, but you didn't ask... You technical houses don't care about these at all. He took the manuscript, glanced at it, and almost took a sip of tea. In addition to the plant grafting theory he told Song Qing, this guy also drew inferences from one instance and made several cases with divergent thinking. For example, man and horse are grafted. There are a lot of advantages. For example, Dafeng doesn't have to consider the resources of war horses, and soldiers don't have to worry about not having excellent war horses. Because we are mature soldiers, we can be our own war horse.... another example: we can catch the bird demon tribe, breed with human beings, and create a half demon that can act as an air force. The devil's mother knows... Bah, reproductive isolation knows... Xu Qi'an puts down the rice paper, calms down the shocked three views, and says: "this time I'm here, I want to ask elder martial brother song for help." "But it doesn't hurt to say so." "You should know that I have offended the Minister of Zhou." "Caiwei told me." Song Qing put down her tea cup and said seriously, "I'm sorry that I can't help you. Your majesty won't allow the Tianjian to interfere in the government. Besides, a powerful servant has exceeded my ability limit. " "Don't worry, elder martial brother song, what I need you to do is simple..." Xu Qi'an said his idea. "It's impossible," Song Qing refused directly. "Song is aboveboard and aboveboard. He will never do such a thing." After thinking about it, Xu Qi'an was ashamed and said: "it's my thoughtlessness... Elder martial brother song, let's continue to talk about your grafting theory. With all due respect, it's not going to work Song Qing frowned, sat upright, and took a serious attitude to academic discussion. "You must know for yourself that the cat that must be kept in a glass bottle is an example. But you must be wondering why and why. " Song Qing leaned forward for a moment, breathing quickly, staring at Xu Qi'an: "do you know?" "I didn't participate in the research and I don't know where the real reason is, but I can provide you with a theoretical basis," Xu said Theoretical basis?! What song Qing lacked most was the theoretical basis. After all, the masters of the founding school were rare, and the alchemy was extensive and profound. If he wanted to move on, the support of theory was indispensable. In Song Qing's suddenly bright eyes, Xu Qi'an said slowly: "have you ever heard of the periodic table?" What periodic table? What does this have to do with my experiment? Ten thousand question marks flashed in Song Qing's mind. He breathed faster and faster, feeling that he was about to touch the door of truth in alchemy. As an alchemy fanatic, every hair of his excitement stood up. Before he could ask a question, he heard Xu Qian say: "the principle of alchemy is equal exchange..." ... the powerful Marquis's house is in quefu street in the inner city. This street is the territory of nobility. All the way, it's full of marquis, earls and dukes. Weiwu marquis is a hereditary title, which rose in the contention for the throne 300 years ago. In fact, there is not much power in his hands. When the side door opened, a young girl with a slightly round face came out surrounded by a servant girl and a retinue. She was dressed in a gorgeous frock, with her skirt to her heel and embroidered shoes looming. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, she had a pretty face, bright eyes and proud temperament. The flying look between her eyebrows added to her aura and attracted attention. Zhang Yuying enters the sedan chair in the doorway. The chair bearer carries the sedan chair and slowly walks towards Town God's Temple. today, she will go to Town God's Temple to enjoy incense, eat vegetarian meals, and then go to Wen Yuan Bo's office to find a familiar close friend. Take a look at the forbidden books secretly circulated in women's boudoir, and talk about which childe is suitable for marriage. Comment on the excellent students in this year's Qiuwei middle school, and guess if they can go to high school in Chunwei next year. Maybe there's a son-in-law in it. After two streets, the servant girl who followed by the car suddenly heard a riot. I don't know what happened to the two carriages in the rear. They lost control. The driver grabbed the reins and waved the whip in fear: "get out of the way, all of you... pedestrians ran around to avoid. "Come on, stop the carriage." The servant girl was so frightened that she commanded the squire to intercept the carriage and ordered the sedan chair driver to escape.The retinues were short of hands, so they only intercepted one car. The other car flew two sedan bearers, and the sedan chair turned over in an instant. The remaining two sedan bearers and servant girls instinctively save themselves and rush to one side to escape. The scene is in chaos. After a short period of confusion, the two carriages continued to run away. The maid got up and ran to the sedan chair to check: "how are you, miss two?" No response. The servant girl's heart sank, fiercely lifted the car curtain, stunned, a few seconds later, screamed: "miss two is gone!" The car was empty. ... a small courtyard in the inner city. Zhang Yuying knows that she has been hijacked, though she doesn't know who it is. She woke up for a while, and after relieving her initial headache, she was in a state of fear. As a commoner daughter of Weiwu Marquis, she was treated only a little worse than her direct daughter, far better than other sisters. Her father and mother loved her very much. She was the daughter of both her elder sister and her cousin. She had a good relationship with her. When did this happen. There was silence, hands and feet tied, cloth in her mouth, and she was terrified. "Bang!" Outside the hospital, there was the sound of opening the door, and then the sound of footsteps. Zhang Yuying raised her heart in an instant, and her fear exploded in her heart. She didn't know what she was going to face, but it would never be a good thing. "Hey," the footstep stopped outside. Someone said with a smile, "this girl is really beautiful. I have checked the goods secretly just now. It's beautiful!" "You are so cheap..." another person said here, pause, added: "did not call me together." Her eyes turned to tears. The two figures continued to talk: "she is still a baby." "Nonsense, the second daughter of marquis Weiwu is still waiting for her daughter." Zhang Yuying was surprised. They knew who I was and that my father was Marquis Weiwu. How dare they kidnap me? This shows that the people behind the scenes are by no means ordinary people. "What do you think childe Zhou will do with this girl? Although she is a wonderful beauty, it seems that it is not safe to keep her all the time." "Oh, I think so much. Mr. Zhou played for a while at most. When he got tired of it, he strangled him and buried him in the yard. Who knows? " "When Mr. Zhou is tired of playing, let's have a few mouthfuls of soup. This woman is more delicate than the woman in GouLan." "Yes, if it wasn't for Mr. Zhou, we would have done it now." "Who wants people to be the childe of the housekeeper? Go and drink." "Isn't that good?" "It's going to be dusk soon. We'll be back when we buy some wine." The sound of footsteps went away, and then the door closed. They seemed to have gone out to drink. Mr. Zhou? The son of the Chamberlain? Zhang Yuying's mind flashed an image of a young man in royal guards, thinking of what happened last year's Lantern Festival. He was also obsessed with himself... tired of playing... Drinking soup... Killing people and burying their bodies in the yard... The young lady who was carefully cared by the rich family trembled and burst into tears. "Wu Wu..." as she tried to make a sound, she wriggled her limbs and tried to break free from the binding. Suddenly, he found that the rope on his wrist was a little loose. Zhang Yu Ying suddenly froze, and then quiet down, no longer issued a movement, but the hands are forced to twist. I do not know how long, the delicate skin of the wrist are worn out, hot pain, she finally opened the binding. She immediately sat up, untied the rope on her feet, and crept to the door of the room. After listening patiently for a moment, she made sure that there was no one in the yard. She walked carefully to the yard. Looking east and West for a while, he bit his silver teeth and ran to the gate of the yard at a speed never seen in his life. He pulled the bolt. The door didn't open. It was locked outside. "Wu..." Miss Zhang uttered a cry of despair. ... on the street opposite the yard, Xu Qi'an holds a bowl of noodles in his hand and stands beside Xu new year. "You're right." Xu Dalang habitually stimulated Erlang. Erlang ignored him and looked at the gate: "can she not come out? Why did you lock the gate "A strong desire for survival will stimulate people's potential. Believe me, she can. Just climb the wall. " Xu Qi'an took a sip of his face and explained in a low voice, "if you don't lock the door, it's too heavy." This small courtyard is the private house that Zhou Li bought outside. There is a beautiful woman in the house. Now the woman and the maid in the yard, the porter, were all shut in the mirror by Xu Qi'an. The jade mirror can hold objects and living things. Xu Qian tried it with his servants.If it were not for the mirror, it would be very difficult to kidnap Miss Zhang, or even steal the chicken. At this time, they saw a head coming out of the wall, and Zhang Yuying, who was in a disorderly bun, poked out her head. After a careful look, he climbed out of the fence and jumped down. She seems to have sprained her foot, lying on the ground for a long time without moving. After a long time, she stood up strong while crying. Jump on the street, jump on the wall. As a well-off lady, it's a great pity to be able to do so. They went out to buy wine and would come back at dusk. She looked at the sunset and knew she was really safe now. Maybe it won't be long before they are chased back. Maybe a few more steps, the two sides will bump into each other face to face. Just at this time, a team of city patrol imperial sword guards passed by. Zhang Yuying, who is afraid of meeting kidnappers on the road or being overtaken by them, seems to have seen the Savior and is crying to welcome her. "I'm the daughter of marquis Wei Wu. I've been hijacked. Please help me," he screamed before he drew his sword Several imperial sword guards looked at each other and immediately surrounded them. Around the people have stopped to watch, led by the Royal sword guard asked: "who hijacked you." "It's Zhou Li. Zhou Li is the son of Zhou Shilang of the Ministry of household." Zhang Yuying broke down and cried. Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong. Xu Qi'an put the bowl on the street and said, "let's go, find an inn to have a rest, and go home tomorrow to wait for the news." PS: this chapter is 3200 words, long and hard.
