Time is slow

   Chapter 54 Watching

   Qiao Zhao was slightly startled.

   A girl actually smiled at her? Can't believe it!

   Ever since she became a little girl Li Zhao, she thought it was the man who robbed all the girls and made them hate him so much.

   At this moment, Miss Qiao was in a rather delicate mood.

   Zhu Yan was also stunned.

  Why does she think Miss Li San's momentary daze makes people laugh?

   "Zhao Zhao." Madam Deng said, pulling back Qiao Zhao's attention.

   "Grandmother."

   Mrs. Deng smiled lovingly: "Zhaozhao, would you like to write a letter for the ladies and girls present?"

  Qiao Zhao replied calmly: "I don't want to."

   As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Deng was a little surprised, and the expressions of everyone present were even more wonderful.

   It is rare for this girl to turn down the opportunity to stand out in such a swift manner in front of everyone's eyes.

   "Three girls!" Mrs. Jiang coughed heavily, with a warning.

   What is this girl thinking? Since she can really write a good hand, what is Joe for at this time?

   "What's the matter?" Mrs. Deng's expression did not change, and her attitude was still warm.

   "Buddhism is not a place to show off." Qiao Zhao replied.

   Her goal has been achieved, how can she use her grandfather's words to make a crowd again?

  Qiao Zhao didn't quite understand what these people thought.

   Her writing is good and bad, what does it have to do with them? Anyway, they couldn't possibly want their sons to marry her.

Qiao Zhao's words made the ladies speechless, Du Feixue was not reconciled, and retorted: "Li San, are you shirk? If you don't write, how can you prove that you can write such good words? "

  Qiao Zhao looked at the girl and wanted to sigh, and asked her, "Shuying'an's teacher can't prove it?"

   One sentence instantly made Du Feixue not dare to say a word, so she bit her lip bitterly and stared at her silently.

   Zhu Shi hurriedly gave Du Feixue a wink, and pulled her daughter behind her to not stand out.

  My daughter is far from being a match for Miss Li San, so don't rush up to add a smile.

   It's just that this girl Resan is not the same as the previous impression.

   Zhu Shi subconsciously glanced at Li Jiao.

   As a result, the future life of her short-lived aunt's daughter may not be so smooth.

  Li Jiao's mother took care of Zhu's younger brother and sister a lot during her lifetime, and Zhu's naturally had some sincere feelings for Li Jiao, but that's all, each family lived their own life.

  Li Jiao had a gentle smile on his face, and his heart had already turned upside down.

   Li San could never have written such a good character. She must have tried something to coax the teacher. Otherwise, why would she be so pushy to write a character now?

   Hehe, you have a legitimate reason to block the population at Dafu Temple today, so you can grow up in Japan. Sooner or later, she will peel off her skin in front of everyone.

   No matter how reluctant the people inside and outside the hall were, they still couldn't see the words of Miss Li San when they came to the end. Therefore, almost everyone was deeply impressed by the three girls from Li Fu.

   On the way back, the carriages came one after another, and the long dragon was pulled up on the road and moved forward slowly. When it came to the city, the speed was even slower, like a snail crawling.

  The masters in the carriage were so anxious that they sent servants to inquire.

   After a while, the servants who were inquiring about the news turned around one after another, wiping away the sweat squeezed out by the crowd, and said, "Reporting to Madam, it was the champion who led the soldiers to **** the coffins of the fallen soldiers into the city, and the people were all watching."

   After hearing this, the ladies lifted the curtain of the car and looked forward. The endless line of cars made people feel hopeless.

They could still sit in the carriage, but the daughters and granddaughters they brought couldn't bear it. In addition, they yearned for the young and handsome champion, and they all begged: "Mother (grandmother), you are waiting in the car anyway, why don't you? Let's leave the car and walk, just to show our respect for the fallen soldiers."

  The ladies slandered in a coherent heart: Look at our niece (granddaughter), in order to look at the champion, my head suddenly became alive, and the reason for finding it is really good!

   So they all allowed the girls to abandon the car and walk under the **** of the maid.

  Qiao Zhao originally made up her mind to stay in the carriage and wait slowly, but a sentence she overheard made her change her mind: "I heard that the coffin of the general's wife is also in it, and the general came back with his own protection."

  Her coffin?

   Shao Mingyuan went out of the city to pick up her coffin back to the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion?

   This feeling is really indescribable.

  Qiao Zhao stopped by the road with the girls from the Lifu, and waited with the people.

   The vast expanse of whiteness in the distance is getting closer, and people can see that the soldiers are slowly advancing in white clothes.

  The coffins of the fallen heroes were carried by the hooded carriages, so heavy that they were suffocating.

  The people on both sides of the road were quiet, and no one said a word. They watched these heroes enter the city with the most pious and mourning eyes.

   Gradually, a low cry rang out in the crowd.

   Those who cried restrained and held back, not wanting to break the dignified atmosphere at the moment by howling.

   In these coffins, who is the son of a white-haired mother? Who is the husband of a young and beautiful woman? How many people's bones are left in the far north forever?

   They are sons, husbands, and fathers, but at the same time they are warriors who defend the people of Daliang from the iron hooves of the Tartars.

  Many years ago, the brutal Northern Qi people once captured Shanhaiguan, and the people of the city were slaughtered recklessly by the Northern Qi people, and the fate of the women was even more unbearable.

  Time can heal many things, but there are some things that cannot be healed.

  If there is a Tartar attack, you are willing to put on a battle robe for your family son, this is the most simple idea of ​​many people in Daliang.

  There are so many people on the roadside, they may quarrel over trivial matters at ordinary times, but at this moment, they all keep silent.

  Use silence to send the heroic spirits of these fallen soldiers their last journey.

  Qiao Zhao's eyes fell on the young man in the lead.

   He did not ride a horse, but walked beside a black lacquer coffin.

   Without the high spirits of entering the city that day, the young general at this moment has chapped lips, short cyan stubble on his chin, and even his white robe has turned grayish-yellow.

  The gazes of countless young girls were either implicitly or undisguisedly stuck on him.

  Qiao Zhao passed him, staring at the black lacquer coffin.

   Is she really lying there?

   One day, she will stand on the side of the road and watch the coffin containing her corpse slowly move forward with countless people.

   At this moment, Qiao Zhao was a little crazy.

  No one knows she is her, how lonely she is in this world.

   She died and was reborn, how lucky she is.

  Qiao Zhao was fascinated, and just as Shao Mingyuan was about to pass by, a sudden force came from behind and pushed her out suddenly.

Thanks to Fengwu Qiuyin, Ruanbai, Doukou for the sachets, the talk and laughter is windy, the ink color is reversed, I love the summer long 9, the small eye manman, the night fantasy, bucherren, I am a big Luo Jinxian, Da Lezhao and Yun Xingchun also rewarded the peace amulet. Thank you to the book friends who voted for the recommendation.

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