The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

On May 19, the sun was a bit scorching hot. The tall trees planted on both sides of the official road provided shade for passers-by, but the leaves were sunburnt and languid.

On the official road, a plainly dressed but clean woman walked forward with a numb expression.

She suddenly tripped over a stone, and her body staggered almost to the ground, but she didn't stop for a moment and continued to walk forward.

There was only one thought in the woman's mind: Today, she can seek out Master Qingtian to avenge Niuniu, she has to clean up a little more decently, and not embarrass Niuniu in front of Master Qingtian.

Her Niuniu is still buried in someone else's garden——

Thinking of this, the woman moistened the corners of her eyes and raised her head to try not to let the tears flow.

Ah Fei, who was far behind the woman, was a little stuck in his heart.

A mother who has lost a child is always sympathetic.

Ah Fei walked to the place where Madam Xiu almost tripped, and his toes touched the stone, and his feet kicked the stone into the groove on the side of the road.

The post station has passed a long way, and Ah Fei doesn't know how long the woman has to go, but he doesn't care. For him, it is enough to complete the girl's task and get the money.

His task was to follow the woman and meet Lao Qin smoothly on this day.

The woman finally stopped walking and stopped at a half-person-high boulder on the side of the road.

This is where Niu Niu made her wait.

You should listen to what Niu says.

The woman leaned against the warm boulder, and the tears fell.

Ah Fei didn't want to get too close, so he chose a big tree to rest against.

Fortunately, pedestrians sometimes stop to rest, and he is not eye-catching.

The sun quickly crossed the highest sky and gradually moved westward.

The woman looked forward with her head raised, her expression anxious.

Why hasn't the great master Qingtian arrived yet?

Finally, a group of people came ahead. The middle-aged man at the head was riding a donkey, his face was slightly yellow, and he had long beards, followed by a few servants.

Ah Fei didn't pay much attention at first, but he suddenly saw Lao Qin who was following behind.

Lao Qin wore a bamboo hat on his head, which made it difficult to see his appearance, but Ah Fei had long known how Lao Qin was dressed, not to mention that when Lao Qin saw Ah Fei, he lifted the hat to reveal his weather-beaten face.

Ah Fei hurriedly looked at the middle-aged man riding a donkey.

Is this the person Xiu Niang wants to see?

Madam Xiu didn't know what the Great Master Qingtian was, but she kept her daughter's advice in mind: That Great Master came to Beijing on a donkey.

Seeing this group of people, Xiu Niangzi stared straight at the people on the donkey.

At this moment, the person walking on the side of the donkey asked, "Sir, do you want to stop and rest?"

The middle-aged man on the donkey shook his head: "No need, wait until the station to rest."

This is the person she's looking for!

Xiu Niangzi's eyes lit up and flew over: "Sir, the women are wronged—"

The person following the donkey immediately flashed his saber and shouted sharply, "Where is the wild woman!"

Madam Xiu had already knelt down in front of the donkey and kowtowed: "The women are wronged, I beg Master Qingtian to be the master, I beg Master Qingtian to be the master!"

The man with the saber was going to chase people away, and the middle-aged man on the donkey said lightly, "Don't be rude."

As he spoke, he rolled over from the donkey, and said to Madam Xiu in a friendly manner, "Sister-in-law, if you have anything to say, go over there and talk."

The group walked under the big tree, and the middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back: "Sister-in-law stopped halfway, why is this?"

Xiu Niangzi wanted to kneel down, but was stopped by the middle-aged man: "Sister-in-law, let's talk like this, people come and go, kneeling attracts attention."

"Yes." Madam Xiu was trembling with excitement.

Niu Niu is right, there really is a master of the sky riding a donkey passing by here, Niu Niu's revenge can be avenged!

"Why does my sister-in-law call me Master Qingtian?" the middle-aged man asked calmly.

This woman appeared too strange. He was transferred to be the governor of Shuntian. He stopped and stopped along the way and did not reveal his identity. How did she know and wait here?

Could it be that this woman was in a daze, and she was right by coincidence?

But Mrs. Xiu's proper dress made the middle-aged man dispel this guess.

"You are Lord Qingtian Zhen!"

The middle-aged man looked shocked: "How did the sister-in-law know?"

"Niuniu told the women that Niuniu is the daughter of the women."

The middle-aged man became more and more strange: "I don't know where my sister-in-law's daughter is now, why would she know that this official passed by here?"

The woman even knew his surname, so she came prepared.

As a rule of thumb, a woman should have a great grievance to present.

The middle-aged man was already mentally prepared, but what the woman said next surprised him.

Xiu Niangzi burst into tears: "Niuniu is now buried in someone else's garden, she told me in a dream!"

"What?" The answer was so bizarre that the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

Several subordinates have the same incredible expressions on their faces.

Is this woman crazy?

"You crazy woman, how dare you run up to our adults to talk nonsense and leave quickly!"

Xiu Niangzi had long forgotten what fear was, but instead stepped forward: "Master Qingtian, the women don't dare to lie to you, let alone curse their own daughter. My Niuniu was killed, and I have never been able to find her. , until that night she gave me a dream—"

"Sister-in-law, don't be in a hurry, tell me in detail." The middle-aged man glared at his subordinates with a warm tone of relief.

Madam Xiu wiped her tears and talked about the ins and outs of the matter.

The middle-aged man listened silently until Mrs. Xiu finished speaking, and did not express his position for a while.

Seeing Madam Xiu panicked, she immediately knelt down to the middle-aged man: "My lord, if a woman makes a false statement, she will be struck by lightning, my daughter was really killed by the prince of Changxing, and now the body is buried in the ground. Under the peony bushes in the garden of their mansion. Send someone to take a look, and when you see it, you will know that the women are not talking nonsense..."

"You woman really don't know what to say. Just because of your nonsense, you want us adults to dig the back garden of Hou's mansion?"

"My lord, the women are begging you, you are the only one who can help the women-"

The middle-aged man touched his beard and pondered for a moment, then instructed his subordinates: "Quickly go to the station in front to hire a carriage."

The subordinate took the order to leave, and the middle-aged man said in a gentle tone: "Well, sister-in-law, you go to Beijing with this official first, and this official will check carefully. If what you said is true, I will definitely give you justice."

"Thank you, Master Qingtian!"

The subordinates traveled fast, and they quickly got a carriage from the inn. The middle-aged man asked Mrs. Xiu to get on the carriage. The group did not stop at the inn at all and went straight to the capital.

What the middle-aged man didn't know was that shortly after they passed the inn, the elder brother of Emperor Jingming's favorite concubine Yang Concubine died violently in the inn, and they just avoided the trouble.

Ah Fei continued to follow the group, while Lao Qin went back to report to Jiang Si.

Hearing that Lord Zhen had taken Madam Xiu away, Jiang Si felt slightly relieved.

But Lao Qin said something that surprised her: "Girl, that Mr. Zhen is the county captain of Lingwu Temple."