txolops Chapter 15 Road Encounters
Chapter 15 Road Encounters
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Withered vines, old trees, faint crows.
The vines are sun-dried, winding around the tree trunk in a desolate manner; the bark lacks water, showing its old state; the thirsty crow stands on the branch, its feathers have lost their shiny color, and they croak short and shrill .
There was a burst of yellow dust flying in the distance, and with the sound of horseshoes, a carriage came quickly. The middle-aged man driving the carriage held the reins in one hand, and looked up at the sky—it was so hot that it was annoying.
After cursing the short-sighted God in a low voice, the coachman withdrew his eyes, and just wanted the horse to go faster, when he saw something flashing past the corner of his eyes, and he was startled.
"Woo--" He firmly controlled the rein to stop the carriage, rubbed his eyes, and couldn't help cursing secretly.
He remembered very clearly just now that there was clearly no one on this road, and now there was a person standing quietly in front of his carriage on the left.
No, it's two.
Behind the handsome Mr. Jia in white was a boy in green clothes. The young man in white smiled and nodded slightly to the coachman with excellent manners.
In such a situation, it is common to appear in a high-rise compound in any city, but on this small road with no village in front and no shop in the back, there are two extra people out of thin air, no matter how reliable they are, they don't feel very reliable .
Although I haven't heard any legends about mountain spirits and wild spirits in this area, we have to guard against them.
The coachman was hesitating whether to pretend he didn't see it and hurry over and forget it, when he saw the sixteen or seventeen-year-old attendant in Tsing Yi stepped forward, opened his lips and said, "Mr. Excuse me, my son is going out today, and he was startled when he got on his horse. I wonder if I can take my young master along for a ride."
Geng Zhengxiang, who has been driving a carriage all his life, has never heard anyone call him "Sir", and he felt relieved immediately, and then he heard that the horse was startled, so he hesitated and nodded.
After the two sat in the carriage, the carriage continued on its way. Geng Zhengxiang walked around the reins, looked at the money that the attendant gave him just now with a smile, and asked them courteously, "Where is this young master planning to go?"
The person in the car didn't answer, but instead asked, "Where did you plan to go, sir?"
"Jinguan, my car is from Chenji Carriage Co., Ltd. in Jinguan City. I will send a customer out, and I will go back. If you want to go, you can tell the little one, and the little one will take it there for you."
"No, thank you, let's go to Jinguan City."
"Okay, young master, please sit still and drive!"
In the carriage, Qingtong wiped all the places in the carriage that could be seen, and quietly stood aside, looking at Mr. Qixian who closed his eyes as if he was taking a nap.
He is always like a shadow, standing behind the only man in his eyes, watching everything silently, even though Qingtong is very clear that he is just a player in the game.
Before his son left the inn early this morning, he lit Wen Nianyuan's sleeping point, sat quietly by the bed and looked at Wen Nianyuan for a long time, he was not sure if Mr. Qixian had sighed at that time, maybe he really did, maybe it was just heart.
Qingtong untied the qin from her back, carefully hugged it in her arms, and began to clean the almost non-existent dust.
The admiration in his eyes can only be revealed when he looks down at Qin, and he cannot, cannot let his master see, otherwise he will no longer be able to follow him.
He's not Wen Nianyuan, he doesn't have the right to Yourong, Qingtong is very sober, but he can't be calm just because of his sobriety.
"Qingtong, sit down." Young Master Qixian who seemed to have fallen asleep suddenly opened his eyes, and glanced at the little boy who was cleaning the piano carefully.
Qingtong paused with her fingertips, closed her eyes and bowed, "Yes."
At this moment, the carriage suddenly shook and stopped, only to hear someone outside the curtain say loudly: "This elder brother is going to Jinguan City, can you make it easier?"
The driver's voice was a little hesitant, "There are already passengers in the car—" Before he finished speaking, he heard the person in front say nonchalantly, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you squeeze."
Before the words were finished, the car curtain was lifted, and a man jumped up neatly.
The man looked to be in his early thirties, with a dusty appearance, and he seemed to have traveled a lot. Although he was tired from traveling, he still looked very handsome with sword eyebrows and star eyes. Scan, be the first to greet.
"Forgive me for stopping the two carriages rudely, my surname is Ning, Ning Xiumao, and your two noble surnames?" He said casually, looked at Qixian a few times, and then looked at the person sitting on the other side.
When he saw Qingtong cleaning the piano meticulously, his eyes lit up, and he naturally sat beside Qingtong, "Your Excellency, this piano is very good, and it suits you very well."
Qingtong didn't raise her head, "The piano belongs to my son." After saying a word, he continued to polish the piano seriously, and remained silent.
Ning Xiumao raised his eyebrows and smiled, not embarrassed at all, and asked some questions casually, telling some travel experiences, even though the two people in the car completely regarded him as air, he was still enjoying himself alone.
In the end, Qingtong finally couldn't help frowning and glanced at this man. It's not uncommon for such a familiar person, but it's rare to see someone who isn't very annoying.
Although this person talked a lot, his young master didn't show any intention of chasing him away, so Qingtong acquiesced to the words in his ear.
The other party spoke very well, and the things he said were novel and interesting, which actually sounded a bit interesting, so even though there was only one voice in the carriage, the atmosphere was a bit joyful.
I don't know how long it took, the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down, and there were noisy voices outside the curtain from far and near, and the coachman's voice came in, "Young masters, Jinguan City is here, do you have a specific place to go?"
"No need, I'll get out of the car right away." Ning Xiumao seemed very happy when he heard the words, lifted the curtain of the car and jumped off neatly, then looked back at the people in the car, "Thank you both, we will meet later!" After speaking, he looked again The young man in Tsing Yi asked, "Do you really want to remain anonymous?"
Qingtong pretended not to hear, and asked the coachman, "Sir, which one is the best inn in Jinguan City?"
Geng Zhengxiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "The best inn, of course, is the Chen family's Fortune Inn. If you want to talk about our Jinguan City, as long as the word 'best' is mentioned, it must be the Chen family's."
"Then Mr. Trouble will take us to the Fortune Inn."
"Forget it, Qingtong, just find a clean inn with few people." Qixian suddenly stopped the driver who wanted to lead the way.
Qingtong raised her eyes, "But, Young Master has always—"
Everyone in the world knows that Mr. Qixian never stays in the best inn, tastes the best tea, rides the fastest horse, or drinks the mellowest wine.
Shaking his head, the man in white stared at the emptiness in the distance, with absolute certainty, "He's coming after him."
When it comes to chasing, there is no one else, Qingtong's face changes slightly - Wen Nianyuan's speed of finding someone is fast again.
He couldn't even imagine how Wen Nianyuan knew exactly where Qixian had gone, just like today, Jinguan City was just a temporary place to stay, yet it could be found.
For some reason, the phrase "the heart has a clear understanding" appeared inexplicably in his mind, he was startled, and felt that it didn't make sense.The two of them are obviously brothers, but not lovers. This sentence seems inappropriate.