It is mentioned in the novel that when the Qin family entrusted the original owner to Zhao Aman and his wife, she returned a sum of money. She pretended to go to the Yamen to sue officials in order to lead them away.
Qin Jiu quickly walked through the small courtyard and walked straight to the main house where Li Jinzhu and his wife lived.
This is a house once entered, and the family moved here when the original owner just remembered.
The Li family used the money given by the Qin family to open a restaurant in the county seat. The business was pretty good. Compared with others, this family lived a lot.
However, the original owner is a little pitiful in this home. Not only does he wash and cook, he does all the chores, but he has to do everything. One of Zhao Aman's problems is punching, kicking, and insults. This time, just because she refused to marry a fool, she was beaten up like a man.
Zhao Aman just said that the original owner is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, but she is actually! !
Qin Jiu just heard that it was clear that the Qin family gave a full two thousand taels of silver at the beginning, enough for the family to live a life in peace, but just like this, the Zhao Aman and his wife were still not satisfied, and took their daughter with the original owner. Swapped.
Qin Jiu was not polite at all, and rummaged the main room all the time, and finally smashed the camphor wooden box locked in the corner with an axe, and found out 800 taels of silver notes and a few pieces of broken silver from it.
This can be regarded as "return to the original owner"!
Qin Jiao carefully put the banknote into his arms, and narrowed his eyes with a smile.
With all this money, she feels more at ease.
Qin Jiao didn't stay long, and quickly went out before the couple came back.
She threatened the Li family to report to the official, but she didn't plan to do so.
The hostess Qin Xin went all the way in the original text, invincible, and there were all kinds of bigwigs around her as flower protectors, and all those who opposed her did not end well.
Crossing is already very unlucky, Qin Jiu didn't want to be pierced by sharp arrows like the original owner. That's too bad.
Therefore, she plans to stay away from the hostess, open a small shop, and live peacefully.
Qin Zhuo wondered when the couple didn't see herself at the gate of the county government office, and waited a while at most before they should come back. She had to hurry and leave here.
The county office is located in the west of Jiangyu County, so Qin Jiu simply relied on his memory to go east of the county.
She planned to go to Yaoqing County, which is twenty miles away. In memory, the original owner often went there to buy wine from the restaurant for Zhao Aman and his wife. Forty miles back and forth, she relied on her to drag a cart on foot. Come back a little slower and get beaten.
Qin Jiu hurried all the way, relying on a pair of feet, and arrived in Yaoqing County before dusk.
On the way, Qin Jiu's mind was not idle, busy reviewing the plot of the novel.
To be honest, although this novel hasn't been read for a long time, but when I read it, I only think that Su Susu is cool and cool, and I almost forgot half of it after reading it.
She only remembered the constant internal and external troubles in the Daqi Dynasty, continuous wars on the border, frequent domestic disasters, and migrants and bandits everywhere.
In the novel, all these chaotic phenomena exist for the heroine to show omnipotence, but for Qin Jiu now, being a girl, it is not easy to go around in this chaotic time.
The heroes and heroines are all in the capital, and most of the plots are carried out around the capital, which is definitely not allowed.
After thinking about going, Qin Jiu decided to go to Longzhou.
In the original plot, Longzhou was the best governed state among the nine states of Daqi. Later, with the wisdom and charm of the heroine, the chief ambassador of Longzhou was voted for the second prince.
After making up his mind, Qin Jiu quickly found out the position of the escort, and spent a hundred taels of silver to hire a dart.
After paying the deposit, Qin Jiu asked where he could do a guide.
The Daqi Dynasty had strict household registration management, and people who lived hundreds of miles away from their place of residence needed guidance.
Qin Jiu "escaped" from his home without a guide, so he would definitely not be able to enter Longzhou.
As the saying goes, "cats have cat paths, mice have mouse paths", the **** belongs to the three religions and nine tiers, so naturally there are these ways.
The bearded dart had a delicate face. Without asking more, he offered the price: "Add another hundred taels."
Another silver ticket was handed over quickly, and he agreed with the other party to come here tomorrow to get a guide and set off in three days, and then Qin Jiu left.
For these three days, she didn't plan to be idle. First, she went to the clothing store and bought herself two clothes that are convenient for her movement. After another meal, Qin Jiu found an inn to stay in and asked for a room to go to.
There were so many things that happened on this day, and it was not until now that she settled down, she was too tired to move.
While washing, she took a closer look at this small body again. Every inch of her skin had wounds, both new and old. Almost the old wounds were not healed, and new wounds were added. She was barely skinny, with bones wrapped in a layer of skin. She should have been fourteen years old, but she was as thin as a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.
In my memory, the original owner was beaten almost every day. She did all the work in the family, but she could only eat one bowl of gruel and half a steamed bun every day.
From childhood to adulthood, this has been abused!
Qin Jiu sighed. In the original text, I spent a lot of time describing how wronged and innocent the heroine Qin Xin was in her previous life. But the original owner, the dignified daughter of the Hou Family, lived outside and was abused and grew up. She did it again. What's wrong?
Putting on a clean coat, Qin Jiu sat wet in front of the bronze mirror.
In the bronze mirror, a young girl with dark hair, with a small face, after washing away the dust on her face, revealed impeccable features, her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her apricot eyes are black and bright, and she is full of small cherry blossoms. The lips were slightly bent, and two shallow pear vortices appeared on the cheeks.
It is a pity that due to malnutrition, her skin is rough and her complexion is yellowish, which makes her appearance weakened by five points.
Still have to raise it!
Qin Jiao yawned lazily, and fell on the bed without waiting for his hair to dry.
The night was getting deeper, and there was silence inside and outside the house, only the sound of the wind blowing on the leaves outside the window occasionally sounded...
"Rainy..."
In the heavy snow, the sound of wind, breathing, and footsteps are mixed together.
She ran desperately, she didn't know where she was going, but she was scared and didn't dare to stop.
Whoosh--
A long arrow broke the wind from behind, and the sharp point of the arrow came out like a bamboo.
She covered her chest with her hands, and the blood leaked from her fingers, dazzling.
She knew that she was going to die.
She fell slowly, her blood stained the snow like a blooming plum.
"what!"
Qin Jiao screamed and sat up, breathing fast, his chest undulating.
Her forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and her coat was wet on her back, as if she had just been fished out of the water.
Her chest was aching, as if being penetrated by a long arrow was not a dream, but a real existence.
This is the first time such a real dream.
Sharp arrow penetrates the heart...
correct!
In the novel, the original owner died with a sharp arrow through his heart!
Qin Jiao's body was chilly, and the air seemed to be filled with a faint smell of blood.
"It must be thought by day and dream by night!"
"It must be!"
Qin Jiao kept muttering to herself, holding her head in her hands, rubbing her hair into a mess in an anxious manner.
After sitting Mumudi for a while, she got up from the couch, lit a candle, poured herself a glass of cold water, and drank it in one sip, before she became more awake.
Just about to go back to bed again, she suddenly moved her nose.
strange!
How could there still be a smell of blood in the air!
Qin Jiu put down the tea bowl in his hand, swept the room quickly by the candlelight, his eyes fell on the cabinet in the corner.
The cabinet was one person tall, and she had no luggage, so she didn't use it. It was just empty.
Qin Jiao's gaze was startled, and he said to himself: "I'm so hungry, I don't know if I have food."
She put on a piece of clothing and would leave the house if nothing happened. As a result, her foot had just taken a step, and a cold sneer suddenly sounded in the quiet room.
Without looking back, she rushed to the door in two steps in three steps. Before opening the door, a hand quickly reached out from behind her and pressed the door.
"Boom!"
A flash of lightning suddenly struck the night sky outside the window, illuminating the room as bright as day, and also illuminating the right hand pressing on the door.
It was a man's hand, with slender fingers and distinct joints, like a yuzhu.
Qin Jiu's nose moved, and a strong **** smell came from behind, lingering at the tip of his nose.
The hair on the back of her neck stood up all at once, and turned around slowly.
Outside the window, thunder bursts, one after another, and it rained heavily.
Behind her is a tall and beautiful young man who is about seventeen or eighteen years old. His black hair like a crow feather is tied high behind his head. His skin is fair and his features are even more delicate, especially The long and narrow Danfeng eyes are bright and deep, the long eyelashes are thick and dense, and the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned. They are both beautiful and sharp like an arrow.
He was dressed in a black coarse cloth with a straight front, but this plain dress could not conceal the nobleness of his whole body.
This young man is definitely not an ordinary person.