Chapter 8 Try

Zhen Xing was stared and hurriedly said with a smile, "Sir, you are too careful. Please invite several officials to drink tea."

With that, Zhen Xing took out three taels of silver from her pocket and handed it over.

I didn't know that the catcher waved his hand and threw the silver on the table.

"We don't dare to be. Let's inquire everywhere. Who embezzled the people's money? If you don't let it go, it won't work! It's useless for you to do anything! Hurry up and let us see you again. Otherwise, be careful that my brothers smash the store for you!" The official turned his eyes and said with a fierce face.

Aunt Zhang hurriedly pulled Zhen Xing back. Zhen Xing got angry and pointed to her small stall and asked, "Since you have paid the tax and collected our money, why don't you let us set up a stall?" In this case, let's go to the government and ask if there is justice under the world?

The official sneered a few times, waved his hand to the person behind him, pointed to Zhen Xing's nose and scolded, "If you have the ability, go and sue. I want to see who can touch whom? Listen, tear down the shed in half an hour, or I'll help you dismantle it!" With that, they walked to the shade of a tree outside the shed and looked coldly at the shed of Zhenxing.

Zhen Xing sat in the chair, and a series of resentment surged up in his heart. It's true that Hu Luo Pingyang was bullied by dogs. When she returns to Beijing, she will clean up these vicious dogs!

Aunt Zhang hurriedly helped Zhen Xing pack up her things. Seeing that the road to wealth was cut off, she looked even more sad.

In the evening, Qi Bosong returned home tiredly with a hoe. I was going to put down my hoe and wash my face to pick up Zhen Xing, but I saw her sitting on the sofa with her arms in her arms in her arms. Qi Boxong was even more surprised to see that there were no cars parked in the yard.

"Why did you come back so early today?" Qi Bosong asked tentatively.

Listening to Qi Bosong's question, Zhen Xing suddenly felt aggrieved, and tears suddenly fell down. Qi Bosong was even more frightened. He thought she had been hurt. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is it?"

When Zhen Xing heard Qi Bosong's question, she looked up at him, and tears fell down. Looking at the angry expression on Qi Bosong's face, he knew that he would be wrong.

"From tomorrow, they won't let us set up a stall. Drive us away..." With that, Zhen Xing's tears fell more urgently. She reached out to wipe it and found that the veil had already been wet.

Qi Bosong's fist gradually loosened, but immediately clenched it. If she is not the little master, if she is just an ordinary woman, he will definitely hug her at this moment and give her the most sincere care. Unfortunately, he can't do this.

"Well, I won't go if I don't go. I think I can make money from somewhere else. Stay at home. Qi Boxong comforted him. It is natural for a man to feed a woman.

"No, that's my interest." Zhen Xing said with tears.

"That group of officials is so abominable! Aunt Zhang came back with the news this afternoon and said that she had driven us away, and the county magistrate's distant brother-in-law went there to set up a stall. It's really bullying! If I were in the palace, I would definitely intice the emperor to severely punish these people!" Zhen Xing cried and said, as if she had been greatly wronged.

Qi Bosong smiled and comforted, "If you are in the palace, how can you experience the warmth and coldness of the people? Forget it, don't worry about it."

Zhen Xing gave him a white look, and Qi Bo Matsumoto didn't like her to show up. Now, she understands his wish.

"I'm just not convinced. Why? Does the county magistrate's distant brother-in-law have more legs than others? Since he also wants to do business and everyone competes fairly, why do he want to drive us away? Zhen Xing said angrily.

Qi Bosong resisted the impulse to protect her and patted her gently on the shoulder at most.

"Don't care about this anymore. Now we have to keep a low profile. For a while, the wind is calm and the waves are calm, and take a step back and the sky is wide. Qi Boxong comforted.

"Yes, today, I gave Aunt Zhang three taels of silver. The tables and chairs of those families were returned. After calculation, I only earned six taels of silver in half a month. At the thought of the duck flying in her mouth, Zhenxing felt even more distressed.

Unemployed Zhen Xing occasionally helps Qi Bosong clean up the fields, and spends most of the time at home. In this era, there is no TV and no computer. In the past, in the palace, when I was bored, I only thought about how to guard against the queen and my sister. Thinking of Concubine Jin, Zhen Xing couldn't help thinking of the Forbidden City.

For two years after she was beaten into the cold palace, she had nothing to do except reading all day. At that time, except for loneliness and boredom, she did not have much mental pressure. This may be the main reason why she didn't go crazy.

At that time, Emperor Guangxu bribed several little eunuchs and often sneaked out of Yingtai to see her. It snowed heavily in the winter, and the lake was frozen. She was inexplicably ill. Emperor Guangxu heard about it and took a little eunuch to secretly break the ice and went out to see her. But I met Li Lianying who went to visit him.

When the empress dowager knew about this, the eunuch beside the Guangxu emperor had a big change of blood. Since then, she has never seen him again. Thinking of this, Zhen Xing felt lonely in her heart.

She was more sympathetic and grateful to him, saying love, maybe some. But she knew that he was an infatuated man and would always wait for her.

Suddenly, there was a cold war on her body. A memory of her reminded her that Emperor Guangxu died a day earlier than the Empress Dowager Cixi. She forgot such an important thing! That is to say, she has no possibility of returning to the palace at all!

In the sunshine at the end of August, she kept fighting a cold war. Knowing the ending is the most horrible thing. It's like if a football player knows the result of today's game, what else will he play? It's just such an ending.

Zhen Xing kept shaking, and she had a confused fear of the future. How many people have been touched by the love between Zhenfei and Emperor Guangxu? Why didn't she remember until today that he couldn't wait for Cixi to die?

On the one hand, her historical knowledge is not enough; on the other hand, she has been in this era for too long and thinks that she is Zhenfei. Since she can't go back, what should she do? Do you still want to stick to it?

Of course, she has to stick to it. She still has to live. No matter how good it is, you have to live. However, if Qi Bosong knew this result, would he still stay by his side?

Facing the future, Zhen Xing feels even more confused.

When Qi Bosong came home, he found that the yard was full of washed clothes. Zhen Xing was putting a piece of watery clothes on the drying pole made of bamboo on tiptoe. As soon as she saw Qi Boxong coming back, Zhen Xing said with a smile on her face, "Are you back? I have prepared the meal. Wait, I'll bring it to you right away." She looks like a little woman.

Qi Bosong stretched out his hand and pulled Zhen Xing's sleeve. He felt offended her and hurriedly let go.

"Little master, you don't need to do this kind of work in the future. Either hire a mother or give the clothes to the washer to wash. You didn't do this kind of work. Qi Bosong said.

Zhenxing's stomach was full of sadness, and she was immersed in the warmth of home some time ago, which made her lose her way. Now I think that I can't go back to the capital. If I want to live, I have to face the reality!

"It doesn't matter. No one knows when they can go back to Beijing. Maybe I can't go back in my life. I'm not a little master now, I'm just a peasant woman in the countryside. Zhen Xing said quietly, and her tone was full of loneliness.

Qi Bosong frowned and scolded, "The little master is not allowed to have such an idea. As long as the emperor regains power, the little master can immediately return to Beijing!" Does the little master have no confidence in the emperor?

Zhen Xing smiled bitterly. She already knew the ending. What should she do? She pointed to the kitchen and said with a smile, "I made you stewed potatoes with eggplant today. Try it." With that, Zhen Xing went into the kitchen.

Qi Bosong followed behind and gently pulled Zhen Xing's sleeve.

"Little Lord..." Qi Boxong said.

Zhen Xing turned around, looked at Qi Bosong's bright eyes, and said indifferently, "Bo Song, if you have this plan in your heart, maybe we can't go back to the capital for the rest of our lives."

"Don't say that, the emperor will not forget us!" Qi Boxong said in pain.

Zhen Xing smiled, and her smile was full of bitterness.

"You'd better plan earlier. In two years, I will marry you a daughter-in-law. Let's just live a down-to-earth life here. Don't think about going back to Beijing all day. Zhen Xing said.

Qi Bosong's face darkened, and he didn't understand Zhen Xing's decadence. He said quite a little: "The emperor sent ministers to protect the little master, and I should protect the little master with my own lives. Please don't say such words again. If the little master is tired, go to bed early.

After saying that, Qi Bosong took a spoon from Zhen Xing's hand and took out the food in the pot. One was brought into the living room of the main room, leaving only Zhen Xing to think bitterly.

She doesn't blame Qi Boxong. He doesn't know the end of the matter. Of course, he is full of hope for the future? However, since she already knows that the result cannot be changed, why should she leave such hope for herself?

Now, they should find a way to live a good life. Thinking of this, Zhen Xing seemed to have found the feeling of self-confidence a few days ago. Yes, she must face the reality.

While thinking about it, I suddenly remembered that there were pickles in the cupboard that I had pickled a few days ago. I hurriedly took them out and served them with great interest.

"Try this." Zhen Xing smiled and handed over the pickles. Qi Bosong hurriedly took it over. Seeing that Zhen Xing had regained her enthusiasm for life, Qi Bosong gradually let go of his worries.

Qi Bosong took a taste and couldn't help frowning. What's the matter? Is it salty?" Zhen Xing couldn't help asking. After saying that, she picked up a piece of cucumber with her bare hands and put it in her mouth, and almost spit it out again. It's so salty.

This salty, salty, she is clever. I have seen the pickles of people in this place several times. It is just a white radish developed. If she can develop a wide variety of pickles, isn't it also a good business opportunity?