Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

When Meng Qiqi limped to Lin Xiucai's house, there were already three layers of people surrounding the broken fence.

Mr. Zhao's chestnut horse was tied to a crooked tree, its hooves digging the soil impatiently, splashing mud that got stuck on the trouser leg of Aunt Wang, who was watching the fun nearby.

"Make way! Let me see which poor scholar dares to snatch a woman from me!" Master Zhao waved his folding fan, and the gold thread on his brocade robe made people dizzy in the sunlight.

Behind him stood four burly servants, holding water and fire sticks in their hands, blocking the wooden door of Lin Xiucai's house tightly.

Inside the courtyard, Scholar Lin, clutching a copy of the Analects, stood before him, his face paler than the wall, his lips trembling. "Mr. Zhao...Mr. Zhao, a gentleman does not take away what others like. Miss Liu and I are in love. If you continue to force her, you are...you are violating the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, and you will be condemned by both humans and gods!"

"The teachings of Confucius and Mencius?" Young Master Zhao, as if hearing a dreadful joke, snapped his folding fan open and pointed at Scholar Lin's nose. "All I know is that money makes the world go round! You, a broke, sour scholar, are worthy enough to compete with me? Believe it or not, I'll tear down your shabby house and throw you into the pigpen to feed the pigs!"

Lin Xiucai was so angry that he was shaking all over, and the book in his hand was almost torn apart. "You... you are such a vulgar and despicable person, you are simply... a monkey in human form! A scoundrel in the market! A scum of the gentleman!"

"Hey! You still dare to scold me?" Young Master Zhao's face darkened and he waved his hand for the servants to come forward. "Beat him! Beat him until he kneels down and calls him grandpa!"

"stop!"

A clear shout came from outside the crowd.

Meng Qiqi pushed aside the onlookers and limped in, leaning on a branch, with the broom slung over her shoulder - she had run so fast that she forgot to put it down.

Young Master Zhao squinted at her and said, "Where did you come from, you wild girl? Get out of here!"

Meng Qiqi ignored him and walked straight to Lin Xiucai. She lowered her voice and said, "Why are you standing there like an idiot? Go inside and splash your ink on them!"

Lin Xiucai was stunned: "This... this is not in line with the way of a gentleman..."

"You're about to be beaten, yet you're still a gentleman?" Meng Qiqi rolled her eyes, turned to look at Young Master Zhao, and deliberately raised her voice, "Young Master Zhao, right? I heard your silk shop is doing a booming business. If word gets out that you brought your servants to bully a powerless scholar, and even got splashed with ink, I wonder what the people in the county will say?"

Mr. Zhao's expression changed.

He cares about his face the most. If this matter gets out, his father will break his legs.

But I couldn't let it go like this.

"Mind your own business!" Young Master Zhao snorted coldly, "I'm teaching my servants, and you have no right to butt in?"

"Why isn't it my turn?" Meng Qiqi poked the branch into the ground. "Mr. Lin is the hope of our village. He will be the top scorer in the imperial examination! If you hurt him and delay the development of this pillar of the country, can you bear the responsibility? Besides—"

She suddenly leaned close to Mr. Zhao and lowered her voice: "I heard that you owed the madam of Yihongyuan thirty taels of silver last month, and you haven't paid it back yet. If your father knew about this..."

Young Master Zhao took a step back abruptly, his face pale: "You...how did you know?!"

"Every dog ​​in the village knows about this." Meng Qiqi shrugged and said loudly, "Mr. Zhao, you'd better go back and get the money instead of embarrassing yourself here. Otherwise, when the madam of Yihongyuan comes looking for you, you'll see how you end up!"

The onlookers burst into laughter. Mr. Zhao's face turned red and white, as if he had been slapped hard several times.

He glared at Meng Qiqi fiercely, then looked at the mocking eyes of the surrounding villagers, and finally gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

The servants, as if they had been pardoned, quickly untied the horse reins and accompanied Master Zhao away in disgrace.

Not until the sound of horse hooves disappeared at the village entrance did the onlookers gradually disperse. Before leaving, they still gave Meng Qiqi a thumbs-up: "Qiqi girl, you are really amazing!"

Lin Xiucai finally reacted and bowed to Meng Qiqi: "Thank you Miss Meng for rescuing me! I... I am so grateful!"

Meng Qiqi waved her hands and rubbed her aching leg. "No need to thank me. Next time you encounter something like this, remember to grab your weapon and go at it. Don't just curse and swear. It makes people anxious."

Lin Xiucai blushed and mumbled, "I...I'll remember this."

"Oh, right," Meng Qiqi thought of something and pulled out a small piece of silver from her bosom. "This is for you. Hurry and find a place to hide. It's obvious that Mr. Zhao is not a good person. He might come to cause trouble again."

Mr. Lin quickly declined: "No, no! Miss Meng has already helped me a lot, how can I take your money again?"

"Here," Meng Qiqi forced the silver into his hand, "consider it a favor to you to help me look for books. My parents left in a hurry and left behind some old books. I'd like you to help me see if there are any valuable ones."

Lin Xiucai then reluctantly accepted it and said gratefully, "Don't worry, Miss Meng, I will definitely help you take a closer look!"

Meng Qiqi smiled and turned around to go home.

After taking two steps, she saw Miss Liu hiding behind a tree. When she saw her looking over, she quickly ran out and said with a blushing face, "Sister Meng, thank you..."

"Why should I be thanked?" Meng Qiqi blinked. "If you want to thank someone, thank Mr. Lin. He just scolded me brilliantly, with all sorts of nonsense. He almost made Mr. Zhao faint from anger."

Miss Liu burst out laughing and stole a glance at Mr. Lin. Seeing that he was also looking at her, she quickly lowered her head and said, twisting the corner of her clothes, "I... I'll bring you some food."

Meng Qiqi waved her hand: "No, I still have to go back to the mountain temple to deliver food. You two... just be careful."

After saying that, she leaned on a branch and limped out of the village.

The setting sun stretched her shadow very long, and the broom swayed on her shoulder like a small flag.

When we got near the mountain temple, it was already dark.

Just as Meng Qiqi was about to call for help, she heard a cough coming from the temple, and Lin Qi's low voice: "Master, your medicine..."

"Leave it there." Shen Qinghuan's voice was still cold, but with a hint of imperceptible weakness. "Did that girl cause trouble again today?"

Meng Qiqi was shocked. How did they know?

Lin Qi sighed, "It's all over the village. They say she beat the butcher Li and his family with a broom, and even made Master Zhao flee in panic... Master, this girl has a very fierce temper. I'm afraid she'll cause trouble."

Shen Qinghuan didn't say anything, only coughing intermittently.

Meng Qiqi stood outside the temple gate, and the basket in her hand suddenly felt a little heavy.

The basket contained eggs that she had boiled with spring water and wild mushrooms that she had just dug.

She took a deep breath and pushed the door open: "Mr. Shen, Brother Lin Qi, I'm here to deliver the meal."

Shen Qinghuan sat on the futon, wearing the gray cloak, and his face was paler than during the day.

He looked up at her, his eyes lingering on her limp leg for a moment before moving away: "Are you here?"

"Well," Meng Qiqi put the basket on the ground and took out the heated eggs. "I boiled eggs today. Eat them while they're hot."

Lin Qi took the egg and handed it to Shen Qinghuan.

Shen Qinghuan didn't answer, but just looked at Meng Qiqi: "Does your leg still hurt?"

Meng Qiqi was stunned. She didn't expect him to ask this, and quickly said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. I feel much better."

Shen Qinghuan didn't say anything, but just picked up an egg and slowly peeled it.

In the candlelight, his fingers were long and pale, his nails neatly trimmed.

Meng Qiqi looked at him and suddenly felt that this seemingly indifferent man was not that difficult to get along with.

She thought about it, but couldn't help asking: "Mr. Shen, who are you?"

Shen Qinghuan paused while peeling the egg, then looked up at her with a deep gaze: "Why do you ask?"

"Nothing," Meng Qiqi quickly lowered her head and picked at the mushrooms in the basket, "I just think you're not like an ordinary person."

Shen Qinghuan didn't answer, but handed her the peeled egg: "Eat it."

Meng Qiqi was stunned. She looked at the egg in his hand, then at his pale face, and forgot to take it for a moment.

Lin Qi coughed beside him, breaking the awkwardness: "Girl, just eat what the master tells you to eat, why are you wasting time?"

Meng Qiqi finally reacted, quickly took the egg, and whispered "thank you".

The egg is still warm and feels warm in my hands.

That night, when Meng Qiqi left the mountain temple, the moon had already risen.

She walked on the path back to the village, still holding the egg in her hand, feeling strange.

She didn't know that after she left, Shen Qinghuan looked at her from behind and said to Lin Qi, "Go check on that Mr. Zhao and the Li Butcher family."

Lin Qi was stunned for a moment: "Master, didn't you say you don't mind your own business?"

Shen Qinghuan picked up the medical book on the table, turned a page, and said softly, "She owes me five taels of silver. I can't let her be beaten to death. Otherwise, who will pay me back?"

Lin Qi looked at his master's awkward expression, suppressed his laughter, and bowed in response, "Yes, I'll check it out right away."

The moonlight shines on the green tiles of the mountain temple and also on the path Meng Qiqi takes home.

And that seemingly ordinary egg was like a stone thrown into the center of a lake, creating tiny ripples between her and Shen Qinghuan.

In the next few days, Meng Qiqi recovered from her injuries while thinking about the Codonopsis pilosula in the corner.

She would secretly water them with spiritual spring water every day, watching them grow taller and thicker day by day.

At the same time, she did not forget to go to the village entrance to eat melons, but Master Zhao and Li the Butcher's family did not appear again, and the village temporarily returned to peace.

It wasn't until the fifth day that the Codonopsis pilosula finally matured.

Meng Qiqi looked at their thick roots and her heart was filled with joy.

She calculated that if she took these Codonopsis pilosula to the town's pharmacy to sell them, not to mention fifty taels, even a hundred taels would be more than enough.

She carefully dug out the Codonopsis pilosula, wrapped it in cloth and hid it in the space.

Prepare to go to town early the next morning.

But she didn't expect that the next morning, just as she was about to go out, she heard a commotion coming from the village entrance, and someone was shouting, "Oh no! Miss Liu has been captured by Young Master Zhao!"