There were stars in Qiao Hui's eyes. He blinked and the stars disappeared, leaving only slightly red eye sockets and bloodshot eyeballs.
Qiao Hui raised his hand, a cold light flashed across the back of the knife, and the blade was pointed at Sun Shun.
Sun Shun covered his right eye socket in horror, which was swollen higher than a mountain.
Chen Jianfang took a big step forward, stepped aside to stop Qiao Hui, and whispered, "Baoyuan, be careful."
Outside are the soldiers and officers from Yingtian Prefecture, and they are worried that they can’t find any evidence against your Qiao family!
Qiao Hui glanced at Baozhu and Xianjin, then put the knife behind his back with his backhand, and said with red eyes, "Get lost."
Sun Shun still wants to be aggressive.
The lackey behind him hurriedly pulled the corner of Sun Shun's clothes, "...You were beaten by him last time and your left eye was blind for two months!"
This time, the right eye became blind.
God bless you.
It is very symmetrical.
The lackey whispered again, "He has always been reckless, and now that his family is in trouble, he has no scruples. He will certainly not get any good results if he kills you, but who will die? It's you!"
It’s almost as if it’s not illegal for a madman to kill someone.
Sun Shun vaguely remembered the miserable two months of lying in bed. He looked at the bright knife in Qiao Hui's hand, stood on tiptoe, and poked the air at Qiao Hui with his index finger. Then he was half-heartedly dragged away by his lackey.
As soon as Sun Shun left, one third of the people who came to watch the fun left.
Qiao Hui glanced around with cold eyes, and said in a low but powerful voice, "My fellow brothers and sisters, I, Qiao Baoyuan, am arrogant and conceited on weekdays. If I have done you any wrong, I apologize!"
He said this with a deep bow.
"If you have any grievances against me, please come forward now. The knife is here. You can chop or hit me as you wish! But one thing is, my family has suddenly experienced a great change. My younger sister is innocent. Please do not vent your anger on me!"
A tall young man with red eyes and a long sword on his body, standing alone between heaven and earth.
Maybe he's crazy.
The scholars were talking to each other with their heads touching each other.
Who wouldn't be crazy?
The day before, he was a noble and reserved son of an aristocratic family. The next day, his father was imprisoned, his uncle was dismissed from his post, his uncle rebelled, and the whole family was in danger.
Falling from the clouds into the mud, who can bear this?
Qiao Hui's eyes were red, but his expression was calm. After a while, seeing that no one was holding a machete, he put the knife away neatly, clasped his hands together, and bowed to the four people. "Because of my Qiao family, I have troubled you all to be frightened and troubled. When the Qiao family's injustice is redressed, I will compensate you for today's loss."
It seemed as if he was very sure that the Qiao family would be safe and sound.
The readers continued to put their heads together and chatter.
There were also some who were righteous and raised their arms loudly, "Master Qiao is my teacher, so I didn't lose anything today! When we get out, I'll go drink with you!"
Scholars who possess the trait of "righteousness" are like prostitutes who "sell their art but not their bodies" and are a relatively rare species.
Then no one answered.
But it gradually dissipated.
When they dispersed, they still came in twos and threes, heads close together.
It's like connecting a mobile phone to a power bank.
If our heads are not close together, we can’t have common thoughts?
Xianjin felt dizzy and had a crying fat Huahua hanging on his hand.
Qiao Hui raised his chin and said concisely, "Thank you."
Xianjin waved his hand, indicating that it was a trivial matter and not worth mentioning.
Chen Jianfang's eyes were filled with hidden worries. "Do you know what people are saying outside? They say that Master Qiao was captured by Yingtian Prefecture, and that Ningyuan Hou is colluding with the enemy. There are secret war documents hidden in the correspondence between him and Master Qiao. Once they are found..."
Most of the people around had left.
Chen Jianfang said in a low voice, "Once we find him, we can escort Master Qiao to the capital. From the Ningyuan Marquis's residence to the Qiao Mansion, everyone will be taken to jail..."
Qiao Hui took his sister from Xianjin, who was seeing stars, and handed her to Du Junning, "Aning, take good care of Baozhu."
Before Chen Jianfang could say anything else, Qiao Hui waved his hand and said, "It's not easy to say more here." He pointed to the thatched study not far away, where three or five soldiers in armor were rummaging through the drawers roughly. Qiao Hui pointed to the pine and cypress forest and took the lead to step forward.
Chen Jianfang followed without hesitation.
Xian Jin followed Chen Jianfang in a daze.
The pine and cypress forests are straight and long, and there are not many places to hide.
Qiao Hui had a few brief words with Chen Jianfang, telling him not to worry, that there was always a way to solve it, and that if he quit his official position to teach, he would have students all over the world. It didn't matter even if Ning Yuanhou couldn't come back, the Qiao family would be implicated but not much... and so on.
Half an hour passed quickly.
Soon, soldiers squinted their eyes and shouted outside the pine and cypress forest, "Come out! Who are you doing there?"
Qiao Hui and Chen Jianfang exchanged a glance. Chen Jianfang turned around and immediately blocked Qiao Hui with his body, saying loudly, "Sir! Immediately! I want to talk to my brother for a while!"
While Chen Jianfang was speaking, a linen-like package was suddenly stuffed into Xianjin's hand.
Xianjin was startled and subconsciously pinched the strange object, then looked up at Qiao Hui.
Qiao Hui was raising his head, not looking at her, as if the person who quietly handed the thing to her was not him.
The angular jawline, coupled with the straight nose bridge, does not look pitiful even with a pair of red eyes.
Confidential...?
Xianjin was frightened by this realization and immediately stuffed the two-inch high, three-inch long, and three-inch wide package in his hand neatly into his sleeve.
Then he looked up at Qiao Hui.
Then this young man, who was always high-spirited and never bowed his head, seemed to let out a long sigh of relief.
......
When passing through the checkpoint, the leading officers and soldiers searched Chen Jianfang's body carefully, for fear that he might have brought anything out.
It's Xianjin's turn.
Xianjin hid his hands in his sleeves, tightly grasping the package, and put on a shy and timid smile, whispering in a pinched voice, "Sir, there is no need to search my daughter...my daughter, right?"
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