As for how much her aunt would rant and rave, she couldn't care less. One must always be wary of others; she couldn't allow herself to have any stain on her reputation.
Although the Zhao family's carriage was not luxurious, it was made of high-quality materials, clearly indicating a wealthy family. At this moment, it was traveling on the official road, with only the coachman and a maid accompanying them, and no guards following them. Some people began to have designs on it.
Several groups of pedestrians waved at the carriage from afar, trying to stop it and ask for a ride.
Fortunately, the drivers were skilled enough to dodge the people who blocked their way. Only those who got too close would be stopped by the drivers, who would be wary of hurting the people blocking their way.
At these times, Mo Lan would use her riding whip to lift the car window and coolly look at the expectant eyes outside.
Want a ride?
Those who wanted to take advantage of the situation saw Mo Lan's cold gaze and knew she was not someone to be trifled with, so they immediately backed away, saying, "Sorry, sorry, we won't take the ride."
Once, twice, three times, whenever the stopped carriages saw Mo Lan and the dark, shiny whip in her hand, they couldn't help but swallow hard and then silently retreat.
They just wanted to take advantage of the situation, but they were selective in how they treated people.
Mo Lan looks like someone you don't want to mess with; they'd be crazy to go up to her.
Looking at their panicked eyes, Mo Lan shook her head. These are the kind of people who bully the weak and fear the strong, who exploit other people's sympathy to make dirty money. Sooner or later, they'll run into a brick wall.
No wonder Zhao Ziyun dared not leave alone; it turns out there were so many unsafe factors lurking on the road.
How come she didn't notice these people when she arrived?
Perhaps they only target women who are alone.
The men who tried to strike up a conversation only disappeared once the carriage entered the city. Mo Lan looked at Zhao Ziyun's relieved expression and raised an eyebrow, "You knew the road wasn't safe?"
"Yes, I've heard that too. Some ladies and young women are on their way to offer incense when someone stops their carriage, asking them to give them a ride. But it turns out that the people who stop the carriage are the elderly, women, and children. And when it's time to get on the carriage, one or two men always appear to accompany them. Because they promised beforehand, they can't go back on their word, but it's not good to give away men on the road."
"Especially in families with strict rules, the constraints on women are even more severe. If there is a grudge between the two parties, it may even be used as a pretext to frame someone for being unruly and ruin their reputation. Another particularly egregious thing is that those who provide transportation may take advantage of the fact that the other party is outnumbered and easy to bully, and there have been cases of them stealing people's property."
As Zhao Ziyun spoke, she shook her head helplessly. In these chaotic times, it was already dangerous to go home, and even doing a good deed was risky.
Mo Lan: "..."
Isn't this similar to being extorted after helping an elderly person?
Ultimately, it's all about various forms of staged accidents.
It turns out that this kind of thing doesn't only happen in modern times; it also happened in ancient times, so it's been passed down through the ages.
The carriage drove all the way to the main gate of the Zhao residence. When the gatekeeper saw the second branch's private carriage and maid, he knew that the eldest daughter of the second branch, Zhao Ziyun, was sitting in the carriage. He quickly opened the gate to let the carriage in. Although he didn't understand why the first wife and her entourage hadn't returned together, as a gatekeeper, he kept his mouth shut about things he shouldn't ask.
When Madam Zhao heard that her daughter had returned alone, she paused and hurriedly came out to inquire about the situation. When she saw that her daughter was accompanied by a young girl in a tight-fitting outfit, she was stunned again.
"Yun'er, is this young lady your friend?" She's a very energetic and aloof girl, and doesn't look very old.
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