Chapter 262: After eating plums, let’s hurry on our way
The carriage wheels rumbled, and the tall horses ran briskly and vigorously.
Baoya and Jingzhen sat in the car, eating various snacks and dried fruits brought for her by her grandfather, second uncle, and second aunt, while looking at the scenery along the way from the window.
Baoya stuffed a honey-fried cherry into her mouth and ate it happily, her little cheeks bulging.
But as she was eating, she suddenly realized something was wrong.
"Brother Xiaojing, did we forget something?"
Jingzhen reached out to wipe the sugar residue from her mouth and asked, "What?"
"We seem to have forgotten our master!" the little girl blinked.
She leaned out of the window and glanced. The majestic city gate tower of the capital was no longer visible. She didn't know if it was too late to go back and pick up her master.
Jing Zhen raised a faint smile: "He has something else to do, so he won't go with us."
"oh……"
Baoya licked the sugar residue on her fingertips with her pink lips and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it’s fortunate that I would have been scolded by my master as a “heartless child”.
Nan Xuan had to sneak into the palace to deliver pearl powder to Ye Jingtian.
The Empress Dowager's birthday is in a few days. Ye Jingtian had agreed with him early on to give her a birthday gift.
Pearl powder is a rare and precious item for beautifying and nourishing the skin. This gift should be unique and safe.
"Brother Xiaojing, when I go back this time, I will go to study in town." Baoya suddenly said.
"Yeah." Jingzhen nodded.
"Can I... wake up earlier and go find Master to practice Kung Fu with you?"
She was still thinking about this matter.
Jingzhen was a little surprised at her determination this time. It must be very tiring for her to travel back and forth to Ping'an Town in the morning and evening.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Baoya said, "I've asked my eldest brother about it. Mr. Xiao Qi has opened a new class for children in the enlightenment stage. The hours are not particularly long. It starts after 9:00 in the morning and ends at 5:00 in the afternoon. I'm free."
Jingzhen raised an eyebrow: "Then how do you plan to get to town?"
Baoya was stunned by the question.
My parents drove to town early in the morning in an ox cart. We also had a donkey cart at home, but my second aunt was pregnant, my second uncle was busy with the greenhouse, and my eldest uncle and his wife had their own tofu shop. We couldn't let my grandmother, at such an old age, run to see them off...
"If there's a car," Jing Zhen looked at her wrinkled face and said softly, "I can take you...you guys."
Baoya's frown instantly relaxed: "Really? Brother Xiaojing, you are so kind!"
Jingzhen pursed his lips and reached out to pinch her buns.
Baoya's hair was combed by Honghong this morning, and she wore a hairpin with tassels, which was exquisite and unique.
He looked at the little girl's innocent and bright smile, and suddenly all his worries disappeared.
No matter what grudges or hatreds there are, he just wants to keep this smile forever.
“Whoa!”
Suddenly, a loud horse neigh was heard outside.
Then, the carriage curtain was lifted, and the driver, Zhang Bo, leaned in and said anxiously, "Young Master Jing, Young Miss, we...we've been robbed by bandits!"
"The Wanshan Gang is here! Listen up if you know what's good for you!"
A gruff voice rang out from outside: "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you pass by here, you must leave your life behind!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of swords being unsheathed could be heard all around.
Baoya immediately clenched her fists and tightened the dragon beard noodles wrapped around her right hand.
The four Rong family guards who were accompanying them had already stepped forward to fight, and the surrounding area was suddenly filled with shouts of killing.
"Young Master Jing, Young Miss, please sit tight, we have to drive out!" Uncle Zhang said anxiously.
While looking back at the situation outside, he spoke to Jingzhen and Baoya who were sitting in the car.
Although the four guards of the Rong family were quite skilled, there were too many people in the group of bandits who claimed to be from the Wanshan Gang, so they could only delay for a while.
Zhang Boben didn't expect these two children, whose combined ages were less than twenty years old, to come up with any ideas.
He was ready to drive the carriage at full speed to take the two young masters away, even if it meant risking his own life, to at least ensure the safety of the young ladies.
This was what he had promised Old Master Rong personally before leaving.
"No need." Jing Zhen said lightly.
Uncle Zhang was stunned by his calm and indifferent attitude. He held up the curtain with one hand and did not move for a long time.
Jingzhen ignored him and said to Baoya, "Draw the curtains on both sides of the car window. Don't lift them up to peek."
Although Baoya didn't know why he said that, she still nodded obediently.
Then, Jingzhen stuffed three plums into her little hand.
Jing Zhen reached out and pinched her soft, white and tender cheeks, and said, "Be good, eat the plums, and then we'll hurry on our way."
After he finished speaking, he stood up swiftly, lifted the curtain and jumped out of the car.
"Brother Xiaojing!"
Baoya suddenly panicked and stood up.
"wait for me."
Jingzhen's voice floated from outside.
Baoya bit her lip and sat back on the cushion.
The sound of fighting outside was deafening, and people could be heard screaming and falling down.
In her palm were the three plums that Jingzhen had given her. Baoya picked up one, her little hand shaking a little.
But remembering what Jingzhen had just said, he stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard.
One, two, three...
Outside the carriage, the young man had a murderous look on his face, and the cold light of the broken dust pierced into the bodies of the bandits.
Hot blood splattered and wailing was everywhere.
When the last bandit fell, the bearded man who had initially shouted "Wanshan Gang is here" was now pale with fear.
"Young... Young man, spare my life!"
He fell to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly to a boy who was no more than twelve or thirteen years old.
Jingzhen casually took off his bloodstained coat, and pulling at a corner of it, he wiped away the dust and the blood on his hands and face.
"Tell the people behind you, if you dare to do it again, be careful of your head."
His voice was calm and not loud, but the big man knelt on the ground like a slave, not even daring to raise his head.
Jing Zhen glanced at him coldly, and the moment he turned around and got into the car, he casually threw a few black nails in his palm to the ground.
Seeing that he was still kneeling there, he said disdainfully: "You are blocking the way."
Big Man: ...
Not daring to delay for a moment, the bearded man rolled and crawled to the side of the road.
In the carriage, Baoya finished eating the last plum, her eyes fixed on the curtain.
The car curtain swayed slightly, and her heart suddenly jumped up.
However, the next moment, a clean white hand reached in from outside the car curtain.
"Brother Xiaojing!"
Baoya suddenly stood up and ran over with her short legs.
As soon as Jing Zhen lifted the curtain of the carriage, a sweet and soft little ball flew into his arms.
He held Baoya in his arms and they both sat back in their seats.
"Why, worried about me?"
Baoya raised her head, and her pair of clear starry eyes were already filled with mist.
"Who is it?" she asked.
"The bandits who robbed the road," Jing Zhen said, "are all right now."
"Are they really bandits?" Isn't it because of her?
Jingzhen nodded firmly and said to the driver outside, "Let's go, Uncle Zhang."
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