Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

"The master." Ying Jiu walked in and handed the red purse to Ling Qingyu.

Ling Qingyu didn’t even look at it, so he gave the purse to Yan Qi, and then gave the one in his hand to Yan Qi, saying, “That’s a whole number one million taels, and this one will be given to you. If it’s not enough, you will Say."

"Enough." Yan Qi said, taking the purse and putting it in her arms. The killers of the Red Chamber are actually worthless. Every year, newcomers come out. As long as they can complete ten missions, they can become independent killers and make money. However, there are not many newcomers who can survive ten times. There are many people who have lost their lives with the task of one hundred taels of silver. Now that the Red Mansions are scattered, those killers who have only learned killing skills since childhood are afraid that there is no other way out.

"Yan Qi," Ling Qingyu looked at his pale face with some heartache, and said, "Don't be too tired."

"No, I will take care of myself." Yan Qi looked at her thin and sharp face, and said: "It's you. If Yan San sees you like this, I'm afraid that my heart will hurt from the grave. Crawl out."

"Yan Qi, I sent Yan San into the Spirit Snake Valley, I don't want to hold a funeral for him, I don't want to say goodbye to him... He lay there, as if, as if, maybe one day I will wake up again, although I Knowing that I lied to myself." Ling Qingyu lowered his head, grasped the two short swords tightly, said.

Yan Qi has listened to Ying Jiu about the ice jade bed, and smiled slightly: "From the first day we entered the Red Mansion, we were told that we have no past and no future. We will do our best to survive. If we die, , That’s a place where there is no burial. Funerals are never needed. What's more, you have given him the best destination. Speaking of this, Yan Qi begs you, if Yan Qi died that day , Can you also enter the palace of longevity?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ling Qingyu couldn't help raising his voice.

"Can't it?" Yan Qi sighed with a sad expression.

"You know that I'm not talking about this, can you never talk about life and death anymore?" Ling Qingyu pushed the low table away, moved closer, and took Yan Qi's hand.

"Then I can enter?" Yan Qi looked at her with a faint smile.

Ling Qingyu frustrated, nodded and said, "Why not, there can only be used as a cemetery."

Yan Qi held her hand back, leaned against the cushion, closed her eyes slightly, and said, "I will sleep here, it's good."

Ling Qingyu moved over and put his body down to make him sleep more comfortable. After seeing him lying down, he closed his eyes and breathed and became slender. He felt a little dazed.

Put the low table back, one hand still held by Yan Qi, Ling Qingyu took the account book in one hand and looked through it slowly.

Now Ling's plate is indeed too big, although these account books have been sorted out by Han Mian and the others, they are still very complicated.

The summer sun was a bit strong, but when it came in through the window, it brought some tenderness. Ying Jiu stood quietly in a corner of the room, watching her gently turning over the thick pages in the sunlight. Yan Qi was lying beside her on her account book, her sleeping face was no longer the pain and pain of the past, but with a quiet smile.

This is what Alan saw when she came in from the outside, making her stunned by the door for a while, then withdrew her foot and stepped out.

"Alan."

Alan looked back and saw Shi Fang sitting at the stone table under the tree. A pile of medicine spread on the table. He walked a few steps closer and said, "What's the matter?"

"I remember you used a hemostatic medicine before, do you remember the prescription?" Shi Fang asked the medicine on the table.

"Well, I'll write it to you," Alan also sat down at the table and said, "There are a few more medicines. You will look for medicinal materials. We will make them while we still have some time."

Shi Fang suddenly raised his head and glanced at her, then smiled and said, "Why are you so generous today?"

"I like that girl, and I like these people here. It's just a matter of effort." Alanto fiddled with the herbs on the table with his chin, his eyes brightened as he fiddled, and said: "How did you find these herbs?"

"There are sea ships in charge, these are from outside the Fan, these are from the party, these are from Korea, these are from Tubo, this is from the Liao State." Shi Fang pointed to the medicinal materials.

"It's really complete. In this case, we can make Baoyuan Dan and Jiuhua Yulu Pills. Well, if you have good ginseng, you can make Jiuhuanhuihundan. If you have dragon birthday fragrance, you can also make Longbun Qingxue pills. Make a few pills of Polygonum multiflorum for a thousand years, and make a few pills for life extension." Alan said as he fiddled with the herbs.

Shi Fang looked at her and laughed unconsciously, and said, "These are the most troublesome and require a lot of effort."

"Anyway, I still want to play with that girl. I just have time, but can I get all these medicines?" Alan asked, looking at the stone.

"Yes, there are all of these masters. Do you see her carry-on suitcase? There are many treasures in it." Shifang smiled. On the treasure island, Ling Qingyu collected many high-grade medicinal materials such as ginseng and fleece. After making it, and putting it in her box, there are many other medicinal materials. I'm afraid they are collected in Hangzhou, so it won't be a problem for Cai Jingfang to send them.

"Well, after the collection, let's do it." Alan dropped the medicinal materials and clapped his hands.

"Alan." Shifang called Alan who was about to leave.

"Huh?" Alan looked back and saw a trace of red on Shi Fang's face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. He sat back, got closer, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Cough cough," Shi Fang coughed twice, turned his head, and said: "Look, we are not young anymore, if you want, I think... we can be together."

Alan froze for a moment, then sat up straight, and said with a deep face: "You haven't been unwilling to avoid me?"

"I used to be wrong," Shishi lowered his head, and he squeezed the medicine in his hand tightly, and said: "I have been thinking these days, although I can't be like Yan San, I will try my best to protect it. It’s yours."

"Shifang, you are too thief!" The ghost doctor sprang out from behind the tree, sat between the two, and said, "Even if Alan figured it out, it should be with me."

"If I want three people together? Or there will be four people together in the future? Do you guys too?" Alan looked at Shifang and looked at the ghost doctor, and asked.

"Who is the fourth person!" Shi Fang and Ghost Doctor shouted at the same time.

"I haven't figured it out yet, why do you want to do it?" Alan glanced at the two of them and said, "Poisoning? Replace the hemostatic medicine with blood-activating medicine?"

"Hehe, so you know it all." Ghost Doctor sneered.

"Alan, I just don't want us to regret it in the future. Life is impermanent. We don't cherish it when we are alive. Once we die, there will be nothing." Shifang took Alan, who was about to leave, and said.

"Let me think about it, I'm going to ask for medicinal materials." Alan broke free from his hand and walked to the front room.

Ling Qingyu heard that Alan said that he wanted to make the best life-saving medicine, and immediately asked Ying Jiu to bring the box containing the medicine to Alan, and then when Alan saw the medicinal materials in the box, she was stimulated again to give her two times. Coptis medicine is added to the bowl.

"Conquer the heavenly objects!" Alan carefully placed a piece of ninth-grade ginseng on the low table, and shouted as he watched the fallen ginseng beards.

Ling Qingyu's brows frowned after drinking her two bowls of added medicine, and said angrily: "Will you be jealous of me next time and change my revenge?"

"Nine turns back to the soul pill!" Alan said with a finger.

"Okay." Ling Qingyu drank the other bowl as well, and said: "If your medicine doesn't work, I will cook a bowl of Coptis for you to taste."

"Silly girl, this medicine is for your own good, don't you think your heart is not so hot now?" Alan explained kindly while looking at Jiupin Ginseng.

"I said your soul pill."

"Well, that's a life-saving pill," Alan turned to look at Ling Qingyu, and said, "But even with this medicine, Yan San couldn't be saved at that time. His heart was shattered at the time. Can't be saved."

"But it can save others." Alan turned around and continued to take out the ginseng, said.

"Thank you, Alan."

"No, you send me one hundred and two hundred thousand silver notes, we will arrive."

"..."

Heishuiguan Daying.

"General, the ten dollars issued this time totaled more than one million guan, and the Ling family ate all of it, isn't it too bad?" He Li asked.

"It's okay, since Qingyu said that, there is a way of retreat. If she suffers a loss, we can try to get it back." Yang Zhao looked at the newly built sand table and said.

"Huizhou?" He Li put a small flag on a small hill on the sand table and said.

Yang Zhao looked at the sand table without speaking, frowned slightly, and asked, "Have the spies sent to Shuozhou come back?"

"Not yet, but Xiao Sui sent someone here to increase the trading volume of silk tea." He Li said.

"Xiao Sui has been promoted again, right?" Yang Zhao sprinkled a handful of sand on a spot and asked.

"Yes, the news from the day before yesterday said that he is already the Great King of the South Campus, and now his main force has begun to be transferred to Yizhou." Looking at the spot where Yang Zhao was spreading the sand, He Li said: "Heishuiguan I am guarding here. Just fine."

Yang Zhao smiled and said, "Okay, but let's hold the wedding first."

"Is the head of the house cured?" He Li asked. Ling Qingyu was just ill when he left. He has been concerned about it, but he can only endure it until then.

Yang Zhao shook his head and said: "It's not that easy to get well. Yan San treats her with deep affection. She doesn't show her face, but the sadness in her heart is not less. How could it be so easy to get well."

"That..." He Li swallowed back.

"He Li, she really died that night. If it weren't for the resurrection grass, we would only see her corpse when we went to Xiangyang." Yang Zhao's eyes were slightly red. , Said: "I don't want to let her leave again. I don't want her to be in danger in a place that I don't know. If possible, I would rather be like Yan San..."