Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

"Sit." Ling Qingyu waved his hand and sat down in the small pavilion in the yard, and hurried back, Su Mu, who met on the road, hurried into the kitchen to make tea.

Cheng Jia looked at her carefully. It was different from what he saw at the funeral last time, but it was also completely different from the past. I don’t know if it was because of the black large-sleeved robe with dark patterns, or his own mood. Ling Qingyu brought on a condensation that had never been done before.

"It doesn't seem good for Master Cheng to visit this time?" Ling Qingyu leaned against the beauty in the pavilion and asked with a hint of laziness.

Cheng Jia's floating heart calmed down, smiled slightly, walked to the chair next to the stone table in the middle of the pavilion and sat down, and asked, "General Yang, did you really go?"

Ling Qingyu raised his brows and sneered at the corners of his mouth. He said, "He is not a big Luo Jinxian. He has only less than a hundred guards. He was besieged by 900 people and had a dozen holes in his body..." His eyes were red, but I can't say it anymore.

Cheng Jia was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and said: "I'm sorry." He saw her look natural, and thought it was really such a one-tenth-a-thousandth possibility.

"He died in front of me," Ling Qingyu wiped away his tears, took a long breath, and said: "Cheng Jia, in this battle, Zhao Mingliang and Xiao Sui had reached an agreement long ago. Xiao Suifang, Zhao Mingliang, and Zhao Mingliang helped They killed Yelvqi’s subordinates, and the ones led by Yang Zhao were given to Xiao Sui by Zhao Mingliang. Those people had been ambushing for a long time, and, "Staring at the shocked Cheng Jia, Ling Qingyu said word by word. Said: "The Sucheng county magistrate did not take Dong Xiang's handwriting, but the emperor's secret order."

"The emperor!?" Cheng Jia was completely shocked this time. He had thought that the county magistrate sent to Sioux City said that there was a problem with Dong Xiang. He even had special opinions before that person went. He is a very pedantic person who will never be bought by Dong Xiang or Wang Xiang, but if it is the emperor's order, then no matter what the situation of the battle is, that person will indeed do so.

"You want to ask why I knew? Zhao's guards and himself were all gone with the Liao people, but," Ling Qingyu sighed softly, letting the painful chest let out a breath, Fang Dao "I was hidden behind my body by them. I saw that the Sioux City magistrate took out the imperial decree, and I heard that the Sioux City magistrate said it was ordered by the sage."

"Why were you there at the time?" Cheng Jia asked anxiously, returning to God.

Ling Qingyu sneered slightly, and said: "I went to Xiangxiang, and was taken by the two princes to Weizhou. I overheard the generals on the way saying that they will definitely win this time because Zhao Mingliang will definitely be able to get to Wei. Zhou. I don’t understand military and war, but I know Xiao Sui is not so easy to deal with. Why is Zhao Mingliang so sure to arrive in Weizhou on time? Zhao told me that there are big problems with this strategic plan. Coming from Guizhou to Yuzhou, not only has to cross the mountains and ridges, but Xiao Sui’s army is in the middle. The correct plan should be that the troops exiting from Heishuiguan take down Shuozhou Yunzhou Weizhou, and then go directly to the top. Going up, the one going out from Guizhou should go up from Xinzhou, but why is it such a plan? When I heard it, I thought it was a trap, so I went to Zhao. After I found Zhao, I knew about Liao. The army had been in ambush long ago. Zhao Mingliang wanted to take advantage of Xiao Sui's hands, but Xiao Sui calculated it. Xiao Sui wanted great merit, and the 100,000 talents of the Zhao family's new army were what he wanted. At that time, the new army was hit. However, with the Liao army on three sides, Zhao led his army to rush from Yunzhou." Ling Qingyu paused, with a dazzling flame in his eyes, and said with pride: "My Zhao, that is the number one in the world. Great heroes! To you, it's just a number that they dragged Xiao Sui's 100,000 people to attack thousands of miles, but in this world, who else can do it?"

"But he could defeat hundreds of thousands of people, but in the end he died..." A fishy smell surged in his throat, Ling Qingyu unconsciously coughed several times with his hand covering his mouth, and then looked at the faint bloodshot in his hand for a while. Dumbfounded.

"Master!" Ying Shisan yelled, Ying Jiu put his palm on her vest, and a warm breath was slowly entered into the colic place, letting Ling Qingyu relieved, and then looked at it. The bloodshot was wiped off by Ying Thirteen's veil.

Ying Thirteen wiped off the blood streaks, took the cup from Sum, who had just come out of the kitchen, and put the cup of warm water together, and then handed it to her mouth, saying: "Don't worry, don't get angry, relax, come, Drink of water."

After drinking a few sips of water to wash off the smell in his mouth, and taking a few deep breaths, Ling Qingyu nodded to indicate that it was okay. Soum put the water and tea on the table, gave Ling Qingyu a worried look, then turned around and went out of the yard to find Alan.

"There are three thousand defenders in Su City," Ling Qingyu raised his head, looked at Cheng Jia and smiled faintly, and said: "Three thousand defenders, there are no more than 900 soldiers..."

Seeing her sad and weeping smile, Cheng Jia felt a pain in his heart. He thought that there was a problem, but he didn't expect the truth to be so unbearable.

"Master Cheng, what else do you want to ask?" Ling Qingyu lowered his eyes, leaned back slightly, and asked.

"Why come to Bianjing?" As soon as Cheng Jia spoke, Ling Qingyu's eyes lifted. His eyes were full of unabashed contempt and ridicule, and he immediately understood. How could she not come? When Zhengshitang was discussing the mansion for recovery and reward, it had already blocked her refusal and retreat.

If she does not come, it will be Yang Zhao's reputation that will be damaged.

"Master Cheng, I am now a **** body, you should better not come here in the future." Ling Qingyu lowered his eyes again and said.

"Is the relationship between you and me related to your identity?" Cheng Jia squeezed his hands tightly in his sleeves, and said, "You wouldn't care what others say, and Jia won't care."

"No, I care." Ling Qingyu said lightly: "I am Mrs. Yang now, so I care."

Cheng Jia's heart suddenly twitched, and then he looked at a man with a palm still attached to her waistcoat, a man who was bending over to make tea, and said: "You still need Jia for what you want to do. If you care about General Yang, Then please use Jiazhili."

"Oh? What do you have to use?" Ling Qingyu asked with a corner of his eye.

"Girl, girl!" Alan screamed and rushed in, rushed to Ling Qingyu, picked up her hand and pulsed, and then complained: "I told you that you want to rest, don't see those who just watched Annoying person, people here come to you just to block you on purpose, why are you upset to find yourself!"

"Madam!" He Li also walked in anxiously, and Su Mu said that she was vomiting blood. He knew that this time was not suitable, but he couldn't help but ran over with Alan.

"Huh?" Alan took her other hand again, and said: "Girl, don't you vomit a few mouthfuls of blood!" Alan, who was pierced by countless eyes, said calmly: "The congestion in my heart is vomiting out, I guess you can sleep well again tonight."

He Li heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and sullen his face, and said to Cheng Jia: "Master Cheng, Madam is not in good health. I can't stand your stimulation, so please don't come again."

Cheng Jia looked around, and then slowly showed a smile, saying: "Dingguo Gongfu, I have been yearning for a long time. Anyway, you have a lot of yards and few people live here. Why don't you lend me a study room? ."

Ling Qingyu was stunned now, what does this mean? I told you not to come, you asked me to live in the yard?

"Take it as a reward to Jia!" Cheng Jia finished, got up, gave a very elegant salute, and then Shi Shiran left.

"Speaking of which, the houses here are indeed very beautiful and there are too few people." Alan's words surprised Ling Qingyu again, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Girl, how long will you stay in Bianjing for the rebellion?" Alan flashed his eyes and said, "If the time is long enough, there will always be some entertainment, right? What a shame that these yards are so empty? Why not clean them up? Come out, you can live in another place a day."

"I'm full and I can live in another place a day!" Ling Qingyu patted her and exclaimed, "We are Shou Xiao now, don't you? Shou Xiao! No entertainment is allowed!"

"However," Ling Qingyu looked at the bamboo forest where the wind blew and brought a wave of bamboo waves, and said: "You can pack up some favorites, um, let's get a study first."

After tossing for a day, when he saw He Li who was reading by the bedside with the military newspaper in the evening, Ling Qingyu felt that there was nothing to surprise her today.

"I will go back the day after tomorrow," He Li said without raising his head: "Let me accompany you in these two days." Seeing Ling Qingyu's silence, Fang raised his head and saw her tangled and smiled: "Don't you need a living person to sleep at night?"

Ling Qingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Her physical physique said that she would not want to live without a man in the future, but now, when she opens her eyes and closes her eyes, it's Yang Zhao's sentence, "Forget me," she did not feel that way. .

He Li's body is very strong and sturdy, and the figure is tall, with his chest leaning up like a wall, with the same breath as Yang Zhao, making Ling Qingyu immediately relieved, and his eyes closed unconsciously.

When she was breathing shallow and people had already fallen asleep, He Lifang put down the military newspaper in his hand, put one hand close to her shoulder, and the other hand brushed off the emission from her forehead, carefully looking at her face.

I still remember that the first time I saw her was on the Quanzhou seawall. They just built the last section of the dam. Looking at the yamen, I was afraid that they would be the last to kill him. At that time, he was really unwilling to leaning on the stone. Seeing two people walking on the path, one of them looked like a girl, looking stupid as he picked up money, and his eyes were full of hope. Then when he saw them, his eyes flashed intolerably, but it was still like In the past, those people generally walked over, but when she heard the words of the two government officials, she turned back, and in a low voice, humbly begged them and these people.

At that time, he thought, if he had asked her to be a wife, he would definitely protect her and treat her forever, so that the light in her eyes would never disappear, so that she would not have to be so low to others in the future.

But it turned out that she supported them for eight years, whether at sea or at Heishuiguan.

Change me to protect you in the future, and let He Li be your backing?

He lowered his head and gently printed a kiss on the cheek that he had been in love with for eight years, He Qi said softly.

"Sit." Ling Qingyu waved his hand and sat down in the small pavilion in the yard, and hurried back, Su Mu, who met on the road, hurried into the kitchen to make tea.

Cheng Jia looked at her carefully. It was different from what he saw at the funeral last time, but it was also completely different from the past. I don’t know if it was because of the black large-sleeved robe with dark patterns, or his own mood. Ling Qingyu brought on a condensation that had never been done before.

"It doesn't seem good for Master Cheng to visit this time?" Ling Qingyu leaned against the beauty in the pavilion and asked with a hint of laziness.

Cheng Jia's floating heart calmed down, smiled slightly, walked to the chair next to the stone table in the middle of the pavilion and sat down, and asked, "General Yang, did you really go?"

Ling Qingyu raised his brows and sneered at the corners of his mouth. He said, "He is not a big Luo Jinxian. He has only less than a hundred guards. He was besieged by 900 people and had a dozen holes in his body..." His eyes were red, but I can't say it anymore.

Cheng Jia was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and said: "I'm sorry." He saw her look natural, and thought it was really such a one-tenth-a-thousandth possibility.

"He died in front of me," Ling Qingyu wiped away his tears, took a long breath, and said: "Cheng Jia, in this battle, Zhao Mingliang and Xiao Sui had reached an agreement long ago. Xiao Suifang, Zhao Mingliang, and Zhao Mingliang helped They killed Yelvqi’s subordinates, and the ones led by Yang Zhao were given to Xiao Sui by Zhao Mingliang. Those people had been ambushing for a long time, and, "Staring at the shocked Cheng Jia, Ling Qingyu said word by word. Said: "The Sucheng county magistrate did not take Dong Xiang's handwriting, but the emperor's secret order."

"The emperor!?" Cheng Jia was completely shocked this time. He had thought that the county magistrate sent to Sioux City said that there was a problem with Dong Xiang. He even had special opinions before that person went. He is a very pedantic person who will never be bought by Dong Xiang or Wang Xiang, but if it is the emperor's order, then no matter what the situation of the battle is, that person will indeed do so.

"You want to ask why I knew? Zhao's guards and himself were all gone with the Liao people, but," Ling Qingyu sighed softly, letting the painful chest let out a breath, Fang Dao "I was hidden behind my body by them. I saw that the Sioux City magistrate took out the imperial decree, and I heard that the Sioux City magistrate said it was ordered by the sage."

"Why were you there at the time?" Cheng Jia asked anxiously, returning to God.

Ling Qingyu sneered slightly, and said: "I went to Xiangxiang, and was taken by the two princes to Weizhou. I overheard the generals on the way saying that they will definitely win this time because Zhao Mingliang will definitely be able to get to Wei. Zhou. I don’t understand military and war, but I know Xiao Sui is not so easy to deal with. Why is Zhao Mingliang so sure to arrive in Weizhou on time? Zhao told me that there are big problems with this strategic plan. Coming from Guizhou to Yuzhou, not only has to cross the mountains and ridges, but Xiao Sui’s army is in the middle. The correct plan should be that the troops exiting from Heishuiguan take down Shuozhou Yunzhou Weizhou, and then go directly to the top. Going up, the one going out from Guizhou should go up from Xinzhou, but why is it such a plan? When I heard it, I thought it was a trap, so I went to Zhao. After I found Zhao, I knew about Liao. The army had been in ambush long ago. Zhao Mingliang wanted to take advantage of Xiao Sui's hands, but Xiao Sui calculated it. Xiao Sui wanted great merit, and the 100,000 talents of the Zhao family's new army were what he wanted. At that time, the new army was hit. However, with the Liao army on three sides, Zhao led his army to rush from Yunzhou." Ling Qingyu paused, with a dazzling flame in his eyes, and said with pride: "My Zhao, that is the number one in the world. Great heroes! To you, it's just a number that they dragged Xiao Sui's 100,000 people to attack thousands of miles, but in this world, who else can do it?"

"But he could defeat hundreds of thousands of people, but in the end he died..." A fishy smell surged in his throat, Ling Qingyu unconsciously coughed several times with his hand covering his mouth, and then looked at the faint bloodshot in his hand for a while. Dumbfounded.

"Master!" Ying Shisan yelled, Ying Jiu put his palm on her vest, and a warm breath was slowly entered into the colic place, letting Ling Qingyu relieved, and then looked at it. The bloodshot was wiped off by Ying Thirteen's veil.

Ying Thirteen wiped off the blood streaks, took the cup from Sum, who had just come out of the kitchen, and put the cup of warm water together, and then handed it to her mouth, saying: "Don't worry, don't get angry, relax, come, Drink of water."

After drinking a few sips of water to wash off the smell in his mouth, and taking a few deep breaths, Ling Qingyu nodded to indicate that it was okay. Soum put the water and tea on the table, gave Ling Qingyu a worried look, then turned around and went out of the yard to find Alan.

"There are three thousand defenders in Su City," Ling Qingyu raised his head, looked at Cheng Jia and smiled faintly, and said: "Three thousand defenders, there are no more than 900 soldiers..."

Seeing her sad and weeping smile, Cheng Jia felt a pain in his heart. He thought that there was a problem, but he didn't expect the truth to be so unbearable.

"Master Cheng, what else do you want to ask?" Ling Qingyu lowered his eyes, leaned back slightly, and asked.

"Why come to Bianjing?" As soon as Cheng Jia spoke, Ling Qingyu's eyes lifted. His eyes were full of unabashed contempt and ridicule, and he immediately understood. How could she not come? When Zhengshitang was discussing the mansion for recovery and reward, it had already blocked her refusal and retreat.

If she does not come, it will be Yang Zhao's reputation that will be damaged.

"Master Cheng, I am now a **** body, you should better not come here in the future." Ling Qingyu lowered his eyes again and said.

"Is the relationship between you and me related to your identity?" Cheng Jia squeezed his hands tightly in his sleeves, and said, "You wouldn't care what others say, and Jia won't care."

"No, I care." Ling Qingyu said lightly: "I am Mrs. Yang now, so I care."

Cheng Jia's heart suddenly twitched, and then he looked at a man with a palm still attached to her waistcoat, a man who was bending over to make tea, and said: "You still need Jia for what you want to do. If you care about General Yang, Then please use Jiazhili."

"Oh? What do you have to use?" Ling Qingyu asked with a corner of his eye.

"Girl, girl!" Alan screamed and rushed in, rushed to Ling Qingyu, picked up her hand and pulsed, and then complained: "I told you that you want to rest, don't see those who just watched Annoying person, people here come to you just to block you on purpose, why are you upset to find yourself!"

"Madam!" He Li also walked in anxiously, and Su Mu said that she was vomiting blood. He knew that this time was not suitable, but he couldn't help but ran over with Alan.

"Huh?" Alan took her other hand again, and said: "Girl, don't you vomit a few mouthfuls of blood!" Alan, who was pierced by countless eyes, said calmly: "The congestion in my heart is vomiting out, I guess you can sleep well again tonight."

He Li heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and sullen his face, and said to Cheng Jia: "Master Cheng, Madam is not in good health. I can't stand your stimulation, so please don't come again."

Cheng Jia looked around, and then slowly showed a smile, saying: "Dingguo Gongfu, I have been yearning for a long time. Anyway, you have a lot of yards and few people live here. Why don't you lend me a study room? ."

Ling Qingyu was stunned now, what does this mean? I told you not to come, you asked me to live in the yard?

"Take it as a reward to Jia!" Cheng Jia finished, got up, gave a very elegant salute, and then Shi Shiran left.

"Speaking of which, the houses here are indeed very beautiful and there are too few people." Alan's words surprised Ling Qingyu again, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Girl, how long will you stay in Bianjing for the rebellion?" Alan flashed his eyes and said, "If the time is long enough, there will always be some entertainment, right? What a shame that these yards are so empty? Why not clean them up? Come out, you can live in another place a day."

"I'm full and I can live in another place a day!" Ling Qingyu patted her and exclaimed, "We are Shou Xiao now, don't you? Shou Xiao! No entertainment is allowed!"

"However," Ling Qingyu looked at the bamboo forest where the wind blew and brought a wave of bamboo waves, and said: "You can pack up some favorites, um, let's get a study first."

After tossing for a day, when he saw He Li who was reading by the bedside with the military newspaper in the evening, Ling Qingyu felt that there was nothing to surprise her today.

"I will go back the day after tomorrow," He Li said without raising his head: "Let me accompany you in these two days." Seeing Ling Qingyu's silence, Fang raised his head and saw her tangled and smiled: "Don't you need a living person to sleep at night?"

Ling Qingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Her physical physique said that she would not want to live without a man in the future, but now, when she opens her eyes and closes her eyes, it's Yang Zhao's sentence, "Forget me," she did not feel that way. .

He Li's body is very strong and sturdy, and the figure is tall, with his chest leaning up like a wall, with the same breath as Yang Zhao, making Ling Qingyu immediately relieved, and his eyes closed unconsciously.

When she was breathing shallow and people had already fallen asleep, He Lifang put down the military newspaper in his hand, put one hand close to her shoulder, and the other hand brushed off the emission from her forehead, carefully looking at her face.

I still remember that the first time I saw her was on the Quanzhou seawall. They just built the last section of the dam. Looking at the yamen, I was afraid that they would be the last to kill him. At that time, he was really unwilling to leaning on the stone. Seeing two people walking on the path, one of them looked like a girl, looking stupid as he picked up money, and his eyes were full of hope. Then when he saw them, his eyes flashed intolerably, but it was still like In the past, those people generally walked over, but when she heard the words of the two government officials, she turned back, and in a low voice, humbly begged them and these people.

At that time, he thought, if he had asked her to be a wife, he would definitely protect her and treat her forever, so that the light in her eyes would never disappear, so that she would not have to be so low to others in the future.

But it turned out that she supported them for eight years, whether at sea or at Heishuiguan.

Change me to protect you in the future, and let He Li be your backing?

He lowered his head and gently printed a kiss on the cheek that he had been in love with for eight years, He Qi said softly.