Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The courtyard is not big, but it is very elegant. A few bamboo sticks swaying by the wall, a few purple water lilies bloom in a small pond, the blue grass blooms just right by the pond, and the faint fragrance floats over the courtyard with the wind. Cheng Xiang stood at the gate of the yard, stunned for a while, how long has this yard been here? Since his son got the top prize at the age of sixteen, he has become extremely stable and proper in dealing with others. I don’t seem to worry about him anymore. Even if he knows that he is seriously ill this time, and thinks he can come out without caring, he has to consider There are too many things, and the emperor is getting more and more ridiculous. Wang Xiang's faction and Dong Xiang's faction are tit-for-tat, but they are unprecedented in terms of collecting money. He has tried his best to preserve the remaining positions of Qingliu.

When I saw Cheng Jia this morning, he hardly believed his eyes. After half a month, his son was so thin that he had become so thin. When he came back to ask, he realized that he had been unable to eat for two days. He was angry again, although he didn't know why he vomited blood that day, but he certainly couldn't get rid of that woman. How sacred was that woman, so that he could make his son with eyes on his head hurt so much?

"Master?" The servant cautiously called out while holding the tray, causing Cheng Xiang to wake up, stamped his foot angrily, and walked into the room.

"Father?" Cheng Jia leaned against the head of the bed, looking at Cheng Xiang who was rushing in with plain eyes, and called out.

"You just show your breath? Don't you want to live for a woman?" Cheng Xiang raised his hand high, but he couldn't get his hands off when he saw his son's pale and bloodless face, he said angrily.

"My son didn't want to live," Cheng Jia smiled faintly, and said: "It's just that I really can't eat."

"Bring it to me!" Cheng Xiang yelled, took a bowl of stewed fragrant porridge from the tray in his servant's hand and placed it in front of Cheng Jia, and said, "Eat it!"

Cheng Jia picked up the porridge and swallowed it very obediently. Seeing the bowl of porridge see the bottom, a smile appeared on Cheng Xiang's face and said, "That's right, it's just a woman, what can't you find? There? I heard that Fu family’s daughter is virtuous and beautiful, and Master Fu has always liked you, so let’s talk to him for my father."

"Okay." Cheng Jia placed the empty bowl on the tray in the servant's hand and nodded with a smile.

Cheng Xiang was even more happy, and sighed: "Jia'er, you also know that my father is already old, and the Qingliu faction will not all be handed over to you in the future! I..."

"Um..." Cheng Jia, who had been listening to Cheng Xiang's words with a faint smile, suddenly covered his mouth, then leaned out and vomited.

The porridge that had just been eaten was vomited out intact, with a trace of black blood. Looking at Cheng Jia who was still vomiting, Cheng Xiang's face turned pale.

"It's nothing more," Cheng Xiang stood up tremblingly as if he was several years old, walked slowly to the door, and sighed: "Whatever you want, it's just that you definitely can't get married at home! "

Seeing his father's back that seemed to wilt suddenly, Cheng Jia slowly sat up, with a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, making the bloodshot red and dazzling.

Whatever you want? Cheng Jia, think clearly what you want? Actually you knew it a long time ago, right?

"Book case, prepare the sedan chair."

The gate of the Dingguo Palace was still closed. Cheng Jia stood under the steps with the book case looking at the picture and patted the door. The wind blew a few paper money from the other side of the street, making him startled, and then remembering that tomorrow will be It's Midyear Festival.

"Excuse me, please tell my wife, our son really has something to ask for!" Huajian put his foot in the crack of the door, and said to the guard who wanted to close the door when they saw them.

"Our wife is in filial piety and cannot see outsiders." The guard said coldly, and then prepared to close the door forcibly.

"Please talk to Qiye, Cheng can get the account of the Ministry of War." Cheng Jia took two steps forward and whispered.

The guard's face changed slightly, and he said you waited, and then closed the door.

"Master, take a rest?" Looking at Cheng Jia's pale face worriedly, Shumo persuaded.

Cheng Jia shook his head, just looking at the door, as if he had already passed through the door to the innermost.

The door opened with a creak, Yan Qi looked at Cheng Jia who was already crumbling with her arms around her, and then said, "Come in alone."

Patting the hand of the worried bookcase, taking a deep breath, Cheng Jia followed Yan Qi into the door.

Ling Qingyu didn't expect that Cheng Jia was so thin that it was so thin after only half a month. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a pierced bone. He froze for a moment, stood up, and said, "Go call Alan over."

After walking so many roads, Cheng Jia has reached the limit. He sat down on the soft couch and took a drink of water from the tea bowl on the table without paying attention. Fang raised his head and said, "Jia wants to talk to you alone. ,feasible?"

Ling Qingyu's complexion darkened slightly. Seeing him silent, Cheng Jia didn't worry, just sip the cold tea in the tea bowl a little bit.

"Swallow Seven."

Yan Qi nodded and waved gently, and the maids beside the water pavilion all retreated, and then he and Ying Jiu also retreated.

"With your current strength, even if Heishuiguan assists you, it is impossible to win the world, but if you let the Zhou Dynasty civil strife first, when the various factions lose their strengths, then you start to gradually engulf them, it is possible, but, How can you be sure that those people will get upset? But it's okay, they can't get upset, you will naturally think about letting them get upset. For the 30 million in this war, except for the money being taken from the people. Most of them came from the big players. Although Wang Xiang’s proposal saved their interests and suppressed their dissatisfaction, if people know that the 30 million guan is actually a family benefit, let alone Dong Xianghui. Thinking, other families will be dissatisfied.” Looking at Ling Qingyu, who was slowly sitting opposite, Cheng Jia smiled: “When did you want to check the military expenses of the Zhao family?”

"During the Qixi Festival, I heard Zhao Yinfeng’s generals chatting, saying that they didn’t get any money, and the cost was not comparable to those of the Prohibition Army. But I have calculated the accounts at Heishuiguan and know the approximate military expenses. If they didn’t get the money, where did the 30 million go? How did you know that I was investigating military spending?"

"Jia also has some channels of his own. Since I know that Yan Qi and the others belong to the Red Chamber, it is not difficult to find out." Cheng Jia raised his eyes and looked in the direction where Yan Qi was standing, and said with a smile: "Just get to know Xia Tianxiang What kind of guests the girls in the building like to receive recently, and then ask what kind of **** topics those guests and girls are talking about, it is not difficult to know."

Yan Qi snorted lowly. He was murderous at that moment. Could it be possible that there was a leak from the people below? Ling Qingyu was right, this kid is indeed too smart.

"You have financial resources, you have Yanqi’s intelligence network, and Heishuiguan’s military power, but these are not enough. If things really start, Yanqi’s intelligence network is too thin, and the financial resources without military protection are not worth mentioning. , As for the military strength of Heishuiguan, they are too far away, and once they show up, they may be attacked by a joint attack. No matter how powerful they are, they will not be able to beat the joint of the Zhao family and the Forbidden Army. So you can only provoke them to fight internally. , The question is, how do you fight? You need someone in front of you, and I, the most suitable! Let's make a deal, I will help you, to provoke their disputes, let their ambitions swell and take risks, I will come forward. As a reward..."

Although keeping his face calm and calm, Ling Qingyu was already screaming in his heart, do you want to be so smart! When I heard the last few sentences, my face really couldn't hold back. I stared at him suspiciously for a few seconds, then picked up the tea bowl pretending to be calm, thinking about how to answer this by drinking water. Sentence.

"I want to be your man." Cheng Jiarong has a light expression, a gentle smile, and an extremely soft voice.

puff! Ling Qingyu spouted water.

Elegantly and calmly took out a veil from his sleeve and wiped the water stains on his face, Cheng Jia said: "This is the most beneficial to you. You have so many lives on your body. You can only succeed without fail. I am one more. That’s a bit more guarantee. Well, the Jianjia courtyard is too far away. I want the Qi Aoyuan next to you."

"Why?" After coughing twice, Ling Qingyu asked embarrassedly: "Why?"

Cheng Jia's body was a little unbearable and fell to the soft seat on the soft couch, but still maintained an elegant demeanor, with a lazy smile, said: "What you said, I thought about it for a long time, if I don't help You, you must not succeed. What you said is right. If you want this country to really get better, it won't work if you don't completely destroy it. In this case, Ka will help you."

Ling Qingyu looked at him for a long while and said, "What does it have to do with you being my man?"

Cheng Jia's body curled up slowly, and his voice was faint, as if inaudible, and said: "Linglong dice An Hongdou, I know I don't know if I'm into the bones..."

The courtyard is not big, but it is very elegant. A few bamboo sticks swaying by the wall, a few purple water lilies bloom in a small pond, the blue grass blooms just right by the pond, and the faint fragrance floats over the courtyard with the wind.

Cheng Xiang stood at the gate of the yard, stunned for a while, how long has this yard been here? Since his son got the top prize at the age of sixteen, he has become extremely stable and proper in dealing with others. I don’t seem to worry about him anymore. Even if he knows that he is seriously ill this time, and thinks he can come out without caring, he has to consider There are too many things, and the emperor is getting more and more ridiculous. Wang Xiang's faction and Dong Xiang's faction are tit-for-tat, but they are unprecedented in terms of collecting money. He has tried his best to preserve the remaining positions of Qingliu.

When I saw Cheng Jia this morning, he hardly believed his eyes. After half a month, his son was so thin that he had become so thin. When he came back to ask, he realized that he had been unable to eat for two days. He was angry again, although he didn't know why he vomited blood that day, but he certainly couldn't get rid of that woman. How sacred was that woman, so that he could make his son with eyes on his head hurt so much?

"Master?" The servant cautiously called out while holding the tray, causing Cheng Xiang to wake up, stamped his foot angrily, and walked into the room.

"Father?" Cheng Jia leaned against the head of the bed, looking at Cheng Xiang who was rushing in with plain eyes, and called out.

"You just show your breath? Don't you want to live for a woman?" Cheng Xiang raised his hand high, but he couldn't get his hands off when he saw his son's pale and bloodless face, he said angrily.

"My son didn't want to live," Cheng Jia smiled faintly, and said: "It's just that I really can't eat."

"Bring it to me!" Cheng Xiang yelled, took a bowl of stewed fragrant porridge from the tray in his servant's hand and placed it in front of Cheng Jia, and said, "Eat it!"

Cheng Jia picked up the porridge and swallowed it very obediently. Seeing the bowl of porridge see the bottom, a smile appeared on Cheng Xiang's face and said, "That's right, it's just a woman, what can't you find? There? I heard that Fu family’s daughter is virtuous and beautiful, and Master Fu has always liked you, so let’s talk to him for my father."

"Okay." Cheng Jia placed the empty bowl on the tray in the servant's hand and nodded with a smile.

Cheng Xiang was even more happy, and sighed: "Jia'er, you also know that my father is already old, and the Qingliu faction will not all be handed over to you in the future! I..."

"Um..." Cheng Jia, who had been listening to Cheng Xiang's words with a faint smile, suddenly covered his mouth, then leaned out and vomited.

The porridge that had just been eaten was vomited out intact, with a trace of black blood. Looking at Cheng Jia who was still vomiting, Cheng Xiang's face turned pale.

"It's nothing more," Cheng Xiang stood up tremblingly as if he was several years old, walked slowly to the door, and sighed: "Whatever you want, it's just that you definitely can't get married at home! "

Seeing his father's back that seemed to wilt suddenly, Cheng Jia slowly sat up, with a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, making the bloodshot red and dazzling.

Whatever you want? Cheng Jia, think clearly what you want? Actually you knew it a long time ago, right?

"Book case, prepare the sedan chair."

The gate of the Dingguo Palace was still closed. Cheng Jia stood under the steps with the book case looking at the picture and patted the door. The wind blew a few paper money from the other side of the street, making him startled, and then remembering that tomorrow will be It's Midyear Festival.

"Excuse me, please tell my wife, our son really has something to ask for!" Huajian put his foot in the crack of the door, and said to the guard who wanted to close the door when they saw them.

"Our wife is in filial piety and cannot see outsiders." The guard said coldly, and then prepared to close the door forcibly.

"Please talk to Qiye, Cheng can get the account of the Ministry of War." Cheng Jia took two steps forward and whispered.

The guard's face changed slightly, and he said you waited, and then closed the door.

"Master, take a rest?" Looking at Cheng Jia's pale face worriedly, Shumo persuaded.

Cheng Jia shook his head, just looking at the door, as if he had already passed through the door to the innermost.

The door opened with a creak, Yan Qi looked at Cheng Jia who was already crumbling with her arms around her, and then said, "Come in alone."

Patting the hand of the worried bookcase, taking a deep breath, Cheng Jia followed Yan Qi into the door.

Ling Qingyu didn't expect that Cheng Jia was so thin that it was so thin after only half a month. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a pierced bone. He froze for a moment, stood up, and said, "Go call Alan over."

After walking so many roads, Cheng Jia has reached the limit. He sat down on the soft couch and took a drink of water from the tea bowl on the table without paying attention. Fang raised his head and said, "Jia wants to talk to you alone. ,feasible?"

Ling Qingyu's complexion darkened slightly. Seeing him silent, Cheng Jia didn't worry, just sip the cold tea in the tea bowl a little bit.

"Swallow Seven."

Yan Qi nodded and waved gently, and the maids beside the water pavilion all retreated, and then he and Ying Jiu also retreated.

"With your current strength, even if Heishuiguan assists you, it is impossible to win the world, but if you let the Zhou Dynasty civil strife first, when the various factions lose their strengths, then you start to gradually engulf them, it is possible, but, How can you be sure that those people will get upset? But it's okay, they can't get upset, you will naturally think about letting them get upset. For the 30 million in this war, except for the money being taken from the people. Most of them came from the big players. Although Wang Xiang’s proposal saved their interests and suppressed their dissatisfaction, if people know that the 30 million guan is actually a family benefit, let alone Dong Xianghui. Thinking, other families will be dissatisfied.” Looking at Ling Qingyu, who was slowly sitting opposite, Cheng Jia smiled: “When did you want to check the military expenses of the Zhao family?”

"During the Qixi Festival, I heard Zhao Yinfeng’s generals chatting, saying that they didn’t get any money, and the cost was not comparable to those of the Prohibition Army. But I have calculated the accounts at Heishuiguan and know the approximate military expenses. If they didn’t get the money, where did the 30 million go? How did you know that I was investigating military spending?"

"Jia also has some channels of his own. Since I know that Yan Qi and the others belong to the Red Chamber, it is not difficult to find out." Cheng Jia raised his eyes and looked in the direction where Yan Qi was standing, and said with a smile: "Just get to know Xia Tianxiang What kind of guests the girls in the building like to receive recently, and then ask what kind of **** topics those guests and girls are talking about, it is not difficult to know."

Yan Qi snorted lowly. He was murderous at that moment. Could it be possible that there was a leak from the people below? Ling Qingyu was right, this kid is indeed too smart.

"You have financial resources, you have Yanqi’s intelligence network, and Heishuiguan’s military power, but these are not enough. If things really start, Yanqi’s intelligence network is too thin, and the financial resources without military protection are not worth mentioning. , As for the military strength of Heishuiguan, they are too far away, and once they show up, they may be attacked by a joint attack. No matter how powerful they are, they will not be able to beat the joint of the Zhao family and the Forbidden Army. So you can only provoke them to fight internally. , The question is, how do you fight? You need someone in front of you, and I, the most suitable! Let's make a deal, I will help you, to provoke their disputes, let their ambitions swell and take risks, I will come forward. As a reward..."

Although keeping his face calm and calm, Ling Qingyu was already screaming in his heart, do you want to be so smart! When I heard the last few sentences, my face really couldn't hold back. I stared at him suspiciously for a few seconds, then picked up the tea bowl pretending to be calm, thinking about how to answer this by drinking water. Sentence.

"I want to be your man." Cheng Jiarong has a light expression, a gentle smile, and an extremely soft voice.

puff! Ling Qingyu spouted water.

Elegantly and calmly took out a veil from his sleeve and wiped the water stains on his face, Cheng Jia said: "This is the most beneficial to you. You have so many lives on your body. You can only succeed without fail. I am one more. That’s a bit more guarantee. Well, the Jianjia courtyard is too far away. I want the Qi Aoyuan next to you."

"Why?" After coughing twice, Ling Qingyu asked embarrassedly: "Why?"

Cheng Jia's body was a little unbearable and fell to the soft seat on the soft couch, but still maintained an elegant demeanor, with a lazy smile, said: "What you said, I thought about it for a long time, if I don't help You, you must not succeed. What you said is right. If you want this country to really get better, it won't work if you don't completely destroy it. In this case, Ka will help you."

Ling Qingyu looked at him for a long while and said, "What does it have to do with you being my man?"

Cheng Jia's body curled up slowly, and his voice was faint, as if inaudible, and said: "Linglong dice An Hongdou, I know I don't know if I'm into the bones..."