Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Look at the old nine"

As soon as Zeng Shaorong opened his mouth, Yan Shengrui raised his hand to stop him. Ling Jingxuan next to him tacitly looked at the soldiers who came to Zibao: "How many troops are there?"

If the Eastern Kingdom really declared war, the drums of war would have been raging outside, how could it be so peaceful? General Ye and the others were also in a hurry, otherwise it would be impossible not to notice this.

"About hundreds of people."

Sure enough, the numbers reported by the soldiers far exceeded the imagination of many people. After hearing this number and thinking about it carefully, many people couldn't help laughing. "Yan Yi."

"Subordinates are here!"

The guess was confirmed, Yan Shengrui shouted, Yan Yi instantly appeared in front of them, and Yan Er and Yan Si appeared with him. They were not invisible today, they were sitting at the table next to them with the soldiers. Eat noodles.

"Open the city gate and see what the hell Dongguo is up to, don't neglect others."

Otherwise they might think they are afraid! Yan Shengrui's stubbornly handsome face was full of Xiao Sha, and there was a hint of disdain in the depths of the tiger's eyes. After waiting for three days, Qiliancheng finally took action, and he wanted to see what he was going to do.

"Yes"

After understanding what he meant, Yan Yi clasped his fists and bowed. After changing his eyes with Yan Er and Yan Si respectively, he quickly swept towards the city gate. During the banquet, several personal soldiers silently followed behind him. Zeng Shaoqing looked at him. Looking at Yan Xiaohua, he gave Yuan Shaoqi another look, the latter knowingly stood up and clasped his fists: "It's just a false alarm, everyone should eat and drink, don't be polite, the groom has enough to eat, don't give it to He's left."

"Ha ha?"

When the crisis was over, seeing him so humorous, the officers and men couldn't help but burst into laughter. The atmosphere of the wedding banquet gradually recovered, and the table for the officiant was still a bit dull, but...

"Dad, I really like to eat wedding banquets, shall we eat every day from now on?"

With a small group of people around, are you afraid that the atmosphere won't heat up? I saw that he was holding a big leg in one hand and a braised pig's trotter in the other, bowing left and right, so he was very satisfied with eating. On weekdays, most of the food on their own table was carefully arranged, in order to facilitate them to eat, Most of them are relatively small, and the large pieces of meat at the wedding banquet, the whole duck or something decisively pleases him.

"What nonsense, who would have a wedding banquet every day? You think it's pretty good."

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan angrily pulled out the handkerchief he was carrying to help him wipe the oily water in his mouth. All the others couldn't help laughing. The little dumplings were just small dumplings, they had everything to eat. He probably didn't realize that the most important bride was gone. right?

"No?"

Disappointed, the little dumpling took a bite of his big leg, his movements and expressions were completely two extremes, and Chu Yunhan on the other side also joined the ranks of helping him wipe, when they took the leg from his hand When they were with the braised pig's trotters, the little dumpling pouted and wanted to protest, but after seeing his father's warning eyes, he resolutely confessed, and the full of complaints could only be swallowed in his stomach.

"Nobody won't let you eat, so can't you be a little more polite? We lack you to eat or wear less clothes on weekdays?" Ling Jingxuan couldn't stand his son's sad little eyes, and after cleaning his hands, Ling Jingxuan picked him up again. The half-eaten leg was stuffed to him, and the little dumpling suddenly showed a satisfied smile: "People just like to eat legs, um—" In order to confirm what he said, the little dumpling opened his mouth wide and took a savage bite of the meat. , the other free hand didn't forget to give a thumbs up: "Good times, good times, good times"

"Ha ha?"

Well, they couldn't understand the foodie's obsession with eating. Everyone was amused by his cute and stupid appearance. One laughed brighter than the other. Ling Jingxuan and Chu Yunhan, who were sitting on both sides of him, looked at each other, both showing helplessness. The chuckle, they can't take this child.

After the riot just now, the wedding banquet scene was still lively, but it was somewhat deserted compared to the previous crowd. Seeing that General Ye and others had not returned for a long time, the soldiers were not in the mood to wait any longer. They all left the banquet and went back to the army. When General Ye and his daughter and Yan Yi came back, only the gang was left at the wedding banquet, and Ling Jingxuan and others also returned to the house.

"Jing Peng, I'm sorry"

Ye Ruyun, who was the first to rush into the house, walked up to Ling Jingpeng with a face full of shame. She grew up in the army all the year round. She has developed the kind of impatience that is hot and hot because of the war. In addition, she is getting married again today. When she heard that Dongguo's army was coming, she resolutely rushed out as soon as her forehead became hot. When she calmed down, she was already standing on the tower. When her father saw her, she scolded her badly. He also realized what he had done, and felt unspeakable guilt in his heart.

"I know, let's go into the room and rest for a while, just give it to the big brother here."

But before she could say her apology, she was interrupted by Ling Jingpeng who stood up, hugged her, turned around and nodded to Yan Shengrui, Ling Jingxuan and the others, hugged her and turned into the backyard without being able to refuse. He couldn't stop sighing, but he wasn't worried that his son-in-law would scold his daughter, but he was afraid that his daughter would make a fool of himself, and the young couple would make trouble on the day they got married.

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan pointed to the position of their next head. Ling Jingpeng felt a little unhappy, of course, but he didn't want to make trouble with Ye Ruyun because of this. It's just her temperament, but he personally feels that it is necessary. After all, after there is no war in the future, she still has to return to the family and be the head mistress of his Ling family to fight with others. It's not a good thing to be too impulsive.

"Thank you, princess."

General Ye clasped his fists and cupped his hands, walked over and sat down. This thank you contained a lot of things, and everyone in the room knew it, but no one was curious to call names. Ling Jingxuan nodded, and Yan Yi sent a bright message at the right time. When you see the color, everyone will know who sent it. In the world, only the emperor can use bright colors. Since it was sent by the Dongguo army, it must be Qilian City. Everyone, including Zeng Shaorong and others, knew that Qiliancheng had come to the border, but what did he mean by sending a post at such a sensitive moment? Do you still want to invite them to a drink?

Yan Shengrui took the post and looked at it, and there was still the seal of Qilian City on it. When he opened the post with his mouth open, Yan Yi folded his fists and bowed: "That army is still waiting outside the city, and they said they were ordered to bring back the prince. They originally wanted to come in by themselves, but they were stopped by their subordinates."

Although there were only a few hundred troops in the Dongguo army, all of them had their nostrils pointing upwards, as if they were extraordinary. Yan Yi almost did not let his personal soldiers kill them directly, and stood still on their land. Practice the same as 258,000 or 80,000, do you really think that their Qingguo is easy to bully? As long as he thinks of how angry they looked after they were refused entry into the city, he couldn't help but want to laugh. The visitor is a guest, and the guest should look like a guest. He didn't dare to let them come and stain the eyes of the masters. .

"What? You have to be escorted by an army of hundreds of people. It sounds grand."

Zeng Shaoqing pouted and looked at Yan Shengrui, Qilian City likes to do these things, showing their great country style everywhere, but behind the scenes they do all sorts of pickled things that destroy morality and throw the stove, it's really fucking disgusting from the bottom of my heart ! "you want to see?"

Yan Shengrui, who had already read the content of the post, raised the post, and threw it to him in the next second. Zeng Shaoqing reached out and caught it, and when he opened the post, a strange look appeared on the face of the monstrous and handsome, what was Qiliancheng thinking? what about? Are they really stupid?

Chapter 707: Dispatching troops and preparing to attack

"What kind of post is it? The reaction from both of you is too scary."

Putting down the teacup gracefully, Ling Jingxuan smiled casually and asked the question that everyone present was curious about. Xiao Duanzi had already asked Xiao Leng and Long Zhang to take a nap. At present, there are only a few adults left in the hall of the main courtyard. , little buns, plus General Zeng, General Ye, General Qin and General Wei, Yuchi Lishang, the master and servant once again took the initiative to avoid suspicion, saying that they were going for a walk outside to eat.

"It's nothing, Qilian City invited Lao Jiu and you, and the Empress of the Western Kingdom to go to Tianmenguan to play."

Zeng Shaoqing raised the post in his hand and said it was a game. Everyone knew that this was definitely a feast for the family. They had just assassinated his border general, so he invited them to play and said that he had no purpose. Kill them and they don't believe it.

"Oh? That's a good thing. I'm worried that I don't have a decent excuse to go to the East Country. When is the date?"

Everyone's faces were not very good-looking when they heard that, only Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and smiled. This was an opportunity that Qi Liancheng took the initiative to give him. If he didn't make good use of it, he would be too sorry for the hospitality of others.