Village Girl Struggle

Jiang Ying conveyed to Gao Han through Lady Wei that he wanted to send the people of Baiyuntang away.

Gao Han didn't care much about these people, but he was just a group of Taoist aunts with no abilities.

These people are placed in Baiyun Hall, and more people must be arranged to watch. Moreover, Baiyun Hall is not open to the public, so there is no income from the past alms and preaching. So many people have to eat and drink while living. Tang searched it all, and if he had to spend any more, he felt that it was taken out of his own pocket, and it was painful.

So these people disappeared from Baiyuntang, he was quite happy.

Of course, one of Gao Han’s staff also gave Gao Han an idea, saying that he should keep these people, and then support a master who obeys Gao Han’s orders, and then open Baiyuntang to the outside world as before. Kind of benefits.

Gao Han thought about it for a long time, but gave up the idea.

After all, if Baiyuntang's many years of old experience had been eaten by him, and it would take a long time to fatten up, and this Taoist temple was not a drunken moon tower, the money could be smashed and the news of the three teachings could be obtained.

Most of the people who came from this Taoist temple were female relatives in the backyard. The last time I wanted to let the family members clear the ground and leave no idlers, how many sources of information could there be in this kind of place?

Moreover, the Miaohua who saw the wind make the rudder to seek refuge with Gao Han and the others was completely dead, even if she was looking for a suitable person, if she let her spies go, whether she could control these Taoist aunts or not.

However, because of this, Gao Han still took these people, and blackmailed Jiang Ying for nearly a thousand taels of silver before he was willing to let go.

In this way, there were about fifty people in the little Daogu and their group. They left Baiyuntang with a heavy heart and endured grief, and walked towards the view of the red lotus.

Although these fifty-odd people are all Taoist aunts, there are old and young, but there are still a few of them who are armed, as long as they don't run into officers and soldiers. Normal Xiaoxiao can also be fearless. Jiang Ying only sent them to the bottom of Baiyun Mountain, and after an appointment with them two months later, he would see you again.

Jiang Ying people still live in that small courtyard.

Gao Han finally lost interest in Baiyuntang after scraping the ground three feet away. Except for leaving twenty or thirty people guarding Baiyuntang outside to monitor Jiang Ying, he led his confidant back to the capital, and went up and down. Jump for good and gain some benefits in the changing landscape.

And Jiang Ying and others can finally move freely.

However, apart from activities in Baiyun Mountain, Jiang Ying didn't expect to go to this mixed water in Beijing.

After dozens of days, Du Hong's injury improved and he was already able to walk around.

Jiang Ying looked at nature and pleased, and often asked the chef to make Du Hong some supplementary food. Sometimes he even cooks with Lingye and the others in person, making soup or something.

Looking at Xiao Zhao Xi with jealous, she took advantage of her own convenience. No matter what Jiang Ying does, he must first start to grab some more.

Jiang Ying carried the old duck cordyceps soup and walked into the room with a smile.

Du Hongzheng was sitting halfway on the couch under the window. This couch was originally in Jiang Ying's room, but he was healed by Du Hong. Being stuck in the bed for a long time is really boring, Jiang Ying thought about moving the couch, so that Du Hong could lie down or sit on it, or change the place. You can also cheer on the sun.

Du Hong was reading a book in his hand. It was the narrative sutra that Jiang Ying often held in his hand.

Du Hong was bedridden some time ago. Jiang Ying sat in the room with him, and when Du Hong fell asleep, Jiang Ying flipped through the book.

Almost all the stories here have been taught to Jiang Ying four or five times, that is, he can remember every story inside with his eyes closed.

"It's so fragrant... What good things did Xiaoying do?"

Although Du Hongfeng's eyes fell on the pages of the book, the corner of his eyes had already glanced at Jiang Ying, who was holding the soup plate.

Jiang Ying put the tray on the table carefully. Bring a cup of soup down and uncover the bowl. Put the small porcelain spoon away.

Fang turned his head and walked towards Du Hong, reaching out his hand to help each other.

Yin said with a smile, "This is the first time I have made this, how do you taste it?"

Jiang Ying has never done anything like making soup with his own hands. In this life, it seems that it was only many years ago that Xiao Zhao Xi made porridge?

This time it was Du Hongcai who had experienced life and death, and Jiang Ying was trapped in this small courtyard again.

However, Jiang Ying's rare and intimate behavior made the relationship between the two of them much closer.

The previous two people's slander caused by Gao Han's slander and Wen Wanniang's unhappiness, it seems that the two of them have deliberately stopped mentioning it.

Du Hongfeng's eyes were half-squinted, the ends of his eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his lips were lightly hooked.

With a bit of laziness, a bit of sickness, a trace of charm inadvertently,

But he put away the scriptures in his hand, and said with a smile, "Xiaoying's work must be good."

While supporting Jiang Ying's hand, he almost pressed half of his body's weight on Jiang Ying's shoulders. Fortunately, Jiang Ying is not a delicate little white flower, otherwise it must be crushed.

In fact, although Du Hong's injury was not fully recovered and his body was still weak, he would not be unsteady in these few steps. He just took advantage of this opportunity to get close to the person in his heart.

Jiang Ying helped Du Hong sit at the table. It was not a meal at this time, but as a patient, Du Hong should eat less and more meals.

Du Hong held the porcelain spoon and put a spoon of milky white soup into his mouth.

I took a look at Jiang Ying, and saw Jiang Ying resting her cheek in her hand, waiting eagerly for evaluation, but she didn't speak, instead she drank the duck soup, including the soup and meat, by spoonful after spoonful.

Such support is just a silent evaluation.

These days, Du Hong needs to eat more of all the food Jiang Ying cooks himself. Over time, Jiang Ying cooks more often.

Jiang Ying has also tasted the things she made, and the taste is okay, but it is not as good as Lingzhi, who specializes in cooking.

Want to come to Du Hong to join in like this, it is also * Wu Jiwu.

"Can there be more?"

Du Hong is still unfinished.

Jiang Ying was taken aback for a moment, this is not a small bowl.

"Hey, ... there will be porridge by the side in a while, and it's not good to eat too much."

It's really gone. The other half was robbed of the land by Zhao Xilian long ago, and looked at Jiang Ying with the pair of apricot eyes very aggrieved, and mumbled about Jiang Ying's partiality. He didn't do so many good things for him in his early years. food.

Du Hong seemed to understand in his heart, and squinted slightly.

Although he was seriously injured and went around Guimenguan, it was considered a welfare if Jiang Ying was watching over him.

The fly in the ointment is that there is an extra Zhao Xi imp.

He now remembered where Zhao Xi was sacred.

Back then, he saw Jiang Ying in Yangping City, wasn't it in this kid's study room?

At that time, he had a strange feeling when he saw Jiang Ying. Although he didn't notice it at the time, he didn't understand until now. Maybe this is the legendary root of love?

Although he was ignorant at that time, he subconsciously wanted to take Jiang Ying away. If it wasn't for this little devil who was crying and crying, he brought Xiao Ying back to Beijing and hid her in the Dingguo Hou Mansion. If the two love each other, the child will make soy sauce.

This kid has been charged with himself since he was five years old!

Now he is even more horizontally between the two of him, turning into a big candle that shines brightly!

Moreover, according to the news he had received from Xiao Ying, this half-sized ghost actually planned to stay with Jiang Ying, and Jiang Ying regarded him as his own younger brother, and seemed to be willing to accept his absurd idea.

Hearing what he said, Jiang Ying felt that he was about to get involved with Zhao Xi, and quickly changed the subject.

Zhao Xi and Du Hong seemed to be guilty of rushing. Once they met, they seemed uncomfortable to stab each other with a few words.

However, in Jiang Ying’s mind, Zhao Xi is still young, while Du Hong is a well-informed adult. It is a bit cautious to always compete with children, but since he is still a patient, Jiang Ying’s remarks are only in his heart. .

"I just saw you reading the Sutra?"

"Well, it is, this narration is really a strange book, but it is a pity that the government has classified it as a banned book and cannot be passed on to the world."

Du Hong's eyes shimmered, and he continued following Jiang Ying's words.

"The story of the reincarnation of the three lives inside is the most bizarre, Xiaoying still remember?"

Jiang Ying nodded, "Why don't you remember, that Taoist actually remembered his three lives? It's really amazing. I think there is something magical in that Xuantian view, which made the Taoist soul out of the body and go through the three lives. If there is any Fortunately, I have to go to Xuantian Temple to find out what happened."

Jiang Ying said and looked at Du Hong. His face like Xiao Fengfeng almost gave Jiang Ying the illusion that he had returned to Huanhua Country. Maybe Du Hong was Xiao Fengfeng’s reincarnation, but he just forgot about himself. It's just where it came from.

But thinking of Xiao Fengfeng's extreme personality, I feel that although Du Hong has some similarities with Xiao Fengfeng in some personalities, there are still big differences.

At least, if it was Xiao Fengfeng who was facing him at this time, Jiang Ying would definitely not dare to sit at the same table with him, and would retreat.

Du Hong's eyebrows were drooping, and a smile appeared at the corners of his lips.

"Xiaoying likes it, let's go together in the future."

Du Hong took the snow-white silk paw that Jiang Ying handed over and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, and when his slender fingers were loosened, the silk paw fell on the table leisurely.

And Du Hong's soft kiss fell.

Jiang Ying is a woman with a normal mind and body.

He is still a prince with many romantic beauties in his previous life and countless confidants of Lan Yan.

Although it is said that all greens pass through it, and the leaves do not touch the body, but kissing and hugging this kind of thing, Jiang Ying's past affairs are just like family meals.

Now it was Xiao Fengfeng who was finally moved, and the man she had pulled back from the gate of ghosts was even more cherished.

The four lips meet, from shallow to deep, sucking, licking, and lingering, as if tasting the most intoxicating wine in the world.

Jiang Ying felt soft, but there was a fire in her heart, which made her unable to think and she had to sink for a while.

It is strange that Du Hong has not healed from a serious injury and is weak, so why is his embrace so warm and strong?

Du Hong's arms, like cast iron, tightly circled the person in his arms and pressed against his chest.

Those incomplete wounds were also slightly painful at this time, but it made him feel more clearly.

At this moment.

This girl, her gentle and exquisite body, was in his arms.

It's as if he was born and belonged to him.