Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince: Two hundred and ninety-two: Seeking talents in the bamboo forest: asking for tickets during monthly pass

Walking in the quiet bamboo forest, looking at the dignified and dignified bamboos with verdant branches and leaves, it is like savoring a wonderful poem, refreshing and refreshing.

Yang Ling did not expect that Zhu Panpan, the head of the county of Shanghai, and his wife were reunited. They looked like a rich man. They were elegant people. They lived in such an elegant bamboo forest and built a large courtyard, just like a fairyland. .

Zhu Panpan is the daughter of a county king and a descendant of the Zhu family's imperial family, but she has lived here for more than a hundred years. Of course, her status cannot be compared with the emperor's close ministers and the powerful Yang Ling, so she is extremely respectful to Yang Ling.

Zhu Panpan smiled and said: "Master Yang, Lu County is not far from Chengdu Mansion, but according to the estimated time, I am afraid that the adults will not have time to continue on the road. This place is a small county, and the post office is so simple, my husband and wife. As a landlord, he made his own claim, and respectfully invites the adults to live here. It is said that the burrow is a splendid place."

"Where, where, it is the official who disturbed me. Thank you for the hospitality of the host and Wangzhi County." Yang Ling said with a smile. Zhu Panpan and his wife are about thirty years old. Although they are rich in life, they behave elegantly and speak well.

Zhu Panpan’s surname is Li and his name is An. He was enumerate man in the 12th year of Hongzhi. He was a Jinshi in the 15th year of Hongzhi. He can be regarded as a very talented person. We must know that although Sichuan has outstanding people, but Great Ming has not been awarded a champion for more than 100 years.

Is the current cabinet scholar, a child prodigy like Yang Tinghe from Xindu, Sichuan. I got enumerate man at the age of twelve. This move made countless scholars in the world who were still taking the exams, but he never won the champion, so Jinshi is the first-class talent in Sichuan. This move can be described as Bashanshushui. A big strange thing, even the scholars who don't speak strange and powerful can only attribute the problem of Feng Shui.

According to Great Ming royal rules. The emperor’s aunt is called the eldest princess, the emperor’s sisters are called the eldest princess, and the emperor is called the princess. The daughter of the prince is called the county lord, the daughter of the princess is called the county lord, the granddaughter is called the county lord, the great-granddaughter is called the county lord, and the great-granddaughter is called the county lord. Their husbands-in-laws are collectively called Yibin.

These royal families have been conferring nobles at various levels. So far, the descendants of the Zhu family have spread all over the world. These are just responsible for breeding the birthplace descendant of dragons and phoenixes, which has now reached more than one hundred thousand. Their existence is an extremely heavy burden on the imperial government's financial expenditure.

Yang Ling has never liked these people. During this trip to Sichuan, he held the heavy duty of investigating the rebellion of the royal family here, and he held a respectful attitude in his heart. However, the more so, the more effort he has to do, and Yang Ling also looks humble and polite. It seems to be very happy with their hospitality.

Seeing that Yang Ling was very interested, Li An smiled and said: "Master Yang, some of my best friends have visited these two days ago. They are also living in my Bamboo Wind Yaxuan. They have long heard of the master's literary and martial arts. , The talent is outstanding. Jingyan fought against the ministers, the northern turrets, the Nanping Japanese pirates, I am the minister of the Great Ming pillar country, so I am interested in climbing, I wonder if adults would like to see?"

Yang Ling came to Sichuan here to investigate whether the king of Shu had a bad intention. Visits and visits, although you are always careful. But the chance of getting acquainted with the three religions is the opportunity to visit the clues, so he immediately said with pleasure: "Yibin’s friends are all local celebrities and talents. It’s a chance for Yang to get acquainted. Why not?"

Li An heard this and said with a smile, "I said that the adults are courteous corporals and good friends, haha..., as expected, please come here, adults."

He seemed to have made a bet with others. He had won the bet. He happily led Yang Ling to the right and embarked on a trail. Soon after I came to a bamboo cottage, only listening to the sound of a long piano and flute in the room, Li Ang smiled and said: "Sir, wait a minute, I will call some familiar friends to welcome the adults."

Yang Ling hurriedly stopped and said: "The entry is the guest, the guest is the host, these friends are elegant and strong, why bother? And after listening to this song, we will go in again, those official rules, red carpet , Don’t talk about it."

Zhu Panpan said with a smile: "Yibin friends, once they talk about poetry, painting, and contest musical skills, they don’t have to stop for an hour or two. Since adults are not conservative, please come in here. Pay attention to them. We and my wife are good friends. I have a few greasy friends in my boudoir, who are women from Chengdu nobles and official eunuchs. They went fishing by the Zhulin Creek. I will welcome them."

Yang Ling hurriedly said, "The county owner, please."

Zhu Panpan gave a salute and led the two maids to the depths of the bamboo forest. Ang Li stepped forward to open the door and smiled: "You are here at ease. I have invited the Master Yang you want to get acquainted with. Why don't you come forward and meet?"

Yang Ling followed Li An and entered the room. The bamboo house was extremely simple, with bamboo windows on all four walls, and green vines climbing on the windows. There were only a few bamboo mats and bamboo tables in the room. The individual sits cross-legged on the bamboo mat with bare feet, light robe and large sleeves.

A white robe, a shawl with ink hair, and a frenzy between the eyebrows. There is an ancient style of seven sages in the bamboo forest. He is stroking a guqin in his hand. Although he heard Li An’s words, it is still His eyes closed slightly, his fingers flicked, and he didn't care at all.

Another young man sitting sideways, looks similar in age to Yang Ling, dressed in mysterious clothes, rich in spirits, and a bunch of long black hair, without a hair crown, only a light purple one loosely The ribbons are tied, and the whole person is like a black ink lotus on the water. If it weren't for the scholar in white robe who kept playing the piano, Yang Ling would definitely go to him at the first sight, and never have to look at others.

Hearing Li Ang's words, the Xuanyi scholar moved Zhu Xiao from his lips, smiled happily at Yang Ling, his eyes were as clear as water.

Yang Ling is the first time I have seen a man with such an outstanding temperament and such a handsome appearance. What is even more rare is the extraordinary elegance. Yang Ling is dressed in a python robe and jade belt, with handsome appearance and graceful temperament, but such a comparison is better than others. It's a good thing.

Yang Ling also gave him a silent smile. He stretched out his hand to stop the white-robed scholar Li An who wanted to interrupt the piano, and seated generously on the bamboo mat. At this time, a teenager on the other side smiled and nodded to Yang Ling.

Although this boy looks pretty, he is much worse than the two friends beside him. He has neither the madman style of a white-robed man, nor the elegance of a black-robed man who resembles a lotus. He is just an ordinary scholar in the blue robe, and he looks only seventeen or eighteen years old. It is the youngest of these people.

He didn’t put any musical instruments in front of him, only a cup of tea, and his attitude was extremely peaceful. He just swept away the crazy scholar with his eyes, and then squinted at Li Anshi, his eyes revealed a kind of age. Disproportionately clear and cunning.

The fame and talent are as great as the four great talents of Jiangnan, and Yang Ling has also seen them, but although the four are full of talents, they are all unsuccessful in their official careers and deliberately indulge their sensuality. When buying a drunk person with alcohol, when he truly learns his identity, he still has to put aside his arrogance, return to the world, and put that bohemian intolerance. But the three in front of him. He clearly knows his identity, but whether it is a friendly gesture to Yang Ling or a sing of his own way, there is a kind of calmness in his bones, without the sense of crampedness.

Everyone sat there and finally listened to the white-robed man eloquently playing a song, Li Ancai interrupted and smiled: "Brother Shijie, this is..."

The white-robed man ignored it. With a light eyebrow raised, he first asked the young man in Xuan Yi: "How about this song? I listened to the wind on the Qingcheng Mountain, like the waves, like waves, and I realized that I improvised this song, which has not yet been named. It is. In the world, the principles of all things are connected, and you can enter the Tao by music. It can be as small as a family and a house, as large as a government and a country. Just like this government, the key to governance is to submerge the wind into the night, moisten things silently, and govern the big country... …"

Li Ang touched his nose and smiled awkwardly at Yang Ling: "This man is called Lu Shijie, and he is known as the madman of Qingcheng. He only learned that he was a first-class character in Bashu. He was just arrogant and arrogant. There were also a lot of whispers, so that although he was well-known, even the chief examiners did not like him, and even the talents were not met. They have been discussing it up to now."

Yang Ling used to think that such so-called fanatic hermits were all possessed of fascinating knowledge, but their behavior was incompatible with the secular, their genius was lonely, and they could not do their best. Nowadays, I am an official in the court and have a lot of knowledge. I always feel that such a person is so lofty and boastful. It is not that what he has learned is not acceptable to the world, but he is proud of Yangchun Baixue, holding a transcendent and foreign mentality, and always wants the whole world to accommodate He felt that the world knows how to appreciate it. Such a person can only be a madman, which is really not a talent.

After listening to Li Ang’s explanation, Yang Ling just smiled faintly, not sullen or angry, but felt a little disgusted with this Bashu celebrity in his heart.

Lu Shijie boasted and talked for a while. Just as Li Ang was about to interrupt, he said to the boy in Tsing Yi: "Xiao Shen, you are also proficient in music, what do you think of me?"

Yang Ling wanted to get acquainted with a few people and learn about the situation in Bashu from the side, but unexpectedly encountered such a thing, he was extremely disgusted in his heart, he coughed clearly, and said, "Brother Lu?"

Lu Shijie glanced back at him, seeming to be reluctant to call him "Brother Lu". He rolled his eyes and said, "Master Yang? Long Yang? I once heard Yibin talk about the arrival of an adult. He is a great minister in the court, but after entering the bamboo house, although within the Three Realms and the Five Elements, we don’t have to pay attention to any official rules, otherwise, the repair of bamboo poles will also be contaminated with tackiness. What do you think?"

Yang Ling chuckled and said: "This is the best way to talk to each other, relaxed and comfortable. If you have to divide up and down, it will be extremely boring. In this way, the cities are relative, free and free, and there is no hypocrisy. Best, Yang has listened to Brother Lu’s song, and listened to these insights from Brother Lu. If he understands, Brother Lu is so open, I have to be blunt, and I have no scruples."

Lu Shijie glanced at him in surprise, the hanging lines on his face eased a little, and he squeezed out a smile: "Does Master Yang also understand music theory? It doesn't matter if you speak bluntly, a gentleman is open and humiliated and not surprised. Although Lu Mou is known as a madman in Qingcheng, he still understands these words."

Yang Ling smiled and said: "So, I will speak bluntly. I listened to Brother Lu's song, Dingdingdongdongdong, it was very lively, and when I entered this bamboo forest, I felt the breeze blowing and my mind was quiet. When I listened to this song, As straight as a gong and cymbals, beaming with joy."

Wang Zhixian made a "puff". Everyone looked at him and saw Wang Zhixian's chin pressed against his chest, frowning and cheeks for a moment, then turned around suddenly, scratching the smooth bamboo wall with his fingers, creaking. A pair of loving hands, never look back.

Lu Shijie's face pulled the old man, his muscles twitched and he couldn't speak. Yang Ling also said: "Yang has several beautiful concubines, all of whom are good at music theory. I have also heard them play the music of chanting the wind into the pine. The people are solid and charming, and the breeze is coming. It is really pleasing to the eye. .. Brother Lu’s song, not only has the strong wind entering the pine, but also the sound of the branches breaking and the branches breaking. The leaves are left in the shower, a group of wolves, extraordinary, really extraordinary..."

"You...you...", the Qingcheng madman's face went purple. But he just said that a gentleman is magnanimous, humiliated and not surprised, if he is furious, would he not slap himself, sitting there just trembling all over, still can't speak.

Yang Ling said again: "The principles of all things are interlinked. It is just a metaphor. To govern a country, instead of enlightening principles from national politics, one must seek from the principles of music instead. It is a matter of abandoning the original and the last. What's more, national affairs change from time to time. Sometimes re-education is emphasized. , Sometimes the law, sometimes the military, sometimes the civil affairs, sometimes the internal affairs, sometimes the foreign affairs, any policy is neither universal, nor is it a good medicine once and for all. Knowing and doing is good, knowing and knowing If you don’t do it, you’ll be ashamed. If you don’t know it, you will be mediocre. If you don’t know it, it’s terrible. Brother Lu wants to understand the general principles of governing the country and governing from a certain thing, and it’s terrifying that he has to use the world someday. I heard that Brother Lu is a genius of Bashu , But failed many times. It is really a great fortune of the court. When I went to Chengdu, Yang met with local academics and previous examination officials. He really wanted to act on behalf of the emperor and me Great Ming Jiangshan Sheji's good students to thank these respectable elders. "

The "creaking" on the bamboo wall was even more urgent, and Lu Shijie was about to vomit blood with anger. He is arrogant and has no one in his eyes, but he is not indifferent to fame and fortune and does not want to be an official. Today, he is so pretentious. In fact, he also wants to promote his identity. He is ingenious and arouses the attention of Yang Ling. If there is Yang Ling appreciation, why not worry about not embarking on an official career. , From then on to fly yellow and tenda?

However, although he often goes to Wuhou Temple, he is not Zhuge Liang, and Yang Ling is not even a big-eared thief. Since he can see that he has no real talent, and because he is young and energetic, he does not have the kind of restraint of Liu Bei, so how can he save face.

Although Lu Shijie was embarrassed and angry, he didn't know that Yang Ling's assertion today was passed on after the magistrate of the Wang County, and it really ruined his future. In the future, the examiners in Sichuan only saw him Lu Shijie on the examination paper, and sent him to the back of Sun Shan with a swipe of a pen. This madman never got admitted to enumerate man in his entire life.

Li Ang's face is very ugly. These three are his friends. Yang Ling is even more of a person he wants to flatter and dare not offend. It's not like Lu Shijie is usually arrogant, and he stomped and stomped the six provinces. , I also wanted to put on the air of a madman, but everyone was unhappy, and even his heart was very unhappy.

Li Anqiang smiled and said roundly: "Today I just invited an adult to introduce a few friends. Brother Shijie has an arrogant temperament, uh... he drank a few glasses of water and wine in the middle of the day. It was a bit rude, adults don’t blame it. Haha, I haven't introduced it to the adults yet. Brother Lu has already known him. This little friend is named Yang Mingshen. He is..."

The little scholar smiled and interrupted Li Ang's words, and said to Yang Ling: "In the new city, I have long admired the reputation of the adults. I heard that the adults exchanged in the north in Wuliangha and Jurchen, isolated Tatar people, and the south is flat. Jinghai, a trader with all nations, is very eager to see it next time. Fortunately, Brother Li recommended it and got to know the adults today. It is really fortunate for three lives."

Yang Ling doesn’t know that this seemingly humble Yang Shen is the son of a bachelor’s Yang Tinghe, the second-generation child prodigy in Sichuan. Although this person is young, he is omnipotent in the sub-collections of classics, poetry and essays, phonology, poetry, and calligraphy and painting. He also has deep attainments in astronomy, geography, biology, medicine, etc., and he is the first person in Great Ming for 300 years.

When he was twelve years old, he reproduced "On Qin Qin". He always treated his children and grandchildren strictly and did not easily approve his grandfather Huguang mentioning academic affairs. Yang Chun couldn’t help but screamed when he saw it. He boasted, “This is one thing. My family’s Jia Yi.” Yang Shen came to Beijing with his father at the age of thirteen. His poetry was seen by the leader of the Chaling School of Poetry Li Dongyang. He was amazed. Although he was cited as his own student, he respectfully called him a little friend. At that time, he was the first young talent of the famous Zhenjingshi, and he was more than twice as strong as the seven sons such as Wang Jinglong who had been in the limelight in the past two years.

However, his grandfather, who returned to his hometown three years ago because of his official duties, is not in good health. In order to do his father's filial piety, he returned to his hometown. After Yang Ling arrived in Beijing, he did not inquire about this information, so he did not know his true identity.

The man in Xuan Yi didn't wait for Li An to introduce him, he smiled and said: "Under Zhu Xuan Yi, I have seen Mrs. Yang."

Yang Ling is your respect for him. He who paid you back, especially the disgusting Lu Shijie's arrogance just now. Seeing that these two people are neither humble nor arrogant, and their attitude is kind, they also treat each other with courtesy.

The literati talked with words, and the three sentences were not separated from the poems and songs. Poor Yang Ling didn't know anything about this. Fortunately, the two people in front of him were not only literary, but they were still respectful to him. Under Zhu Xuanyi's deliberate guidance, the conversations of several people gradually led to government affairs. In particular, Yang Ling has recently advocated for the court's military affairs.

There is nothing to conceal about these things. Although Yang Ling's rhetoric is not particular, it is not simple and beautiful, but the knowledge is extraordinary, and Zhu Xuanyi and Yang Shen in front of them are quite moved.

When talking about Yang Ling, please set up a lecture hall, etc. but it was blocked by a hundred officials. Zhu Xuanyi sighed and said: "It's a pity, it's a pity that this matter has already been heard. When I heard about it, I really felt that the adults had advocated it, and it was really a strange idea. If the court is according to the adults. , The opening of martial arts school is not only open sea school. It should also open land school. It is conceivable that the military strength of Great Ming will only take ten years and what changes should be made."

Yang Shen frowned and shook his head: "Unfortunately, I think that the talents and talents are not enough to rely on. The new virtues and careers should come from self-learning. To know the world, one is to rely on "reading." Gain knowledge from personal experience; the second is to rely on the "Ziji", obtained from the records and books of the predecessors. Today's warriors can obtain something after years of battle, but they cannot form articles, so that future generations reduce the process of exploration Many of them who have the hope of becoming a generation of famous generals may have fallen into the sand and lost their lives in the process. The so-called achievements of a general will become a general, but is it not a general? The strategy can enable the generals to be familiar with military affairs, and then with the experience of the battlefield, it is not difficult to achieve a group of famous generals, so that my Great Ming army will rise sharply. Unfortunately, the current literati are stuck in the classics of the predecessors, and do not know how to combine them with reality. I don’t know how everything evolves. Political strategy, military affairs, economics, etc. should all change accordingly, making my Great Ming stand still. Cheng Zhu’s learning is very harmful."

Yang Ling's heart suddenly moved: "This little scholar is so courageous, how many people in the world of scholars dare to despise Cheng Zhu's Second Holy Land?"

It's too difficult to find a friend. Jiao Fang, Gu Dayong and others spared no effort to implement his policies, and they may not understand his long-term intentions in their hearts, but they are just a trend of interests. Cheng Qiyun and other confidantes know her, purely because of personal feelings, no matter what Yang Ling is doing right or wrong, righteous or evil, all he wants to do is help him.

Only the two people in front of me, the more they talk, the more speculation they have. There are too many similarities in their opinions and opinions. Sometimes when Yang Ling was halfway through a sentence, the two clapped and exclaimed, and immediately pointed out his purpose. Yang Ling originally saw Lu Shijie's unrealistic arrogance, and originally thought that his two friends were nothing but mere spectacles. At this time, there was a feeling that they had already met and met late.

Lu Shijie was left in the cold, and he was inconvenient to walk away, so as not to appear narrow-minded, but to stay here, he could not speak, and disagree with Yang Ling's opinions, and his calm face seemed ridiculous.

Yang Shen pondered for a moment, and smiled slightly: "In fact, you don't have to be hasty about these things. The adults are open to business and exchange policies of the world, but from the bottom of their eyes, they are not only for increasing taxes. Your adults' actions have far-reaching impact. The intention is profound."

Yang Ling took a look at him happily. Today, the husband and wife of the county host of Shanghai County invited him. He also said that there was a conspiracy. He didn't expect that several friends who were just the host of the county were concerned about the affairs of the country and had a heart to discuss with him.

The two young people in front of them are talking very well. What is even more rare is that although he is not as long as he knows the history of hundreds of years, many of his insights have far exceeded those who have been poisoned by Cheng Zhuli’s studies, if not some The opinions are still obviously confined to modern times, Yang Ling really has to suspect that the two of them are also buddies who have come across.

If these two people become officials and become important ministers of the court, they can definitely become their most powerful support. Yang Ling thought of this, leaning forward to understand the two people's intentions, and suddenly heard a soft and sweet voice outside the bamboo house: "Fu Zi. Take these two fish to clean up and make a lighter bamboo shoot fish soup at night."

"Yes, miss, wow, is this young lady catching a fish? It's two fat fish," another sweet and crisp voice said.

The previous voice "eat and eat" laughed: "I just don't have the patience to fish. I threw the bait into the stream and fed the fish directly, presumably the fish was full, which made Fang's sister I didn't catch it. It was caught by Mrs. Liu, and I snatched it, or else it would lose face when I came back empty-handed?"

Fu Zi also laughed, and then listened to the young lady's voice: "Where are Zhu Gongzi and them, have they gone to the forest to drink again?"

Fu Zidi said: "Hush, in that bamboo house, I heard from the county lord that Jingli has sent Mr. Yang here, and they are talking to Mr. Yang."

A footstep had already come to the bamboo house. Hearing it stopped again, the faint and gentle voice said: "Oh, then I will go back to the room first."

Li Ang smiled at Yang Ling: "It's Miss Qinger, the daughter of Lord Zhuoji Chieftain Tantaiyu." Fu smiled at Zhu Xuanyi: "Miss Qing'er is looking for you, why don't you go out and see?"

Zhu Xuanyi blushed. Xiang Yang Ling and the others leaned forward and smiled, got up and put on their shoes and walked out.

Yang Ling strangely said: "Tantai? I don't remember the surnames of ethnic minorities? How come it is the chieftain, the former Han official?"

Yang Shen is very knowledgeable, and immediately laughed: "No, Tantai is indeed a Han surname. In ancient times, Confucius had 72 disciples. One of them was Mieming, who lived in Tantai Mountain, Shandong, and his surname was Tan. Taiwan. Master Tantai is a Han. But it is Xiaojinchuan. Zhuoji Chieftain's most trusted staff. Zhuoji Chieftain is a Lama of Huangjiao. He never married a wife and had children. After his death, he passed the position of Chieftain to Master Tantai."

Yang Ling nodded. He was sitting near the door. At this moment, he turned his head slightly to look out, and saw Zhu Xuanyi standing by the bamboo forest. A woman next to him was wearing a bamboo hat on her head and carrying a bamboo fishing rod, because Stand sideways. Wearing a bamboo hat, you can only see the pointed nose, slightly curled red lips and graceful chin.

She wears a clear and graceful gauze skirt, and her hair dyed with ink is tied with a white silk scarf. The hair is swaying in the wind. Behind the shadow is a slender and beautiful bamboo pole, which is gentle and moving like a picture... …

Sichuan is a beautiful girl, but how does this Sichuan girl look like a girl from the Jiangnan water town? She is soft and lacks a bit... Oh, because there are no chili peppers in Sichuan now, Yang Ling suddenly thought of what she brought to Sichuan. Pack pepper seeds.

I saw Zhu Xuanyi talk to her with a smile, and then walked back, but the girl curled up and hidden herself in the bamboo forest, never seeing her true face.

Zhu Xuanyi entered the door and laughed: "I just told Fu Zi to make soup with one tail of fish and braise one tail in braised sauce. In addition, make some exquisite and unique Sichuan dishes. Today’s speculation with adults, tonight Conspiracy with adults to get drunk, haha."

Sichuan cuisine originated in the ancient kingdoms of Ba and Shu. It has already begun to take shape in the Han and Jin Dynasties, and it has formed in the Sui and Tang Dynasties. It is still tasteful and spicy. Even before the introduction of pepper, it has long become one of the eight major cuisines. Famous in China, Zhu Xuanyi is from Shu, and it is inevitable to talk about it.

Yang Ling was surprised that the pretty girl who had just seen her, turned out to be just the maidservant Fuzi in the conversation. From the maidservant to know the master, I can imagine the Tantai Qinger who only heard her voice but did not see her. What kind of person should he be?

Beautiful women from Sichuan! Yang Ling repeated another sentence in his heart.

Song Xiaoai carried a bow, a knife, and a few bamboo leaves in his hand, walking side by side in the bamboo forest with Wu Hanchao.

"Ah, we are coming to Chengdu soon, is your father good to talk?"

"Why don't you say something?" Wu Hanchao rolled his eyes.

"Oh! It's..." Song Xiaoai blushed and replied shyly: "Just...How is your father? How is his temper? Will he oppose us being together, wait and so on."

Wu Hanchao loves to watch her rarely show embarrassment. At this time, the goal is achieved, and he can't help but smile and say: "Don't worry, my father is very kind. He is a scholar in Hongzhi 12 years. He is a clean official and a kind person. , Gentle, elegant and open-minded. Looks, not fierce, I am his son, you know I know it. Don’t worry."

Wu Wending, a literati, but Yunwen and martial arts, especially martial arts, otherwise would not send his son to Wudang to study arts, instead of using the ruler to force him to take the imperial examination.

He is a clean and honest official, and he is not false. This man talks generously, likes to talk about the art of war, and is good at making prison decisions. He quarreled like a **** with Wei Guogong Xu Li about a case. Being human and misty. It's not fake, that's when I was facing my precious son who came home once in a few years. Gentleman is still true, that is when facing his wife. As for looks, he has a long beard and a waist circumference of three feet. Tiger eyes and thick eyebrows... Wu Hanchao portrait of a mother.

Song Xiaoai smiled sweetly, shaking the bamboo branch in her hand, and a heart fluttering, dizzy like drinking four or two old wine. She suddenly stopped, clinging to Wu Hanchao’s neck and said: "Xiao Wu. Come, give me a kiss."

Wu Hanchao was taken aback and looked around quickly. Said: "No, the soldiers are patrolling around, don't let anyone see it."

"It's okay, just a moment, be good!" Song Xiaoai pursed her red lips, and already got up.

"Who? Come out!" Wu Hanchao suddenly pushed her away, staring sharply at a bamboo forest in front of her, holding the hilt in her palm.

"Huh? Someone?" Song Xiaoai was ashamed and annoyed, and all the soldiers from Yang Ling stationed in Zhuyuan. Those who patrolled all around were her people, and if these stinky guys saw her asking for a kiss, then she wouldn't live. Any girl dared to make friends with Lang Jun privately, and to show it to others in public, not many have the courage.

Although the bamboo forest is dense, there are still gaps in the middle of the bamboo pole. Half-person tall, interspersed among tall bamboos, with luxuriant branches and green leaves, if you say Tibetans, you can only hide behind them.

Song Xiaoai exasperated and shouted: "Which thing that doesn't open your eyes? Get out of me immediately and die, or you will be killed!"

The wind blows bamboo leaves, and there is a whirling noise in the bamboo forest, there is no movement.

The two looked at each other, and there was a solemn look on their faces, the Wu Hanchao sword slowly unsheathed, Song Xiaoai also took off the bow, put on a sharp arrow, and the cat slowly approached.

Suddenly, the bamboo shadow moved, only to hear a crisp sound of "ding", Song Xiaoai was startled, and a pair of money darts fell on the ground in front of him, bounced twice on the soft ground and stopped moving. Immediately there were two ding and ding sounds, and Wu Hanchao had amazing eyesight. The people behind the bamboo bush shot three money darts one after another, all of which were intercepted by him.

Song Xiaoai was annoyed. She drew her bow and opened the arrow. A sculpted plume shot at the center of the bamboo bush. The arrow was nowhere to be seen. A person wearing a bamboo hat had already jumped into the air, and slashed at her like a sword in his palm.

Wu Hanchao pulled Song Xiaoai and slid out three feet on the flat ground, only to hear a "click", the man cut a rod of mending bamboo straight in half. This person also reacted very quickly. He missed a hit and cut it with a horizontal knife. Chang Zhu took the branches and leaves and fell to Wu Hanchao and Xiao Ai.

The man took the opportunity to quickly turn around and plunged into the bamboo forest, and a few dozen feet flashed out of a few ups and downs, and his stature was amazing. Song Xiaoai only felt a flash of figures around him, and Wu Hanchao had also chased it out, and the two of them had disappeared into the bamboo forest together.

This man's hat is pressed to the center of his eyebrows, and his body is extremely fast. From beginning to end, Song Xiaoai never saw whether he was a man or a woman, or whether he was always young. Song Xiaoai was worried that Wu Hanchao might be missing, so she hurried to catch up.

Song Xiaoai only chased for a while, and saw Wu Hanchao jumping and jumping, not much faster than when he chased it out, and ran back quickly.

Song Xiaoai said in surprise: "So fast? What about people? Lost or killed after chasing?"

Wu Hanchao shook his head and said, "I lost it!"

Song Xiao's eyes rolled, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Are you afraid that I will be snatched away, so that I will run back on fire?"

Wu Hanchao has indeed realized since then after having suffered a loss~IndoMTL.com~ let Yang Ling be taken away. Bodyguards can't be more fierce than fighting against each other, and everything is to ensure safety, otherwise the person who wants to protect the land will die, it will be defeated by killing 10,000 people alone. He hurriedly returned, indeed worried that the gangster would have another helper, which would kill Song Xiaoai's life, and he was also anxious to report to Yang Ling, so that he was on guard.

Listening to Song Xiaoai's words, he snorted with a dark face, and said: "Porky, I wish you were snatched away, and your ears will be clean from now on! Hurry, go back and report to the lord."

Song Xiaoai didn't hear the love words she wanted to hear, so she pouted unwillingly and walked with him. In the bamboo forest, I only listened to Song Xiaoai's continuous and authentic words: "Dips, hypocrites, hypocrites, who can't even say nice words...I dare not even my relatives, even..."

Only hearing a crisp "pop", Song Xiaoai's "oops", the nagging stopped.

Wu Hanchao's voice laughed and said: "Master Yang's family method really works, haha, it seems to be used frequently in the future."

Song Xiaoai's voice was reluctant and reluctant: "Master Yang's family law? Master Yang spanked whose ass? Okay, okay, you actually eavesdropped on the foot of the wall of Master Yang to see if I told the adults. "...