The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 188: Be angry

　　 Chapter 188 Piqued

　　Update time: 2013-01-16

　　

　　 Xuanyuan Qingfeng walked back to the courtyard where the long house was located. The glazed fish tank in the courtyard in front of the hall was destroyed. Looking up at the plaque, it was the Hu Tian Yongchun written in the block letters of his father Xuanyuan Jingcheng. Passing through the hall, there was a Chinese scholar's building. Almost all of the time is spent in Xuanyuanjing City. The Tibetan scripture contains more than 6,000 volumes, but it is completely different from Wending Pavilion. There are very few martial arts secrets here. They are classics of hundreds of scholars. , The top floor has a wide view, you can observe the Southern Star and Big Dipper.

　　

Behind 　　 there is a Ganoderma lucidum courtyard with a small facade. On both sides are narrow wing rooms. It was originally used for accommodation for the servants, but the elder's house was left in the cold, and the woman was cold-tempered and did not like to be noisy, so she left one close to her body. The maidservant and the wing were all used for arranging miscellaneous items. Many of Xuanyuan Jingcheng's poems and essays that expressed irritation in his youth were discarded in piles and scattered on the floor of tables and chairs. On the side of the tunnel, there is a pair of male and female Podocarpus for millennia. The roots are intertwined, and the peaks and crowns are juxtaposed. Xuanyuan Qingfeng left behind and was the woman’s private back hall. There were countless original calligraphy and painting couplets, but she later picked them all. Only the hall was hanging with a large plaque "It’s better to go." The transportation was too laborious to survive.

　　

　　 Xuanyuan Qingfeng walked to the tea room with a view of the Dragon King River, and saw her sitting quietly, there was a place of ashes beside her, and a scroll of paintings only left the scroll of white jade. Xuanyuan Qingfeng said coldly: "Father killed with the land **** realm. The old ancestor, Xuanyuan respect was successfully attacked by Huang Fangfo and Hong Piao, and his grandfather was expelled down the mountain. The son of Beiliang Xu Fengnian killed more than ten people in one breath outside Daxueping, let Qingqi defend the hanging body at Huishan Yimen, threatening not to Accepting any people from Huishan, now Huishan guests will go to three or four in ten, and the rest of the chaotic rivers and lakes, and most of the people choose to go down the mountain."

　　

　　Only when the woman faces her daughter Xuanyuan Qingfeng, can she not speak and demean others for thousands of miles, and smiled softly: "Isn't this a good time for Qingfeng to take over Huishan? Xuanyuan Jingcheng swept away the heavy snow. Ping, the son of the Northern Liang Dynasty looked at it, it can be described as internal and external troubles. The ministers of Zhongxing in the history books all stepped forward at this time and turned the tide. Only when people are grateful and fearful, can they control people’s hearts. The four-character mantra of “Entrepreneurship and Blessing” is nothing more than. If the mother didn’t guess wrong, Xuanyuan Jingcheng had reached a secret agreement with His Royal Highness, except for Huang Fangfo and Hong Piao, two bright chesses, and some dark chesses, right? The most curious thing about my mother at the moment is that His Royal Highness, the lion, opened his mouth and made some requests that made Qingfeng embarrassed? If you marry into the Beiliang Palace as a side concubine, it’s not a bad idea. Take Huishan Xuanyuan’s hundreds of families When Nian Jiye does the dowry, few women in the world have such a big deal, right?"

　　

　　The woman's voice is soft and soft, very pleasing, but the meaning in the words is told by her. At this time, the scene is cold and cold.

　　

　　 Xuanyuan Qingfeng burst into laughter, and even burst into tears. He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears and said: "Good life has disappointed my mother. His Royal Highness can't look down upon this Huishan, let alone even comment on Rouge. I went to Xuanyuan Qingfeng. It’s to blame mother, you didn’t make Qingfeng more watery and evil!"

　　

　　 The woman was not annoyed, she just waited quietly for Xuanyuan Qingfeng to finish laughing. Seeing that the tears on her daughter's cheeks could not stop, she reached out to help wipe it off, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng slapped her severely. She still didn't care, and said gently: "The rat has gone because of food, and the dog is afraid to sleep for the poor. It's a pity that this refers to the small families, but although Huishan's aura is terribly damaged, it is not necessarily true. It will be devastated. What happened to Guniu Dagang today is better than that of Wu Jiajian’s first-line master who almost died in Beimang a hundred years ago. The son of Beiliang hung his body to frighten everyone. He was clearly creating momentum for Qingfeng, as you are. Said that Shi Zizhi is not in Huishan, it is better. After he leads his troops and horses to go, if Qing Feng feels that he has a shortage of money and is not enough to control the situation, he can seek some shelter from Longhu Mountain, Tianshifu and Guniu Dagang. For a hundred years, we have been both prosperous and both prosperous. Distant relatives are inferior to our neighbors. It means we and Longhushan."

　　

　　 Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered: "After all, I still ask for help."

　　

　　The woman murmured softly: "If you live forever, please ask the kings of heaven and earth, there is no one who doesn't ask for help."

　　

　　 Xuanyuan Qingfeng said blankly: "The son left more than a hundred Qingqi in Huishan, saying that they were responsible for moving the copy of Wending Pavilion's secret book back to Beiliang."

　　

　　 The woman smiled and said: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng said a word that my mother rarely remembered. The man's abdomen is talented ten thousand kilograms, which is less than four or two on the woman's chest. From the mother's point of view, the son of this elder is obviously facing Qingfeng. There are still ideas. It doesn’t matter if you want to be a princess on the North Liang side. The royal family’s bells and tribulations may not be all blessings for women. But if you can take advantage of the situation to stabilize Huishan, it is the current top priority. The mother said that no matter how talented Yuan Tingshan is, don’t see each other anymore. A martial arts martial artist, no matter how high his accomplishment, is not as good as a sentence from the son of Beiliang. In a short period of time, the son of Beiliang can only be close and not alienated. , As for the long-term outlook, just take one step and look at one step. It's like playing chess. Qingfeng should not rush to take root."

　　

　　 Xuanyuan Qingfeng was dazed, absent-minded, reached out his hand and poured himself a glass of wine, the wine was still warm and mellow, and he raised his head to take a sip.

　　

　　 The no longer young woman had soft eyes and smiled: "Put a cup of cinnamon wine into your mouth, and two peach blossoms will come on your face."

　　

　　 Xuanyuan Qingfeng said flatly: "This is what Dad wrote."

　　

　　 She calmly said: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng has said so much and wrote so much, there are always a few words that will be remembered. Ancient books record that there are many ancient guis in the mountains, but when the mother went to the mountains~IndoMTL.com~ there is nothing left. Many of them, among them, Tanggui is the oldest and the most luxuriant. In autumn, the osmanthus is like rain, glorious but not charming."

　　

　　 She hesitated for a while, and said slowly: "It's like Xuanyuan Jingcheng is living in the world."

　　

　　 Xuanyuan Qingfeng squeezed the wine glass, looked up and stared at her, gritted his teeth and choked: "Now I say my dad is good, wouldn't it be extremely ironic?!"

　　

　　She said calmly: "Mother ever said that Xuanyuan Jingcheng is not good?"

　　

　　 Xuanyuan Qingfeng bit the corner of his mouth, oozing blood in the glass, and asked with a trembling voice: "Mother, do you like having a father, even a little bit?"

　　

　　 She shook her head and said: "I don't know."

　　

　　 Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered madly, and said: "That's because I have never liked it. Poor father has been reading for you for 20 years, and he has read out the most funny and ridiculous land fairy in the world for thousands of years! "

　　

　　 She did not refute.

　　

　　 Xuanyuan Qingfeng threw down his wine glass, and when he stood up, when his back turned to her, he said in a deep voice: "Mother, don't worry, Dad has taken great pains to create the current situation. Qingfeng will definitely try his best to keep Huishan from falling, so that his mother can pass. A peaceful and stable old age!"

　　

　　 She still didn't say anything.

　　

　　 After Xuanyuan Qingfeng left the courtyard, she slowly got up, picked up the hot flask, and walked straight to Daxueping.

　　

　　 The weather is clear after rain, and the scenery of Daxueping is pleasant.

　　

　　She came to the cliff, showing a sad smile that no one had seen before, "Jingcheng, I won't be angry with you."

　　

　　She jumped.