When night fell, the whole capital was brightly lit, Jinyiwei and Dongchang Fanzi were busy checking the industries of the Shuntian Dart Bureau, and for a while, the streets were full of Jinyi Weiti rides, as well as Dongchang Fanzi. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And all this has nothing to do with Ling Yun, after returning to the house, Zhang Gui has already handled all the matters of the funeral for the bad old man, and Ling Yun doesn't have to worry much about it.

In addition, Zhang Gui, Long Tianyang, Nangong Yun, and several people reported to Ling Yun one by one on the various matters of the Flying Eagle Guard Battalion.

After listening to everyone's words, Ling Yun nodded: "What is still missing in the barracks now?" Report it all at once, so I can ask the emperor for it. ”

"Hmm...... Ordnance weapons, military uniforms, house bedding, etc. are no longer lacking, and the only thing that is lacking now is that the official positions at all levels in the barracks have not been determined, and the soldiers have not received waist cards, and there is nothing else? Zhang Gui reported to Ling Yunyu.

After listening to Zhang Gui's words, Ling Yun said without any thought: "Tomorrow, the roster will be reported, and I will first take it to the official department to make a waist card and register it for the soldiers." ”

Zhang Gui frowned, with a puzzled expression, and pondered for a long time before he said, "My lord, should the soldiers register and go to the military department?" The waist should also go to the Ministry of Works, why should adults go to the Ministry of Officials! ”

Ling Yun pouted and said, "The emperor asked me to take the roster to the ministry, as for the reason, it's not our concern." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Instead, Ling Yun once again turned his gaze to Lin Shiyin and Chunhua who were standing aside, and stepped forward and smiled slightly: "How are those craftsmen and palace maids preparing the materials for the flying gods now?" Can I leak the message? ”

Hearing Ling Yun's question, the flower lily next to him hurriedly stepped forward to answer Ling Yun's words: "Now that all kinds of materials have been piled up, they are stored in the backyard of Jimin Hall, and two hundred brocade guards take turns to stand guard day and night. ”

After listening to Hua Lily's words, Ling Yun looked at Lin Shiyin and Chunhua again and said, "When the master's funeral is over, you two will join me in the barracks to make gliders, and you will make 1,500 in a short time." ”

"Hmm...... It's all up to the son......"

At this moment, a family member hurriedly came to report: "Master, Miss Wei is here......"

Without giving Ling Yun a chance to ask the reason at all, Wei Honglian walked in majestically under the escort of several masters.

And a few Wei Mansion masters who followed behind Wei Honglian carried two large boxes, and when they saw Ling Yun, their eyes were full of murderous intent. However, with Wei Honglian by their side, they didn't dare to be presumptuous.

What is rare is that Wei Honglian, who has always been spicy, walked up to Ling Yun like a good baby today, with a sad face, and said lightly: "The festival mourns and changes ......."

Women don't have as much etiquette as men when they come in, and they don't need to go in incense or burn paper.

After saying a few words lightly, Wei Honglian took out a gift slip and handed it to Ling Yun, and said with a melancholy expression: "Grandfather said, now that you are just starting out, you have no extra money, and you have encountered such a thing in the house, so I have prepared some wealth for you." This time, one is to come to condole, and the other is to wait for you to come to the house after the funeral, and your grandfather has something to discuss with you. ”

Ling Yun took the gift sheet and looked at it, only to see that the things on the gift list were very simple, but they were very practical, and it read: two boxes of gold.

Originally, Lingyun didn't want to accept Wei Zhongxian's gift, nor did he want to go to Wei Zhongxian's mansion, but for the sake of Zhu Youzhen, he had to compromise to stabilize Wei Zhongxian for the time being.

Forcing out a smile, Ling Yun put the gift slip into his arms, smiled at Wei Honglian and said: "I already know about this matter, you tell Jiu Qiansui when you go back, and after the funeral, you must go to the mansion to see you." ”

After hearing this, Wei Honglian smiled: "Hmm...... The slave family is waiting for you ......"

Looking at Wei Honglian's squirming appearance, Ling Yun secretly scolded and said, "Damn, Nima!" Is this still an arrogant and unreasonable little pepper Wei Honglian? How do you seem to have changed into a different person? ”

But thinking about it, now that the house is holding a funeral, it is not a matter of keeping an outsider, in desperation, Ling Yun looked outside the house at the dark night sky: "This...... Well...... You see it's getting late, shouldn't the eldest lady go back to rest early! ”

"Humph! Are you giving an eviction order? Looking at the sky, Wei Honglian stretched out her hand and combed her hair: "Forget it!" Now that you are also very busy, the slave family will go back first. ”

"Oh! Then you should be careful......"

"It's okay, there are a few of them, who dares to touch my aunt and grandmother......"

What puzzled Ling Yun was that everyone was changing the law to give gifts to Wei Zhongxian, and they were stammering, but when they came to Ling Yun, how could it be the other way around, but it was Wei Zhongxian who gave gifts to Ling Yun one by one.

However, at this time, Ling Yun was not in the mood, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he just muttered to himself in his heart: "Nima! What does Wei Zhongxian want to do, forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge. ”

……

Until the third watch in the middle of the night, a light rain began to fall in the sky, and the raindrops fell on the treetops, and the leaves of the trees clicked and clicked.

From time to time, a breeze blew, and the surrounding tree poles shook even more.

Under the dark night sky, in the dense forest, Bai Jianfei led the team of the Shuntian Dart Bureau to take shelter from the rain and rest under the big trees.

As the minutes passed, the neighing of horses was heard from the darkness.

If you look closely, you can see the figure shaking, although it is blurry.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves and the neighing of horses, everyone looked vigilantly towards the place where the neighing of the horses came from.

There was not much time, and a man in short clothes and small clothes urged the horse to the woods, and after a closer look, the person was none other than Li Ming of the Shuntian Dart Bureau.

"How? Liu Ruyan them! Bai Jianfei asked with some eagerness.

"Woo woo woo ......" Li Ming whimpered and cried: "Dead...... Woowoo...... All dead......"

After listening to Li Ming's words, no matter how ruthless and insidious Bai Jianfei was, at this moment his expression was extremely lonely, his body was shaking, but fortunately, Xie Kun was by his side, so he stabilized his figure, as if he was smiling, the whole person looked a little trance, and said to himself: "Dead...... Hehe...... are all dead, Situ Xu is dead, Xu Baichuan is dead, Wang Cheng is dead, Liu Ruyan is also dead, Yun Feiyan, Lu Yanping, and Nangong Yun betrayed me, hehe...... What else do I have? What else do I ......?"

After a long time, Xie Kun said lightly: "Chief dart, you still have us!" Stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood, there are so many brothers, the head of the dart will definitely be able to make a comeback. ”

After a long time, Bai Jianfei raised his head, let it be drizzled and slapped on his cheeks, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, and was quietly washed by the rain for a long time before he said to everyone: "There is no place to stay here, there is a place to stay here, the heroes of the troubled times are from all directions, and if there is a knife, it is the king of grass, let's go out of the customs and go outside." ”

"Does the chief dart head really want to take refuge in Houjin...... "Everyone asked in a gossipy voice.

Glancing around at everyone, Bai Jianfei snorted coldly: "Hmph! Whoever wants to take refuge in Houjin, Lao Tzu wants to be outside the plug, to be a Houjin fear, Mongolia is worried, and the Ming Dynasty is afraid of horse bandits, Lao Tzu wants to stand on his own mountain, and no longer obey anyone from now on. ”

As he spoke, Bai Jianfei's heroic spirit, the murderous aura above his head, the majesty of a hundred steps on his chest, and the people in front of him were terrified with deterrence.

"Get out of the customs, go to the ...... outside the plug"

"We wait for the head of the dart to be the head of the horse......"

“…… The head of the horse is the ......"

After saying that, everyone turned over the saddle and got on the horse, waved the whip in their hands, and the war horse "Herod" neighed, threw aside its four hooves and galloped like flying, and disappeared into the rain.

The next day, the drizzle still rained non-stop, from Lingyun's mansion, Ling Zhuang, Ling Zhi, Qian Duishan, Qian Million, each with a waist knife, went out of the house and embarked on the road to Jiaxing, Zhejiang to find Liu Ruyi.

However, Ling Yun sent someone to find Liu Ruyi, but at this moment, Liu Ruis has just begun the ordeal.

Yangzhou, the ghost is sad.

After days of running around and asking repeatedly, Yang Ai finally arrived at the so-called ghost sorrow.

Sitting on the edge of the cliff, Yang Ai looked down at the cliff, only to see that the cliff was bottomless, the cliff was full of mist, and sometimes there were gravel falling, startling the birds.

Looking at the cliff and pondering for a long time, Ling Yun's familiar face appeared in front of Yang Ai's eyes again and again, but it looked so blurry.

"Woooooooooo......oo Pimp...... I wonder how you're doing over there? Does anyone bully you......"

……

Lying on the edge of the cliff, crying from morning to noon, maybe it was because the tears were exhausted and he couldn't cry anymore, Yang Aicai slowly stood up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and said to himself: "Lang Jun, the current commander of the Flying Eagle Guard is right, there are Liang Hongyu, Hua Mulan, and a generation of empress Wu Zetian, who said that women are not as good as Erlang?" From today on, the concubine body is no longer the Yang Ai of the past, let alone the Liu Ru of Langjun, and the concubine body must also be a heroine who worries about the country and the people, and cares about the world......"

With some self-talk, by the time Yang Ai came down the mountain, it was already sunset.

The sunset gradually sets over the mountainside, and the remnant sun shines on the clouds to form a beautiful sunset.

Yangzhou Wharf.

The breeze blows, the willow branches by the canal swing back and forth, the sound of "lala" flowing water is endless, and under the sailing of passing ships, there are waves of water ripples on the river.

Yang Ai was dressed in a light blue dress, black and bright hair, combed into a butterfly hairstyle, quietly staring at the river, letting the breeze blow across her cheeks, although Yang Ai was only ten years old at this time, but most of the ancient women were precocious, and there were countless mothers at the age of twelve or thirteen, and Yang Ai at this time was precisely the type of precocious maturity, and under a closer look, the figure was already extremely attractive.

At this moment, a small canopy boat rowed over from the middle of the river.

The boatman looked at Yang Ai who was standing on the pier, slowly docked the boat on the shore, and smiled at Yang Ai: "The little lady wants to take a boat?" I don't know where the little lady is going? ”

The fledgling Yang Ai is sinister about the rivers and lakes and has bad hearts. There was never a hint of defense.

"The slave family is going to Jiaxing, Zhejiang, I wonder if the boatman's uncle can send the slave family?" Yang Aisheng said as pleasantly as a yellow bird.

When the boatman heard this, he immediately smiled: "I don't know if the little lady is a person or has a companion?" ”

Yang Ai stretched out her Qianqian jade hand, hooked a strand of hair with bangs to her ear with her little finger, and said with a smile: "The slave family is just one person......

After hearing this, the boatman hurriedly docked the boat and said, "Little lady, get on the boat!" I have been running boats in this canal for more than ten years, don't look at the small boat, I can arrive in Jiaxing, Zhejiang tomorrow. ”

There is a good saying, that is called returning to the heart like an arrow, and this is the case with Yang Ai at this moment.

Without any defense, Yang fell in love with the thief ship, and since then his life has returned to the trajectory of history.

Seeing Yang fall in love with the boat, the boatman showed a sinister smile, and with a bamboo pole, the canopy boat slowly left the dock and slowly descended the canal.