On January 20, the news of the kidnapping of Yan Yu and his wife by the Ghost Park Gang reached the cabinet department, and Cui Xiang reported to Emperor Song, who urgently summoned Yan Wenguang to the palace, considering the safety of the hostages, there were not many people in the know. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Emperor Song planned to take the opportunity to exterminate the Ghost Bo Gang.

On January 22, Yan Wenguang went to the misty sandy waters to pay the ransom. Unexpectedly, the following Yu family sailor was discovered by water thieves, and fled into the fog after throwing Yanyu and his wife down the river. The sailor followed the trail to find the main island of the Ghost Gang and took advantage of the situation to clear several water thieves, including the Ghost Gang and pacify the Misty Sand Islands.

This battle is a great victory for Nansong in recent years, but unfortunately Yan Yu and his wife were not rescued, Yan Wenguang lost his only son, Cui Xiang lost his beloved daughter, and the two families could not express their condolences, and only said to the outside world that Yan Yu had a sudden illness and could not survive, and Cui Yuzhen and Yan Yu had a deep love for husband and wife, grief was excessive, and they could not afford to be seriously ill, and they may not be able to survive.

Emperor Song was grateful to the two Aiqing for taking care of the overall situation, compensating the two families, and promised to bring Cui Xiang's other daughter, Cui Yuzhen's sister Cui Yuhao, into the palace as a concubine, and added an official to Yan Wenguang, and Cui Xiang was the second minister, and presided over the cabinet together.

At the end of January, Mrs. Yan, who no longer appeared in front of people after the loss of her beloved son, set off to return to her hometown with her grief-stricken daughter-in-law.

However, few people believe such rumors, and they only sigh that Cui Yu's life is really bad, and she killed her fiancé and then her husband.

On the second day of the second month of February, the grass dragon raised its head, and the news of the departure of the country was transmitted to Nansong, like a big stone thrown into the lake, splashing countless splashes, and then returning to calm.

There is a big jin between Dameng and Nansong, and the opinions of the three divisions and six departments are almost unified, and the rise of Dameng can contain Dajin, which may not be a good thing.

Emperor Song secretly visited Yan Wenguang in the temporary palace, and after returning to the palace, he wanted to send an envoy to Dameng to congratulate him.

Cui Xiang, Wang Zhongshu, Zhang Lantai three pavilion elders to play the Son of Heaven, the current should focus on the prosperity and rejuvenation of the country, Dameng is the territory of Dajin, Dajin's attitude is still unclear, Nan Song rashly congratulated, causing Dajin dissatisfaction, and the reopened field and friendly covenant may face annulment, or wait and see for the time being.

Emperor Song was helpless and played on time.

This is the latest news in the court, which has countless hidden secrets, and it has become a rumor among the people, and it is only fresh for a few days.

From February, it is the turn of the rivers and lakes to rise and fall.

The ghost pool gathered the rest of Changbai and wanted to revive the thief's power in Jiangbei, but he was killed overnight and left no armor.

In an old case of child abduction and trafficking in Binh Ninh Province, the old nest of the human trafficking gang was found, and the government had no evidence and could not arrest it, but overnight, someone did the right thing for heaven, cut the throats of the traffickers, and piled them up under the drums of the government, which was praised by the people.

At this time, there was news that Wenxin Pavilion bought the misty sand island, built a new Zunming Society, and set up the first branch hall in Diaozhizhuang.

Zunming Society has a peculiar style of doing things, not necessarily selling the face of a famous and decent family, nor necessarily dealing with evil crooked ways, opening the door to do business, talking about everything, helping people if they are happy, driving people away if they are unhappy, it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, but reasonable. Although he no longer divides Mr. Wenwu like Wenxin Pavilion, he will open a graduate school in the future to accept students from all over the world, without restraint, only need to pass two rounds of interviews, and pay for daily use by doing things for the Zunming Society. The Faculty allows students to study a variety of subjects freely, challenge the theories of famous academic theories, and encourage the search for truth.

The righteous path has a headache, and it is called a cult. The evil way has a headache, and it is called the Demon Sect.

Adhering to the original intention, the Zunming Society has attracted people with lofty ideals from all walks of life, with a large number of talents, elites, and prosperity, and has helped a teenager achieve a groundbreaking cause many years later.

The court is noisy, the rivers and lakes are turning, but Zhiyuan in February is quiet.

Apricot branches and leaves, peonies sprout, flower tiles are neat, the turf is green, and the marble table reflects the blue of the sky, and there is no trace of new renovation, just like spring has come.

In the depths of the garden, in front of the hall house, under the wall of the spring golden flowers hanging down like a waterfall, Jienan lay on a bamboo couch covered with thick cotton, and was pressed into a thick brocade quilt from the neck down.

The quilt was so flat that you couldn't tell that there was a person lying down.

Jienan's face was snow-white, the pink on his lips was almost fading, basking in the sun, raising for half a month, it was still difficult to see a trace of blood, as if it was about to become transparent. The eyes of Ye'er, who had a strong aura, were closed at this time, and they couldn't see that they were still breathing.

At the table not far from the bamboo couch sat Zhao Xuelan, Ji Baofan and Xianhe.

Zhao Xuelan didn't know about Jienan's injury, but she came to visit a few days ago, and when she saw Jienan's appearance, she almost fainted in fright, and then came over every day to accompany her. Ji Baofan's wedding date is approaching, and he has a lot of things to prepare, but he doesn't leave, saying that he wants to learn from Xianhe and Zhao Xuelan.

God knows, Xianhe was originally a piano, and Zhao Xuelan was a talented woman, and neither of them had spent any effort on female celebrity.

These three stinkers may be able to top up to a Zhuge Liang in their minds, but the female red's skills add up, and they can probably only make up a pocket.

What's funny is that the three people who can only thread the needle and lead the thread seem to pick the baby's belly pocket pattern there, thinking that the ingots are vulgar, and the butterflies are simple, and finally picking a lucky doll pattern, and they all think it's good.

So, Ji Baofan hugged Huahua, who was lying on Jienan's heels and taking a nap, turned the little guy over and measured his small body for Zhao Xuelan, and Xianhe was responsible for writing down the size.

Huahua was tossed and woke up, got up angry, and recently became very sticky and southern, and when she couldn't see anyone, she called her mother.

When Cui Yanzhi asked the smoke pattern to come over, he couldn't help frowning when he saw such a lively scene of three girls and one baby, and then looked at Jienan who was not moving at all on the bamboo couch.

"Do you take care of people, or do you toss people?"

Cui Yanzhi has a heroic aura and a face that pushes officials, which immediately makes people quiet.

Ji Baofan took the lead in holding Huahua, Zhao Xuelan and Xianhe picked up a bunch of things and followed, and went to the front garden to make a belly pocket.

Cui Yanzhi shook his head, but when he turned around, he found that Jienan had opened his eyes.

He asked, "Woke you up?" ”

Jienan pursed her lips and smiled, "I didn't fall asleep at all, I listened to the three girls who couldn't be popular with women talking about embroidering blessing dolls, rolling poor Huahua around like a ball, you don't know how hard I couldn't bear to laugh, but fortunately you scared them away, otherwise the wounds would have collapsed." ”

When Cui Yanzhi was lying down with her eyes closed when she saw Jie Nanfang, it seemed that she was about to turn into a gust of wind, but at this time, her eyes were open, even though she couldn't compare with the aura before she was injured, it made Cui Yanzhi feel relieved, but- scared away?

Cui Yanzhi unconsciously touched his face and was unaware of his own problems.

Smoke Pattern walked over, carefully held up Jienan's head, padded her upper body little by little with a soft cushion, and fed the medicine with a soup bowl.

The quilt slid down a section, revealing Jienan's left shoulder and left arm, which was wrapped in a big circle, and the right arm that was also wrapped was sandwiched with two boards, hanging with cotton strips, which made Cui Yanzhi frightened.

"It's ugly, but the injury isn't that serious." Jienan drank medicine unusually fast.

The bitterness of the taste and the pain of the body are good to get used to.