Less than a mile out of the city, the fields at the foot of Dasha Mountain are public fields. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Fengling has never noticed this piece in the past, and it seems that it has always been the Suo family's grange in his memory.

She could not remember when the city had become so tightly fortified, and a large group of conscripts were working under the walls, and the original low walls were more than a foot higher. The top of the wall that has been built is densely covered with a layer of sharp thistle, which is poured and fixed on the wall.

At this time, it was busy farming, and the peasants on the ridges of the fields came and went, and the flowing water of the wheat and millet crops harvested by a load was generally transmitted to the warehouse, almost as busy as the caravans entering and leaving the city on the official road not far away, but most of the people who bent down to work in the fields were women, and there were few men.

Feng Ling turned around, but she didn't see the figure of Fu Yanyan, and the fields were very calm, and she couldn't help but feel a little stupid in her heart.

A tea shed was set up at the edge of the field, and the peasants probably did not have time to sit down to eat tea and rest, and occasionally one or two pedestrians in a hurry would go to the bottom of the shed, find a hu cake, and take the hot tea offered by the stall owner.

The wind spirit picked up a bench that looked fairly complete, and pulled the Buddha slave to sit down. The stall owner carried a copper handle pot of unrecognizable color, and casually dropped two coarse black clay bowls stacked together, and he was too lazy to say a word.

"This old man, let me ask you something." The wind spirit hurriedly called the stall owner. "There ...... Today"

Unexpectedly, the stall owner didn't listen to her question, and impatiently waved the black rag in his hand, "No, no." He never stopped while he spoke.

Suddenly, there were a few dull sounds of "bells" behind him, and he knew that it was the sound of money strings, and when he turned around, his face was already full of smiles.

Feng Ling casually took a handful from a string of money strings, and asked with a smile: "Please think about it, old man, have there ever been a man with a face in the future?" ”

The stall owner stared at the copper coins on the table and shook his head seriously, "No." ”

The wind spirit sighed slightly, and pushed the copper coin towards the stall owner.

The stall owner hurriedly thanked him, leaned over to collect the copper coins scattered on the table, and when he lowered his head and hung the bag full of copper coins back on his waist, he suddenly remembered something, raised his head and said hesitantly to Feng Ling: "Xiao Langjun is talking about a Hu looking Ah Lang?" It looks like an official family. I also sat in my shed, didn't eat tea, poured the money for tea, and walked for a while. Listening to the elder beside him call him 'Du Lieutenant', he is a big official. ”

Feng Ling's eyes flashed, and before he could ask, the stall owner continued: "However, in addition to being taller and stronger, the official is dressed and looks at it, it doesn't look like Xiao Langjun is looking for a general, but a ...... over there" The stall owner turned sideways slightly, and threw a glance at the corner of the tea shed, "I've been sitting here for a long time, that body bones, that shoulders, Xiao Lao also has some eyesight, and there will be nothing wrong with being a martial artist." Maybe it's the person Xiao Langjun inquires. ”

With that, the stall owner took his money bag again, smiled and turned back to the stove where the water was boiling, and went to sit.

Feng Ling looked in the direction he had just pointed, and sure enough, there was a person, with his hood lowered and his face covered with veil, sitting alone in the corner of the tea shed and staring at the city wall being built in the distance.

Xu was aware that someone was watching him, and the man turned his head, glanced back at Feng Ling, obviously stunned, and then stood up and walked towards her table.

"Let's go." The wind spirit lowered her voice and urged, and she grabbed the saber hanging from her waist with one hand as she was about to get up. The Buddha slave was full of inexplicability, and hesitated to delay a few breaths, Feng Ling was anxious, and said in a low voice: "It's Ashina Helu." ”

Seeing that she was leaving, the person on the other side sped up a few steps, and in a blink of an eye she was at the table.

The Buddha was shocked, and it was too late to get up again.

The man sat down loudly, took off the veil covering his face, and smiled at the wind spirit, and under the somewhat messy eyebrows, a pair of gray and blue eyes that belonged to the Ashina family ignited a little excitement.

A pair of eyes, Feng Ling couldn't help but feel cold, but he had to force his composure, just don't recognize it, lowered his eyes and turned around as if nothing happened.

"Sit down." The person who came shouted in a deep voice, and held up an arm wrapped in a silk belt in front of her, "The trader is the most concerned about fairness in dealings, but you are not authentic in this transaction." On that day in the wasteland, such a ruthless method, today I saw it and wanted to leave, breaking the rules of coming and going, so that I stabbed you in vain? ”

His tone was brutal, but the expression on his face was not violent, but a little ridiculous. Although Feng Ling was disgusted in his heart, he managed to stop some panic, and glanced at how far the city gate was from here, so he could think of a way to summon the government soldiers by the city wall, and prevaricated in his mouth: "This Ah Lang thinks he has misidentified someone." ”

Ashina Helu raised his eyebrows and pretended to be puzzled, "Oh? Mistaken ...... If you don't know me, how can you hear me called me by my name? ”

The wolf cub's ears were so well-informed, Feng Ling cursed secretly, and quietly calculated whether he could not be controlled by him before the soldiers by the city wall arrived, and his hands and feet would be safe.

Ashina Helu couldn't answer her, so he simply shut his mouth, and looked at her from top to bottom with great interest, and finally his eyes stayed on her face, looking at her with a smile.

The Wind Spirit took a deep breath and exhaled slowly from the tip of his nose, slowly moving his right hand to the hilt of his sword.

"Your fist and foot swordsmanship, keep it as a sword qi and make it, vainly trying to fight me, but it's a wrong idea." Ashina Helu leaned over her, leaned close to her face and smiled: "Look at the women working in the fields around them, the Tang soldiers rushed here from the side of the city wall, and the fastest thing to do was half a cup of tea, but in a moment I could make the fields all over the field stained with blood, but they were all women, and slaughtering them was like cutting vegetables and cutting melons." Even if I will eventually take it for Tang Bing, it is worth it to have these martyrs. If you don't care about their lives, you can try to summon the soldiers of the government and arrest me. ”

Feng Ling's hand pressing on the hilt of the sword suddenly loosened, and he raised his eyes to look at the people who were working in the golden fields, and suddenly smiled, "Ye Hu Gao is looking down, he is just a businessman below, most of what he sees in his eyes is related to the word 'profit', those people are not related to me, their lives and deaths are not at my expense, why should Ye Hu threaten them with their lives?" ”

Ashina Helu suppressed his voice and chuckled, slightly exaggerated, and laughed so much that he covered his stomach and half fell on the table.

After he finished laughing, he straightened his expression again, looked at the city wall that was being built up, and replied: "That Zahu Duwei has some eyesight, and he also knows that he is afraid of me, and he will probably be a good opponent in the future." It's a pity that no matter how strong the soldiers are, if there is no food to support, it will be in vain. ”

As he spoke, he withdrew his gaze from a distance and glanced at the surrounding fields, "These four hectares of public fields have already become Suo's grange in the open and secret, and it is not easy to return to the public again." I don't think he needs to strengthen the walls to defend me, and sooner or later he will be cut off from the city. ”

"What does it have to do with me?" Feng Ling glanced at him, casually lifted the copper handle pot in his hand, and gently shook the hot body.

"How can it not be related to you? That Hu will have no food and no foundation, may not be able to defend this city, when I break the city into the day, how can he protect the people and merchants of the whole city, Dunhuang City sooner or later let my children under the tent trample on the flat. Ashina Helu's broad face raised a domineering and arrogant sneer, and a small blue fire seemed to be ignited in his eyes, "Instead of waiting for trouble in that city, why don't you go with me immediately, be my Kedun, the whole western frontier will gallop with you, and the snow lotus on the snow-capped mountains will be dedicated to your skirt." Would you like to? ”

Feng Ling's face sank, and he threw the hot handle pot at him, Ashina Helu leaned his shoulder, and actually raised his arm straight to block the hot copper kettle, only to hear a dull sound of "dangchang" in his clothes, and the copper kettle fell straight to the ground as if it had touched something hard.

He hadn't come unsuspectingly to spy on the defense of the wall, and he heard the sound of a thin scale armor wrapped in a jacket. When the wind spirit was annoyed and angry, he didn't remember being afraid for a while, Huo Di stood up, picked up the horsewhip on the table casually, and pointed to Ashina Helu: "I will wait in Dunhuang City for Ye Hu to break the city and plunder people!" ”

The old stall owner behind the stove heard the movement, and looked at them, he was really a knowledgeable person, seeing the wind spirit with a tense momentum, he only looked at the copper kettle on the ground distressedly, and silently retracted behind the stove.