"I know that you have a good relationship with the woman of the Suo family, you first make a guarantee with me, no matter what her situation is, if you don't see her again, you should never know her whereabouts. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Fu Yan held her shoulders, and every word he said was cautious. "It's good for you and for her, you should understand this."

Feng Ling nodded without thinking, she really knew in her heart that she had changed her name and surname and hid in Xizhou over the years.

Fu Tanyan said with confidence: "After the Wang family was abolished, because of the abuse of the martial queen, the martial arts queen cut off his hands and feet and imprisoned them in the wine urn to death, this method ...... It was Suo Liangyin's idea. thought that she would take the back position by helping the martial arts, and she should be proud of the spring breeze, but her departure from Chang'an was unexpected. And now she quietly returned to Shazhou, no one knows, but it happened that the person I sent to listen to the news is the old department of Shazhou, I have seen Suo Liangyin dance in front of the Thousand Buddha Cave, and I was quite impressed, so I walked to Shazhou, I met on the street, recognized it at a glance, and inquired for two days before I knew, she was now in the Fachang Temple, and made a sound. ”

After a long pause, the wind spirit slowly sat down in a high chair, closing his eyes and being silent. After a while, a line of tears slipped quietly from under her eyelashes.

Fu Tanyan stepped forward and hugged her shoulder: "Teaching you to know will also make you sad, it's better not to say it if you know it." ”

Feng Ling raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, opened his eyes and said quietly: "It's just that those old things are displayed in my mind together, and I can't stand it." Everyone says that the double body is more emotional, and sure enough. ”

After a few breaths, she laughed again, took Tan Yan's hand, and said: "In the past, in the Shazhou Women's Society, the boudoir women in the big clan didn't like to talk to me because I was a businesswoman. Yin Niang is often bullied by her eldest sister, cowardly and helpless, and her temperament is easy to handle, you also know what my heart is, so I have to take care of her more. Yun Niang is different, her family values the court etiquette the most, but she can't be restrained, admiring heroism, and her courage is not small......"

She leaned her head on her arm, and when she talked about the arrogant nonsense of her youth, a shallow dimple appeared on her cheeks, and at the end she counted her fingers carefully: "Twelve or three years have passed like this." ”

Fu Yanyan didn't answer her words, but she listened to every word in her heart, and recalled that when she first met Guazhou, she was still a casual girl, with a group of tribes alone outside to make a living, forced to be old and fearless, but when He Lu attacked Dunhuang City for the first time, she was so frightened that she squatted on the side of the road and cried secretly.

The more he thought about it, the more interesting it became, and the smile on his face deepened little by little.

"What are you laughing at?" The Wind Spirit looked at him warily with a suspicious smile.

Fu Yantan straightened her fluffy bun and shook her head: "Don't laugh at anything, but I remembered something about when you were young." ”

Feng Linghu stared at him suspiciously for a while, suddenly smiled with relief, and stood up with his waist in his hands: "How many days have I not used a good meal, the food in the camp is hard, and my face is shaved, I will cook for you." ”

Fu Yanyan stayed at home for only one night, and the next day he was about to return to the barracks, and when he left, he left a message that the secret Turkic troops at the Dao Diffuse Rate were coming, and it was about these two days. When Nachet was not yet born, he had a lot of protection, and he was Nashe's father, and when he arrived, he should always take Nashek to see him.

Feng Ling was looking forward to bringing Zhang Yunniang to Xizhou with him, and the last time he saw her was when he was one year old, he heard that she had added a small special service in the past four or five years, and he had not had a chance to see her.

After another thought, Feng Ling couldn't help laughing at himself, this was to fight to the death with Helu, and it was not a courtesy exchange, how could Mi Jie bring his family here.

After a few days of delay, from the twenty-third year of the lunar month to the twenty-third year of the lunar month, there were few people in the house, and the Buddha slave and Ah Qi's family came together. Buddha Nu moved a few books of accounts to show her, the New Year was already in sight, these things should have been done half a month ago, but because the wind spirit's body was sinking and people were lazy, they kept procrastinating and didn't look at it.

Ah Mi took her pair of children and Na Xie to the kitchen to make the noodles and sweets that should be used in the New Year's Festival, and the Buddha slave and the wind spirit were quietly booked and booked.

"Auntie, who have you offended recently?" After a lot of hesitation, the Buddha finally couldn't help but put the calculation in his hand on the table, and asked directly.

Feng Ling shook his head at him blankly: "Who else can I offend now?" Don't say that I have lived like a hermit, but if I am a little more public, how many people in the entire Xizhou are willing to be my enemies? ”

Buddha Nu understood her words as one, and felt that it was not unreasonable, and nodded slowly, but the doubts on his face were not half gone.

"Why is there someone out there who is driving around and hurting me? Or do you threaten to make things difficult for me? This situation, ten years ago, was not new, and now it is really rare. The Wind Spirit joked nonchalantly.

Buddha Nu couldn't put a smile on his face, twisted his brows, and said with a straight face: "Don't laugh, Auntie, think carefully about who she has provoked recently, or if she has inadvertently offended, it is impossible to say." In front of our Gu Fang, there are always people probing their brains these days, and they don't know what to see, and there are even people outside who are inquiring about the origin of General Yunlu's wife. Gossip, it sounds like a parent's short, the private words behind it, under the scrutiny, but every sentence is digging into your bottom line. ”

Feng Ling froze her wrist and rested it on her knee, what flashed in her mind was Qin Yan's deep eyes. "Who is talking about all that gossip? Do you know who the man is at the beginning? ”

"I listened to those words, and I didn't need my aunt to tell me, so I touched the vine early in the morning. You can't guess where those words of inquiry came from. The Buddha's expression suddenly became nervous, and his voice unconsciously lowered a little, "It's ......"

"The grain and grass from Chang'an make Qin Yan." Feng Ling said in a cold voice.

The words of the Buddha slave suddenly taught her to be intercepted in her throat, and she was stunned for several breaths, and Fang was surprised: "Is it possible...... Be...... Old acquaintances of Chang'an? ”

"There was a debate in the palace about salt and iron, and later the tax merchants worked together for a while. He was very close to the Liu family, and the Liu family was cold, and he was probably implicated and taught people to go to this border to raise military rations for the army. I met him in the big market a few days ago, and he stalked to recognize him, and followed him all the way into Luoshuifang, but he still knew how to do it, so he didn't dare to hand the post in. The wind spirit remembered the events of the day because of the reminder of this incident. At that time, she wanted to inform Fu Yan, but she didn't want his enemy to be distracted at the moment, so she deliberately pressed it and didn't mention it.

"It's broken!" Buddha Nu slapped his palm on his leg: "Then Qin or something, isn't it...... Didn't you want to expose you so that you could turn around in the court? ”

The Buddha slave suddenly hit the thought that Feng Ling didn't want to touch the most, and she threw the calculation chip that she had been holding in the palm of her hand on the case, and in the cold winter wax moon, the calculation chip was actually wrapped in a thin layer of sweat.