Not to mention what kind of entanglement Lan Hongsen and Lin Huaide felt in their hearts, just to say that Luo Chunguo had the news of how much money everyone could pocket this time, after spreading it, it was really, the whole camp was boiling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The original excitement after the big victory was replaced by the grief of the ashes of the Pao Ze brothers, but after only one day, this sadness was dispelled by the sudden surprise.

These soldiers did their best, they fought bravely to kill the enemy, not afraid of life and death, which won this victory.

Now, who can not be happy to see that their efforts have been rewarded beyond expectations? Who can not rejoice?

Everyone's heart is no longer empty and bottomless, they are full of joy, a huge sense of satisfaction fills the whole body, and everyone is extremely happy at this moment!

There are those who are so flexible, so they hurriedly knelt down and thanked the masters, Mu Lingxuan loves this son the most, and he knows how to be grateful, so he immediately waved his hand and said 'reward'.

Yes, Mu Hu gave the dozen or twenty people on the spot, each of whom threw ten taels of silver ingots with white flowers as a reward, and those people held real silver ingots, and their mouths were cracked with laughter.

was seen by those who only cared about settling accounts and were stupidly happy, and they inevitably regretted it in their hearts, and they all knelt down to thank them, but they gave a few words to boost morale, but they didn't throw it out again.

Looking at the morale of the camp, because of Mu Lingxuan's return, it became different, Luo Chunguo also admired it very much, but he was not stingy with words, and praised Mu Shizi a few words, and even Mu Hu and Ma Hui were praised by him, and said that they would get together at night, kill a sheep, slaughter a cow, and be happy with their brothers.

Mu Lingxuan is already old-fashioned, and he is so generous to ordinary soldiers, and he is not stingy with those who are close to Lan Hongsen, Lin Huaide, and Luo Chunguo.

According to their personal preferences, they have prepared a box of heavy gifts for people to give to their personal servants.

Lan Hongsen's gift is the simplest, a Yan family's grass hall spring post, a pair of Hu Daozi's cold plum in the snow, a complete set of secret peach blossom porcelain tea set from the official kiln of the former dynasty, and a piece of excellent color inkstone, which is a banana leaf white high-grade stone, tender as soft skin, smooth as clotted fat, the inkstone is finely engraved with auspicious clouds and green bamboo, bats, and the end is a rare blessing inkstone.

Lin Huaide was born in the princess's mansion, and his maternal grandfather is a saint today, what good things have he not seen?

Mu Lingxuan asked Sizhao and Hanwen to choose the most ancient antiques for the years and choose four kinds, namely an ancient fan, an ancient bottle, a white jade inlaid sandalwood jade Ruyi, and a lone ancient book from the previous dynasty.

As for Luo Chunguo, a layman from a reckless background, he had to choose an elite blade to send, but fortunately, in Liu Laosan's private treasury, there was no shortage of these, Mu Lingxuan personally palmed his eyes and chose a sword called 'Spring Water Like a Rainbow'.

Something else, just a box full of gold bars, how about it? Affordable, right?

Needless to say, when the three of them returned to the tent and saw this desirable gift, they all had smiles in their eyes and were satisfied.

After a short rest, before the dinner to celebrate the great victory, Mu Lingxuan, who changed into a plain robe, asked Lan Hongsen and the three of them to accompany him, first went to incense the ashes of his dead brother, and asked Hanwen to read aloud a hastily written memorial letter, and then burned it in a clay basin to express his grief.

Lan Hongsen secretly praised Mu Lingxuan for being thoughtful and thoughtful, it stands to reason that if someone in his family dies, he must make friends again, write a sprinkled text, read and burn it in front of the spirit, the more the text, the more the popularity, the better the character.

But yesterday everyone was busy, and it was in the wilderness, and everyone was in a bad mood, so no one could think of doing it.

But now it seems that this and that kind is just making excuses for yourself.

Isn't Mu Shizi busy?

After a day and a night's work, he took down a den of horse thieves, cleaned up his finances, sent the captives to where they should go, and by the way, he had to prepare a small gift for his brothers and friends, and calculate the soldier's share.

He is also a person, and he is also a person, how can the difference between people and people be a bit big?

Lan Hongsen admired, but also felt a lot of pressure, with such a young talent by his side, if he didn't want to be compared to others, he had to work harder!

After thinking about it this time, he made up his mind that he would pay more attention to his homework, but he was Lan Mingdong's son, how could he be willing to be a foil for others?

How did Mu Lingxuan know that a little of his habit had caused such a big touch when he fell into Lan Hongsen's eyes?

He goes out every year, and there are no dead on the battlefield that year?

This text has long been written, but it has been changed to a different person, time, place, year, month and day, and even the call can be written with your eyes closed.

Seeing that Dian Wen turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind, Mu Lingxuan led a group of people again, and turned around, feeling that the battlefield was cleaned quite clean, "Brother Luo is really sophisticated, he knows that the weather is hot, and the corpse cannot be stored, one is not good, but it caused an epidemic, but it was cleaned so thoroughly." ”

Luo Chunguo laughed, pointed at Lan Hongsen and Lin Huaide and said: "Hey, I don't dare to take credit for this, it's all the handwriting of the two of them, I also think that I underestimated them in the past, the prince is not here, I don't know, the two masters still know that when burying the ashes, sprinkle quicklime." ”

"It's really impressive."

Lan Hongsen shook his hand again and again, saying, 'It's not worth anything. ’

Lin Huaide also smiled, "I just brought a medical book with me, which says that to deal with the epidemic, it is best to isolate quicklime." ”

"I happen to have someone here who can tinker with quicklime, so I'll use it."

Inadvertently, he can be regarded as regaining a little face, and his heart is a lot smoother.

Mu Lingxuan's careful thoughts that can be explored by him?

I was afraid that my little girl would be anxious and worried, so she immediately asked in a deliberative tone, "Ah Sen, the little county king, since everything is settled, and everything is in order in the camp, why don't we go and pick up the aunt and them back early tomorrow morning, how about it?" ”

Lan Hongsen smiled and nodded again and again, the three female dependents over there, except for his mother and sister, are the sweethearts of his heart, and he has long wanted to bring people back, how can there be any objections?

Lin Huaide said with a straight face, "Yesterday afternoon, when we settled down here, we sent someone to send a message to my aunt and aunt, explaining the situation of victory, so that they could rest assured. ”

"Originally, it was said that if you return safely today, we will pick you up tomorrow."

"As a result, Aunt Hui and they know that you went to the horse thief's lair, and you only brought so many people, and they were all in a hurry, and the ones who were sent to ask for news today were full of three waves, if they didn't pick up people again, I was afraid that they would have to pack up their things and come over!"

Don't look at Lin Huaide's words, he said them in a complaining tone, but when he heard Mu Lingxuan's ears, it was like spring rain and rain.

It is said that he has a mother at home, a sister who hurts, and although his father is stern and terrifying, his every move is for his sake, so he is not a person who lacks love.

But why, in the face of Mrs. Lan's concern, and Lan Jiayin hidden behind her old man's home, why is this feeling of being cared for?

Sweet and sour, beautiful and bubbling, Mu Lingxuan suddenly couldn't sit still, stood up suddenly, and waved his big hand, "Huzi, prepare the horse, let's go to the slope!" ”

At this moment, the roasted whole sheep is still on the fire, the beef and potatoes are still stewed in the big iron pot, and there are four or five snacks in front of a few people.

Lan Hongsen was sandwiching a saltwater peanut, and when he saw this, he was immediately petrified, and the chopsticks and peanuts fell to the ground, looking indescribably funny.

Mu Lingxuan laughed, "Ah Sen, don't eat it, anyway, the slope is not far away, let's go over and report to my aunt that she is safe, she has a cook there in her old man's house, why don't you order what you want to eat?" ”

Lin Huaide put the chopsticks on the wooden table with a 'snap', pursed his lips, and said secretly: "Old fox, you know that you use Aunt Hui as a disguise, what are you thinking in your heart, doesn't the king of this county know?" ”

Originally, he should have stepped forward to stop it, but the problem was that Lin Huaide hadn't seen Lan Jiayin for a few days, and he was also afraid that Lan Jiayin would be worried, so let Qin Jing feel at ease one night earlier, and she could also have a good night's sleep one night, right?

Since there is no objection, let's set off quickly, roast sheep and beef stew are not worried, and as far as the eye can see, there are salivating men everywhere, they are gone, and people can eat two more pieces of meat!

But no one stayed.

In a short time, about a dozen horsemen galloped out of the camp and headed straight for the loess slope in the distance.

Luo Chunguo took a sip of the wine glass in front of him, threw a fried crispy peanut into the mouth, and sighed with a smile, "It's good to be young, alas, it's good to be young!" ”

Talking and talking, as soon as the interest came, he sang it, a big man who was five big and three rough, who could be called rough, and sang a soft and charming female tune, hey, this big night, babbling and dragging a long voice, singing is called an infiltrating person.

Rao, the pro-soldier behind him, often encounters this situation, and he still can't get used to shivering......

In that compartment, Mu Lingxuan and the three of them hurried to the valley, and in this compartment, Lan Jiayin, Lan Jiarou, and Hu Qinghui, who had just finished dinner, were all around Mrs. Lan, and the four of them were doing needlework around a folding square table.

Lan Jiayin has gone through the past few months of training, and now his skills have been greatly improved, and he can embroider his own belly pockets.

She will hold a piece of azure muslin in her hand, which is depicted with the pattern of white begonias, because she does not like large and complex patterns, she deliberately let Jin Luo draw a string of six begonia buds clustered on the branches, small and lively, embroidery is also simple.

Now that there are six buds, she has embroidered two and a half flowers, and she plans to finish the third one tonight, anyway, she has something in her heart, instead of lying on the bed and not falling asleep, worrying about Mu Lingxuan's safety over and over again, it is better to do some work to distract herself.

She embroidered flowers in her hands, but her thoughts had already flown a hundred miles away, "This reckless man who borrowed courage from the sky!" ”

"Don't you really know what it means to be afraid?"

"The den of horse thieves is also so easy to break into?"

"I brought such an idea, and I went!"

On that day, Lan Hongsen asked the ancient book to come back and deliver a message, saying that it was a big victory over the horse thieves, and everyone was very happy, after all, they had also seen with their own eyes on the road, how these thieves harmed the villagers and the travelers in the past.

Being able to help the people in addition to the scourge is also a great merit.

But then the ancient book said that Mu Lingxuan took the White Tiger Camp to the horse thief's nest to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and Lan Jiayin's heart that had just been put down, 'whoosh', was mentioned in his throat again!

For that dark chess Mu Hu, Lan Jiayin knows some inside information, in his previous life, this Mu Hu was in the Xuanping Hou Mansion, his father was the old housekeeper of the Hou Mansion, he himself was deeply favored by the master, and he was also a powerful master.

Especially his legendary experience like a book, which makes the little maids talk about it the most, Lan Jiayin can be regarded as bringing people and things together when he arrives at this time.

But even if he knew that Mu Lingxuan would be fine, Mu Hu would be fine, but he was not down-to-earth in his heart, he was always hanging in shock, and that kind of empty and unfeeling, it simply made people's hearts hairy, and the roots of his hair were straight.

"Qinqing, Qinqing, it's time to change colors." Hu Qinghui was embroidering the upper of Mrs. Lan's shoes, and as soon as she turned her face, she caught a glimpse of something wrong with Lan Jiayin, and hurriedly reminded her.

Lan Jiayin was shouted back to her senses, and after a closer look, she really embroidered more than a dozen stitches, don't look at her embroidering white begonias, but she also has to change four or five colors, from white, to pearl white, to green onion white, and finally show off a little tender pink, just like the real flowers, not the same monotonous pure white.

Isn't it time for her to change her onion to white?

Lan Jiayin smiled wryly, stopped the needle, and removed the redundant place, fortunately, everyone knows that she has been a female celebrity for more than half a year, and it is normal to dismantle and dismantle, but no one talks about this.

In a moment of harmony, the ground suddenly began to shake, and the needlework baskets, scissors, and cloth on the table began to shake.

Lan Jiayin stood up all of a sudden, and shouted, "It's not good, it's a horse team, and it's still running fast!" ”

She hurriedly instructed Da Liu's mother, "Quickly send Madame, Third Miss, Sixth Son, and Seventh Miss to the earthen kiln in the back." ”

"Wanwan, you go too, don't take anything, it's all ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the curtain of the tent flashing, Mu Yi was already standing in front of him, although he was still a wooden face, but Lan Jiayin, who was already familiar with him, still keenly saw the joy in the other party's eyes.

"Is Mu Shizi back?!" She blurted out, the joy in her tone barely obvious.

Mu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, nodded his head and said, 'You guessed right', thought about it and added, "Look at the figure, Lan Gongzi and Xiaojun Wang are also here." ”

Mrs. Lan was overjoyed when she heard this, folded her hands together, and muttered a direct thanks, "Amitabha, thank you Bodhisattva for your blessing, thank you Bodhisattva for your blessing, and when the letter girl arrives in Pingjing, I will definitely make you a good avenue." ”

When he opened his eyes, he turned the group under the command of everyone, "Ink painting, hurry up and boil water, and make rock sugar chrysanthemum tea for a few sons in a while. ”

(To be continued.) )