After dawn, no one knows what will happen. Under the oppression of the powerful power, the weak must lie dormant and endure and recuperate to meet the rising sun of the dawn, will this be what Lin Xiang means? Yu Kang thought confusedly.

"--Yu Qing!"

"Lord." Yu Kang flicked his sleeves and saluted the visitors.

Yuan Lingjun's neck was buried in the collar of the lotus canopy, covering most of his face. She muttered, "I've called you a few times." Fang Minggong said something incomprehensible to you. ”

Yu Kang raised his head suddenly: "How does the lord know?" ”

"Duke Ming is one of the important ministers entrusted by the monarch's father back then, and he grew up under his ardent expectations since he was a child, how can it be unclear that Yu Qingxiu will make a fuss." Yuan Lingjun laughed and continued to walk, but he didn't find that Yu Kang stayed in place and didn't follow, "It's okay to tell Sù Lonely." ”

"Yes." Yu Kang followed in a few steps, "Lin Xiang asked the minister, what were people doing before the sun came out?" Lin Xiang said that he was sleeping with his eyes closed, and the minister thought that Lin Xiang had something to say. ”

What Ming Gong said was literal. Yu Qingfan didn't feel too tired if he thought about it so complicated. Yuan Lingjun tightened his sleeves and glanced at him with a smile.

"The old prime minister is admonishing you, go to bed when you should sleep, don't think about it, and add boredom to yourself. As the saying goes: soldiers will block, and water will cover the earth. As the saying goes: the boat is naturally straight to the bridge. The night market is about to disperse, and I am planning to go to Southeast Lane to eat steamed cakes. She muttered, touched her heart, and boarded the carriage angrily.

The peddlers began to end, and a group of market-rushing children salivated around the candy cake shop. Yuan Lingjun lifted the curtain, stretched his neck on the window frame, and whistled loudly, and the children looked at him in unison.

Yuan Lingjun asked loudly: "Little boy, what will you plant this spring?" ”

The children stood dumbfounded, and one of the bold children replied, "Rice and cotton." ”

Cotton, cotton.

"If there is no war, there is no need to occupy the good land of the people to grow cotton. On the contrary, planting cotton is to prepare for a long war. ”

In the five years of Changshan, Yuan Lingjun asked the same question every year, every year as before, but he got a different answer this year.

“…… Planting cotton is to prepare for a long war. Every word of Fan Jiang seemed to be engraved in her mind, echoing in her ears over and over again.

A galloping carriage suddenly squeezed in, and the coachman whipped his whip to the head of the horse, and the brown-red horse neighed angrily, and galloped forward with its hooves raised, and the shops of the night market swept down a large area.

Yuan Lingjun hit his head against the wall of the car, bared his teeth and shouted a few times, pressed the corner of his forehead, and grabbed the handrail to stabilize his body.

The coachman who was holding the horse for her held the reins, turned the horse's head in time, and the carriage stabilized, "My lord, are you alright?" ”

Yuan Lingjun ordered him to stop. The carriage stopped steadily, Yuan Lingjun came out with a support on the wall of the carriage, panting heavily, his eyes rolled white, water spat out of his mouth, and his face was extremely ugly.

The streets of Fangshi were mixed, the crowd avoided in a hurry, and not far away, the horse pawn shouted loudly and raised the whip to urge the horse to come.

Yuan Lingjun was knocked aside by the crowd of panicked evacuation, and a dull pain came from her shoulder blades, and she covered her shoulders and arms, standing on tiptoe.

Two teams of sturdy horses hulala, slackened past her, and left in the dust, the people who couldn't avoid it choked on their faces, the night market was chaotic, Yuan Lingjun had already been submerged in the crowded crowd, and looked again, the hundred or so horses disappeared at the end of the official road.

At this moment, her neck suddenly tightened, and her whole body suddenly leaned back.

"Don't move." A pair of large hands grabbed Yuan Lingjun's wrists, elbows and mouth, and rudely dragged her towards the back of the crowd.

Yuan Lingjun broke free on one wall, opened her mouth on the other, and the person behind her saw her intentions, buckled her jaw in time, and lowered her voice: "Don't make a sound, it's me." ”

It was this demon who bitten, and she wanted to bite him to death. Yuan Lingjun grinded his teeth and creaked, and struggled to squeeze out a few words, "Lu ...... Lu Yaoxue, you are trying to kill the king! ”

"Shut up, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will really kill the king."

She must be a dog, and she doesn't look at who it is, she opens her mouth and comes.

"This is not a place to speak, come with me." Knowing the other party's temper, Lu Yaoxue didn't dare to let go of her hand.

"Don't stare at me." Ignoring the other party's appearance of wanting to eat people, Lu Yaoxue half-dragged and half-dragged her away, went to a deserted alley, and stuffed people into an ox cart.

Yuan Lingjun looked at the other party with the most harsh gaze, and there was a monstrous anger in his eyes.

Lu Yaoxue ignored her eyes, sat down next to her, and resumed her usual frivolity, "It's just reminiscing, do you have to stare at me with such terrible eyes?" ”

"The big wedding is coming, my mother is watching it closely, and she sends Gong to sleep every night." After guessing Lu Yaoxue's intentions, Yuan Lingjun calmed down and decided to listen to what he was going to say next.

"When does the Lord care about the curfew? I can't go back to the wall. Speaking of climbing over the wall, you seem to have climbed the wall of my Lu family...... ......Receiving the other party's warning look, Lu Yaoxue stopped in time. "But when didn't you fall and get a blue nose and swollen face, the next day you swaggered through the market with a pig's head face." He patted his knees vigorously, imagining the picture of his childhood, which was simply funny.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously." Although it is dark and cannot be seen clearly, Lu Yaoxue's smile can also be as beautiful as a spring flower in the dark.

"Lu Yaoxue, cut off the mat!"

After getting out of the car, Lu Yaoxue grabbed Yuan Lingjun's collar and lifted it back, "Yuan Liu, this matter I want to talk about is extraordinary for you. ”

"It's Liyang Qu, I can see it very clearly."

"Who?" Yuan Lingjun's whole body tensed, and the blood on his face faded.

"It's the Lanyi Waiting Guard, and the leader of the team is the Lanyi Houshizi."

Liyang 3,000 wind and rain rides, with one enemy and ten, there is the courage of ten thousand invincibles. Step by step, Fan Jiang wanted to bring the three thousand wind and rain horses under his command and climb to the highest peak, but it was just her order.

Thinking of this, King Changshan, who had always been unconcerned about himself, actually breathed a sigh of relief. "Nobodies also bother you." Yuan Lingjun withdrew his sleeve from his hand.

Lan Yihou holds three thousand wind and rain rides, majestic in Liyang, prestigious, his only sister-in-law, the most proud son is said to be a nobody, Qu Shizi heard that he was afraid to cut himself.

Lu Yaoxue sneered, with a rare Yan sù, a little disappointed, and a little helpless, "Yuan Liu, I have been your attendant since I was a child, and I am rarely the same as the inkstone, and the friendship is extraordinary. Fan Guifei is a ruthless person who can still raise a butcher's knife while singing the Buddha's name, and her butcher's knife will be raised at any time. After all, the old minister is old, and it will only become less and less, you have to cultivate your own power and cheer up. ”

Yuan Lingjun's face turned white in an instant, "Mother won't stop there, her ambition is not only Chang Shan, I am just a stepping stone on her way to achieve hegemony." ”

"Yuan Liu can remember the nanny A. Lintel."

She clutched her cuffs and tried her best to hold back, "Did you find it?" Before she returned to Baling, Ah Lin had left the palace and returned to her hometown of Kwai County, however, the people sent to find her found nothing. Is it true that the lintel is no longer alive?

"Fu Piao is also here, why don't you ask him."

"I have my own opinions." Yuan Lingjun flicked his sleeves and got off the ox cart angrily.

The tall and athletic figure turned his back to the ox cart and stared at the stubborn figure that melted into the night.

"The young man claims to be the sovereign's comrade, but he doesn't know the sovereign at all, the sovereign is powerful in his mouth, but his heart is fragile, and the son wants to poke it with a knife. What does it taste like? Fu Piao sighed softly and trotted after him.

Yuan Lingjun stopped his steps and looked at the palace group bathed in the starry sky in a daze. Behind her, several men in black appeared at some point, silent, like ghosts.