Old friends who have been reunited for a long time can't help but have to greet each other for a while, and the literati are also annoyed, Yuan Lingjun almost wanted to leave, but was stopped by Zhen Chuanting with his eyes.

There was an iron kettle on the ground, the lid of the kettle was covered with a very thin layer of dust, Yuan Lingjun opened it to see, it was empty, she handed the teapot to Jiuwan, and asked him to draw some mountains and water to boil.

The two chattered and talked, Yuan Lingjun supported her chin with her hand, squinted her eyes and dozed off, and when she came back with 90,000 water, she was about to fall asleep. Ninety thousand set up a fire in the corner of the cottage, put the iron kettle on top, and used his hand to make a knife all year round to buy firewood and grass.

On the gloomy and cold mountaintop, the flames illuminated a little warmth in the world.

Yuan Lingjun rubbed his eyes. When I came up to the mountain, it was still raining, where did I get the hay and firewood from the 90,000 people? Her boring guesses were interrupted by a burst of laughter.

Ma Fang's eyes showed a childish clear and clean light, although he was old, his appearance was also elegant and warm, and he was also a leader among the talented people in Lin'an, Kyoto.

What is deeply strange is that he obviously cares about the situation in the court, but he is willing to hide in the wilderness and escape from the world. Ma Fang and Yuan Lingjun's puzzled eyes collided together, and Yuan Lingjun seemed to be startled by the burning eyes, and lowered his eyebrows.

"I have a question below, can I ask the driver." Ma Fang asked naturally Yuan Lingjun.

Yuan Lingjun was surprised: "Mr. wants to ask me a question?" Yuan Lingjun looked at Ma Fang and then at Zhen Chuanting, and had a bad premonition, this time Hushan would clearly come at her.

"It is said that Zunjia has changed the criminal law and decree, and has also killed loyal ministers for private purposes, but is there such a thing?"

How did he know? How did those things get around? Yuan Lingjun stared at Ma Fang with interest, he was also a straightforward person.

"Sir is right, the criminal law system set by the ancestors is outdated, not suitable for today's era, and even some of the regulations are very unfair to women, so I just take a break. As for the execution of loyal subjects...... I don't like to kill and I don't kill people. Have you heard that I am the first queen of the country since the founding of the country, but in fact, I am only the heroine in charge of the seal, and I have never been involved in court affairs, and it is clear who holds the power. In the end, Yuan Lingjun's tone suddenly sharpened.

"A thousand armies are easy to obtain, but a general is hard to find. For the Yuanqu marriage, have you ever had any regrets? ”

The scrutiny of the other party made her uncomfortable. Yuan Lingjun smiled and said, "What's the harm if Mr. is blunt? ”

Ma Fang and Zhen Chuanting looked at each other and smiled, since this is the case, it will be very convenient to open the skylight and say bright words.

"For the sake of his own selfish desires, he wants to imprison innocent people in a cage, how can he bear it."

This remark hit her to the core, and Yuan Lingjun's face quickly flushed red, and the hand hidden in his sleeve trembled excitedly. Fan cage, where is not a fan cage, even if you go to the edge of the sky, you still have to be manipulated. "What kind of person is Mr. Ma from Quyi, I want to complain about him. Mr. Lingjun's words puzzled Lingjun, if sacrificing my marriage with the Qu family can change the upcoming troubled times of the Jin Kingdom, even if this will be resolved, I will never exchange. ”

Her resoluteness surprised the two, Zhen Chuanting frequently glanced at Yuan Lingjun, signaling to stay calm, Yuan Lingjun pretended not to see it, and said more and more excitedly: "Mr. love makes Lingjun admire, Lingjun is not a master of governing the country, he only loves to make friends with righteous people in the rivers and lakes, and travels all over the world, causing great trouble to the kings and ministers of Changshan and the people, Lingjun knows it." Mr. is a master of escapism, he understands more truth than anyone else, my father is still in power, and there are still some things to do, but most of them are arbitrary, and it is not a problem to send Bi Shi Xianchen, and he is not a promising Ming Jun, why does the world not crusade against an emperor, but I have prejudice. The spirit was not convinced. ”

There was a sudden silence in the grass house, and only the boiling sound of the kettle was left. Ninety thousand took down the iron kettle that had been boiled until it was boiling into the water. It was raining again, and the spring cold was refreshing.

"Mingyu is cautious!" Zhen Chuanting warned in a low voice, as if he was worried.

Ma Fang stroked her jaw and looked at it, thinking a lot, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with the little girl's words.

And Yuan Lingjun, who had just finished saying the words of great rebellion, was not shocked on the surface, and poured bitter water in his heart: really damn it, how could he not be able to hold his breath and be lightly aroused by the other party's anger.

Yuan Lingjun is young and vigorous, and she has not yet reached the age of calming down and thinking - she has performed the courtesy, but she is not really an adult, not even fifteen years old, what is love, what is hate, what is anger, no one tells her what to do.

Looking at the gloomy sky, Yuan Lingjun felt as if she was standing on a high place, accepting the world's Ling Chi, loneliness and anger swept over, instantly drowning her reason. It's cold in the heights, and who really understands that? Without a clan jade, she is just an ordinary daughter's family, and as she grows older, this identity becomes more and more tiresome. The corners of Yuan Lingjun's eyes were covered with water, and the cold air poured into the grass house, and she had a slight spasm all over her body.

"The lord is the emperor of the Jin family, but he wants to trap the phoenix that soars for nine days in the back by virtue of his identity, which is an unrighteous act of anger and resentment."

"Hugh is presumptuous! Are you teaching the Lord of a nation? Yuan Lingjun clenched his fists and bit his lower lip fiercely, his round cheeks flushed with the flush caused by suppressing his anger. It can be seen that she is furious.

"My lord, the water is boiled." Ninety thousand pots come over. Looking at Jiuwan with a calm face, Yuan Lingjun realized his gaffe, let go of his sore hand, and slowly gasped.

Jiuwan found a few clay cups with openings in the dilapidated wooden cabinet, poured them with hot water, and filled three bowls.

The sky was about to darken, and the mist rose in the mountains, but the mist in the cup gradually decreased, Yuan Lingjun took one of the cups and came to Ma Fang, "The junior has offended, please forgive me." In the surprised eyes of several people, she looked at Ma Fang firmly, as if she was making some kind of determination, "Lingjun will never change." Sir, Lingjun has no way back. ”

"Why did the Lord say that?" Ma Fang was shocked, is this still the king of Changshan? He looked at his former friend, Zhen Chuanting stared at him meaningfully, and just nodded.

"I can't say it explicitly." Yuan Lingjun gritted his teeth.

The matter has come to this point, and I can only accept it calmly. Ma Fang lowered her head heavily, bowed deeply to Yuan Lingjun, and took the pottery cup, "The Lord is precious. Lan Lu to the palace, he can be your teacher,. ”

"Sir?" It was Yuan Ling's turn to be shocked.

"I'm just reluctant to watch him grow up after all...... One day, if Lan Lu is in prison, I hope that Zunjia can forgive and protect him with selfishness. In this way, the senior brother will be relieved. Ma Fang wanted to speak and stopped, although Yuan Lingjun didn't know why he suddenly relented, but he agreed to his request.

The forest wind crossed the cliff, and when it came to the middle of the sky, drinking a cup of boiled water from a mountain spring without tea, but everyone was miserable in their hearts.

Ma Fang stood up and said goodbye to the three of them: "The cold house is simple, it is inconvenient to stay overnight, so let's go down the mountain while it is still early." ”

Zhen Chuanting knew his friend's temperament and temperament, so he didn't force him to stay, and walked out of the grass house side by side with Ma Fang. The sky outside is clear and clear, and it is the color of the mountain rain.

"There will be a date later." Zhen Chuanting gave it away.

Ma Fang's expression was gloomy, he glanced at Yuan Lingjun solemnly, and walked towards the place where the clouds were deep and misty, if it weren't for the brief communication between them, Yuan Lingjun would think that he was a god who had ascended to the immortals, from the clouds, and returned to the clouds.

The mountains are quiet, the wind moves and the fog flows, and there is a faint singing voice floating on the steep mountain path, and he sings:

The phoenix is singing, and it is in the high post. The sycamore is born, and the sun rises in the sun.

In the depths of the deep mountains, there may really be a shrine of immortals.

"What is the purpose of Master Wang bringing me here? It's not to see the scenery at the top of the mountain, and it's not just to let Ma Fang see me. ”

"Lan Lu's father died early, and his younger brother Ma Fang took care of him, Ma Fang probably hoped that Lan Lu would inherit the mantle, help the world, and assist Ming Jun to end the troubled times. It's just that Quyi's relatives should accept the marriage, Ma Fang can't interfere, for the sake of the teacher, probably because you forcibly asked Your Majesty to give marriage, Ma Fang secretly felt that the pearl was dusty, and she was resentful in her heart. As for the teacher who brought you here, it is to let you listen to the voice of the world. ”

"The arrangement that the people are most dissatisfied with is that the heroine is in power but does not seek to govern, and allows her relatives to abuse power. I'm tired of hearing that. By the way, I heard Fu Piao say that Lan Yihou entered the territory of Changshan five times, and the Baling army was frequently rested and transferred. Master Wang, this time she is going to take my royal seal. Speaking of this, Yuan Lingjun suddenly looked at the person behind him, "Ninety thousand, we have a tough battle to fight, we may die, we may win." Neither outcome was what she wanted.

Kuwan didn't speak, but the hand holding the hilt of the knife became tighter and tighter.