King Jiujiang's eyes were red, cloudy tears came out of his eyes, and he nodded slightly, although he couldn't speak, his mouth kept making "please". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qiu Yong's eyebrows stretched slightly, and he smiled heartily, he clenched his hands into fists, much more respectful than when King Jiujiang was healthy in the past. "Yesterday, the soldiers of the government have returned from Qiongcheng, and the three injured people have been picked up, and the dead have been picked up by the land, Qiu has gone to settle down now, I don't know what the king's opinion is?" ”

The King of Jiujiang wanted to smile, but he only pulled up half of his smile, which was a little more ugly than crying.

Qiu Yong nodded and said, "Wang Haosheng rests." ”

The King of Jiujiang smiled again, raised his finger slightly, and pointed at the beauties outside.

Qiu Yongdao: "In the future, I will not let the king see those women again." ”

The King of Jiujiang looked at those beauties, and the hatred in his heart rose, if it weren't for those women who were all coquettish, why did he end up like this, now he hated to cut those women with a thousand knives. The King of Jiujiang thought that Qiu Yong understood what he meant, and finally closed his eyes peacefully and rested.

Qiu Yong went out without a pause.

A doctor looked at Qiu Yong's back, and a wave of admiration suddenly arose in his heart, and he said: "Qiu Gongren is unparalleled. ”

The door of the bedroom slowly closed, and the servant on Qiu Yong's side walked from the door.

Qiu Yong coldly glanced at the purple and red in the courtyard, and said coldly: "Arrange those concubines, fifty gold leaves for one person who is willing to leave, and arrange for the carriages and horses to be sent back to their hometowns respectively." The good students who did not want to leave stayed in their respective courtyards, and were not allowed to set foot in the king's bedchamber again. ”

The servant smiled and walked away.

Qiu Yong unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the clear sky above his head, there were a few distant and stretched clouds floating in the clear sky, Qiu Yong's eyes were bright, and he walked out of the courtyard, his steps were steady and steady.

In the early morning, the mist on the riverside is hazy, and the green mountains are overshadowed.

A few waterfowl with slender legs and long beaks stood at the water's edge, stretching their necks to the surface of the water from time to time, picking up the fish in the water, and then stretching their necks, swallowing the sparkling fish held in their mouths into their stomachs, and then, the birds stretched out their white wings, fluttered on the water, and flew to the distance of the golden crow.

The northland tune sung by the homeless people unconsciously, the long and desolate sound fell into the ears like a breeze blowing in the desert.

Yang Yu turned his eyes to look over, his eyes flashed, and he said to Jing Mo beside him: "Divide our rice grain into three, leave one for us to chew for ourselves, and divide the rest into three hundred portions, and distribute them to those displaced people before we cross the river." ”

Qi Yan didn't understand a little, and said strangely: "Girl, after crossing the river, we are in sight, we don't have to worry about the homeless people robbing, why bother with decimerates?" ”

Yang Yu smiled: "You should be able to cross the river for everyone?" ”

As soon as Yang Yu's words came out, Qi Yan faintly understood, and she looked at the displaced people who had migrated here after a lot of hardships, and her eyes showed sympathy.

Yes, the noble clan can cross the river by boat, how can the common people have the financial resources to do this?

Jingmo said worriedly: "Girl, now that the price of rice is rising, it is already seven gold leaves to get a bucket, if you do this thing again, how can you settle down in Jinling!" ”

Yang Yu listened to the familiar northland tune in her ear, her heart was desolate, her eyebrows condensed slightly, and she said slowly: "Leave a cart of rice grain, and scatter the rest." Yang Yu's eyes were clear, she glanced at the homeless people who stretched for miles, their hopeless eyes, somehow made her feel sad in her heart, she turned around slowly, her steps were clearly still the elegant and free girl, but no one saw Yang Yu who turned around, those slightly drooping eyes.

Huan Qilang happily ran to the river, holding a red note in his hand. Passing by Jingmo and Qi Yan's side, they saw Yang Yu turn around and leave, and the two looked at each other.

He came with his hands in his hands, his jade-like cheeks slightly flushed from running over, and looked at the two of them: "Why are you so hesitant? ”

Jingmo leaned over and saluted, then frowned and said, "The girl wants to scatter wealth again!" ”

Huan Qilang was stunned for a moment, and said slowly: "If another girl does this, you two will hesitate, that's Yang's Ah Yu, what's the blame?" Saying that, Huan Qilang smiled on his face, and said to the servant beside him: "Divide five carts of rice and grain, and send it to the Yang girl, which is my second brother to help her spread her wealth." ”

The servant took the command and turned to go.

Huan Qilang walked towards Yang Yu and Wang Jingzhi, who were standing side by side not far away.

Qi Yan said in a low voice: "Huan's Langjun can clearly clear his name, but he is willing to send rice and grain to the girl, and then send it in the name of the girl?" ”

Jing Mo smiled, her beautiful cheeks flushed slightly, and said, "Huan Langjun is of noble birth, why should he be famous?" Jingmo lowered her eyes slightly for a moment, and said with a smile: "The second brother of the girl is a good one." ”

Huan Qilang found a feather fan from nowhere, he wore a lacquer crown on his head, and was dressed in a luxurious bud-colored brocade robe, with his innate incomprehensible, graceful and luxurious bearing, quite a bit of a graceful and turbid son. He waved his hand. Wang Jingzhi took the red note in Huan Qilang's hand, unfolded it, and showed a vague smile on his elegant face.

Yang Yu looked at Wang Jingzhi with a light smile, and said slowly: "General Pei? ”

Wang Jingzhi handed the note in his hand to Yang Yu, Yang Yu took it, and his eyes were a few big words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, "Wait, come to the boat in the evening." ”

Yang Yu also smiled, and said softly: "I have been delayed for a lot of time on the road, and I can meet General Pei here, is it not because of fate." ”

Huan Qilang finally took a breath, straightened his back and smiled: "This way, with Ah Liang exploring the way ahead, we have traveled the safest way." Thinking about it this way, Ah Liang must have encountered more tribulations on the road, and I don't know if the scholars who followed him were thorough. ”

Yoshi? This title made Yang Yu stunned for a moment, and then, she lowered her eyes and smiled. It is said that there is no cold family in the upper grade, and there is no scholar clan in the lower grade, but there is Pei Liang, the son of the poor family, although he does not understand the world, although he is silent and not good at words, but he can rely on his own heroic sword, he is in a high position, and he also gets the side eyes of the children of the scholar clan like Huan Qilang.

Yang Yu groaned to herself, but noticed a burning gaze coming from above her head, she raised her head slightly and looked at the place where the light came from.

The eyes were deep and clear, and the person was hearty and clear, floating like a fairy.

Seeing Yang Yu look up, Wang Jingzhi raised his lips slightly and smiled: "Why is Qingqing meditating?" ”

Yang Yu's eyes turned to the side of the sand and gravel in Hezhou, and said with a smile: "Thinking of Gong Lian, Gong Lian fought on the battlefield all his life and was respectful, but when he was dying, he was suspicious of King Zhao and was not reused, and finally died depressed in the Chu State. The hero's shortness of breath, the twilight of the beauty, makes people sad, thinking of this, Yu hates not to die in the present, so as not to be drooping old and being blinded. Her words were poignant, but her expression made people feel very free and easy, which was originally sad and sentimental, but it made people feel that this woman was absolutely indifferent.

Look down on life and death, Xuan is against the landscape.

Huan Qilang smiled, his eyes were full of longing and joy, and said: "Ah Yu's thoughts, when you arrive in Jinling, the second brother will accompany you to meet the Huaishui style." You will no longer talk about life and death, at that time, I am afraid that you hate the shortness of life! (To be continued.) )