The sentence "shameless" made Xie Yucheng a little inexplicable, and when he raised his eyes and glanced over, he saw the woman on the purple horse, after saying such a sentence, he pursed his lips and did not say a word, only his eyes were like substance, and he came coldly.

"The eldest lady praises falsely, and I dare not be ashamed!" He smiled slightly, his eyes were gentle, and there was no anger on his sun-drenched face, "I think it would be more appropriate to give this praise to Brother Ling and Father Ling." ”

Luo Shaojin was stunned when he heard this, and his heart chuckled.

She suddenly remembered the fourteenth sister-in-law who eloped with Changgong, and remembered the report on the war against bandits published in the Jingwei Daily...... She suddenly lost her confidence in her heart, and a touch of shame flashed on her face.

To cover it up, she snorted and did not comment on his words. At this time, in the corner of his eye, a tall horse came to him, looking at the knight's calm demeanor, he was obviously also a master of horsemanship.

She swept away with cold eyes, only to see that it was a female bandit with a proud figure. To her surprise, this female bandit was dressed in coarse cloth and did not apply powder, but she was also as delicate as a flower and had a terrifying appearance.

The hateful thing is that when the bandit came to the intersection, she actually assigned her father:

"Old Man Luo, let's go." In all fairness, Qiao Feiyan's tone was quite gentle, but to Luo Shaojin's ears, it was extremely harsh.

Seeing that Luo Shaojin'e raised her eyebrows, she was about to have a seizure, but Xie Yuzhen, who was standing at the intersection, smiled and grabbed the white road:

"Miss Luo doesn't have to be like this...... There is no love for no reason in this world, and there is no hate for no reason. This time, we visited your mansion remotely, and there were many offenses, and the root cause of it was really on my brother Luo Tuan. ”

"My brother is an officer and soldier, you are a thief, who will he beat if he doesn't beat you?" Luo Shaojin snorted, and the corners of his mouth floated with a hint of ridicule, "In the final analysis, there are thousands of roads in this world, and it is not up to you to choose which way to go." His feet are on his own legs, and he can't complain about others. ”

"Miss Luo, you're wrong. In this world, not all people have the right to choose. Among the bandits, there are naturally many criminals, but most of them were originally good people, but they were forced to desperate by this world, so they had no choice but to go up the mountain and fall into the grass...... There are thousands of laws and hundreds of crimes, each of which is of great importance. Brother Ling broke the major cottages, regardless of women and children, and killed them all...... Such inhumanity is so cruel, a hundred times more tyrannical than bandits...... Just put aside the moral law, as you just said, there are thousands of roads in the world, and your feet grow on yourself, and you can't complain about others. ”

"Brother Ling planted melons and got melons, and planted beans and got beans, so your house has today's disaster. Today, if you want to save the men and women in your mansion, it is not too simple: as long as Brother Ling releases the sixty-nine people he has caught. Then everyone will be happy, otherwise ......"

Xie Yuzhen heard the third brother talk about the number of people who were killed in Jieyun Village, but he only vaguely remembered more than sixty people, and he didn't remember the specific number. Speaking of this, he paused, glanced at her coldly, and saw that she was looking at her intently, looking very nervous, so he smiled silently, "Otherwise, then each of them will wear linen and filial piety, burn paper and incense." ”

The fields under the sun are infinite, and the rice waves that roll with the wind gently lap the villages and hedgerows of the roads near and far. Xie Yucheng's tone was indifferent, and the words that came out of his mouth seemed to be blowing in the wind and drifting away with the wind.

Luo Shaojin somewhat understood why there was a bookish smell in the person in front of him.

She bet the guy in front of her must be well-educated. She couldn't help but think of what he just said: In this world, not all people have the right to choose. Such a young man......... Actually reduced to the company of bandits? What happened to him?

After Xie Yucheng finished speaking, seeing that the team had all left the village and was hurrying to the bridgehead, he gave a soft order, and the sentry group and the command group took cover alternately and withdrew to the bridgehead.

Qiao Feiyan took out the flower mechanism and escorted Old Man Luo to the bridge. Luo Shaojin rode his horse and followed suit, and when he saw the bridge, the old man Luo slipped under his feet, staggered, and because he was holding the big white goose with both hands, he couldn't balance for a while, and fell into the mud.

"Daddy!" Luo Shaojin was shocked, flew off his horse, and pounced. I didn't want to, but I was forced by Xie Yucheng's flower trap in his hand, and said with a smile: "Miss Luo, send you a thousand miles, there will be a farewell in the end, you better go back?" ”

Luo Shaojin's face was as cold as ice, and a pair of wonderful eyes stared at Xie Yucheng fixedly, not giving an inch: "My father is old and has bad legs." I'll trade myself for my dad! ”

Her voice was cold, as if it were oozing through the cracks of her bones.

"No, I can't agree!" Xie Yucheng didn't think about it, so he directly refused, "Miss Luo is as beautiful as a flower, and there are dragons and snakes in the cottage, I can't guarantee your safety!" ”

His demeanor was very sincere, and his tone was very firm and unquestionable.

"......" Luo Shaojin choked, and after a long while, a sentence burst out from between his teeth, "Shameless! You're exposed! You still have scruples, and you know what kind of goods you have in your cottage? It turns out that you can't fully grasp the big and small forces in the cottage, haha. ”

At this time, the old man Luo had already been carried up by someone, walked down the riverbank, got on the pontoon bridge, and was about to look back at his daughter at the head of the bridge, when Qiao Feiyan next to him burst out and said: "Old brother, you will take this old one over, and I will take the young one away and take it away." Shameless for your face, blindly messing around with Commander Xie, is there an end? ”

"Don't, don't, don't, pretty boss!" When Old Man Luo heard this, he was so frightened that he hurriedly followed a few steps, blocked Qiao Feiyan with his body, and pleaded sadly, "Please, Ah Jin is not sensible, I, I will let her go back, I will let her go back." You dissipate, dissipate. ”

As he spoke, he comforted the big white goose in his arms, for fear that the poultry would take advantage of the situation and provoke the female bandit leader in front of him to be furious.

"Can you do it?" Qiao Feiyan glanced at him coldly, her eyes fell on the shore again, and she saw that Luo Shaojin and Xie Yucheng were close to each other, and a few group members holding flower traps were following her side.

Qiao Feiyan's eyes flashed a firework, snorted, retracted her gaze, stared at the old man in front of her, and laughed softly, "In my opinion, Ling Ai is obsessed with our commander-in-chief, since this is the case, let's return to the cottage together, as long as the commander-in-chief agrees, I will be a matchmaker, let her be a lady of the village." Our commander-in-chief was born as a scholar, and he showed her talent, and he did not insult her. I think it's good! ”

Old Man Luo turned his head in a panic and shouted: "Jin'er, Jin'er, go back quickly, Daddy is fine, obedient, ah, go back quickly, do you hear?" ”

As soon as he raised his voice, the big white goose in his arms got up again and quacked. A flock of geese foraging in the water on the bank of the river rushed to cry, and the sound came and went, piercing the clouds and cracking the stones, like a symphony, resounding on both sides of the river.

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