It was another rainy and misty morning, and the calm surface of Taihu Lake gradually flooded with rounds of microwaves, and fish, shrimp, crabs and shellfish couldn't wait to drill out of their habitats and enjoy the warm light of the morning.

Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the sound of horses' hooves.

Li Guanghang, dressed in a Taoist robe and riding on a long-legged white horse, galloped from the edge of Taihu Lake towards Li Ling's mansion. If there are careful people, they will find that Li Guanghang's chest is flashing one after another, and it is a set of fine iron chain mail. Li Guanghang's waist and abdomen also have an L-shaped bulge.

The big man who followed closely behind, dressed in a short beat, was Li Guanghang's father, Li Ling, riding a brown Mongolian horse with a whip high. There was also a package hanging from the horse's back, which looked like some iron tools, and rattled with the jolting of the horse. Li Ling also had a waist knife pinned to his waist, a recurve bow immediately inserted, and a long horse lance hanging from it.

If you don't know, you will think that this is a gentleman who returned from a safari with his servants.

"Daddy, is the carriage ready?"

"Well, it all did as you said." Li Ling nodded, and looked at Li Guanghang with a puzzled expression, "Can you tell Daddy, what is that thing for!" ”

"Daddy will know then."

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"Li San, these are very powerful samurai of my Shimazu family, so I'll leave it to you." The Shimazu camp man smiled and patted Li Yun's broad shoulder, and Li Yun immediately nodded.

Li Xuan on the side frowned when he saw this scene, and turned his head to look at the group of ronins in front of him. Some are untidy, some have poor complexions, and only the katana in their hands emits a cold light, which makes people understand that these are not beggars, but Japanese samurai who kill people without blinking.

Li Xuan glanced at the footboard on a piece of clogs, and looked closely, the gap between the thumb and index finger on each of their feet was much wider than that of ordinary Han people.

Therefore, the so-called samurai men in front of me who look like beggars are all genuine Japanese people.

"Shimazu Dajun, this is the dog Li Xuan, and I will bother Taijun to take care of him in the future." Li Yun stretched out his hand and pointed to Li Xuan, who was observing the words and expressions on the side, and a flattering smile appeared on his fat pig-faced face.

"Well," the Shimazu camp nodded, but he didn't look at Li Xuan, and walked straight to the ronin leader, and said in a standard Kyushu dialect, "After the matter is completed, each person will be rewarded with fifteen taels of silver, this man is your leader, and he will only listen to him." ”

The Shimazu camp was pointing at Li Xuan with the fan in his hand and smiled slightly.

Li Xuan's gaze met the gaze of the people of Shimazu, and the corners of their mouths were hung with a hint of a smile.

Li Yun bent over and ran over, nodded his fat head with a smile to Shimazuno, turned his head and whispered in Li Xuan's ear with greasy lips: "What did this widow say?"

Li Xuan looked at Li Yun, who was a little obscene, with a complicated expression, pretending to be helpless, and spread his hands, "Father, I don't know how to speak Japanese." ”

"Uh-oh." Li Yun had no choice but to slump down his shoulders.

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"Miss, the carriage is ready!" In front of a vermilion door, a man dressed in emerald? The maid in the skirt was standing next to a coachman in a gray caftan brown. If the little maid does not pass the wind, and the tiger's back and bear waist of the coachman on the side, it makes people have an indescribable beauty.

"Xiaotang," a spring-like whisper, accompanied by a neon beauty in the city, gently flowed out of the Zhu Gate.

She is elegant and vulgar, with a light and spiritual atmosphere, delicate skin, leisurely demeanor, beautiful eyes, peach cheeks with a smile, no words, breath like a quiet orchid, indescribably gentle and lovely.

Her skin is better than snow, her eyes are like a pool of clear water, and when she looks forward to it, she has an elegant and noble temperament, which makes people feel ashamed of herself and dare not blaspheme. But that cold arrogance and agility are quite seductive, and people can't help but be haunted.

Listening to her spit out like beads, her voice was soft and crisp, very beautiful, I looked at her a few times, and saw that she looked innocent and her cheeks were flushed, but her complexion was beautiful and elegant.

There is such a beautiful and handsome woman in the world.

For a while, the maid and the coachman, looking at this best in the world, were a little stupid.

"Xiaotang?"

"Huh?! Miss ...... "Ye Xiaotang, that is, the little maid, didn't know that Zhang Yichen's delicate cheeks had floated closer, and she suddenly came to her senses, and her blushing face lowered.

The coachman also came back to his senses and was about to salute Zhang Yichen, but suddenly he was there again.

Ye Xiaotang was originally pure and lovely, but now, the wind of Suxia seemed to bring a red cloud in the sky, holding Ye Xiaotang's eyebrows, passing Ye Xiaotang's eyes, and imprinting a trace of bright red on the white jade-like cheeks.

"Really... True... Beauty. That's the only word the coachman can think of. Boss Fu is just a coachman, but he is not a big talent, and he has no flowery rhetoric at all.

Ye Xiaotang pretended not to hear it, but the blush on his face was even more distinct, but he exposed his thoughts.

"Alright, let's get in the car!" Zhang Yichen didn't notice the abnormality of the two, and with a wave of his jade hand, he strode into the carriage. If someone else is here, they will be shocked by this kind of behavior. How could the ladies of the first second make such rude movements, without the reserve of a rich daughter.

But the coachman Fu Boss and Ye Xiaotang were not surprised at all.

In ancient times, the hierarchy was strict, and ordinary people didn't know how to cross it, so the coachman drove, and Ye Xiaotang could only follow the car on foot with a few escorts. However, because she is the lady's personal maid, the lady will be a maid after she gets married, and her identity is not ordinary, but she can stand next to the car window and convey the orders of the owner in the car at any time.

This car is not ordinary. The carriage was covered on all sides with expensive and delicate silk, and the gold-inlaid windows were obscured by a curtain of pale blue crepe, so that no one outside the carriage could get a look at the passengers in such a gorgeous, speeding carriage. But the distinguished guests in the car seemed to be able to catch a glimpse of the pedestrians outside waving and snickering. It is a view of the prosperity of the green field, as if "the spring grass is just born to gallop to the garden, and the autumn wind wants to move the long poplar".

The group marched towards the Li family's compound in a dignified manner.

Suddenly, the distinguished guest behind the gauze curtain suddenly lifted the light blue curtain, and his delicate face approached the window with a faint smile.

Ye Xiaotang thought that the young lady was going to speak, so she also leaned over with her little face.

"Miss...... Yes! A coquettish pant came from Ye Xiaotang's mouth, and I saw Zhang Yichen's slender jade hand, pinching Ye Xiaotang's face and rubbing it vigorously.

"Stinky girl, isn't it Sichun!" While acting recklessly, with a playful smile, he said to Ye Xiaotang in a reproachful tone, "I think that man is interesting to you, do you want me to marry you to the coachman, ah?" Do you want. As he spoke, the hands on Ye Xiaotang's face became even more vigorously kneaded.

"Xiaotang doesn't want it! Small... Miss ......"

Without waiting for Ye Xiaotang to say anything, Zhang Yichen opened the curtain of the car, and said loudly to Boss Fu, who was driving: "Wu Na man! My Xiaotang likes you. ”

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