Chapter Forty-Four: The Wind Strikes Back to the Imperial City
A few people talked like this, and before they knew it, they were already in the treetops, Zhang Zuolin's body and bones had not recovered and went back to rest early, and Yu Sibaowei Chi Gong Maro The third person had already drunk and was snoring at this moment! It's better to be strict, although his face is red, but there is no trace of confusion in his eyes, and his mind is very clear.
Ning Shaoqiu quipped: "The Lord of the Wind Mansion has a good amount of wine!" It's been three times, and you still have nothing to do, come, this king will toast you again! ”
As he spoke, Ning Shaoqiu raised his wine glass.
How do you know that Feng Yanming got up and hugged his fists and said: "His Royal Highness King Ming, Weichen will return to the imperial city tomorrow!" I'm afraid I can't share your worries anymore! ”
This was said suddenly, and Ning Shaoqiu, who was originally a little drunk, also sobered up for three points, looked at Feng Yanming in front of him with some surprise, and did not speak for a while.
Feng Yanming has done a lot of things for him these days, and it has also made him appreciate Feng Yanming more and more, and this time the Shi family's silver and silver are also worth a lot of credit on his head. If it weren't for his deployment under the stage, I'm afraid that this silver pair would not have been transported to the Daimyo's Mansion unnoticed.
Now he Ning Shaoqiu was about to get up, but the minister of the humerus beside him was suddenly about to return to the imperial city, which made his excitement just now lose more than half.
"When will it be received?" The one who can let Feng Yanming return to the imperial city is probably the current emperor Ning Zeyu, Ning Shaoqiu just doesn't understand that there is no such thing when he saw Feng Yanming in the Daimyo Mansion in the afternoon! How did he so coincidentally come to such a news when he was most happy.
Ning Shaoqiu felt that his mood at the moment was the same as when he confessed his failure to a female classmate in his freshman year, knowing that this person did not belong to him, but he still felt a little uncomfortable when he really wanted to lose.
Feng Yanming replied: "Actually, I received an official letter from His Majesty before the fundraising meeting, but I was afraid that it would affect His Highness's plan so I deliberately concealed it, please punish His Royal Highness King Ming!" ”
Saying that, Feng Yanming knelt down, in fact, he also knew that Ning Shaoqiu was the time to use people at this time, but he had to leave, and his heart was also very uncomfortable, thinking that it would be good for Ning Shaoqiu to be punished and angry.
It can be said that Feng Yanming really fulfilled all the duties of a subordinate!
Where would Ning Shaoqiu let such a great hero kneel! hurriedly helped him up and said, "What is the crime of the Wind Mansion Lord? This king has to thank you for your hard work for my Lizhou City! ”
Saying that, Ning Shaoqiu bowed solemnly: "This worship is for the people of Lizhou, thank you Lord Fengfu!" ”
The wind is strict and can't dodge, so he can only bear it.
The two talked happily afterwards, the trace of the survivors in Feng Yanming's heart in the past had disappeared because of the prejudice in the past, and the more he understood, the more he felt that Ning Shaoqiu's change was too great, if the time was right, it was not that there was no chance to completely eradicate Lizhou City, but unfortunately he could not witness this historic moment.
Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Feng Yanming set off with the escort of more than 100 people, Ning Shaoqiu took Yu Sibao and Wei Chi Gong out of the city to send them a few miles, and then reluctantly said goodbye again and again.
Feng Yan Ming rode away, and finally glanced at Ning Shaoqiu, who was still standing in place, and shouted: "His Royal Highness King Ming take care, he will have a chance one day, and Weichen will get drunk with His Highness again!" ”
The sound blew with the wind outside the city, drifting in the air, and the words of the wind were only born of a momentary feeling, both of them knew that the emperor's order was above, and he would have no chance to have a chance in the future.
The wind blew colder, and it hurt a little on Ning Shaoqiu's face.
Tightening the clothes on his body, Ning Shaoqiu said to Yu Sibao: "It's going to be cold this day!" Make a batch of cotton robes in advance, and send them to the people in the city when the time comes! ”
Yu Sibao didn't answer, just nodded.
Ning Shaoqiu took one last look at the back of the distant Feng Yanming, and rubbed his hands: "Let's go!" Return! ”
After Feng Yanming left, it would definitely not work if the Daimyo's Mansion was left without people, so Yu Sibao and Wei Chigong immediately took office and moved into the Daimyo's Mansion. Marolodi then returned to Black Wind Village. The Ming Palace, which was still a little lively yesterday, was left with Ning Shaoqiu alone in a blink of an eye.
"No wonder the melancholy of the ancients is more fierce than that of future generations!" Ning Shaoqiu can be regarded as having experienced Li Bai's so-called Peach Blossom Pond is thousands of feet deep, which is not as deep as Wang Lun's affection, and it can be regarded as understanding what kind of situation it is like to see the blue sky of the lonely sail in the distance. Originally, Ning Shaoqiu was a little disdainful when he read these sentences in the book, but he just said goodbye! It's like he can't see it, and now when it really happens to him, he wants to recite a poem.
Jun asked that the return date was not scheduled, and the night rain in Bashan rose in the autumn pool. This kind of mood is really not something that modern people can experience.
Of course, he can't really recite poetry, although this time and space is different from the time and space he is in, but he still can't do this kind of thing, let alone say that these poems are all made by himself, after all, his face is a little thin!
After Li Yin'er finished cleaning in the back room, she saw Ning Shaoqiu wandering around the yard alone, still reciting words in her mouth, so she walked over in curiosity and patted him on the back.
Ning Shaoqiu, who was immersed in sadness, was frightened by such a shot, and subconsciously turned around with a kick. Fortunately, Li Yin'er has practiced behind him for a while these days, and her reaction is quite fast, and she narrowly avoided this time.
"What are you doing? Such a big reaction! Li Yin'er was unceremoniously, rolled her eyes, gave him a big white eye, patted her undulating chest, obviously a little afraid. A few days ago, when Ning Shaoqiu taught her to practice martial arts, she had seen it with her own eyes, and the wooden stick with the thick legs of the elephant was directly kicked and broken with just one kick, if this kick was real, I am afraid that she would not have a good time this winter.
Looking at Li Yin'er, who was full of resentment, Ning Shaoqiu also scratched his head in embarrassment, this time he obviously reacted a little bigger, but since he was assassinated by the shadow, his spirit has been tense, especially when he is alone, the subconscious reaction is more aggressive. This time he really almost hurt Li Yin'er, but fortunately, at the last moment, he saw clearly that the comer was restrained, otherwise with Li Yin'er's three-legged cat's kung fu, he might not be able to dodge.
Ning Shaoqiu, who knew that he was wrong, hurriedly admitted his mistake and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this king wants to do something!" This was a little overreacted when I was suddenly frightened, and I asked Yin'er not to blame! ”
Li Yin'er snorted coldly, turned her head and ignored the words, obviously not accepting Ning Shaoqiu's way of admitting her mistakes.
Ning Shaoqiu had a big headache, thought about it carefully, and said, "Why don't Miss Yin'er talk about it, how should this king make amends?" ”
Li Yin'er was silent for a while, her eyes rolled around, and she said slyly: "In this way, if you tell me your name, I won't be angry!" ”
As soon as these words came out, Ning Shaoqiu's expression changed, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he was still strange! Why is Li Yin'er so angry today, I haven't been able to get his name for a long time, so it's like this!
The more Ning Shaoqiu thought about it, the more funny she felt, and she couldn't help laughing, Li Yin'er was thin-skinned, how could she stay stunned when she was tricked like this, she stomped her feet with a flushed face, and said angrily: "Ignore you!" ”
He turned around and left the courtyard and went where he was going!
Ning Shaoqiu shook her head, this little girl is also easy to be shy.