Chapter 598: Writing Poems for My Wife
Bang bang bang
Continuous applause came from the back hall, and in this empty tavern, it was particularly loud.
The curtain was lifted, and three men in civilian clothes, with sinister smiles on their faces, walked out of the back hall.
Lu Cheng, who was cramping in his abdomen, changed his face greatly after seeing these people.
It turned out that these three people had all been hunters under Cheng Cheng. Some time ago, it was they who accompanied him to do the explosion at the gate of the city. It's just that at that time, the four of them acted separately. At that time, after Cheng Cheng escaped, he thought that these subordinates were dead and dead. But I didn't expect to meet them here.
Now, they are here, daggers in hand, sneers on their faces, and it is self-evident what is going on.
Xucheng did a lot of calculations, but he didn't count that the few brothers who called him brothers and sisters on weekdays actually treated each other's people.
Lu Cheng knocked the table down, and with a bang, pulled out the steel knife, panting, and staring at these people with blood-red eyes.
"You betrayed me?" Cheng Cheng gasped, his body undulating sharply like a broken bellows. On his face, beads of sweat the size of beans poured down, as if they were symptoms of poisonous hair. Turning his head, he stared at the shopkeeper on the side and shouted.
After seeing that the three catchers were about to come out, the shopkeeper suddenly lost the nervousness and fear just now. Seeing that the poisonous hair was about to die, he dared to kill himself. The shopkeeper smiled, didn't look scared at all, and said in a weird manner: "Lord Chengcheng, I'm really embarrassed." Your life-saving grace is too heavy. The villain can't afford it, so he has to do it. ”
The shopkeeper shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said: "If there is a next life, it is not too late for the villain to change, I believe that Lord Chengcheng, you must be able to understand the villain's distress, right?" ”
"Thief, I'll kill you!" The poison attacked the heart, and the eyes were already black. At this time, after hearing the ridiculous taunt of this bastard, Lu Cheng was suddenly furious, grabbed the knife, dodged, and rushed forward.
When the tip of the knife was about to stab into the chest of the stunned shopkeeper, a knife that was inserted diagonally hit Lu Cheng's waist knife with a snap.
With a clang, the weak performance was caught off guard. The knife in his hand was knocked to the ground at once.
And the sneered and caught quickly, took advantage of the situation, and kicked on the waist of Chengcheng.
Syllable......
Cheng Cheng's body shook violently and fell to the ground with a thud. smashed over a table, chair and bench.
The crackling of tables and chairs was heard, and sawdust flew everywhere.
Lying in a ruin, he was covered in blood. Lying on the ground, gasping for air.
Catch quickly walked to Xucheng's side, slowly stopped, and condescendingly looked at Xucheng, who was covered in blood and lying on the ground, only incoming in and not out.
The catcher quickly pulled out a short knife from behind. As if showing off, he pulled a knife flower in front of Lu Cheng's eyes, and then the tip of the knife was pointed down, against Lu Cheng's heart.
With the light of faith flashing in his eyes, he lowered his head and said calmly to Lu Cheng: "Buddha, let me say hello to you!" Also, your family has gone west. You can look at it! ”
After whispering in Lu Cheng's ear, he held the handle of the knife with one hand and stabbed it down hard.
With a thud, the sharp knife instantly pierced Lu Cheng's chest, and black blood spurted out along the blade wound.
And at this moment, a sharp sound instantly crossed the space.
Jump......
A white feather arrow was firmly inserted into the forehead of the fast catcher. The white feather behind him was still trembling slightly.
The catcher's eyes widened, still maintaining the calm look he had just now. His body shook, plopped, and fell to the ground on his back.
Immediately afterwards, a dense rain of arrows broke through the window in an instant.
Crackling, raining arrows, clanging on tables, chairs, counters. The large and small wine jars placed behind the counter were also shot, and the clear wine, with a cold taste, mixed with the smell of blood. Spread throughout the tavern.
The shopkeeper, who couldn't dodge, was shot and killed on the spot. Up and down, full of more than a dozen feather arrows, like a hedgehog. At this time, he fell in a pool of blood, his legs and feet twitched, as if he was dying of anger.
And the two catchers standing next to the shopkeeper, one was shot in the neck artery, at this time, the catcher fell to the ground, covering his neck in vain, opening his mouth wide, and breathing hard. It's just that the moment you open your mouth, scarlet blood flows out of your mouth uncontrollably.
The other catcher was shot through the thigh by a crossbow, and at this time, the catcher who was hiding behind the counter lowered his head vigorously, holding the bleeding thigh, and his face was pale.
There was a bang, and the door panel was kicked open.
Five samurai dressed in green clothes, like a surging tide, rushed in in an instant.
After entering, four of the Tsing Yi warriors walked directly behind the counter. In the miserable howl of the catcher shouting not to kill me, not to kill me, he was taken out.
The Tsing Yi warrior led by the leader squatted beside Xucheng.
"Who are you?" Lu Cheng was as angry as a gossamer, looked at the Tsing Yi warrior squatting in front of him with a sloppy gaze, and asked in a low voice.
"Imperial Guard!" The warrior in Tsing Yi looked at the front of him, this is no longer good, and replied lightly.
When Cheng Cheng heard this, a bright color flashed in his gray eyes. I opened my mouth, but I could only hear the sound of Yiyiya.
Yan Yunwei frowned, leaned down, and put his ear to Xucheng's mouth.
It wasn't until he memorized all the words that Cheng Cheng said that Yan Yunwei slowly straightened up. After glancing at the Chengcheng who was already dead of anger under him. Yan Yunwei turned his head, and his cold gaze was aimed at the body of the person who had been hit by an arrow in the thigh, and his face was pale.
"Take it away!"
The team leader of Yanyunwei just glanced at it and turned to leave.
Behind him, the four Yanyun guards picked up the simply bandaged catcher and hurriedly left the tavern full of corpses.
Out of the door, the last Yanyun guard casually closed the door, and by the way, he also hung up the lock.
He raised his feet and walked down, but saw his companion look at him, and then walked over.
"What's wrong?"
Yan Yunwei, who was walking down, looked at his companion in confusion.
His companion smiled, walked over, picked up the wooden board that had been thrown on the ground, and hung it upright on the door. Then he took a step back, glanced at it, and smiled with satisfaction.
On the board, four words were written: "Closed for business!" ”
……
In the back garden of the government.
The autumn wind hits, the lake is rippling, and the lotus leaves move with the wind. By the lake, in the bamboo forest, the leaves are falling. The dark green bamboo, with its withered yellow leaves, presents a brightly colored picture.
In the distance, the maple forest like a fire cloud is particularly eye-catching in the autumn wind where everything is withering.
The autumn wind blows, the maple forest sways gently, and the leaves fall one after another in the rustling sound. It rains down like a rain of fire, and it's spectacular.
In the small pavilion by the lake, there was a woman's chuckle.
Occasionally, there will be bursts of silver bell-like urgings: "One more, one more, okay, Xianggong!" ”
"Good!" The man's happy agreement elicited a joyful cheer from the women.
The one who was playing in the back garden was naturally Lu Heng's family.
Taking advantage of today's good weather, the autumn scenery is beautiful.
Lu Heng took his family to the back garden of the mansion to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
……
Early in the morning, the women heard Lu Heng say that they could come out today, so they were wearing their best-looking clothes with great interest. Then one by one, they came out of the house, blushing.
Then, he walked up to Lu Heng with a smile, raised his arms, and pulled up his skirt, like a flower butterfly, and spun around in front of Lu Heng. Shy, he asked softly, is it good-looking?
Looking at the woman in front of her, Lu Heng nodded hurriedly.
When Liu Qingqing wore that, when the two first met, the blue lace-trimmed skirt moved lightly from the room, and came out of the room shyly. Lu Heng's heart was completely melted.
The autumn wind is cool, and the leaves are yellow and falling. 、
In late autumn, the temperature is very low. Especially in the foggy Chengdu, it is even more damp and cold.
But these infatuated women, in order to make themselves more pleasing to the eye. But in this harsh autumn wind, I put on a long skirt in midsummer.
looked at Su Qianqian standing on the side, wearing a red dress, Wang Tingzhi in a goose yellow dress, and Ouyang Ruolan who was pink and shy.
There is also ......, the blue inlaid dress that Lu Heng will never forget.
One by one, the women who are infinitely shy, turned this deep autumn season when everything withered into a spring of red flowers and willows in an instant.
In the cold autumn wind, the women shivered from the cold. However, they are still smiling smartly, their beautiful eyes are circulating, and they are looking forward to it.
Moved in his heart, Lu Heng took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at the woman in front of him with a smile in his eyes. He smiled and spread his arms.
"Xianggong!" A group of women, you push me, I push you, blushing and humbling each other.
"Come along!" Lu Heng said with a smile.
The women pursed their lips and smiled lightly, then stepped forward, blushing, and gently approached Lu Heng's arms.
Lu Heng held the woman's waist, buried his head, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, thank you!" ”
Putting aside the ups and downs of life, just for the four beauties in front of him, God is really not thin for him Lu someone!
……
When they arrived at the back garden, Lu Heng took them all the way. Walk through the fiery maple forest and walk through the bamboo forest with fallen leaves. It was not until they arrived at the lakeside pavilion that a group of people rested and played here.
After seeing such a beautiful scenery in front of her, Su Qianqian coaxed and asked Lu Heng to make a poem.
But Lu Heng was really embarrassed, so he was ready to fool the past.
Unexpectedly, Su Qianqian's proposal was unanimously agreed by the other three daughters.
Moreover, Wang Tingzhi was still on the side, looking at Lu Heng with resentment, and complained to Liu Qingqing with a long sigh: "The poems that Xianggong used to make were all for others. I've never done it for our sisters, haven't you! Sister! ”
Liu Qingqing stretched out her hand and gently smoothed the hair floating in front of Wang Tingzhi's forehead. Turning his head, the beautiful eyes were swirling. looked at Lu Heng with a smile.
Being looked at by Liu Qingqing, Lu Heng immediately surrendered.
Seeing Yan Yunwei put on the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Lu Heng rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of and behind the desk. A group of women, with a shallow smile, gathered around.