Huang Xiancheng pointed out that Sang scolded Huaidi, but Yang Ling didn't think so: civil officials are cowardly, can they all let the Tartars come to disturb them, and can only retreat and defend the city, so aren't the foreigners more arrogant?

He seemed to listen respectfully, a pair of eyes swept around, only to see Wang Zhushu and Liu Dianshi, they only stood with their hands solemn, only the Jiang general was always ghostly, just like a bad student who was being reprimanded by the teacher, a pair of eyes also rolled around, and he looked at each other, and smiled heartily at each other.

Yang Ling's gaze swept over several sentinels standing at the door, and suddenly a familiar figure flashed in his eyes, and when he looked at it, he saw that Han Youniang also came at some point, standing against the wall, with a pair of big black and shiny eyes looking at him without blinking.

Finding that Yang Ling noticed her presence, Han Youniang subconsciously stuck out her tongue and quietly leaned against the wall. Yang Ling was anxious, this city was not sure when the war would start, and when the time came, she was still a teenage girl, what if she was injured?

Yang Ling glared at her fiercely and pouted at the door, Han Youniang bit her lip and flashed her eyes, obviously seeing his movements, but pretending not to know and drifted her eyes to the side.

Yang Ling frowned, staring at her, Han Youniang's face gradually became uncomfortable, her eyes wandered, and finally met Yang Ling's gaze. Yang Ling raised his eyebrows, then narrowed his eyes, his gaze turned on her face, and then dug into the bottom of it fiercely, the meaning of threat was in it.

Han Youniang's face turned red, since Yang Ling slapped her little buttocks, she seemed to have tasted the sweetness, as long as she was disobedient in the future, the Yang family law was spanking, at this time, looking at Yang Ling's vivid eyes, she naturally knew what her husband meant.

Old Master Huang was scolding and spitting, and suddenly found that Yang Ling was like a cramp, and said unconsciously: "Master Yang, what do you have to say?" ”

Yang Ling was startled and hurriedly said, "Huh? No, no, what Huang Lao said is that the students listen to the teachings."

Huang Xiancheng nodded with satisfaction, only then did he realize that he had been scolding for a long time on the topic, and he had not said any opinions on the construction surname, he licked his lips and began to sort out his thoughts.

Yang Ling glanced at Han Youniang again, and saw that her lips were pursed into a line, and a pair of charming big eyes were bent into a crescent moon, and she couldn't help but be a little deflated: "I really spoil this little girl a little too much, I used to be close to me and obedient, but now it's good, not only don't listen to me, but also look at my jokes."

Huang Xiancheng paced two steps, stood still and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, although the little prince has been harassing our border in recent years, he has never attacked military passes.

He raised his voice and said: "Now that the enemy is beginning to appear, the people in the city have already messed up, Feng Inspection, you immediately lead people to patrol the city, and the people are strictly forbidden to walk on the streets, anyone who takes advantage of the fire to rob, steal and rob, and spread rumors to confuse our army, will be beheaded on the spot, and must ensure that there is no chaos in the city!" ”

Inspector Feng said in surprise: "This adult, how can he kill people indiscriminately without the trial of the three divisions and the sage's royal pen?" ”

Huang Xiancheng sneered and said: "When the war breaks out, local officials have the right to decide, and they don't need to report to the Criminal Department, don't you even know this?" ”

Inspector Feng's face turned red, and he hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Yes, the subordinate obeys the order!" He turned around and hurried away with a group of subordinates.

Huang Xiancheng said again: "Hong Bantou, you take people to the warehouse of the Post Horse Department as soon as possible, and inform them to send rolling wood and stones, tung oil lime to the four cities."

Hong Bantou complimented. Huang Xiancheng said to Liu Dianshi again: "Lord Liu, please send some of the jailers in the prison out, and then notify the chief and lieutenant chief of each street and road, draw voters, and dig horse pits and lay horse rejection piles in the eastern, western, and southern city gates. ”

He also said to the king: "Lord Wang, you sit in the county office, report the military situation, and be responsible for arranging three meals for the soldiers."

Yang Ling listened to Huang Xiancheng's arrangement, and then he was convinced. He just saw that Lord Min was brave and fearless, and his own enthusiasm couldn't help but be stimulated, and he only felt that a vigorous battle with the Tartars was not in vain to be a man.

At this time, he calmed down and listened to Huang Xiancheng's arrangement, he thought that no matter whether he was attacking or defending, he must first have a stable rear, if he allowed the people in the city to gather on the streets, spread false rumors, and disturb the morale of the army, and the gossip was flying all over the sky, fear would spread like a plague, and then the people would not be able to calm down when they blew up their nests.

Moreover, there are only more than 200 officers and soldiers in the city now, and if all kinds of preparations are not planned now, I am afraid that it will be too late when the time comes.

The civil official walked all over the place, and Jiang Jiang saw that there was only a group of soldiers under his own command, so he touched his nose and said with a smile: "Lord Huang, the Tartars are still harassing under the city, and this official took people to the city to inspect and took his leave."

Huang Xiancheng arched his hand, watched them leave, let out a long sigh, sat down at the table, and said to Yang Ling: "Nephew Yang Xian, do you think that the old man is a little timid and afraid of fighting this time?" ”

Yang Ling stepped forward and poured him a cup of tea, and said respectfully: "Old Huang, the student is young and vigorous, and when he saw Lord Min's bravery, his mind was hot, and he also rushed to the city.

Thinking about it, it is still the proper arrangement of Huang Lao, Master Min is now the parent official of a county, and he should consider it holistically, taking into account the overall situation, if he only wants to be happy for a while, it will inevitably outweigh the losses, and the students have not fulfilled their responsibility to admonish, and it is really embarrassing to think about it at this moment. ”

Huang Qiyin smiled bitterly: "Don't you see that there are not many Tartars outside the city, they are directly attacking the military fortress this time, and they have a great appetite." This is a great opportunity for a good man to make contributions and defend the territory, you are still young, you should hone more."

Yang Ling caught a glimpse of Han Youniang tiptoeing out of the building, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, if you don't work for Huang Lao's orders, the students are duty-bound." Huang Lao took a break, and the students went outside to take a look at the armament."

Huang Qiyin twisted his beard and nodded with satisfaction, Yang Ling hurriedly came out, only to see a petite figure hurriedly disappearing into the shadows of the corner, and couldn't help laughing.

At this time, the snow has not stopped, and this is the highest point in the city, and the mountain wind between the two peaks in front of it pours in, and the wind is heavy and snowy. Yang Ling slowly paced downstairs in Shijiao, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky, letting the cold wind plop on his face with snowflakes, and he didn't make a sound for a long time, and the cold mountain wind blew his robe trembling.

The Tatars had ceased to harass their horses, and five huge fires were lit on the ground in the distance. Yang Ling's eyelids jumped, only a hundred and ten people could not capture Jimingyi, they braved the wind and snow to wait under the city, could it be that there would be a large army in the future?

A pair of shining eyes looked at Yang Ling in the shadow of the corner, the wind and snow hit his slender and thin body, Han Youniang finally couldn't help but walk out, pulled his sleeve distressedly, and whispered like a child who had made a mistake: "Xianggong."

Yang Ling sighed, lowered his head and looked at Han Youniang's eyes as clear as water, gently holding her immature face like picking up a handful of spring water, and said pityingly: "Young lady, you know martial arts, it's convenient for you to get out alone, if the city is really broken, you can take advantage of the chaos to escape and escape back to Yangjiaping!" Flee back to your mother's house."

Han Youniang lost her voice and said, "Xianggong, what are you talking about?" No matter what happens, of course I'm with you, how can I leave my husband alone and run for my life? ”

Yang Ling smiled, a little sentimental and reluctant, until this moment he realized that although there was no vigorous love, no romance between me and me, but unconsciously, this well-behaved and lovely girl had lived deeply in his heart.

He likes this girl, but he doesn't dare to accept her affection, sometimes he can't help but be intimate with her, and sometimes he deliberately distances himself from her, all kinds of contradictions because he knows how short his life is, so he prefers to maintain the existing situation.

It was not so easy to borrow the corpse to restore the soul and change his life against the sky, and the fire on the eve of Chinese New Year's Eve made him believe that his reincarnation career with many disasters and difficulties was about to begin.

He sighed, his fingers gently stroked Han Youniang's innocent and childish face, her cheeks were as cold as ice and slippery as jade, Yang Ling's eyes quietly jumped with a touch of tenderness, he suddenly couldn't restrain Han Youniang and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to crush her, and muttered: "How fortunate I am, it's good that I can form this relationship with you, if I suffer for two years, my heart will definitely hurt even more at that time." Young lady, promise me that if the city cannot be defended, you must escape, find a good family to marry, and don't let me still worry about you under the Nine Springs."

He mistakenly thought that the deadline was approaching, and he couldn't help but reveal his true feelings. Han Youniang will be wrong, only Dao Fujun is determined to live and die with the people of the city, even if the city is broken, he will never escape, but he is still worried that he is lonely and has no one to take care of her, and her beloved man has suddenly become a respectable hero in her heart.

She hugged Yang Ling with tears in her eyes, stuck to him in his arms and said: "Xianggong, you can rest assured to assist adults to defend the city, the young lady is your woman, no matter where you go, the young lady will follow you, if Xianggong is not there", she choked and said: "Then the young lady will also follow you under Jiuquan, and never steal life!" ”

Yang Ling was anxious when he heard this, pushed her away and said angrily: "Damn, what do you know? What's the use of dying with me? I just want you to live, why are you so stupid".

The lantern hanging on the corner tower illuminated Han Youniang's face full of tears, Yang Ling couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and he couldn't say anything anymore.

Han Youniang raised her head with tears in her eyes, and said childishly and seriously: "The young lady understands, the young lady knows that the husband loves me and pities me, but does the husband know that the young lady has been one with her husband in this life, if the husband is not there, how happy is the young lady born?" ”

Yang Ling's heart trembled suddenly, and under the reddish light, he suddenly found that this petite and innocent girl already had a kind of mature woman's charm between her eyebrows.

"Young lady, young lady", Yang Ling sighed movingly, hugged her in his arms again, and put his forehead against her bangs. The red lights on the corner tower are swaying, the light and shadow are blurred, and the heart-to-heart embrace shields a small world that only belongs to each other around the two. The wind and snow were far away all at once, and the strong intimate atmosphere made their hearts peaceful and quiet.

"In this world, I'm afraid that there is no woman who can make her heart as moved as she is", Yang Ling couldn't help but think.

Han Youniang hugged the man who loved her tightly: "God has given me the best husband", she thought contentedly, with a smile at the corner of her eyebrows and eyes.

Flying snow quickly put on a layer of white dress for the two people who hugged each other.