Chapter Eighty-Eight: Open Your Mouth, Take Your Mouth

The Qi army completely retreated, and did not kill back the horse pistol or anything like that, and the head of Jinling City cheered with relief, and everyone carried the scarred Zhao Xian to wander around the army a few times, and only then began to go out of the city to clean up the mess at dawn.

Although Chen Qing was incredible, but it was a fact that the Northern Qi retreated, he was naturally very happy in his heart, and rewarded Zhao Xian well, specially found a small courtyard in the city, and specially bought a few servants, and personally sent them to Zhao Xian together with condolences, and also gave him a celebration banquet.

As for the report to the imperial court, Chen Qing thought about it for a long time, and did not dare to write that Zhao Xian was thrown outside the city, and he single-handedly wounded the enemy's main general and forced the enemy army to retreat.

How tragic and tragic this memo is, Chen Qing himself was moved by the old tears, and he ignored the superintendent Ning Mo, and directly sent the post station to send this recital.

It was written on the fold for the imperial court to see, but the people of Jinling clearly understood what was going on, one person and one horse forced back a thousand troops, which is estimated to be only the heavenly soldiers and generals can do it, the storyteller in the street, for a while there was a rhetoric, at the beginning of the new year, a stall was set up, saliva spurted to talk about the spectacular scene at that time, what: the unicorn armor beside him, holding the overlord gun, single-handedly killed into the enemy formation, where the armor was not left, the enemy Shi Yuan's mount was divided into two by the huge force, Lexa, the first fierce general of the Northern Qi Dynasty, was thrown away from his armor with a flick of his fingers, raised his hand and made a move of thousands of gods, and his big sleeves waved all over the sky.

Anyway, how to spread it, for a while, whether it was the soldiers in the army or the people in the city, they all sent Zhao Xian to help Liang resist the god of war of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and he was sent down by the Jade Emperor, and his prestige and voice even overshadowed Chen Qing, the commander of Jinling.

Many people even put Zhao Xian's ink portrait in the lobby, a stick of incense in the morning, noon and evening, and there are fruits and pig's heads and flowers in front of them.

Zhao Xian couldn't cry or laugh when he found out, I'm not dead, what are you doing with me?

Although Zhao Xian was not promoted, everyone knew that it was for sure, and the people who wanted to make friends in advance had broken through his threshold, and even the emperor's younger brother Xianwang sent people to condole, I heard that Zhao Xian was not yet married, and many matchmakers went to the door one after another to say goodbye, even being a concubine, and Zhao Dadu was very happy, but the next day these matchmakers all disappeared for no reason, making Zhao Xian look depressed.

Zhao Xian became famous in a battle, Hu Yidao as a surviving soldier, coupled with Zhao Xian's care and closeness, his status naturally rose, and he pulled the matchmaker who visited Zhao Xian all day long to discuss marriage, but unfortunately Zhao Xian was implicated, he was optimistic that those matchmakers also disappeared, and he carried a waist knife all day long, on the grounds of protecting Zhao Xian's safety, he was waiting for a new matchmaker at the door of Zhao Xian's house.

On the third day of the first lunar month, Zhao Xian was located outside the house in the prosperous area of Jinling, there were several majestic and high-spirited officers and soldiers of the beam, and the pedestrians passing by at the door glanced at them curiously and in awe, and even a few old women suddenly ran to the door and kowtowed, inserted three sticks of incense at the door, and then ran away with a happy face.

"Oops! You people, Brother Xian is not dead, what kind of incense do you put on people's doors during the New Year! Hu Yidao walked to the door with the handle of the knife, kicked the three sticks of incense out of the distance, patted the brand new armor on his body, his face was full of displeasure, this Chinese New Year is so unlucky to give people incense, what should I do if I really cursed Brother Xian to death, he is still counting on marrying a daughter-in-law.

Before the words fell, two more figures appeared in front of the house, the white clothes in front of her were like snow, her cheeks were quiet, the wind was blowing, blowing her long hair slightly floating, indifferent and elegant, noble and holy, just like a fairy-like person. Followed by a woman in a long red dress, with enlarged breasts and hips, graceful figure, and a little more bewitching than the predecessors, these two women one after the other, one is noble as a fairy, the other is charming like a fox, the temperament is completely different, and the general beauty of the life is really amazing.

Yah! Hu Yidao's small triangular eyes flashed violently, and he immediately stepped forward with a smile, and said with a smile: "Two big sisters, are you here to say kiss for others or for yourself?" In fact, my general has long had a crush, and he has always been honest with other women, although the two of you are quite attractive, but I am afraid that you will not be able to enter the eyes of my general. ”

Seeing that the master didn't react, Yijun smiled a few times and said, "Then I don't know what this handsome little general should do with the slave family?" ”

"Ahem!" Hu Yidao straightened his chest, hooked the hair in front of his forehead quite windily, looked at the pretty red, shy and timid Yijun, and suddenly felt familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he remembered that this was not the Birou girl from Dihuafang. Hu Yidao was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Brother Xian to be so attractive, even the Oiran of Dihuafang was sent to the door to give him a hug, this girl was Zhao Xian's old friend, he estimated that he had no chance.

Hu Yidao thought about it so far, and couldn't help but glance at the beautiful woman in white next to him, this woman had never seen it, and her face was serious and seemed to be very fierce, but he discussed the way of men and women with people all year round, and understood that most of this kind of women were cold on the outside and hot on the inside, although they were reserved and could not extricate themselves once they fell, and they were obedient to their husbands and gentlemen. This woman doesn't use powder, but her willow eyebrows are like smoke, fresh and elegant, like a hollow valley orchid, which makes people can't take their eyes off, but it is also worthy of his beard.

Hu Yidao's eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "Back in Changzhou, everyone knew the name of 'Chengnan Little Overlord' Zhao Xian, but no one didn't know me." Chengnan Hu Yidao's name, Chinese New Year's Eve the night of the battle, I have always accompanied Brother Xian, the Qi soldiers who died in my hands are not a thousand but also eight hundred, compared with Brother Xian's might, this girl in white must be admired by the name of our general, but my general only likes hot beauties, you may not be able to enter his eyes, it just so happens that I Hu Yidao is seventeen years old, dignified, innocent, and unmarried...... Hey? Human? ”

Hu Yidao only felt a gust of breeze blowing, and there was no one in front of him, looking for it on the street, the two beauties had long since disappeared, and he couldn't help but ask the snickering soldier next to him strangely: "Have you seen those two beauties?" ”

"I've gone in early, Brother Dao, if you just blow nonsense, aren't you afraid that we will all cut you?" The thin soldier said with a smile on his face.

"Go, go, who am I?" Hu Yidao shook his hair, sat on the threshold coldly, and said in a loud voice: "I think back then, Brother Xian and I went to the Changzhou Cultural Conference single-handedly, and suppressed all the talented people in Jiangnan in a few words......"

Zhao Xian's house is a small courtyard with two entrances, and there are several servants living in the outer house, all of whom were warmly sent by Chen Qing. Zhao Xian knew that Chen Qing was afraid that he would retaliate against him and closed the city gate in advance, if he didn't accept this gift, he probably wouldn't sleep well, and Zhao Xian was already angry in his heart, so he didn't even accept it directly, so he took it as compensation.

Originally, there were a few maids who were still smart, but unfortunately Zhao Xian didn't have time to see it, and Huang Tiantian took his grandfather and grandmother to kill him. In order to leave a perfect impression, Zhao Xian could only sternly refuse, leaving only a servant woman who cooked, usually they all lived outside, and Zhao Xian was in the inner house.

Because it has not been two days since I moved in, everything in the house is newly packed and neat, because there are few people living in it, it seems a little deserted.

Yijun and her master came in, turned the hanging flower door and entered the inner house, and saw a large number of gifts in the courtyard, coral, porcelain and other things were everywhere, calligraphy and paintings and other things were placed at will, and there were a few pieces inserted in the flower pots.

Yijun was very distressed, wouldn't this ruin these famous paintings, she immediately ran over and picked up the painting from the flower bed, unfolded it, but saw that the painting was not black and white, it was actually painted, the painting was a plump and moving [***] beauty, she was half kneeling on the collapse, with a piece of red silk around her waist, covering the shame with one hand, the slender waist collapsed slightly, the delicate eyes turned around, Gu Pan Yanran, a man behind her buttocks was in a copulation state, this picture was a charming and moving**, or described**Fengyue.

"Boom!" Yijun and her master's cold face couldn't be maintained any longer, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, and Yijun also reinserted the painting into the flower bed with a red face, her face was red and she didn't dare to look up at her master, and said secretly: This guy is really angry to accept such filthy things, obscene and shameless......

"Ahh Tap... ......Suddenly, a heavy wheezing sound of a man came from the main room and drifted into the ears of Yijun and her master, who were cold-faced.

"Oh!" A girl's voice panting softly, sounding tired.

"Down, a little further... Oh! Yes, yes, this is it... Good every day... Oh... Comfortable......"

"Hmm..."

"Open your mouth... With ..."

"Hmm..."

"Don't bite ...... with your teeth"

"Ka!" There was a crisp sound, and a few cracks appeared on the stone floor, and the woman in white, who was indifferent just now, had an angry look on her face, put her hand on the soft sword at her waist several times, and slowly lowered it, turned her back and walked outside the courtyard.

"This nasty embryo!" Yijun's face was red, and he was angry in his heart, his usually charming and lovely cheeks were blue, and he hurriedly ran over and pushed open the door, and scolded coquettishly: "Shut up, bah, bah...... Dead Zhao Xian, what are you going to do again? ”

"Ahh Huang Tiantian screamed, fell off Zhao Xian's back in the air, and looked at the door angrily, but saw that it was the woman he met last time on the shore of Xuanwu Lake.

What is she here for? Huang Tiantian thought that in the past few days, the people who proposed marriage have been coming one after another, so that the people in the martial arts hall can't leave, this woman ran here, doesn't she want to recommend herself? There was a hint of hostility in her eyes.

There is a stove in the house, the temperature is much warmer, and there is nothing to do on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Zhao Xian only wears this close-fitting regular clothes and lies on the bed, with a circle of gauze tied on his head, and several wounds on his body are also tied, but he is full of red light, there is no injury at all, and there are a lot of parts in the house, ginseng, deer antler tiger whip or something, anyway, they are all given by others, and they are thrown everywhere at will.

At this time, Zhao Xian was holding a plate of sucrose, comfortably letting Huang Tiantian step on his back, he was very comfortable with his cute little feet, and the person who rushed in suddenly startled him, and a plate of white sucrose was poured on the bed.

"Yijun?" Looking up and seeing that it was Yijun, Zhao Xian was overjoyed, he didn't care about Yijun running away for no reason last time, but he didn't show up in the past few days, he couldn't help but be a little worried, if something happened to this chaos, it would be very bad.

Now that Yijun is back, Zhao Xian immediately got up from the bed, found a thick robe to put on his back, and said happily: "Yijun, where have you been these days?" And what does 'shut up' mean? In fact, he knew what she meant without asking Zhao Xian, and it could be seen from Yijun's angry reaction that he was just deliberately teasing her.

Seeing that Zhao Xian's clothes were intact, Yijun couldn't help but feel embarrassed on her face, she brushed the hair around her ears, her eyes rolled slightly, and she suddenly smiled: "I went to visit Master these days, and now I'm back, do I want to surprise you." ”

Although he pretended to be very natural, Yijun's face was still hot, and he didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Xian, for fear that he would accidentally expose what he wanted to do crookedly.

"Your master? I really want to see that it was that unreliable master who taught an apprentice like you. Zhao Xian beckoned Yijun to sit down at the table, and pushed a lot of candied snacks sent by others, shook his head and chuckled, just Yijun's frizzy temper, I really don't know what kind of master can teach it.

"I taught it." The woman in white walked in from the outside, her face was calm and quiet, but her eyes flashed a little unnatural, she walked in front of Zhao Xian, and said coldly: "Do you have an opinion?" ”

"Uh... No! Zhao Xian saw a very beautiful woman coming in, and he was a little happy, but the cold face that seemed to be owed her hundreds of thousands of taels of silver made Zhao Xian a little dissatisfied, got up and hugged his fists and said: "This... Eh, this master and sister don't know how to call it, in Xia Zhao Xian, the word can stand, you call me Xiao Xian. ”

Master's sister? There is such a title, but seeing Zhao Xian's sweet mouth, Yijun's face stretched a little, and he got up and walked to Huang Tiantian, who was standing on the side: "This sister, let's go out for a walk!" ”

Huang Tiantian looked at the two people who came in sourly, Zhao Xian ignored her when he saw the two, Huang Tiantian was depressed in his heart, seeing that this fox still wanted to drive her out, she was immediately dissatisfied: "Why? This is my house, so I won't go out with you. ”

"Bang!" A copper coin was inserted straight into the beam in the distance, and it was three points into the wood, but it only made a soft sound, Yijun proudly withdrew his finger, and said with a smile: "Little sister, do you want to learn martial arts?" ”

Huang Tiantian's eyes lit up, she had studied with the martial artists in the dart game for many years, but they were all fists and feet, she most longed for the kind of chivalrous girl who came and went, but unfortunately there was no famous teacher and professor, seeing Yijun showing this hand, she grabbed Yijun with some excitement and asked, "Can you teach me?" ”

"Of course, sister, I'm going to kill... Ahem, I'm a chivalrous woman with strong martial arts, of course I can teach you. Yi Junjiao laughed a few times, and ran out hand in hand with Huang Tiantian.

"Su Wanyun!" The woman in white snorted softly, sat on the small chair next to the table, and glanced up and down at Zhao Xian.

"Su Wanyun... Good name! Zhao Xian shook his long hair quite scratched, sat at the table and poured a cup of tea for Su Wanyun, and said with a smile: "It will be more fearful than a heron, and it is better to think about the residual snow at first." The breeze leads farther away, and the bright and lonely are high. Sister Wanyun's temperament, but it also matches very well. ”

"You've got a bit of wit!" Su Wanyun smiled lightly, glanced at Zhao Xian and said, "It's a pity that I'm not Yijun, these rhetoric is still reserved to please others." ”

Is there a mistake, I can't praise you, Zhao Xian smiled, looked at Su Wanyun, who was cold and made people shudder, and asked curiously: "Master Wanyun, you are here today, I don't know what is going on?" ”

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