The summer wind has a strong heat, and many people know that there is a hustle and bustle in the branches, so Ding Yi was at the door of the study, sleeping under the tree where these cicadas lived, opened his arms, and smiled: "Idiot." Wan Zhen'er threw herself into Ding Yi's arms like this, completely ignoring the etiquette of this world, and hugged her tightly, and she was probably a person who had hugged countless times in her dreams.

Even though Ding Yi just treated her as a student, she didn't care.

She hasn't experienced the sinister harem yet, she still has a bit of innocence, and her youth has not been consumed in Zhu Jianshen, a villain. She hugged Ding Yi, buried her head in Ding Yi's arms, and cried bitterly, Wan Zhen'er, who entered the palace at the age of four, no matter how much Empress Dowager Sun liked her, childhood was missing for her.

Her tears wet Ding Yi's robe, and she enjoyed the warmth of Ding Yi caressing the back of her head, which made her feel dependent. At this moment, she found a lot of empty sustenance in Ding Yi, the figure of Langjun in her dream, the concern of her brother, and the generous embrace of her father - he was not the father who sent her into the palace ruthlessly for wealth, he was a great hero who could not be stopped, so that she could feel at ease.

After half a stick of incense, she reluctantly let go of Ding Yi.

With Zhang Mao gone, she kept looking back, looking at Ding Yi who was standing at the door of the study with a smile in her sleeves, until the corridor turned several corners, and she could no longer see Ding Yi's figure, she still walked a few steps and looked back, Zhang Mao couldn't stand it, and said to her: "Lao Wan! Out of sight! ”

"The tree, I can see the tree, and the gentleman is under the tree." She said quietly.

In her heart, Ding Yi occupied it all like this.

Ding Yi shook his head at this time and walked into the study, his abdominal muscles, in this tight embrace, he could wear through his clothes. What I feel is not the softness of a woman's chest, but her hard abdominal muscles. Suddenly, Ding Yi understood a little why Zhu Jianshen was so attached to her when he grew up, and Empress Dowager Sun didn't ask Wan Zhen'er to take care of Zhu Jianshen for no reason.

She has a very good kung fu foundation, although she has never practiced any actual combat, she has never seen blood or killed anyone, and she can't be compared with Ding Ruyu, but the palace is not a battlefield, and she has her skills to protect the prince. It's also an extra layer of insurance. Perhaps, in the years that followed, she and Zhu Jianshen also experienced a lot of things that made the latter unforgettable, as recorded in the history books, Zhu Jianshen said that Wan Zhen'er stroked him with his hands. It will give him peace of mind, I'm afraid. It's not all about massage techniques. But in some plots, it was she who protected him, his father and mother were imprisoned in Nangong, and she was the only one who sheltered him from the wind and rain, so she was by her side, so she taught him peace of mind, right? And after she died. Even if Zhu Jianshen is the Son of Heaven, he can no longer find that feeling of peace of mind, so he will die in a short period of time? Yes and no. Ding Yi didn't know, this was just his conjecture, when did history open up all the truth?

When Liu Yiyi entered the study to urge Ding Yi to leave, he sniffed, but chuckled: "The husband is talented, but he is pampering which servant, if it is cute, he will accept the house." It was just a sour taste, but it spread in her heart. When a woman arrives at such a thing, she is always more shrewd than any of the judges.

They can always find clues, and even if they clear everything, the inexplicable sixth sense can always teach them to detect something unusual. Ding Yi frowned and said to her: "A girl who wants to devote herself to my door to learn arithmetic, very pitiful, since she has left her father, lonely, when she left, she looked at me like her father, and pounced on her body and cried bitterly. Don't make a fuss about this, her identity is a little special. ”

"British Mansion ......" Liu Yiyi finally couldn't help but ask.

Ding Yi laughed loudly: "If it is the one, the husband will definitely go and tell you immediately." "If it was that one, Ding Yi would be very different, but he wouldn't teach her to go like this. It's a pity that it's not, she doesn't come here now, it seems that she really feels that Ding is too high-risk, avoid contact so as not to be affected.

But Ding Yi also knew that she was right.

The only woman who made him feel excited in the Ming Dynasty, he chose to respect her wishes, or work harder, not necessarily hopeless, at least Ding Yi vaguely felt that she might not have a good impression of herself, but she still had a trace of curiosity. Dante was afraid, afraid that if there was any change in herself, if there was any deviation in the historical direction of the Dao that she knew, would she become ashes with her.

So he turned away, as he wished.

Liu Yiyi knew very well what was going on, because Ding Yi didn't intend to hide this thought. In the word love, women have never been stupid, only whether they are willing to understand, although Ding Yi did not speak, but the unconcealed manners, words and deeds are enough for her to understand all this.

He didn't say anything more about it, and she didn't ask again.

Because her appearance does not match the aesthetics of this era, she is easy to be satisfied and happy.

Ding Yi naturally stayed in Rongcheng, and following her to Beijing has added a lot of happiness to her heart.

"Fifty craftsmen and their families and apprentices, Liu Tie just sent someone to report that these craftsmen have gone outside the city, waiting to leave with us to return to Rongcheng." Liu Yiyi held Ding Yi's arm and said softly, with such a nasal voice, it was a little bit of indulgence and coquettishness of the wife in front of her husband.

As soon as Ding pulled out his hand, he hugged her and looked at her in surprise: "Fifty craftsmen? Lady, you profiteer! The husband will punish you on behalf of the moon! "Fifty craftsmen plus family members, apprentices, I'm afraid it's three or two hundred people, Wang Zhen was in power before, Ding Yi and the British Gong Zhang Fu talked about the conditions for a long time, but only got a dozen craftsmen.

"Don't, don't! Husband, the ...... in broad daylight "Daytime prostitution is a difficult thing to accept for a serious woman in this era, so Liu Yiyi struggled very resistantly, Ding Yi saw her refuse very seriously, so he printed his cherry lips, and said with a smile that he would go back to Rongcheng and call her good-looking.

She broke free, straightened her dress with a red face, but urged Ding Yi to leave quickly, so she walked out with broken steps, calling the maid to come and help Ding Yi freshen up. Ding Yi looked at her graceful back, and felt that it was a very freehand day, in this Ming Dynasty. He never found out that Liu Yiyi was still a woman after all, if it wasn't for him in his arms, seeing the tear-stained clothes on his chest, maybe she wouldn't have struggled violently, who knows? The cicadas are still calling, and they are the only ones in the world who know everything.

On the official road in the suburbs of Beijing, there are three top-notch guests sitting in the newly opened herbal tea shop, they are richly dressed, the carriages and horses are tied to the outside of the herbal tea shop, the slaves stay in the shade of the tree to enjoy the shade, and five hundred guards are passing outside the herbal tea shop.

"Evil art, this person is rumored to have evil arts, and the night can take people's souls, originally I didn't believe it, but today I saw Fang Zhi I'm afraid it's really such a thing!" Servant Kui Yu lowered his voice, but he couldn't suppress the panic in his heart, he said to Yelulie, "Young master, this is obviously a puppet army that has been robbed of his mind by evil magic!" ”

Yelulie didn't speak, holding the tea bowl and looking at the army passing in front of the tea shop, until the five hundred guards were over, those messy craftsmen and their families and apprentices, under the protection and maintenance of more than a dozen horsemen, followed the front guard team, Yelulie put down the tea bowl, but said to Xiao Tienu: "These guards, what do Tienu think?" ”

"The so-called elite tiger ben, I'm afraid that's it." Xiao Tienu tapped lightly on the table, shook his head and said, "This is not an escort, this is an army, there are sentinel cavalry, there are flank sentinels, and the baggage is followed behind, and it is guarded by the light cavalry superintendent." Even if they walk on the official road of the Ming Dynasty, they are still like they are in enemy territory. This is definitely not a guard, not a single guard is like this. ”

Yelulie nodded and said, "The commander of this army doesn't care about the robbery of the baggage at all, and he doesn't disperse his forces to sandwich the baggage bag in the middle...... This is a bait, whoever comes to rob the baggage, the elite tiger in front of him will be able to fight without delay as soon as the formation is displayed......"

The servant Kui Yu didn't seem to think so, and he said to Yelulie: "Young master, isn't it? Just those 500 puppet soldiers? Don't listen to Xiao boy's nonsense, return the tiger Ben, it's a puppet soldier who has been robbed of his mind, give me a thousand iron horses! Rushing directly into battle and leveling them is just a matter of moments! ”

Xiao Tienu didn't say anything, just smiled, picked up the tea bowl and sipped the herbal tea; Yelulie did not refute the words of the servant Kui Yu, stood up and looked at the procession of craftsmen who were passing by, and a soldier on a horse turned his head to look over, Yelulie smiled on his face, raised his hand, and praised in his mouth: "Da Ming is mighty!" The soldier smiled at him and nodded, and in a moment the horse galloped past the door of the herbal tea shop.

The servant Kui Yu who was squatting on the bench said to Xiao Tienu quite proudly, "What's the matter? Don't you usually like to disagree with me? Only now do I know that Brother Kui's knowledge is not comparable to you? I'm not afraid to tell you, only teach 1,000 iron cavalry, divide 100 elite cavalry to kill all those outposts and flanks, and then use 100 elite cavalry to assault the baggage, and the remaining 800 cavalry will be crushed head-on, three rounds of projectiles, and the ...... of the Chinese army will be smashed."

"Brother Servant Kui, huh?" Xiao Tienu raised his eyes, hooked his finger at the servant Kui Yu, and motioned for him to get closer, "Do you know Zhao Kuo?" That's right, it's the one on paper, well, the little brother thinks that that one is really more than one layer stronger than you! If Brother Tai and Zhao Kuo were born in the same era, and they want to talk about the infamy of the ages, they don't have to be borne by Zhao Kuo. (To be continued......)

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