Wu Zong's net was opened, and the old bustard of the Bamboo Forest Pavilion cherished the scepter for twenty years and was fined a thousand taels of gold. The Bamboo Forest Pavilion is good for itself, and if it dares to violate the criminal law in the future, it will not be tolerated if it is severely punished.

In the uproar of the Bamboo Forest Pavilion incident in Chang'an City, the board was raised high, but it fell gently. In order to set an example, it is a pity to receive the punishment of the 20th National Congress of the Communist Party of China in the courtyard of the Bamboo Forest Pavilion.

Here, the Jinwuwei soldiers held up the thick boards, and the girls around them were already sobbing.

Jiang Yao, Jiang Xin, and Wen Tingyun stayed by the side. Every time the board fell, it seemed to hit them in the heart.

Jiang Yao's hands were clenched into fists, and his nails dug deep into his flesh. Jiang Xin lowered his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it directly. Wen Tingyun looked at the sky with tears rolling in her eyes.

It's a pity that she is also delicate and expensive, and after a few boards, beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down her face. After more than ten strokes, it was a pity that the skin had opened and the flesh had bloomed, and he fainted in pain.

Unfortunately, he was carried back to the room, his eyes were already closed, and his face was pale. Zheng was supported by Yan'er to visit his daughter.

Zheng hugged his daughter, wailed and cried, and unfortunately lay on the bed, stunned by his mother's earth-shattering cry.

Zheng was in front of the bed, and Jiang Yao whispered, "Auntie, I will treat the wound for pity." ”

Zheng patronized and cried bitterly, but Jiang Yao's words were not heard in his ears. Jiang Yao carefully took off his shirt on the side.

Zheng stood up with a hula and raised his hand to push Jiang Yao away. "Yan'er, are you wood? Go find Lang Zhong. ”

The pity of the underwear stained the wound, Jiang Yao moved his fingers, and sighed in pain. Jiang Yaojun's face tightened; "Auntie, I'm Langzhong."

Pity and endure the pain, as thin as a mosquito and a fly, calling "Mother." Zheng knelt in front of his daughter's bed and wiped her sweat with a handkerchief, "Daughter, my mother is here, I'm not afraid." Mother is with you. ”

It is a pity that the skin of the buttocks and thighs is swollen and high, and the flesh and blood are blurred. Jiang Yao reached out to check, but fortunately it didn't hurt his muscles and bones.

Butterfly brought a silver basin, and inside was a high degree of wine that had been burned. Jiang Yao dipped hot wine with clean gauze to clean the wound.

Zheng didn't dare to look at it, and couldn't help but peek at it. Jiang Yao's technique is neat and gentle. After sterilization, wait for the wine to dry. Apply ice musk powder to the wound.

Jiang Yao's clothes were guarded by the bedside. Unfortunately, I lay face down for a night, the wound hurt, and I woke up from my dream from time to time. The dreams are all scenes of boarding.

Every time I opened my eyes, I looked at Shang Jiang Yao with concern. Those soul-soothing eyes were bloodshot, and he hadn't slept peacefully for days.

The wound hurts from one to the other. Xi Xi wrinkled his brows and squeezed out a smile, "Brother, my sister is a person who died once, and her life is very hard." What can I do with these boards? ”

Jiang Yao leaned forward and smiled gently; "Sister, your smile," he paused, smiling at her.

It's a pity to work harder to smile. Jiang Yao's smile deepened; "It's worse than crying."

"Stinky boy, dare to hack your sister?" I clenched my pink fist and strained my body slightly, "Oops." She exclaimed.

Jiang Yao held the hand of pity and said apologetically, "Sister, I'm sorry." ”

He is the owner of the Bamboo Forest Pavilion, but he has to regret to accept it instead of him. Jiang Yao couldn't bear it.

Xi turned his face sideways and faced Jiang Yao, "What's wrong with you?" The fault lies in the inherent evil of human nature. I never thought that the person I poured the most effort into would dig a big hole in the bamboo forest. ”

Jiang Yao brought the warm ginseng soup on the charcoal basin, "Sister, you wait and see." ”

It remains to be seen who will fall into the pit and who will be buried in the pit. Jiang Yao's eyes crossed with a hint of fierceness.

After a night, she woke up and dreamed for a while, and Jiang Yao fed her bird's nest and ginseng soup a few times in the middle. Jiang Yao didn't close his eyes all night.

After staying up for a few nights in a row, no matter how immortal the person is, he is also contaminated with fireworks. Jiang Yao received Jiang Xin and Wen Tingyun with dark circles under his eyes and bloodshot eyes the next day.

It's a pity to be wrapped in a quilt, and only his face is exposed. Ice musk powder is very effective, and it hurts less than yesterday.

Wen Tingyun crossed his arms and stood in front of the bed, his eyes were clear and pure, "The eight-faced old bustard, this will become a sick cat." ”

It's a pity to look at the nails painted with Kodan, "Don't look at it, it's a sick cat, it also has sharp claws." ”

She looked at Jiang Xin and asked, "Did you say anything to Honghong, let her plan for me for some time." ”

Wen Tingyun shook his head, "Everyone else has been bitten by a snake for ten years and is afraid of the well rope, you are asking for money and not dying." I am not afraid to find any reason for it next time, and I will be punished by fifty rods. Kill directly. ”

"Lang Lang Qiankun, I didn't do anything wrong, what are you afraid of? It's just the way of the villain. "It's a pity that the eyes are wandering, and I despise Wen Tingyun.

Wen Tingyun laughed, "It's a pity, I'm sending you a secret autumn wave." ”

It's a pity to be able to talk and laugh, and everyone is relieved.

Honghong assisted Jiang Xin in taking care of the Bamboo Forest Pavilion instead of Xixi. The reserve talents who have spent several years of painstaking training have lost two-thirds of them all at once.

In terms of fresh blood, the Bamboo Forest Pavilion is somewhat deficient in hematopoiesis. The girls are a little green at the moment. After this incident, the performance of the Bamboo Forest Pavilion declined.

After breaking into the Mansion at night, the Firefly Pavilion became famous. Jiang Yao sent Chunfeng to Chengde Domain, Xia Yue to Southwest Domain, and Dongshuang stayed in the capital. The Firefly Pavilion base camp is in charge of Winter Frost.

Since the imperial court chased and hanged the Lechuan Hall, the Lechuan Hall was broken into pieces and turned underground. I never took orders and did business again.

Firefly Pavilion seized the opportunity to expand its power. The three of Winterfrost recruit troops in three areas. The funds used are all from the Bamboo Forest Museum. The base camp of the Firefly Pavilion is set up in Jungnan Mountain.

In a small courtyard of Hepingfang, the jujube trees are full of inconspicuous flowers. A delicate and upright young man, practicing swords under a tree. The sword pointed at the point, and the jujube flowers fell.

An old man was lying on his side on a mattress, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and drinking slowly. There are words in his mouth: "Who has a big dream, I know it in my life." ”

The wine gourd was thrown casually, and it ran squarely towards the tip of the young man's sword.

The young man who danced vigorously listened to the sound and recognized the position, the tip of the sword swept by, the plug was provoked, and the moment the wine was about to tilt, the young man quickly reached out to catch it.

The boy put away his sword and went to the kitchen fire to take out a pheasant wrapped in yellow clay. The young man came to the old man with a burnt pheasant.

The old man sat up and picked up the chicken thigh with a smile, "Frost, it's delicious, and the craftsmanship is getting more and more sophisticated." ”

The boy is Dongshuang, "If you get the true inheritance of your grandfather, can you not improve?" ”

Who are you old man? It was the master of the world that King An had sent Su Xuanming to invite, the old man who stepped on the snow without a trace, and together with Nie Bo, he killed the Right God Ce Army and killed Yu Hongzhi.

After Wuzong ascended the throne, Li Deyu assisted Wuzong, and the monarch and ministers were single-minded. Li Xiang is also an iron-fisted figure, and Nan Ya has seen the light of day. The power of the eunuchs was contained. Yu Hongzhi's death, no one pursues the murderer anymore.

After waiting for the wind to pass, the old man reappeared in the rivers and lakes. Besides, in addition to the people who have a heart for King An, they find masters in the market.

Ordinary people really can't dream that the pickled old man who basks in the sun under the root of the wall every day and catches lice will be a master of the world.