[Mission: Ask the player to change his stereotype in the mind of the third lady.] Overfulfilled. The reward has been doubled and has been distributed. 】

Yang Yuying: ......

Sooner or later kill the system.

However, she didn't want to scare Yao Huan.

Although the two have no mother-daughter fate, but the resentment has long been worn out, she planned to entertain the mother and son at first, anyway, they will be far away in the future, and they will get along as ordinary relatives.

It's a pity that she wants to be beautiful.

One is spoiled arrogantly by her current husband, and the other is spoiled wantonly by the marshal's father, both of whom are not good-tempered people.

Yang Yuying blinked twice, and slipped back to the house, let's still see less in the future, so as to save my mother from being angry one day.

She sighed twice, but Yao Huan was so angry that her chest was stuffy and her eyes were black, and it took a long time to slow down a little.

Yao Huan came to Dengzhou in person, and his daughter's matter was handled by the way, but the real purpose was to move her mother's tomb back to Beijing.

When the Yao family was assigned to Northern Xinjiang, Yao Huan's mother was seriously ill when she did not leave the capital, and she went to Northern Xinjiang within two years.

The Yao family was in a hurry when they returned to Beijing, and it was only recently that they remembered to move the old lady's grave back, don't look at Yao Huan's lack of maternal affection for Yang Yuying, but she has a deep friendship with her mother.

Please ask the famous feng shui gentleman in the capital to pick a feng shui treasure, the coffin himself stared at the building, the best sandalwood, and the funeral were also picked out by her little by little, and everything was prepared for her mother.

The dungeon was built three and a half years ago, designed by herself, and it contained all kinds of landscapes that her mother liked.

At the beginning, Yang Yuying heard people talk about this matter, and heard people praise Yao Huan's filial piety, and she felt a little strange in her heart.

Now she doesn't want to do so much, feeding the chickens every day, fishing, and occasionally teasing and coughing with an old gentleman whose name is not yet known, uh, teaching and learning.

Then it is to entertain the people under the government of Liu Zhifu to eat and drink together, Zhao Jin's poisoning case is still not over, although Lu Zhutou did not say it explicitly, but she can hear the voice, the poison is smeared on Zhao Jin's commonly used teacup, not she directed and acted by herself, it is also an acquaintance who committed the crime, but unfortunately the type of poison and the source of the poison have not been found.

Since it has nothing to do with herself, Yang Yuying doesn't pay attention to it, and more time she also uses it to appreciate the increasingly formed gang station, and the more she appreciates it, the more she loves it.

Her home station was designed by her and the marshal together, drawing on many well-known gardens and magnificent buildings in history, and the complete version will not be boring for people to live in it for a lifetime.

Now she has accumulated a total of 710 gold coins, and if she smashes them all, she can only build a relatively ordinary small garden, and she doesn't know when she will be able to restore it to its old appearance.

The garden is more and more spectacular day by day, the small and delicate eaves in the clouds and mist are like a phoenix that spreads its wings, a viewing verandah on the mountainside, facing the Flying Gorge, enjoying the wind, the moon, and the pomegranate flowers of the old turtle mountain are the best places.

Yang Yuying was leaning on the jade railing of the verandah to read a book this day, and the book was provided by the old man who was a little crazy, called Cuiyun Zhai Chess Score.

This thing is still a blue skill book, anyway, since she read this chess game, the chess skill has jumped up, which makes her feel very happy.

Looking at it, Yang Yuying looked stunned, and when she opened the small map, she saw two red dots appear in the bamboo forest on the left.

She slapped the stone pillar beside her, only to hear two screams rise one after another, and Yang Yuying waited for a while before getting up and going over.

Two men in gray robes hung from the tree in a net pocket, the net pocket was made of thorns, and it was full of small thorns as thin as cow's hair but hard and sharp, and at this time the two men had fainted to death, and their bodies were fainted and twitched from time to time.

The little secret agent of the Imperial City Division, who was hidden in the bamboo forest not far away, suddenly felt a chill on the soles of his feet, and his whole body hurt.

Yang Yuying informed Li Zheng to bring the villagers of Cuijiazhuang to take a look, and Li Zheng was startled when he saw it, "Visiting the country!" ”

Hurriedly beat gongs and drums to convene the villagers to discuss the matter.

Cuijiazhuang is located in the north of Xinjiang, the left and near are deep mountains, dense forests and valleys, bandits are rampant, those soldiers of the country are often harassed, the villagers are very vigilant, and they usually send patrols to investigate.

At this time, when he saw the spies of the country, he hurriedly sent someone to send the prisoner to the Yunhai County Ya and report the county order.

Yang Yuying was thoughtful, could it be that the catastrophe of Cuijiazhuang was ahead of schedule?

She settled in Cuijiazhuang because she met the soldiers of the country who would pretend to be bandits to rob the village, although she was rescued, she was greatly insulted, so she had a knot in her heart and was puzzled for many years.

Therefore, when I came back this time, I planned to monitor carefully, set up an ambush in advance, and take a good breath.

In the last life, the incident happened on a snowy day, but it was the middle of summer at this time, but this time the capture of the spies of the country may not happen again.

At night, Yang Yuying thought that she couldn't sleep, but she didn't expect to go to Zhou Gong as soon as she dipped her pillow.

In the early hours of the morning, it suddenly rained heavily, the wind roared, the bamboo forest rattled, and a faint cry suddenly came from outside.

Yang Yuying put on her clothes and went out, and after walking a few steps, she saw the direction of Cuijiazhuang blazing, she paused in her steps, looking for the crying past, and saw Aunt Liu and a few children hiding in the grass and shivering.

When Aunt Liu looked at Yang Yuying, tears fell: "Woo, Yu Niang, the bandits suddenly entered the village in the middle of the night, and many people were arrested, if it weren't for my brother desperately blocking it, I and the teeth wouldn't have been able to escape!" ”

"How?"

It stands to reason that a warning has been given, and the county government has been notified, and the villagers of Cuijiazhuang should be vigilant.

Uncle Laiwang, who was beside Aunt Liu, turned black, and said angrily without hesitation: "It's not our bullshit county master surnamed Shen, he lost his daughter-in-law, and he was stunned that the official sent by the county government to investigate, and the township Yong of Cuijiazhuang, were all transferred to find someone for him, hey, it added to the chaos." ”

Yang Yuying frowned: "You guys hide, don't move." ”

After a few words of advice to Aunt Liu, Yang Yuying put on her coat and fell into the vast rain curtain in a flash.

[Dashun Jingsheng twenty-five years, June 27, three hundred soldiers of the country, pretending to be a thief to attack Cuijiazhuang, the soldiers of the country are brutal, killing countless people, there are twenty-one villagers who fell into the hands of the enemy, the hero is at the right time, please do your best to save your father and fellow villagers.

[Mission: Rescue the villagers of Cuijiazhuang.] Completion Reward: 100 Gold Backpack 1 Block]

The interface in front of Yang Yuying's eyes suddenly flickered.

Suddenly it rained from heaven.

Yang Yuying walked along the small map for more than an hour, the morning sun was rising, she suddenly stopped, turned around and rolled into the bushes in an instant, through the mottled shadows of the trees, she saw a crowded stand in front of the pavilion in the mountain stream not far away, or coarse linen clothes, or silk and satin, men, women, and children, all of whom were shaking their bodies and their teeth creaking.

The gurgling water seemed to have some indelible smell of blood.

In the rain and fog, there are more than a dozen pairs of gray and black leather boots, gray robes and black pants, a spear on his back, a scimitar on his waist, plus brown skin and fine braids, which are obviously the characteristics of the Northland Empire.

At this time, he didn't even bother to do disguise, how arrogant!

Yang Yuying stared at the blood on the blade of the scimitar in the hand of the countryman, and her face was expressionless!

At that time, on the water blue star, the country and their Dashun had a deep enmity like the sea, and those brutes played on the border to feed the war with war, killing people when they saw them, robbing things when they saw them, and burning houses when they saw them.