It was the beginning of March, the spring breeze was warm, the sun was shining, and the spacious flat land outside Tongping Town was filled with a strong smell of blood, and nearly 1,000 people came from the south like a swarm of bees, and the momentum was overwhelming.

How domineering Fang is now, how embarrassed he is now.

The snow-white apricot blossoms on the ground are really blood flowers.

The mutilated limbs on the ground, the bones of the white forest coexist with the blood and water.

Half of the sword was submerged in the dirt, revealing only the hilt that still had remnants of blood.

As soon as the wind swayed, the hilt of the sword swayed spinelessly.

There were twice as many people in the north as the enemy, and they were menacing, and there were two leaders.

First, the man who was as white as jade was on the left, and the snow-white brocade clothes on his body were stained with a lot of bright red, and there were some spots of blood on his face that gradually coagulated.

The second is a man on the right side with a serious face, giving people a weak scholar, but with a hint of anger.

His surname is Cheng, his single name is Mo, and he has no words.

His slender fingers gripped the hilt of his sword and looked sideways to the left, "All gone?" ”

"Big brother, according to your orders, it is estimated that I am out of town at this time."

"Siyuan, this time, don't fight with me again, she's not her."

Brother Yi's words made Zhou Siyuan's mood plummet, and he smiled bitterly: "Big brother, Siyuan understands, but I just want to make myself feel at ease, I have a sense of proportion." ”

"It's good to be measured, she's back, you know who it is, right?" Cheng Mo asked again.

"Siyuan is unknown for the time being, if you know, you will not be disappointed." Zhou Siyuan was respectful to this righteous brother.

"Cheng Gongzi, Fourth Son." In the distance, a wounded horse galloped forward, along with a dozen men with hoes, shovels, sickles, and other things.

Having dealt with the thieves in the woods who were deliberately harmful, they hurried to them.

"It's just a patient pawn sent to investigate Dayu, remember to clean up the body, and the people in the town will be appeased." The Cheng Mo man looked sharply at the soldiers who came in a hurry.

"Yes," the soldiers ordered in unison, and hurried away without stopping.

"There are many thieves in ambush near Danzhou, my aunt is cured, you and Xixing will set off immediately."

When Cheng Mo said this, his body was extremely cold.

Those sharp eyes scraped on his face like ice blades, Zhou Siyuan couldn't help but shudder, and said respectfully: "Yes." ”

No matter how shrewd and capable he is, how vigorous and resolute he is in managing the family business he has broken down, but in front of this, he still feels that there is a thousand catties falling, which makes him breathless and unable to turn over.

"Let her wait in Huizhou." Cheng Mo turned over and got on the horse and looked at Zhou Siyuan sideways, "Your people should be respectful to her, and they can't be overstepped, he will be slapped in the face every day!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the dust flew and was gone, and only the shadow that was fading away was seen, and there was something else in the air, that is, the blood that had spilled from the wrist.

Zhou Siyuan looked at this scene, silent, and lamented in his heart, it was really a divine dragon that could not see the end.

The servant stepped forward, and when he heard the words, he seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't make sense of it, so he asked: "Childe, I don't understand, that woman is just a peasant girl, a criminal with human life in her hands, how can you let a few of you look forward and backward, care about everything, and cover everything?" ”

Zhou Siyuan suppressed his anger, looked around at the soldiers around him who were cleaning up the severed limbs, and said to the servants: "In vain, you have followed this son for several years, and she is not the only one who has her hands on people's lives?" Whether it's a good life or not, forget that there are farmers for three generations, if it weren't for farmers, you wouldn't even have anything to eat! ”

Zhou Siyuan also looked at these servants as important, and he had to explain them clearly, he stared at the servants, as if he was deaf to every word he said.

But now......

That's it, with a wave of his robe, a thick fishy smell came to his nose, Zhou Siyuan turned over and got on his horse, and rode his horse to Tongping Town.

Only one of the servants was left messy in the wind, and the servants rubbed their ears and cheeks, but they really couldn't figure it out, but they wanted to see what waves that woman could make?

"Let's go, I'm waiting for you to say that!"

Knowing that Zhou Siyuan would leave Danzhou immediately, Jin Xixing still cared about his wind and cold that had not yet healed, so he hurriedly asked the servants to pack their bags at will, and strode out of the mansion.

Followed by the Jin family's head of the house, Mo Kite's temperament is really a good one, she is already a woman in her early forties, with both children and daughters, two out of twenty sons-in-law, and eighteen daughters-in-law, and intrigue with the aunts and concubines in the backyard.

Because her face should be full of sadness, anxiety is, no, she is still like a twenty-eight beauty, and her skin can be broken.

Mo Kite's face is still the three points of joy, seven points of strict gentle smile.

Mo Kite looked at her sister-in-law, who was weak and sickly, and should have been anxious, but she didn't, so she took out a jade porcelain bottle from her sleeve and handed it to her sister-in-law.

"On this long trip, one person takes care of himself when he is outside, Mo is strong and competitive, this is the medicine seed of first aid, and he can save his life at a critical moment."

Jin Xi bowed his head, took the medicine bottle and said goodbye to his mother.

"The mother can rest assured that her son will come back safe and sound."

Their mother and son were full of smiles when they said goodbye, and there were no other mothers and sons who wept bitterly and were upset.

Zhou Siyuan, who was on the side, really admired the head of the Jin family, who was in charge of the huge family business alone, and also made three orders on weekdays, fighting with the concubines in the backyard, and could be so glamorous.

He said respectfully, "Madam, stay." ”

knew that the farewell of their mother and son was very special, so there were not too many reluctant words.

Mo Kite smiled slightly, bowed her head slightly, raised her feet and turned around and slowly entered the vermilion lacquer gate with the support of the maid.

In the carriage, a servant treated Zhou Siyuan's wounds, and he didn't have time to return home, so he had to bandage them in the carriage at this time.

Even if he gently removed the pieces of clothing that adhered to his skin, the piercing pain still welled up in his heart, cold sweat was dripping from the corners of his forehead, and Zhou Siyuan looked at the servant, "How are the people in the town?" ”

It was not about his own injury, but he was worried about the safety of the people, and the servant did not answer, and Jin Xixing had slowly explained the reason.

"The people in the town have been pacified, and some of the bold ones are not afraid of the enemy's sneak attack, but when they see the wounded who are sent to the town's medical hall, they are not afraid of heaven and earth, and they are all honestly closed."

"That's good!"

Zhou Siyuan gritted his teeth, his eyes watched every action of the servant, the bruises on the servant's forehead flared up, and sweat was dripping.

"How's the injury?" Zhou Siyuan said softly, and the servant raised his head to look at him, and said with a light smile: "This injury is nothing, don't be too nervous!" ”

"It's a small honor to be able to dress up the wound for my son!" As soon as he heard Childe say this, the corners of the servant's mouth reached the back of his ear, "Childe, your injury is a skin injury, and it will be fine if it scabs over in a few days." ”

Jin Xixing took the books and flipped through them, just in time to see the wonderful words, the carriage was shaky, and finally reluctantly put away the books, changed to a comfortable sitting position, closed his eyes and recuperated, but muttered.

"Are you glad that your son-in-law was injured? Or are you glad that your son-in-law will not have a scar after his injury? Jin Xixing spoke venomously, I'm afraid that no one can talk about him.

However, he met Nangong Sheng, and when it came to poisonous tongues, Nangong Sheng was called second, and naturally no one dared to call him first.

But this is just a later story, when you meet, it's still a fate!