The weather is cold and covered with silver, and it is difficult to hide a little green.

The rejuvenation is melting, and the stems in the mud are moistened.

Hard-working people, working hard, are like the grass covered with white snow on the grassland, bearing all the weight and the cold, and when the spring returns to the earth, only take three or two drops of nectar, so that this world understands the strength of life.

Li Niang looked at the two men and women in the carriage and couldn't help laughing, which made her think of the situation when she was young and her father leaned on his shoulder like this.

It's just that this time it was the old man who leaned on the woman's shoulder, and the woman was still coaxing him.

In the past few days in the town, Li Niang also understood that if she could ride this kind of two-horse carriage, it was all nobles on the tip of the mountain, and this old man was so young, he must also be a scholar.

Well, it is necessary to make the tiger baby literate.

Thinking of this, Li Niang lowered her head again and counted her small account full of hope.

But sometimes, bad luck just doesn't last long...

Zhao Yingqi rushed to the side of the captain, stabilized the captain, and did not let the captain hit the cauldron and wooden cart behind him again, and then pushed it out with a punch, pushing back the heartwarming foot of the third prince's men.

Li Niang raised her head and saw that the blessed old man in the carriage just now was actually a very powerful figure, and he beat several military masters away.

Zhao Yingqi put down his fist and threw his cuffs into the cauldron as if intentionally or unintentionally.

Li Niang saw that the old man's snow-white sleeves were stained with soup, and hurriedly stopped Zhao Yingqi: "This master, your clothes..."

Li Niang saw that the old man turned his head to look at herself, the eyes were a little indescribable, Li Niang asked herself if she had never seen such a complicated look, and then the old man said something that made Li Niang very frightened.

"You stupid woman, you stained your master's clothes." Zhao Yingqi hurriedly withdrew his sleeves, shook the soup and oil stains on them, looked at the unsightly stains on the cuffs, and shouted to Li Niang: "Don't get out of here." ”

"The old man is angry, the women can't live without this stall." Li Niang just wants to be able to go to heaven and let her go again.

"Who wants you to be a mess, hurry up and get out of the way." Zhao Yingqi glanced at the woman and took a deep look at the child next to her.

"Thank you, thank you." Li Niang hurriedly scooped a scoop of soup and poured it into the stove and covered the cauldron.

The teenage boy next to him was also busy helping his mother clean up the small pestle and chopsticks next to him.

Zhao Yingqi flicked his sleeves, turned around, and looked at the three princes and his party, at this time, the three princes saw that four of their comrades were knocked down, and more than a dozen people pulled out their knives and surrounded them.

Zhao Tong also came to Zhao Yingqi's side, just glanced at Zhao Yingqi's mother and son and their baby cart hidden behind her, and stood in front of Zhao Yingqi, slightly blocking her husband.

"Who are these people?" Zhao Yingqi pointed to the three princes and asked knowingly.

"Please also ask Mr. Zhao to pay attention to his words and deeds, that is the three princes, these are the three princes' spirit kings." The lieutenant was also paying attention to Li Niang's mother and son behind him.

Seeing that the captain was about to help Li Niang's mother and son pack up their things, Zhao Yingqi hurriedly pulled the captain over and asked, "Since you are all soldiers of the Zhou Kingdom, why are you beating each other here?" Why don't you take me to King Ning's Mansion quickly? ”

I asked knowingly again.

"Who are you who dare to stop in front of His Highness and the King?" The lieutenant who was blown away by Zhao Yingqi's punch had already drawn his knife and gathered in front of Zhao Yingqi with the others, Zhao Yingqi ignored him, and just gave his hand to the third prince.

"In Xia Zhao Yingqi, at the invitation of the second prince, I came to play in Tongying Mansion, just now the fourth prince asked to go down to Ning Wangfu as a guest, why don't the third highness stop being angry and go to Ning Wangfu as a guest with Zaixia?" Zhao Yingqi asked loudly to the third prince sitting on the horse.

"How does this king know what you are..."The third prince was stopped by the middle-aged doorman next to him.

The middle-aged doorman whispered a few words beside the third prince, and the third prince set his eyes on Zhao Tong.

"It turned out to be Miss Zhao, the goddess of war, Miss Zhao's Chunnei Dao and General Li are famous all over the world, and today they are fated, but they met here."

The middle-aged doorman couldn't help frowning when he heard that the third prince only greeted Zhao Tong but ignored Zhao Yingqi, and heard Li Yuanbai say that this Zhao Tong was Zhao Yingqi's maid, and Zhao Yingqi was extremely loyal and sincere.

"Mr. Zhao, my Royal Highness has just returned from Chunnai Road, and he admires Mr. Zhao and Miss Zhao very much, why don't you set a date and discuss the art of war with wine?" The middle-aged doorman had no choice but to speak out for the three princes.

"That's right, if you have time in the future, you will definitely go to the appointment." Li Niang's mother and son had already cleaned up the stall and left with the cart, and Zhao Yingqi didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with the third prince, so he casually prepared to go back to the car and enter the city.

"Xiao Wang admires Miss Zhao's martial arts very much, can you please Miss Zhao to follow Xiao Wang to the Lingwang Mansion as a guest, Xiao Wang can ask Miss Zhao for marksmanship." The third prince still didn't care about Zhao Yingqi, and always felt that how could a master of the head armor be a maid for someone, probably because this Zhao Yingqi didn't know how to deceive this beautiful god of war.

Well, that's what these three princes call Zhao Tong in their hearts.

When Zhao Yingqi heard the words of the third prince, he only paused slightly, and then continued to walk towards the carriage.

Zhao Tong saw that his husband was about to get into the carriage, so he didn't care about this prince who was dressed like a cucumber, and hurriedly followed behind Zhao Yingqi, stretching out a pair of hands to help Mr. get into the car.

Seeing that he was being ignored, the third prince couldn't help but feel angry, and clenched the horsewhip in his hand tightly, just about to attack.

The middle-aged doorman beside him didn't care much, and quickly pressed his clenched fist and shook his head slightly at the third prince.

The third prince thought to himself that he couldn't please the top master, and he was about to gather the team and enter the city.

But seeing that Zhao Tong not only helped Mr. Zhao to get into the car, he was very considerate to help Zhao Yingqi open the car door, but also didn't care about Zhao Yingqi's hem being soiled by sludge, helped Zhao Yingqi brush off the sludge from the hem and then held it into the carriage, he suddenly felt resentful, and immediately ordered: "This Zhao Yingqi helped Shuo to fight against my Great Zhou, brutalized countless soldiers, and someone came to take this person down." ”

Zhao Tong just closed the carriage door, and when he heard this, he immediately turned his head and stared at the third prince tightly.

The middle-aged doorman beside the third prince was also shocked, and he couldn't figure out what happened to His Royal Highness, so suddenly, without any warning.

Zhao Yingqi, who had already entered the carriage, was struggling, why is this third prince so axial, how good it is that everyone has a vague past, and if you have to play like this, what should you do now? Go out and explain, it's so shameless. If you don't go out, things don't end well.

The lieutenant under the four princes hurriedly gathered their own people around Zhao Yingqi's carriage, guarding Zhao Yingqi, and drew their knives.

Just now, he collided with the three princes' men and horses, and he couldn't draw the knife, but now he is a distinguished guest protecting the four princes, and he is drawing the knife to complete the order above, and someone will naturally help carry it if something happens.

When the third prince saw that this group of people had drawn their knives, the corners of their mouths curled, and they snorted softly: "These people are in a foreign country, harbor criminals, and take them down together!" ”

The middle-aged doorman next to him closed his eyes in despair and put his hand on his forehead. That's right, despair.

This middle-aged doorman has been under the door of the three princes for six years, helping the three princes to fight among the four princes, and helping the three princes to advance in the war against the Jin Kingdom, but he doesn't know why, the three princes have become more and more rigid and self-serving over the years, so how can they take the throne.

"Xiaotong, don't hurt anyone." Zhao Yingqi felt that he couldn't be too soft here.

When Zhao Tong heard his husband say this, his eyes froze, and he nailed directly to the body of the third prince. This third prince made Zhao Tong very unhappy from the beginning.

Zhao Tong's figure flickered, flashed over Ning Wangwei who was blocking in front of him, and the two plain palms flew left and right, and the personal guards of the three princes were knocked away one by one and landed in front of the three princes' horses.

Zhao Tong finished cleaning up the three princes in front of the carriage, Ling Wang Wei, and rushed directly towards the three princes, and went straight to the three princes with his right hand as a claw. The middle-aged doorman shouted: "Hurry up." ”

But Ling Wangwei obviously didn't have time to rescue, between the lightning and flint, a sound of breaking the air came, and Zhao Tong's figure in the air was stunned, and he flew back, holding two soybeans in his hands.

"Who? Come out! Zhao Tong's eyes moved from the soybeans in his hand to an open window on the second floor of a small hotel on the side of the road.

The façade of this small hotel is obviously a place to eat and sharpen, and there are some people watching the play in the window on the second floor, Zhao Tong saw that the people who went to the play dodged one after another, and failed to find who threw out the soybeans.

The speed of the two soybeans was different, interfering with each other, so that Zhao Tong could not determine the exact location of the send.

"Xiaotong, he Zhou Guo Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, we can't afford to provoke it, we can afford to hide, let's go." Zhao Yingqi's voice came out of the carriage, with a rather sarcastic tone.

Zhao Tong looked around, but no one stood up on the second floor of the hotel, and it seemed that he was not excited.

Without paying much attention, Zhao Tong crushed the two soybeans in his hand, walked to the side of the carriage, and told Zhao Yingqi that there were clothes to change in the carriage, while sitting on the wheel of the carriage and preparing to enter the city.

If you don't say that there is really such a person in this world, the shaft is inexplicable, and the shaft has to drill the horns of the bull, which makes people want to beat him up.

"Miss Zhao has the appearance of a heavenly man and outstanding martial arts, why is she willing to commit herself to such a general person? If you don't enter my Lingwang Mansion, this king will definitely ask the girl to show her strength and leave a name in history. The whole palace of the Spirit King will respect the girl as this king..."

Before the third prince finished speaking, a wooden hairpin flew towards him and was swallowed by a chopstick.

Zhao Tong, who was sitting in the carriage, rose in vain and rushed directly into the second floor of the hotel.

There was a fierce fight in the hotel, and this time Zhao Tong found the person who made the shot.

After a while, a middle-aged scribe with a slightly fat figure, dressed in brocade clothes and wearing a gauze hat, flew out of the hotel window and landed on the street, staggering under his feet before he could stand firmly. said that it was a scribe, but it was better to say that he wanted to be a landlord, and the merchant was a little angry.

"Qian Shangshu, you are also here, just to help this king take down this Zhao Yingqi." The third prince pointed to Zhao Yingqi, who had just gotten out of the carriage and stood on the wheel to watch the play.

"Oh, it's the Third Highness, the lower officials have seen the Three Palaces..."Qian Shangshu bowed to the Third Prince, and after turning around, Zhao Yingqi found that there was a small footprint on the ass of Qian Shangshu, Zhao Yingqi couldn't be clearer, this is Zhao Tong's girl.

"Dead fatty, you take care of yourself first." Zhao Tong swept down from the window on the second floor of the hotel without waiting for Qian Shangshu to finish his salute, and rushed straight to Qian Shangshu in the middle of the road, two fists facing Qian Shangshu one after the other, the hem of his clothes fluttering, and his waist tied by a belt was slender.

"Hey, hey, this girl, let's stop fighting, I can't beat you..." Qian Shangshu hurriedly raised his palm to block.