In Hulu Alley, another peaceful day began.

Several families living in Hulu Lane, some of them carried goods to the market, some went to the dock to do short-term work, and two naughty children chased and frolicked early in the morning. One of the children, holding a stone, struck the door of the house at the end of the alley, making a crunching sound.

The child giggled.

The house had been vacant for more than a year, and no one had moved in. They often come here to have fun and frolic.

Boom, another crunch.

The sound reached the ears of the four female dark guards, and they frowned one by one. If it weren't for the strict order of the son, no one should find out that there are people in the house, they would have taught these children a lesson.

In this small house with two entrances, the east wing naturally belongs to Zhao Xiyan's master and servant. The cook and the handyman live in the lower house at the back. The other eight secret guards, divided into two shifts, stared at Zhao Xiyan day and night. Four are here, and the other four are on the west wing.

To hide from the people of Hulu Lane, it is really a trivial matter for the skilled secret guards. They never open the door, they need to go out of the house, and they all go in and out of the wall in the middle of the night.

Rice, grains, vegetables and vegetables are fresh every day.

"Miss," the hosta probed to look at it, turned her head and said, "Today's breakfast is chicken wontons." ”

Strange to say, this cook seems to know Zhao Xiyan's taste preferences, and most of the meals she cooks for three meals a day are Zhao Xiyan's favorite food.

Zhao Xiyan knew it in his heart. This was specially instructed by Murong Shen.

Perhaps some women will be moved by soft-heartedness and moved by the deep affection of men's paranoia.

Such a person will never be her.

She only has one heart, and only Xu Jing in her heart. Murong Shen was so stubborn, in order to force her to come, he did such a despicable act, which was even more despicable.

Zhao Xiyan got up and went to the table and ate a bowl of fragrant wontons.

She wants to eat and sleep well and take care of her body, waiting for her little bamboo horse to save her.

The hosta also gulped down, probably because of the steaming, and the hosta's eyes were a little red. Zhao Xiyan glanced at the hosta and chuckled: "Okay, why are you crying again?" These days, we have food and drink, and we want everything, but we can't get out of this house. The rest are no different from those in the Zhao Mansion. ”

The hosta wiped her eyes with her hand and said in a low voice: "The slave is indignant in her heart. ”

"In the future, the young lady is rescued, what if the son of the world is haunted or has a thorn buried in his heart."

Chastity and a clean name are so important to a boudoir girl.

Murong Shen's plan is really ruthless!

Why did such a good young lady have to suffer such an ordeal?

Zhao Xiyan was silent for a moment before he said, "It's false to say that I'm not worried at all." However, now that this is the case, it is always time to think about the good. It's useless to think about it all day. ”

After a pause, he smiled again: "This small mansion has trapped me, and it has also trapped Murong Shen himself." ”

The house only trapped her people, but it trapped Murong Shen's heart. Who are the real prisoners?

The hosta was in a much more comfortable mood, and when the dark guard took away the dishes and chopsticks, he smiled at Zhao Xiyan and said, "The sun is very good today." The slave and maid accompany the young lady to sit under the eaves of the porch! ”

Zhao Xiyan smiled and nodded.

Here, you can't touch the harp. It doesn't hurt to read books, practice calligraphy, and paint.

Today, the sun is really good, the sky is blue, and it is as blue as a wash. Large white clouds float softly in the air like cotton wool.

Zhao Xiyan was interested, and set up a table under the eaves of the porch to make a painting.

The hosta is used to serving, and is busy laying paper and grinding ink. It is first outlined with ink, and then finely dyed. If you want to paint a complete Danqing, it will take you more than half a day.

Zhao Xiyan sat in front of the painting case, bowing his head slightly, looking peaceful. The sunlight shone on her delicate and fair face, and it seemed to shine.

The four dark guards stood aside, idle and bored, so they gossiped with their eyes in pairs.

This Zhao Liu girl is really extraordinary. Under house arrest here, there is no impatience at all. This tenacity has surpassed that of thousands of women in the world. No wonder the son is so fond of Miss Zhao Liu.

Miss Zhao Liu is not only beautiful, but also outstanding in learning. I read those books every day, and I have never even heard of them.

Of course you haven't heard of it. You have been practicing martial arts since you were a child, and you don't know a lot of big characters.

Look, Miss Zhao Liu is so beautiful when she paints! I don't know what Miss Zhao Liu is painting, she is so fascinated.

……

Half a day later, the painting was finally completed.

Zhao Xiyan lifted the pen for a long time, his hand was a little sore, and he gently rubbed his right wrist.

The hosta smiled and brought the clear water and waited for the master to clean his hands. Then he looked at the painting carefully, and praised it from the bottom of his heart: "Miss, this painting has the shape of a god, and the painting is really good." ”

Zhao Xiyan pursed his lips and smiled, staring at the handsome young man galloping on the horse, and said softly: "I also think it's very good." ”

Painting is the most important charm, and the resemblance is secondary. This painting is painted by Xu Jing. In fact, she had never seen Xu Jing look like when he led the troops into battle. However, as soon as the pen is lifted, the painting is tilted out of the nib.

Xu Jing seems to have come to life from her pen, wearing Xuanxi armor, riding a Xuanxi BMW, carrying a longbow, galloping on a horse, and is majestic and majestic!

The more Zhao Xiyan looked at it, the more he liked it, and smiled at the hosta: "Hold the painting into the room to dry, frame it later, and hang it in my study." ”

The hosta happily responded.

Secret guard on the side: "......"

I really want to wipe my sad tears for my son-in-law!

……

Jizhou.

A group of bandits suffered heavy casualties under the onslaught of the imperial army, and I don't know who shouted: "We surrender!" ”

With a bang, the sword weapon was thrown to the ground, and I don't know who knelt down first. Soon fell to his knees.

There were also some who fled in all directions, and were chased by the soldiers, raised their long knives, and cut off their heads with a single sword.

There was a strong fishy smell emanating from the battlefield.

Stumps and broken bones were everywhere, and blood was pouring everywhere. Such a scene was nauseous and uncomfortable at first. When I fall asleep at night, I also have nightmares from time to time.

Xu Jing wants face the most, and even Xu Shiyi doesn't know that his master has had a nightmare for half a month when he first goes to the battlefield.

After honing on the battlefield for a long time, Xu Jing can now eat beef patties on the battlefield without changing his face.

"Tie up the bandits who surrendered." Xu Jing gave an expressionless order: "Those who refuse to surrender will be killed." ”

If this military order continues, countless heads will fall to the ground.

Tzu is not in charge of the army. Xu Jing's heart has been ground into iron-blooded ice in war after war.

After this big victory, the largest bandits in Jizhou were all eliminated.

The prince sat in Jizhou, opened a warehouse to release grain, and appeased the people, with remarkable results. In the past, bandits were repeated, but now they are extinguishing one wave and one less wave.

"Shizi, after this battle, can we go back to the capital?"