Feng Nanyin had only been gone for less than half a month, and the major forces in Dingdu City began to move.

Lan Ruohan held the roast chicken of Cuixianju in one hand, and held Nanqinglou's drunken wine tightly with his empty hand, for fear that the people who came and went would accidentally spill it.

It was specially prepared for him by her, and he would definitely like it.

Lan Ruohan was walking on the street beautifully, and suddenly, the arm holding the wine jar was slammed into someone, and seeing that she was about to fall, her body's subconscious reaction made her quickly grab the things around her.

only heard a "hiss", and she immediately straightened up the moment the force in her hand disappeared, but the person she dragged was not so lucky, and the whole person fell to the ground with a "plop".

Seeing that the wine jar that was still in his arms just now broke to the ground, the wine contained in it was spilled on the ground, the aroma of wine overflowed, and Lan Ruohan's eyes were full of reluctance.

"It's a pity, such a good wine."

Looking back at the man lying on the ground on all sides, the fire in his heart couldn't be stopped, Lan Ruohan practiced martial arts all year round, and his strength was even greater, and he grabbed the man's collar and pulled it up.

The two looked at each other and saw each other's faces clearly, and they both exclaimed in surprise.

"It's you?!"

"How are you?!"

Realizing that he was actually picked up by a girl who had not come out of the pavilion on the street, Ji Changqing couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and said in a muffled voice: "Quickly put the master down!" ”

"What did you say?" Lan Ruohan pretended not to hear clearly, deliberately raised his voice and said again.

Ji Changqing gritted his teeth, and repeated what he said fiercely: "I'll let you, let me down." ”

"Oh." Lan Ruohan nodded as if he didn't understand, and then said sincerely: "No." ”

"Why?"

"You broke this girl's wine, and caused this girl to miss the time, so naturally I can't let you go so easily."

"Then what do you say you want to do?" Ji Changqing asked patiently.

"What should I do?" Lan Ruohan thought seriously, "I really didn't think of it for a while. ”

"Then why don't you put me down first, and then let's think about it slowly, what do you think?"

"So...... It's not good, you and I were stupid and easily believed your nonsense, what if this girl let you go and let you run. ”

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what the hell do you say, you can't keep holding on to me." Ji Changqing shouted.

"Hey, it's not impossible, so that you can be this girl's follower from now on, until Ayin comes back, and you will make amends."

"Nope." Ji Changqing retorted sharply, "Princess An Li doesn't know when she will be able to come back after removing the bandits on this trip, let alone half a year or a year, this is not good." ”

"Otherwise, as you say, half a year."

"Two months."

"No way!" Lan Ruohan raised his volume, "I haven't discussed it for half a year, this girl still has something to do today, and if I can't see you tomorrow, you will wait for death." ”

As soon as she suddenly let go of her hand, Ji Changqing almost didn't stand firm, "Half a year is half a year, you think the master is afraid of you." ”

Lan Ruo snorted coldly and walked away.

In the attic room, someone took in every move of the two, looking at the blue figure, the corners of his mouth hooked a mocking arc, "Is she the only daughter of General Zhenbei?" It doesn't look good. ”

Bai Zhifang, who was pouring tea on the side, flattered: "That's nature, the Lan family's martial arts are naturally not as beautiful as the lady next to Niangniang." ”

Duan Qianxi's face was mostly covered by a veil, and she chuckled: "Since it's not good, there's no need to stay." She tapped lightly on the table with her fingertips, and saw a person walking out from behind the screen, with light steps and graceful posture, bowing down to Duan Qianxi.

"This is the name of the dead soldier I have been raising is Miao Chu, and I will send it to Taiwei in the future, and I hope that Lord Bai will not live up to the sincerity of this palace."

Bai Zhifang bowed to Duan Qianxi: "The minister will not disgrace his mission." ”

"Tomorrow I will hear news that will please me, and you will die for her in the evening." Duan Qianxi's faint voice made Bai Fangzhi's face instantly pale.

The body trembled, and finally the head slammed on the ground. He knows his situation better than anyone else, he is just a pawn in this immortal war, and if he bets right, he will soar, and if he bets wrong, he will be ruined.

After Feng Nanyin left, Xiao Muyun didn't like to go out very much, and wrote in the palace all day long, feeding the fish. Zhenglin reported the changes outside one by one as usual.

"After the princess left, the major forces in the city couldn't bear it anymore, and many of them have begun to take action."

"How's it going over there?"

"Every time my subordinates go to check these days, they will find that there are a lot of secret guards ambushed around, some are dressed in disguise, and some are simply waiting in the dark, presumably arranged by the princess before leaving." Zhenglin thought about it, and still asked: "Lord Wang, we have almost dealt with the affairs in Dingdu, are you about to go back?" ”

Xiao Muyun put away the pen, looked at the words that had just been written, the ink had not yet dried, and he was not annoyed but said softly: "He asked you to ask?" ”

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is just worried about you."

"You tell him, let him do his part, as long as he keeps to himself, I will spare his life, and there will be a ...... next time"

"Yes." Zhenglin stepped back.

Xiao Muyun crumpled the plain paper into a ball and threw it into the furnace, which instantly ignited.

Feng Nanyin, I'll only help you this time, just this once.

******

In Princess Qinyang's mansion, Feng Nanyin looked at the courtyard where she lived in the past, and not a single grass or tree here had changed.

Yinhuan and Fu Bao followed behind her.

"The little maid said that after you left, the Taishou has been ordering people to take care of this yard, and the maidservants in the house have never changed, everything is carefully cleaned according to your past habits, and I hope you can come back." The report of the silver ring 1510.

Feng Nanyin nodded. In the end, Fu Bao followed her back to the warm pavilion to freshen up, and Yinhuan took people to arrange for the Feng family's army to camp outside the city.

After all, this is just a county, and suddenly there is such a large number of soldiers who really don't have a place for them to stay, Feng Nanyin gave an order to simply set up a tent a few meters away from the city to live temporarily.

Although it is temporary, it is not ambiguous at all, Feng Nanyin has stored a lot of things in Qinyang, she has vigorously helped farmers reduce taxes and set up schools in these years, and now Qinyang has long since seen the shadow of the previous barrenness, and the granary is even fuller, and it is not a problem to feed hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

In addition, she wrote in advance to ask Chen Heng to prepare winter clothes and quilts early, which is not considered to be a harsh treatment of these people.

After dinner, Feng Nanyin changed her clothes and went to Taishou Mansion in the wind and snow in a white fox. Chen Heng learned that he deliberately went out to greet him.

"Ayin, why are you still here with such a big snow?"

"I can't rest assured, I want to come and talk to you about the bandits."

"Come on, come on, come into the house, your aunt heard that you are here to cook your favorite group of fairy soup."

Chen Heng greeted Feng Nanyin and Fubao's master and servant, and Mrs. Wang, who had just sat down, came in with a food bowl.

"Ayin is here, let's see if my aunt's craftsmanship has regressed."

When Feng Nanyin first arrived in Qinyang, he was seriously ill and was seriously injured when he was assassinated on the road, and he almost died, but it was Chen Heng and his wife who took care of him little by little that gradually improved, so Feng Nanyin voluntarily entered Emperor Yan Chen's set.

Their kindness to her was something that Feng Nanyin couldn't reciprocate.

Feng Nanyin took the bowl, scooped a full tablespoon, and tasted it carefully, it was sweet and soft, and it was still the taste in my memory. Whenever she was sick and couldn't eat, Mrs. Wang would boil this porridge for her, I don't know what magic this porridge is, I just know that every time she can eat a big bowl full of it.

The spoon stirred the steaming porridge, "Thank you, Auntie." ”

"Oh, it's all a family that says thank you or not." Mrs. Wang is the daughter of a peasant family that Chen Heng married after being sent to Qinyang, although she is not as gentle and elegant as the ladies of various families in Dingdu City, she is familiar with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she is simple and sincere, and the husband and wife love each other for many years.

Feng Nanyin put down the bowl and got back to business: "Uncle, you know all the situation better than me, and I hope you can tell you everything, for the sake of the people and Qin Yang." ”

"Okay." Chen Heng pondered, "All of this has to start from a year ago. ”

"On the eve of the arrival of the Great Liang Mission into the Dingdu City......"