Seven days later, Zhu Yinuo recovered from his injury, and Mo Ming was still lying in the hospital.

Zhu Yinuo felt bored and was about to go back to Jinling, the county lord explained and instructed one after another, and Zhu Yinuo also pricked up his ears and heard every word clearly.

The lord of the county no longer speaks, and his face is kind, kind, yes, kind.

She gave Zhu Yinuo a silver ticket of 1,000 taels of Jinling's "Tongbao Money Village", which broke Zhu Yinuo's coke.

In this way, I am afraid that the whole Daye, if it is open to money, or more popular, the children of the princes who are known for their poverty, Zhu Yinuo is estimated to be the number one in the row.

This is to blame, and it can only be blamed on Zhu Yinuo's mother, who has never seen her, Zhu Yinuo wonders why her mother asked her grandfather to limit her silver money every month, and even the two boys of the Li family have more monthly money than herself.

Especially that Li Sanlang Li Yunhong, a boy who stole his old man's money every time, has never been punished, and he is angry.

Zhu Yinuo was about to go out, but was stopped by the county lord, and when he turned around, his aunt held a scroll of words in her hand, or a painting.

"With His Royal Highness. ”

"Okay, then Yinuo will go back to Jinling first, and then come to visit my aunt and uncle in a few days. ”

The county lord covered his mouth and smiled, and wanted to reward this kid with a chestnut, but Zhu Yinuo avoided him.

Hearing the sound of horses, he immediately ran towards the gate of the villa, saying excuses as he ran: "Auntie, Xiao Feichen can't wait, Yinuo will leave first." ”

The county lord laughed happily again, and said with a smile: "This little Yinuo is really a child who doesn't grow up." Yes, if Yinuo can always be like a child, how bad. ”

These words, as an aunt, how not to be sad.

Wang Gongzi's disciple, although he was born rich and noble, but in the midst of disputes, how can ordinary people understand?

The county lord suddenly muttered to himself, as if asking, "Do you really want to ······ tea?"

The maids behind him were confused, puzzled but afraid to speak.

In front of the county lord, the black-clothed man with a somewhat ethereal figure shook his head and sighed. If the county lord saw his frowning expression, as before, he heard him mourn again: "If not, who provoked me to be the beam of the city?"

When he heard this, he was speechless. Xiao Yinuo, and my seniors······

I don't know whether I thought of my three nephews or because of the suffering of my children, or because of my husband's appearance, the county lord of Jinling, who was once beautiful, couldn't help but burst into tears.

The world is like this, even if it is a farmer, no matter how powerless the kid is, the livelihood of the whole family has to rely on a hoe in his hand, not to mention the emperor's family.

I wanted to say something again, but Mo Sang was gone, and the county lord wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, changed his face like a play, and changed his expression.

The county lord suddenly thought of a wild saying about his Zhu and Mo families, "Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and the Mo family will win vermilion." ”

Don't you think it's a beauty?

When Zhu Yinuo went down the mountain, the county lord sent everyone back and went to Mosang's study alone.

A masked swordsman in Tsing Yi was already waiting in the study, he was dressed in Tsing Yi and carrying a unique sword, the scabbard looked a little awkward, like a scabbard and like a scabbard.

The swordsman knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "See the county lord!"

The county lord ignored it, Gu Zi walked to the table, saw that there was still a faint ink of the word on the unfolded rice paper, crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it into the bamboo basket, and asked, "How is it?"

"Back to the county lord, the ministers are late, and Sanheng and his party of eleven people have already hated. ”

When the swordsman in Tsing Yi said this number, there was a bit of sadness in his tone.

The county lord couldn't help but sit down, leaning back in his chair, and felt a little dizzy.

Sanheng and his party of eleven people would die in her Mo County.

She asked, "Do you know who it is?"

The swordsman in Tsing Yi shook his head and said nothing.

"If you stay in Zhuangzi, Qi Yuan will be damaged, and you can't use force for half a year. ”

"County Lord······"

The man was still arguing, but he heard the slap fall on the table, and the aftermath echoed around the study, and it did not disperse for a long time.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi had to get up, salute with his fists, then take off the sword on his back, respectfully hand it to the county lord with both hands, and slowly put the sword on the desk, take a few steps back, and then salute with his fists.

After that, he took off his scarf, revealing a scholarly face with a polite and polite nature, and then untied a few cyan silk threads on his body, and the originally tight-fitting military uniform suddenly became loose like a literati robe.

The county lord grabbed a fan of twenty bones of rosewood on the table, and threw it to the swordsman in Tsing Yi, who caught it steadily, and after the Confucian made a move, he pushed the door and was about to leave the study. Suddenly stopped again, didn't look back, and asked, "County Lord, may your subordinates go back to Jinling to recuperate?"

"You don't need to worry about the safety of the little prince, the tiger guy has already come out of Zhuangzi. ”

Li Sangongzi couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard that the tiger guy had come out of Zhuangzi, and then Li Yunhong struggled a few times in his heart, but he still opened his mouth and said: "County Lord, it is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has led a team of people to Mo County. ”

When the county lord heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he said: "Yun'er, it's true that I treat you well, but you don't have to forget, the Li family has always been the Li family in Jinling City, and in the future, such things can only rot in the stomach." ”

Li Yunhong naturally understood the intention of the county lord, made a salute, and then went out.

The county lord looked at the sword on the table, this sword was given to this doll by her four years ago, and your doll was only fourteen years old that year. I don't remember how many times the sword has been notched in four years.

She only remembered that this sword had been broken three times, and this doll had also been closed three times from the ghost gate.

Listening to this Mo family lady whispered softly: "If your Li family is no longer the leader of you, teach me to go to the underworld, how to treat your two Zhang Yide-like father seriously." ”

The Tsing Yi swordsman, or Tsing Yi scholar, just went out, but after walking three hundred steps past the corner of the pavilion corridor, he punched the white wall hard. There were not only marks on the white wall, but even a small pit.

The scholar in Tsing Yi took a few deep breaths, calmed down his emotions, "snapped", shook his fan very skillfully and chicly, and walked towards his wing room in this villa.

Trivialities are annoying, since they are not available, then don't think about it much. What is better than having a good meal, a good night's sleep, and a dream?

What the scholar in Tsing Yi didn't know was that his hateful actions were seen in the eyes of others, and it was Yin Li and the ink song that looked like a maid but didn't look like a maid.

Mo Qu'er sighed, Yin Li was puzzled, but listened to Qu'er explain: "Every time the third prince comes to the village, he will be taught a lesson by the master, saying that he is in a family and does not look like a literati. However, Mrs. doted on him like a little prince, and this time somehow, the master was not there, and Mrs. seemed to be strict with the third prince instead of the master. ”

"Oh, what kind of person are these three sons? I've never seen them before. ”

Qu Er pouted, obviously she didn't have much affection for this scholar in Tsing Yi, her tone showed disdain, and she said: "The young lady married the young owner two years ago, and these three sons, like Zhu Yinuo, who was out of stock, also went out to travel two years ago." Zhu Yinuo was drunk on the day of the engagement banquet between the young owner and the young lady, and left Lincheng the next day. The third prince went early and came back early. After that, the third prince never came to Zhuangzi, so the young lady had seen the eldest son and the second son, but she had never seen the third son. Compared with the eldest son, the third prince is far behind. Let's put it this way, compared with the eldest prince and the young owner, the autumn colors are equally divided, yes, that's the word. Compared with Zhu Yinuo, Zhu Yinuo was damaged by the third son. ”

Yin Li covered her mouth and sneered, and gently rewarded Qu'er with a chestnut, and teased: "It's just that you, the eldest woman of Moqu'er, dare to slander our little prince and the third son of the family like this." ”

"Where there is slander, I am telling the truth. Have you ever seen a scholar who digs out his crotch with his hands every day and wanders around the flower alleys all day long? Who will marry the third prince in the future is really the green smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and it is the green smoke that comes out of the gas. ”

When the wind rose, it was a little chilly.

Yin Li burst out laughing, she looked at the sky outside the villa again, her tone returned to calm, and led Qu'er to walk slowly towards the gate of the villa, her voice was as crisp as a bell, and said: "Qu'er, my rouge is running out, you accompany me down the mountain and then go to the 'Chuhefang' to buy some." ”

"Okay, yes, I heard that there is another kind of rouge made of violet flower juice, and it is applied to the eyelids, which is beautiful. ”

Qu'er also closed her left eye and pointed at her left eyelid with her right index finger.

Yin Li didn't have much interest in this, and said in a disdainful tone like a joke: "Gentile flowers, what's so beautiful." ”

After all, it was just a joke, the two went down the mountain, and when they arrived at the "First Lotus Fang", they couldn't tell who picked the rouge regardless of the place of origin.

Let's talk about Zhu Yinuo, a person riding a horse and flying dust, jumping on the official road where he is alone.

This little prince of Jinling is also familiar with the two hundred miles from Mo County to Jinling, just like the restaurant on the bank of the Qinhuai River in Jinling City.

Zhu Yinuo also lost the face of Wang grandchildren, and did not hold the reins in both hands on horseback, but counted the stack of twenty silver tickets over and over again.

The first eighteen are of fifty taels, one is of one hundred taels, and one is of two hundred taels, for a total of one thousand two hundred taels.

Zhu Yinuo was not very happy, because it was really troublesome to exchange the silver tickets with the denomination of one hundred taels and two hundred taels.

However, touching the nine hundred taels of silver tickets that can be spent, my heart is still beautiful after all, and I think that when I left the city to walk the rivers and lakes, I was entangled with one thousand taels on my body.

At that time, when Zhu Jiannan gave him this thousand taels of plates, he could make Zhu Yinuo happy, it was a full thousand taels, and his monthly money was only thirty taels a month.

Now, my aunt is afraid that she has not seen herself for too long, and she will feel distressed when she sees herself injured for a while.

Thinking like this, Zhu Yinuo suddenly felt that if the silver was all spent in the future, he would be injured and go to Tianshui Villa to live for ten days and months, which would be a good way to make money.

Zhu Yinuo is unfortunately not pretending to be a generous guy in front of Li Yunhong's kid before leaving Tianshui Villa, troublesome, troublesome people came to greet him first.

Hearing the howling wind, Xiao Feichen under his crotch was startled, and regardless of whether the owner had instructions or not, he spread his hooves and began to speed up suddenly.

Zhu Yinuo was stunned for a moment, and immediately put all the silver tickets into the inner pocket of his chest and held the reins tightly.

It's not how sensitive Zhu Yinuo is, it's that he Zhu Yinuo knows that Xiao Feichen is a spiritual god like him, and he knows how to distinguish when he is angry.

Xiao Feichen ran wildly for three or four miles, and suddenly heard the sound of breaking the wind, Zhu Yinuo didn't see what the secret weapon was, and instinctively reacted and leaned back.

Although he didn't let the assassin complete the fatal blow, he was too slow to move, and the tip of his nose was cut open by a hidden weapon.

This nose is no better than the other part of the face, and the tip of the nose is cut open by a hidden weapon, which is heart-rending and painful.

Zhu Yinuo snorted, wiped the blood spilling from the tip of his nose with his thumb, tightened the reins of the horse, kicked Xiao Feichen's belly hard, and began to flee for his life.

Those who can make a sneak attack with a hidden weapon are obviously waiting there for a long time. Since it was an assassin guarding there, it was easy to get rid of it, and it was easy to rely on Xiao Feichen's divine ability.

However, even if a good horse runs thousands of miles without panting, how can he outrun the arrows.

"Whoosh", "Whoosh" and "Whoosh" broke three times, and then turned to "Wow", "Wow", "Wow", "Wow", which frightened Zhu Yinuo.

He traveled all over the world and met a horse sect leader in Bangfeng City, with more than 30 soldiers under his command, all of whom could use the first-class nine-bucket bow in battle, regardless of time. If there is preparation or stalemate, they will draw their bows and kill five birds with one stone.

At that time, he heard the same "whoosh", but with a longer tail note. And "Xiu" is the head of the sect who drew a three-stone iron bow and shot down the wild geese flying three hundred steps away.

The arrow flew out without a trace, and goodbye, it was time for the geese to land.

Xiao Feichen hissed and picked up speed again.

Hearing the sound of weapons handing over, Zhu Yinuo glanced back and saw a short man in a light blue burlap military uniform, with a shiny spear in his hand, standing on the official road with his back to him.

The arrow was shot down by this man?

Zhu Yinuo didn't think much about it, and kicked Xiao Feichen's belly again, Xiao Feichen screamed in pain again, and ran wildly like a desperate person.

On the official road, this short roadblock gunman is embarrassed in the face of the assassin who is no longer hiding, he is not afraid of many opponents, he is afraid of being recognized who he is, fortunately there is a monkey face armor that makes people blur one, two, three.

The monkey-faced gunman shook the spear in his hand, whirring and whistling, and the spear flower was so beautiful that people would applaud from the bottom of their hearts.

"Ahh ”

The monkey-faced gunman turned his head to look, but fortunately, the little prince of Jinling, who didn't know the height of the sky, had already run away, and he had no worries.

Come to think of it, I saw this kid in the restaurant that day, and this kid actually got in touch with him. However, if it weren't for the fact that the boy was quite pleasing to himself that day, the ghost would be willing to risk his life to save him.