Xiao Jiang looked at Aunt Ying in a daze, thinking that it should be Fang Cai's poems, which reminded him of all kinds of love and hatred with Zhou Botong, Xiao Jiang looked at Aunt Ying for a moment, and just sighed.

Xiao Jiang knew that she was in an abnormal mood when she recalled the past, so she couldn't say anything, so she had to say slowly: "If the old-timers have an order, they should only teach what they can, and they should obey it." "If you don't go to Master Yideng, how can you have a chance to resolve your grievances!" Zhang Feng thought to himself. After a while, Aunt Ying said to Zhang Feng: "I want to get rid of the respected driver and help me carry a letter to someone, this person's place is not far away from here, and it can be reached within a day." But it is hard to say whether the man will see you or not. Huang Rong asked, "Why don't you go yourself?!" Aunt Ying replied coldly: "Hmph! If I can go by myself, how can I still suffer in this wet and cold place?" I saw her say that she walked to the outside room, crouched on the desk and wrote something, wrote for a while, wrapped the paper in a piece of cloth, and then took out the needle and thread, and sewed the folds of the cloth bag tightly, so that she sewed three cloth bags in a row, and then returned to the round room, and said: " After coming out of the forest, go straight to the northeast, to the territory of Taoyuan County, open the white se cloth bag, what should be the next step, it is clearly written. Before the time comes, you must not dismantle it first. Seeing this, Zhang Feng agreed to take the cloth bag. Zhang Feng took it in his hand, saw a white se, and the other two were red and yellow, and immediately put them in his arms.

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At the time of the unitary card, the sun slowly sets behind the mountain, the mountain breeze is clear, only blowing the first few rows of palm trees in front of the Zen courtyard swaying, and the dead leaves of the residual lotus in the lotus pond are rustling. The afterglow of the setting sun reflected from behind the peaks, illuminating the shadows of the peaks like a very strange man, lying on the ground. The four of them, fisherman, woodcutter, plougher, and reader, sat cross-legged on the ground at the end of the stone beam, their eyes wide open, but they just looked forward, and each of them was worried in their hearts. After waiting for a long time, the sky gradually darkened, and a few crows chirped hoarsely and flew into the valley below, and the white mist rose in the valley, but no one appeared at the corner of the cliff on the other side of the stone beam.

Zhu Ziliu was originally resourceful, he had been the prime minister of Dali for more than ten years, and he had seen all the big battles, but at this time, he was irritable, his thoughts fluctuated, and he couldn't get the slightest idea. As soon as I looked up, I saw a black shadow flying on the stone beam, and when it encountered a gap, it jumped lightly, and it seemed that it did not take any effort. The four of them were even more shocked in their hearts: "When she learned art from my teacher, we had already obtained the true inheritance of my teacher." Why did her martial arts suddenly surpass us? In the past ten years, where did she learn this kung fu?" Seeing the black shadow running closer and closer, the four of them stood up and stood on both sides.

In an instant, the shadow was gone

Shi Liang, I saw that she was dressed in black, and her face was faintly recognizable, it was Liu Guifei, who was very favored by Emperor Duan back then. The four of them knelt down and kowtowed, and said, "The villain sees Niangniang." Aunt Ying snorted, swept her eyes across the faces of the four people, and said, "What is the mother and not the mother?" Liu Guifei has died a long time ago, and I am Aunt Ying. Well, the prime minister, the general, the governor of the navy, and the commander of the Imperial Forest Army are all here. My Taoist emperor really saw through the world and cut his hair to become a monk, but he was hiding in this deep mountain, and he was still his emperor of peace and happiness. These words were full of resentment, and when the four of them heard this, their hearts trembled. Zhu Ziliu said: "The emperor is not what he used to be. When the mother saw him, she would never recognize him again. Aunt Ying sneered: "You mothers are long, mothers are short, are you sneering at me? Kneel here straight, do you want to worship me to death?" The four people of fishing, wood, ploughing, and reading glanced at each other, stood up, and said, "The little one greets you." Aunt Ying waved her hand and said, "The emperor is asking you to stop me from coming, why are you making these false texts again?" You kings and ministers of your ministers, I don't know how many people have harmed, what are you pretending to be like a woman like me?"

Zhu Ziliu said: "My emperor loves the people like a son, is generous and benevolent, and the subjects of Dali have all praised him so far." My emperor does not say that he has never harmed innocents in his life, even if others have committed serious crimes, my emperor often gives favors outside the law. Doesn't Niangniang know?" Aunt Ying's face turned red, and she said sharply: "Do you dare to speak out against me?" Zhu Ziliu said: "Weichen doesn't dare." Ying Gu said: "You call yourself a minister, how can you be a monarch and a minister in your heart? I want to see Duan Zhixing go, will you let me?" That "Duan Zhixing" is the name of a master of a lamp, although the four people of fishing, wood, farming, and reading know it in their hearts, but they never dare to say it, and they can't help but be awe-inspiring when they hear Aunt Ying's name directly reprimanded him.

Seeing this, Aunt Ying laughed loudly, let alone spoke, and rushed forward, and the four of them each stretched out their arms to stop each other, thinking: "Although her kung fu is high, the four of me can stop it together." Today, even if he violates the teacher's orders and obeys the authority in a hurry, it is impossible to say. "How do you know that Aunt Ying neither pushes with her palms, nor punches and beats, but performs light skills and collides head-on. Seeing this, Zhu Ziliu returned to her arm and pointed at her wrist acupoint. Qiaozi shouted urgently: "Don't be rude!"

Fishing, wood, farming, and reading the four people's point kung fu are all from the personal transmission of a lamp master, although it is not as good as the master of a yang finger, but it is also regarded as a first-class kung fu in the martial arts, how do you know that when you meet Aunt Ying, you just hit the nemesis. She was planning to avenge the loss of her son, and she knew that Master Yideng had great finger skills, so she concentrated on the means of restraint. She is a good embroiderer, she actually came up with a wonderful method from the female red, wearing a small gold ring on the tip of the index finger of her right hand, and a gold needle about three minutes long is protruded on the ring, and the needle is fed with poison, her eyes are good, and her hand strength is steady, after several years of hard practice, flies fly in the air, stretch out your fingers and poke it, and the gold needle can pierce the flies. At this moment, when she was facing the enemy, she saw Zhu Ziliu's finger point, sneered, her fingers curled lightly, her fingertips were aimed at her fingertips, and a needle pierced the center of the tip of his index finger. As the saying goes: "Ten fingers are connected to the heart", the tip of the index finger belongs to the large intestine meridian of the hand Yangming, and the golden needle is pierced into it, that is, it reaches the "Shangyang acupoint."

”。 At this time, Zhu Ziliu's whole body energy was concentrated on his right hand

Aunt Ying looked at the situation in the Zen courtyard, and knew that Emperor Duan would be in the rear, seeing that Huang Rong was constantly entangled with herself, there must be tricks, and she thought that although this girl was young, the elf was eccentric and was not under her father, so she didn't want the thirty old lady to be upside down, and the grain ship crashed into the gutter, and now it has been delayed for a lot of time. Turning the Buddha hall, I saw a dark and dull light in front of me. She was alone and didn't dare to go straight, so she raised her voice and shouted: "Duan Zhixing, do you see me or not?

Zhang Feng and the three of them followed behind her, and Huang Rong smiled: "Don't you think there are no lights here?" The master was afraid that there would be too many lights, and he would frighten you when he lit them, so he taught people to put them out. Aunt Ying said: "Hmph, old lady, I am a person who is destined to go to hell, what are you afraid of?" Qin Nanqin smiled: "Why do you call yourself an old lady? I look at your beautiful appearance and moon appearance, and you are better than the twenty-eight beauties, no wonder Emperor Duan was so upside down with you back then." When Aunt Ying heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and sneered: "He turned me upside down? I have been in the palace for two years, when has he paid attention to others?" Qin Nanqin Qi said: "Hey, didn't he teach you martial arts?" Aunt Ying said: "Teaching martial arts is considered to be a matter of stepping on others?" Qin Nanqin said: "Ah, I know." Emperor Duan wants to practice innate skills, but he can't be too good with you. Aunt Ying snorted and said, "What do you know, why did he give birth to the crown prince again?" Qin Nanqin turned his head sideways, thought for a moment, and said, "The crown prince was born in the past, and he hadn't practiced innate skills at that time. Aunt Ying snorted again and said no more.

After a while, Qin Nanqin said again: "Emperor Duan refuses to save your son, but also because he loves you." Aunt Ying said: "You know everything, hmph, for the love of me?" The meaning was full of resentment. Qin Nanqin said: "He drinks the vinegar of the old naughty boy." If he doesn't love you, why should he drink vinegar? He was very sad to see your 'four-piece machine' mandarin duck brocade. Aunt Ying never thought that Emperor Duan would have such affection for herself, and she couldn't help but be stunned. Qin Nanqin said: "Senior Yinggu, I think you should go back." How did you know that Aunt Ying ignored Zhang Feng and the three of them and went into the backyard.

Aunt Ying broke into the backyard, stretched out her hand to push the door, and saw an old monk sitting in the center of the futon in the room, with a silver beard hanging down his chest, and a thick monk's robe wrapped up to his cheeks, and he was lowering his eyebrows. The four disciples of fishing, wood, ploughing, and reading, as well as several old monks and small novices, stood on both sides. When the woodcutter saw Aunt Ying coming in, he walked up to the old monk and said, "Master, Liu Niangniang has come up the mountain to visit." The old monk nodded slightly, and said softly: "You're finally here!" Aunt Ying knew that Emperor Duan had become a monk, but she didn't expect that after more than ten years, a heroic and heroic emperor had become such a declining old monk, thinking of Huang Rong and Qin Nanqin's two daughters, it seemed that the emperor was indeed not completely ruthless to himself back then, and couldn't help but feel soft in her heart, and the hand holding the handle of the knife slowly loosened. When I lowered my head, I saw that the baby belly pocket made of Jinpa was placed in front of Emperor Duan's futon, and there was a jade ring on the belly pocket, which was given to her by the emperor back then. In an instant, the scenes of entering the palace, learning martial arts, meeting Zhou, ruthlessness, giving birth to a child, and losing a child all appeared in front of him, and later I only saw Ai'er with a look of pain and asking for help, although it was a little baby, there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, as if he was complaining that his mother did not reduce some pain for him.

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