The far top strokes the air, the flower girl is sad, the mountain stream is green, and the green warbler sweeps the low bushes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The lord of Dongtufu County stood in the mountains, motionless and staring at a pink butterfly circling around Jiaorui, with a melancholy look on his face, which looked even more touching and worried.

If you already have honey, why not pick it?

The county lord began to be dissatisfied with the butterfly, how can you find sweetness by flying around like this? If you look closely, you can see that the stamens of the flowers are covered with thorns, and suddenly a wave of annoyance comes up, and he stretches out his hand to break the flower branch, and raises his hand to drive away the flying butterfly.

In the distance, the Ventu family also went into the valley under the watchful eye of the guards.

She looked from afar, the child was holding Wentu's hand tightly, followed by a happy lady, as if she was holding her father and playing with her mother when she was a child. After a while, Wentu seemed to find himself, so he went straight to this side, and the guards immediately stopped the woman and Xiao'er, and the woman actually opened her mouth to shout angrily, and Wentu turned around to comfort Fang before stopping.

The iron guard in the distance suddenly found that Wentu was coming straight to the county lord, and just wanted to surround but was stopped by the county lord's raised hand, she knew that Wentu did not dare to hurt herself.

"I've seen the county lord!" Ventu whispered.

"The lord of the Wenmeng is very interested, and he takes his wife and young son to play in the mountains and rivers, and it seems that he has elegance in his heart. The county lord said lightly, but there was obvious sarcasm in his words.

Wentu raised his eyes to look at Fu Rou, who was still depressed, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he avoided the county lord's eyes and replied: "The county lord is smiling, in the past eight years since he left Dongtu, with, with Zhuo Ji," he couldn't call his wife and children at home, just because what was in front of him was the right match, "Living in seclusion in the mountains together, I have long been accustomed to idle mountains and quiet waters, not comfortable and chic." ”

"I see," the county lord mentioned some interest, "Eight years of mountain dwelling, giving birth to children and raising children, it seems that the lord of the Wenmeng and his wife have a good relationship......"

"This, this ......" Da Wentu was asked by others for the first time, and his wisdom that has always been easy is also useless, no one knows how to answer at this time, his future wife asked about his current wife and children, and he was embarrassed, "It's just that Zhuo Ji has a hot temper, and if there is anything to offend in the future, I hope that the county lord Haihan." ”

The county lord sneered, his face was filled with displeasure, and he stared at Wentu fiercely and said: "If you don't say this, I know that I know that I was secretly stabbed by the general of Dongtu with a dagger back then, which woman in the world dared to do it?"

Wentu was extremely ashamed, knowing that it was useless to say more, so he changed his words and asked, "The county lord looks worried, and he doesn't know why he is troubled?"

The county lord turned his back to Wentu and didn't say anything for a long time. Perhaps feeling a little comfortable talking to Wentu, he raised his hand and said into the distance: "At the end of the distant vein, there are three mountain roads, which lead to different realms, if you come here by chance, you don't know where to go, which road will you choose?"

Wentu immediately understood that Fu Rou had encountered a major choice, hesitant and incomprehensible, and at the moment she was not in her identity, so she naturally couldn't hear her true heart, but it seemed so tormented, it must be a painful thing, and she couldn't help but feel pity in her heart, and replied quietly: "Wen Mou has read an old article, which describes that in the past, there was an angler sitting near the river and raising the hook to fish, but he fell asleep when he was tired, and the fish in the middle of the river ate all the bait on the hook and left. Speaking of which, there are three different fish to feed respectively, the first is the goldfish of the heavenly realm, if you start fishing, the angler will naturally become an immortal, and reach the peak; the second is the carp in the world, and if you catch it, you will soar and become a knight, and you will get a good wife; this third is a regional thief fish, and if you hook it at this time, you will definitely be ruined and killed, and your soul will enter the region. When the dreadmill woke up, there was no bait on the iron hook, and when he saw the twilight to the west, he returned in a huff. Wentu thought, the road ahead is parting ways, if you can't explore the prospects, it's better not to choose, if you make the wrong hook, the consequences are unimaginable, even if it is more of a good road......"

The county lord smiled slightly, he didn't expect Wentu, who was born in a farmer's family, to be able to say some interesting truths, but he immediately sank his face, and now he can't go back, even if he starts fishing for the third fish, he will never regret it, so he said to Wentu behind him: "The boat of personnel is across the water, if you don't advance, you will retreat, how can it not be reasonable?"

Wentu immediately raised his voice by half a point and said: "Otherwise, the world is unpredictable, sometimes stopping the sail is also regarded as moving forward, in case the reef in front is at the mercy of the reef, further will be shattered, it is better to stay for the time being......"

"That's enough!" the county lord shouted to stop Wentu from saying more, turned around suddenly, looked at Wentu with his eyes in confusion, and suddenly a different kind of talent suddenly appeared under his frowning and worried face, "You and I will go up in a boat now, even if it is a thousand rocks and reefs, we will crash together!"

Wentu couldn't hear what Fu Rou said, and looked at Rou'er, who was beautiful and well-behaved in the past, but now she was anxious, and couldn't help blurting out: "This is also beautiful!"

"You ......" The county lord was furious, and just wanted to call the guards, but he thought of using the person in front of him, so he walked away without saying a word!

Wentu looked at Fu Rou's distant back, and already felt the pain in her heart, and she also felt sour in her heart, so it seems that she must have encountered a problem, and it is by no means ordinary, she must not leave her at this moment, she must guard her side and act at an opportunity, even if she loses her life, she must protect Fu Rou.

At the mountain pass, Zhuo Ji's mother and son looked at Wentu from a distance, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Mother, who is the woman next to Daddy?" Bi Zi raised his head and asked.

Zhuo Ji whispered back: "That's the county lord of Dongtu!"

"Is the county lord the emperor's daughter?"

Zhuo Ji nodded, it should be so, and then explained: "Niang is the person of Dongtu, where she is not called the emperor, but the king, the daughter of the king, and the sister of the real king today." ”

Bi Zi repeated the word county lord in his mouth, kept looking at Zhuo Ji, and then looked at the county lord in the distance, and muttered: "Mother, that county lord is very good-looking." ”

With a "flutter", Zhuo Ji smiled, lowered her head and looked at her son and said: "The body of the county lord, graceful and luxurious, which one is very beautiful, which one is like a mother, the soil rises in the mountains, and the old face is red?"

Bi Zi immediately pouted and shook his head, and said dissatisfiedly: "Niang is the most beautiful woman except for the county lord......"

"Shhhh......h

The county lord slowly came to everyone, passing by Zhuo Ji for a moment, he couldn't help but slow down and look straight ahead, dressed as a typical peasant woman, slightly fat, with a red face and an unruly look in his eyes. Looking at each other, the county lord thought that this woman would bow her head and dodge, but she didn't expect Zhuo Ji's hot gaze to be unscrupulous, and she looked at herself, so she had to dodge her eyes and return to the house with her personal guards.

After a while, Wentu also walked down, and Zhuo Ji ignored the iron guards who were watching outside, and immediately asked: "Xianggong, is it difficult for the county lord to be for you?"

Wentu shook his head and replied, "No, as the lord of Dongtu County, it will naturally not be difficult for us." ”

"I see that she is preoccupied, so I should not provoke her. "Zhuo Ji is afraid that her husband will be embarrassed.

"It's okay, she is, she's a good person!" Wentu could only say that, no matter what Fu Rou had to do, she would always be an irreplaceable position in her heart.

"Xiang Gong said that he is a good person, so he is naturally a good person!" Zhuo Ji immediately responded.

"That's right," Wentu stopped, and everyone stopped, "If you are slow to treat you and Bi'er in the future, you must bear with it, and you should do it for the sake of achieving great things." ”

Zhuo Ji nodded, looking at her husband with a solemn face, since he had just become the leader of the martial arts alliance, he encountered a major event, and he would never pull the back of his husband.

For several days, the county lord did not come out, Wentu had nothing to do but became close to Nie Liang, talked about state affairs in the house, and learned martial arts in the mountains, and the two cherished each other, becoming more and more intimate.

Wentu learned that Nie Liang was twenty-six years old, the big county lord was four years old, he followed the old king since he was a child, and he also grew up with the county lord. Reading between the lines, Wentu learned that this Nie Liang was secretly in love with the county lord! That was an emotion of swearing to protect to the death, even if he went to the soup and fire, he would never give up. It's just that the county lord has always had regrets, and he never had the idea of marriage, and when he found out what was going on, Nie Liang never mentioned it.

At this time, Wentu felt that there was a lot of danger, Fu Rou was worried, and he abandoned the love of his children, what was hidden in his heart was definitely not tribal conflicts, such as martial arts in the Central Plains, but although Dongtu had been unified, he had no strength to invade the Central Plains, so what was it?

Seeing Xianggong lose weight day by day, Zhuo Ji began to worry......

The county lord on the top floor also had no smile, thinking about Wentu's choice of fish every day, and the saying that stopping the boat was advancing.

"Guo'er, what day is it?" the county lord asked.

"Back to the county lord, the tenth day of the seventh month. The maid replied softly.

The county lord stood up, slowly came to the attic window and looked down, and saw the text under the pine at a glance, standing with his back hand, his long hair fluttering slightly, his handsome eyes, thoughtfully, she quickly turned around, what is wrong, why did he see his gloomy expression, and he was also a little hesitant?

No! She immediately tightened her mind!

At this time, there was laughter outside, and although the county lord was extremely reluctant, he turned around and looked down again

It was Bi Zi, running around Wentu, constantly smiling. Without paying attention, Wentu grabbed Xiao'er's arms, lifted Bi Zi and threw it up with a slight lift of his hand, his body began to rotate, and Bi Zi also followed suit.

"Daddy...... Daddy......"

Bi Zi seemed to be scared, shouting and shouting and changing his voice, Wentu finally laughed and stood the child up, but Bi Zi swayed and his feet were unstable.

The county lord looked at it and suddenly remembered his father, his face turned pale, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed his chest, and immediately his eyes were round and revealing murderous intent, and he said word by word: "Guo'er, go out for a walk with me, and Xuanwentu will go together!"

"Yes, County Lord!" Guo'er just wanted to go out, then turned around and asked cautiously, "County Lord, do you want to ...... With General Nie?"

The county lord immediately shook his head and said, "No need!"

Guo'er immediately turned around, quietly stuck out her tongue, and trotted downstairs, Chuanwentu accompanied the county lord out, and ordered the guards to follow the escort.