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Zhao Li couldn't help but laugh when he heard Lian'er's ridicule, only to see him in a red suit, hanging a coat, not tied or tied, natural nature, showing the dragon and phoenix posture in his gestures. Although he loves Wan'er, he knows that he is from a poor background, how can he climb high, for fear of being spoken by others, "Lian'er said and laughed, you take care of the young lady by yourself, there are clothes in the car, take some out, this rain is very cold, don't hurt the cold." ”

Lian'er took three steps and two steps, put the paper umbrella on Xu Wanqiu's head, and scolded with a smile: "Although Miss has become a son, she is a woman after all, and she can't be faked, unless she is reincarnated, and she is born as handsome as Zhao Gongzi, which can be regarded as chic." ”

Zhao Li stretched out his hand between Lian'er's eyebrows, pretended to beat, and said stupidly: "As far as you talk the most, you should have really let you stay in the house at the beginning, and you ended up clean." You say that I am handsome, but the Lord says that I am more feminine than masculine, and not masculine enough, which means that I am not heroic. ”

Lian'er's face was slightly red, and her eyes showed shame. Xu Zhiliang turned around when he heard this, and retorted: "I only love to practice martial arts, and I have never had other thoughts, you don't want to do nothing there." "Xu Zhiliang is Xu Rong's eldest son, the nurse of Luoxiazhuang. He has a strong body, solemn like the wind of Panasonic, tall and gentle, his dark skin makes his face more resolute, his sword eyebrows are in the sideburns, he is righteous and awe-inspiring, and a stick-eyebrow is intimidating countless enemies.

Qin Yue pulled out a short knife and struck the wheel with the back of the knife, sonorous and rhythmic, the cunning Danfeng glanced at Zhao Li, and said with a smile: "Someone just loves to tell the truth, and the oily noodles are really true." "Qin Yue has a thin face and willow eyebrows, his body is as long as a rod, the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, he is frivolous with romance, and he is cunning with hidden evil, he is the descendant of Qin Zongquan.

Speaking of this Qin Zongquan, we have to start with the death of Huang Chao. When Zhu Wen and Li Keyong joined forces to besiege Chang'an, they killed all the comrades-in-arms who had been bloody together and the friends they worked together. Huang Chao was defeated, defeated and killed in the Wolf and Tiger Valley, Huang Chao was ambushed and killed from the remnants of his son Huang Haoshuai, and Qin Zongquan, the general of Caizhou, continued to oppose the Tang Dynasty, harassing and mutilating the people during the period, and also claiming to be the emperor in vain. Legend has it that the west to the Guannei, the east pole Qingqi, the south out of the Jianghuai, the north to the Weihua, the population is almost cut off, the thorn hazel covers the wilderness, and its soldiers will salt the corpse to make military rations.

After several months of siege, Zhu Wen captured Qin Zongquan alive and ordered Xu Changfeng to take him to Beijing to behead him. Before his execution, Qin Zongquan still shouted under the knife to defend himself: "Do I look like a rebel? I am fiercely loyal to the imperial court, and the sun and the moon can be seen, but I hate and have nowhere to go." At this moment, such words seem too pedantic, not a hero, but really a bear. After a burst of laughter, the knife fell from his hand, and blood spilled on the spot.

Although Qin Yue is also regarded as the queen of the emperor, the rise of the Great Qi regime was mixed with too much unwarranted murder and despised, which was despised by all the people. He endured humiliation and burden, lived under Xu Changfeng since he was a child, and suffered the humiliation of the family in the village, and rumors followed. Some say that he mixed into the village to wait for an opportunity to avenge his grandfather, and some say that he wanted to use Xu Changfeng's hand to recover Daqi. The ridicule and contempt of others made Qin Yue's heart darker and darker, and he only talked about the shortcomings of others, which seemed very unsociable. He fights quickly with a short knife in one hand, and his moves go straight to the point, and he is known as a ghost hand, and he never knows where he will cut next.

Xu Wanqiu turned around and kicked Qin Yue, and said angrily: "Put away your knife, and don't cut melons and fruits, I see which of you is a ghost hand, obviously a ghost monkey." ”

Qin Yue smiled evilly: "I'm a monkey, then what are you, isn't it all my credit that you can go? Don't cross the river and think about demolishing the bridge, it is inevitable that you will still have to cross the river in the future." ”

Xu Wanqiu was speechless when she said this, Lian'er took her hand and said slowly: "Miss, don't be too far away, you see that these shoulders are wet, no matter how big Lian'er's umbrella is, can it be bigger than the sky?"

"Yes, no matter how big it is, can it be bigger than the sky?" Wan'er thought about it, along the way, she had already encountered countless refugees, and everywhere she went was full of desolation, and there was nothing more tragic than this. Although he has fine clothes and food, he can't help the world at the same time, and he is depressed when he thinks about it. Although she is arrogant and arrogant, she also reads poetry and books, and she just plays with the temper of the young lady on weekdays, and she still has to be compassionate in the face of great rights and wrongs.

Zhao Li seemed to see the clue, and stepped forward to reassure: "Since ancient times, it has been like this, I can't complain about the sky, especially people, if there is no troubled times, how can there be heroes?"

Lian'er echoed: "Uncle's exploits are fought on the battlefield, and Miss can have today because of the blessings of this troubled world, and we can't take care of whether people are doing well or not." "Lian'er's family is in the middle of the road, and she has lived in Luoxiazhuang since she was a child, and her aunt treats her well, although she is a maidservant, but she sleeps and eats with Xu Wanqiu, like a close friend in the boudoir. The so-called Zhu Chi Mo Hei is naturally contaminated with delicateness, but it also does not lose the beauty and innocence of an ignorant girl.

With a sneer on her pale face, Xu Wanqiu scraped the bridge of Lian'er's nose and said, "What a conscienceless person, what do you know, now that life is cheap, people are like grass mustard, a fire is accompanied by a spring breeze, where is there still life?" She opened the folding fan, the gold wire outlined on it, the landscape was vivid, and the rain flowed down the fan bone, obviously this gold wire fan is not invaded by water and fire, the plain hand is slightly swinging, and the elegant air is accompanied by coolness, "Don't call me Miss Miss, didn't you say yes before going out, you want to call Xu Gongzi." ”

"Okay Xu Gongzi, the slave family is polite. Lian'er bowed slightly, and the laughter like silver bells mixed with the sound of rain swept away.

The little boy behind the crowd drove the carriage without saying a word, and at the age of fourteen or fifteen, dressed as a scholar, sat diagonally on the front of the four-wheeled carriage, holding the reins. He has followed Xu Changfeng since he was a child, before and after, doing some rough work, he is a house slave, and the family in the village calls him the little four, which means a small house. He has fair skin, a square face and a wide mouth, and an age-appropriate sense of stability between his eyebrows and eyes. He saw that the rain was falling very quickly, but no one got into the car to rest, thought about it again and again, and did not want to say anything, he drove by himself, and listened to the jokes of his companions, and was quite happy.

Lian'er supported "Xu Gongzi", for fear that she would be drenched in one more drop of rain and fall into the wrong inch. One is a woman dressed as a man, graceful and heroic, soft and elegant; the other is a little powdery, light and lively, with a little naughty, a little naughty, just a pair of fairy couples, envious of others.

Lian'er's sparkling eyes were smart and intelligent, like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, round and abnormal, turning around in this rain curtain, and finally looked at the place where the weeds were luxuriant, and exclaimed: "Miss, look ahead, there seems to be a figure? She stretched out her hand and pointed forward, her fingers slightly long, the nails of the impatiens soaking brightly in the rain.

But seeing that there is no wind and grass, there seems to be a shoe exposed, moving slowly. Xiao Mo hid in it, but he didn't provoke, he knew that the people of the rivers and lakes blocked the road to rob money or ask for their lives, they had to shout lip code, and if they didn't follow the rules in front of Yunzhuang, they would get an axe in the class, and if they lost face, they would have to be corpses here.

Xu Rong stopped the truck and wanted to come forward to investigate, but was stopped by Xu Zhiliang and whispered: "Father, don't go forward, I'm afraid there will be an ambush." He turned around and pulled out a long stick at the bottom of the truck, leaned behind him, and shouted: "The red goods on the top of the gold are over here, and there is no explosion in the river, can you talk about it?" This sentence is the term of the rivers and lakes, which means that the goods passing through here on a rainy day, hoping that there will be no conflict and whether peace talks can be made. There is utter humility in the words, which shows sincerity.

Xiao Mo was confused when he heard it, and he didn't dare to move, he kept smearing mud on his face under the grass, his movements were cautious, and finally he made himself a ghost, slowly poked his head out, and said in his heart: "Lao Tzu's appearance is already miserable, see how you can bear to do it." He thought in his heart, and he staggered and moved with broken steps under his feet.

Xu Wanqiu saw Xiao Mo shrugging his head, he couldn't see his face clearly, his whole body was wet and filthy, he walked left and right, and his mouth seemed to be muttering something, which looked extremely terrifying in the cold wind of the vertebrae. She subconsciously clasped the sleeve arrow in the palm of her hand, and protected Lian'er by her side with her backhand.

Lian'er looked at Xiao Mo and saw that he was fifteen or sixteen years old, his facial features were blurred and difficult to distinguish, his clothes were tattered, and he seemed to be carrying a heavy object behind him. She whispered in Xu Wanqiu's ear: "Childe, I don't think he looks like a thief, but like a refugee, this thin and small, not very old, should be injured and hiding here." ”