Sheng Fu

Chapter 544 Ling Feng is arrogant and has a big heart!

the seventh day.

Outside the city of Bazhou, the soldiers from the south were approaching slowly.

At the front, Fucheng rode a first-class war horse, accompanying him to the right of the purple lion. , is one of the Bagu and the head of the Qilu.

Without Yu Wenjun as an anomaly, the head of Ba Gu is probably the young man on the left.

This time, the Helian family came out in full force, solemnly welcoming the soldiers from the south to the north.

In Bazhou City, every household was decorated with lanterns and festoons. All the elders and celebrities of the northern aristocratic families came out of the city to greet them at this moment. The first to bear the brunt was Yang Yu, whose ear was cut off by the prime minister's sword.

Under the city gate, there is a grand scene.

With a humble smile on Yang Yu's face, she stepped forward and bowed her hands, and said softly, "Counting it all together, is this the first time the general has entered the north?"

Chen Xuan hurriedly got off his horse, stepped forward to support Yang Yu's slightly withered hands, and apologized with a smile: "Senior really offended me, there is no need to treat me so generously. If you say that you came to the north, you probably came to the north to collect wind when you were young. The scenery in the north is magnificent, and it was also magnificent in my youthful feelings."

"Now I am not as young and strong as I used to be. When I come to the north again, I always think back to the past."

Yang Yu's eyes were subtle, and she smiled softly: "It's good that the general remembers it. In the past, I often went to the south. It is graceful and delicate, full of tenderness, and it is quite sympathetic."

Fucheng hadn't dismounted yet, just quietly looking at the people in front of him and exchanging greetings, looking around, this time the elderly people who came out had not yet arrived in Bazhou, everyone who should have come has come.

There are no fewer than one hundred famous and famous fighters in front of you.

There is also a senior who is at the peak of Ling Xiao, who is named Yang Zhong, No. 1 of the Yunhan Yang family, and is expected to ascend to the realm of Wuji in the future.

After Chen Xuan exchanged greetings with all the celebrities for a while, he took Yang Yu's hand and entered Bazhou City with all the celebrities. From the beginning to the end, Fucheng did not dismount.

It's not intentional to show off the majesty of the King of the North. Now in the northern land, they don't know that Fucheng is already the king of the North. It's just because the people on the ground are all elders. If Fucheng dismounts, he really doesn't know where to stand.

After entering the city, the army walked slowly, and the military administration was orderly, exuding a majestic aura, which more or less dispelled some of Bazhou's stagnation in recent years.

The people on both sides of the street either beat gongs and drums, or yelled loudly to welcome the Confederate Army into the city.

The hospitality of the north can be seen at a glance.

A group of leaders, while the people were watching, entered the most luxurious and extravagant Helian mansion.

Today, this mansion is still luxurious and extravagant, but the kingly aura that has been transpiring in the air all year round has finally withered.

It is rare for famous figures from all sides to go hand in hand all year round, but this does not affect, a young couple is on the second floor.

The face in the bowl is full of flavor and fragrance, the only regret is that the taste is slightly spicy.

Yu Wenjun glanced at the scenery downstairs, Chen Xuan, as a general, is like a great Confucian at the moment, and the demeanor and demeanor of talking happily with many famous people made Yu Wenjun smile slightly.

Jing Peiyao raised her head slightly, glanced casually at the grand scene downstairs, and asked, "Why are you laughing?"

"Is it because they don't know that you and I are eating noodles here."

At this moment, there are only this young couple in this restaurant, the shopkeeper, the waiter, and the back chef all went outside the building to meet the world.

Yu Wenjun said softly: "I was thinking, among the generals of the human race, the one with the most ink in his belly is probably Chen Xuan, which is far behind even Yue Bo."

"Beihai is a place of hard work, and a Confucian general has ushered in. I always feel that he is not on the scale."

Jing Peiyao sucked on a piece of noodles, took a sip from the small bowl of noodle soup next to her, and said softly, "But this Confucian general is good at water warfare, and the formation of troops above the water is almost incomparable."

"Although Beihai belongs to the north, there is no general in the north who is good at water warfare."

"Think about it, what kind of posture should we take to face this Confucian general who came from afar."

Yuwen Jundao: "Don't worry, Fucheng will probably be here, entertaining the soldiers for three days, and will also have some brief exchanges with the famous northerners who came this time."

"Chen Xuan, he will put on a good word for Fucheng in a pretentious manner."

"Some things are fake, but the regulations do not allow mistakes."

"It's you, have you ever thought about how to write moral articles?"

Jing Peiyao sucked another stick of noodles, and a calm expression appeared on her pretty face, and said, "Think about it, the text shouldn't be too long, just eight characters."

"Arrogant and ruthless, with a broad mind."

Yu Wenjun paused, took a big mouthful of noodles, and said: "It's too short. Although Huang Yue has life experience, she is only a child after all. Her vision has not been opened, and her pattern has not yet been opened. These eight words are too short for her. Bigger."

Jing Peiyao raised her head, frowned slightly, her eyes were as firm as iron, and said: "She will always taste the taste of hard work day after day, and maybe ten years later, she will be able to open the first Xiao Zhoutian."

Yu Wenjun stopped talking, this is to work slowly and meticulously, and the iron pestle is ground into a needle.

"Are you going back to Mingyue Mountain after dinner?" Yu Wenjun asked.

Jing Peiyao hummed, and the young couple continued to eat noodles.

No matter how lively Helian's mansion is today, it has nothing to do with them.

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Mingyue Mountain, in the study room, under the care of Chu Jinyan, Xiao Huangyue is reading a book, the title of the book is "Da Xing", and the content of the book is supplemented by moral articles and tactics.

The little guy read it very seriously and meticulously. It was probably the book she had read in recent days, and the book she found most useful.

Outside the door, Yu Wenjun and Jing Peiyao arrived.

Even Jing Peiyao was quite surprised to see the little guy so serious, Chu Jinyan lowered his head slightly, and secretly said: "This is a book she chose by herself, and she read it for about half an hour. She didn't ask me for advice, she was just watching."

Jing Peiyao smiled knowingly, there are very few people in the world who read books hard.

The little guy's move was quite in line with Jing Peiyao's wishes. When she was studying at Bailu Academy in the past, Jing Peiyao often read books that she couldn't understand. After experiencing some things, she naturally understood.

Suddenly, Huang Yue quickly closed the book, looked back, made a grimace, and said: "Why did you come here without saying hello, I am very embarrassed."

Jing Peiyao didn't reply, opened the magic weapon of space, and took out the Tailing sword.

"Do you still like this thing?" Jing Peiyao asked intentionally.

Huangyue saw that it was a sword box, so she couldn't wait to rush to Jing Peiyao, opened the sword box with rough hands and feet, and saw Tailing's true face, the little guy froze on the spot.

"If this sword is used to kill people, it will be very agile." Xiao Huangyue exclaimed.

Yu Wenjun frowned slightly, but he was helpless.

Jing Peiyao rubbed Xiao Huangyue's head, and said softly, "Come out with me."

Xiao Huangyue pretended to be obedient and followed behind Jing Peiyao, for fear that Jing Peiyao would not give her the sword that she thought could kill people.

All the way to the beach, the sea is calm.

Jing Peiyao's thoughts moved slightly, and Tailing came out of the sheath abruptly, and a clear sword sound resounded in the sky of Mingyue Mountain.

Holding the sword in one hand, using the sword as a pen, there is a strong wind and thunder in the midair, the sky is dark and the sky is dark, like a mad dragon is about to go out to sea.

"Arrogant and arrogant, full of heart!"

The four big characters, wrapped in a sense of imperial majesty, appeared in mid-air.

Seeing this, Xiao Huangyue froze on the spot, feeling a little bit of admiration for Jing Peiyao.

Jing Peiyao handed the sword in her hand to Xiao Huangyue, and said sharply: "From now on, after reading in the morning every day, I will write these eight characters on the sea water, at least one hour a day, don't get bored. Slack."

"Every three days, I will watch the progress of your writing skills. If something doesn't suit my heart, I will break this sword and make you happy for nothing."

Xiao Huangyue immediately looked anxious and flustered, nodded repeatedly and said: "I know, I will definitely write these eight characters well, don't scare me."

Jing Peiyao bowed her head, revealing the majestic majesty unique to Ziwei Zhenyuan.

"Am I scaring you?" Jing Peiyao asked in a deep voice.

Little Huangyue was anxious, quickly lowered her head, and responded quickly: "You didn't scare me, I was scaring myself."

Jing Peiyao couldn't laugh or cry for a while, a sword can make the little guy's heart willing to be so low, even if it is a pretty good sword.

"Let's read your book." Jing Peiyao pretended to be stern.

With a disheveled face, Little Huangyue went to the study with the Tailing Sword in her arms...

(End of this chapter)