retaliate

Chapter 370: Chasing the Sun

As a man, the fun in life is actually not much.

Whether it is power or pleasure-seeking, women are an essential part.

For women, men will always have a possessive desire, and they will not allow others to touch them, or even spy on them.

And his own woman is even more so.

But at this moment, the son-in-law saw his princess kissing Yang Xuan on his own initiative.

In an instant, Chen Qiu's face turned blue.

Then it rose red.

"She...how dare she!"

Yang Xuan frowned slightly, "This is not good."

Changling didn't expect that he would dare to kiss Yang Xuan, but after seeing Chen Qiu's appearance, he couldn't help feeling secretly happy.

The old thief came over and said solemnly: "Lang Jun, what are the arrangements for the evening?"

"Live in a tent!" Yang Xuan said.

The old thief pointed at Changling with some embarrassment, "The princess has to be watched by someone, or...the villain is with her?"

Chang Ling looked at him, "I'd rather not sleep."

The old thief sighed, "Then what about Duke Tu? Duke Tu is getting older, and he doesn't seem to be thinking about it anymore, so he can sit still."

When you get older, things don't work anymore, and it's uncomfortable for both of you, so it's better to sit still and pretend that you don't have that function.

Tu Chang said indifferently: "The old man is wrong."

"Why?"

"The old man will practice at night."

The two looked at Yang Xuan.

"Lang Jun has worked hard." The old thief said sincerely.

Tu Chang coughed dryly, "To take care of the princess, it's worth it!"

Yang Xuan was thinking, if a few more years pass, these subordinates will rack their brains for his harem... the beauty here, the noble daughter of that family.

Night falls.

"Princess, go to sleep!" Yang Xuan got up.

Changling followed him into the tent.

"It's a bit small." Yang Xuan just took off his outer robe and lay down, feeling that the space around him was a bit smaller.

Chang Ling lay down, "Sleep."

Her body tensed up a bit.

Yang Xuan really didn't have any thoughts, but an unfamiliar woman was lying beside him, and the strange breath made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Count the sheep!
Yang Xuan closed his eyes.

Just when he counted three hundred sheep.

Changling opened his mouth.

"What do you do in Datang?"

It turned out that Changling couldn't sleep either, so Yang Xuan moved his body and touched Changling.

"Assassin."

"You don't say what you don't want to say, why lie?" Chang Ling's voice was a little cold.

"It's just a petty official." To tell the truth, no one believed it.

"Not a word of truth in his mouth."

"The truth women want to hear, is it the truth or the answer they want?"

The two were silent.

After a long time, Changling said: "Daliao and Tang have been fighting for many years, may there be a day of peace?"

Yang Xuan rested his hands on the back of his head, "Yes."

"when?"

"When no one is around."

Someone will benefit.

Where there are interests, there are rivers and lakes.

There are big and small rivers and lakes.

Where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes.

There is no way around it.

"The Great Tang is not as good as the Great Liao." Changling felt inexplicably at ease, and was even a little obsessed with this feeling, as if the man beside him was a mountain.

"There is no dynasty that lasts for thousands of years. This is the case in the Tang Dynasty, and the same is true in the Northern Liao Dynasty."

"But at least Daliao can destroy Datang."

"Afterwards, my internal strife collapsed, and I died after getting too addicted?"

Yang Xuan felt that Changling was probably irritated by these words, and remained silent for a long time.

Well, there's no point in arguing with a woman.

Yang Xuan let go of his hands.

beside.

Changling said in a low voice:
"Do you want……"

"what?"

"Die before you die?"

……

Chen Qiu felt extremely tormented that night.

Waking up in the early morning, he was staring at the opposite side.

Did that bitch sleep alone last night, or with someone?
The soldiers also got up, washed up, and made breakfast.

The smoke curled up.

opposite.

The old thief and Tu Chang were busy with breakfast.

The Deng show came, strolling around the fire.

The tent didn't move.

Who is in there?

Chen Qiu felt his mouth full of bitterness.

That Li Xuan probably went there for convenience.

The tent moved and someone came out.

It is Changling.

Chen Qiu squinted at her.

Fortunately, Changling was alone.

then.

Another person came out.

Yang Xuan glanced at him and smiled slightly.

boom!
Chen Qiu felt his mind went blank.

Even if he knew that those people would definitely stay with Changling last night, when he saw that handsome and talented young man, all kinds of daydreams filled Chen Qiu's mind irresistibly.

He felt that everyone was laughing at him.

There was sarcasm in everyone's eyes.

The princess was slept by that Tang man!
You dog for nothing!
"Bitch!"

Chen Qiu spit on the ground.

"Who are you calling a slut?"

He Lianyu came over and asked in a deep voice.

At this moment, Chen Qiu's reputation is notorious, he can't give He Lianyu and others an excuse to impeach him... Chen Qiu said: "Me."

He Lianyu nodded, "It's good that you know."

Over there, Yang Xuan and Chang Ling were talking in low voices.

"How's the scenery here?" Chang Ling combed his hair in the tent.At this moment, there are more lively girls.

Yang Xuan took a look, "Desolate, majestic."

"I like riding horses." Changling squinted his eyes, and stretched out his hand to build a pergola in front of his eyes. "At that time, I was foolish and wanted to chase the sun. I just chased and chased until the sun went down."

"Changling chasing the sun." Yang Xuan thought of the legend of that world.

"It was only later that I realized that the sun cannot catch up, just like many people and many things." Changling raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "However, I like your two lines of poetry."

She looked at Yang Xuan slowly with her hands behind her back, "The bright moon was there at that time, and it once returned home according to the colorful clouds."

At noon that day, they passed a large market.

There are many people and there are many stalls.

You can even see those people who are leading horses and rushing to the market.

"They need to come here to buy things." Changling knew this, "I buy things every once in a while, salt or something."

"Take a break!" Yang Xuan said.

Changling smiled, "Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?"

Yang Xuan shook his head, "Not afraid."

The longer Chang Ling followed him, the greater the blow to the Chen family.

——For the Chen family, the princess committed herself to the hands of thieves for many days.

When it was passed back to Ning Xing, the Chen family's reputation was completely tainted.

Deng Yan finally poked his head out of the carriage.

"Hey!"

No one cares.

"Hey!"

The old thief sat on the shaft of the car and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you shouting for?"

Deng Yan asked: "Old man, Minister of the Household Department, whose subordinate are you waiting for?"

With the princess in hand, Deng Yan felt safe.After being bored for a day, he figured out the situation and felt that the three should be scouts or secret spies.

So he started yelling.

"What are you asking about this?"

"The old man wants to know who made the move." Deng Yan coughed dryly and raised his airs, "Thanks to you waiting this time. Naturally, the Deng family will be rewarded when I turn back."

The old thief felt that this guy's posture was too intimidating, "What reward is better than me waiting for this risk?"

There is also the hard work of Liu Qing leading two thousand riders to wander through the cracks of the Beiliao scouts.

Deng Yan said indifferently: "I don't know how to flatter."

Yang Xuan turned back in front, "If you say one more word, I will throw you down."

Deng Yan just wanted to speak.

"Old thief!"

Yang Xuan had a cold face.

The old thief said with a sinister smile: "Master Deng, do you want this old man to serve you?"

Deng Yan retreated into the carriage and muttered, "Let's wait for the old man to go back and find out..."

The minister of the household department returned to northern Xinjiang after he became an official.It is bitter and cold in northern Xinjiang, and few nobles are willing to come, so the status of a former servant of the household department is extremely precious.

Deng Yan was flattered by those people, but he was not an idiot.

He didn't think Yang Xuan's previous look was a threat, that young man really dared to do that.

Whose subordinate is he?

The secret spy of Jingtai, or the scout of Northern Xinjiang?
After waiting for a while, Deng Yan felt that the movement outside was not right.

He lifts the curtains.

Outside are all Beiliao sergeants.

"what!"

Deng Yan screamed, "Save the old man!"

But those Beiliao people just glanced at him with strange eyes.

No one cares about him!

The four of Yang Xuan entered the market.

He Lianyu and others followed.

"All here?"

The generals under his command nodded, "The three masters mobilized by fast horses are right in front."

He Lianyu squinted at Yang Xuan and the others in front of him, and said in a low voice: "The princess has been awe-inspiring and inviolable these days."

"Yes."

"Who dares to chew his tongue, cut off his tongue."

"Yes!"

"Where's the dog?"

"Follow."

He Lianyu glanced back, Chen Qiu was following not far away, his words just now were obviously heard.

There are several wine shops in the market.

It is said to be a restaurant, but in fact it has some low stools and a few tables.The food and wine are all ready, there is no shortage of meat, but it is cooked miserably, and it looks like it has no appetite.

"I've always wanted to drink on the street." Changling was a little excited, "The shopkeeper must be a tall man wearing a bamboo hat. He doesn't seem to be eye-catching, but he can stir up the galaxy."

"A real expert will not come out to set up a stall, and he can earn a lot of money by just teaching a few disciples."

"Taste?" Changling pointed to the wine shop on the right.

There are not many customers in this restaurant, enough for them to sit down loosely.

"Then try it."

Yang Xuan nodded, and the old thief went over and said, "Cut the mutton into two plates, and bring some wine."

"Good Le!"

The shopkeeper is a woman, her hair is wrapped in a handkerchief, her face is fair, and she can see her teeth when she smiles.

There were two drinkers near the aisle, and one occupied a desk.

Both of them were wearing bamboo hats, just to shade them from the sun.

The drinker on the right was slightly fat, raised his glass and glanced at Yang Xuan.

"The young man is so handsome."

Yang Xuan smiled, "I'm overwhelmed."

Another drinker also took a look at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan and Chang Ling sat down opposite each other.

He Lianyu and others stood outside and stared at each other, blocking the way for other guests to come in.

The woman looked dissatisfied, but dared not speak out.

Wine and dishes come up.

The old thief tasted it first, and said: "The taste is not interesting, but it's okay."

This means no medicine.

Yang Xuan ate a piece of mutton, "It's getting old."

Chang Ling only cared about drinking.

"What a weak drink!" Chang Ling poured himself a bowl in dissatisfaction.

"I don't even know if I'm drunk with this kind of wine." Yang Xuan raised his glass.

The female shopkeeper came over with a kitchen knife, "What do customers think?"

Yang Xuan looked at her kitchen knife.

The female shopkeeper smiled and said, "Ouch! I forgot, it's time to fight!"

As she spoke, she reached out and patted her face lightly.

The fat man stood up, came over with a bowl, and said with a smile: "Meeting is fate, young man, drink a bowl!"

Yang Xuan put down his glass, "It's easy to say, but..."

"But what?"

"What is your right hand doing behind your back?"

call!
Changling only felt a gust of cold wind passing by.

The fat man's right hand came out, holding a very long whip.

The whip came over like a poisonous snake, and rushed straight to Yang Xuan's neck.

Changling moved his hand, "Be careful!"

The long knife fell into Yang Xuan's hands at some point.

Then he pulled a knife flower.

The long whip was wrapped around the long knife, but Yang Xuan kept cutting with all his strength.

Another drinker quietly came up behind him, raised his right hand, and thumped violently.

Tu Chang, who was diagonally opposite, stretched out his hand and pressed the table, and the person flew over.

The wooden pole blocked the top of Yang Xuan's head.

"what!"

The alcoholic drank too much, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out.

Drops of sweat burst out from the pores on his face, followed by drops of blood.

Those eyes were rounded, and his face flushed red.

This is turning all the inner breath into a punch.

Before the fist arrived, the strong wind blew Yang Xuan's hair up.

At this time, the wooden pole was picked up.

Bah!
The man only felt that his wrist was knocked, and one arm was sore.

Split the wooden pole diagonally.

The man retreated.

The wooden pole caught up with him like lightning, and slapped him hard on the chest.

At the same time, Yang Xuan reversed the long saber, and the fat man's body rolled in the air.

"Ouch! Don't fight, don't fight!"

The female shopkeeper came over with a kitchen knife, covered her forehead and said, "Look at my things, they are all broken.
Who!
Come!
pay! "

The three words spewed out one by one from the mouth of the female shopkeeper, like thunder.

The old thief stood in front of him.

"roll!"

The female shopkeeper sent the old thief flying with just one punch.

She only has Yang Xuan in her eyes!

"kill!"

The fat man threw away his long whip and rushed to Yang Xuan.

Chang Ling's complexion changed slightly.

Yang Xuan casually put the long knife back into its sheath and raised his glass.

"Come!"

Changling raised his bowl.

"careful!"

The fat man's feet came.

Yang Xuan turned a blind eye, raised his head and drank slowly.

Bah!
The wooden pole appeared on his right side and hit the fat man's sole.

"Chance!"

When He Lianyu saw that the female shopkeeper had already rushed over, he couldn't help clenching his fists, "Kill that young man, and the matter is settled!"

The general beside him said: "That woman is called Jiushan, her cultivation level is high, that Li Xuan will definitely die!"

The most powerful Tu Chang has been held back, what else can that little boy do?
Chen Qiu took a deep breath, thinking that he would have to find a way to get Chang Ling to change his mind later, even if it was to lick the dog again for a while.

The female shopkeeper swooped down.

Throwing the kitchen knife over casually.

Bah!
She heard the whipping.

Yang Xuan looked at Changling.

"Pour me wine."

Changling pressed the long sleeve with one hand, lifted the jug with the other, stood up, and slowly poured the wine into Yang Xuan's glass.

The wind howled behind him.

When she looked up, she saw the body of the fat man flying over her head and flying towards the female shopkeeper.

Then came Tu Chang.

This old man who looked like an old farmer appeared behind the fat man like lightning.

The female shopkeeper punched the fat man.

With a stern voice, "Kill!"

The roar was like thunder.

Fists like drumsticks.

Tu Chang's face remained unchanged.

One punch!
Bah!
Tu Chang landed on the ground and walked to his desk.

sit down.

At this moment Chang Ling poured good wine for Yang Xuan and sat down slowly.

Yang Xuan raised his glass.

All in one drink.

"Shopkeeper, serve the wine!"

(End of this chapter)