Jin Luan is happy to marry

Chapter 140, Portrait

The long lake water resembles people's hearts, as if you can see the bottom, but in fact you can't see the bottom. It's not easy to see a few swimming fish, and it's best not to disturb the piles of sediments that are dark and difficult to distinguish.

Lei Fengqi stood upright by the lake, his body was like a towering tree, floating out like a wave of emotion.

Once upon a time, Zhaoyong County Prince's Mansion lived in ignorance of world affairs after avoiding misfortune and leaving Beijing. The desert was as snowy as a knife, but the family was happy as long as it was.

In the best days, the wind and sand were bitter, but my heart was peaceful.

Now that he came to the inland to find the truth and support, it coincided with the warmth of spring and the countless blooming scenes. He met Xiao Yu, Xue Menghu, Zhao Youlin, and Taipinghou.

The inland area is indeed much better than the border towns, but Lei Fengqi squinted his eyes in the sunlight, and what he saw through the lake was still the vast desert, dotted with several oases.

Missing him like a net, he was homesick.

"Master," several boatmen approached and bowed, pretending to be poor people: "Thank you for hiring me for another year, and rewarding me with a job for another year. Let's leave this boat and wait at the place you ordered."

Where are you waiting?

Lei Fengqi didn't know what the road ahead was, after meeting Brother Xiao Yu, he saw her itinerary as a guide, the boatman was just saying hello, you are going by land, we will drive the boat to a safe place and put it away.

He said lightly: "Go, be careful on the road, and take care of your own food and clothing."

"Yes."

Lei Fengqi suddenly thought: "There is also Wu Ye's piano, keep it well."

The shore was empty, and Yu Wuluo heard every word, but only picked his eyes to see that he didn't have much to say.

The boatman is Lei Qi's man, and the boat was purchased. Now that I don't need this boat, I don't worry about having nowhere to put it. Brother Lei Qi's people will naturally take it away.

She carried the burden of her clothes and lightly stroked the knife on her waist, as long as she took care of herself.

Miao Bao then came down, with big and small bags, carrying a load on his back.Inside were the wooden bowls of the fifth master of the girl, tea hangers, sesame oil, pickles, fruit jam, and stacks of clean handkerchiefs. Only three sets of clothes in a small bundle belonged to him.

"Hey Yo, Hey Yo", Gao Shan yelled exaggeratedly, holding the burden, carrying the burden, and disembarking with the burden, grinning very happily.

Lei Fengqi turned his eyes to the sky, and when the mountain passed by him, he teased in a low voice: "It won't be lost if you put it on the boat."

"It's safest to keep money with you." Gao Shan said solemnly, "This is my brother's money. My brother handed it to me, so I have to watch over it right before my eyes."

"That's right." Lei Fengqi satirized him solemnly.

Is this Xiao Yu's money again?

Usually speaking, the miser opens his mouth every day for my money, my money, and finally he can understand that the jewels in the underground palace belong to Xiao Yu, without Xiao Yu, he can’t get out or get in, and the jewels from the wild store are also Xiao Yu’s. It must be true, Xue Menghu only appeared after running for Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yu only went to the wild shop to settle accounts after running for him.

Zhao Tinggong came out with a big bag in his arms, his own small bag was hanging on his arm, Lei Fengqi couldn't help laughing: "Brother Ting Gong, remember to ask for more money if you work for Gao Shan."

"No, you are in charge of my food and drink." Zhao Tinggong showed his face from behind the jewelry bag, and in the joyful expression, his eyes glanced at his waist from time to time.

He came out with a saber, and now he wears an extra flute.

Yu Wuluo took out a few musical instruments from Wuchen's master room, because everyone pretended not to think of it because they were so angry, and the boat left after the fog dispersed, taking the instruments away.

She and Lei Fengqi prefer the qin, but don't like a few flutes, the long flute belongs to Zhao Tinggong.

Wuchen's master, who lives a carefree life, is afraid of vulgarity all day long, and the two boys also say that they are extraordinary and cute, and he can't find anything for business.

The long flute is made of naturally occurring purple bamboo, it has been nourished by the owner for several generations, its appearance is as smooth as purple jade, Zhao Tinggong loves it so much, he wipes it with a handkerchief every night, and puts it on the bedside when he sleeps.

Just came out of the fairyland and got another precious item, Zhao Tinggong was afraid that he would not work too much and feel sorry for what he got.

Part of the jewelry baggage was on him.

A group of people gathered together, Yu Wuluo, Lei Fengqi, Gao Shan, Zhao Tinggong and Miao Bao, everyone looked at each other, and four pairs of eyes looked at Yu Wuluo out of the five: "Where are you going?"

Yu Wuluo was overjoyed, raised his finger in a direction, and said with an air of vigor: "Let's go."

"Hmm." Lei Fengqi sneezed.

Yu Wuluo shifted his direction.

"Hmm." Lei Fengqi sneezed again.

Yu Wuluo moved his direction again, Lei Fengqi was speechless, he rubbed his nose and muttered: "The fog will catch cold, this lake, I am not blessed to suffer."

Yu Wuluo turned her face away, made a grimace quietly, and walked into the grass first.

About a quarter of an hour later, a group of horses grazing leisurely, suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Ha!" Yu Wuluo ran towards the big black horse happily: "We meet again, let me give you a name, you were born a godly horse, you can find me every time, you are really smart, let me call you Huiju. "

Lei Fengqi didn't know what to say to explain that this is a stallion, it also has a name, it's called Heiji, Huiju sounds like a mare.

"Huiju, do you like this name?" Yu Wuluo smiled.

The big black horse pushed her impatiently and urged her to get on the horse quickly.

Obviously, it doesn't like random name changes.

Gao Shan deliberately took a few steps around, walked past Lei Fengqi, and said with a smirk: "Your horse is gone, hee hee."

Zhao Tinggong exclaimed a little later: "This is the horse I brought out from home, the shoes were replaced with new ones, and the saddle was also replaced, ouch."

He was embarrassed to look at a few people, this horse could not leave and appear by itself like a magic trick, it could only be that Yu Wulei Qi Gaoshan's methods were too high.

He said apologetically, "When I ran away that day, I forgot that the name of the Zhao family was also engraved on the saddle. It would be best to replace it."

He also got on his horse with satisfaction.

Yu Wu was overjoyed, raised his whip and pointed forward, this time the direction was random and there was no sneeze from his side: "On the road!"

King Shunxing looked at the pile of portraits delivered with a blank expression. After the study was robbed, he tried to draw the face of the other party for easy capture.

The gentleman on duty in the study that night thought about the painting, the shopkeeper in the inn thought about the painting, and the soldiers guarding the city gate also thought about the painting.

Those who can't draw are sent to painters.

He punched the table fiercely: "What are these!"

Everyone draws differently.

The gentlemen on duty said all the same, only saw a tall man with a beard coming in, and then there was a gust of wind with figures, the guards at the gate of the study and the mansion said there was a middle-sized man, but the man on duty in the study fainted , no one saw the other person.

I don't count on the innkeeper. He is afraid of reprisals from guests and he still wants to do business with foreign merchants. He may make a mistake in the drawing.

The soldiers guarding the city gate should be able to see clearly in the early morning, but before the sword lights up, they only focused on searching the people entering and leaving the city, and then that group of people rushed into the city gate hole with their swords and wounded more than a dozen people. They only looked at Jianguang and not his appearance.

He lost his small seal and valuable letters, the king of Shunxing lost his lord, he will not dig his own scars and post arrest notices.In fact, he positively denied the theft of the palace.

But there should always be a real portrait, whether it looks like a five-pointer or a three-pointer.

Facing the faces with different eyebrows and eyes from all over the place, King Shunxing had no choice but to hold his breath in his chest, feeling extremely sad.

　Ask for a ticket and see you tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)