In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Chapter 66
At that time, the Dong family was ordered to fight for the imperial court when they were in danger. General Dong died in battle. In the same year, Mrs. Dong gave birth to a pair of twins.

One day, a rickety old man passed by the door of Dong's Mansion.

"You two sons and daughters are born and restrained by each other, so they must be raised separately."

It's not normal no matter how you look at it. In the troubled times, I'm afraid he is a crazy poor person.

That's it.

Mrs. Dong didn't take it seriously, she just called someone to give him some food.

The next day, I met the old man again.

The old man said these words to her again.

Mrs. Dong has a good temper. Although she was a little annoyed, she didn't show it. She also ordered the servants to bring some food and clothing to the old man.

Before leaving, the old man handed her a folded yellow paper talisman, and the old lady had no intention of taking it, but unexpectedly, the baby girl in her arms grabbed the talisman, squeezed it with her fleshy little hands, and let out a cluck. smile.

"Haha, fate, fate."

The old man looked up to the sky and left with a long smile.

One month later, Beijing was also shrouded in the flames of war. The Dong family without General Dong was like a dead tree, which could be brought down with a light push of half a finger.

Mrs. Dong ordered the servants and maids in the mansion to take the young master and the young ladies to hide in the secret passage, but she guarded the huge Dong family's old house alone. At that time, the majesty who was far away in the Liangdu Palace could not protect himself, let alone the mere Who would pay attention to a widow?

But it was such a helpless widow who saved the bricks and tiles of Dong's house from being slaughtered by the war.

She mediates with the enemy, relying on a three-inch tongue and a solid body, she subdues the enemy without fighting.

It can be said that the later rise of the Dong family benefited from this heroine.

But at that time, no one knew how her thin body supported the huge Dong family. In the second year, the previous dynasty was destroyed, and the first emperor established a new dynasty, the Han Yun Dynasty, and moved the capital to the capital. After hearing about Mrs. Dong's deeds, He showed more concern for the widow of the Dong family.

Fate is like flooding, and it strikes again.

The men of the Dong family are all physically strong and capable of both civil and military skills.

Among the Dong family's children, Dong Hu was the tallest and most handsome. The new emperor often sighed: "It's a pity. If the young girl hadn't died young, she would be fourteen now. She must have grown up gracefully and beautifully."

The corner of Madam Dong's mouth was bitter.

Seeing her like this, His Majesty only said that he hurt Madam's heart by talking too much.

The old lady had been out of the palace for less than half a month, when she heard that His Majesty decreed that the youngest daughter of the Marquis of the South of the city should be married off to the Xiongnu in order to keep the peace between the two countries.

The youngest daughter of the Marquis of the South of the city is a well-known beauty.

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pat.

The weather was not good, and it began to rain suddenly.

In front of the case, a candlestick, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, slender fingers twisting the pen, wanting to write but stop.

The candlelight shone on Junxiu's face, and his eyes were dim.

"Boom."

Accompanied by a burst of thunder, the ink dripped slightly on the rice paper, and quickly smudged to the outside, swift and swift, as magnificent as a crowd of heroes competing for the deer.

a long time.

She got up and walked to the door, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and walked out of the courtyard very quickly.

He bumped into Meng Xiyuan who was about to look for her, but he seemed to have not seen him, and walked past him without seeing him, leaving behind a faint cold wind.

Meng Xiyuan frowned and followed, and saw her walk to the eaves from a distance, put away the oil-paper umbrella and put it aside before raising her hand to knock on the door.

After three beeps, the door opened.

The one inside is none other than the Third Senior Uncle.

They didn't know what they said, Xiao Yu suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to the Third Martial Uncle.

Because it was the Double Ninth Festival, Xuan Zhenzi asked Gu Youyang to go down the mountain and go home to celebrate the festival. The other five people had a simple lunch and listened to what the third uncle had seen and heard during his travels, and then went to do their own things .

Xiao Yu went back to the house, took out the jade pendant from the sword bag, fastened the sword bag again, and returned it to his master.

Xuan Zhenzi said: "Xiaoyao has been with you for a long time, and he is very familiar with you. Keeping it will be of great benefit to you."

She shook her head.

"The current disposition of this disciple is not enough to control the Xiaoyao sword. Therefore, I am here to return it to the master." She put Xiaoyao on the table, stepped back half a step, raised her hand and bowed: "Thank you, Master, teach me and teach me. The disciples are grateful."

This look seems familiar.

That boy Chu Zhijiang looked like this before he returned to Jinzhou.

It makes people feel uneasy and uneasy.

Xuan Zhenzi stretched out his hand to cover Xiaoyao, and asked with a hint of omen: "But there is a choice?"

"Yes."

After dinner, Xiao Yu went down the mountain with the third uncle.

After a long journey, one had to choose a good horse. When the horse dealer led the two of them to choose, Xiao Yu subconsciously stood far away, with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

The horse dealer saw the clue at a glance: "Is this young man afraid of horses?"

The answer is, wouldn't it be a joke.

So she shook her head and said, "No."

As if annoyed that the horse dealer had delayed the time, Huang Tianrun said dissatisfiedly: "The horses here are very ordinary in appearance, but are there other things?"

Huang Tianrun's quack aura is far from that of a Qingfeng Taoist priest.

The horse dealer also noticed that this person was extraordinary.

"Yes, yes, please follow me."

The three of them walked to another place, and saw three horses tethered in the stables. They were all strong and of high quality, obviously different from the ordinary horses just now.

It was Wusun horse!
Xiao Yu's eyes went dark, and he felt his world spinning.

Huang Tianrun's eyes lit up, he took a closer look, and praised repeatedly: "Okay, okay, what a horse!"

The horse raised his head, his eyes seemed to be disdainful, then he lowered his head and continued to chew.

This business is done!
The horse dealer smiled and introduced: "The guest has a good eye, this is a war horse in the army, one of the best horses in ten thousand."

"good."

Huang Tianrun looked to his left, and asked in a low voice, "Little Yu'er, what do you think?"

After guarding the gate, Dang has been familiar with weapons and horses since she was a child. When she saw the horses outside, the expressions of these three horses were obviously different.

It can be seen that she can tell it is a war horse at a glance.

Xiao Yu stood against the pillar, using his internal energy in a strange way, so as not to sit on the ground with weak legs, that would be really embarrassing.

The third martial uncle has sharp eyes, how could he not know a good horse, and asking her the other way around this time made it hard for her to tell.

When he made up his mind to go to Beijing, he never expected to ride a horse.

It seems that the third uncle has already selected one of the three Wusun. If she chooses an ordinary horse, she can manage it barely, but it is far inferior to the physical strength and speed of a war horse.

Everything seems to be developing in an unexpected direction.

The hands hidden in the sleeves were tightly clenched, and the palms hurt from pinching, and suddenly became sober.

"Okay, that's it."

The one she was pointing at was the war horse on the far side. It never raised its head from the beginning to the end, and was devoting itself to eating the horse food. It seemed to be quiet, but its posture was extremely proud.

Horses can be bought with ten gold or one hundred gold.

A good horse can be bought with a thousand pieces of gold.

A thousand-mile horse is a priceless treasure, so it depends on Bole to bargain.

The price offered by the horse dealer was really high, even if the two of them emptied their pockets, they would not be able to get so much silver. She once thought of exchanging the jade pendant for the horse, but finally gave up.

(End of this chapter)