romantic flower

() From the very beginning, it was rumored that there was a Tanhualang in Mingyue Tower. At that time, Wang Kuanglu had heard about it, but he just scoffed at it.

Apart from his status as a royal relative, Wang Kuanglu was a real businessman after all.He knew that the so-called rumors of the Mingyue Building's Tanhua Lang were nothing more than a flattering name given to a person with outstanding literary talents who had impressed the oiran lady in a certain building.Wang Kuanglu might have been to brothels when he was a teenager, but since he got married and started a business, he has become a calm and wise man, and he has a bit of disdain for things like talents or oirans in brothels.

So when the name Tanhualang was circulated among the good-natured people in Bianzhou City, he didn't know that the new servant brought back to the mansion by his somewhat delicate little daughter was the rumored Tanhualang. During the busy period, he neglected these things.Until later... He gradually learned something from his subordinates, but he still didn't let it go.

It was when Wang Kuanglu made the model of the new ship that the real shock came to his heart, but at that time... After Wang Kuanglu realized it later, he realized that when he started paying attention to Song Yi, everything was overwhelmed.

Just like right now, he seems to be aware that he is slightly regretful. If Song Yi hadn't come to where he is today, the Wang family...maybe will have even greater blessings.

Looking at Wang Su who was at a loss, Wang Kuanglu stepped out of the threshold and sighed softly, stroking Wang Su's head lovingly.

After Song Yiyi rode out of the palace, it was considered to be the end of the sliver of gratitude in his heart.What he can do, what he wants to do, he has tried to do, now...he should go out of the city, leave this bustling city with which he had a relationship.

War, righteousness... He just did it reluctantly. What Song Yi thought in his heart was that he would certainly do it if he could save some people while keeping himself alive; but there are only so many people around him, and his strength As long as he is so powerful, what he thinks he can do is to help some people in the turmoil of the war, and then retreat in the flames of war.After all, Song Yi was still wanted by the Bianzhou government.

On the long street of Zongma, he suddenly saw thick smoke and flames coming from a distance, and a group of about a dozen Liao soldiers laughed and dragged a girl out of the house. In the room, there seemed to be tragic shouts...

At the Baijiajiu shop, Song Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold.

This group of Liao soldiers scattered about a dozen people, some of them were holding scimitars, some were holding spears, and several of them were carrying heavy burdens on their shoulders, but right now, they were young girls who were not even young. will also be taken captive.

Although Song Yi knew that he would not be able to defeat these Liao soldiers without fireworks, he told himself in his heart that he should avoid them, but under his shout, the horse under his seat suddenly moved towards them at a more violent speed. Followed by the group of Liao soldiers.

Tick ​​tick... tick tick...

The sound of horseshoes woke up a group of Liao soldiers who were laughing wildly and triumphantly. Seeing a young Han man rushing towards this side, this group of ferocious Liao soldiers shouted and immediately formed a battle formation to meet Song Yi.

This group of Liao soldiers didn't have the commanding generals like Xiao Baiye and Yelv Duanming, but these people had no rules and only wanted to kill anyone who didn't like it.So under such circumstances, Song Yi seemed to have no opportunity to take advantage of this group of Liao soldiers who had no rivals in love.

All that remains is the real battle.

The girl who was being dragged and whose clothes were torn was Qionghua, while the crying old man in the burning house was Papa Bai.

Father Bai and Qionghua can be regarded as a pair of grandparents who depend on each other for their lives, neither are they poor nor rich, because people are good at relying on the large population in this city, they can barely live in peace.Qionghua's father died after going to the battlefield, and her mother also died after being weak and sick after leaving Qionghua.

When he heard that the Liao soldiers were coming to attack the city, Papa Bai quickly closed the shop, and the unrelated grandpa and grandson hid in the house nervously praying that the disaster would not spread to the Baijiajiu shop.But God seems to like to tease people who are interested, or maybe things in the world are like this.

The Liao people love wine, and a small group of Liao soldiers dare not go to the big restaurant, because there may be a large number of guards there.But when this group of Liao soldiers saw a small shop like the Baijia Wine Shop, they suddenly rushed open the door of the wine shop with all their vigor.

Snatching wine, stealing money, setting fire to the shop after beating Papa Bai, and then grabbing the young Qionghua for them to play and enslave...

Such disasters will happen wherever there is war, and when people are cruel, they only see the desire to kill and have no human conscience.

Liao soldiers were vicious and unscrupulous, but Song Yi couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart after all, so facing the dangerous situation, he had to rush out, because there was an innocent old man in the house filled with smoke...

More than a dozen Liao soldiers formed a terrific formation specifically to deal with horses, with spears and spears in front, and knives and axes in the back.

Murderous, serious.

Song Yiyi galloped over without hesitation!One zhang...one meter...

"drink!!"

After Song Yi entered the attack range of the Liao soldiers, the spearmen of the Liao soldiers in front of the array suddenly bulged the muscles on their arms, leaned forward in an instant, and rushed towards Song Yi's men with their spears. And the horse, stab it hard!

There was a sudden hiss...

The galloping horse with its hooves raised was instantly pierced by several spears, and blood splashed out from the pierced blood hole. With the desperate mournful hiss of a beast, it fell heavily, and instantly crushed on the ground. On the spearmen in the front row, after the sad hiss of the horses, there were several howls of misery.

A ruthless look flashed in Song Yi's eyes, and he pulled his feet out of the stirrups at the moment when the steed flew into the air and the spear pierced the horse.Then, leaning on the back of the steed that was doomed to die, he leaped high, like a hungry eagle pouncing on food, and threw himself into the array of knives and axes behind the spearman...

At that time, a head flew up.

With the long knife in Song Yi's hand, with all the hostility in his body, he severed the head of the first Liao soldier with some panic, and then savagely crashed into the group of Liao soldiers.After several Liao soldiers were crushed by the steeds, Song Yi mercilessly slashed out the cold knife in his hand when there was a slight confusion among the Liao soldiers.

Blood... splattered all over his face.