A Sword of Frost

The tonic soup stewed by the owner of Yunmen is not drinkable. It is one thing to drink it well, mainly because after drinking, I am afraid that it will be chased by the seventh brother Manyan City, which is not cost-effective. Pingle Wang was full of heart, and was forced to answer the party's unreasonable demands. He continued to guard the furnace to hurt the spring and fall, and missed Jiang Lingfei by the way. I do n’t know what the great mountain and lake first village is now.

In Danfeng City, a drizzle of snow and drizzle made all the fields cold and cold. Although there are red lanterns hanging at the door of every household, there are not many New Year's celebrations. The people are muttering. The Jiangjia Villa in the south of the city is not very peaceful recently. The head Jiangnan Dou is lying in bed because of illness. It ’s like a mess.

A young man is holding a white plum umbrella and walking alone in the snow and rain. He is wearing a crescent-white plain brocade robe with a beautiful face. As they walked to a different hospital, the guards bowed and saluted: "Master Nine."

Jiang Lingchen handed the umbrella to her descendants, and took the food container from the girl. The screen in front slowly opened, revealing a dark secret.

Jiang Lingfei was adjusting his breath in the dark room. He heard the movement from the outside, and he was too lazy to open his eyes.

Jiang Lingchen pushed open the door: "Brother, it's time to eat."

"When are you going to lock me up?" Jiang Lingfei stared at him, his hands and feet faintly reflecting silver shackles. He woke up from a coma a few days ago and opened his eyes to find himself locked in a dungeon in his home. His body was weak and weak, and his breath was painful. And the culprit of all this is not the eldest brother, the fourth brother, nor any one who he had previously thought, but actually the nine brother who just turned fifteen this year, Jiang Lingchen.

In the memory, when he left home, the other party was just a little fart with a sugar cane, short and taciturn, without any climate. Who would have thought that in a few years, the other party not only fiercely stabbed a height, but also took out a belly of conspiracy and tricks.

Jiang Lingfei had a headache: "You don't want to be in charge, too?"

"I don't just want to be the head of the Jiang family." Jiang Lingchen tucked a spoonful of rice into his mouth, "I also want to be the leader of the martial arts."

Jiang Lingfei: "..."

Is Mao Changquan?

However, regardless of Mao's incompleteness, it is an indisputable fact that he is currently trapped by him. Jiang Lingfei had to suppress his anxiety and try to adopt a kind gesture of "your elder brother and I and the magnanimous prime minister who can support the ship completely", saying: "Tell me, how do you unite the martial arts by your own strength? Several uncles can't fight. "

Jiang Lingchen continued to feed him and said casually: "I can't fight, but King Xiao may not fight."

"Cough!" Jiang Lingfei was caught by Tang, alert, "what do you want to do?"

"The third brother is loyal to King Xiao's house, and His Royal Highness Xiao should also do something for the Jiang family." Jiang Lingchen put down his spoon. "Only by the power of martial arts, I can't hold back the group of old foxes above you and me. Strength can make them frightened, okay? "

Jiang Lingfei almost blurted out a swear word, he sternly said: "Do you think that if I take the hostage, Wang will come to help you?"

"Who said that I would threaten King Xiao with the third brother?" Jiang Lingchen looked at the private seal in his hand. "I want to ask the third brother to write a letter to borrow some soldiers from Wang Ye. Naturally, I guess you are unwilling. That's fine, anyway, now there's a seal, and I'm exactly like your handwriting. "

"Jiang Lingchen!" Jiang Lingfei gritted his teeth. "Only by a letter, Lord Wang won't help you!"

"That's not necessarily true." Jiang Lingchen leaned close to his ear and smiled slightly. "Only by letter, it would be impossible to borrow hundreds of thousands of troops, but it is more than enough to borrow some court relations and change the family's stability. Three Brother's position in King Xiao's heart is much more important than you think. "

After speaking, he turned and left the dark room, leaving only Jiang Lingfei alone, dizzy and angry.

What a **** of a family!

...

Hundreds of miles away from the city of Yan, the goose feathers were drifting wildly.

In the afternoon, Li Yan hung one arm and stood in front of the window with a magnificent expression: "Yanshan Snowflake is as big as a feast!" After a long time, I couldn't remember the next sentence, and repeated it again, "As big as a feast!"

The little girl who waited on the side was amused, thinking that this king of Pingle was also very fun, his arms fell off in the snow, and he was thinking about standing here to chant poetry, and then he persuaded him to go back to the house to rest, and said Cloud Gate The Lord just sent someone to bring the stew soup, which is a tonic black chicken.

Of course, it wasn't stewed by one's own hands. For a while, it wouldn't. His Highness King Xiao wouldn't allow it. Yun Yifeng has been with Tan Siming for a few days, going back and forth to the inn and General's Mansion to see Abi for a doctor. Several pairs of decoctions went down, and the ill-looking waiter looked really rosy, like a flower in May, and rejuvenated.

Yerten was overjoyed, and Ling Xing'er was also happy. She sat in the bed tent and said to Abi: "After spring, my sister can go out to relax, and now it's too cold outside."

"I've been dreaming a lot lately, and I can dream of spring." Abbi said, "I will also dream of many other things."

Ling Xing'er heart moved: "What is it?"

Abbi thought about it, and this time it was no longer a chaotic episode. She said categorically: "It is a large grassland full of yellow flowers, and there are many men and women, young and old. They wear colorful robes and hold white lyre in their hands. . "

"What about the aunt?" Ling Xinger continued to ask. "Remember his name?"

Abbi frowned and stopped talking, as if she couldn't find the person.

The maid looked shocked, for fear she would scream again and again, and euphemistically reminded. Ling Xing'er realized that she was pressing too hard, and hurriedly moved the topic elsewhere. Only after returning, Yun Yifeng was told that a tribe with Baiqin colorful robes might be the hometown of Abi.

Mei Zhusong said, "If I talk about this, I have some impressions."

It is rumored to be a tribe accompanied by singing all day long. They drove cattle and sheep and lived in a paradise. Stay away from the flames of war and disputes, have everything to eat and drink, be diligent in thinking, and have the wisdom of doing things that other herdsmen do not have.

As to where these people live, it is unclear.

"Write a letter and tell Wu En and Gegen these things, maybe they can help them." Yun Yifeng ordered.

Ling Xinger agreed, and ran down to write a letter, intending to get better in a few days, and then continued to ask her. The hall became quiet again. Mei Zhusong watched Yun Yifeng finish taking the medicine, and asked euphemistically: "Don't tell Wang Ye really? You are so poisonous, I'm afraid I can't hold it anymore."

"Tell Wang Ye that he will not bleed Ganoderma and will only disturb his mind." Yun Yifeng lowered his empty bowl. "Taiyi Tan said that in a month or so, Abi will be able to recover, but now Yerten not only supports Zhou Jiu Xiao and Yang Boqing also need to protect these two people, making it clear that they didn't put the beam in their eyes. Although Wang Ye had endured this moment for me, I didn't want him to be coerced anymore, and agreed to the third condition. "

Mei Zhusong reassured: "Yerten did not say what the third condition is, and maybe he has to discuss it."

"What he wants is nothing more than land and people." Yun Yifeng said, "Seniors should know this man's ambition better than me."

Mei Zhusong wanted to say something more. Ji Yanran had already entered the door, so he packed up the medicine box and left. Yun Yifeng lifted his cloak for him and covered his cold cheek with both hands: "Why come back so early?"

"There is nothing in the army, come back to accompany you." Ji Yanran concerned, "has been coughing last night, is it better?"

"The brazier burned dry and itchy throat," Yun Yifeng said, "drinking more water will be fine."

Ji Yanran hugged him and said with emotion: "It's not easy to raise." The brazier is bigger and needs to cough, and the hands and feet are colder. The body is both cold and hot, and refuses to wear clothes properly. His Royal Highness Xiao, who is a big hand, is forced to become a half-old Wu—every day, he not only cares about the affairs in the military, but also continues to work on his clothes and meals when he returns home, and even more excessively, he must even coax his medication. With deception.

But how to say it, enjoy it.

Yun Yifeng calmly said, "If the Lord does not want to raise, I will find another family while I still have a youthful life."

"That's not okay." Ji Yanran was sitting at the table holding him. "My youth is mine. I will be seventy and eighty in the future, and my white hair will be mine."

Just this sentence, but Yun Yifeng was sore, and buried his face on his shoulders for a long time before he asked: "How is Brother Jiang? Qingyue has been sending letters, but he is not easy to leave the river. The home is too close. It can only be said that the city is calm and the rivers and lakes are calm. "

"There is no news for the time being, otherwise you would write another letter to Danfeng City." Ji Yanran said, "But in my opinion, no news is good news, but Ling Fei never considers himself an outsider to Xiao Wangfu. If he thinks It ’s tricky, I ’m afraid I ’ve been writing to ask for help in the morning. If I do n’t want to help, I ’m going to spit it out, and it ’s going to stop. ”

Yun Yi wind said: "There is a rumor spread in the rivers and lakes, and even King Pingle has heard it, saying that Brother Jiang can be the leader of the alliance, but he was said by Wang Ye to be like a wild village."

"Just because of his personality, even the Jiang family is unwilling to take over, let alone the entire martial arts." Ji Yanran patted him, "Well, don't talk about this, I have coughed up last night and didn't sleep well. I will accompany you for a break . "

Yun Yifeng originally planned to say that he had made up for his sleep in the morning, and he was feeling weak and weak, and he needed to go out for a walk. But thinking about it, the man was already hugged by him, and he swallowed the rest.

Broad day, broad day.

Ji Yanran couldn't laugh or cry, holding those hands that kept messing up: "Sleep well!"

"Master Wang." Yun Yifeng lay on his chest, meaningfully, "Mo is so beautiful."

Ji Yanran pulled the quilt and wrapped him tightly: "There will still be a lot of spring light in the future, and no more noise is allowed now."

Frequently poked at the center of the nest, Yun Yifeng thought a bit sourly, afraid that there were no more.

Ji Yanran frowned: "Don't think wildly!"

Yun Yifeng pulled his arm around his neck and kissed him lingeringly.

So Pingle King, who was running a chessboard with one arm and wanted to play chess with Yun Yifeng, was mercilessly told by the servant that the Lord and the Cloud Gate Master were sleeping. I ’m afraid they wo n’t get up before dinner. Please go back. Right.

Li Yan was stunned, how could it be day or night! It was still bright and bright, and began to sleep.

In the long run, I am afraid it will not work!

Hanging his arms and sandwiching the chessboard, Pingle Wang sighed and staggered.

Miss Jiang Sanshao again.

A few days later, Yun Yifeng sent another letter to Danfeng City asking about the current situation of the Jiang family.

In a few days, Tan Siming said: "The butterfly pupa of Abi's girl has almost recovered, and there is no need to take any medicine in the future, just take some tonic soup, and take a rest."

"Thank you for your hard work," Ji Yanran thanked. "Let's rest for a few days in General's Mansion. When the weather is warmer, I will send you back to Wangcheng."

"Yes." Tan Siming nodded, and reminded, "But Lord Wang, the girl Abi is a bit weird and doesn't look like ordinary amnesia. When she visits, she often talks to herself, and looks very painful. "

Ji Yanran asked: "Can it be cured?"

"There is no rule of law." Tan Siming was embarrassed. "I tried the pulse, but I couldn't find out what the disease was, and I really didn't know what it was. Wang Ye was afraid to look for something else."

After he said this, Lingxinger also said that Abbi has become more and more abnormal recently. On that day, she clearly remembered a tribe with a yellow dress and white dress, but when she went back a few days later, she denied it again. , Just smiled softly, so laughable.

Li Yan listened with a cold back: "Look, beauties are close to demon. It really is not a good sign, but you have to be far away in the future."

"Abi is pitiful enough. If I move further away, she will really have no friends." Ling Xinger yelled on her hips, "Besides, in our stormy door, we have never seen death!"

Ji Yanran asked the people around him: "The chivalry of the Storm Gate?"

"Xiayi Lei is Qingyue." Yun Yifeng quickly denied. "As for me, I always only teach them to finish things and run away, and never get caught." 2k novel reading network