Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The guards who rushed up were stunned, Ying Shisan had already turned the sword head, knocked a few people fainted with the hilt, and then when others looked over, they had returned to the same posture as before.

"Zhao Yinfeng..." Dong Luo couldn't breathe when he was grabbed by the collar, and stared at Zhao Yinfeng, who was taller than him, with a pale face in horror. Well, who is the most afraid of Jingcheng Dude? It’s not the iron-faced Yushi, but Zhao Yinfeng, the demon king. He is so tall that he can fight fiercely. The most important thing is that he has the shortest guard, the grandfather of Zhenguo, who has a family background and strength, and he takes care of every fight. Dong Lao was beaten ten times ten times for doing bad things. Unlike Fan Yu and the others, Fan Yu and the others like to come to Yin, but Zhao Yinfeng always fists directly.

Dong Luo turned his head sideways to stare at his little boy, why no one told me that this guy is back!

Seeing Zhao Yinfeng grabbing Dong Lao, Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then quietly retreated behind Yan San and climbed onto the carriage.

"I... didn't do anything..." Dong Lao cried out because of the pain. At least nothing is done now!

"Then what do you want to do?" Zhao Yinfeng dropped him on the ground, looking down at him and said, "Dong Lao, if you want me to see you doing this kind of thing again, I won't recognize your mother if I beat him next time. you!"

The young man behind Dong Luo hurriedly helped him to get up and headed for his carriage. Dong Luo said bitterly, Xiaoye won't fight you hard, and will settle accounts with you after you leave!

Zhao Mingliang stood at the door and shook his head slightly. The third brother has stayed at the border for so many years. His temperament has not changed at all. Although Dong Xiang is not in power and the Ministry of War is in the control of the Zhao family, the Dong family is in charge of the household after all. The amount of money in the big week will still affect the army. Zhao's family wants to achieve a major event, but still lacks money, but there is a rich owner here. Seeing Zhao Yinfeng heading for the carriage, Zhao Mingliang's mouth wore a thin smile.

Ling Qingyu's legs were still outside, and Zhao Yinfeng could be heard saying outside: "Is there nothing wrong with Master Ling?"

Ling Qingyu hurriedly tucked his legs in, and squeezed his throat as a soft pretense, "Thank you for your help, my concubine is really terrified."

When she made this voice, Zhao Yinfeng was stunned for a moment. Yan Sanying 13 and Su Mu glanced at the carriage without realizing it.

This delicate, weak, contrived voice is too different from the aggressive voice, Zhao Yinfeng took his thoughts away, and said: "We are very happy to cooperate in Bazhou, and Zhao will stay a little bit in Bianjing. In time, if Dong Lao troubles you again, just come to the town government office to find me."

Looking for you? Then I am looking for death and it is almost the same! Ling Qingyu squeezed his voice and said softly, "Yes, thank you, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Yinfeng stepped aside and watched as the guards got on the carriage, the unremarkable carriage went away and disappeared into the night.

"What is your idea?" Fan Yu asked seeing Zhao Mingliang's expression.

"It's nothing, my third brother is not too young anymore, it's not bad to marry a good concubine." Zhao Mingliang smiled.

Fan Yu nodded and said, "Yes."

Fan Ye said inwardly, should I tell you about the relationship between the family and General Yang? Still not telling you? Good concubine? Want to be beautiful!

When the carriage drove out for a certain distance, the pedestrians on both sides were already scarce. Yan San turned over into the carriage and looked at Ling Qingyu with a smile: "What happened?" He naturally recognized this person, and Ling Qingyu hurriedly ran away from Dai County. General Zhao.

"Hey, according to reason, I saved him. Although the technique is a bit rough, we can just hide this person." Ling Qingyu said with a sloppy eye.

Yan Sanyi smiled and didn't ask too much. He leaned her in her arms, put her palm on her back, and slowly lost her inner breath.

Ling Qingyu was already tired after such a fuss, warmed by his heat, he leaned in his arms and closed his eyes.

The water in Bianjing is not shallow, but it seems that the Dong family is not only hostile to the Wang family, and the Zhao family is also not very good at dealing with it.

Chengfu Study Room.

"As you said, the head of the Ling family can be regarded as a meaning." Cheng Yan drew a red plum, nodded satisfied, and said casually.

"Father, according to Han Xian, the sweet potato and corn planting season is best in March. If we want to plant in spring, we must plan now. The 50,000 stone seeds provided by the Ling family are not a small number. "Cheng Jia stood aside, said.

"I'm afraid it won't be so fast. The new variety will be produced by the Ling family, whether it is poisonous, and whether it is suitable for all regions. At most, it will try to plant some on Northwest and Hedong Road to see the aftereffects. "Cheng Yan clicked on a plum blossom again, said.

Knowing that his father was right, Cheng Jia didn't say much, just stood aside.

Cheng Yan glanced at him and said, "Did you promise something that shouldn't be promised?"

"The Ling family is willing to provide new seeds and donate one hundred thousand taels of silver. The son thinks it is worthy of a court order." Cheng Jia lowered his head.

"Well, that's not bad, otherwise they will be somewhat chilled. Now the country is difficult, and the taxation of businessmen is also a big income. You go to the plan, and I will raise it at the meeting tomorrow." Cheng Yan put aside. Pen, Tao.

Seeing Cheng Jia bowed out of the study, Cheng Yan sat in the armchair and took a sip of the tea his son had just made. Cheng Jia is still too young, and he is full of enthusiasm for serving the country. It is a good thing for Da Zhou to have high-yield new varieties. The entire grain structure will change, but this directly affects the interests of the big landlords and bureaucrats. Large-scale promotion is bound to be very difficult. At this time, the Dong family and the Wang family are competing for the prosperity, and the emperor is gradually weakening. Even if the Cheng family follows the pure minister route, it will also be affected. Once the emperor goes, I am afraid that the Cheng family will face Havoc, he himself is old, but he always has to think about the children. At this time, he will never touch the two for the benefit of the country. It's just that Jia'er has also worked **** this matter, and he can't completely chill his mind.

Before the city gate was closed, Yang Zhao and his entourage entered the city against the wind and snow. After verifying their identities, they were taken to the official post for temporary stay. The Yang family originally had its own mansion, but it was already robbed and cleaned when the whole family was copied. Moreover, Yang Zhao is just a righteous son. Even if the Yang family has not been raided, he will not live in Yang Mansion. It is getting late now, and tomorrow will be there again. Hao Zhao Shangdian Mianjun did not go to Ling Mansion, but stayed at the post with He Li and them.

"Is the head of the house okay?" He Li asked after entering the room and taking off the cloak that had been soaked in the wind and snow. After meeting Yang Zhao along the way, Yang Zhao's expression was not very good. There was a guard on the road, He Li kept enduring it, and Fang asked when the two were alone at this time.

Yang Zhao shook his head, took off her cloak, and said, "She was attacked by the Xie family overseas and was seriously injured. Although she has been raising her for several months, she still lacks blood."

He left his hand and shook slightly, and said, "Fang Nian is far from here, how can I make the Xie family's sneak attack succeed?"

Yang Zhao turned his back to him, did not see his expression, untied the helmet strap, and said: "It was in a typhoon. The Xie family boat appeared suddenly, and there was also a Mr. Shi Da on board. Master."

He Li bit his lip without saying a word. During the typhoon, he always stood at the bow of the ship and commanded him. In the storm, it was the best target.

"He Li, I want to play the saint tomorrow and marry her as my wife." Putting the helmet on the table again, Yang Zhao said while supporting the table.

"I'm afraid it is inappropriate at this time." He Li slowly said when he hung Yang Zhao's cloak on the hanger.

Yang Zhao smiled bitterly, and said: "I naturally know that the court now jealous of me like a tiger, otherwise it would not call me back to Beijing at this time. It was a reward and a warning, but I can't stand it anymore. You didn't see the wound. That wound..."

"Even if you want to put her in the backyard for protection, she is willing to do it." He Li said indifferently only to feel the throbbing pain in his heart, but suppressing the slightest.

"She is a seabird crossing the ocean. How can a yard contain her, and how can she be locked in." Yang Zhao smiled bitterly, stood upright, and said, "Get some rest early."

"Yes." He Li stepped out, returned to his room, entered the room, closed the door, and punched the wall with a violent punch. Naturally, he couldn't see the wound, but he could imagine it. , Don't make Lao Tzu angry, why don't the flames in the renunciation raging, Lao Tzu is not Yang Zhao, Lao Tzu will rebel.

The beauty of last night's soft waist was so beautiful that Emperor Xiwen was very greedy, but the beauty later asked on the pillow what jade jewelry was popular among the women who entered the palace recently. Then Emperor Xiwen got up and prepared to participate early. An early morning without showing up for more than a month.

The **** Furu was very happy. Today is the day when the emperor summoned General Zhao, General Yang, the leader of the army on Hebei Road and Hedong Road. If he does not go to court today, I am afraid that Cheng Xiangnian will talk about it again.

Even though Emperor Xiwen was walking up to the dragon seat with a yawn, he also let the next ministers breathe a sigh of relief.

"If you have a book to retreat, you don't have a book to retreat." Fu Ru shouted.

"The minister has a foundation." Gua la Gua...

"The minister has a foundation." Gua la Gua...

"The minister has the foundation."...

Emperor Xiwen dozed off hearing it, but there was no good news. He covered his mouth and yawned, saying: "You can handle these things yourself. Are there any bigger things?"

The court officials sweat, are these trivial things? What's the big deal then?

"The minister has a book to start playing." Cheng Yan stood up and said.

"Cheng Xiang, you say." Emperor Xiwen still has a good impression and trust in Cheng Yan. Compared with the surnamed Dong and Wang, Cheng Yan, who was his companion since he was a child, never expected him to die early.

"In the early years, the minister entrusted people to look for new varieties with high yields in Fanwai. There has been news a few days ago that a sea merchant brought back a crop called sweet potato. It has been initially tested and the yield can reach six shi per mu. I am the Fuze of the sage of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the minister asked the sage to try to plant this thing on Hebei Road and Shaanxi Road to see the aftereffect." Cheng Yan said.

"Oh? Take it seriously?" Emperor Xiwen showed some interest. Although he didn't like government affairs, but after so many years as the emperor, he still knew the impact of high-yield food crops on him. When you go to disaster relief, you can get yourself more spices and jewelry.

"Yes, the secretary Lang Chengjia has seen this with his own eyes, and he has persuaded the Haishang to submit the improved seeds." After a pause, Cheng Yan said: "The Haishang also expressed his willingness to bring back the value of 200,000 yuan. Two silver spices are offered to the Holy Spirit."

"Really?" Emperor Xiwen suddenly smiled and said: "Well, this person is interesting, Cheng Xiang, praised him for me, um, gave him a meaning to reward him for bringing back such a good variety. If it is really successful, it will undoubtedly be a great blessing to the people of Da Zhou."

"Holy, holy! Holy..." Balabala was full of flattering words.

Cheng Jia stood at the end of the hall, bowed his head and followed the crowd to flatter, but he didn't realize he sneered. The technical support of one hundred thousand taels of silver became a spice tribute of two hundred thousand taels of silver. Is his father really old?

After the flattering, Emperor Xiwen, who was worth two hundred thousand taels of silver spice, was in a good mood. He finally remembered the business today and said, "Didn't it mean that Zhao Yinfeng and Yang Zhao are back today? What about people?"