Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

When she woke up from the chaotic dream, Fu Yanqing only felt a little uncomfortable and panicked for some reason. When she recovered, she found that she was sleeping on the couch at the moment, turned her head, and Zhao Ziyan was carrying her for breakfast in her vision. Wearing an ink-colored shirt, she was falling into the sun at this moment, making the dull color warm at this moment.

As if feeling that she was awake, Zhao Ziyan turned his head and smiled softly at her: "Wake up? I just let Luo Yin prepare early, so I can use it when I get up and wash."

At this time, Zhao Ziyan was like a small sun, so bright and beautiful, too far from the gloomy and lonely Zhao Ziyan in his dream. Fu Yanqing stroked her heart. Fortunately, her An'er is like this now.

"What's the matter? But did you feel uncomfortable sleeping on the road? His complexion was not good." Zhao Ziyan walked over and sat beside her, a little worried.

Fu Yanqing did not speak, but reached out and hugged her.

Zhao Ziyan was taken aback, raised his hand and patted her on the back lightly. The voice of the person in his arms was a little low: "I had a dream."

Zhao Ziyan rubbed the top of her hair, warmly said: "But is it bad in the dream?"

"Well, but when I wake up and see you, I feel better."

Zhao Ziyan's eyebrows and eyes slightly bend: "So I still have this usefulness. Okay, I must have had a bad dream because I didn't sleep well. Now that I wake up, don't think too much. After eating, let's take a rest."

"Yeah." Fu Yanqing got up and put on clothes, Zhao Ziyan prepared her toiletries and waited for her to eat.

This room is very simple, except for a bed and a square wooden table, only a dressing table is left, which seems to be some years old.

"Where is this?"

"We are out of the outskirts of Beijing, probably dozens of miles away from the capital. I found a small farmhouse and borrowed one of them. The food and accommodation here are a bit rudimentary. You can make do with it and wait until you get to the town. , I will prepare some more.” Breakfast is very simple, except for two bowls of porridge, there is only one plate of pickles and two steamed buns. Zhao Ziyan felt wronged by Fu Yanqing, and apologized.

Fu Yanqing said helplessly: "I'm not so refined, so how can it be considered crude here. But, at this point, are you full?"

Zhao Ziyan laughed lightly: "Qing'er, you really treat me as a pig. Although I can eat, I don't have to eat so much for every meal. This is enough for breakfast."

After the two of them had finished their meal, a few people silently fed the horses. Seeing her two came out, they said, "I'll rest for a while, and set off later."

"Well, you all have some dry food and water," Fu Yanqing asked.

This village is very small, and the family staying here is an old man, guarding the farmhouse alone. When leaving, Zhao Ziyan secretly left an ingot of silver, and several people continued on their way.

The capital was nearly seven days away from Shuozhou. After two days of driving, the group finally passed the so-called Yanyun Eighteen Villages.

The Eighteenth Village of Yanyun is located on the top of Yanshan Mountain. The only fortress happened to pass through a valley at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, with steep walls measuring several feet high on both sides, and it was very narrow. Therefore, many merchants choose to automatically hand in cash for safety. It is not unusual for travelers in the past to be robbed and robbed if they did not know the danger.

The carriage was driving on the gravel road, and the sound of horse hooves mixed with the noise of rut crushing echoed in the silent valley, adding a bit of gloom.

The sword in the silent ring held the horse with a cold face, while the three brothers in the ghost building also stared at the front with cold eyes.

The trail was not halfway through, and the carriage stopped abruptly. The mounts of the few people who were speechless sounded their noses and stopped moving. At this moment, a big net drew directly toward the four people in front. The net bag was covered with sharp blades, and it seemed that he was ready to kill.

The wordless foot suddenly leaped a little on the Ma'anshan, slanting to the cliff, bouncing in the air with force, and leaping directly above the net. The sword in his hand was pulled out vigorously, bringing a cold light, and directly twisting the net to pieces.

The Guidas also quickly rushed out, grabbing the casting nets abruptly, and after a few correct tricks, they threw them out and splashed dust on the ground.

Those few people obviously didn't expect to miss, climbed up behind them, looked inexplicably frightened, and backed back again and again.

Then the gray and short-bearded man shouted at the valley behind him, "Deputy Lord, do it!"

As soon as the voice fell, a shower of arrows went directly to the carriage behind, and at the same time a tall and strong man, carrying a broadsword and several people, jumped down from the trees on both sides of the valley.

It's just that after the arrow fell into the carriage, both horses fell with the arrow, and the front of the carriage swayed but it didn't move. Except for the little driving girl who turned over to block a few arrows, she didn't hear any movement, or even a muffled grunt.

The man frowned, feeling a little bad in his heart. These people are so good at the little girl's skills, so they are not like ordinary businessmen.

He kicked the man next to him suddenly and said angrily: "Li San, you said they are merchants, where are the things?"

Li San’s tall and thin man looked panicked and got up and said: "Vice Lord, their guards are very particular about dressing. The carriage is not an ordinary carriage, it must be a rich man. There was only a little movement in the carriage. No, maybe it's hidden inside!"

Although I think they are a bit difficult, Lien Song has never lost his hand over the years, so naturally he will not let it go. He slammed the heavy knife into the ground and leaned his right hand on it, saying quite arrogantly: Once you have gone through the village, you should have the consciousness to disperse your wealth. The old rule is to leave 50% of the goods for you to pass safely."

"When did the Yanyun Eighth Village change its rules?" A slightly indifferent voice came from the carriage, and everyone saw an ink-robed boy leaning out of the battered carriage.

Seeing that he was surrounded by more than a dozen people, he didn't panic. After getting off the carriage, he reached out and helped a woman in a blue shirt down.

Only then slowly turned around and looked at Lian Song: "I remember that the eighteenth village of Yanyun had set 30% of the merchants and 10% of the common people. Today, if you wait for a hello, you will kill the killer. I am 50%?"

Lian Song stared: "Our rules, I do whatever I want!" After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Ziyan, and then spit: "His mother, how come this kid is born handsomer than the fourth, white-skinned? Tender like a girl!"

After speaking, he suddenly drew out the knife and said impatiently: "Master, I hate handsome men most in my life. Originally 50% was enough. Now I leave it all for the master!"

The third brother Wuyan and Gui looked at each other, but Luo Yin couldn't help but laugh.

When Zhao Ziyan heard this, he looked at Fu Yanqing quite innocently, and then smiled: "Really, could it be that you were robbed of your daughter-in-law by your handsome fourth, so you hate beautiful men like this?"

Lien Song seemed to have been stabbed in the painful foot, his face turned green, and he roared: "Fuck your mother's shit! Men should be born burly and brave. You little white faces are all counseling, you only know how to coax women!"

Zhao Ziyan shook his head, and said seriously: "If I don't persuade me, when it comes to coaxing women, I only coax my daughter-in-law. Is this also hindering you?"

"Stop talking nonsense, coax your daughter-in-law?" He looked at Fu Yanqing who was standing beside Zhao Ziyan leisurely, and his eyes lit up: "Your daughter-in-law has a good life. When the father kills you, your daughter-in-law will have to be my wife. At that time, let her know what a real man is!" Afterwards, even Song laughed rather wretchedly, and the surrounding group of men laughed.

The few people who just laughed wildly didn't see Zhao Ziyan's gloomy face for an instant, Silent and Guisan were closer to Zhao Ziyan, and suddenly felt cold all over.

Fu Yanqing frowned when she heard Zhao Ziyan, who was originally smiling, suddenly chilled, and a man in an ink robe was like a ghost, and he approached Lian Song after a few swaying, and looked at him coldly: "You are so beautiful Smelly."

Lien Song didn't even see how she came here. He was stuck in his throat and couldn't speak. He could only instinctively lift the knife and slash towards Zhao Ziyan.

Zhao Ziyan staggered a step to avoid it, raised his foot and stepped on the back of the knife, and the knife immediately sank into the ground, no matter how hard Lien Song could not shake it.

"Remember next time, if you talk nonsense, you will die." After she said that, she lifted her foot and kicked Lien Song out, and at the same time turned around and kicked all the people around to the ground.

She didn't show any mercy on her foot, and even Song fell to the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Upon seeing this, his man immediately grabbed a whistle and blew it vigorously, and was immediately silenced by a hidden weapon.

Lian Song gasped and said, "You are dead. If you dare to move the people of the Eighteenth Village of Yanyun, you will die today!"

Zhao Ziyan frowned and looked at Fu Yanqing and the others. When Lien Song saw her like this, he suddenly felt in his heart: "Now I know I'm afraid, but it's too late!" Seeing someone coming here from afar, Lien Song is even more fascinated. Proud: "When you die, your daughter-in-law will not just be my wife, but my brothers will be divided..."

Zhao Ziyan stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed a man's sword. The internal force was poured into Lien Song's mouth directly, blocking his next words, and he stretched out his hand and brushed his waist a few times, causing Lien Song to paralyze. Lien Song's face was swollen from this sword, all the teeth in his mouth fell, and his mouth was full of blood.

At this moment, a single-handed shot directly directed towards Zhao Ziyan, coming fiercely. Fu Yanqing said anxiously: "Zi...An'er, be careful!"

The sword ring in Zhao Ziyan's hand was twisted around his wrist, the backhand blocked his hand, the sword body was bent by that huge force, and then Zhao Ziyan suddenly bounced back.

The man in Tsing Yi took the knife and took three steps back before he was stabilized. He suddenly looked a little solemn and clasped his fist, saying: "In Xia Lianmu, I don't know how my brother has offended you, you are so cruel."

Zhao Ziyan's eyes slowly fell on him, and he said indifferently: "Although Yanyun Eighteen Villages used to be accustomed to doing housebreaking activities, the master also knows to abide by the rules of the rivers and lakes, and has never killed innocent people. It's better."

Even Mu's eyes were cold, but he didn't dare to act rashly. This person knew so much about the Eighteen Villages of Yanyun, his internal strength was also good, and he was definitely not a merchant, but rather a figure of great status in the world.

"Your Excellency is afraid that you have misunderstood something. If your brother has offended your Excellency, please see Yanyun Eighth Village forgiving him."

"I didn’t misunderstand. Brother Ling's words were a bit unclean and insulted my wife. It’s already the limit if I don’t kill him. Since you let me spare him for your face, then I also ask the second master to give me a promise."

When the words were over, Zhao Ziyan stretched out his hand and threw an ink token in his arms: "In the future, whenever you encounter the caravan of the Sheng family, you still hope Yanyun Eighth Village will raise your hand."

Lian Mu released his hand and saw the token in his hand, his expression suddenly changed, and then he immediately clasped his fists in return: "Lian Mu knows it, and I will definitely not touch them anymore in the future."

Zhao Ziyan didn't say much anymore, looking at the carriage and saying, "The carriage can no longer be used."

Lian Mukan and a group of seven people now have only four horses left, and hurriedly instructed their subordinates: "Go and bring the good horses from the village, and prepare some dry food for food."

When the group was on the road, Lian Mu looked at their disappearing backs and clenched his fists severely. The ghost building has always ignored the affairs of the world, but now it is here. What does it have to do with the Sheng family? Thinking that Lien Song had offended the people in the ghost building, he suddenly became angry and said coldly: "Bring this waste back!"

After leaving, Zhao Ziyan's complexion has not been very good, Fu Yanqing urged him to move forward, warmly said: "I've been stinking a face since just now, isn't it tired?"

Zhao Ziyan turned his head to look at her, and whispered: "I'm sorry."

Fu Yanqing smiled and shook her head: "Because that person was let go?"

Zhao Ziyan's eyes sinked slightly: "He insulted you like this, I should abolish him, instead of Mu Xu and Wei Snake in Tonglian."

"Stupid, we are at the door of someone's house. If we really tear our skin apart, there will be a fierce battle. If you are so impulsive, I will blame you."

After Zhao Ziyan heard this, his face looked a lot better, and then he was quite serious: "I won't spare him easily, huh, isn't he dissatisfied that his real man was robbed of his wife by Xiao Bailian? If it's not a real man, he will be If he was robbed, he would have nothing to say."

Fu Yanqing was taken aback, and then laughed: "Be careful, it's so bad." After all, she straightened her face and said solemnly: "However, you just said something smoothly with a wife, but I don't know when you had it. daughter in law."

Zhao Ziyan secretly thought, this is the finale. She looked at Fu Yanqing somewhat innocently: "I knew you since I was a child, and I was forced to take off my clothes so many times. When I grew up, the first time I saw you, I was seen clean by you. Now, you and I are in love. Yue... Except for having never performed the Zhougong gift, everything else..."

Fu Yanqing listened to the ground red, covered her mouth, and said coldly: "Not many words!"

Zhao Ziyan was covered by her mouth like this, and took advantage of the situation to gently pull off the rein. After the two staggered, Zhao Ziyan was immediately taken to fall from the horse.

Fu Yanqing's heart was tense, and she held her nervously, wanting to bring her up. Zhao Ziyan reacted very quickly. In the area of ​​Fu Yanqing, she took advantage of the situation and sat behind Fu Yanqing, enclosing the people tightly, and said with fear: "I was scared to death."

Fu Yanqing twitched the corners of her mouth, looking at Zhao Ziyan's horse that had been frightened and ran away for some reason, and said angrily: "Naughty, don't you know the danger?"

Zhao Ziyan circled her and said warmly: "With you, you won't let me fall."

"You are honest if you fall!" Fu Yanqing said angrily, but his tone softened.

Zhao Ziyan looked at her profile and whispered: "I just said that just to tell you that no matter what happens in the future, I have already determined that you are my wife. Well, if you don't want to, I can be your wife. , You are not allowed to shame."

Fu Yanqing's heart trembled, and after a long while, she whispered: "I never shame, but you, love shame the most."

The author has something to say: Shameless Your Highness

Author Jun: Do you think that the level of shamelessness can really be determined?

His Royal Highness: Isn't it obvious?

Author: But... you are the next

Your Highness: Oh, you will call me in the future, Lord!

Author: ⊙▽⊙ speechless