The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Zheng Ping made a set of clothes for Zheng Ling, she hadn't used her needlework for a long time, so as not to hurt her mind. This time I talked to Yun Yanhui again and again, and then said that there was no problem, so I strictly controlled the time every day to do a little, and it took many days to complete.

Zheng Ling came to try it on and liked it very much, but there was one that I didn't estimate, and it was a little bigger.

Yun Yan didn't want to trouble Zheng Ping any more, so he took the clothes and said, "I'll change it for you."

Zheng Ling had seen Yun Yanhui fix his oversized clothes with a needle and thread before, but this was different from changing his clothes, and he was a little surprised. I thought about it again, if his mother doesn't do much needlework, and there are no servants and maidservants in the house, the needlework doesn't have to be done by someone, is it really the Yan Ge'er?

After I went back, I really saw Ge Yan picking up the needle and thread, removing the thread and re-sewing, and the flying needle was very proficient in running the needle. After a short time, I changed it. When I saw it, it fits well, and there is no trace.

Yun Yan was sitting on the terrace to work, and Zheng Ling was sitting beside him, holding his clothes and looking left and right. He was happy and surprised, "Brother Yan, your hands are so clever, you can write well. Good word, so good needlework."

I really changed my mind, this is also helpless. Ge Yan must have no way to do these things himself, so Zheng Ling feels even more pity, holding Yun Yan Hui's hand and speechless: "Brother Yan..."

Yun Yan looked at him inexplicably, and drew his hand back, "What are you doing? Just say what you have."

"Brother Yan..." Zheng Ling tried to look at Yun Yan back, releasing the emotion in his eyes, wondering why Brother Yan didn't see his love for his brother?

Yun Yan looked back and saw that he was still approaching, brought his face closer, and hurriedly fell back, "Are you crazy?"

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Zhao Yunchu accompanied the princess to Daxiangguo Temple today to pray for blessings. He was going to live here for three or two days. Thinking that he hadn't seen Ge Yan for many days, he applied to his mother and came to Yunyan to go home to play.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked outside the house, he saw the terrace. Yun Yanhui didn't know who he was holding with him. He hugged him on the back of the person (actually pushing away). The back was very strange, and he didn't look like someone he knew.

Zhao Yunchu suddenly felt uncomfortable. Usually he wanted to pull Yan Ge'er's hand. Ge Yan was particularly unwilling to let go, saying that he didn't like being sticky and sticky with others, but now he hugged him with other little brothers, which hurt him much. My heart!

Zhao Yun first thought about it, then approached and shouted aggrievedly, "Brother Yan."

Yun Yan was about to drag Zheng Ling's clothes and tried to throw him away, when she heard a resentful voice calling to herself, and tilted her head to see that it was Zhao Yunchu.

"Hey...you are here." Yun Yan frowned back, "Wait, I will throw this person away...Hey, Zheng Ling, if you do this, I will hit someone."

When Zhao Yunchu heard that this little brother was actually Zheng Ling, and Ge Yan was actually resisting, a fire rose in his heart, and he went forward bravely and grabbed Zheng Ling's shoulders and legs with both hands, and lifted him up sideways. , Thrown into the bamboo forest, fell heavily on the thick wheat bran, startled a few bamboo forest chickens.

Yun Yan was stunned back, he felt light on his body, and then Zheng Ling flew out in a parabola!

Zheng Ling was sitting in the bamboo forest. He hadn't recovered yet. After he got up, he was covered in bran shells and was furious, "Who, who dares to lose me!"

Zhao Yunchu: "I lost it!"

"You! Who are you, you!" Zheng Ling roared.

But he didn't dare to rush over, this stupid boy didn't know where he came from, and his strength was terrifying.

Zhao Yunchu angrily said: "You care who I am, you are not allowed to bully Yan Geer again!"

Zheng Ling: "Bah! Brother Yan and I are very good, want you to be nosy?"

Zhao Yunchu: "Nonsense, Ge Yan hates you so much!"

Yun Yan saw the two children quarreling back, sweat was about to come down, "Okay, okay, don’t quarrel... Just now Zheng Ling was really playing with me, Junior Brother, although you are kind, but you have too much energy. Fortunately, he didn’t fall."

When Zheng Ling heard that this kid was actually Yun Yanhui’s younger brother, his face improved a little, "It turns out to be Yan Ge’er’s younger brother, then I don’t blame you, Yan Ge’er is my younger brother, his younger brother is equal to It's my younger brother." The more he talked, the more he became involved in the role, completely acting like a big brother, "You boy is really strong, not bad."

Zhao Yunchu: "..."

Zhao Yunchu is very sad! Okay, everyone hates Zheng Ling, why did you quietly reconcile yourself_(:з」∠)_

"Come on, you." Yun Yan really couldn't see Zheng Ling's appearance as his brother, especially when he thought of Zheng Ling's saying that his brother was slapped in the face.

However, in Zhao Yunchu's opinion, it was Yun Yanhui's relationship with Zheng Ling that he used such a casual tone.

At this time, Zheng Ling also made up a knife, "Oh, luckily, the clothes are okay. Brother Yan just changed it for me."

Zhao Yunchu: "QAQ!"

Zheng Ling: "Ah, Brother Yan, look at this child, why is he crying?"

Yun Yanhui reluctantly walked to Zhao Yunchu's side, rubbed his face, and comforted him in a low voice, "How old you are, don't cry, otherwise it won't be sweet at all."

Zhao Yunchu's face was rubbed, and he felt much better. He was still very coaxed. At this moment, he held Yun Yanhui's arm and said, "I don't like him, Brother Yan, look, he even copied yours. Face." This person's eyes and face are similar to those of Ge Yan.

Zheng Ling was originally a bear. When he heard Zhao Yunchu's words that did not control the volume, he roared with laughter and said loudly, "My child, then I don't like you anymore. What do you know, I am not called copying brother Yan. Face, this is a good relationship between us! It's like a brother!"

Zhao Yunchu: "You are really annoying, what kind of brothers, you can only be the son, grandson, great-grandson..."

Yun Yan waved his hand back, "Hey, don't be so polite, just a younger generation."

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Zheng Ling's classmates have recently discovered that this naughty student, who was well-known in the academy before, did not know what medicine he took wrong, and he was so behaved. Although reading is still commonplace, but I can't sleep anymore in class, and I know how to write and draw if I can't listen. The rest time was even more terrible, and he didn't even go out to play anymore. The former Hupengou friend had made an appointment with him several times, but he didn't get an appointment.

If there are provocations by classmates who are not dealt with, Zheng Ling mostly can tolerate it, as if to avoid fighting with others.

In the eyes of good students and husbands, Zheng Ling is considered a ruin and teachable, but in the eyes of Zheng Ling's opponents, this is clearly a good time for revenge. Zheng Ling must have been severely disciplined by his father and dare not do anything. !

So this time when the rest day came, Zheng Ling's old opponents frolicked at the gate of the academy to stir Zheng Ling's emotions.

Zheng Ling thought about going to Yan Ge'er's house again today. Last time, because of that Zhao Yunchu, he could not spend the night there because Yun Yan said that they are like cockfighting, so it is better to separate. This time Zhao Yunchu was not here, so he should be able to spend it happily, so he didn't want to mess around with them. Who knows that someone who doesn't have eyesight is going to pull his clothes.

Zheng Ling took care of the needlework made by Zheng Ping, and even couldn't bear to get stains on it, so as not to wash too much wastage. Of course, she was angry and rushed forward.

A few people were afraid of being seen by the husband at the door, so they wrapped Zheng Ling and went into the alley. Zheng Ling’s friends took a look. Although Zheng Ling didn’t go out and **** recently, he was still a brother, not to mention that the other party didn’t deal with it. Yes, I also went to help.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went to the alley, he took advantage of Yun Yanhui's mind-yes, Yun Yanhui was nearby.

Recently, Shuangyi began to learn weapons and the stick technique. However, the ordinary long sticks were not the right size and were too light to take advantage of it. So Yun Yan ordered a special two-end iron-clad short martial arts stick to give her.

Thinking of Zheng Ling saying that he was coming back on this day off, and passing by the academy, waiting for Zheng Ling, who would have seen Zheng Ling being provoked.

Yun Yanhui was very pleased that Zheng Ling chose to retreat at first, but afterwards he couldn't bear it, there was nothing wrong with it. Therefore, after seeing them entering the alley, Yun Yan patted Shuangyi back.

No matter how Zheng Ling has come so many times, no matter how many times he owes it, he is closer than those people. It belongs to her own. Shuang Yi can't wait long ago. She slapped the stick and said, "Look if I don't slap those people, it will make those people's butts bloom."

"Wait, don't be so violent," Yun Yan pulled the stick out of her hand back, "The little girl's family, slap them a few times, just remember."

"Okay." Shuang Yi scratched his head, raised his foot and walked across the alley.

As soon as she entered, the children who thought they were watching the fun in the office were not worth mentioning. Instead, it was Zheng Ling, with an expression of ecstasy, and said to his little friend: "They are unlucky now!"

Zheng Ling had always been injured before. They didn't talk about falling into the wind, but they definitely couldn't suppress victory. How much they would be injured, the two sides were still evenly matched. At this moment, seeing Zheng Ling suddenly burst into excitement, everyone else is a little inexplicable.

The next moment, a person on the opposite side suddenly flew over, and Zheng Ling flashed and hit the wall and fell off.

The little girl who had just come in rubbed her wrist. She slapped the person in.

The yamen were shocked and looked at the girl, and then at Zheng Ling, who was overwhelmed with joy, "Wow, Zheng Ling, where did you find your helper, it's really shameless!"

Zheng Ling cunningly refused to admit, "I don't know her!"

The girl also grinned and said, "I'm drew a knife to help when the road is wrong."

Who believes it? They don’t believe a word, okay!

It was shameful to be pumped by a little girl, the yamen rolled up their sleeves and rushed forward.

Who knows that the little girl has one hand in one hand, she is not afraid to face five or six teenagers, and presents an overwhelming victory, "Whose face do you draw?"

When Shuangyi came in just now, I saw someone hit Zheng Ling in the face. Because Zheng Ling and Yan Ge'er looked alike, it was relatively unbearable for Shuangyi to fight this part.

Although her palm was small, she patted these people's faces with an iron palm, and her face could be swollen to a high level with a few strokes, and it was like a pig's head. Zheng Ling and the others don't need to do anything at all, just hold their arms and watch these people get hanged.

"Woo..." Someone finally couldn't help it, and ran out of the alley.

One ran, two ran, and all ran away. Shuangyi wanted to stop one or two, but he couldn't stop them all.

Shuang Yi looked at the first person who ran to the alley, just about to sigh regretfully.

-Suddenly, an iron-clad wooden stick protruded from the oblique thorn.

The iron-clad wooden stick was drawn on the man's waist and abdomen, and the man fell back with a sound of "Ouch", and then was smashed in the face.

The rest of the people have to run, but the alley is such a big place, one person and one stick guards there, quite a man who is in a position to be a guard, and everyone who wants to go out is all stubbornly slammed with a stick.

The people in the alley held a stick and laughed twice, raising their eyebrows, "Who wants to go out?"

Mess in Shuangyi wind: "..."

Yun Yan held the stick back, Chong Shuangyi squeezed his eyes.

Zheng Ling's friends were taken aback for a moment, then cheered and rushed over, "Look where you are going!"

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Zheng Ling draped Yun Yan's shoulders, her brows danced, "It was so cool just now, wow hahahaha!"

He fought and fought for so long, and for the first time he tasted the taste of beating someone else. He was almost helpless. Whenever he thought of it, Shuangyi stepped back or was knocked back on his head by Yunyan. At the end of the fight, he felt that Feeling guilty.

Shuang Yi has no sense of accomplishment at all. She beats those people just like playing with a white rabbit. But she was surprised by Yan Ge'er's performance! Since childhood, Yan Ge'er gave her the impression of being quiet and quiet, so when Yan Ge took her stick, she didn't think much about it, and really thought she was too violent.

Who knows, Ge Yan had expected the situation a long time ago, and he deliberately held a stick at the entrance of the alley! Although there is not much power, but the efficiency is amazing!

Not to mention how he looked when he said that "who wants to go out" later, it was different from the past, it was too...too rogue.

Shuang Yi was surprised and ashamed. It seems that fighting is also a matter of brainstorming.