Qiang Jin Jiu - Chap 195

Gao Zhongxiong didn’t dare to ask more, and sat side by side. He was not too cold on the road, but he was getting better now, and his numb ears were recovering.

Zhou Gui saw that Gao Zhongxiong’s robe was still old, so he said, “Izuzhou is very cold, and you’re too thin.”

Gao Zhongxiong showed some embarrassment on his face, clutching his horns, and his voice was like a mosquito: “Yes … Yes.”

However, Kong Ling saw some clues and said, “You stay in the Qingshui yamen, and you are no worse than other people. All the silver in your hands is broken. It is not easy for you to settle down in Cizhou again. If you are missing something, Just talk to the house. ”

Gao Zhongxiong was cared for, his heart was solid, his eyes flooded, and he quickly stood up and said, “Mr. Gentlemen treat me with care, and the monarch treats me like a mountain …”

Zhou Gui waved his hand immediately and said, “Sit down, there is no one tonight, so don’t be so restrained.”

Gao Zhongxiong had no wife, children or relatives in Cizhou, and no one dared to let him be a prince. It was enough for Yue Zhen to reason, but he didn’t dare to mention it. His money was used to help Han Jin. Already.

Shen Zechuan released Han Jin last fall and raised him in a courtyard. Han Jin had a hard time in jail, and came out full of wine and meat, eating and drinking for a long time. Someone in the hospital took good care of him, waiting for him to recover, and a small cricket who came to play with him. Xiaozhang took him to shake the dice, and made him reluctant to think about it. In less than two months, he had forgotten all the things in Huidu. He later became addicted to gambling and couldn’t stay in the yard. He began to run out with Xiaoyu, and even more chic when he was drinking and playing.

But Shen Zechuan allocated so much money to Han Jin. He couldn’t stop it, so he had to figure it out, so he followed Gao Zhongxiong again, and ran to Gao Zhongxiong’s house with two heads in three days. Blocked Gao Zhongxiong for money.

Gao Zhongxiong had no choice but to be shy in his pockets.

Inside, Shen Zechuan was numb by the fingertips of Xiao Chiye. Listening to their conversation, he was like a mirror in his heart.

The wind rose again at night, blowing cotton-like snow all over the sky. The iron horse under the eaves rattled endlessly, and Gu Jin, who returned from the Kitahara school yard, was afraid to make a noise in the room, and he was called to take it away. He swept the snow in his hair, and saw Fei Sheng walking this way from the porch.

“Looking for the second grandfather?” Fei Sheng held his medicine and gestured to the room with his chin. “Where is the second grandfather resting, the master may not be shouted, you have a hard time on the road.”

“It’s so big under the snow, it’s going to kill a horse just because it’s a horse,” Gu Jin dismounted because his ears were numb by the wind, and he didn’t feel anything. He said to Fei Sheng, “Eye never slept well for half a month. OK. ”

Fei Sheng sighed.

Gujin gave way and said, “Go in then, don’t delay the Prince’s medication.”

Fei Shenglin whispered in front of the door and said, “I don’t see any time in the hour and a half, don’t stay here either. Chen Yang and Qiao Tianya come over a while, you all go to the duty room to sit, I will have refreshments and hot tea, Let’s do this first. ”

Xiao Chiye didn’t know when he would wake up, and he would definitely discuss the matter at that time. They all ran for a few days, and Pestle was blowing under the eaves, and he couldn’t resist it. Still, Fei Sheng thoughtfully. The duty room was separated from the courtyard by a shout, and he could come over immediately without delay.

Gu Jin accepted this feeling, thanked Fei Sheng for his fist, and picked the curtain for him.

Shen Zechuan did not let the light on, Fei Sheng naturally did not mention. He went in with the tray and put the medicine in a porcelain bowl. The outside was still talking softly, keeping the volume that Shen Zechuan could hear. Shen Zechuan took the spoon with his active hand and drank slowly.

Fei Sheng tried his best not to make a sound, but Xiao Chiye woke up.

Xiao Chiye frowned for a moment and sat up. The dark shadow shrouded Shen Zechuan, scaring Fei Sheng. Xiao Chiye slept with a drowsy head, looked still for a while, looked at Shen Zechuan, and asked dumbly, “When is it?”

Shen Zechuan laid the spoon and looked at Fei Sheng.

Fei Sheng said: “Second, it’s time for the sea.”

Xiao Chiye actually slept for nearly three hours. He also held Shen Zechuan’s hand, rubbed his neck with the other hand when he bowed his head, and said, “Is Gujin back?”

Fei Sheng went on to Shen Zechuan’s medicine bowl and replied, “I just came back. I’m all on duty at the moment. Er Ye will call someone and ask for it.”

“Yes,” Xiao Chiye said immediately. “Let them go to the side hall, and I’ll be there in a while.”

Outside listening to the sound of the inside, they stopped. Fei Sheng came out holding the empty bowl, handed his eyes to the gentlemen, and went out of the curtain to make Chen Yang call them.

Shen Zechuan moved his numb fingers, and Xiao Chiye pinched it red. Xiao Chiye asked: “Always sitting?”

Shen Zechuan had a bitter taste in his mouth, and was still thinking about Fanzhou. He had no spirit when he heard the words, and said, “Sitting back pain.”

Xiao Chiye poured a cup of herbal tea in his mouth and quickly put it on. Seeing that Shen Zechuan stood up, he blocked him from leaving, taking advantage of the gap between his eyebrows, asking him to cross in by holding his chin and taking away the bitter medicine.

Shen Zechuan was out of reach. Xiao Chiye didn’t bow his head when he pinched his chin, so he could only stamp his feet involuntarily. Xiao Chiye led him into his arms. Shen Zechuan grabbed Xiao Chiye’s sleeves, and his teeth were softened by Xiao Chiye. He couldn’t hold the tea and felt it was about to come out. He had to swallow hastily. I trembled, and trembled.

The tea outside was full, and Zhou Gui listened to the coughing sound, worried whether Shen Zechuan had the cold again. After a while, just thinking about asking, Kong Ling interrupted him.

Kong Ling said, “The dragon in the house is burning too much. I pushed Yuanzhuo to the door to let the air out.”

Yao Wenyu wrapped up his jacket and said, “Then there is Mr. Luo Chengfeng.”

They carried Zhou Gui out and they stood under the eaves for less than a moment of incense, and saw Xiao Chiye come out. Everyone saluted and shouted “Second Lord”.

Xiao Chiye’s chin was hit red. Seeing that they were all there, he paid a little respect to the gentlemen and said, “I’ve run **** these roads for a few days. I didn’t pay attention to delaying your deliberations. I’m sorry.”

Kong Ling said: “The second master is working hard day and night in the battlefield, and it is time to rest.”

They saluted Xiao Chiye again, and Xiao Chiye stopped talking nonsense, and took people to the side hall.

Zhou Gui felt cold on the spot and swept around, wondering, “Go in?”

Yao Wenyu gave a sigh to Zhou Gui and couldn’t help but raise his hand and said, “Come in, my lord, please.”

***

Overnight discussions were held in Cizhou, and Fanzhou had already received obituaries.

The King of Wings was not the first one to recover the obituary of Izaki, but the thunder and thunderstorms were few times last year. Shen Zechuan did not intend to mobilize him, so this time he also regarded it as a threat and did not rest on his mind.

Fanzhou’s Yamen was expanded and renovated. The King of Wings placed the gold and silver treasures plundered from the two states here. It is known as the state treasury and said that it would stay to buy grain and land after the spring of this year. Yes, to support the cost of his wine pond meat forest.

The snow is so big this year that countless people are starving to death in two states. The houses in various places collapsed a few days ago, and many people were killed. The people below reported to the King of Wings, who were deaf to them and still immersed in their gentle hometown.

Those who initially followed the Wing King’s uprising were killed for fighting over the fields, and most of the survivors are still bandits from two states. In establishing the title, King Wing promised that the bachelors of the two states would change the status quo of the two states and restore people’s livelihood. As a result, they sat down inside the yamen and started to kill the satire scholars.

Everyone in the two states is in danger. Many people want to escape from the country in the snow, but they are all beheaded and killed by His Majesty’s soldiers. Even if someone is brought back, they must be branded on the chest and left in Fanzhou Prison. The “livestock” that the wing king winter hunts.

After three nights, King Wing lay on the satin cushion with a big belly, drunk in the sound of Sheng Le, and shouted, holding a golden cup, “full of wine!”

The woman with disheveled clothes on both sides poured wine for King Yi. King Yi crossed his arms and said in his mouth, “Down, down, then down!”

The red pomegranate-like wine poured out along the mouth of the glass, flowing down the woman’s jade arm, wet the half-covered breast. The woman twisted into the arms of Wing King in the winged laughter of Wing King. Wing King was already out of control, reached out and touched it, playing with the woman in public.

Sitting at the bottom left, Cui Qing, she asked a handsome new face to hold a rifle for herself, and looked at people’s waist while spitting smoke, saying, “I fled from Dunzhou in nine lives, what would your Highness reward me? I’ll just look at this and give me □ for a while, but that’s not much. ”

The man was handsome, with no powder on his face, shoulders wide and waist narrow, kneeling in front of Cui Qing, listening to this, he looked up at Cui Qing. The look was straightforward, and it was so numb and tingly, itching in my heart.

King Wing is too fat and the woman who needs to serve him turns his head for him. He glanced at the man and sneered: “Mom, how do you know who this is?”

Cuiqing stepped on this man’s chest, feeling the hardness under her feet, and said, “Mom, I haven’t seen any of these people … so good, go with mom, right?”

The King of Wings laughed loudly and said suddenly, “His name is Huo Linghuo, who is the eldest son of Huo Qing who was killed by a dog commanded by the garrison in Dengzhou. At that time I was going to enter Dengzhou and Huo Qingning died. Not at all, killed my second brother during the battle, tortured him for seven days and nights after being caught by me, and finally threw it in the hunting ground to make the dog torn apart! ”

Cui Qing said, “Yo”, approached Huo Lingyun, and giggled, “His high-mindedness also took him by his side so healthy.”

“I originally wanted to kill him,” said King Wing disdainfully. “But he was born like a dog, but his courage was as small as a needle tip. He watched his dad be eaten by a dog, and immediately knelt down and held my leg. I gave him a way of life, and I was willing to be a cow or a horse for this, and I left him as a dog. ”

Cui Qing touched Huo Lingyun, and Huo Lingyun smiled flatteringly. Cui Qing gave him a pity and said, “Good dog, let mother see how good you are.”

The King of Wings lost the gold cup and said, “He’s not jealous and playful. Last time I gave it to Fang Da to play for seven or eight days. He was still alive when he returned.”

Cuiqing’s face was cold, and she said, “Fang Lao Jiu is so old, and so cheap! He can’t even hold his **** and grabs a man from me! Look at me obediently, my mother is much better than Fang Lao Jiu. Now, an old macaque serving him will be ashamed of you. ”

Huo Lingyun’s chest was undulating, he was half open, his clothes were tied around his waist, and Bai Cui was completely obedient when Cui Qing overwhelmed. The hall was so full, Cui Qing was pinched by Huo Lingyun, fell on the cushion, and motioned for him to come.

The King of Wings is over-indulgent and just drinks. He was drunk like a drunken man and drank his belly round in a chaotic noisy place. The servant woman rubbed her shoulders and pinched her legs, and throbbed with warm incense and soft jade.

The snow outside the hall fell for half a night. When the day was about to dawn, the people inside fell asleep.

King Wing opened his arms and sprayed the murky wine. Huo Lingyun wiped her body to clean up the sweat. He looked at the King of Wings not far from the snoring noises, and then silently passed over others and squatted to the King of Wings’ pillow.

Wing King did not like to bring the guard when he was having fun, he was afraid of death, so the guard with the sword must stand outside the door. Huo Lingyun became a man’s pet for half a year under the wing king’s account, and suffered humiliation to get such an opportunity.

He looked at King Wing as if looking at the dogs that had killed his father.

Three soft beeps outside the door.

Huo Lingyun knew it was happening. Instead of standing up, he patted King Wing’s cheek while picking up the cushion.

King Wing swallowed back with a snoring sound, and he opened his empty gold cup with his hand, opened his eyes in the sound of the “Ding-Dong” collision, and looked at Huo Lingyun, suddenly sweating, and yelled: “Go-”

Huo Lingyun had already moved, and he smothered Wing King’s head with soft cushions. King Wing was struggling fiercely, his thick limbs swayed, and he awakened others in the temple. Huo Lingyun was holding the white flower’s meat waves, and Wing King still gasped under the cushion.

Cui Qing woke up, but she didn’t realize what was happening around her.

Wing King breathed heavily, and screamed in horror: “Come here, come here to rescue you!”

Huo Lingyun laughed in the struggle of King Wing, he suddenly let go of his hand and gave up killing. Wing King got up in a panic from his men, but Wing King was too fat, trapped in the cushion, and screamed exhaustedly, “Come, come soon!”

Huo Lingyun felt something from the clothes stacked on his waist, and he followed Wing King.

The King of Wings crawled like a maggot, gradually realizing what was in that shout, and the guards outside the door seemed dead—they did die.

The Wing King cried. He moved his fat body, folded the meat waves, drew under Huo Lingyun’s feet, and said, “Ling, Ling Yun!” He reached over the woman and pushed to Huo Lingyun. I will give you Fanzhou, mine and mine! You will be given to you by Wing King! ”

Huo Lingyun’s chest was undulating, and he bowed down and pulled Wing King’s hair, dragging Wing King towards himself. The King of Wings didn’t understand how the situation changed suddenly. Before sleeping, Fanzhou listened to his orders. He kicked his legs and yelled like a pig.

Cuiqing finally reacted. She fumbled for her clothes and watched the wing king dragged by Huo Lingyun. She shook her head in a hurry and said, “I have nothing to do with my mother! It doesn’t matter–”

The bursting sound rang in this moment, and the “bang” cracking sound was like hitting Cuiqing’s ear, which made her ear buzz. She opened her eyes and got stuck there silently, her face covered with **** filth.

Huo Lingyun was stunned by the copper fire, and the burning sensation made him feel so painful that King Wing ’s head was like a trampled watermelon.

The hall was dead and silent, and Cuiqing screamed suddenly. She crawled madly, clutching her clothes, and flew barefoot in the hall and rushed to the door. The door opened, but Cui Qing backed away, and she fell to the ground, watching the flames everywhere.

“You rob a woman for him,” Huo Lingyun stood in the darkness, and put the thing that Wing King put into his hand into his mouth, and then stunned out again. He stared at Cuiqing and said coldly, “You still Keep the mastiff in captivity for him. ”

Cui Qing shook her head, covered her body, and moved on the floor. She heard the dogs barking and saw the mastiffs come out of the human legs.

Huo Lingyun stepped on the wing king’s body like looking at the meat on the chopping board, he said, “You should all taste this taste.”

Cui Qing’s eyes widened and she wanted to run, but her legs were soft and she could only watch the mastiff get rid of the chain and rushed in the runaway scream.

Huo Lingyun put on a robe in the sound of the mastiffs tearing and swallowing. He picked up the obituary thrown by the wing king and rubbed it away.

The author has something to say: I didn’t stop the car. Day by day, day by day, day by day. The update time is 19 o’clock, and sometimes it will be 20 o’clock, and I will ask for leave in the comment area if something happens. In the previous chapters, there were update tips to correct typos and bugs pointed out by some small bosses. There are no plot changes. The outline was originally composed of three volumes, but I think the final copy of the dudu is not as long as one volume, so it finally merged together and it was determined to be two volumes. I will finish writing what I need to write, do n’t worry, do n’t want to drag, I hope not to talk nonsense in each chapter.