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I don¡¯t know if you have heard the theme song of "Da Song Times Weekly" by Xiaoyanlou. The little loli who sang the song has also started to write a book now. He has a very scary pen name. Strangers are not close, and he wrote a very mysterious book The book is called "Possessed Shaman". Unfortunately, the great shaman has also failed in the pk of the female channel. Now I turn to heroes. If there are vip book friends who are willing to give away pk tickets, please click on the bottom of the public version of this page That line of Chinese characters: "I will help little loli!" will do.
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Seeing the envious eyes of his beloved wife and the three girls, Yang Ling's male psychology swelled sharply, and he was not in a hurry to get off the horse. He got off his horse and jumped to the ground very coolly.
There were more than forty kilograms of iron leaves in the battle robe. With the jump and the fall, Yang Ling staggered and was almost brought to the ground. Fortunately, two soldiers next to him rushed up to support him.
Yang Ling helped the crooked helmet, and said with a sneer: "Uh the injury on my body is not very good, hehe, not very good."
Seeing that he was desperate for face, Yutangchun couldn't help but "eat" a smile, and quickly covered his mouth again. Yang Ling's face was a little hot, and he didn't dare to look at the faces of the girls, so he hurriedly stepped forward to salute Han Lin: "Father-in-law, my son-in-law is thinking that you will soon arrive in Beijing, please come and sit in the camp."
Han Lin and his son listened to Wu Jie's message, saying that Yang Ling resisted the imperial decree and took his young mother to Jiucheng to seek medical treatment. They were afraid that they would not even have time to collect the body when they entered Beijing, so they hurried on the road day and night with great anxiety, not daring to take a break along the way.
Entering the area of ??the capital, people along the way heard stories about Yang Ling's deeds. There were many stories about the refusal to save his wife, but the ending was the same: Yang Ling, who served with love and righteousness, was extremely wise today. It's a pity that it hasn't rained in Beijing recently, otherwise the moving version of Yang Ling's rescue of his wife must have been staged grandly.
The four father and son rushed to Yang Ling's house, only to see Yingying Yanyan and the group of female porridge, and the honest and kind Han Lin was stunned. He thought that his son-in-law had taken four concubines in one go in less than two months. It was amazing, until Youniang whispered Tang Yixian's identity and their origins to him, and Han Lin suddenly realized.
The three of Xuelimei were bored at home, and when they saw that Youniang's family was going to visit Yang Ling, they also excitedly followed. It is quite inconvenient for women to go out, let alone four beautiful girls.
The three of them sometimes went to the streets secretly to play, made several sets of princely robes and warrior robes, and then turned them out and wore them on their bodies. Tang Yixian, who was about the same size as the young lady, wore the princely robes himself, and gave the warrior robes to her. The eight of them only kept After leaving Xiaoyun to look after the house, they all rushed to the barracks.
Seeing Yang Ling calling them into the camp, Xue Limei tugged on his skirt quietly, and said worriedly: "Yang Dawo, women are not allowed in the army, let's go in Is it convenient?"
Yang Ling didn't pay much attention to these details. There was nothing wrong with visiting family members, not to mention that they were dressed in men's clothes, which might be deceptive. Yang Ling waved his hand and said: "What's the matter, is it possible that everyone is talking outside the camp? Besides Hehe, you came at the right time, and I just have something to ask for your help. Come on, please, let's take your time." Let's talk again".
The girls are too rouge, and they have already seen the clues of the pawns in the door, but they dare not say anything. Yang Ling led them in, brought them to the general's tent, and served them with wine. After chatting at the banquet, they found out that Han Wei had married a girl from the Zhang family at cock crow, and they had been married for more than a month now.
Yang Ling intended to let the brothers of the Han family live at home for a while after they came to Beijing. One side is handsome and the other side is beautiful. Maybe they can fall in love with each other for a long time. Unexpectedly, Han Wei has already married.
Although Han Wu is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, there are three little beauties who are as beautiful as flowers and fragrant all over his body. He doesn't even look at them, but he loves the weapons and armor in Yang Ling's tent, and keeps playing with them He didn't even take a bite of the meal, and it seemed that the two parties didn't call at all.
The three of Yutangchun listened to Yang Ling explain to Han Lin what had happened after entering the camp for the past two days, and suddenly felt a sense of hatred and hatred. Besides, the matter of clearing accounts and catching corrupt officials pretending to be the master of Qingtian was really interesting. Yang Ling quickly fetched the account book to show off his skills.
? Yang Ling ordered his own soldiers to take people to the Procurement Department, and Yang Yiqing transported all the account books back to the commander's account. Yangling's house, where the generals lived, was built on a gentle slope on the mountain. It was divided into three courtyards. Each courtyard had to climb up the steps, and the account books were transported to the third courtyard. After a while, I brought pens, ink, paper and inkstones and asked the girls to settle the accounts.
The three of Yutangchun had learned to do accounting, and they could understand the chaotic running accounts at a glance. However, Yang Ling saw that they cleaned up the accounts neatly, and they also used the running accounting method, so he wanted to classify and count. ?If a general is assassinated in the camp, the government and the public will definitely be shaken, and our lives will die."
General Bao Shen smiled darkly and said, "Who said I'm going to kill him? I'm going to kill those four fake masters who checked the accounts!" He pointed to Liu Shiyong and said, "If you have a banquet with the surname Yang tonight, just say This official intends to make peace with him, and I also go to the banquet, he must think that we have bowed our heads.
To be loyal, I arranged for my absolutely trustworthy brothers to disguise themselves, pry open the back mountain fence, create the illusion of bandits entering the camp and stealing, and then went straight to the general's mansion, killed the four women for me, and burned the books! "
General Bao Shen opened his blood-red eyes and said with a sinister grin: "Four young women died in his tent. Even if he knew that I did it, forgive him for not making a fuss about it. Heh heh, even killing chickens to scare monkeys can't shock him." , Without the account book, he can't find out the bad debts that can't be cleared up. At that time, I see what he can do to me? Hahahaha ".
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Han Mancang was young, so Yang Ling kept him by his side as a personal soldier, and then accompanied Han Lin and his two uncles to the first division. Lian Delu had seen Yang Ling's old-fashioned methods of stripping military power, arresting corrupt officials, and checking pay, and he was in awe of this young general, so the people he sent naturally did not dare to neglect.
After everything was arranged, Yang Ling accompanied Han Wei out of the gate, and the two of them walked along the shade of the green willows for a while, Yang Ling finally couldn't help but said: "Brother, please give my regards to Huang Xiancheng, Wang Zhuzhu, and Jiang Baba after you go back." How many adults are there, besides Is Miss Ma Lianer all right?"
A smile flashed across Han Wei's eyes: This brother-in-law can bear it enough, and he didn't speak to him until now. He covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and said, "A few days ago, Huang Xiancheng arranged for the merchants who went south to take care of them. The girl has returned to Jinling with the caravan supporting the coffin."
About Ma Lian'er, their father, son and brothers have already acquiesced in their hearts. Ever since he knew that Yang Ling had resisted the imperial edict for his younger sister, Han Wei had no suspicions in his heart, and felt that the girl Ma was in a pitiful situation, so he said: "I heard Ma Ang wants to promise his sister to Bi Dusi as a concubine. That day, Miss Ma sent you off on a flying horse. Bi Dusi lost face in front of others and has already resigned from this marriage. On the second day, I ran to the post office and had a big fight with Miss Ma, and my brother and sister broke up, and I never saw Ma Ang to visit her again."
Yang Ling sighed, and didn't want to show off to this uncle, so he just walked forward.
Han Wei glanced at him, and said with deep meaning: "Since you left, Miss Ma, she has washed her lead and covered her face with white gauze, and never shows her face in front of others. I only deliver some rice, grain, and vegetables at the post office." see her".
He paused as he spoke, then took out something from his bosom and said, "Miss Lian'er found me specially before returning to Jinling, and left this thing, saying that if you have letters, Please ask someone to send it to you, I just picked it up a few days ago, this time I have the opportunity to come to the capital, so I brought it to you."
Yang Ling stopped in his tracks and took a look. It was a dark green brocade bag embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water. The mouth of the bag was sewn with fine needlework. Han Wei sighed, slapped him heavily on the shoulder, and jokingly said: "General, you are so affectionate. You are a little sister who resists orders and refuses to follow orders. My elder brother has nothing to say to you. Miss Lian'er also has a deep affection for you. If it is convenient, ask someone to visit her in Jinling. I'm leaving."
Yang Ling watched Han Wei go away, then looked down at the embroidered pouch in his hand, and sat on the boulder by the roadside in a daze.
The spring breeze blew, and the willow branches beside him fluttered on his shoulders, disturbing his heart.
For the young lady, their feelings for each other are like water*, and that kind of unforgettable feeling cannot be replaced by anyone. He has always believed that love is exclusive, unique, and completely exclusive. For Lian'er, it seems to be more of pity and responsibility, but after leaving Jiming Post, he realized that that girl also held him back. A thread of love.
In this world, people's concept of love is too far from his time. After staying here for a long time, sometimes he also wonders in a daze, which concept interprets the emotion is correct: Is love inherently dedicated? , Exclusive? Or is it because the education he received from childhood instilled such a concept in him?
The deepest and greatest relationship should be family affection. Family affection can withstand the test more than love, and it is also deeper. Family affection can be given to several relatives in the same way, and it will not be weak just because the love for one person is for another. Feelings, what about love?
He doesn't know, he really doesn't know, he dares to swear that for the sake of his beloved young girl, he will never frown, but why does another girl sometimes appear in his heart?
Yang Ling seemed to see that white-clothed snow-covered girl walking lightly along the mountain road, smiling at him like a delicate peony that was too weak to wear.
He lowered his head, looked at the brocade bag in his hand, bent the buttons on the armor and picked up the silk thread, pulled out a piece of white silk from the brocade bag, and gently spread it with both hands, all the lines were graceful and graceful. , The beautiful words come into view: "
You are like the moon and I am like the fog,
The fog conceals and dews with the moon.
Just because you look back,
Makes me think of you in the morning and evening.
The soul follows you to the end of the world,
The belt gradually widens without feeling bitter.
Lamenting that the years are like morning dew,
When will the mud nest king's house be called?
After thirty-six bright moons,
When you do a neon dress dance for you. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)The button on the armor parted the silk thread, pulled out a piece of white silk from the brocade bag, and gently spread it with both hands, a line of graceful, graceful and beautiful words came into view: "
You are like the moon and I am like the fog,
The fog conceals and dews with the moon.
Just because you look back,
Makes me think of you in the morning and evening.
The soul follows you to the end of the world,
The belt gradually widens without feeling bitter.
Lamenting that the years are like morning dew,
When will the mud nest king's house be called?
After thirty-six bright moons,
When you do a neon dress dance for you. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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