Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Zhao Sanlang, sister likes this set of jewelry very much! The second lady of the Wang family shouted loudly, and then was pulled by the woman in purple next to her.

Although the woman wore a mask, it still couldn't cover her peerless beauty. Zhao Yinfeng was stunned for a moment, touched his nose without reacting, and then looked at Yang Zhao.

This was clearly prepared for the two of them.

A servant brought over two hard bows. They were different from the ones that the young masters had just played with. These two were three-stone strong bows, and the young masters were afraid that they would not be able to draw them.

Zhao Yinfeng took a bow and smiled at Han Xie: Mr. Han, what will you do if we both make it?

Han Zong smiled and said: We have three sets of treasures that will help the store. If three people achieve it, then three sets will be given away.

As soon as these words came out, some comments started to sound.

I want this set. Yang Zhao also picked up another bow. This set was naturally prepared for him by Ling Qingyu, and he had to win it back no matter what.

Okay, you come first. Zhao Yinfeng shrugged and said.

Yang Zhao flicked the bow string, pulled out ten arrows from the quiver, then walked a few steps along the red line in front of the projection platform, stood in a position, and slowly drew the bow.

The people around him unconsciously took a few steps back to avoid the fighting spirit that was invisibly emanating from him.

Yang Zhao has a slender figure and a handsome face. Now he is drawing his bow and arrow, his fighting spirit is surging, and a burst of iron-blooded energy comes out naturally. Unbeknownst to others, Ling Qingyu's heart skipped a beat.

It seemed like just a moment. After Yang Zhao's bow was fully drawn and paused for a while, the arrows in his hand shot out like beads, passing through the middle of the plum forest in a straight line, and one after another they were nailed into the red heart of the small target.

A flurry of arrows!

Even if Yang Zhao was regarded as his enemy, he couldn't stop the applause from escaping from his mouth.

Zhao Yinfeng touched his nose again. This was indeed a bit difficult. But if he gave in now, wouldn't he lose his reputation as the best in Bianjing?

Yang Zhao put down his bow and gave up his position.

Damn it, if I’m embarrassed, I’m going to cause trouble for those heckling bastards tonight! Zhao Yinfeng muttered in his heart and looked at the young masters of King Cao's family fiercely. Then he also took out ten arrows from the quiver, walked a few steps in front of the red line, and took up his position.

Closing his eyes slightly, Zhao Yinfeng drew his bow and was about to shoot, when he saw the arrow target on the boat chirped, unable to withstand the power of the ten arrows, it burst apart.

Then, goose-feather-like snowflakes began to float little by little.

Zhao Yinfeng was a little dumbfounded.

It's snowing, why don't you all go to the Nuan Pavilion to have a rest. Han Ye hurriedly stepped forward and said.

Yes, enjoy the plum blossoms in the snow, cook wine and recite poems. Come on, Sanlang, let's go have a drink with my brother. Fan Zheng hooked Zhao Yinfeng and said.

All of a sudden, everyone who was calling friends came into the Nuan Pavilion.

Yang Zhao handed the jewelry box to Ling Qingyu. After taking it, Ling Qingyu thought for a moment and walked towards Miss Cheng who was waiting for Cheng Jia in the plum forest and said, Miss Cheng, I want to exchange prizes with you, okay?

Cheng Yuqin was stunned for a moment while holding the hairpin Cheng Jia gave her in her hand, and looked back at Cheng Jia unconsciously.

Cheng Jia looked at Yang Zhao who was following Ling Qingyu, his eyes darkened slightly, and then said: Since my brother gave it to you, it belongs to you.

Cheng Yuqin was speechless for a moment, and thought to herself, brother, that set of jewelry is so expensive, and it was obviously given as a gift, okay, do you mean to let me accept it?

Ling Qingyu closed the box and placed it in Cheng Jia's hand. He took the hairpin from Cheng Yuqin's hand and said, This is only worthy of Miss Cheng. Ling is not willing to let others defile it. Please make it happen, Miss Cheng.

Cheng Yuqin suddenly realized, then smiled and said, Thank you so much, Master Ling.

Master Ling's heating pavilion is very comfortable. Why don't we go to her place. Without waiting for Ling Qingyu and Cheng Yuqin to reply, Cheng Jiashi walked to Ling Qingyu's heating pavilion calmly.

Cheng Yuqin was stunned for a moment, but still followed him. Ling Qingyu opened his mouth. He missed the opportunity to speak out his objections, so he could only follow him. Yang Zhao paused, and when he saw that everyone had almost entered the Nuan Pavilion, he left. He followed slowly a few steps away.

Although it is in the innermost part, it is much warmer than other hot pots, and there is steaming porridge on the table.

Seeing her brother sitting on the chair as soft as a bone, Cheng Yuqin smiled and said, Brother, this is not home.

It's okay, Head Ling won't mind. Cheng Jia said, giving up half of the soft couch.

Ling Qingyu's face darkened as he opened the curtain and came in. He sat on the soft couch opposite him and said, Yes, we don't have to be so restricted in our own territory. He leaned on the soft backrest of the soft couch.

Headmaster Ling is familiar with General Yang? Cheng Jia asked calmly as he looked at Yang Zhao who was standing outside with Yan San.

Our Ling family has been supplying military rations to Heishui Pass. Mr. Cheng must know this, right? Ling Qingyu handed a small bowl of porridge to Cheng Yuqin and said.

That's it? Cheng Jia nodded, indicating that he wanted it too.

What do you hope? Ling Qingyu helplessly served him a bowl and said.

Cheng Jia's eyes darkened, he took a sip of porridge and said, Yang Zhao asked the emperor for an edict in the palace to marry his savior.

Really? Then I really have to congratulate him. Ling Qingyu served himself a bowl and said lightly.

Cheng Yuqin looked at this and that, took off her mask, and drank her porridge quietly.

Master Ling... Cheng Jia called out.

Aren't you tired? Ling Qingyu interrupted him and said, Now that civil strife is imminent in the Great Zhou Dynasty, do you still want to destroy the Great Wall and allow foreign enemies to invade?

Well, Cheng Yuqin wiped the corners of her mouth very gracefully, stood up and said, My sister from the Mei family is still waiting for me. Brother, I'll go first.

After Cheng Yuqin left, the Nuan Pavilion was quiet for a moment, and Cheng Jia said, Why is civil strife imminent?

How much are the taxes now? How many principal households are there? How many customers? How many hidden households? Every year there are natural disasters, how many refugees are there every year? It doesn't matter who is the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but the foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty is the people. If the people don't have enough to eat With no warm clothes, no place to live, and problems with survival, is the foundation of Dazhou still stable? After saying this in one breath, Ling Qingyu coughed twice, shook his hand to Yan San who leaned in, and took a sip of porridge. Suppressing the blood in his chest, he said: Peace talks? Peace bought with money will never last long. No matter whether it is the Liao Kingdom or the Dangxiang, who is willing to give up the fat of the Zhou Dynasty? There are many generals in the Zhou Dynasty who can fight now. How many? You just want to prevent General Yang from relying on his own troops, but have you ever thought about who will you rely on to resist the foreign enemies once the foreign army invades the country? Those young masters and ladies outside who can't even hold a bow? Reciting poems and painting is worth it Over steel swords and iron arrows? Although I, Ling Qingyu, am a woman and a businessman, I also know that without national defense, there will be no long-term peace and stability of the country. Mr. Cheng, what are you afraid of? The shame of Jingkang is a national humiliation that the Chinese people can never forget. In my own world, the demise of the Song Dynasty could even be said to be a disaster for the Han people. Now that I am here, I don't want to see this moment happen again.

Cheng Jia was silent for a while and then said, Jia is short-sighted.

It's not that you can't think of it, you just don't want to think about it. Ling Qingyu said lightly. This person is so smart, how can he not see these crises? It's just that as a scholar, he instinctively resists the power of generals.

After saying these words continuously, Ling Qingyu felt that his energy and blood were rising a little, and he coughed again.

Master. Yan San rushed in, took out a small pill and stuffed it into her mouth, then poured a glass of water for her and said, Doctor Shi, didn't you want you to talk less?

Ling Qingyu swallowed the pill, calmed down, smiled, and said: Nothing, this is because I know Mr. Cheng can listen to what I say.

Seeing that she was fine, Yan San glanced at Cheng Jia and retreated.

The honor is so low-key, even if you think about it, you can't do anything. Cheng Jia said with a bitter smile.

This is the tradition of the system, Ling Qingyu nodded and said, Military disasters have always been what scholars are most afraid of, but in my opinion, the Wuhu Rebellion is the real disaster.

I will find an opportunity to talk to my father. Cheng Jiada said.

I sincerely do it for General Yang, Ling Qingyu lowered his eyes and said calmly: Master Cheng, it is better to keep the secret.

Why? Cheng Jia asked with a smile on his lips.

Mr. Cheng, I believe you are doing it for the sake of the country, but your father is old. Ling Qingyu said, as people get older and have been in the officialdom for a long time, entangled by various forces, many decisions will not be so simple. There are more places to worry about. Since ancient times, those who can accomplish great things in reform are those who are firm and persistent, have great wisdom, and are not influenced by others. Prime Minister Cheng can offer 200,000 taels of silver spices to bribe the emperor. It will not be Shang Yang, King Anshi and his ilk.

Cheng Jia's heart has never been beating so heavily, this woman!

Master, Bai Wei called outside the Nuan Pavilion. Because she ran over quickly, her voice was still a little breathy, and she said, Something happened ahead.

Ling Qingyu took the rabbit mask and put it on. Yan San had already come in and put the cloak on her, and then hurriedly walked out of Nuan Pavilion.

If it wasn't a big deal, Han Zong would not come to look for her.

I walked quickly to the front and saw a group of people gathered in front of the lakeside greenhouse. On one side, there were more people who were the family members of ordinary officials in relatively ordinary clothes. On the other side, there were noble ladies in very luxurious clothes. The person standing now It is Wang Jinglan, the second daughter of the Wang family.

This hairpin is worth two hundred taels of silver. How can you, the daughter of a sixth-rank official, afford it? Wang Jinglan held a gold hairpin in her hand and said to the woman opposite with contempt in her eyes.

I told you that all the products here can be closed. Sister Qin came here by herself. Miss Mei, who was wearing a pig mask, said angrily, then took off the mask and said: Why can't you save it yourself? , Just falsely accuse others? Don’t the Wang family have money? Just buy it.

Guan pounce? Wang Jinglan smiled coldly and said, She was so lucky. She caught five gold hairpins in a row? This is worth a thousand taels of silver. Why, could it be you and the Ling family? There was collusion, right? By the way, your father is not from Sinong Temple, so there must be no collusion.

How can you be so insulting! Miss Mei said angrily, her face turned red with anger.

There was a confrontation going on here, and the Miss Qin family ran towards the lake with her face hidden, and jumped into the lake before anyone could react.

This small lake was originally frozen. In order to make it look better, Han Chu asked someone to chisel the ice for a better look. Although the lake was not big, the water was very deep. After Miss Qin jumped in, her head was gone.