Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the New Year atmosphere in the streets was extremely strong, and the business of silver houses was also extremely hot, which fully proved that Bianjing was indeed the most prosperous city in the world. Not to mention the officials and ordinary people were spending huge sums of money.

After looking outside the door, Ling Qingyu turned around and said, Let's go back. At this rate, I'm afraid that the goods will be sold out once the new year is over. Ling Qingyu doesn't want to think about having to divide half of the goods that are delivered again. Send valuables over.

Yang Zhao will go back to Heishui Pass after his audience in the next year. During this period of time, he has achieved some results in his low life in Bianjing. He has obtained some supplies and privileges from the Ministry of War, but he doesn't know what the difference is. When will we meet again, we will make love every night as if we want to rub her into our bones and blood.

Get out of the way.

Hearing the noise from the front, his carriage moved aside. Ling Qingyu opened some curtains and looked out.

It was a group of Liao people, tall and powerful.

The people in front of them look familiar. Who is that guy if it's not Gu Sui?

Ling Qingyu lowered the curtains. She knew he was not an ordinary person, but she didn't expect that he was from Liao! If he had known it earlier, he would not have been given the gold even if he was beaten to death!

The horse team was very organized and passed slowly by the carriage.

After the cavalry passed, Ling Qingyu asked Ying Shisan to go home directly. There was no use regretting what had been done, and there was no point in seeing people who had been separated. It's better to go back and make dumplings.

On New Year's Eve, the inner courtyard of the Ling family was very lively. Ying Thirteen bought a lot of fireworks and cooked dishes in the kitchen.

On the 29th, Han Zong gave out all the wages and red envelopes to the servants, and then let them go home. There were half-cooked vegetables left in the kitchen, and they were the only ones left in the yard.

Therefore, the flowing dishes in the kitchen come from the hands of Ling Qing Yu Yan San Yang Zhao He Li Han Zong Ying Shi San Sum Xie Sanlang himself. Naturally, Shi Fang does not cook them. He only drinks wine.

The work desk is on the big table outside the kitchen. Although the weather is still cold, the heat from the stove and the placement of many charcoal pots make the yard warm.

The food cooked by the only woman was actually the worst in appearance and taste, not even comparable to Xie Sanlang. This fact made Ling Qingyu very frustrated.

Fortunately you are a female! Xie Sanlang said, looking at the dumplings made by Ling Qingyu that had been cooked to pieces.

Why? Ling Qingyu touched the flour on his face and asked.

You don't know how to embroider and cook, and you don't know what a woman should know. If you get married, you will either starve to death or be divorced. Xie Sanlang has not been exposed to Dazhou culture for long, but these basic principles I still understand, Tao.

You damn kid! Do you know that I, the leader of your family, am extremely talented? Heaven will confer a great responsibility on this man! Ling Qingyu knocked on his head and said.

You are still so fierce! You don't look like a woman at all. Be careful no one wants you! Xie Sanlang said unconvinced, Japanese women are so good, they don't even speak loudly!

Do I want you to take care of anyone? It's not your turn anyway! Ling Qingyu knocked him on the head again.

I, your head, have a kind heart and noble moral character. I can run a household and make money. Where can I find such a good woman? No one wants her yet! As he spoke, he knocked Xie Sanlang on the head again.

Have you ever praised yourself so much? You are just a profiteer! said Xie Sanlang, who was outraged. People who go around robbing people say they have noble moral character?

That's true, the noble moral character item can be removed, since we are not bad people anyway, Ling Qingyu looked at Tiandao, then twisted Xie Sanlang's ears and said, Even if I am morally corrupt and petty-minded and like to take advantage of myself, I am your savior! What should be your attitude towards your savior? Tell me.

I can't repay the kindness of saving my life. I can only pledge myself to you. A cool voice sounded at the door of the courtyard.

Did you hear that? This is how normal people think! Ling Qingyu immediately agreed, then turned around and asked: Who are you!

In the courtyard, those who drew their swords drew their swords, and even Han Zong raised his rolling pin.

Yan San did not move, but asked lightly: What are you doing here?

The man at the door of the yard was half-hidden in the shadows. He was very tall and his silver-gray clothes glowed faintly in the moonlight.

Who is he? Ling Qingyu turned around and asked Yan San.

But in less than four years, you have forgotten to be clean? The person at the door walked out of the shadows, with thick eyebrows raised, a pair of eyes that were bright and reserved, and a calm temperament but with a hint of domineering, just like that, step by step. Slowly walked to Ling Qingyu.

The tip of Ying Thirteen's sword moved slightly, but Yan San blocked him and said with a smile: You can't block Daxia Lu's sword.

Lu Yao? Ling Qingyu paused for a moment, then looked at the calm man in front of him who was already a head taller than him. He looked carefully and said with a smile, It's really Lu Yao.

Lu Yao took a deep breath and thought to himself, you can't be angry. If you are angry with her, you are asking for trouble! He turned to Xie Sanlang and said, You are wrong when you say that no one wants her. I am her son-in-law.

Ah!? Xie Sanlang opened his eyes wide, wandered around to Yan San and Yang Zhao, then stretched his neck and said: Listen to your nonsense! I have never seen you, you got out of here!

Didn't I tell you, she saved my life, and I have nothing to repay, so naturally I can only pledge myself to her. Lu Yao said calmly.

Ling Qingyu's face was dry and cracked.

Xie Sanlang still didn't let her go, and sneered at Lu Yao: You have to give your life to save your life. She saved everyone here. I'm afraid she saved hundreds of people in the boat shop. Qian, is she going to recruit?

What a naughty kid, but what he said is really good! Ling Qingyu pulled Lu Yao over with a smile and said, Don't act like a child. It just so happens that all the servants in the house are on holiday and there is no one to cook. You haven't forgotten your craftsmanship yet.

Lu Yao took off the heavy sword from his waist, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, gently pushed Xie Sanlang, and said, I'll do it.

After looking at the faces of Yan San and Yang Zhao, Han Zuo put down the rolling pin and said, I'm going to make tea first.

Sum looked at Ying Thirteen and asked: This one came out?

Shadow Thirteen replied to him: How do I know? !

Both of them looked at He Li, he was the only one of the same generation as them! He Li touched his nose and said, I'll get some dried fruits. He dodged.

How did you know we were here? Ling Qingyu asked.

Lu Yao glanced at her and said nothing. He knew from Longmen that she was coming to Bianjing. He arrived a few days late because he had to deal with some matters. As soon as he arrived, he heard all kinds of rumors about the female head of the Ling family. He didn't know about the rumors, but Yang Zhao knew about it. He had mixed feelings in his heart. He waited beside the Ling family's silver building for a day before following Han Ye to find this courtyard. He also struggled for a day about whether he should come to see her or not. , with her character, how could she wait for him? I'm afraid she has forgotten everything a long time ago, but there are some things that can be suppressed if she doesn't think about them or see them. The more she thinks about them, the more she can't suppress them. Originally, she just wanted to see them outside. , but somehow she climbed over the wall and came in. She originally just wanted to stand behind the wall silently and take a look, but she was so happy and so harmonious with those people, as if he was the only one left outside, so she couldn't help but accept the call anymore. sentence.

Not only did Lu Yao's craftsmanship not deteriorate, but he even became more refined. A piece of bacon was sliced ​​as thin as transparent by an invisible blade.

Wrong! Bacon must be thick and fatty! Ling Qingyu shouted.

After being yelled at by her several times, Lu Yao slowly regained his feeling. It seemed that he was still in the small courtyard, as if he was still on the Fengshen, as if he was still on the treasure island. She had never changed, and she would not be stingy with a single concession. The position he came back to was just an old friend after so many years.

What's wrong? Seeing that his eyes were a little red, Ling Qingyu asked.

This is so spicy, what is it? Lu Yao pointed at the chili pepper and said, touching the corners of his eyes, the chili powder in his hand suddenly made tears come out.

Chili! You haven't eaten it before! You'll know how delicious it is later! Ling Qingyu said proudly.

Are you recovered? Lu Yao wiped his eyes with his sleeve and asked casually. Among the rumors outside was the fact that the female head of the Ling family got seriously ill and almost died in order to save a young lady who jumped into the lake.

It's not okay yet, Qingyu, go to the room and have a rest. Yang Zhao continued calmly.

Okay. Ling Qingyu picked up two pots of fried vegetables and walked happily into the house.

I won't stay long, don't worry. Lu Yao poured the vegetables into the pot and said without looking back.

The table full of dishes was prepared in no time. When Lu Yao walked into the room, Ling Qingyu was picking up a piece of bacon and stuffing it into his mouth. Seeing him come in, he smiled and said, Lu Yao, your skills are really impressive. When do you stop being a hero, come and be my cook.

Under the knife-like gaze, Lu Yao replied very calmly: Okay.

Everyone despises him, so just brag. Will you not be a hero?

Come on, come on, everyone is here, sit down, sit down, let's have the first drink first, I wish everyone all the New Year's wishes come true and make a fortune! Ling Qingyu stood up and raised his glass.

Seeing that she was also ready to drink, Yan San immediately took her wine glass and said, You can't drink, your injury is not healed yet.

Her injury will be fine now if she drinks some. Shi Fang chuckled, having already downed a few glasses of wine.

Ling Qingyu smiled coquettishly and said: It's safe, I'll drink tea. He forgot that he would transform as soon as he drank.

What injury? Lu Yao asked.

Boy, you don't know how dangerous it was at that time. There is a big hole in your chest! If it weren't for my Shi Fang's medical skills being comparable to Hua Tuo, this girl would have died on the ship. Shi Fang was already drunk and patted Lu Yao on the shoulder. road.

Who did it? Lu Yao asked Yan San. If he could get past Yan San and attack her, he must be a master.

Already dead. Yan San said.

Lu Yao's hands under the table clenched into fists, but he stopped asking. If he was still on the boat, Yan San would naturally not be on guard against him, but now that he was in the rivers and lakes, what else could he do.

Okay, stop talking about these unpleasant things, come and eat, and we'll set off fireworks later. Ling Qingyu knocked on the table and said. Lu Yao has already left, so there is no need to involve him with the Ling family anymore. He has his own career and world. When they meet, everyone chats happily and lives their own lives separately.

When it was time to give birth, Ying Shisan set off fireworks in the yard, and countless fireworks lit up the sky in Bianjing.

Fire trees and silver flowers fill the sky with twinkling lights.

Xie Sanlang and Sumu followed Ying Shisan and He Li to set off firecrackers and fireworks in the yard, making laughter and shouts from time to time. Shi Fang was holding a wine glass and directing beside them, while Han Zong was leaning on an armchair with a smile on his lips.

Ling Qingyu stood at the door, holding Yang Zhao with one hand and Yan San with the other. Looking at the bustling sky, he said softly: I only hope that every year will be like today, and every year will be like this.

Before dawn, Lu Yao left silently without saying goodbye to Ling Qingyu, who was already drowsy. When Ling Qingyu woke up the next afternoon, he asked Yan San: Why did I dream that Lu Yao was here yesterday?