Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

After getting on the carriage, Alan whispered: Girl, did I get you into trouble?

Ling Qingyu smiled at her rare serious expression, patted her hand comfortingly, and then said to Yang Zhao: Zhao, didn't we already expect it? There is no need to be angry. Don't pay attention to what those people said. We Just live your life.”

Although I had already expected that I would hear a lot of rumors when I came to Bianjing, after all, as he was the wife of the Ling family, those high-ranking people in the back yard of Bianjing who were full and had nothing to do would definitely be more enthusiastic to say unpleasant things, but No matter how well-prepared he was, Yang Zhao still felt heartbroken after hearing it with his own ears just now, and the anger burning in his chest gave him the urge to kill.

Ling Qingyu shook her head. I'm afraid these words today are not the most unpleasant, but generally the chatter and joking words of women in the backyard will not reach the ears of men. She has been fully mentally prepared. It will be a big deal when the time comes. Just pretend that you can't hear me. What's wrong with your skills in bed? What’s wrong with having too many men? Jealous? Jealousy, you should also learn it! It's just such an unlucky thing that they heard it today. Fortunately, Yan San is not here...

Okay, we don't go to any banquets these days. We just have fun by ourselves. In this way, let's go back and change clothes and go to Donghua Tower to eat? He held Yang Zhao's slightly trembling hand and said, Ling Qingyu asked with a smile.

Yang Zhao took a deep breath and tried hard to relax the muscles on his face, but he still couldn't give her a smile back. He could only lower his head, lowered his eyes to cover his eyes that were already stained with blood, and spoke with a trembling voice. He responded: Okay.

Han Zong had already booked a room in Donghua Building. After returning, Ling Qingyu and Alan freshened up. Alan honestly changed into cotton clothes that looked ordinary but were very warm and comfortable, and took a carriage with Ling Qingyu. Go to Donghua Tower.

Seeing that both Yan Qi and He Li looked very unhappy, Han Zong asked in a low voice what happened, and then said in a low voice: It's better to listen to the boss about this kind of thing. Just pretend you didn't hear it. Master Qi, don't think about it tonight. Go to the murderer's house. To be honest, this kind of talk is spread throughout the aristocratic circle in Bianjing. Can you finish the killing? Now I still see Yang Zhao's position being restrained there. To say it is ugly, the two It was really unpleasant to hear just a few years ago. Yan San could hardly bear it at first. Han Shu sighed in his heart. The leader was so open-minded and would not take it to heart. On the contrary, it made people like them feel uncomfortable after hearing this. It is better not to stay in Bianjing for a long time. Good.

Donghua Building was still as lively and prosperous as two years ago. Alan was dumbfounded and was dragged upstairs by Ling Qingyu.

It was very lively outside. Seeing Alan's eagerness to try, Ling Qingyu asked Xie Sanlang to accompany her to look around and play, then took off his cloak and sat down.

Yan Qi, Jiu, Sum, don't stand around, sit down and eat. Ling Qingyu waved to the three people who were about to stand outside the door, and Ling Qingyu patted the chair next to him and said with a smile.

Han Zong had ordered the dishes early in the morning. As soon as people arrived, all kinds of fruits and small butterflies came in like water, and a singer came in and asked if he wanted to order some songs.

Han Ye pushed away the singers, made a cup of tea for Ling Qingyu, and said: The silver mine has begun to come out, and half of the silver that came out has been given to Wudang Gong. He has not interfered in other matters. Now it has begun to cast. Ten cents.”

Ling Qingyu took a sip of tea, picked up a snack, and asked, Have you connected to the Xiao family's trade route?

There was a strange smile on Han Xie's face, he shook his head and said, We are connected, that young master of the Xiao family is really a powerful character.

It was rare to see such an expression on Han Zong's face. Ling Qingyu became interested and asked, Why, what did that little guy do?

The Xiao family's property in Jiangnan has been taken away by the Murong family. Most of the remaining property is actually in the hands of some big shopkeepers. Although Xiao Se is the orthodox descendant of the Xiao family, those big shopkeepers must swallow it up. It's still difficult to spit it out. When Han Zong said this, he said with a funny smile: After Xiao Se went back, he visited the big shopkeepers one by one. I don't know what he said, but You know, those big shopkeepers all have a daughter, and they are about the same age as Xiao Se, and then Xiao Se convinced those big shopkeepers.

Ling Qingyu's eyes widened, and the pastry that he had not yet swallowed got stuck in his throat. He coughed violently and was slapped on the back by Yan Qi before spitting out the pastry. Then he asked with a red face. : A beauty trap? Is this still possible?

Why are you so excited? Yan Qi took the tea bowl to her and said with a frown.

No, Yan Qi, think about it, that little kid is worth 2,580,000 yuan, and he actually tries to pull off a handsome man trick? Haha, Ling Qingyu drank some water and laughed a few times, and asked Han Zong: How many big guys are there? Shopkeeper?

There are only about ten of them. I heard that many of them have already joined the Xiao family, saying that they will first serve as maids for the young master. Han Ye said with a smile.

Just being a maid? I thought she married directly into the backyard. Ling Qingyu shook his head and smiled unconsciously: More than a dozen, how old is that little kid? Twelve years old, right? He's not an adult yet, and he doesn't know anything about human affairs. Understand? No, you have to write him a letter. Don’t get kidney failure at a young age. Poof! More than a dozen!

The men in the room looked at her speechlessly. Are you worried? You are just taking pleasure in your misfortune!

When the hot dishes were served, Alan also came back with a face full of amazement. He pushed Han Zong away and sat next to Ling Qingyu. He told Ling Qingyu that there was a sideshow down there and those **** were as beautiful as gods. He also said Ask people to come in and sing.

The two were talking happily when they heard a knock on the door. After knocking three times, the door was opened without waiting for the person inside to react. Cheng Jia stood at the door with a smile on his face and asked: Master, can you please invite one more person?

Yan Qi and Ying Jiu pushed their swords back, and Yang Zhao and He Li slowly sat back down. Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then said: We are almost finished eating.

It's okay, I don't mind it. Cheng Jia walked in the door unceremoniously, then found an empty seat to sit down, and said to the waiter: Give me a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

The clerk wiped his sweat and wanted to ask Mr. Cheng whether your spare bowls and chopsticks have been used in the room over there. Are you sure you want to use the ones from Donghua Building? Seeing Cheng Jia's expression, he still said nothing. , withdrew.

Congratulations to the master on your marriage to General Yang. Cheng Jia smiled faintly at Yang Zhao. He poured a cup of tea himself, raised it up and said, I would like to substitute tea for wine. Congratulations to both of you.

Thank you very much! Ling Qingyu hurriedly picked up the tea bowl and stood up with Yang Zhao, accepting his gift.

Putting down the tea bowl, Cheng Jia looked Ling Qingyu up and down with a smile. When he saw that Yang Zhao's face was getting darker and darker and was about to fall out, he smiled and said: Master, there is an unwritten rule in Dazhou. My son is going to be settled in Bianjing as a hostage, do you two have any countermeasures?

Yang Zhao's face suddenly darkened, and everyone else's expressions were not good-looking either. Ling Qingyu smiled and said, I really don't know about this. In fact, what she had been thinking about was that since ancient times, the imperial court wanted to control border generals. , usually with her family as hostage, but she didn't want to think about this issue until it came to this juncture.

General Yang doesn't know, either? Cheng Jia was a little surprised and looked at Yang Zhao and asked. Seeing Yang Zhao slowly shaking his head, he suddenly said: Yes, this is a rule for military generals above the third rank. Yang Zhao had just been promoted to the third rank. , the marriage has not been decided yet, no one told him that this matter is really possible, but he himself did not understand this matter at all. Could it be that Cheng Jia's face sank slightly and asked in a low voice: General Yang, what do you want? Are you leaving?

Seeing the expressions of Yang Zhao and others suddenly change, Cheng Jia nodded and said to Ling Qingyu, who had been looking at him with a smile: If you want to use the general's wife and children as hostages, at least the court must give you a residence. As far as I know , In the past six months, the political affairs hall has no money left to rectify these small things. After the third grade of junior high school, General Yang will have nothing to do. Bianjing rice is expensive, so he can return early.

Thank you! Yang Zhao bowed sincerely.

Cheng Jia smiled and said: General Yang is too outgoing. Master, what activities are you doing these days? Jia has nothing to do recently, can you invite me to join him?

It seems that the ladies here in Bianjing look down upon me very much? Ling Qingyu supported her chin with one hand and smiled, while holding Yang Zhao's cold palm under the table with one hand.

Does the master care about those ignorant women? Cheng Jia smiled brightly and said: There are so many fun places in Bianjing these days, how can the master be willing to go to those red tape occasions?

Haha, as expected, Mr. Cheng knows what I mean. Ling Qingyu laughed twice and said, We have our own place of comfort, and those women in the backyard only have this little entertainment. If we don't allow this, what else can we do? Are you going to let people live? Alan, this young master is from Bianjing, he knows all the fun things, you are right to find him!

So, Na Jia will say goodbye first. The day after tomorrow is the opening day of Xiangguo Temple. How about Jia Si passed by? Cheng Jia stood up and glanced at Alan, who had been looking between him and Ling Qingyu since he came in. He smiled at Ling Qingyu.

Okay! Alan replied on behalf of Ling Qingyu.

Cheng Jia chuckled lightly, saluted, and then retreated. After closing the door, he stood quietly for a while, letting his heart that had been beating fiercely since seeing Xie Sanlang in the corridor slow down slightly, and then put on his mask. He walked towards the box where he had been before with a smile like a smile.

Yang Zhao had made up his mind to abandon his official position, which was fine, but this place was not suitable for her. If she stayed in Bianjing, she would be suffocated to death sooner or later. However, once I go, I don’t know if we can see each other again in the future.

After getting on the carriage, Alan whispered: Girl, did I get you into trouble?

Ling Qingyu smiled at her rare serious expression, patted her hand comfortingly, and then said to Yang Zhao: Zhao, didn't we already expect it? There is no need to be angry. Don't pay attention to what those people said. We Just live your life.”

Although I had already expected that I would hear a lot of rumors when I came to Bianjing, after all, as he was the wife of the Ling family, those high-ranking people in the back yard of Bianjing who were full and had nothing to do would definitely be more enthusiastic to say unpleasant things, but No matter how well-prepared he was, Yang Zhao still felt heartbroken after hearing it with his own ears just now, and the anger burning in his chest gave him the urge to kill.

Ling Qingyu shook her head. I'm afraid these words today are not the most unpleasant, but generally the chatter and joking words of women in the backyard will not reach the ears of men. She has been fully mentally prepared. It will be a big deal when the time comes. Just pretend that you can't hear me. What's wrong with your skills in bed? What’s wrong with having too many men? Jealous? Jealousy, you should also learn it! It's just such an unlucky thing that they heard it today. Fortunately, Yan San is not here...

Okay, we don't go to any banquets these days. We just have fun by ourselves. In this way, let's go back and change clothes and go to Donghua Tower to eat? He held Yang Zhao's slightly trembling hand and said, Ling Qingyu asked with a smile.

Yang Zhao took a deep breath and tried hard to relax the muscles on his face, but he still couldn't give her a smile back. He could only lower his head, lowered his eyes to cover his eyes that were already stained with blood, and spoke with a trembling voice. He responded: Okay.

Han Zong had already booked a room in Donghua Building. After returning, Ling Qingyu and Alan freshened up. Alan honestly changed into cotton clothes that looked ordinary but were very warm and comfortable, and took a carriage with Ling Qingyu. Go to Donghua Tower.

Seeing that both Yan Qi and He Li looked very unhappy, Han Zong asked in a low voice what happened, and then said in a low voice: It's better to listen to the boss about this kind of thing. Just pretend you didn't hear it. Master Qi, don't think about it tonight. Go to the murderer's house. To be honest, this kind of talk is spread throughout the aristocratic circle in Bianjing. Can you finish the killing? Now I still see Yang Zhao's position being restrained there. To say it is ugly, the two It was really unpleasant to hear just a few years ago. Yan San could hardly bear it at first. Han Shu sighed in his heart. The leader was so open-minded and would not take it to heart. On the contrary, it made people like them feel uncomfortable after hearing this. It is better not to stay in Bianjing for a long time. Good.

Donghua Building was still as lively and prosperous as two years ago. Alan was dumbfounded and was dragged upstairs by Ling Qingyu.

It was very lively outside. Seeing Alan's eagerness to try, Ling Qingyu asked Xie Sanlang to accompany her to look around and play, then took off his cloak and sat down.

Yan Qi, Jiu, Sum, don't stand around, sit down and eat. Ling Qingyu waved to the three people who were about to stand outside the door, and Ling Qingyu patted the chair next to him and said with a smile.

Han Zong had ordered the dishes early in the morning. As soon as people arrived, all kinds of fruits and small butterflies came in like water, and a singer came in and asked if he wanted to order some songs.

Han Ye pushed away the singers, made a cup of tea for Ling Qingyu, and said: The silver mine has begun to come out, and half of the silver that came out has been given to Wudang Gong. He has not interfered in other matters. Now it has begun to cast. Ten cents.”

Ling Qingyu took a sip of tea, picked up a snack, and asked, Have you connected to the Xiao family's trade route?

There was a strange smile on Han Xie's face, he shook his head and said, We are connected, that young master of the Xiao family is really a powerful character.

It was rare to see such an expression on Han Zong's face. Ling Qingyu became interested and asked, Why, what did that little guy do?

The Xiao family's property in Jiangnan has been taken away by the Murong family. Most of the remaining property is actually in the hands of some big shopkeepers. Although Xiao Se is the orthodox descendant of the Xiao family, those big shopkeepers must swallow it up. It's still difficult to spit it out. When Han Zong said this, he said with a funny smile: After Xiao Se went back, he visited the big shopkeepers one by one. I don't know what he said, but You know, those big shopkeepers all have a daughter, and they are about the same age as Xiao Se, and then Xiao Se convinced those big shopkeepers.

Ling Qingyu's eyes widened, and the pastry that he had not yet swallowed got stuck in his throat. He coughed violently and was slapped on the back by Yan Qi before spitting out the pastry. Then he asked with a red face. : A beauty trap? Is this still possible?

Why are you so excited? Yan Qi took the tea bowl to her and said with a frown.

No, Yan Qi, think about it, that little kid is worth 2,580,000 yuan, and he actually tries to pull off a handsome man trick? Haha, Ling Qingyu drank some water and laughed a few times, and asked Han Zong: How many big guys are there? Shopkeeper?

There are only about ten of them. I heard that many of them have already joined the Xiao family, saying that they will first serve as maids for the young master. Han Ye said with a smile.

Just being a maid? I thought she married directly into the backyard. Ling Qingyu shook his head and smiled unconsciously: More than a dozen, how old is that little kid? Twelve years old, right? He's not an adult yet, and he doesn't know anything about human affairs. Understand? No, you have to write him a letter. Don’t get kidney failure at a young age. Poof! More than a dozen!

The men in the room looked at her speechlessly. Are you worried? You are just taking pleasure in your misfortune!

When the hot dishes were served, Alan also came back with a face full of amazement. He pushed Han Zong away and sat next to Ling Qingyu. He told Ling Qingyu that there was a sideshow down there and those **** were as beautiful as gods. He also said Ask people to come in and sing.

The two were talking happily when they heard a knock on the door. After knocking three times, the door was opened without waiting for the person inside to react. Cheng Jia stood at the door with a smile on his face and asked: Master, can you please invite one more person?

Yan Qi and Ying Jiu pushed their swords back, and Yang Zhao and He Li slowly sat back down. Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then said: We are almost finished eating.

It's okay, I don't mind it. Cheng Jia walked in the door unceremoniously, then found an empty seat to sit down, and said to the waiter: Give me a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

The clerk wiped his sweat and wanted to ask Mr. Cheng whether your spare bowls and chopsticks have been used in the room over there. Are you sure you want to use the ones from Donghua Building? Seeing Cheng Jia's expression, he still said nothing. , withdrew.

Congratulations to the master on your marriage to General Yang. Cheng Jia smiled faintly at Yang Zhao. He poured a cup of tea himself, raised it up and said, I would like to substitute tea for wine. Congratulations to both of you.

Thank you very much! Ling Qingyu hurriedly picked up the tea bowl and stood up with Yang Zhao, accepting his gift.

Putting down the tea bowl, Cheng Jia looked Ling Qingyu up and down with a smile. When he saw that Yang Zhao's face was getting darker and darker and was about to fall out, he smiled and said: Master, there is an unwritten rule in Dazhou. My son is going to be settled in Bianjing as a hostage, do you two have any countermeasures?

Yang Zhao's face suddenly darkened, and everyone else's expressions were not good-looking either. Ling Qingyu smiled and said, I really don't know about this. In fact, what she had been thinking about was that since ancient times, the imperial court wanted to control border generals. , usually with her family as hostage, but she didn't want to think about this issue until it came to this juncture.

General Yang doesn't know, either? Cheng Jia was a little surprised and looked at Yang Zhao and asked. Seeing Yang Zhao slowly shaking his head, he suddenly said: Yes, this is a rule for military generals above the third rank. Yang Zhao had just been promoted to the third rank. , the marriage has not been decided yet, no one told him that this matter is really possible, but he himself did not understand this matter at all. Could it be that Cheng Jia's face sank slightly and asked in a low voice: General Yang, what do you want? Are you leaving?

Seeing the expressions of Yang Zhao and others suddenly change, Cheng Jia nodded and said to Ling Qingyu, who had been looking at him with a smile: If you want to use the general's wife and children as hostages, at least the court must give you a residence. As far as I know , In the past six months, the political affairs hall has no money left to rectify these small things. After the third grade of junior high school, General Yang will have nothing to do. Bianjing rice is expensive, so he can return early.

Thank you! Yang Zhao bowed sincerely.

Cheng Jia smiled and said: General Yang is too outgoing. Master, what activities are you doing these days? Jia has nothing to do recently, can you invite me to join him?

It seems that the ladies here in Bianjing look down upon me very much? Ling Qingyu supported her chin with one hand and smiled, while holding Yang Zhao's cold palm under the table with one hand.

Does the master care about those ignorant women? Cheng Jia smiled brightly and said: There are so many fun places in Bianjing these days, how can the master be willing to go to those red tape occasions?

Haha, as expected, Mr. Cheng knows what I mean. Ling Qingyu laughed twice and said, We have our own place of comfort, and those women in the backyard only have this little entertainment. If we don't allow this, what else can we do? Are you going to let people live? Alan, this young master is from Bianjing, he knows all the fun things, you are right to find him!

So, Na Jia will say goodbye first. The day after tomorrow is the opening day of Xiangguo Temple. How about Jia Si passed by? Cheng Jia stood up and glanced at Alan, who had been looking between him and Ling Qingyu since he came in. He smiled at Ling Qingyu.

Okay! Alan replied on behalf of Ling Qingyu.

Cheng Jia chuckled lightly, saluted, and then retreated. After closing the door, he stood quietly for a while, letting his heart that had been beating fiercely since seeing Xie Sanlang in the corridor slow down slightly, and then put on his mask. He walked towards the box where he had been before with a smile like a smile.

Yang Zhao had made up his mind to abandon his official position, which was fine, but this place was not suitable for her. If she stayed in Bianjing, she would be suffocated to death sooner or later. However, once I go, I don’t know if we can see each other again in the future.