Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

In the early morning, a thin mist rises in the mountains, and drops of morning dew hang on the green branches and buds on the mountains. When the sun peeks out from behind the clouds, it reflects colorful rays of light.

In front of Blackwater Pass, ten thousand cavalrymen, one man and two horses, stood silently, their red cloaks fluttering in the wind, and their spears reflecting the cold light.

Be careful! Ling Qingyu brushed the morning dew on Yang Zhao's cloak with his hand, took a step back and said, I'll wait for you to come back!

A smile appeared from the corner of his mouth. Yang Zhao pulled her over, lowered his head and kissed her lips gently, and whispered: Okay, I will definitely come back!

Putting on the helmet, getting on the horse, Yang Zhao raised the spear in his hand. The flag-bearer at the front of the team raised the Yang-character flag high, ringing loudly in the wind, and the front team set off slowly.

Ling Qingyu ran up the gate. Amidst the sound of horse hooves, the ten thousand cavalry slowly and quietly exited the gate. The early morning sun shone on the leading man, with the red armor flying in the cloak and the slender and straight body. Awe-inspiring meaning.

The corners of Ling Qingyu's eyes were a little wet. She was familiar with all the details of his body, his body, his hands, and his straight and slender legs in the armor she wore for him before dawn. She had seen his various expressions, doting, gentle, apologetic, and sad, but today, she was moved from the bottom of her heart, making tears fall from the corners of her eyes. It turned out that this was the real Yang Zhao.

The men and horses had already left, and the door of Heishui Pass was closed heavily. Alan poked at Ling Qingyu who was still looking at the front and said: Girl, let's go and worship God?

Huh? Ling Qingyu retracted his gaze and looked at Alan with confusion.

I heard Qin Yuanxiang say that every time Li Yan went to the battlefield, she would go to a temple to worship, and Li Yan was fine every time. Alan whispered.

Ling Qingyu was stunned, God, yes, there must be a god, right? He glanced at the already empty mountain road again, nodded unconsciously and said, Okay, where is it?

What's the name of the Sanhuang Temple? It seems not far away. It's in Fanzhi County, probably more than a hundred miles away. If we go there on horseback, we can come back in the evening. Alan said, looking at the sky.

He didn't know how anxious he would be if he had to wait at home like this, but he was going to the battlefield. No matter how worried he was, he couldn't go with him. He might as well find something to do. Ling Qingyu nodded and said, Okay, let's go and take a look. .”

Master! He Li stepped forward and blocked Ling Qingyu. After thinking about it, if there was a fight, Heishui Pass would also be a battlefield. It would not be safe for her to stay here in the camp. Seeing Ling Qingyu looking over in confusion, he smiled and said : Don't worry, the general will be fine. If you want to go to Fanzhi County, you'd better bring more people with you.

Ling Qingyu smiled and shook his head and said: The two of us together with Ying Jiu will not catch anyone's attention. If we take them with us, people will know it at a glance, but they will easily cause trouble. It's okay. We will go and have some incense and come back. In a few days, Yan Qi will It’s about time they arrived.”

The last bloody wedding made everyone in Dai County know about Yang Zhao's wife, but Ling Qingyu had never gone out to socialize, so people in Dai County didn't actually recognize her appearance. When the guards leave, they label themselves.

Wang Zuo, Kang family, you take ten people to change clothes and follow the leader. He Li turned around and ordered, then turned back to Ling Qingyu and said: It's better to be careful. At this time, they can't get away, Yan Qi They're not here.

Ting'an, have all the scouts been let out? He Li asked as he watched Ling Qingyu get on his horse under Ying Jiu's service downstairs, and led the guards who had changed clothes away from the trail.

We've all gone out. The people led by the high school captain should be able to cross the mountain today. Those people must not have thought that we were also divided into two groups. Yin Ting'an replied, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: Brother Li, are we really going to do this? Can we just wait like this?

Let's wait for Shuozhou to send troops. After Shuozhou sends troops, we will have a good reputation when we go out. He Li withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of Shuozhou, saying: Tell brothers to be prepared and ready to go to war at any time!

yes!

After being taught step by step by Yang Zhao for so long, he was finally able to easily ride a horse and trot on the path full of blood on his own. Ling Qingyu's thoughts were a little far away.

Zhou seems to have spent a lot of money on this war. The number of people in the Zhao Jiajun system has reached 400,000, and the logistics personnel are probably only 100,000 or 200,000, right? How much money will this cost? I'm afraid tens of millions of guan are needed. Even the stepmother of Heishuiguan not only made up for last year's military pay but also gave him an additional 1 million guan. Is it just that Zhou Dynasty can afford it with its current national strength? What if we lose? In my memory, the Song Dynasty never won.

Bah bah bah! Ling Qingyu spat, he will definitely win. I heard that Zhao Yinfeng of the Zhao family is also a strong general. There are many strong generals under the Zhao family. You must fight hard! Just let my Ah Zhao just make soy sauce!

Although they were riding horses, it was already noon when Ling Qingyu and Alan ran to the Sanhuang Temple at the speed of Ling Qingyu and Alan. The temple was very large and the incense was very prosperous. It was a temple fair, and the people coming and going in front of the temple was very lively.

Ying Jiu tied up the horse and bought incense, candles and other items. Fang accompanied Ling Qingyu and Alan into the temple, while Wang Zuo and other personal guards were waiting outside the temple.

Kneeling on the futon, Ling Qingyu prayed to the gods with unprecedented piety to bless Yang Zhao for a safe return from this trip. After praying, burning incense and giving alms, and kowtowing in all the halls of the temple, Fang and Alan walked out.

There are many stalls outside the temple. In addition to the incense and candle stalls, there are also stalls selling handicrafts and food. Smelling the fragrance, Ling Qingyu and Alan looked at each other, and their stomachs rumbled.

In order to see him off in the morning, he just ate some porridge with Yang Zhao. It was already afternoon now, so it was no wonder he was hungry. Ling Qingyu and Alan walked to a stall nearby and waved to Wang Zuo and the others to come and eat too.

Get out of the way! Get out of the way! A motorcade came from the official road. A dozen fast horses in front shouted loudly while waving their whips to drive away the crowds in front of the temple. Many people couldn't avoid it and fell to the ground again. Being whipped violently.

Wang Zuo and others immediately put down their bowls and grasped the handles of their knives. Although this place is at the junction of Hedong Road and Hebei Road, it still falls within the sphere of influence of Heishui Pass. How can anyone be so rampant here?

Wait! Ling Qingyu shouted in a low voice, and then stared closely at the approaching motorcade. After spending so many days in Bianjing, he still knew some things, such as the royal emblem on the carriage.

Let's go. Wang Zuo, you go get the horses first and don't disturb them. Ling Qingyu said in a low voice as he put the bowl down.

Yes. Wang Zuo responded, quietly left the noodle stall with his bodyguards, and went around to lead the horse. There were many people coming from the other side, and the posture was not ordinary, although they were not within the sphere of influence of Heishui Pass. He would be afraid of anyone, but after all, with Ling Qingyu and Alan around, safety comes first.

After a dozen fierce guards cleared the road in front of the temple, the motorcade stopped in front of the temple. A servant knelt down in front of the carriage and let the person coming out of the carriage step on his back and get out of the carriage.

The person who came down was dressed in a red python robe. He was in his early twenties and had a good face, but his eyes were dark and his face was a little blue.

Looking at the beautiful woman who came out of the carriage later, Alan whispered in Ling Qingyu's ear: This person was drunk too much and his body was hollowed out.

Will you die early? Ling Qingyu also asked in a low voice.

It's impossible to live long anyway. Alan snorted.

Seeing that Wang Zuo had already led the horse on the opposite side, Ling Qingyu said: To hell with him, let's go, be careful.

Ying Jiu put the copper coins on the table and stood up first, keeping his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Seeing that the pedestrian was about to enter the temple gate, Ling Qingyu also stood up. As soon as they entered, he went over to meet Wang Zuo and then went back immediately. This person is probably the second prince who supervises the army, the son of Wang Guifei, and he is also someone who has some faults. It was just that during this kind of battle, he brought a beauty to play. Ling Qingyu felt angry and glared at his back fiercely.

As if sensing her gaze, the second prince, who was about to step into the temple, stopped and turned around to look over.

Ying Jiu pulled Ling Qingyu fiercely, and the people sitting at the table next to them flew out, and the sword light pointed directly at the second prince and the others with a cold light.

In the early morning, a thin mist rises in the mountains, and drops of morning dew hang on the green branches and buds on the mountains. When the sun peeks out from behind the clouds, it reflects colorful rays of light.

In front of Blackwater Pass, ten thousand cavalrymen, one man and two horses, stood silently, their red cloaks fluttering in the wind, and their spears reflecting the cold light.

Be careful! Ling Qingyu brushed the morning dew on Yang Zhao's cloak with his hand, took a step back and said, I'll wait for you to come back!

A smile appeared from the corner of his mouth. Yang Zhao pulled her over, lowered his head and kissed her lips gently, and whispered: Okay, I will definitely come back!

Putting on the helmet, getting on the horse, Yang Zhao raised the spear in his hand. The flag-bearer at the front of the team raised the Yang-character flag high, ringing loudly in the wind, and the front team set off slowly.

Ling Qingyu ran up the gate. Amidst the sound of horse hooves, the ten thousand cavalry slowly and quietly exited the gate. The early morning sun shone on the leading man, with the red armor flying in the cloak and the slender and straight body. Awe-inspiring meaning.

The corners of Ling Qingyu's eyes were a little wet. She was familiar with all the details of his body, his body, his hands, and his straight and slender legs in the armor she wore for him before dawn. She had seen his various expressions, doting, gentle, apologetic, and sad, but today, she was moved from the bottom of her heart, making tears fall from the corners of her eyes. It turned out that this was the real Yang Zhao.

The men and horses had already left, and the door of Heishui Pass was closed heavily. Alan poked at Ling Qingyu who was still looking at the front and said: Girl, let's go and worship God?

Huh? Ling Qingyu retracted his gaze and looked at Alan with confusion.

I heard Qin Yuanxiang say that every time Li Yan went to the battlefield, she would go to a temple to worship, and Li Yan was fine every time. Alan whispered.

Ling Qingyu was stunned, God, yes, there must be a god, right? He glanced at the already empty mountain road again, nodded unconsciously and said, Okay, where is it?

What's the name of the Sanhuang Temple? It seems not far away. It's in Fanzhi County, probably more than a hundred miles away. If we go there on horseback, we can come back in the evening. Alan said, looking at the sky.

He didn't know how anxious he would be if he had to wait at home like this, but he was going to the battlefield. No matter how worried he was, he couldn't go with him. He might as well find something to do. Ling Qingyu nodded and said, Okay, let's go and take a look. .”

Master! He Li stepped forward and blocked Ling Qingyu. After thinking about it, if there was a fight, Heishui Pass would also be a battlefield. It would not be safe for her to stay here in the camp. Seeing Ling Qingyu looking over in confusion, he smiled and said : Don't worry, the general will be fine. If you want to go to Fanzhi County, you'd better bring more people with you.

Ling Qingyu smiled and shook his head and said: The two of us together with Ying Jiu will not catch anyone's attention. If we take them with us, people will know it at a glance, but they will easily cause trouble. It's okay. We will go and have some incense and come back. In a few days, Yan Qi will It’s about time they arrived.”

The last bloody wedding made everyone in Dai County know about Yang Zhao's wife, but Ling Qingyu had never gone out to socialize, so people in Dai County didn't actually recognize her appearance. When the guards leave, they label themselves.

Wang Zuo, Kang family, you take ten people to change clothes and follow the leader. He Li turned around and ordered, then turned back to Ling Qingyu and said: It's better to be careful. At this time, they can't get away, Yan Qi They're not here.

Ting'an, have all the scouts been let out? He Li asked as he watched Ling Qingyu get on the horse under Ying Jiu's service, and led the guards who had changed clothes away from the trail.

Everyone has gone out. The people led by the high school captain should be able to cross the mountain today. Those people must not have thought that we are also divided into two groups. Yin Ting'an replied, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: Brother Li, are we really going to do this? Can we just wait like this?

Let's wait for Shuozhou to send troops. After Shuozhou sends troops, we will be famous when we go out. He Li withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of Shuozhou, saying: Tell brothers to be prepared and ready to fight at any time!

yes!

After being taught step by step by Yang Zhao for so long, he was finally able to easily ride a horse and trot on the path full of blood on his own. Ling Qingyu's thoughts were a little far away.

Zhou seems to have spent a lot of money on this war. The number of people in the Zhao Jiajun system has reached 400,000, and the logistics personnel are probably only 100,000 or 200,000, right? How much money will this cost? I'm afraid tens of millions of guan are needed. Even the stepmother of Heishuiguan not only made up for last year's military pay but also gave him an additional 1 million guan. Is it just that Zhou Dynasty can afford it with its current national strength? What if we lose? In my memory, the Song Dynasty never won.

Bah bah bah! Ling Qingyu spat, he will definitely win. I heard that Zhao Yinfeng of the Zhao family is also a strong general. There are many strong generals under the Zhao family. You must fight hard! Just let my Ah Zhao just make soy sauce!

Although they were riding horses, it was already noon when Ling Qingyu and Alan ran to the Sanhuang Temple at the speed of Ling Qingyu and Alan. The temple was very large and the incense was very prosperous. It was a temple fair, and the people coming and going in front of the temple was very lively.

Ying Jiu tied up the horse and bought incense, candles and other items. Fang accompanied Ling Qingyu and Alan into the temple, while Wang Zuo and other personal guards were waiting outside the temple.

Kneeling on the futon, Ling Qingyu prayed to the gods with unprecedented piety to bless Yang Zhao for a safe return from this trip. After praying, burning incense and giving alms, and kowtowing in all the halls of the temple, Fang and Alan walked out.

There are many stalls outside the temple. In addition to the incense and candle stalls, there are also stalls selling handicrafts and food. Smelling the fragrance, Ling Qingyu and Alan looked at each other, and their stomachs rumbled.

In order to see him off in the morning, he just ate some porridge with Yang Zhao. It was already afternoon now, so it was no wonder he was hungry. Ling Qingyu and Alan walked to a stall nearby and waved to Wang Zuo and the others to come and eat too.

Get out of the way! Get out of the way! A motorcade came from the official road. A dozen fast horses in front shouted loudly while waving their whips to drive away the crowds in front of the temple. Many people couldn't avoid it and fell to the ground again. Being whipped violently.

Wang Zuo and others immediately put down their bowls and grasped the handles of their knives. Although this place is at the junction of Hedong Road and Hebei Road, it still falls within the sphere of influence of Heishui Pass. How can anyone be so rampant here?

Wait! Ling Qingyu shouted in a low voice, and then stared closely at the approaching motorcade. After spending so many days in Bianjing, he still knew some things, such as the royal emblem on the carriage.

Let's go. Wang Zuo, you go get the horses first and don't disturb them. Ling Qingyu said in a low voice as he put the bowl down.

Yes. Wang Zuo responded, quietly left the noodle stall with his bodyguard, and went around to lead the horse. There were a lot of people coming from the other side, and the posture was not ordinary, although they were not within the sphere of influence of Heishui Pass. He would be afraid of anyone, but after all, with Ling Qingyu and Alan around, safety comes first.

After a dozen fierce guards cleared the road in front of the temple, the motorcade stopped in front of the temple. A servant knelt down in front of the carriage and let the person coming out of the carriage step on his back and get out of the carriage.

The person who came down was dressed in a red python robe. He was in his early twenties and had a good face, but his eyes were dark and his face was a little blue.

Looking at the beautiful woman who came out of the carriage later, Alan whispered in Ling Qingyu's ear: This person was drunk too much and his body was hollowed out.

Will you die early? Ling Qingyu also asked in a low voice.

It's impossible to live long anyway. Alan snorted.

Seeing that Wang Zuo had already led the horse on the opposite side, Ling Qingyu said: To hell with him, let's go, be careful.

Ying Jiu put the copper coins on the table and stood up first, keeping his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Seeing that the pedestrian was about to enter the temple gate, Ling Qingyu also stood up. As soon as they entered, he went over to meet Wang Zuo and then went back immediately. This person is probably the second prince who supervises the army, the son of Wang Guifei, and he is also someone who has some faults. It was just that during this kind of battle, he brought a beauty to play. Ling Qingyu felt angry and glared at his back fiercely.

As if sensing her gaze, the second prince, who was about to step into the temple, stopped and turned around to look over.

Ying Jiu pulled Ling Qingyu fiercely, and the people sitting at the table next to them flew out, and the sword light pointed directly at the second prince and the others with a cold light.