Women's procrastination can't be said

"Miss."

Kneeling in front of Song Yuyan was a man dressed as a guard, his black robe was messy and dusty.

The buried head made it impossible to see his face clearly, and he could only feel the cold breath all over his body.

Wei Wei saluted, his voice was as cold as his temperament, and he whispered: "It's done."

"En." Song Yuyan nodded and waved her little hand, "Go down. Thank you for your hard work."

"Yes." The guard withdrew.

Song Yuyan was reading with a book and sat quietly for a while, feeling uncomfortable all over. The glare of the sun could not dim the light even through the window, and the sultry weather made her a little irritable.

"Crack!" Slamming the book on the table vigorously, Song Yuyan frowned, unable to hold back the urge to lose her temper, "Lian'er, I'm hot!"

"..."

Silence answered her.

Sighing, Song Yuyan stood up helplessly.

How could she have forgotten that Bai Lian was caught meeting his lover privately and was almost beaten to death by the old housekeeper, and now she has sent her away.He clumsily picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. Not much tea was poured into the cup, but most of it was spilled on the table.

It took a lot of effort to pour half a cup into it, and Song Yuyan gulped it down angrily.

"Huh~ After all, I'm still the little maid I've been with since I was born, so I gave it to a man for nothing..." She curled her lips, feeling a little regretful for a while.

Walking to the yard outside the room, she pulled out the long whip around her waist and said proudly, "Come on!"

With a violent lift of his right hand, the long whip danced along with it, and then swung to the left, the whip hit a small stone with perfect precision, and the stone was broken into two in an instant.

Her movements were not sloppy at all, while the dust was flying, she was waving Song Yuyan's flexible long whip.Changing the moves and throwing the whip, it is full of strength and full of heroic beauty.

"Crack." There was a sound of the rope breaking, and Song Yuyan hurriedly stopped, only to find that it was damaged in several places.

She started practicing whipping at the age of three, and without the support of internal strength, she has mastered several sets of whipping techniques. Although she is skilled, her strength is still not enough.

This whip was tailor-made for her by her father, the length is suitable for her height, and it can also amplify her strength.

Because her family is very rich, she has always been relentless in spending money to buy things. Many things are lost after being used several times or even once.But this whip is too suitable for her, and she has never been interested in buying a new one. After using it for nearly three years, the relationship is still quite deep.

She touched it with some distress, but felt her nose sour, and said, "It's been three years, you should also rest."

Holding a broken whip, Song Yuyan ran towards the main hall.She could hold back her tears, but she couldn't help but want to talk to her father.

On the roof, the guards who had just left left and returned.He stood motionless on the bricks and tiles, watching Song Yuyan's leaving back with cold eyes. After Song Yuyan's figure disappeared completely, he flew down, picked up a stump of whip that Song Yuyan left behind, pondered for a moment, and stuffed it into his clothes. , also disappeared.

Hall of Ayutthaya Lord's Mansion——

About a dozen people sat below and talked.

"Hey, you don't need to talk too much, brother." The man on the main seat raised his hand and stopped the slightly noisy hall, "Since I have understood the general situation, I won't just sit idly by. Feel free to let me know about this matter. Trust me, I will live up to expectations."

The person who spoke was gorgeously dressed, and the dark golden robe was low-key and luxurious, which made him look more stable in his thirties.This person's face is relatively mean, with thin lips and narrow eyes, but the sharp pupils are shrewd and shrewd, with a kind of reassuring self-confidence.There is an old scar on his chin, and the slender one seems to be cut by a sharp knife.

This person is Song Feng, the great city lord of the Song Kingdom.

The Song Dynasty has implemented a jurisdiction system similar to the prefecture and county system since the past dynasties, and the name is: the city lord system.Divide the entire country into 120 large and small pieces, and distribute them to 120 sages.And Song Feng manages the city where the Song Dynasty's imperial palace is located, that is, the imperial city, so it is called the Great City Lord.

"Father!" Song Yuyan hurriedly walked to the entrance of the hall.

"Miss." The old housekeeper called out when he saw her.

The old housekeeper is fifty-two this year, and he is 20 years older than Song Feng.He is Song Feng's only confidant, and he has been following him since before Song Feng became the city lord.

Song Yuyan didn't like him very much, so until now she didn't know the old butler's name.The old-fashioned face reminded Song Yuyan of the tragic appearance of Bai Lian and the other two, she ignored this old antique and ran straight to Song Feng.

The hall was big and wide enough for her to run for a long time, and when she came in, the whole room fell silent, and everyone present shut their mouths wisely.

The sharpness in Song Feng's eyes was replaced by gentleness in an instant, and he looked at Song Yuyan who was running dotingly, and when he came to him, he quickly stretched out his hand to hug her small body, and told her to be careful in a low voice.

"Daddy..." Song Yuyan hugged Song Feng's neck relyingly to stabilize her small body.

"Yan'er, dad is talking with the guests, so he just ran in without notifying, how rude? Why don't you look like a lady?" Although it was a reproach, no one heard the reproach tone of voice.

Song Yuyan blinked her eyes nonchalantly, pulled out a long whip that was full of scars from her waist, and handed it to Song Feng, with a choked tone, she said coquettishly, "Look, Dad."

"It turns out that the whip is rotten. Let Lian'er take you to buy another one." Song Feng couldn't laugh or cry.

"Lian'er has already left. And she doesn't know how to choose, no one can compare to Uncle Luo Cheng..." Song Yuyan looked at Song Feng with tears in his eyes.

Song Feng was taken aback for a moment, thinking that maybe Bai Lian made some mistake and was rescued by Song Yuyan when the butler dealt with it.Thinking of the second half of her sentence, Song Feng smiled faintly. This girl has always regarded Luo Cheng as an idol, and she has admired Luo Cheng since she was a child.

Song Feng raised his eyebrows, and suddenly realized: "No wonder you are so active today, who rarely finds your father once. It turned out to be this idea. I don't think it will be a day or two for Uncle Luo Cheng to take you out, right?"

Song Yuyan looked at him with a smile, eyes full of anticipation: "Yes?"

Song Feng patted her head, and said to the tall man standing beside him: "Luo Cheng, you can go with the lady. You know a lot about weapons, so you can help the lady choose a whip that is convenient for her, and the price doesn't need to be considered."

"Yes." Luo Cheng nodded respectfully.

"Long live Daddy!" Song Yuyan was so happy that she jumped off Song Feng's lap and ran out holding Luo Chengcheng.

She had asked Uncle Luo Cheng to help her choose a good-looking and easy-to-use whip!

"Go on." After Song Yuyan left, Song Feng lowered his face and returned to his previous appearance, "Xiu Ping, close the door."

The old housekeeper lowered his head slightly, walked to the door, and closed the door that Song Yuyan had pushed.

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The Imperial City is the most prosperous city in the Song Dynasty, no more than other places. Every store here is reviewed, inspected, and authorized by Song Feng himself. The quality is the best, and of course the price is not cheap.Most of the people living in the imperial city are relatives of the emperor, and there are many wealthy businessmen. Even ordinary civilians are not that poor.

Luo Cheng planned to take Song Yuyan directly to the best weapon shop in the city to pick out whips, but Song Yuyan dragged him around.

Along the way, the people walking on the street saw Song Yuyan, and immediately gave way in a hurry, for fear that she would pick up the whip if she didn't like it.

Since she could remember, whenever she went out to play in the street, no one dared to talk to her, because she was not only the daughter of a great city lord, but also learned a good whip.

Just because she has always been nosy and never listens to persuasion when she starts to act. When she meets a bad guy she thinks, she picks up the whip and whips it, often beating some innocent people half to death.Rumors and rumors were passed around, and everyone in the world knew that the city lord had a petite and headstrong daughter.

Song Yuyan had long been used to it, and was indifferent, gnawing on the freshly roasted chicken legs without any image.

The author has something to say:

(2) War

The theme of war also makes me more excited.Whether it is the collision of colorful spiritual power in the legend, the knocking of ancient weapons, or the duel of modern guns, I can watch and appreciate without taking my eyes off and even forgetting to breathe.

I like soldiers so much. They took up weapons and trained hard for many years. They fought bravely when they were defeated and ordered to be in danger. Injuries and hard work are just commonplace for them.

In front are the cold and cruel enemies, and behind are the helpless civilians, who the soldiers will desperately protect.

This picture, which uses soldiers as the golden ratio dividing line, and the people and the enemy are divided into two sides, makes me excited whenever I think of it.

How much I wish, how much I wish they could press on every step of the way, unstoppable, invincible, and defeat the enemy.Then he dragged his blood-stained battle robe, took a sip of warm and spicy wine, ate meat, slept soundly, and woke up alive and well, continuing to defend his family and country.

This is the first time I am writing a book, and the description is not detailed enough. If there is anything wrong, please correct me. This is my respect for soldiers.

Many thanks!

This is the most surging existence in my heart.

————Old Old Turtle 2018.7.25