Don't be a scumbag

Leng Bingbing continued to walk south all the way, devastated everywhere.The Yuan Dynasty divided people into five classes. The first class was Mongols, the second class was Semu people, the third class was Han Chinese in the north, and the last class was Nanren, that is, Han people in the south.They can't even have their own names, they can only use their birthdays as names.

No wonder Zhu Yuanzhang's name is Zhu Chongba. He was probably born on August [-]th, and he secretly slandered him coldly.Thinking of Zhu Yuanzhang, her eyes suddenly brightened. She could help Zhu Yuanzhang get rid of the Hulu and restore peace to the Central Plains.It's a pity that she doesn't know where Zhu Yuanzhang is now, so she can only let go of the idea of ​​looking for Zhu Yuanzhang.

Leng Bingbing has been wandering outside for half a year, and it has been three years since Yan Jingan was looking for her before. She has searched all over eighteen provinces, but still hasn't found a suitable successor.And Leng Bingbing didn't even know that he was in that story, he didn't even have a suspicious task target, and he had no clue at all.

One day, as soon as Leng Bingbing sat in the leafy grass and drank water, her heart trembled suddenly, as if a cat melon seed was scratching and scratching on it, and as if a red rope was pulling her.Following the induction in her heart, she walked out of the grove, and what came into view was another village.At the same time, the cry of the baby shook the cold eardrums.

"Baby?" Leng Bingbing murmured softly, "God bless, I hope she is an orphan." There is no entanglement with the world, so that they can grow up in the mountains and practice Taoism without distraction.

Hearing the girl's heart-piercing cries, her cold heart was also tugged. She quickened her speed and found the source of the sound in a short time.It was an adobe room with leaky walls. Because it was daytime, a man could be seen clearly through the cracks in the wall, holding up a crying baby. It was a monkey whose cries were loud, so it should be healthy.

The adobe house has only one big room, with a stove in one corner and a wooden bed in the other.The wooden bed was bare, only a bed of cotton batting with holes in it.Lying on it was a beautiful woman.There were glistening beads of sweat on the woman's forehead, and she was not wearing long trousers, and her thighs could still be seen to be covered in blood under the skirt.

It was obvious that the baby girl had just been born by the woman.But what I was wondering coldly was, how could the father lift the child so high?This posture is a little weird.

"Brother, the baby is still crying." The woman said weakly.

"I won't cry later." The man avoided the woman's sight, and was about to exert force with his raised arms.

"Can you...don't fall to her death?" After all, she was pregnant in October and gave birth with all her life. The woman couldn't bear it.Hearing what the woman said, he raised his eyebrows coldly and continued to listen.

"You are kind-hearted, have you forgotten the three days before you married me, you were insulted by the chief security officer?! This child is an evil breed and must not be kept. If you have that spare time, you should pray for the next life of this girl Cast a good baby, don't be born in such an era. Just because you are good-looking, you will be taken over by the head of the security guard..." The man spoke excitedly, the veins on his face bulged, and his whole face became pale. Flushed and swollen.

The woman stopped talking, as if thinking of her tragic experience, her body trembled a little.She lay heavily on the wooden bed, closed her eyes, and acquiesced to the man's behavior.The man's face was sullen, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and he exerted his strength again, intending to throw the baby girl to death.

Leng Bingbing was anxious, and quickly threw out the belt, and gently wrapped it around the baby girl who was hiccupping from crying.

"If you have the ability to throw this newborn baby girl to death, why don't you have the backbone to resist the tyrannical security chief?" After all, there is only one Mongolian family as the security chief in a village, and there are so many people in the village, why dare not resist?I'm afraid I was still frightened by the tragedy of the massacre in the city, and didn't resist angrily until I couldn't bear it anymore.

"What do you know! Give me the child." The man's lips trembled, but in the end he didn't make any excuses.

"At least I understand that the child is innocent. Since you don't want her, she is mine. This is all my property, and I give it to you." Jingzhai's life is self-sufficient. It is said to be a real cleansing.When helping to end the troubled times before, the gold, silver and jewels bestowed by the emperor were all piled up in the warehouse to accumulate dust. Leng Bingbing went out this time, and a lot came out.

She put a silver coin on the table and turned to leave.Who would have thought that the ingot of silver would be thrown over before he went out, it was as cold as if he had eyes behind his back, and he avoided it so as not to be ashamed.

"We have nothing to do with her, and we don't bother to exchange her for silver. Take your silver and get out, you lackey of the Mongolian Tartars!" Although the man said this, he was still a little relieved. They couldn't resist the iron cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty. Silent protest can be done in this way.However, for such a young child, there are many people who can't do it.Just being taken away like that is fine.

Leng Bingbing snorted, Wan □ picked up the silver on the ground, rubbed the dirt on his clothes, put it back in his arms, and left.It was just her casual glance that made the man fall to the ground in a cold sweat.He was wrong, that man was so arrogant, he would not give in to anyone.

For no reason, he picked up a little apprentice, and hugged the little baby coldly, as if he was holding a golden bump, he was in a good mood, with a feeling of elation.The little baby was lying in the cold embrace, surrounded by the warm aura of the other party, and stopped crying. Occasionally moved its small mouth, sleeping very sweetly.

Leng Bingbing tilted her head and thought for a while, but first she found a clean water source, untied the cotton cloth she used to pack her clothes, rinsed it in the water, steamed it dry with internal force, and wrapped her little baby girl tightly.He put the child aside first, and washed his face with clean water.

"Is this face really so misleading?" If he wanted to use Yan Jingan's original face, I'm afraid that man would say that she is a living Guanyin who saves people from suffering.Leng Bingbing took off the wet and wrinkled mask, and she said lazily: "Your Excellency, you like to eavesdrop and peep?"

"..." The visitor didn't know how to answer. Not only was he blocked by the cold words, but he also saw the face of the person washing his face by the water, and his heart was filled with huge waves.

"Just kidding, you just stepped harder on purpose, I can hear it." Leng Bingbing said, wiped off the water on his face, and put on a new mask. It was Hua Manlou's face, which was most similar to her own temperament. And it seems like a nice old man. "What else is there?"

"It's raining and Jianlang Fanyun, I don't know if the girl is... from Cihang Jingzhai?" Lang Fanyun is very young, and his martial arts are extremely high. For so many years, he has been pursuing the pinnacle of swordsmanship, so he has always been calm. , Never take the matter of men and women to heart.But today, with just a glimpse, Lang Fanyun's original world view has changed drastically, and he discovered that women are also very cute creatures.

"Oh?" Leng Bingbing cleaned herself up, and hugged the doll in her arms again. Although Cihang lived in seclusion, she still had a great reputation in the Jianghu. The problem is, what is she doing now? How does the down-and-out swordsman look like a fairy from Cihang Jingzhai?

"Feeling." Lang Fanyun smiled heartily, and the previous embarrassment had disappeared without a trace.It is also because of this smile that Leng Bingbing has a good impression of him, and feels that he is like a heroic Northeast guy, with no evil intentions.Lang Fanyun's figure was majestic, even if he stood up straight coldly, he was completely enveloped by his figure.

Moreover, according to cold observation, although Lang Fanyun has martial arts, he has an ordinary appearance and a rough and heroic appearance. According to the aesthetics of this era, it can even be said to be a bit ugly.Because of this, Leng Bingbing felt that Lang Fanyun was not aggressive, and he was the kind of person who could be a good buddy.

"I'm Cihang Jingzhai Yan Jingan, I'm here to find a young apprentice to inherit the mantle." Leng Bingbing replied.

"It's really small." Lang Fanyun nodded seriously. Even the skin on the baby's body was yellow and red. It looked like he was born not long ago. He asked casually, "Do you need help?"

"Okay." Leng Bingbing stood on tiptoe and directly placed the little girl on Lang Fanyun's thick arm.The little girl didn't respond to the change of place, she just clicked her mouth and twisted her body.Lang Fanyun, who was criss-crossing the world, was defeated by a little baby girl whose bones were soft. His whole body was stiff, like a piece of wood, and he didn't dare to move.

Leng Bingbing slowly packed all the luggage that had just been shaken off, and carried it on his back.Sure enough, bullying honest people is the most interesting thing.She hugged the little girl back into her hands, with a smile in her eyes: "In the future, my little apprentice will go out to travel the rivers and lakes. If Brother Lang encounters him, he must take care of her. You are the uncle who hugged her before."

Lang Fanyun heaved a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "That's natural."

The two met unexpectedly and then separated, but just on this side, there was a feeling that they had been friends for a long time.He stretched out his hand coldly, "If the two of us meet again next time, I'll treat you to a big meal."

Although Lang Fanyun was smart, he didn't understand what he was doing.