Comprehensive Qiong Yao's Crimson Love

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This day, I went to Jizhou and happened to catch up with the local temple fair. Everyone had already had a tacit understanding - don't let go of lively places!So the whole group came to the temple.Temple fairs are always the busiest. Some people are selling things, some are setting up street stalls, some are selling plasters, some are performing arts, and there are all kinds of food stalls and snacks.The common people of Jizhou were probably mobilized throughout the city, the temple was full of incense, and crowds came from outside the temple.

Suddenly there was a sound of gongs and drums, and a stilt-walking team appeared in the crowd. There were lions, dragons, Guanyin Bodhisattva, golden boy and jade girl, two generals Hengha, clam fairy, Tang monk learning scriptures, and the "Eight Immortals" behind them. ...Almost all folklore characters are included, and the most exciting thing is that they all come swaying on stilts.

Little Swallow was so excited when she saw it, she shouted: "This is beautiful! It's so beautiful!" and squeezed forward.

"Be careful! Be careful! Don't get separated!" Fu Lun hurriedly warned when he saw the crowd.

Little Yanzi was willing to listen, and she had already squeezed into the crowd desperately to watch the stilt team. She slid around and disappeared in the crowd in a blink of an eye.Yong Qi worried and chased after Little Swallow, Erkang and Er Tai were busy chasing Yong Qi, and the four of them crowded one after the other and couldn't see.

Qianlong took Qiyao and Yongxuan, holding each other tightly, it felt like a folk Ama took his son to a temple fair.Fu Heng, E Min and others were crowded one by one, but they all kept their eyes on Qianlong.

At this moment, an old couple who were selling tea and eggs stopped in front of Qianlong with a simple and honest load. They looked helplessly at the crowd, and the old man said to his wife, "There are too many people there. Probably won’t be able to squeeze in! Just make do with it here!”

The old woman nodded her head loyally: "Yes, selling tea eggs is no better than selling cakes. It's a fire and a stove. It's bad if you burn people. You can do as much business as you can!"

Qianlong smelled the aroma of tea eggs, and felt a little hungry at this moment, coupled with sympathy for the old couple, he asked aloud: "Is the business good?"

"It's enough to make a living!" said the old man.

"Would the old man want a tea egg?" The old woman asked hastily, "We all use good black tea to cook. You can smell it and see if it smells good? If it's not fragrant or tasty, you won't be charged!"

Qianlong looked at the two sons beside him: "Eleventh, twelve, are you hungry? Would you like some?"

"Thank you, Ama!" This was Little Eleven who was alive and kicking again after he recovered from his illness.

"Give me ten." Qianlong took out his wallet to pay, and went to get the tea eggs.

All of a sudden, the old man jumped up to attack Qianlong, and a stove of charcoal fire suddenly flew towards Qianlong's face, and all the hot tea eggs became weapons and flew towards Qianlong.The old man yelled: "The emperor, take your life!"

With a clatter, the old woman suddenly drew a sharp dagger from her waist and threw it at Qianlong, shouting, "I will avenge the dead believers of the Mahayana sect! Look at the knife!"

It turned into a haste, at this time everyone has been squeezed into the raging crowd, the far water cannot save the near fire, Fu Heng, E Min, Fu Lun and others who have been staring at Qianlong's side were shocked.

"There are assassins! There are assassins! It is important to protect the master..." Fu Lun shouted loudly.

The guards rushed to Qianlong's side one after another, but at this time Qiyao's stilt team suddenly attacked, one by one jumped off the stilts to use the props in their hands as weapons, and fought fiercely with Fu Long'an and others, holding them back for a while up.

The guards didn't come over, and Qianlong was not in a hurry, he waved his folding fan calmly, parrying those charcoal fires and hot tea eggs; although Yongxing and Qiyao were still young, they were very skilled in martial arts since they were young.The three of them leaned against each other's backs as horns, and for a while they protected each other tightly, leaving the assassin helpless.

At this moment, a few more assassins came, and they were dressed as peddlers who bought sugar figurines on the side of the road.Probably because he saw that Qi Yao was the youngest, and they all attacked Qi Yao's side one by one.

Qi Yao frowned, turned his head to look at Qianlong and Yongxuan, who were fighting against their rivals, and had no choice but to fight hard alone.After all, this body is still young, and physical strength is a very serious problem. The long-term high-intensity fighting made Qi Yao faintly lose strength.

Fortunately, the assassins were almost wiped out at this time, Qi Yao thousands of, stabbed the dagger [remember it, the dagger used to kill fish...] into the heart of the last assassin in front of him, loosened his He took a breath, looked back at Qianlong, but suddenly raised his heart - it turned out that because he stepped forward and stabbed the dagger at the assassin, the three of them had a big gap in their back-to-back formation. The thin assassin rolled on the ground, rolled to Qianlong's side, jumped up to attack, the dagger in his hand reflected dazzling light in the sun.

Qi Yao's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could react, his body uncontrollably rushed towards Qianlong, blocking the knife for him. With a "poof", the sharp blade pierced into Qi Yao's body, the position was impartial, just on the left chest, the place called the heart.

"Twelve!" Yong Xing, who had dealt with all his opponents, caught a glimpse of Qi Yao who was covered in blood on Qianlong's back, and exclaimed.

Qianlong felt the humidity and heat behind him, and when he heard Yongxing's cry, he turned his head a little stiffly, and hugged Qi Yao who was sliding down slowly.Looking at the child who seemed to be asleep in his arms, the bright red liquid gushing out of his body was particularly glaring on the light ai-blue clothes.

"Twelve..." Qianlong stared blankly at the child in his arms, feeling as if his heart was being squeezed hard, almost making him breathless.

"Report to the emperor, Master Ding has arrived with his troops, and all the rebels have been arrested! They are all the remnants of the Mahayana religion. They have been eyeing us since the day of 'throwing the hydrangea ball', and now they are being interrogated!" " Fu Heng reported.

"The humble Ding Cheng kowtowed to the emperor first, but he didn't know that the emperor was coming, and the escort came late. He deserves death!"

All the officers and soldiers knelt down and shouted in unison: "Long live the emperor!"

Qianlong frowned, his face was very ugly: "Don't be noisy! Don't talk about anything now! It's important to cure Twelve first! Xu Ni, come and see Twelve!"

"Hurry up and find a clean place, the servant is going to pull out the dagger!" Zhao Jia Xu Mi hurried over to check Qi Yao's injuries.

Master Ding kowtowed and said: "The emperor does not dislike it, so go to the servant's house!"

"Lead the way." With a sullen face, Qianlong hugged Qi Yao carefully, and Yong Xing beside him followed closely, his eyes were already red.

Ding House.

Qianlong put Qi Yao on the bed, his movements were unbelievably soft.Zhao Jia? Xu Mi was a little anxious, and from time to time wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.He didn't dare to draw the knife immediately, for fear that Elder Brother Twelve would go as soon as the knife was pulled out, so he first asked the girls to prepare hot water, bandages, and golden medicine to stop bleeding... He was busy running in and out of the bedroom .

"Xu Mi, tell me the truth, is it dangerous to draw the sword?" Qianlong stood firmly by the bed, his tone as soft as a whisper.

"Back to the emperor, Elder Brother Twelve's injury is right in his chest, so he can't do without drawing his sword!" Zhao Jiaxuan wiped his sweat, "But Elder Twelve is still young after all, I'm afraid... ...if Twelve Elder Brother's blood can't stop spurting out when the knife is pulled out, it will be dangerous. The slave will ask the servant girl to hold the wound around the wound, but..." Actually Zhao Jia? Xu Mi didn't tell the truth, Brother Twelve's injury is not only in his chest, but also in his heart. If he wants to survive... well, that's a blessing from God...

Qianlong felt a little dizzy in his head, and his palms were already greasy and sweaty: "You draw the knife, I will watch you pull it out!"

"Yes!" Zhao Jia? Xu Ne bent down deeply, sweating continuously.