Chapter 306

On the 16th night, Su Mu and Xie Sanlang didn't mention Yan San anymore, but just like shadows and Ling Qingyu, they tied their hair with white hair bands.

Ling Qingyu's legs, the thin face that they almost couldn't recognize, and the momentary pale anger and hidden sadness made them consciously suppress their sadness and anger.

After Yan Qi finished the whole process for them, he only said that if he really wanted to take revenge and succeed them as the bodyguard of the family, then they must exercise themselves more arduously, not only in martial arts, but also in mind. In this way, they can one day be like Yan San.

Ding Dong came to the general's mansion in the afternoon. Qian went back and was beaten by him. Originally, he wanted to just dismiss her. Later, after knowing that she had met all the big shopkeepers and Blackwater officials and generals of the Ling family, Ding Dong decided to take her directly to sea and dispose of her overseas. Ding Budong was a little impatient at first, but later heard Ding Dong say that she can now be so vain and talk nonsense everywhere. If she goes home and tells people about the Ling family, then not only Ling Qingyu, but also the whole Ling family will be in danger. Ding Budong didn't say much after he thought about it.

Hearing Ding Dong's handling method, Ling Qingyu was speechless for a moment, but she also knew that Ding Dong's handling, although cruel, was the most correct.

The Fengshen returned this time, bringing back the remaining silver and gold, as well as a full ship of spices and treasures stored in Lingjia village.

In view of the current redevelopment of silver houses and spice shops, Ling Qingyu asked Ding Dong to deliver all the goods to Cai Jingfang and Zheng Xi, while silver and gold were transported to heishuiguan.

Lingqingyu's legs look like this. Ding Dong and Fang nianyuan both know that their trip to Europe will be pushed back. Fang nianyuan takes the road to escort the silver and gold. Fengshen first goes to Hangzhou to unload and load goods from Hangzhou.

The people left by Shen Zhan in Dazhou summoned another batch of labor. Ling Qingyu asked the Fengshen to bring the new seagoing ship to take people there this time. At the same time, he also opened his mouth and asked them to recruit more people to Lingjia village. Now, not only Lingjia village but also Australia wants more people.

I also wrote a letter to Zhu Weili and Zhou Tan, asking them to speed up the manufacturing of warships in Lingjia village. Originally, Zhou Tan and Huang Jing focused on the foundry. From now on, we should mobilize manpower to start shipbuilding. Nanyang has a lot of good timber, and now there are enough minerals, so we can focus on shipbuilding.

With the consent of Yang Zhao, Fang nianyuan took away the other 2000 people in his original camp. Guan Xiao asked to go with him to see what the iron cannon in Lingjia village did. After getting the consent of lingqingyu and Yang Zhao, he rushed back to take people to Quanzhou to meet.

So busy for two days, Yang Zhao asked Yin Tingan to pretend to be himself and quietly went to Wutai Mountain with Ling Qingyu.

Yang Zhao and Yan Qi had many discussions about the entourage, and finally Alan made a final decision.

"You are sneaking out. You want people to know so many people? You are all injured like this. Even if something happens with you, it will be useful?" Alan looked at the two of them and said, "since it's sneaky, it's necessary to be sneaky. I think you'd better bring a driver. I'll bring you enough medicine. Do you know how to change her medicine?"

Alan, the pro guard who looked to be a soldier, didn't choose one. Finally, he chose Ying shisan as the driver. Ying shisan's legs have recovered almost, and he can lose his crutches and walk normally. Moreover, he is the most alert person. Compared with Su mu, he can't drill his eyes any more. As soon as Xie Sanlang met, Alan and Ling Qingyu shouted bear boy together, and the sixteen little farts, he was the most secure.

Yan Qi also knew in his heart that the reason why Alan did this was to let Yang Zhao and Ling Qingyu spend more time alone, so that their two heart knots that had not been easily untied completely disappeared, so he stopped saying more, but just wanted Ye Xi to follow far behind.

Wutai Mountain is not far from Dai County, but the mountain road is steep, and the carriage doesn't walk fast.

June is the peak of Buddhism in Mount Wutai. Although it is the end of the month, there are still many pilgrims.

This time, Ling Qingyu didn't take the luxurious cart, but took the temporarily changed ordinary carriage, which was very inconspicuous among pilgrims.

As soon as he entered the mountain area, it suddenly cooled down. Yang Zhao wrapped Ling Qingyu in a cloak and poured her a cup of hot tea. Then he sat on the bed, hugged her in his arms and looked at the scenery outside the window with her.

Ling Qingyu looked up at the traces still on his neck and asked, "what on earth did you tell them?" These two days, those men looked at her with very wrong eyes. Even when she looked back, her eyes began to wander.

Yang Zhao chuckled, rubbed his chin on her head, and said with a smile, "I just said, this is the fun of our boudoir."

Ling Qingyu's face suddenly turned white, remembering that when Alan looked at her, he just gave her the whites of his eyes, and sighed, "it's over, my name!"

Yang Zhao hugged her tightly and bowed down to kiss her lips. He said in his heart, it's best to give up and don't rob me.

Ling Qingyu just kissed him and let go. The window was still wide open. There were pilgrims passing by from time to time outside. He drew the curtain a little, leaned against his arms, and held his slender hand with a lot of calluses.

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The breeze blew the curtains noisily, and the noisy voices of the Pilgrims who came in an endless stream on the road also came in carefully. Combined with the long bell that floated leisurely from a distant place, it made the carriage look quiet.

"I'm afraid there are too many people in front of me. I heard that there is a temple on the hillside here. How about going here?" The carriage stopped, and shadow thirteen opened the small window in front of him and asked.

Ling Qingyu opened some curtains and nodded when he saw that there were many pedestrians rushing inside in addition to many carriages outside, "OK."

From the path at the foot of the mountain, there were a lot less people. There were tall trees on both sides. The mountain road also began to rise, and various wild flowers bloomed in it.

After walking for more than an hour, the only road in the mountains was the sound of their carriage's hooves. The sky was already dark, and although the forest was still sprinkled with bits of broken light, it also brought some coolness.

Shadow thirteen's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. After a while, it would be dark. This carriage is not as well-equipped as its own carriage. I'm afraid it's not good to camp outside.

Hesitating whether to go back, I saw a red wall coming out of the dense forest on the hillside in front of me.

Lingpu temple is not big. In this deep mountain, and far away from the gathering place of the great temple in Taihuai, there are less than ten monks. So when Yang Zhao took out four hundred Liang silver ingots, all the monks in the temple immediately smiled and gave them a small courtyard behind the temple.

This small courtyard is a little far from the temple. It is very remote and quiet. There are not many rooms, that is, three rooms. There is a small kitchen outside. Fortunately, there is a stream flowing nearby, and there is an abandoned vegetable garden with many loofahs hanging.

Shadow thirteen stopped the carriage in the temple, moved everything in, and then began to clean.

There is a tall tree near the red wall on the other side of the temple, and the courtyard here is surrounded by a fence against the red wall. The ground is only slightly leveled. Ying shisan took the chair out of the room and wiped it clean first. Yang Zhao put his cloak on it and let Ling Qingyu sit on it, and then helped Ying shisan work.

It was almost dusk, and the wind on the mountain was cool, and it was very comfortable to blow on the body. The sound of monks reciting scriptures in evening classes sounded from the temple, alongside the sound of wooden fish, making Ling Qingyu's heart suddenly calm down.

There was no way for a carriage to go from lingpu temple to the platform on the top of the mountain. Yang Zhao carried or held Ling Qingyu to the mountain to explore the secluded, or rode with Ling Qingyu to the platform to see the wind whirling clouds, the wild flowers blooming on the meadow on the platform, the light clouds spreading along the platform, and then shrouded them in a mist.

Yang Zhao's back is broad and warm, and the ubiquitous tenderness slowly warms Ling Qingyu's heart like the clouds that diffuse on the stage.

He helped her take a bath, clean her body, wash her feet, dress, comb her hair, carry her anywhere she wanted to go, in the mountains, streams, dense forests, avoid the flow of people, play in the wild flowers on the ground, and go to the top of the East platform at midnight to watch the sunrise.

When a red sun spurted out from the depths of the sea of clouds, Ling Qingyu, lying on Yang Zhao's back, only felt that his chest was filled again, as if there was vitality shining from there again.

"Qingyu... I'll take Yan San's share... Love you..." Yang Zhao murmured slightly, looking sideways at the woman lying on her shoulder who was shining in the morning sun.

The sky began to light up, and more people came to worship the platform. Seeing that most of them were kind, they smiled and were a little funny.

Ling Qingyu blushed and asked Yang Zhao to go down the mountain.

After all these days, her legs have been able to stand for a moment, and she can take one step or two with Yang Zhao's support. However, Yang Zhao won't let her stand or walk more. After all, her leg bones were shattered at the beginning, so it's better to keep them more.

So although Ling Qingyu blushed and wanted to get down by herself, she was directly ignored by Yang Zhao and walked down the steps step by step, as if she didn't see the smiling faces of those people next to her.

"Zhao ah," simply gave up the shy and cheeky Ling Qingyu lying on his back, leaned his head on his shoulder, took his hair in his hand, looked at the wild flowers on the roadside, and said, "if we are all seventy and eighty, will you carry me like this?"

"Well, as long as Zhao has breath all his life," Yang Zhao kissed her cheek sideways and said with a smile, "not only this life, Zhao wants to carry you all his life, okay?"

His eyes were clear, but the bottom of his eyes was beating with flame like feelings. Ling Qingyu's softness in the bottom of her heart was poked like this, making her eyes bent, hugged his neck, and nodded, "OK."

Ling Qingyu's voice was very low. Hearing Yang Zhao's ear, it was like lightning, and the corners of his mouth were tilted up. Seeing the red wall in front of him, no matter what Bodhisattva he was worshipping, he walked in.