Chapter 782

In early summer and late February, when Bian Ding came, he stepped into the dense forest with deep and beautiful scenery again. The original new grass was only two or three inches long, mixed with mottled green in withered and yellow. Now it is just march, and it is green, and the grass is not long enough.

When the wind blows, a layer of light green and a layer of dark green change gradually.

When they come, they have to be careful to avoid snakes, insects, rats, ants, poisonous weeds and poisonous branches.

When I was walking, I found that Yiying poison avoided them by itself, and even the rattan branch that loved rolling people could not avoid them.

Often at this time, at the beginning of summer, I always rub the wanton moon order worn on my waist and think about it.

Yuefengwan knew that she had the ability to cross the poison barrier forest, but she gave her the false moon order in order to reduce her trouble.

The dense forest in late spring in March, with verdant mountains and flowers everywhere, is far more dreamy than before, just like a sea of flowers in fairyland.

At the beginning of summer, however, the leisure and elegance when I came was no longer. In addition to the occasional semi lotus picking, I even lost interest in a bag full of spirit grass.

When they came, they could only pick fruit with insect eyes along the way to satisfy their hunger. When they left in early summer, their bags were full of food for Fengcheng street market. They had everything. They were stunned when they saw it.

However, at the beginning of summer, when she was having a full stomach, she often looked at the food she preferred and was confused. Therefore, it can be seen that she was so sad that she didn't dare to ask.

They walked shoulder to shoulder, but they had never communicated in recent days since they first met at the gate.

After seven days of travel, I finally got out of the western regions on March 9 and reached the city of installation.

Before entering the country, early summer took out two sets of clothes from their bags and changed them with Bian Ding. Bian Ding thought that their ragged clothes when they first entered Fengcheng worried the memory of early summer, so he prepared two sets of clothes.

Strangely, after changing the clothes, he found that the two suits were actually the cutting style of the state of Xiao. That night, he followed Fengcheng in the early summer night, and he had never seen any ready-made clothing store sell the clothes of the state of Xiao.

At the beginning of summer, I took off the red dress and changed into a blue dress, which restored the elegant young man who was pure and refined in the past.

But the original beautiful face, after a trip to the western regions, seemed to have a little more introverted precipitation on the face, and never showed its face again.

After entering the place of Ancheng, Bian Ding hid his body silently. Yang Peng, a subordinate sent by Gu Weiyi, waited at the border for many days in early summer. When he saw him, he hurried forward with his carriage and presented a pile of thick letters with his hands.

At the beginning of summer, I wanted to ride a horse. When I saw the letter held by Yang Peng from the carriage, I gave up this plan and got on the carriage instead.

Cars and horses went all the way. In the afternoon, the sun faintly penetrated through the gap between the windows as the carriage moved.

Occasionally, a ray of light shines on his face in early summer. Even the golden light can't dispel the haze on his face.

The letter of Zhao Xingwen's death came from Beijing, which made the early summer with a heavy heart look more gloomy.

In addition to the good news of Xiao mubai's rebellion against the civil strife of the state of Liang and the victory of the Mexican King's army, the only thing worth mentioning as a good thing is Bingwen's letter suspecting that Su Qian'an is brother Xianli.

Because it had been learned from Su qianle that Su Qianan was not her brother at the beginning of the summer, the guess put forward in Bing Wen's heart was determined by three points more than anyone else.

Bingwen is still just skeptical. After all, Su Qian'an and Su qianle's brother and sister are obvious facts, but at the beginning of summer, they sighed with emotion. They only lamented that fate made people feel sorry for Xianli, a poor woman.

If Su Qian'an is really her brother, Xianli also has a relative who is still alive.

But Su qianle didn't say the particularity of the bronze medal until he died, and he didn't know what the so-called number was engraved.

At the beginning of the summer, I leaned on the couch in the car, curled up and looked through all the letters. After reading all the letters, a blank suddenly appeared in my mind.

He stared motionless at the bouncing car curtain. Although it was a thick brocade curtain, the warm spring sun came in faintly. With the bouncing of the curtain, the light fluctuated slightly and fell on him.

At the beginning of summer, he stretched out his hand and bowed a ray of light, which reflected that his five fingers were transparent and red, which also reminded him of the moon wind's silent and drooping face. His eyelashes reflected a hazy shadow under the slightly shaking sunlight, half covering his moving expression.

"Little Marquis, here we are." A soft call from the sun interrupted the trance in early summer.

After he pushed open the door, he saw the respectful posture of Yang Peng with his head down and arms raised. He was shaken by the sun again, and remembered the joking words of the moon wind with a slightly tilted head: "I'm weak, don't you help me quickly?"

He tried to suppress his breath, as if he was afraid that some things would burst in his heart.

Yuefeng died and Zhao Xingwen died, but the most damned Xiao Yanjun and concubine Li are still alive and making waves in the closed dock.

Yuefeng's death was his duty bound, but Zhao Xingwen's death, someone should always let him settle a bad debt. His hatred quickly gathered his trance mood. At the beginning of summer, he didn't take Yang Yu's arm, gently helped the body and jumped out of the carriage.

"Where is Gu Weiyi?"

"If you're not in the master account, you'll train in the martial arts field." Yang Xuan replied respectfully. Seeing that he was very kind to himself, he had to take the initiative to say: "the barracks are fortified with iron walls. It's better for his subordinates to lead the little marquis to find it."

At the beginning of summer, he nodded slightly and walked away with the sun.

The spring sun is hanging high and the sun is already very strong.

Gu Jiajun was as well guarded as Yang Peng said. He came to the western regions before going to the western regions in early summer and late February.

Soon after Gu Weiyi won the city of Ancheng, he was not as strict in military discipline as he is now, but now the roads in the military camp are holding their heads high and holding their breath.

There are countless guards in the whole barracks, but the needles can be heard.

It was not until approaching the martial arts field that the sound of uniform military training came from the distance.

Gu Weiyi stood on the observation platform, glanced inadvertently, saw the figure of Yangyu, hurriedly stepped down from the observation platform and greeted him at the beginning of summer.

"But I'm looking forward to your boy back." Gu Weiyi raised his hand to him from a distance and was ready to give him a warm hug when he approached.

At the beginning of summer, he frowned and put his hand on his chest. Without greeting, he said solemnly: "the situation of the dock closure is not good. Take me to write in your account and bring my wings."

Gu Weiyi ordered Yang Gu to lead the horse and lead him to the master account. As he walked, he asked, "are you leaving now?"

At the beginning of the summer, he handed him the bag on his shoulder, and now there is only half a lotus full: "half a plant is crushed every day. When green tillers attack, they eat raw. Gu Xingyun's condition may be improved."