Ling Ziqing glanced at the outside with interest, and saw a woman dressed as a peasant woman. She was yellow and thin, with a fish in her hand. She was walking forward in a hurry. She was followed by two rough men, all the way close to her to tease.

Although she was full of displeasure, when a man put a few knives into her waist, her tight face immediately relaxed and turned to throw a charming smile at the man, clearly intended to seduce.

Qingfeng was shocked: "childe, she is..."

Ling Ziqing's eyes flashed a trace of cold, put down the curtain, only feel that the scene stained his eyes. Thin lips close up, the heart is full of disdain. But it's just that I'm down and down, and I can still get along with my life.

But she actually betrayed herself for a little money. Such a person is not worthy to be Xijiao's elder sister.

Qingfeng still lifted the curtain and looked with relish, and said to Ling Ziqing: "she actually followed that man to an alley. Before she got to the alley, she hugged each other. Childe, she won't start the activities of GouLan courtyard, right? But it's no wonder that Zhou Lu was no longer available. "

With that, he suddenly felt a chill around him. He couldn't help but look up. Even Ling Zi looked at himself coldly. Qingfeng quickly put down the curtain and coughed: "what, young master, do you want to tell Miss Song?"

"No need."

Ling Ziqing refused without hesitation. Then he took out song Xijiao's painting and unfolded it slowly. He showed the painting that she had hidden with all her heart in front of him. Then, he snorted and even laughed.

saw as like as two peas of bamboo, and a simple and interesting sun. Under the sun, the old man with white hair and white beard stood in the middle, and each one of them led a two crescent moon top, which was exactly the same as today's Song Xijiao. One was dressed in white, with a little snowflake on his head. It was clearly him.

Behind the three, there is a gate. On the gate are three characters: Jinzhou City.

The inscription on the upper right corner is: a certain year, a month, a day, a certain time, the master took Xijiao and his elder martial brother for an outing.

Ling Ziqing raised his fist against his lips, but he couldn't help laughing.

When Qingfeng saw him like this, she immediately scratched her ears and scratched her cheek. She wanted to come over to see what made the iceberg like childe laugh so happily. However, Ling Zi was very precious. Not only was the painting unfolded cautiously, but also the movements holding him now seemed to be afraid of damaging a corner.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask: "childe, what are you laughing at?"

Ling Ziqing shook his head and said, "nothing." Then slowly roll up the picture. Every time I meet her, she always brings her surprise. How can he not love such a woman?

As the sun moved westward, song QingHan arranged her clothes and came out of the alley. A rough man followed up, holding her fish in his hand, looked at her slender neck, licked his lips, took her arm and said, "Zhou Lu, that boy is no longer a man. What are you doing with him? Why don't you just follow me

Song QingHan looked back at him with a cold smile: "follow Zhou Lu, I am his wife, follow you, can you give me a lady to do?"

The man immediately said, "the Zhou family has already declined. It's up and down all day. It depends on the help of several wives' families. Sooner or later, it will not be able to live on. Although I can't make you a real wife, I only have a concubine in my family. You follow me. I'll find a woman to serve you, and I will never let you suffer. "

Song QingHan just laughed: "I would rather be a poor wife than a concubine!"

"Not a concubine? You've even made a watch. What archway have you set up? " The man disdains to look at her, "I am willing to accept you to be a concubine, that is to see that you still have a bit of beauty on the part. Song QingHan, are you 22 this year? In a few years, you will be old, not to mention a concubine, but to be a woman and work for others, and no one wants you! "

"You..." Song QingHan didn't expect that this man was still holding her in her arms. She turned over so quickly and didn't recognize anyone. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'd rather be a whore than a concubine. Can you manage that?"

With that, she snatched the fish in his hand and walked away.

The man stood there and watched her wriggling her slim back and sneered. He just dared to go out and do the business of GouLan yard for lack of clothes and food. He also cared about what concubines were not concubines, but "ambitious" and wanted to catch a big fish!

But she didn't think about it. Now in Jinzhou City, who doesn't know that song QingHan is a kind of goods that can be used as long as she gives some money. Not to mention the wife, there are few concubines willing to take it! However, his sister, who met in the street a few days ago, is growing more and more water-saving. The whole person is like a flower bud picked from the dew. It makes people itch at a glance and wants to take a bite.

If I could taste her any time, I'd love to die!

Just thinking about it, as soon as he turned around, he almost ran into a tall man. He immediately yelled: "no long eyes!" Looking up, I just met the man.

I saw his eyes deep condensation, looking at his eyes, like looking at a mole ant. Obviously, he was just wearing a black cloth clothes, but his whole body exuded a kind of inborn superior temperament, which made people dare not look at him."You You What are you looking at? " The man bravado called out again, but unconsciously shrunk his neck and stepped back.

Zhong Chun didn't pay attention to him, but when he turned around and ran away, a small stone flew up in the air and hit the man's knee socket.

"Ouch

The man screamed and fell to the ground.

Zhong Chun withdrew his eyes and went straight ahead. It was not until he entered the butcher's house in an alley that he stopped, pushed the door in, put the bamboo basket in his hand on the table, poured it out, and asked in a low voice, "how about it?"

"Yes, he didn't contact anyone all the way back to the barracks."

Zhong Chun nodded and pointed to the hare on the table and said, "today's hare is fatter than the past. It should be more money."

The butcher then called out: "can only give you one more knife, no more!" Then he lowered his voice and said in a low voice as he sharpened his knife and said in a low voice, "I have checked the three hundred elite soldiers he brought. I know their life experiences very well, and there are no Su Fu people."

Zhong Chun could not help frowning: "is Youji his only informant? So how did they take over in the first place? When he left Jinzhou, he was only 14 years old. There must be someone else to guide him. Check again! "

"Yes."

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