Chapter 62： | 【62】

Last year, Lin Feilu failed to overrun the wall under his nose, and he relied on asking him to teach himself some quick kung fu skills.

In fact, she was just a joke at that time.

She knows that in ancient times, martial arts were all disciplined and styled. For example, before she officially started martial arts training with Concubine Xi, she also handed three cups of tea to the teacher. Song Jinglan was unfathomable at a young age. He walked freely in the palace and no one noticed it. It can be seen that the uncle who followed suit was not a nameless person.

How can she easily pass her unique skills to an outsider.

But it was just such a joke that he kept in his mind and hand-painted the "Martial Arts Cheats" suitable for her. The pages of the book under the moonlight show his seriousness and concentration in every stroke.

It's the kind of feeling that people care about.

After reading the book roughly, she didn't know what to say for a while, and finally only asked seriously: "His Royal Highness, if I kiss you now, you should be okay?"

Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a helpless and funny smile in his eyes, as if he didn't know what to do with Nazarai's children.

Lin Feilu pursed his lips, and then happily turned over the martial arts secret book in his hand, "When I learn it, I can go to the sword war!"

Song Jinglan chuckled softly: "Zhangjian Jianghu?"

Lin Feilu nodded happily, and enthusiastically invited him: "His Royal Highness, would you like to be with me? We can take a stage name, called Black and White Shuangxia! Riding horses together, happily enmity, drinking and eating meat, Isn't it beautiful."

The tone was all yearning for that unknown world.

Song Jinglan's tone was not consciously brisk: "Okay."

Lin Feilu finished looking forward to it, and turned around to laugh at him: "Why do I have to say everything I say? Your Highness is so good to me?"

He looked at her, eyebrows with the moon shadow of Spring Night: "Well, because the princess is very good to me."

I am embarrassed to blame Lin Feilu.

She couldn't help but think of the romance novels she had read when she was in school. Every heroine had a gentle or naughty bamboo horse. She was alone at that time, and she had imagined that if she had a bamboo horse, it would be fine.

In that case, her entire childhood, at least as a female, would not be so lonely.

Is it because God heard her wish that he made up a bamboo horse for her?

Although it was a little late to realize this wish, she was still very happy.

Lin Feilu happily stretched out his hand: "Then let's say okay, givemefive!"

Song Jinglan: "Huh?"

Lin Feilu: "High-five!"

He shook his head and laughed, then raised his palm and gently touched her. Lin Feilu was dissatisfied, holding his wrist, and patted his short hand again.

There was a clear bang, and she was happy: "High-five and swear, say it."

He retracted his hand, looked down at the light red mark on his palm, and smiled.

On the way back to Cuizhuju, Song Jinglan met the night guard. He was hidden in the canopy of trees in black, and he couldn't even breathe. The vigilant guards walked under the tree without even noticing anyone above them.

When the guards left, he left in no hurry.

The moonlight of the spring night has coated the entire palace with silver, which is deserted and graceful. Looking at it, Fei Pavilion Liu Dan has many terraces, majestic and gorgeous.

Dalin was once regarded as an uncivilized barbarian, who could do nothing but fight fiercely. Now generation after generation, it has become the orthodox capital of the world, and everyone is eager to flock to it.

Song Jinglan looked at the palace standing quietly in the night, curled his lips and smiled silently.

The black shadow flicked through the air, even the birds were not alarmed.

When he returned to Cuizhuju, Tiandong was sitting in the dark room and taking a nap. He heard a sound outside the door, he quickly got up and palmed the lamp, "His Royal Highness is back?"

When the light turned on, I realized that there was already a person standing in the house.

Tiandong almost fainted and lost his voice: "Mr. Ji, when did you come in?"

Ji Liang stood there holding the sword, like a ghost in the night, and said blankly: "When you said the third dream."

Tiandong covered her mouth: "I never sleep in sleep!"

Song Jinglan pushed the door in and saw Ji Liang laugh: "Uncle Ji is back."

Ji Liang took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him. Without saying a word, he flew out of the window without a sound.

Tian Dong patted his heart and said: "Mr. Ji's skills are getting more and more unfathomable, and there is no sound when he flies!" He leaned over again, looked at the letter in Song Jinglan's hand and said in a low voice: "Master Rong wrote back. ?"

Song Jinglan took the letter and patted him on the head, and Tian Dong pouted his mouth and went out to boil the hot water for washing.

As the room calmed down, Song Jinglan walked to the side of the case and sat down, slowly opening the envelope.

Familiar handwriting, frivolous sentences, the beginning is to greet him as usual.

After watching for a while, Ji Liang, who had come out of sight, flew in from the window again, standing behind him and whispering: "Rong Yan said that the person you want to win over is a bit difficult. He will find a way to get someone out of prison and rescue him. No, if you fail, you can only get rid of it and let you choose another person in advance as a backup."

Song Jinglan nodded, and then said softly, "Uncle Ji has gone both ways this year."

Ji Liang: "It doesn't work hard, I've improved a lot with light work."

After speaking, they disappeared silently.

When Tiandong came in with hot water, Song Jinglan had put the letter on the candlestick and lit it, and it burned to ashes.

His Royal Highness has recently communicated with Young Master Rong more and more frequently, and the world's No. 1 swordsman has become an errand messenger. Tiandong felt that Mr. Ji was too difficult.

While serving Song Jinglan to wash, he asked: "His Royal Highness, will we be able to return to China soon?"

His tone was a little excited, Song Jinglan glanced at him: "Do you really want to go back?"

Tian Dong said: "Of course! That's your Highness's country, you don't have to suffer the suffering here anymore."

Song Jinglan wiped the corner of his eye with a towel and smiled: "That's not necessarily true."

Tian Dong sighed sadly, and said: "Actually, I am the same everywhere. After all, I am just an orphan picked up by His Highness on the way here. Wherever I go, I will go wherever I go. But if I return home, I won’t see it. Five princesses."

Song Jinglan glanced at him.

Tian Dong was still sad, Song Jinglan threw the steaming veil on his head: "I can't go back in five years, let's stay."

Tian Dong heard him say this, a little happy, but also a little disappointed.

The weather is getting warmer.

Song Jinglan had another day in the afternoon, sitting with Lin Feilu under the eaves and sucking popsicles. There are always a lot of weird things in her little head, and she will tinker with many weird foods that he has never heard of.

He is not afraid of being poisonous, no matter what she makes, she will eat it all.

I made my stomach hurt several times in the middle of the night, and I just pressed it down with internal force.

They have a good time here, but the harem and the front are unstable.

The cause was that Wen Xiangming, the youngest son of the Xing Bu Fang, killed someone on the street.

According to the "Law of Dalin", killing should be executed, but the law has always only applied to ordinary people, and the youngest son of the criminal minister is the son of aunt Ruan Guifei.

Aunt Ruan was married to that year's Tanhua. With the support of Nguyen Xiang, the Tanhua had a smooth career. He easily sat on the position of Minister of Criminal Justice. According to this year's plan, he was promoted to Shangshu of Criminal Ministry. .

As a result, just before the promotion, the youngest son committed murder.

The reason is ridiculous, but it was for a cricket.

The Ruan family is so powerful that it is already the most popular relative in Dalin today. The children of the Ruan family have always lived a life that does not lose to the prince. The previous Xiao family bullies are nothing compared to their usual style.

Wen Xiangming is a well-known dude who is idle and busy. He often haunts brothel gambling houses. Although nothing can be achieved, crickets fight very well.

In order to train him, the Xingbu servant threw him into Jin Wuwei for training. Wen Xiangming learned some three-legged cat kung fu in it, and he became more and more prosperous. He raised a cricket, known as the Yum King, but he was trampled to death when he was fighting a cricket.

Wen Xiangming was so angry that he beat him to death, saying that he would pay the cricket.

He knew that he was afraid of killing someone, so he ran home and couldn't escape. He knew the virtues of Jingzhao Mansion, so he didn't dare to manage the affairs of the Ruan family.

The person who was killed by him was only the son of a small civil official. The other party reported to the official. Although Jingzhao Mansion accepted the case, it also pretended to take the murderer. In the end, not only was the murderer not taken down, but the matter was delayed. The bodies of the deceased were rotten and smelly and had to be buried.

During this burial, Wen Xiangming changed his words, saying that he was not the one who killed him. He just hit two punches casually, which was not enough to kill him. The other party suffered from a malignant disease, which caused his death at that time.

At that time, the onlookers dared to oppose the Ruan family, they could only agree.

At this point, the matter would have ended. Unexpectedly, the little civil official did not know where to find the way, and actually a paper complaint came in front of the Emperor Lin. The paper was written in blood, and the words were weeping blood. It was clear that even if the buried body was re-excavated, he would ask his son. A fair.

When the paper was handed over, the prince happened to be by the side to greet you.

When Emperor Lin saw the blood book, he went crazy on the spot, but when he looked up, Lin Qing looked sad and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Qing choked up and said, "When I read this blood book, I feel respected and sad for the father in my heart. Parents and their children are connected by blood. If something happens to the children, the father and the emperor should be desperate to seek justice for the children. ."

Emperor Lin scolded: "You are talking nonsense!"

Although it was a curse, my heart was greatly moved. Looking at the blood book again, it was entirely the grief and helpless appeal of a father who had a white hair send a black hair.

No matter how ruthless the Ruan clan usually dominates, he keeps one eye closed. Now that he is dying, he dares to despise the law like this. The Emperor Lin is so angry that he immediately suspended his post as a minister of the criminal ministry, and then asked the criminal ministry to dispatch a special person to investigate. This murder in the street.

After the imperial decree, the Ruan family couldn't sit still. Knowing this matter, I'm afraid it won't be done well, so I immediately begged to see Concubine Ruan Gui.

Concubine Ruan Gui didn't care about the life or death of her unlearned cousin. On the contrary, the abnormality between these events made her feel strange. For example, how did the little civil official hand the paper to Emperor Lin? Why was the crown prince just beside him when he handed it over?

And even though Wen Xiangming is doing evil on weekdays, he wouldn't kill for a cricket. The Ruan family was not idle either, and began to send people to investigate.

After checking and investigating, it was discovered that Wen Xiangming impulsively killed someone on the same day. Someone was actually instigating and instigating the fire. Xiaowen handed the paper up, also through the hands of a courtier. And these two people are the forces of the queen family.

Over the past year, the two factions have been in constant friction, but they have not hurt each other's roots. Now the queen actually started by breaking off the wings of the Ruan family in order to eliminate the forces of the Ruan family in the DPRK one by one.

The two factions have already reached the point of life and death, and the relationship between Lin Qing and Lin Ting has also dropped to a freezing point.

They used to sit in the first row during class in Taixue, and they were always at the same table. I don't know when it started, Lin Ting moved his position to the last row.

He is different from the poor students in the back row. He does not sleep, skip class, or eat snacks. He still sits upright, looking in the direction of the master in front, but his eyes are not focused, like a lifeless wooden sculpture.

Lin Feilu drew a joke with simple strokes on rice paper, telling the story of the little white rabbit and the big bad wolf.

She quietly showed it to Lin Ting, trying to make him laugh.

He only glanced, but still turned his head and smiled at her.

He smiled, but Lin Feilu felt even more uncomfortable.

When talking to Song Jinglan about this with a popsicle in the afternoon, he just looked at the overlapping white clouds in the sky and said quietly, "This is just the beginning."