How to protect oneself in the war years is a question that the far-sighted Feng Zhenyue thought about when he first established the Wenchang Marquis Mansion. In terms of land, they occupy the piedmont plain on the west side of Qingzhou, and they can be completely self-sufficient in farming and breeding. In terms of people,

, they have thousands of warriors from the Langya Army stationed here. The only thing they lack is a wartime fortress that they can rely on.

So at the beginning of the settlement, Feng Zhenyue began to build a mountain city on the dangerous Liuchang Mountain, which was called Liuchang Mountain City. The terrain of Liuchang Mountain is unique, with six branches extending left and right like ants' feet, and the mountain slopes steeply and gently downwards.

.The terrain is very gentle below the mountainside, forming a perfect transition with the plains below the mountain, and is more suitable for cavalry to charge from a high position.

Above the mountainside, the mountain road suddenly becomes narrow and rugged, often shrouded in clouds and mist. There is a hillside for grain storage, and a mountain spring outside for water. These geographical advantages make the Liuchang Mountain City built on it easy to defend and difficult to attack, making it a guard lord.

A solid barrier to the settlement.

On weekdays, for the convenience of busy farming, everyone built wooden houses and thatched cottages next to their fields. Now that Feng Yueming led the army to the expedition, the remaining family members and children of the soldiers were transferred to Liuchang Mountain City, and Xu Yang's patrol team took on the responsibility of protecting the mountain city.

heavy responsibility.

It snowed heavily that day, so Lanqiao got up before dawn and went to the martial arts field in the mountain city to practice swordplay.

It was still early at this time, and there was only a faint hint of indigo in the entire sky. Except for scattered wind lanterns floating in the wind and snow, the entire mountain city was still sleeping soundly. The heavy snow fell all over the sky like cotton wool, and the wind stirred the snow.

The snow was wrapped in the wind, covering the sky and the ground in a confusing way, turning the mountain city into a silvery white that was almost chaotic.

The rolling snow powder was suddenly split open by a sword energy, revealing Lan Qiao, who was dressed in a black suit. Holding the Night Sky Sword, he slashed left and right in the boundless wind and snow, raising his skill level to its peak. After

After half a year of hard training, Lan Qiao's skills have improved more than when he healed with Bai Xueyin's Secret Valley.

The white wind and snow were sometimes cut off by his sword energy, and sometimes blown away by the wind of his palm. He was like a fish in water in this sweeping snowstorm, enjoying the joy and pleasure of the sword energy.

The light of the sword quickly faded, and the Blue Bridge sword was sheathed. Facing the fading dusk, he put his hands behind his hands and roared. When he turned around, he saw a red shadow coming toward him in the wind and snow under the swinging wind lantern.

He looked closely and saw that Feng Yeling was wearing snow boots and wearing a vermilion fox fur cloak. The fur between the collar and brim was so white that there was no streak of color. A few black hairs were stuck outside the hat to let the wind blow.

The dancing made her pretty face, which was red from the cold, even more charming.

Holding a small fine porcelain stew pot in both hands, she walked up to Lan Qiao and said with a breath of white air, "They say the chicken dances when you hear it. The chicken hasn't crowed yet today. Brother Chu, you just ran out and worked hard. It's really better than that."

The ancients had to be more diligent." She had been teased by Lan Qiao and called him "Brother Chu" several times. Now she wanted to take the initiative to call him, but when the words came to her lips, she was still too embarrassed to say them out.

Lan Qiao was moved when he saw her coming to look for him in the snow. He smiled and said, "Although we have a lot of grain in the mountain city, we don't have many livestock. Finally, a chicken was stewed by the eldest lady, so what?"

The rooster crows."

Feng Yeling chuckled and said, "I don't smell the crow of the chicken, but I smell the aroma of the soup. I didn't expect that you have a very good nose. You are indeed a master chef." She said, holding the small stew cup in front of Lan Qiao, and gently opened it.

Lid it, and suddenly a rich aroma of chicken soup floated out, refreshing the spleen and stomach.

"Try it while it's hot." Feng Yeling took out a small spoon with anticipation, handed it to Lan Qiao and said, "Shuang'er made it, how could I get up so early."

Unable to refuse such hospitality, Lan Qiao took the spoon from Feng Yeling's cold little hand, took a sip and drank it. The chicken soup had a strong aroma, and a few slices of angelica were added, but there was obviously less ginger. Such a low-level mistake was definitely not allowed.

Because of Xia Shuang, it was clearly Feng Yeling's fault. Lan Qiao thought of this and glanced sideways at Feng Yeling. His heart became more and more moved. He took the stew pot and drank the chicken soup in one gulp, wiping the corner of his mouth casually.

, praised, "Being able to drink such a cup of hot chicken soup on this cold morning, what could be more satisfying in the world? The young lady's craftsmanship is exquisite and admirable."

Feng Yeling blushed and nervously took the empty porcelain cup, and said slightly angrily, "They say Shuang'er made it. Since you like it, I'll ask her to make more when you get back."

Seeing her shy denial, Lan Qiao didn't point it out. He changed the subject and said, "I've been sweating all over since I practiced. I'm going to take a shower first."

Feng Yeling glanced at Lan Qiao and said, "This is not easy. When you get back, I'll ask Shuang'er to boil water for you to take a bath."

Lan Qiao said calmly, "No need to go to such trouble, I can just go to the mountain spring and take a shower."

Feng Yeling couldn't help but advise, "It's such a cold day, the mountain spring is too cold."

"It doesn't matter. We martial arts practitioners all have internal energy to protect our bodies. I don't take it seriously even if it's just ice spring." As Lan Qiao took a big step, Feng Yeling followed closely behind him and took the opportunity to ask.

I just saw that your swordsmanship is very exquisite, and you are so majestic in chopping wind and snow, but I don’t know which sect you are from."

"This is the swordsmanship of the Qiao family passed down in my family." Lan Qiao said casually, "My father passed away young, and now my swordsmanship is unique to the family. It's not surprising that the eldest lady has never seen it."

Feng Yeling nodded slightly and said, "Although I have lived in my boudoir for a long time and am not familiar with the world of the world, I can still recall your graceful demeanor when you were in the world."

Lan Qiao was embarrassed by what she said. He scratched his head and said, "Where is it? When it comes to young talents with outstanding martial arts skills, who doesn't know that the young marquis is a first-class hero. Compared with the young marquis, Qiao Chu,

Still a long way to go."

Feng Yeling smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite humble. You know my brother, although he seems easy-going and easy to get along with, he is actually very arrogant on the inside. If he can rest assured that Mr. Qiao will protect me, he must have recognized Qiao in his heart.

Young Master’s.”

Lan Qiao said modestly, "I hope I will not betray the trust of the young marquis."

The two chatted casually, and finally walked to a clear pool. It was severe winter at this time, and the amount of water in the mountain spring was not large. There was only a thin line of water pouring down from the high cliff in the clouds and mist. After falling into the clear pool, it turned into

A clear stream flows slowly down the mountain.

Lan Qiao stretched out his hand to test the water and said, "It's a bit cold, but it doesn't matter." After saying that, he took off his outer robe. Seeing Feng Yeling still standing behind him, he laughed awkwardly and said, "Why do you want to go in and take a shower too?"

Cool”

Feng Yeling pursed her lips and smiled and said, "No, I just want to stay here with you." After that, she took the initiative to take Lan Qiao's robe.

Seeing that Feng Yeling refused to leave easily, Lan Qiao didn't say anything more. He stripped himself down to just a pair of shorts and jumped into the clear pool. He saw Feng Yeling looking at him with her beautiful eyes without blinking.

She felt a little embarrassed, "Miss, they say don't look at anything inappropriate. How can I take a shower when you are staring at me like this?"

Feng Yeling chuckled, retracted her gaze from him, and turned to look at the sundries he placed on the stone by the pool. She picked up the black bracelet and said, "I have always been very curious, what is this bracelet of yours about?"

What kind of material is it made of? Not only can it block the arrows I shoot, but it also seems to have a natural suction force that can suck up the arrow clusters."

When Lan Qiao saw Feng Yeling playing with his Yin Yang bracelet, he couldn't help but think of the day when he first entered Fengzhu Immortal Residence, when he used the bracelet to block her several arrows. He smiled and said, "This was given to me by Gang Leader Chen of the Qingzhou Gang. As for the details,

I don’t know exactly what material it is made of.”

"You guys have known each other for a long time since Sister Yuqian gave it to you." Feng Yeling was very interested. She put the ring to her ear and sucked in one of her silver earrings. She couldn't put it down and put the ring on her hand, and then

He said, "Are you willing to let me wear it for two days?"

Seeing Feng Yeling's eyes full of childlike excitement, Lan Qiao couldn't bear to dampen her interest and said helplessly, "If Miss likes it, just wear it for a few days."

Feng Yeling cheered, put the bracelet on her Hao wrist, waved it a few times and asked, "Does it look good?"

Lan Qiao smiled and said, "The eldest lady has icy muscles and jade bones, so she looks good no matter what."

Feng Yeling put Lan Qiao's outer robe on the stone, but unexpectedly, an earthen xun rolled out of the inner bag. She picked up the earthen xun, looked at it and said, "You can also play the xun?"

When Lan Qiao saw Feng Yeling messing around with his belongings, he felt a little displeased and said, "I know a lot of things. Only the eldest lady can't think of it. There's nothing I, Qiao Chu, can't do."

However, Feng Yeling didn't seem to hear the dissatisfaction in Lan Qiao's words. She handed him the earthen xun expectantly and said, "I want to hear you blow it."

Seeing that Feng Yeling took it seriously, Lan Qiao smiled bitterly and said, "This is just for my own entertainment when I have nothing to do. I'm afraid it won't reach the ears of the eldest lady Jin Gui."

"I want to hear it." Feng Yeling saw Lan Qiao trying to evade, so she said coquettishly, "How about this? You play a piece of music for me and I'll dance for you. How about that?

Do you want to see people dancing?”

Lan Qiao sighed secretly, thinking that if she refused at this time, it would be too disrespectful to her, so she had to say "Okay."

He took the earthen xun, tried the sound test first, and then played a military ditty that Lan Ruohai had sung before. This is a folk song from the grassland. The general idea is that soldiers fighting in the army miss their hometown far away on the front line.

Lover, the melody is sad and sad, like crying and complaining.

Feng Yeling jumped lightly and jumped onto a bluestone above the water in the pool. She waved her red sleeves and danced to the tune played by the blue bridge. She was already graceful, and now she was dancing lightly in the snow.

, rotating on the bluestone, walking among the square inches, red with white inside, white with red inside, chanting and laughing lightly, with beautiful eyes and affection, just like a fairy descending to earth.

If Lan Qiao was originally a little dissatisfied with Feng Yeling's willfulness, now that he saw her dancing like something made in heaven, he had already put that little emotion behind and was completely immersed in Feng Yeling's world-famous performance.

Dancing.

I don’t know how long it took, but the heavy snow stopped for a while, and a ray of golden sunshine penetrated the clouds and fell on Feng Yeling, making her so beautiful that people dared not look directly at her. Feng Yeling finished dancing and bent her knees with a blessing.

, smiled coquettishly at Lan Qiao, who was still looking at her blankly, and said, "You look stupid."

Lan Qiao wanted to praise her casually to relieve his embarrassment, but suddenly found that no words were enough to describe Feng Yeling's beauty, so he had to hesitate and climbed onto the shore with a red face.

Feng Yeling seemed to be very satisfied with Lan Qiao's reaction, and jumped back to the shore lightly, gently handed over the clothes, and returned to her living place in the mountain city with Lan Qiao.

Compared with the stilt bamboo house in Fengzhuxianju, Feng Yeling's residence in the mountain city seems more cramped, with only four bedrooms and one living room. The first living room is a stone house built on the mountain, and the fourth bedroom is excavated from the stone hall into the mountain.

The four independent spaces are designed as half stone house and half cave. Feng Yeling, Xia Shuang and Lan Qiao each live in one room, and the remaining one is reserved as a study room. Outside the stone hall, there is a square surrounded by gravel walls.

The small courtyard is about twenty or thirty steps long and horizontal. Although it is not big, it is enough to plant some flowers and plants.

The earth dragon was burning in the stone house, which was very warm. Feng Yeling took off her cloak, revealing a tight-fitting white silk jacket underneath, revealing her beautiful body curves. She called Lan Qiao to sit down, and sorted out the mess with her hands.

Xiufa said, "This stone house is not as spacious as my bamboo house. You are still used to it these days."

Lan Qiao said respectfully, "There are thousands of mansions, but you can't sleep more than six feet at night. As long as Qiao Chu has a place to stay, there's nothing he's not used to."

"That's good." Feng Yeling said happily, "Shuang'er, hurry up and serve tea to Qiao Chu."

Xia Shuang responded, turned around and went down to make tea, but muttered, "I was talking about Brother Chu this morning and almost blew up the kitchen."

Her words were not loud, but they could still be heard clearly in the quiet stone house. Feng Yeling blushed and spat, "This girl, don't listen to her nonsense."

Lan Qiao had just passed by and saw chicken feathers all over the kitchen. Of course he wouldn't say anything. Just as he was about to sit down on a soft cushion next to the table, he heard a "crash", and the door was pushed open, revealing a man with disheveled hair.

A young man in disheveled clothes burst into the house in the wind and snow.
Chapter completed!