In recent days, a large number of people from all walks of life have suddenly appeared. The number reaches nearly a thousand, and they come from all over the world. They bring prosperity to Huashan Town, but also bring chaos.
There are a lot of people like Guo Jing who can't find a place to live. Because they don't have reservations, all the places that sell alcohol in the town are occupied by this group of martial arts people. They have hit many restaurants in succession. As the famous Condor Shooting
The hero Guo Jing couldn't help but sigh: "The battle between Master Hong and Brother Dongzhang is really a great anecdote in the world. I never imagined that it would alert so many knights in the world to come and watch the battle."
When Guo Fu heard this, a trace of worry flashed through her pretty eyes, and she muttered in a low voice: "They are just mediocre people who have nothing to do..."
Her words were full of disdain for these chivalrous men Guo Jing spoke of. She was born with a noble status, and she didn't look down on these noisy and vulgar wanderers. It would be better if she had some reputation.
Nameless, Miss Guo didn't even bother to take a glance at it.
"Fu'er! Stop talking nonsense!"
The tiger's eyes widened slightly. Guo Jing also had a headache for his eldest daughter. Guo Fu followed him and Huang Rong to the battlefield when he was very young. Although his strength was low, he had killed many Mongolian soldiers. From a righteous level, he was regarded as a hero by Guo Jing.
daughter.
However, he could never change his arrogant temperament, and he would always offend others with his outrageous words. People in the world would tell him that Guo Jing and his wife were in favor of him, and they would joke about Guo Fu.
But those who don't give face don't think so.
Knowing that she couldn't change for a while, Guo Jing didn't want to argue with her so much. He turned to look at Huang Rong, who had been dazed just now, and said softly: "Rong'er, all the restaurants in this town are full now, and we don't have any.
Let’s rest somewhere, otherwise we can take some food and go up the mountain.”
Huang Rong, who was thinking about something, was stunned when she heard this, and subconsciously replied: "Go up the mountain now?"
"Being a husband is a helpless act. There are only three days left until the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Let's buy more food and drink and we'll be there after two days."
When Guo Fu and the Wu brothers heard this, they already had sad expressions on their faces. Guo Fu has been living a life of having nothing to wear but opening her mouth since she was born. Not only compared to those of the imperial aristocrats, but compared to ordinary people, they are not much different.
Yes, life is extremely expensive.
It was not that she had never experienced hardship, but after all, she still had the conditions, and it was not a march to fight, so who would want to stay in the mountains for three days in the biting cold wind?
Look at the freezing weather, wouldn't it cost her her life...
Then he didn't say anything, he put his hands around Huang Rong's arms and shook her gently, his big eyes full of pleading.
Looking at her daughter without trace, Huang Rong understood that as far as she was concerned, she didn't want to go up the mountain so soon. She was Huang Yaoshi's only daughter, and she lived a very exquisite life.
Whose clothes are not very simple?
As for Huang Rong, she was wearing a luxurious brocade. In order to prevent the disciples in the gang from gossiping, she put two symbolic patches on inconspicuous places on her clothes. Huang Rong herself had a mysophobia, and she was not young, so she had to endure the cold wind.
She could survive the three days on the mountain, but she could not tolerate being unable to cleanse herself.
But she didn’t want to refute her husband’s intention, so she smiled and nodded: “Brother Jing is right, we have no choice but to go up the mountain, but Ronger doesn’t think there is no place for us here.
..."
Seeing that she was speaking firmly, Guo Jing looked at him in confusion: "Didn't we all ask before? Is there anything missing?"
Looking at the excited eyes of the three little ones, Huang Rong smiled calmly: "Brother Jing, there's nothing an ordinary store can do about it, but that's not an ordinary one."
"You mean..."
Huang Rong's meaning is actually very obvious, that is, he is a powerful local squire. With his name as Guo Jing, Guo Daxia, Huang Rong, and Gang Leader Huang, it is not a big deal to stay for a few nights.
However, with Guo Jing's character, she would definitely not come to the door rashly, because he could not do such a thing, so she did not tell her clearly, but took Guo Fu and others to an open-air teahouse on the roadside.
These outdoor stalls are also fully occupied.
But Huang Rong still borrowed a low table from the rice shop next door, and the few of them sat on the side of the street, waiting for the teahouse waiter to serve the food.
During this period, Huang Rong handed Wu Dunru a piece of paper without leaving a trace, gesturing for him to leave without Guo Jing noticing.
Then he calmly sat down and chatted with Guo Jing.
"Rong'er, tell me, where are Uncle Qiu and the others right now?"
While waiting for the food to be served, Guo Jing glanced at Huang Rong who didn't know what to think and said.
Qiu Chuji and the others came one day earlier than Guo Jing's family, so they should have arrived by then. However, Fancai and the others visited Huashan Town but did not see any trace of the Quanzhen Sect, so they were a little confused.
"Brother Jing, don't worry. Ronger has already asked Ruer to find out the news. I believe there will be results soon." Huang Rong said with a smile in return for Guo Jing.
"I hope so..."
Seeing that Guo Jing was lost in thought again, Huang Rong couldn't say anything more. She knew what he was worried about, but she couldn't do anything about it now. In fact, unlike Guo Jing, she was thinking about something else, which was what she was doing in front of Yueyang Tower just now.
The domineering boy I met...
Huang Rong is known as the "Zhuge among Women" in the book Shendiao. It can be seen that her resourcefulness is far superior to her martial arts. As an exquisite and versatile woman, Huang Rong can spot the young man just now at a glance.
's true identity.
It was Huang Jia, the little Mongolian princess and Kublai Khan's compatriot sister whom she had a quick glimpse of at the Sword Tomb that day.
Her disguise may have deceived the dull and dull Guo Jing, but it could not deceive the ice-snow and smart Huang Rong. With just one glance, she felt that she had seen him somewhere, so she remained silent the whole time and left it to Guo Jing to handle, while she was always there
Secretly observe each other's words and deeds.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The little princess was keenly aware of this immediately, so even when she came to mediate, she covered her face with a white jade folding fan throughout the process, and only communicated with Guo Jing through her voice.
Two women, one is Huang Rong, who is known as "Zhuge among women", and the other is a Mongolian princess with golden branches and jade leaves. Neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp, and this is their first head-to-head "confrontation".
What Huang Rong was thinking about at this moment was not the decisive battle, but this little Mongolian princess...
It is easy to imagine Kublai Khan's status in the Mongolian army. He must be promoted to the next Great Khan. This is Guo Jing's strong enemy. If Kublai Khan's sister can be captured alive here, it will undoubtedly be for Xiangyang.
The city defenders brought a huge victory and invisibly helped her husband overcome a huge immediate difficulty.
This did not allow Huang Rong not to think too much, but she also knew Guo Jing's temperament. According to his aboveboard style, it was absolutely impossible for him to do such a thing as capturing women and children, so Huang Rong kept silent.
Thinking about how to capture the little princess alive without Guo Jing's knowledge was her biggest headache at the moment.
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At the same time, Yueyang Tower.
The young boy in simple black clothes was holding a cup of tea and savoring it. At his feet was the man in black who had just made a rash move. He was kneeling in front of the boy in cold sweat. His body already showed varying degrees of trauma.
, and his face was full of wet blood.
Thinking about it, I should have learned a lesson just now.
Behind the young man, stood the stooped man in black robes. At this moment, Hou was aside, and there were seven or eight solemn-looking men in black beside him. There was only one person sitting quietly on the large round table in the private room, and it was this man.
Young man enjoying tea.
"What did I say before we left?"
The young man took half a sip of hot tea, then raised his black and white eyes to look at the man in black at his feet and said coldly.
"Keep a low profile..."
The voice of the man in black was full of fear and trembling.
"Haha...you're such a low-key person...Is this how you keep a low profile for me?"
The young man's words were calm, but there was a shuddering chill from the cold wind.
"I know my mistake! I hope you will forgive me, young master!!"
Upon hearing this, the man in black quickly lowered his head to his legs, barely daring to breathe, and beads of sweat kept falling down his face.
Looking away calmly, the young man put down the tea cup and said: "Mr. Pei, it seems that my identity has been exposed. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go..."
After speaking, the noble young man turned around and walked to the door curtain. Finally, he turned back and glanced sideways at the man in black who was still kneeling on the ground. He opened the white jade folding fan with a snap and shook it gently, and said with a smile: "Kill him...
..”
After saying that, he turned around and walked downstairs. As he walked, he was still whispering: "Oh, Huang Rong..."