Princess Wei Ming also sat down next to Yun Zheng and whispered: "It has only been three hours since we met, but I feel safer with you than with my uncle. This feeling is very strange.
"
Yun Zheng turned his head and said angrily: "Are you scolding me? Any human being feels safer than your uncle!"
Wei Ming burst out laughing, put down the conical hat on his head, grabbed a piece of withered grass from the ground and continued: "This seems to be true. I have been used to seeing killings since I was a child. The palace of Xingqing Mansion is full of
The smell of blood is finally washed away by the heavy rain, and a new smell of blood will be produced soon. I like flowers and plants very much, but I never go to the back garden to plant flowers. Ever since I accidentally dug up a corpse when I was eight years old.
, I will never go to the back garden again, no matter how beautiful and fragrant the flowers there are, when I look at the bright red petals, I think of blood, and when I smell the rich fragrance of the flowers, I feel like I smell the rotting stench of a corpse."
Yun Zheng laughed, grabbed Princess Kai Ming's hand and patted it unreasonably, got up and left, got on a fast horse, whipped his whip and galloped towards the end of the grassland. His riding skills were better than those of Jiaziying.
There are so many good people.
Princess Wei Ming looked at Yun Zheng who was going away, a little distracted. She didn't notice that in the thatched shed not far away, a seven-foot tall man was hiding with his arms folded and looking at her from a distance...
Lang Lige slowly pulled out his knife. He thought of his parents and tribesmen wailing under Yuan Hao's butcher knife, and blood rushed to his forehead. Now he and Yuan Hao's niece were only a hundred steps away. If he wanted to take action
, no one can stop me.
A cold big hand rested on Lang Lige's hand holding the knife. This big hand only had seven fingers. This was Sun Qizhi's hand. Sun Qizhi whispered: "Both of us live very well."
It's boring. If you want revenge, you can't touch this woman. She is also a pathetic person. Yuan Hao doesn't care about killing her. That young man named Yun is going to Xixia. Let's go together. It would be best if we can see Yuan Hao.
, if you can't see Yuan Hao, killing Yuan Hao's son is also a victory, don't waste such a good opportunity easily."
Lang Lige slowly put the knife back into the scabbard, looked back at Sun Qizhi, then held a large bundle of hay and Sun Qizhi worked with the hay. Every time the shining guillotine fell down, he cut the hay neatly.
It was chopped into half-inch-long pieces of grass. In a short time, there were many pieces of hay piled nearby. Every war horse was precious. The war horses in Yunzheng camp were not like the people in Qingtang who only fed grass.
You need to mix black beans and bran into the forage, mix it with a little water, and then pour it into the trough for these horses to enjoy.
That is to say, Qingtang does not have the conditions, otherwise Yunzheng would not spare the eggs. If you want the war horses to have long strength, their bodies must not collapse. Other war horses are struggling to survive in the winter, but only the war horses in Jiazi Camp are still fat and strong.
After Langrig finished feeding the war horse, he habitually glanced at Princess Kai Ming who was sitting at the door of the tent watching the sunset. He gritted his teeth and threw his body on the haystack, showing no interest in the dinner he looked forward to every day.
Jiaziying has to eat a meal of meat soup with rice every night. Qing Yijie Gui Zhang got a lot of wild boars a few days ago and didn't finish them all, so on a cold day, he poured two spoons on the snow-white rice.
The broth with fat chunks of meat and a bowl of rice made me feel comfortable all over. The dried mushrooms in the broth were chewy and very comfortable. However, there was less green garlic in the broth, which made everyone feel a little regretful.
Princess Wei Ming also received a large bowl. Ge Qiuyan said to the princess dissatisfied: "Yun Zheng is a person who doesn't understand style. How can a noble person like the princess use the same utensils with the servants?"
He has a very beautiful set of porcelain but is too stingy not to take it out."
Princess Wei Ming smiled and said: "In the army and in the wild, the emperor and the soldiers eat and sleep together. This is what a qualified emperor or general must do. Here everyone can only survive if they stick together. I am not a person who has grown up since I was a child.
As a spoiled person, I may have lived more wandering days than you."
As Princess Kai Ming spoke, she consciously took her maid to the big pot, filled some rice, and poured a large spoonful of broth. As long as her daughter's family in the northwest didn't die, they would have to live as hard as weeds.
The food was surprisingly delicious. After eating a bowl of rice, the two maids, who were still in shock, looked at the princess secretly. They hoped to have another bowl. Princess Weiming smiled brightly and took the maid to the big pot to refill it.
Rice, these are the only two people I have left, I can't wait any longer.
When Yun Zheng came back from riding the horse, he was so cold that he couldn't speak. His buttocks were very warm, and his crotch was also warm because the horse was sweating from running, but he had no feeling in his legs, hands, chest and back, and his nose
The mucus on his nose was flowing out, and he himself was unconscious. At this time, he just wanted to put his sore hands into his crotch to warm them up. There was nothing wrong with what Qing Yijie Guizhang said. On the eve of the winter war, the soldiers were indeed
You should tuck your hands into your crotch.
Yun Zheng felt that it was his biggest stupidity not to take out the gloves. After a long time in the Song Dynasty, his thinking has become the thinking of the Song Dynasty, but he can't take out the gloves now because the Xixia and Qingtang people are more
We need gloves. Once we get them out, Xixia and Qingtang warriors will no longer have to tuck their hands into their crotches to keep warm. Yunzheng will not increase the Xixia and Qingtang people's combat power. They are born to stuff their hands.
In the crotch!
Before Yun Zheng could shrink his hand and tuck it into his crotch, Princess Kai Ming grabbed his hand and naturally put Yun Zheng's hand on her belly, and placed it close to her flesh. She also rode on a horse.
The monkey, who was as cold as a tortoise when he came back, had forgotten that he should put his hands in his crotch to keep warm. He shrank his hands and stared at the beautiful scene in front of him.
Yun Zheng wanted to retract his hands, but his brain gave his hands several orders, but the hands just didn't want to leave the smooth body. Princess Wei Ming chuckled and said: "This is the rule of Xixia. The hands of warriors are for holding hands."
Those who wield swords, only those who can hold the sword with their hands can get enough food and things to keep out the cold for women and children."
After saying that, he took out a handkerchief and helped Yun Zheng wipe away the snot hanging on his nose. He chuckled softly, then pressed Yun Zheng's hands on his stomach and slowly walked into the tent.
It was not only the monkey who was dumbfounded, but also Ge Qiuyan. Her eyes were as big as bells. This Xixia woman was so shameless. Fortunately, she was still a princess! She started to seduce people in full view of everyone.
She didn't shy away from it. Thinking of her purpose of going to Xixia this time, she couldn't imagine herself doing these things, and her face turned pale for a moment.
Han Lin glanced at Yun Zheng, then kicked the monkey on the buttocks and asked him to go to the stove to warm himself up. As for Yun Zheng, Han Lin had great confidence in him. He was a master who only took advantage and never suffered any losses.
In a man's house, leaning against the red and green once in a while is nothing.
After entering the tent, Yun Zheng took out his hands with supreme perseverance. There was still a smooth feeling on his fingertips. He couldn't help but put it to his nose and sniffed it. He was so generous in front of the public just now.
Princess Wei Ming became shy at this moment, with a blush covering her cheeks.
"I killed the bald Agu! I was your enemy!"
"You can't kill Bald-haired Agu. Even if Bald-haired Agu is drunk, you can't kill him. He is a fierce general on the battlefield. He has killed the general and captured the flag more than once or twice. Moreover, I heard
He didn't drink alcohol when he passed that head."
"I really killed the bald Agu, and I chopped off his head!"
"Of course you chopped it off. The cuts on the head are messy and you are covered in blood. You must have chopped it off. It should have been chopped off when the bald Agu was unable to resist, right?"
"how do you know?"
"You know a little martial arts, but this little martial arts can't kill the bald old man. If Jiao Siluo were to chop off his head, he wouldn't need to chop it off many times. If it were all the Qingtang people in that room, they wouldn't be able to chop it off like this.
, so it will only be you who cuts it. As for the person who takes action, it should be Jiao Siluo, right? Only he can kill the bald Agu in an instant.
All my followers were killed by Ali Gu. I saw this with my own eyes. Without Jiao Siluo's orders, Ali Gu could not command the sergeants in the mansion. Therefore, it was all Jiao Siluo's fault.
As for you, you are just a poor scapegoat!"
Princess Wei Ming leaned lazily on the bed, her figure was very graceful, and the women on horseback all had very big buttocks, which looked even more shocking when she leaned on the bed.
To be honest, no one believed it. Of course Yun Zheng would not say that it was the bald Agu who put his head over to kill him. After all, the knife was already pressed against his neck by that guy, and all he had to do was to open the artery.
That's right, in that case, it's useless no matter how strong the bald Agu's martial arts is, unless he knows the legendary golden bell and iron cloth shirt. It seems that the idiot hasn't learned those advanced things.
Even if Yun Zheng is beaten to death, he will not help Jiao Siluo to defend himself. He has already explained it thoroughly in the big room, and Jiao Siluo also knows that he will be blamed. Moreover, Jiao Siluo does not bother to explain, so he will just kill him.
Kill him, war is inevitable anyway.
"If I send you back, will your uncle be beheading you?"
"Yes, it will definitely happen. Regardless of whether you are unjustly accused or not, my uncle will chop off your head. If you send me to Brother Ning Ling, maybe you can save your head. If you take me and escape now,
Return to the Song Dynasty and hide your name from now on, maybe you can live to be a hundred years old, which one do you choose?" Princess Wei Ming asked.
Yun Zheng sucked in the air-conditioning and said helplessly: "Can your uncle be reasonable?"
Princess Wei Ming sat up, rubbed Yun Zheng's face with her hand and said: "I have grown up in his palace since I was a child, and I have never seen him reason with anyone, including his mother and pregnant wife. So,
If you can't see my uncle, it's best not to see him ever, he's a man-eating demon!" (To be continued)