The big tonic soup stewed by Yunmen master himself is not drinkable, whether it is good or not is one thing, the main thing is that after drinking it, I am afraid that it will be chased and beaten by the seventh brother Man Yancheng, which is not worthwhile. King Pingle was full of melancholy, and was forced to agree to the other party's unreasonable request, and continued to guard the stove to mourn the spring and autumn. By the way, he missed Jiang Lingfei, and he didn't know what happened to the No. 1 villa in Jianghu with great achievements.
In Danfeng City, there was a drizzle of sleet and drizzle, and the whole field was icy cold. Although there are red lanterns hanging at the door of every household, there is not much festive and lively Chinese New Year. The people are muttering that the Jiangjia Villa in the south of the city has not been peaceful recently. The head of the Jiangnan Dou is bedridden due to illness. It looks like a big mess is going to happen.
A young man was holding a white plum umbrella, walking alone in the snow and rain. He was wearing a crescent-white plain brocade robe, with a handsome and beautiful face. When they arrived at a different courtyard, the guards all bowed and saluted: "Master Ninth."
Jiang Chenchen handed the umbrella to the servant, and took the food box from the maid. The screen in front of him slowly opened, revealing a dark secret passage.
Jiang Lingfei was exercising and adjusting his breath in the dark room, and he didn't even bother to open his eyes when he heard the movement from outside.
Jiang Chenchen opened the door: "Third brother, it's time to eat."
"How long do you plan to lock me up?" Jiang Lingfei looked at him, and the silver shackles were faintly reflected on his hands and feet. He woke up from a coma a few days ago, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was locked in the dungeon at home, his whole body was weak and weak, and it was painful to breathe out. And the culprit of all this is not the eldest brother, not the fourth brother, nor anyone who he thought had ulterior motives before, but the ninth brother, Jiang Chenchen, who just turned fifteen this year.
In my memory, when I left home, the other party was just a little kid eating candied haws, short and taciturn, not in any way. Who would have thought that within a few years, the other party had not only grown in height, but also brought out a lot of conspiracy and tricks along with it.
Jiang Lingfei had a headache: "You don't want to be the head too, do you?"
"I'm not only going to be the head of Jiang's family." Jiang Chen Chen brutally stuffed a spoonful of rice into his mouth, "I'm also going to be the head of the martial arts alliance."
Jiang Lingfei: "..."
Is the hair all grown
However, regardless of Mao Quan's failure, it is an indisputable fact that he is currently trapped by him. Jiang Lingfei had no choice but to suppress his anxiety, and tried his best to put on a kind gesture of "Your brother, I am kind and generous, and the prime minister doesn't care about being able to hold a boat", and said: "Tell me, how can you dominate the martial arts by yourself? Several uncles can't fight."
Jiang Chenchen continued to feed him, and said casually, "I can't fight, but King Xiao might not be able to fight."
"Cough!" Jiang Lingfei choked on the soup, alerted, "What do you want to do?"
"Third brother is loyal to Prince Xiao's mansion, His Royal Highness Prince Xiao should also do something for our Jiang family." Jiang Chen Chen put down his spoon, "With the power of martial arts alone, we can no longer suppress the group of old foxes above you and me. The power of the power, can make them jealous, understand?"
Jiang Lingfei almost blurted out a swear word, he said sharply: "You think that if you take me as a hostage, the prince will come forward to help you?"
"Who said I'm going to threaten King Xiao with the third brother?" Jiang Chenchen looked at the private seal in his hand, "I want to ask the third brother to write a letter to borrow some soldiers from the prince. Naturally, I guess you don't want to , that's okay, anyway, now I have a seal, and my handwriting is exactly the same as yours."
"Jiang Chenchen!" Jiang Lingfei gritted his teeth, "With just a letter, the prince will not help you!"
"That's not necessarily true." Jiang Chenchen leaned close to his ear and smiled slightly, "It's not enough to borrow hundreds of thousands of troops with just a letter, but it's more than enough to borrow some court connections to change the stability of the family. Three Brother's position in King Xiao's heart is much more important than what you think."
After speaking, he turned around and left the dark room, leaving Jiang Lingfei alone, dizzy from anger.
What a bloody family this is!
…
Hundreds of miles away in Yancheng, goose feathers and heavy snow are drifting majesticly and magnificently.
In the afternoon, Li Jun stood in front of the window with one arm hanging, and said imposingly, "Yanshan snowflakes are as big as a mat!" After a long time, she couldn't remember the next sentence, so she repeated, "As big as a mat!"
The little maids who were serving on the side were all amused, thinking that this Pingle King was also very funny, his arm was broken in the snow, and he still wanted to stand here and recite poems, so he persuaded him to go back to the room to rest, and said that Yunmen The Lord just sent someone to bring the stewed soup, which is the most nourishing black-bone chicken.
Of course, it wasn't stewed by hand, firstly, no way, secondly, His Royal Highness Xiao Wang didn't allow it, and thirdly, there was no time. Yun Yifeng has been accompanying Tan Siming for the past few days, going back and forth between the inn and the general's mansion, and seeing Abi. After a few soups and medicines, the concubine who had a sick face before really turned rosy, like flowers in May, rejuvenated with vitality.
Yeerteng was overjoyed, and Ling Xing'er was also happy. She sat under the bed tent and said to Abi, "Big sister will be able to go out to relax in the spring. It's still too cold outside."
"I have been dreaming a lot lately, and I will dream about spring." Abi said, "I will also dream about many other things."
Ling Xing'er's heart skipped a beat: "What is it?"
Abi thought for a while, and this time it was no longer a chaotic fragment, she said firmly: "It is a large grassland full of yellow flowers, and there are many men, women, old and young, wearing colorful robes and holding white three-stringed lutes in their hands." .”
"What about the saint?" Ling Xing'er continued to ask, "Do you remember her name?"
Abi frowned, and stopped talking, as if she couldn't find this person.
The maid watched in shock, fearing that she would scream again, so she gently reminded her. Ling Xing'er realized that she was asking too urgently, so she hurriedly changed the topic to another place. Only after returning home, he told Yun Yifeng that a certain tribe with white qin and colorful robes might be Abi's hometown.
Mei Zhusong said from the side: "If you talk about this, I have some impressions."
It is said that it is a tribe that is accompanied by singing all day long. They drive cattle and sheep and live in a paradise. Stay away from wars and disputes, have enough food and clothing, be diligent in thinking, and possess wisdom that other herdsmen do not have.
As for where these people live, it is unclear.
"Write a letter and tell Wu En and Ge Gen about these things, maybe it can help them." Yun Yifeng ordered.
Ling Xing'er agreed, and ran down to write a letter, planning to ask her again after Abi's condition improved in a few days. The hall became quiet again, Mei Zhusong watched Yun Yifeng finished taking the medicine, and asked tactfully: "Really don't tell the lord? The poison on the master of the door, I'm afraid it won't last any longer."
"Tell the prince, it won't change the bleeding ganoderma, it will only disturb his mind." Yun Yifeng put down the empty bowl, "Physician Tan said that in a month or so, Abi will recover, but Yerteng is not only supporting Zhou now. Jiu Xiao and Yang Boqing still want to protect these two people, making it clear that they don't take Daliang seriously. Although the prince endured this moment of anger for me, I don't want him to be coerced again, so I agreed to the so-called third condition. "
Mei Zhusong consoled: "Yerteng didn't say what the third condition is, maybe we need to discuss it."
"What he wants is nothing more than land and people." Yun Yifeng said, "Senior should know this person's ambition better than me."
Mei Zhusong wanted to say something more, but Ji Yanran had already entered the door, so she also packed the medicine box and said goodbye. Yun Yifeng took off his cloak for him, and covered his cold cheeks with both hands: "Why are you back so early?"
"There's nothing wrong with the army, I'm coming back to accompany you." Ji Yanran asked, "I was coughing all the time last night, is it better now?"
"The brazier burned the house dry, and my throat was itchy." Yun Yifeng said, "Drink more water and you'll be fine."
Ji Yanran hugged him and said with emotion: "It's not easy to raise." The larger the brazier, the coughing, the smaller the hands and feet are cold, the body is both afraid of the cold and even the heat, and refuses to dress properly. His Royal Highness Xiao Wang, who was lavish, was forced to become half an old Wu. He not only cared about military affairs every day, but also continued to work on his clothes and three meals when he returned home. cheat.
But anyway, have fun with it.
Yun Yifeng said calmly: "If the prince doesn't want to raise her anymore, I will quickly find another family while I still have my youth."
"That won't work." Ji Yanran hugged him and sat at the table, "Youth is mine, and when I'm seventy or eighty in the future, my gray hair will be mine too."
Just this one sentence made Yun Yifeng's heart ache, and he buried his face in his shoulder and waited for a long time before asking: "How is Brother Jiang? Qingyue has been sending letters, but he doesn't want to leave the river." My home is too close, so I can only say that the city is calm and the rivers and lakes are also calm."
"There is no news for the time being, or you can write another letter to Danfeng City." Ji Yanran thought for a while, "However, in my opinion, no news is good news. Ling Fei has never regarded himself as an outsider of Prince Xiao's mansion. He If you find it difficult, I’m afraid I’ll write a letter early in the morning to ask for help, if I refuse to help, I’ll still make a fuss, how can it stop like this.”
Yun Yifeng smiled: "There is a rumor in the rivers and lakes, even King Pingle has heard it, saying that Brother Jiang is worthy of being the leader of the alliance, but the prince said that he is like a country rascal."
"As far as his sloppy personality is concerned, even the Jiang family is unwilling to take over, let alone the entire martial arts world." Ji Yanran patted him, "Come on, let's not talk about it, I couldn't sleep well because of coughing last night, I will accompany you to rest for a while .”
Yun Yifeng originally planned to say that he had already had a good night's sleep in the morning, but at this moment his whole body was weak and weak, and he urgently needed to go for a walk. But just as he was thinking about it, he had already picked him up and swallowed the rest of his words.
In broad daylight, in broad daylight.
Ji Yanran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and held those hands that kept making trouble: "Sleep well!"
"My lord." Yun Yifeng lay on his chest, with a deep meaning, "Don't miss the good spring."
Ji Yanran pulled off the quilt and wrapped him tightly: "There will be a lot of spring in the future, so don't make trouble now."
Being poked in the center of the nest frequently today, Yun Yifeng thought a little sourly, maybe there are not many of them.
Ji Yanran frowned: "Don't think about it!"
Yun Yifeng pulled out her arms, wrapped them around his neck, and kissed him tenderly.
So King Pingle came to play chess with Yun Yifeng, holding the chessboard with one arm, but was told mercilessly by the servants that the prince and Master Yunmen were sleeping, and they might not wake up before dinner, please go back Bar.
Li Jun was dumbfounded when she heard this, why there is no distinction between day and night! The sky was still bright, so I started to sleep.
If things go on like this, I'm afraid it won't work!
Hanging his arms and holding the chessboard, King Pingle sighed and staggered.
Miss Jiang Sanshao again.
A few days later, Yun Yifeng sent another letter to Danfeng City, asking about the current situation of the Jiang family.
A few days later, Tan Siming reported: "The butterfly hysteria of that Abi girl has almost recovered, and she doesn't need to take any medicine in the future, just eat some nourishing soup, so that she can rest well."
"It's been so hard for Doctor Tan." Ji Yanran said gratefully, "Let's rest in the General's Mansion for a few days, and when the weather gets warmer, I'll send someone to take you back to Wangcheng."
"Yes." Tan Siming nodded, and reminded again, "But my lord, that Abi girl is a bit weird, and she doesn't seem to have ordinary amnesia. When she is seeing a doctor, she often talks to herself, and her expression looks extremely painful. "
Ji Yanran asked: "Can it be cured?"
"There is no rule of law." Tan Siming was embarrassed, "I tried the pulse, but I couldn't find out what the disease is. This is indeed not my specialty. I am afraid that the prince will have to find another expert."
After what he said, Ling Xing'er also said that Abi has become more and more abnormal recently. That day she clearly said that she remembered a tribe with yellow flowers, colorful clothes and white zithers, but when she went back by herself a few days later, she denied it again. He only smiled softly, a permeable smile.
Li Jun felt chills down her spine when she heard this: "Look, it's really not a good omen for a beauty to be close to a monster, and you should stay away from it in the future."
"Abi is pitiful enough, if I stay farther away, she will really have no friends at all." Ling Xing'er said softly with her hips on her hips, "Besides, in our Fengyumen, there has never been a death penalty! "
Ji Yanran asked the people around her: "Shen Yumen is so chivalrous and upright?"
"It's Qingyue who is chivalrous and upright." Yun Yifeng quickly denied, "As for me, I always only teach them to run after finishing their work and never get caught."