Yun Xuzhou worked vigorously and resolutely.
Early in the morning the next day, he arranged the corresponding affairs and set off for Dongzhou.
The entire area of Dongzhou is extremely tightly sealed, and it is impossible to bring guards with him. You Wuming and Sang Bujin sent their guards back to their territories, and the four of them disguised themselves as merchants who went to the East China Sea Lake to buy Golden Pearl and Shark Shark all the year round.
For some reason, Sang Bujin'disguised' as a man this time.
As he drove outside, Yun Xuzhou took out the prepared handwritten notes, and asked Sang Yuan to memorize the quality and corresponding prices of various pearls and shark yarns, so as not to reveal the stuff and make life suspicious.
Sang looked at Yun Xuzhou from afar, and saw her expression as usual and calm demeanor, as if she had forgotten what happened last night.
"Take off your boots." Sang Yuan sighed softly.
Yun Xuzhou looked at her blankly: "Huh?"
"Heal you." Sang looked at her calmly, "Aren't you in pain?"
Yun Xuzhou froze for a while, his eyes hesitatingly fell to his left foot, his brows suddenly frowned, and he exhaled in pain.
It wasn't until then that she remembered that the dragon's tail had pierced the sole of her foot during the battle with Dark Dragon yesterday. At that time, I only cared about the moth venom of the phoenix fruit, and then only the snake venom of the phoenix chicks, and later, I discovered Yun Xuyang’s secret...
Looking at Shang Sang Yuanyuan's gentle and calm eyes, Yun Xuzhou suddenly felt that the real and fragile self hiding in his heart had nowhere to hide. She hurts, how could it not hurt! It's just that the pain in my heart has overshadowed the pain in my body.
Looking at Sang Yuan's clear eyes, Yun Xuzhou, a woman who had been strong alone for more than 20 years, finally covered her face and cried happily.
"Tsk, annoying." You Wuming flicked his sleeves impatiently and stepped out of the carriage.
There were only two women left in the carriage.
"Feng Guo... You said, what should I do with him? He didn't do anything to hurt people, but if he hadn't destroyed the clues for the gangster, I had already brought the gangster to justice, and there would be future victims. Who? If it is done according to our Yunzhou law, his accomplice is not guilty of death, and he should only be fined ten years of hard labor."
Sang patted her back comfortably far away.
Yun Xuzhou sighed: "I dismissed his throne because he was not the King of Yunzhou in his disposition. But if I really shut him down for the rest of my life, I would disregard the law. I should treat him equally before the law, not because he is my younger brother. And the principle of heavy punishment. However, if he is only punished for ten years, and he will do evil in the future, wouldn't I harm him and others?"
"After all, he is my only blood brother in the world." Yun Xuzhou's eyes showed anguish, "If there is any way to save him from evil and return to righteousness, I would be willing to replace it with my life."
Sang understands her pain far away. If Yun Xuyang's crime were to be cut according to the law, then Yun Xuzhou would definitely not blink, and would kill him a hundred times, and no matter how painful he was, it would be like that. However, he was not guilty of death, and he was a close relative of his blood. He became a sore and ringworm attached to Yun Xuzhou's bones. Although it would not become a disaster, it would stay with her for life and make her sleepless day by day.
Sang Yuanyuan thought for a moment, and said: "I will treat the wound on your body first. After the wound is healed, I will say a way. You can see if it is feasible or not."
"Oh?" Yun Xuzhou immediately took off his outer robe, revealing his back scratched by the ice edge, and then bent down again to take off his snow boots.
When she took it off, she found that the soles of the boots had been firmly stuck to her feet with blood. She tugged twice and threw the shoes and socks aside.
The wound was torn and blood poured out.
Yun Xuzhou is really a person who is simply and agile to the extreme. It's just this younger brother who is leading her to make her hesitate.
Sang Yuanyuan concentrated for a moment, threw out a sunflower, and puffed out condensation on the wound on Yun Xuzhou's back.
With a thought in his heart, the flower disc gently rotated, like a shower, evenly sprinkling the cyan dew, like a spray, gently and tenderly touching Yun Xuzhou's wound.
The flowers and leaves danced, and a moist and full'kelp' was woven out, wrapping the wounds on the soles of the feet, and wrapping it tightly in circles.
"Endure a little pain."
The roots of the sun flower swept towards the wound, pulled out the fine thread of the spirit cloud like crystal silk, and sutured the wound carefully.
Yun Xuzhou: "..." Shocked!
After the tea was cold, the trauma of Yun Xuzhou's body was dealt with.
"The whole body is cold and comfortable." She changed into new clothes and socks in surprise.
A big face flower popped onto her hand, swaying her big face, as if asking for credit.
Yun Xuzhou couldn't help but stretched out his finger to caress the flower plate: "This... I have lived for more than 20 years, and I have never heard of such a spirit! Is this a secret technique?"
Sang shrugged helplessly, "I don't want it either."
Yun Xuzhou looked at her hesitantly for a moment, raised his hand, lit a bright flame, and asked: "You can't do this?"
Sang sighed far away, raised his hand,'pumping', and a big face flower popped out. It also stretched out two emerald green leaves, and stretched out a big, mean, lazy waist in her palm.
Yun Xuzhou politely pressed down a smile.
"Actually, it's very good and very spiritual." Yun Xuzhou said, "It can heal injuries, it's very powerful."
"The way you say this, you look so utterly Wuming," Sang Yuan said in mournfulness.
Yun Xuzhou's face changed slightly, and he said, "I don't know that he is You Wuming. Those things I said before are really rude."
Sang Yuanyuan shook his head: "It doesn't matter, he won't take it to heart."
Yun Xuzhou stretched out a fist and knocked on Sang's far shoulder: "It's amazing Fengguo, your sheath has overcome You Wuming's knife!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Can the scabbard pass? !
She stared at Yun Xuzhou irreverently, and found that the mother-fetal single regent did not really understand anything else, so she nodded and said perfunctorily: "He is actually quite good."
"That is to you." Yun Xuzhou smiled lightly, meaningfully, "He really has a heart for you, I can tell."
Seeing Sang Yuan's embarrassment, Yun Xuzhou changed the subject in time: "Just now, Fengguo, do you think there is any way to deal with Xiaoyang's heart disease?"
Sang Yuanyuan said: "Since his heart disease is not created by the acquired environment, it is because of the violent factors in his natural temperament, bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty."
Yun Xuzhou nodded lightly, smiled bitterly, and said: "I watched Xiaoyang grow up. There really is no external cause that distorted his mind. That was brought in the fetus, and there is no cure."
Sang Yuanyuan shook his head and smiled, "I am afraid that most of the people who have been designated as'killing gods' have this problem."
Yun Xuzhou's eyes brightened and then darkened: "His body cannot go to battle to kill the enemy."
"Why not let him execute death row prisoners?" Sang Yuan said, "Since his behavior should be punished by labor and labor in accordance with the Yunzhou Law, then arrange something for him to do. The days are so long, let's see if he is obsessed."
Yun Xuzhou took a long, long breath, and rushed forward, holding Sang far away tightly in his arms.
"Fengguo! I think it can!"
After all, I see a little hope and direction.
There was light in Yun Xuzhou's eyes again.
"I'll go outside and talk to Feng Chu!" Yun Xuzhou rushed out of the carriage and drove You Wuming back.
You Wuming looked upset.
"What kind of injury needs to be cured for so long."
With snowflakes on his hair and clothes, he walked forward, pinched Sang's chin, looked at her face left and right, and then sat on the soft couch casually, saying, "I'm too weak, follow me in my practice. ."
He didn't practice, but gathered a large amount of wood spirits and poured the seedlings and encouragement on Sang Yuan's body, and almost didn't choke her to death.
Three days later, the four of them passed through the Bingwu Valley of the Sheep Intestine Trail and arrived at Xiaojiang State, which borders the eastern part of Yunzhou.
Sang Yuanyuan's cultivation base was rudely irrigated by You Wuming to the second layer of the Lingming Realm, and the green string in his mind split into two, becoming two. She and the wood spirit have a deeper and wider range, and the sun flower that she conjures is much firmer, and the color is brighter.
Originally, she could summon at most three physical sunflowers at a time, but after reaching the rank, she could summon six.
"Little Sangguo!" You Wuming smiled forward and backward, "When you reach the Ling Yao realm, you can try to drown people with a bunch of big-faced flowers!"
Sang Yuan commanded the six flower discs to scream at him.
Seeing You Wuming's figure flashed, she went straight over her flowers and approached.
He put her on the soft couch, raised his hand, and pressed her forehead.
"Check it, it's deadly poison." His voice was clearly dumb for several degrees.
Fingers moved on her forehead inch by inch, but the thin lips were already printed.
Six big-faced flowers fell on his back, closed the flowers and leaves, and hung down the flower discs as if shy.
She found that his kissing skills had improved again.
His actions are extremely strong and domineering, but they are just right, turning her dodge into a passive response. He always sealed her retreat first, as if she was asking him for good.
His breathing was heavy, his heartbeat was extremely steady, and the unique floral fragrance accompanied by his body temperature confined her mind tightly.
He is like a gentle and blazing fire.
Her scalp became numb, and she soon lost her breath.
His chest trembled and he kept laughing low.
When he finally let go of her, she was paralyzed on the soft couch, her eyes were shaking, and the tips of her ears were red with blood.
"Little Sangguo," You Wuming curled her lips, raised her eyebrows, and smiled badly, "You want me."
The certainty in the black eyes makes people's hearts tremble.
Sang Yuanyuan decisively summoned a big flower and covered his face and pretended to be dead.
At this moment, Yun Xuzhou grabbed a broken jade slip and stepped into the carriage happily.
"Uh... this is..."
I saw the man leaning on the side, squinting, like a fox who had just stolen food, and the woman lying on the soft couch strangely, with a flower on her face.
You Wuming glanced at Sang Yuanyuan calmly and said, "She is taking care of her face."
Yun Xuzhou nodded, pulled a small tiaozi to sit down, and said, "Fengguo, I arranged for Yun Xuyang to perform Bing Lingchi."
You Wuming was stunned and couldn't help but open his eyes: "A real person doesn't show his face. The regent is cruel, and he sighs at him."
He thought that Yun Xuzhou had plucked Yun Xuyang.
Sang grabbed the sunflower on his face far away, and sat up with the sleeves of You Wuming.
"How?" she asked.
Yun Xuzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "The dead criminal is the locksmith. Yun Xuyang couldn't believe that I really asked him to do this kind of thing. Later, he was forced to move his hands, and he cried again after a few clicks. Laughing, almost fainting! I was thinking about giving him power, so I was staring at him, and he was not allowed to rest for a while. After the execution, he even vomited bile and said that he would never see blood again."
"It's a potent medicine." Sang Yuanyuan sighed, "The Regent is really a thunderous trick. It seems that he is just Ye Gong and good dragon."
Yun Xuzhou smiled slightly: "It turns out that it is not without medicine. There are more jobs waiting for him tomorrow. Now, everyone he can reach is cold-hearted, and there is absolutely no way to sympathize with him!"
Sang Yuanyuan said, "When you put down the butcher knife, you might have a great enlightenment and become a Buddha right away."
Yun Xuzhou has been in charge of Wang Zheng for many years, and there are many capable people around him. Yun Xuyang is like a little ant under the ten thousand peaks, it is impossible to make any waves.
You Wuming sneered disdainfully: "Does it need to be so troublesome? It will be quiet if you cut it down."
Yun Xuzhou said: "He is my own brother. You Wuming, if you had a brother, you would know..."
She suddenly remembered that this man in front of her was the madman who had destroyed her family.
A strange smile floated on the corners of You Wuming's lips, pointing to the'Xiao Xiaozi' under Yun Xu Zhou's body.
Yun Xuzhou suddenly discovered that it was not a zizi, but a very delicate wooden box.
"Here," You Wuming raised his eyebrows, stretched out a hand, and shook his palm, "what about there."
Sang covered his forehead far away.
Yun Xuzhou actually sat on Huangfudu's head!
"Don't touch, don't touch." Sang sighed far weaker, "It's not a good thing."
You Wuming grabbed the wooden box, placed it on the short case, and opened it.
Huangfudu's head was kept very fresh.
Yun Xuzhou looked inside and he was dizzy: "This, isn't this the son of Dongzhou King, Huangfu?"
Huangfudu was in charge of Jinzhou and bordered Yunzhou. As the regent of Yunzhou, Yun Xuzhou had had some dealings with Huangfudu, and he recognized it at a glance.
She helped her forehead, and said, "Feng Chu and I also talked about him."
Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming looked at each other tacitly, and asked, "Oh?"
Yun Xuzhou unknowingly sold Sang Bujin: "I said to Feng Chu that Huangfudu was close to me and his age was the same. If you wait two more years and still don’t find the person you like, you might as well take the initiative. Mention it to Huangfudu to see if he has that meaning."
Sang raised his brows far away: "What did he say?"
"Feng Chu said a bunch of bad things about Huangfu Du. It was said that Huangfu Du gave birth to a vice-female, and the future life of husband and wife must be unbeautiful..." Yun Xuzhou tilted his head in confusion, "Why is giving birth to a female is not conducive to married life?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Big brother dug a hole for himself!
You Wuming could not hold back and began to smirk.
Seeing Yun Xuzhou looking at him thirsty for knowledge, Sang Yuanyuan coughed and said, "He just doesn't want you to marry someone, just talking nonsense!"
"I think so." Yun Xuzhou slapped his hands lazily, "Furthermore, Huangfu hasn't negotiated a relationship before he has been in his twenties, and he has never had a confidante around him. There must be something hidden."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Isn't he close
Yun Xuzhou made another heavy blow: "I told her that the son of Sangzhou is not close, and he is also quite old. There have never been any rumors. I heard that he also gave birth to a female actress. Could it be that there is also a hidden illness? "
You Wuming twitched his mouth and couldn't help but interject: "Then what did he say!"
Yun Xuzhou sneered and said, "She is good, saying that Sang Shizi is a good one. It is clear that the same conditions, one is good, and the other is bad, if I am not wrong, she is interested in that Sang Shizi. For that. Let her relax, I said to him, whether Huangfudu or Sang is not near, I will not consider either of them!"
Sang rubbed his head far away, "You guys won't talk about this anymore, right?"
Yun Xuzhou nodded.
You Wuming clutched his stomach and went out to look for Sang Bu.
Sang Yuanyuan felt that the two of them would definitely fight later.
After You Wuming left, Yun Xuzhou's expression became more solemn. She moved to Sang Yuanyuan's side and asked seriously: "Why is Huangfudu's head in your hands? You Wuming's behavior, I had I heard that you and Feng Chou are not such desperadoes!"
Sang Yuanyuan thought for a moment, and said: "I don't want to hide from you, but some things are still in the clouds and mists myself. It is too early to say those at this moment. Only one thing, if the Yun blood curse really comes from the East The state has written, hoping that the regent will regard us as allies and advance and retreat together."
Yun Xuzhou lowered his head and smiled: "That's natural."
After a moment of silence, Yun Xuzhou raised his head: "When did Huangfudu die? Why didn't I hear the slightest noise?"
Sang Yuanyuan smiled triumphantly: "Because no one knew he was here."
What Dongzhou used was Li Daitao’s stalemate. The hundred guards returned to Dongzhou and found that there was no one in the sedan chair. It was estimated that they were shocked.
The guards and the envoys must agree that there were no accidents along the way, and it was absolutely impossible for anyone to rob Huangfudu under the eyes of everyone.
The traces in the Ice Mist Valley have long been cleaned up, leaving no flaws.
So in the end, Dongzhou would only come to one conclusion-Huangfudu didn't get on the sedan chair from the beginning.
So where will he be
Sang smiled from afar and looked at the delicate wooden box on the low table.
What a great gift.
…
The chariot passed Xiao Jiangzhou smoothly.
The Jiang royal family of Xiaojiangzhou is actually the main family of the Jiang family. It was the royal family of Xiaojiangzhou that replaced the Yun family in the heavenly capital. After the Jiang family entered the capital, the Yin family in the southwestern part of the capital voluntarily gave up the territory, which is now Jiangzhou.
However, Xiaojiang, the ancestral land of Jiang’s family, was gradually declining due to inconvenient transportation and being suppressed by Huangfu’s forces. Xiaojiang simply broke the pot and no longer developed troops. Instead, he devoted himself to the development of agriculture, industry and commerce. Trade centers bordering eight states.
Yun Xuzhou and his party are merchants dressed as Xiao Jiang.
Crossing the boundary of Xiaojiangzhou, the former convenience is Huangfu's lair, Dongzhou.
From afar, I can feel that Dongzhou is heavily guarded and the atmosphere is heavy. Dongzhou used black iron to build the city. From a distance, I thought I had seen the Great Wall of Dark Iron.
All of Huangfujun's soldiers looked solemn, and at a glance they knew they were good hands out of a sea of blood. Sang was looking at it from a distance, adding a little more prudence in his heart.
Huangfujun is a man who truly stands on the top, and I am afraid that there will never be an opportunity like the last time.
A group of people followed the merchants, lined up, and moved towards the city gate.
The merchants who entered the customs were investigated very carefully. Fortunately, Yun Xuzhou held a high-level pass, which was able to save Huangfudu's head.
As soon as he passed the city gate, he saw officers and soldiers wearing heavy helmets rushing to drove the merchants to both sides of the road.
"Gong Ying Tiandu Special Envoy—"
Sang brows far away, and he lifts the curtain to look out.
I saw a large cart full of shark belts and gold-clad jade slowly rushing into the city gate, with the curtain open, and the'special envoy' with a golden crown on his head hugged left and right, and embraced two beautiful women with disheveled clothes. Is driving into the territory of Dongzhou.
It was actually a familiar face, Jiang Zhou Wang Shizi, Jiang Jinzhen.
You Wuming leaned his head from behind and put it on her shoulders, with a cold voice: "I heard that when you passed Jiang Du last time, you had three to five glasses of wine with Jiang Jinzhen. He praised Xiao Sang Guo when he met everyone. Massive."
Sang Yuanyuan looked sideways at him, and saw that he was squinting slightly, killing intent fully.
She raised a smile: "King Youzhou is jealous."
You Wuming drew away lazily: "Quiet."
She tilted her head, elbows propped up the car window, slender pointed at her forehead, slanted her eyes, and smiled: "I said to him, on that underworld battlefield, I have King Youzhou to protect me, respect. It's the King of Youzhou. Why, he brags when he meets people, so he won't move your big Buddha out for use."
"Lend him a hundred courage." You Wuming raised his eyebrows and indifferently picked up the teapot on the low table and poured water to drink.
The corners of the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes are all unstoppable.
"At this moment, why did Jiang Yanji send Jiang Jinzhen over?" Sang Yuanyuan was a little strange.
You Wuming smiled coldly: "Isn't Huang Fujun hurt? Even if this Dong has stored the Ming family to continue his life, he will have to stay in bed for more than a month. Jiang Jin is really a water, such a rare opportunity to seek a teacher, how could Jiang Yanji Let it go."
Hearing what he said, Sang Yuan suddenly realized.
At the beginning, Jiang Yanji sent Jiang Jinyuan, who was a golden soul, to Han Shaoling and followed him to practice. Nowadays, it is rare that the peerless master Huangfujun is lying in bed with spiritual accumulation for healing. Jiang Yanji naturally did not want to waste this opportunity, so he sent another niece, Jiang Jinzhen!
Really plan carefully, and can live a good life.
"In order to conceal the ugly appearance, Jiang Yanji must have sent a good baby. It's cheaper for me."
You Wuming smiled faintly, grabbed the wooden box on the low table where Huangfudu's head was placed, picked up the knife, tilted his body and slowly engraved with the tip of the knife—
"quiet"
Sang looked at the man's focused profile from afar, his eyes gradually lost in a daze.
When doing things seriously, men always look particularly good-looking.
The long eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and the slender beautiful fingers are holding the tool. When you apply force, the knuckles protrude with great strength, and the hands are like a painting.
The thin lips are thin, the head tilted, frowning from time to time, or showing a little smile, which makes people look dizzy.
Halfway through the carve, he put the wooden box to his mouth and blew it lightly.
The sawdust flew away, and he squinted his eyes to prevent them from splashing into his eyes. The sawdust hit his face, he subconsciously arched his brows, slightly stretched his lips, and turned his face sideways. The corners of his eyes looked unusually narrow and deep.
After the screen stayed for a while, he held the wooden box with one hand, placed it in the distance and looked at it, satisfactorily put it back on the low table, retracted the knife, clapped his hands, and said, "You're done!"
Sang hurried forward from afar.
She couldn't wait to see what a person like You Wuming would look like.
They all say the words are just like the person, I wonder if his words will be the same as his own, so weird and beautiful.
When she got closer, she was stunned.
That half of the word "you" is actually ugly that is hard to describe in words.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." was disillusioned.
You Wuming was already secretly observing her expression, laughed when she saw it, caught her in her arms, and said, "Silly fruit! These are not my words!"
"That's... Oh, I see." Sang Yuanyuan was stunned.
You Wuming turned her face to him and kissed her forehead several times.
"Little Sangguo, don't think that I concentrate on engraving and I don't know how long you peeked at me! Isn't it fascinating for me? Wouldn't you have to be tied to my belt in the future!"
He laughed terribly.
After laughing for a while, he grabbed the wooden box, opened the lid, stared at Huangfudu's face with consternation and fear for a moment, and then slowly took out the other wooden box.
The old wooden box contained a fiery red silk cloth with a strong scent. On the silk cloth, there was a spiritual pearl upright.
You Wuming picked it up, turned it at his fingertips for a moment, then gently opened Huangfudu's mouth, picked the Ji Lingzhu with the tip of a knife, and carefully buried it under Huangfudu's tongue.
"Borrow flowers to offer Buddha." You Wuming smiled innocently and brilliantly.
Jiang Yanji’s voice is recorded in this recording bead with only sound and no picture—
"Poor boy, there is no other way for my mother, but you can only abandon you. Don't be sad, there is nothing so sad about this, everyone will die, right? If you die like this, you can do something for your mother, no matter what Wherever I go in the future, I will remember this good baby who was willing to sacrifice for his mother..."
Sang Yuanyuan opened his eyes slightly, looking towards You Wuming—
It's a great trick to show up!