Banzhou, the residence of King Yang.
Since the third year of Emperor Xizong Qianfu in Tang Dynasty, there has been countless dynasties, and there has always been only one owner here, the Yang family.
The mansion of the Yang family can no longer be described as a mansion. The palace of the Ming Dynasty was only built on the basis of the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, but the mansion of the Yang family has been continuously expanded and renovated since the end of the Tang Dynasty. What is endless years.
An inconspicuous blue brick at the base of the wall may have been built during the Tang Dynasty, a silver cypress in the corner of the courtyard may have been hand-planted during the Song Dynasty, and a few exotic flowers by the pool in front of the courtyard may have been transplanted during the Yuan Dynasty. Drop, what is compressed is a space-time.
The tens of thousands of rooms in Guangsha may be used to evaluate the grandeur of the Yang family's mansion. Although there are not so many rooms here, looking down from the air, the eaves of blue and black are like continuous dragon scales, which can give people such a feeling .
Under the largest and brightest "dragon scale" on this coiling dragon, there is an old big house with shoji doors, dark yellow floors, low couch, high-toothed wooden clogs, everything is perfect. The style of the Tang Dynasty. On the spacious couch, Yang Yinglong sat cross-legged, with a letter in his hand.
"hehe… "
Yang Yinglong's handsome and charming face revealed a smile that fascinates women. He shook his head lightly, flicked the letter in his hand disapprovingly, and said to himself: "This is clear, she really thought I would send all the letters to you." The bet is on the daughter? Time can change many things. What he cherishes most today may be discarded in the future. If one day he can grow to the position I am today, let alone a woman, even if he is his own flesh and blood What is it? There are many things that cannot be controlled by oneself, and how can they be controlled by a woman."
Yang Yinglong sighed softly, lay down lazily on his side, stroked his chin thoughtfully, and muttered to himself: "With the backing of the Gu God Sect, how far can he go? It's really exciting. ah… "
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If Luo Daheng heard Yang Yinglong’s words, he might shout: “Yang Yinglong, you copied me!” Although his real catchphrase is “My Maya!”
"My Maya, don't you scare me..."
Daheng Luo's face was pale, and beads of sweat covered his forehead and cheeks. Niuniu clutched her swollen stomach, moaned with difficulty and said to Daheng Luo: "I'm fine, I just had a narrow fall just now, and I'm a little out of breath."
"How can it be all right, how can it be all right, you look so ugly..."
Luo Daheng wandered around the house, and hurriedly asked the maid: "Where is your mother-in-law?"
The little maid timidly replied: "The old lady has gone to the temple to offer incense."
"Oh, what should I do! Come on, come on, get ready for the car, I'm going to take the lady to see the doctor."
Niuniu endured the pain and comforted her, "Daheng, don't worry, I'm really fine."
After an incense stick of time, a car drove out from the tycoon's house, and the person pulling the cart was the fat Luo tycoon. The family's donkey carried the old lady to the temple to offer incense, and there was another car in the family, but unfortunately there were no mules and horses. If you go to the store to call now, or invite a doctor to come to your door, there will always be a process of going back and forth, and the tycoon dare not delay, so he just pulled the car out of the house in a hurry.
Luo Daheng was indeed a bit fatter, coupled with anxiety, trembling with fat all over his body, he was sweating all over his face after walking a short distance. Passers-by on the street saw his image and couldn't help whispering. Now the tycoon can be regarded as the number one figure in Huxian County. Many people know this tycoon who is like a lucky pig, but it is the first time he has seen such a embarrassed appearance.
Hong Baichuan twirled the Buddhist beads and walked on the street step by step. When he saw acquaintances, he would often chant the Buddha's name and greet them with a smile. Hong Baichuan had been lurking in Guizhou many years ago and had his own important mission. This time helping the officers and soldiers to find the whereabouts of the bandits was just a matter of convenience. Fang, they are not used now, so naturally there is no need to tell anyone.
Suddenly, Hong Baichuan stopped and looked forward in amazement. He saw Luo Daheng holding on to the two shafts of the car and running forward with all his strength. Unfortunately, he is too fat and weighs too much. Judging by his expression, he seems to be running wildly, but the speed of the car is really...
With a flash of Hong Baichuan's eyes, he saw Niu Niu lying on the car again. She was covering her belly and frowning, and she was still panting to persuade Luo Daheng: "Daheng, I really have nothing to do, don't worry, don't worry about it." If you run so fast, you will be exhausted."
The tycoon ran out of breath, and he felt blackness in front of his eyes, and Niu Niu's shouts in his ears were also distant and near, his huge body really slowed down his speed, even though he took out the breast milk energy. "I...must go on a diet to lose weight!" Luo Daheng secretly swears while gritting his teeth and running.
Suddenly, he felt light on his body, followed by someone holding him under his ribs, his huge body flew up with a "whoosh", leaped as high as a person, but landed firmly on the side of the road, holding him away. Humans are not only extremely powerful, but also the skill of exerting force is miraculous.
Daheng Luo was stunned, and after a closer look, he saw Mr. Hong standing beside the car, with one hand on the shaft, gave him a sideways glance, and said coldly: "Don't stand still, go forward, and rest when your breath has calmed down! "After speaking, he spread his legs and ran forward like flying. He held the shaft of the car with one hand, but the car went fast and steadily without any bumps.
Luo Daheng stared dumbfounded, and it took him a while to react suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Father! Don't go, do you know where I'm going to take Niu Niu? Daddy! Daddy!" He wanted to rest at this moment Failing that, Daheng Luo took a big step and chased after him.
When Hong Baichuan saw the scene, he knew what was going on, so he immediately drove the cart to the pharmacy of Mr. Chang, the best gynecologist in the county. He didn't dare to make a sound, so he sat anxiously, and the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach didn't feel obvious anymore.
Luo Daheng hurriedly rushed, and finally arrived at Chang's pharmacy. The benevolent old Mr. Chang was twirling his beard and talking to Hong Baichuan: "Hehe, it's okay, this little lady just acted carelessly and got pregnant. Just rest and rest. If Mr. Hong is not at ease, then let the old man tell you what to do." Just give her some anti-abortion and tranquilizing medicine."
Daheng Luo walked in panting heavily, and shouted, "Father! Where's Niu Niu?"
Hong Baichuan ignored him, thanked Mr. Chang, and came out of the room with a straight face. Luo Daheng chased after him again, and said, "Father, where is Niuniu?"
Hong Baichuan snorted coldly, stared at him and said, "Why don't you want your father if you have a wife? Go home for me!"
"I don't!" Luo Daheng cocked his neck and said stubbornly: "If you don't recognize Niuniu, I won't recognize you! Anyway, I just won't go back!"
Hong Baichuan said coldly: "Do you want to go back or not? With a fool like you, can my grandson be born safely? The old man will go home and watch over my grandson."
"Ah?" Luo Daheng thought for a while, finally understood, couldn't help chasing after him, and said, "Father, do you recognize Niu Niu? Oh, I... I will go back with Dad, so what about my mother-in-law, she is alone of… "
Hong Baichuan turned his head angrily, and shouted at him: "I can afford a pig like you, but can't I afford an old woman?"
Hong Baichuan walked away, Luo Daheng stood where he was and thought for a while, then suddenly cheered and chased after him.
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Elder Yichang finally embarked on his return journey, and there were six people returning to the temple with him, each carrying a heavy burden, which was a gift from Ye Xiaotian to the elders.
When he was leaving, Elder Yichang actually felt reluctant to part with him. Elder Yichang thought that this was because he wanted to serve the Venerable, so as to be one step closer to the great Gu God.
Ye Xiaotian smiled and watched Elder Yichang embark on his return journey, he saw Elder Yichang went a long way and was still looking back, he also saw the six warriors who returned to the temple with Elder Yichang, their eyes were full of respect for the others who stayed behind. The envy of my companions.
The seed has been sown, and one day it will germinate.
When Yichang's figure finally disappeared, Doni breathed a sigh of relief, quietly pulled out a pillow from her bosom, and her belly immediately deflated. Seeing it, Ye Xiaotian couldn't help smiling, and whispered into her ear: "Don't worry, let's sow seeds diligently, and they will always bear fruit."
Doni spat on him lightly, her cheeks flushed, facing the sun and the mountain scenery, her flushed pretty face was like a peach blossom washed by the rain.
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It was much quieter in Huxian post station. The war in Yunnan has gradually calmed down. Although the Burmese king is brave and good at fighting, and has countless elephant soldiers under his command, how can Burma be compared with such a behemoth as the Ming Empire with its national strength? Whether it is military strength or economic comparison, the two countries can be described as far apart.
If it was Da Ming who attacked Burma, or he could rely on geographical advantages, harmony of people, and use protracted warfare and guerrilla tactics to drag this behemoth into the quagmire, but now he is attacking Da Ming arrogantly, playing away games, his advantages cannot be brought into play, and his strength is not as good as that of Da Ming. Then it was doomed to fail.
Brothers Liu Ting and Deng Zilong were fiercer than each other. As soon as they arrived in Yunnan, they defeated the main force of the Burmese army at Yaoguan. Then Deng Zilong surrounded the Burmese army in an ambush at Sanjian Mountain and made dumplings for them all at once. Wandian, Gengma and other areas were recovered one by one by Deng Zilong.
Deng Zilong's side fought a big victory, and Liu Ting's side was even more fierce. Liu Ting brandished a big knife and fought all the way to Longchuan. Chieftain Mo also surrendered decisively.
Liu Chen's momentum was like a broken bamboo, and he continued to fight and charge. The two chieftains, Meng Yangsi and Mu Bangsi, made a decisive decision and surrendered decisively. So far, all the land lost in the Ming Dynasty has been taken back, but Liu Ting still doesn't give up, and he comes and doesn't reciprocate indecently. If you can fight over, can't I
So Liu Ting drove the Burmese army's ass into Burma, and went straight to Ava City. Mang Zhuo, the guard of Ava, was already at odds with King Burma. Seeing Liu Dadao being so fierce and leading thousands of troops, he was no match for single-handed fights, nor was he a match for group fights. Even if he was better at reading...he was illiterate.
So, Mang Zhuo began to prepare before Liu Ting came to him. When Liu Ting arrived, Mang Zhuo was standing at the gate of the city. Big fat pig, Mr. Mang has done everything about surrendering and rewarding the three armies in one go.
Under such circumstances, the war has been completely quelled throughout Yunnan, and the consumption of military supplies has also been reduced. The people in Hu County, who are responsible for protecting the road, are naturally greatly relieved, and they are already so tired that they have lost their skin. The county magistrate finally moved back to the county government, and Zhao Yicheng relaxed a lot. At this time, the official letter from the Ministry of Officials appointing Ye Xiaotian as the magistrate of Huxian county finally reached the post station.