Shiliuye Sum and Xie Sanlang didn't mention Yan San again, but just like the shadows and Ling Qingyu, they used white hairbands to tie their hair.
Ling Qingyu's legs, that thin face that they could barely recognize, and that moment of pale anger and unconcealable sadness made them consciously suppress their sadness and anger.
After Yan Qi explained the whole process to them, she only said that if they really wanted to take revenge and take over as their guardians, then they had to train themselves even harder, not only in martial arts but also in mind, so that they could survive One day I will be like Yan San.
Ding Dong came to the General's Mansion in the afternoon, Qian Shi went back and was beaten up by him. At first he wanted to just divorce her, but after knowing that she had met all the big shopkeepers of the Ling family and Heishui officials and generals, Ding Dong decided to directly Take her out to sea and dispose of her overseas. Ding Budong couldn't bear it at first, but later he heard Ding Dong say that she can gossip everywhere in such a vain way, if she returns home and tells people about the Ling family, then not only Ling Qingyu, but the whole Ling family will be in danger, After Ding Budong figured it out, he didn't say much.
Hearing Ding Dong's treatment method, Ling Qingyu was speechless for a moment, but he also knew that although Ding Dong's treatment was cruel, it was the most correct.
This time the Fengshen came back and brought back the remaining silver and gold, as well as a ship full of spices and treasures stored in Lingjia Village.
In view of the fact that the silver building and the spice shop are starting to redevelop, Ling Qingyu asked Ding Dong to hand over all the goods to Cai Jingfang and Zheng Xi, while the silver and gold were transported to Heishuiguan.
With Ling Qingyu's legs like this, both Ding Dong and Fang Nianyuan knew that the trip to Europe would have to be postponed, so Fang Nianyuan asked him to escort the silver and gold over. The Fengshen first went to Hangzhou to unload and load from Hangzhou.
The people left behind by Shen Zhan in Da Zhou gathered another group of laborers, and Ling Qingyu asked the Fengshen to bring them over with a new ship this time, and at the same time let them go, asking them to recruit more people to Lingjia Village, Now not only the important people in Lingjia Village, Australia also wants more.
I also wrote a letter to Zhu Weili and Zhou Tan, asking Lingjia Village to speed up the manufacturing of warships. It turns out that Zhou Tan and Huang Jing's energy is mostly in the foundry. From now on, they must mobilize manpower to start shipbuilding. There is a lot of good wood in Nanyang, and now there are enough minerals, and we can already concentrate on shipbuilding.
With Yang Zhao's consent, this time Fang Nianyuan took away the other 2,000 people from his original battalion. And Guan Xiao asked to go with him to see what the iron guns in Lingjia Village did. After getting the consent of Ling Qingyu and Yang Zhao, he rushed back and took people to Quanzhou to meet up.
After being so busy for two days, Yang Zhao asked Yin Ting'an to pretend to be himself, and quietly went to Mount Wutai with Ling Qingyu.
Regarding the entourage Yang Zhao and Yan Qi discussed many times, and finally Alan made a final decision.
"You sneaked out, and you brought so many people because you want people to know? You are all injured like this, even if something happens with you, will it be useful?" Alan looked at the two of them with hatred "Since it's sneaky, you have to look sneaky. I think you can just bring a driver. I'll bring you enough medicine. Do you know how to change her medicine?"
None of the guards, Alan, who looked like he was a soldier, chose Ying Shisan to be the driver in the end. Ying Shisan's legs have almost recovered, and he can walk normally without crutches, and he is the most alert person. Compared with Su Mu, who was so eye-catching at the first glance, Xie Sanlang, who called Alan and Ling Qingyu to call out the brats as soon as they met, and those sixteen little kids, he was the most reliable.
Yan Qi also understood in her heart that the reason for Alan's doing this was to let Yang Zhao and Ling Qingyu spend more time alone, so that the hard-won knot between the two of them would disappear completely, so she didn't say anything more, just wanted Ye Shiyi to spend more time alone. Follow far behind.
Wutai Mountain is not far from Dai County, but the mountain road is steep and the carriage is not fast.
June is the most prosperous time for Buddhist activities in Wutai Mountain. Although it is the end of the month, there are still many pilgrims coming and going.
This time when he came here, Ling Qingyu didn't take that luxurious cart, but took a temporarily modified ordinary carriage, which was very inconspicuous among the pilgrims.
As soon as he entered the mountain area, it became cold immediately. Yang Zhao wrapped a cloak around Ling Qingyu, poured her a cup of hot tea, sat on the bed, embraced her in his arms, and watched the scenery outside the window with her.
Ling Qingyu looked up at the marks on his neck that were still lingering, and asked, "What did you tell them?" The men looked at her in the wrong way these two days, even when she looked back Sometimes the eyes start to wander.
Yang Zhao chuckled, rubbing his chin on top of her head, and said with a smile, "I just said, this is our boudoir fun."
Ling Qingyu's face suddenly turned pale, remembering that when Alan looked at her, he just gave her the whites of his eyes, and sighed unconsciously: "It's over, my famous name!"
Yang Zhao hugged her tighter, bowed his head to kiss her lips, and thought in his heart, it's best to give up and don't come to rob me.
Ling Qingyu just kissed him lightly and then let go, the window was still wide open, there were still pilgrims passing by outside from time to time, she drew the curtains a little, leaned into his arms, held his slender fingers but took a Lots of calloused hands.
The breeze blew the curtains rattling, and the noisy voices of the pilgrims on the road also came in thinly. Together with the leisurely bells that floated from afar, the carriage seemed peaceful.
"Master, I'm afraid there are too many people in front. I heard that there is a monastery on the mountainside here. How about we go here?" The carriage stopped, and Ying Thirteen opened the small window in front and asked.
Ling Qingyu opened some curtains and saw that besides many carriages outside, there were also many pedestrians rushing in, so she nodded and said, "Okay."
Going around from the path at the foot of the mountain, there are a lot fewer people. There are tall trees on both sides, and the mountain path starts to go up, and there are various wild flowers blooming in it.
After walking for more than an hour, there was only the sound of their horse-drawn carriages on the road in the mountains, the sky had already darkened, and even though there were still bits of light shining in the forest, it was also somewhat cool.
Ying Shisan's brows frowned slightly, and it would be dark in a while. This carriage is not as well-equipped as his own carriage, and it might not be good if he camps outside.
He was hesitating whether to retreat or not, when he saw a red wall protruding from the dense forest on the mountainside in front of him.
Lingpu Temple is not big, in this deep mountain, and far away from the large temple gathering place in Taihuai, there are only less than ten monks, so when Yang Zhao took out four ingots of one hundred taels of silver ingots, all the monks in the temple immediately He smiled and gave them a small courtyard behind the temple.
This small courtyard is a little far from the temple, very remote and quiet, and there are not many rooms, that is, three rooms, with a small kitchen outside. The good news is that there is a small stream flowing not far from it, and there is also an abandoned vegetable garden. There are a lot of loofahs hanging.
Ying Thirteen parked the carriage inside the temple, moved all the things in, and started cleaning.
There is a tall tree next to the red wall on the other side of the temple. The small courtyard here is surrounded by a fence against the red wall, and the ground is only slightly leveled. Ying Shisan moved a chair out of the house, After wiping it clean, Yang Zhao put the cloak on it and asked Ling Qingyu to sit on it, and then helped Ying Shisan to work.
It was almost dusk, and the wind on the mountain was cool, and it was very comfortable to blow on the body. From the temple, the sound of monks chanting scriptures in the evening class and the sound of the wooden fish made Ling Qingyu's heart suddenly calm down.
There is no carriage way from Lingpu Temple to the platform on the top of the mountain, so Yang Zhao carried or carried Ling Qingyu on his back to search for the mountains, or rode up to the platform with Ling Qingyu on horseback, watching the wind and clouds, Look at the wild flowers blooming on the meadow on the platform, and watch the faint clouds spread along the platform, and then cover them all in a mist.
Yang Zhao's back was generous and warm, and the ubiquitous tenderness slowly warmed Ling Qingyu's heart like the clouds and mist that covered the platform.
He helped her bathe, wipe her body, wash her feet, dress her, comb her hair, and carried her to wherever she wanted to go, among the mountains, creeks, dense forests, avoiding crowds, and playing in the wild flowers on the terrace. , Walked in the middle of the night to the top of Dongtaitai to watch the sunrise.
When a red sun erupted from the depths of the sea of clouds, Ling Qingyu, who was lying on Yang Zhao's back, only felt that his chest was filled again, as if there was vitality glowing from there again.
"Qing Yu... I will love you even for Yan San's sake..." Yang Zhao murmured slightly as he looked sideways at the face of the woman lying on her shoulders, which was reflected brilliantly in the rising sun.
The sky began to light up, and more people came to pay respects to the platform. Seeing that the two of them mostly smiled kindly, it was a bit funny.
Ling Qingyu blushed and asked Yang Zhao to go down the mountain.
After raising her for so many days, her legs can already stand for a while, and she can take one or two steps with Yang Zhao's support, but Yang Zhao will not let her stand or walk more, after all, her leg bones were originally If it is crushed, it is better to raise more.
So even though Ling Qingyu blushed and wanted to come down by himself, Yang Zhao ignored him and walked down the steps step by step, as if he didn't see the smiling faces of the people next to him.
"Zhao," Ling Qingyu, who simply gave up shyly and cheekily lying on his back, leaned his head on his shoulder, took up his hair, looked at the wild flowers by the roadside, and said, "If we are all seventy or eighty, Will you still carry me like this?"
"Well, carry you for a lifetime, as long as Zhao still has the breath," Yang Zhao kissed her cheek with his head sideways, and said with a smile, "Not only this life, but Zhao Xiang will carry you for the whole life, okay?"
His eyes were clear, but there was flame-like emotion in his eyes. The softness deep in Ling Qingyu's heart was poked like this, making her eyes bend, and she hugged his neck tightly, nodded and said: "Okay."
Ling Qingyu's voice was very low, but when he heard Yang Zhao's ears, it was like a lightning strike, and the corners of his mouth turned up. Seeing a red wall in front of him, he walked in regardless of what Bodhisattva was enshrined.
Shiliuye Sum and Xie Sanlang didn't mention Yan San again, but just like the shadows and Ling Qingyu, they used white hairbands to tie their hair.
Ling Qingyu's legs, that thin face that they could barely recognize, and that moment of pale anger and unconcealable sadness made them consciously suppress their sadness and anger.
After Yan Qi explained the whole process to them, she only said that if they really wanted to take revenge and take over as their guardians, then they had to train themselves even harder, not only in martial arts but also in mind, so that they could survive One day I will be like Yan San.
Ding Dong came to the General's Mansion in the afternoon, Qian Shi went back and was beaten up by him. At first he wanted to just divorce her, but after knowing that she had met all the big shopkeepers of the Ling family and Heishui officials and generals, Ding Dong decided to directly Take her out to sea and dispose of her overseas. Ding Budong couldn't bear it at first, but later he heard Ding Dong say that she can gossip everywhere in such a vain way, if she returns home and tells people about the Ling family, then not only Ling Qingyu, but the whole Ling family will be in danger, After Ding Budong figured it out, he didn't say much.
Hearing Ding Dong's treatment method, Ling Qingyu was speechless for a moment, but he also knew that although Ding Dong's treatment was cruel, it was the most correct.
This time the Fengshen came back and brought back the remaining silver and gold, as well as a ship full of spices and treasures stored in Lingjia Village.
In view of the fact that the silver building and the spice shop are starting to redevelop, Ling Qingyu asked Ding Dong to hand over all the goods to Cai Jingfang and Zheng Xi, while the silver and gold were transported to Heishuiguan.
With Ling Qingyu's legs like this, both Ding Dong and Fang Nianyuan knew that the trip to Europe would have to be postponed, so Fang Nianyuan asked him to escort the silver and gold over. The Fengshen first went to Hangzhou to unload and load from Hangzhou.
The people left behind by Shen Zhan in Da Zhou gathered another group of laborers, and Ling Qingyu asked the Fengshen to bring them over with a new ship this time, and at the same time let them go, asking them to recruit more people to Lingjia Village, Now not only the important people in Lingjia Village, Australia also wants more.
I also wrote a letter to Zhu Weili and Zhou Tan, asking Lingjia Village to speed up the manufacturing of warships. It turns out that Zhou Tan and Huang Jing's energy is mostly in the foundry. From now on, they must mobilize manpower to start shipbuilding. There is a lot of good wood in Nanyang, and now there are enough minerals, and we can already concentrate on shipbuilding.
With Yang Zhao's consent, this time Fang Nianyuan took away the other 2,000 people from his original battalion. And Guan Xiao asked to go with him to see what the iron guns in Lingjia Village did. After getting the consent of Ling Qingyu and Yang Zhao, he rushed back and took people to Quanzhou to meet up.
After being so busy for two days, Yang Zhao asked Yin Ting'an to pretend to be himself, and quietly went to Mount Wutai with Ling Qingyu.
Regarding the entourage Yang Zhao and Yan Qi discussed many times, and finally Alan made a final decision.
"You sneaked out, and you brought so many people because you want people to know? You are all injured like this, even if something happens with you, will it be useful?" Alan looked at the two of them with hatred "Since it's sneaky, you have to look sneaky. I think you can just bring a driver. I'll bring you enough medicine. Do you know how to change her medicine?"
None of the guards, Alan, who looked like he was a soldier, chose Ying Shisan to be the driver in the end. Ying Shisan's legs have almost recovered, and he can walk normally without crutches, and he is the most alert person. Compared with Su Mu, who was so eye-catching at the first glance, Xie Sanlang, who called Alan and Ling Qingyu to call out the brats as soon as they met, and those sixteen little kids, he was the most reliable.
Yan Qi also understood in her heart that the reason for Alan's doing this was to let Yang Zhao and Ling Qingyu spend more time alone, so that the hard-won knot between the two of them would disappear completely, so she didn't say anything more, just wanted Ye Shiyi to spend more time alone. Follow far behind.
Wutai Mountain is not far from Dai County, but the mountain road is steep and the carriage is not fast.
June is the most prosperous time for Buddhist activities in Wutai Mountain. Although it is the end of the month, there are still many pilgrims coming and going.
This time when he came here, Ling Qingyu didn't take that luxurious cart, but took a temporarily modified ordinary carriage, which was very inconspicuous among the pilgrims.
As soon as he entered the mountain area, it became cold immediately. Yang Zhao wrapped a cloak around Ling Qingyu, poured her a cup of hot tea, sat on the bed, embraced her in his arms, and watched the scenery outside the window with her.
Ling Qingyu looked up at the marks on his neck that were still lingering, and asked, "What did you tell them?" The men looked at her in the wrong way these two days, even when she looked back Sometimes the eyes start to wander.
Yang Zhao chuckled, rubbing his chin on top of her head, and said with a smile, "I just said, this is our boudoir fun."
Ling Qingyu's face suddenly turned pale, remembering that when Alan looked at her, he just gave her the whites of his eyes, and sighed unconsciously: "It's over, my famous name!"
Yang Zhao hugged her tighter, bowed his head to kiss her lips, and thought in his heart, it's best to give up and don't come to rob me.
Ling Qingyu just kissed him lightly and then let go, the window was still wide open, there were still pilgrims passing by outside from time to time, she drew the curtains a little, leaned into his arms, held his slender fingers but took a Lots of calloused hands.
The breeze blew the curtains rattling, and the noisy voices of the pilgrims on the road also came in thinly. Together with the leisurely bells that floated from afar, the carriage seemed peaceful.
"Master, I'm afraid there are too many people in front. I heard that there is a monastery on the mountainside here. How about we go here?" The carriage stopped, and Ying Thirteen opened the small window in front and asked.
Ling Qingyu opened some curtains and saw that besides many carriages outside, there were also many pedestrians rushing in, so she nodded and said, "Okay."
Going around from the path at the foot of the mountain, there are a lot fewer people. There are tall trees on both sides, and the mountain path starts to go up, and there are various wild flowers blooming in it.
After walking for more than an hour, there was only the sound of their horse-drawn carriages on the road in the mountains, the sky had already darkened, and even though there were still bits of light shining in the forest, it was also somewhat cool.
Ying Shisan's brows frowned slightly, and it would be dark in a while. This carriage is not as well-equipped as his own carriage, and it might not be good if he camps outside.
He was hesitating whether to retreat or not, when he saw a red wall protruding from the dense forest on the mountainside in front of him.
Lingpu Temple is not big, in this deep mountain, and far away from the large temple gathering place in Taihuai, there are only less than ten monks, so when Yang Zhao took out four ingots of one hundred taels of silver ingots, all the monks in the temple immediately He smiled and gave them a small courtyard behind the temple.
This small courtyard is a little far from the temple, very remote and quiet, and there are not many rooms, that is, three rooms, with a small kitchen outside. The good news is that there is a small stream flowing not far from it, and there is also an abandoned vegetable garden. There are a lot of loofahs hanging.
Ying Thirteen parked the carriage inside the temple, moved all the things in, and started cleaning.
There is a tall tree next to the red wall on the other side of the temple. The small courtyard here is surrounded by a fence against the red wall, and the ground is only slightly leveled. Ying Shisan moved a chair out of the house, After wiping it clean, Yang Zhao put the cloak on it and asked Ling Qingyu to sit on it, and then helped Ying Shisan to work.
It was almost dusk, and the wind on the mountain was cool, and it was very comfortable to blow on the body. From the temple, the sound of monks chanting scriptures in the evening class and the sound of the wooden fish made Ling Qingyu's heart suddenly calm down.
There is no carriage way from Lingpu Temple to the platform on the top of the mountain, so Yang Zhao carried or carried Ling Qingyu on his back to search for the mountains, or rode up to the platform with Ling Qingyu on horseback, watching the wind and clouds, Look at the wild flowers blooming on the meadow on the platform, and watch the faint clouds spread along the platform, and then cover them all in a mist.
Yang Zhao's back was generous and warm, and the ubiquitous tenderness slowly warmed Ling Qingyu's heart like the clouds and mist that covered the platform.
He helped her bathe, wipe her body, wash her feet, dress her, comb her hair, and carried her to wherever she wanted to go, among the mountains, creeks, dense forests, avoiding crowds, and playing in the wild flowers on the terrace. , Walked in the middle of the night to the top of Dongtaitai to watch the sunrise.
When a red sun erupted from the depths of the sea of clouds, Ling Qingyu, who was lying on Yang Zhao's back, only felt that his chest was filled again, as if there was vitality glowing from there again.
"Qing Yu... I will love you even for Yan San's sake..." Yang Zhao murmured slightly as he looked sideways at the face of the woman lying on her shoulders, which was reflected brilliantly in the rising sun.
The sky began to light up, and more people came to pay respects to the platform. Seeing that the two of them mostly smiled kindly, it was a bit funny.
Ling Qingyu blushed and asked Yang Zhao to go down the mountain.
After raising her for so many days, her legs can already stand for a while, and she can take one or two steps with Yang Zhao's support, but Yang Zhao will not let her stand or walk more, after all, her leg bones were originally If it is crushed, it is better to raise more.
So even though Ling Qingyu blushed and wanted to come down by himself, Yang Zhao ignored him and walked down the steps step by step, as if he didn't see the smiling faces of the people next to him.
"Zhao," Ling Qingyu, who simply gave up shyly and cheekily lying on his back, leaned his head on his shoulder, took up his hair, looked at the wild flowers by the roadside, and said, "If we are all seventy or eighty, Will you still carry me like this?"
"Well, carry you for a lifetime, as long as Zhao still has the breath," Yang Zhao kissed her cheek with his head sideways, and said with a smile, "Not only this life, but Zhao Xiang will carry you for the whole life, okay?"
His eyes were clear, but there was flame-like emotion in his eyes. The softness deep in Ling Qingyu's heart was poked like this, making her eyes bend, and she hugged his neck tightly, nodded and said: "Okay."
Ling Qingyu's voice was very low, but when he heard Yang Zhao's ears, it was like a lightning strike, and the corners of his mouth turned up. Seeing a red wall in front of him, he walked in regardless of what Bodhisattva was enshrined.