Cui Ying'er carefully thought about Cheng Qiyun's words and nodded heavily: "I think we should do as Sister says!"
Cheng Qiyun was overjoyed. Cui Ying'er had been opposing her all day long. When she said to go east, Cui Ying'er insisted on going west. This time, she was finally willing to listen to her.
Cheng Qiyun immediately said: "Alright, then send someone to get in touch with Queen Yin Qi of the Duoyan Guards. You can try to get in touch with the tribe leader of that small tribe. Yin Qi must find out how the imperial court will react to her accepting the alliance with you. I will immediately go back and write to Daren. If Queen Yin Qi tries to get in touch with the Liaodong garrison, we can give her a hint. If she sends someone into the court, Daren will have to deal with it. "
Cui Ying'er smiled: "Alright! I will send someone who is eloquent to get in touch. Since I have already become sworn brothers with Bayan once, I can just become sworn brothers with Queen Yin Qi again and join forces to fight against the enemy! "
Cheng Qiyun rolled her eyes at her: "How are you going to do that? Bow to heaven and earth? You are a man now, not a woman! "
"Ah!" Red Madam slapped her forehead and laughed heartily.
Cheng Qiyun also couldn't help but laugh: "Besides, you and Bayan Meng became sworn brothers. If you betray him and form an alliance with Yin Qi, will she still trust you? If you use this move, it will definitely backfire. You must not do that. "
Cui Ying'er smiled: "Sister is right. I did not think it through. Looks like we can only slowly get in touch."
Cheng Qiyun frowned: "Although the strength of the three Duoyan Guards is not weaker than Bayan and Huo Xi, they are all used for internal strife. Queen Yin Qi's actual control is limited due to the internal strife. If she wants to unify the strength of the three guards, she urgently needs a strong support to expand her power and influence. Therefore, it is good for you to get in touch with her.
However, this is also the difficulty. Queen Yin Qi took over the throne in a hurry because of the sudden death of her father and brother. Not only does she not have much influence in the other two guards, even within the Duoyan Guards, some of the arrogant soldiers may not be respectful. The ruler of the grasslands was all about strength. She was able to sit in her current position because Hua Dang's influence had not completely disappeared. Secondly, Bai Yin of the Fuyu Guards had given her unstinting support.
However, Bai Yin's current actions showed that he was becoming more and more ambitious. He was no longer just an assistant minister. Given Queen Yin Qi's current situation, if she did not change her mind, she would be replaced within the next three to five years. However, if she did not borrow external forces properly, it would lead to an internal war and she would immediately be trapped in a perilous situation.
She is a girl who has never been exposed to political intrigue. She is in such a dangerous place and has never been exposed to political intrigue. It is not easy to win her trust and make her brave enough to use your power to suppress the ambitious two guards and reunite the three Duoyan guards. "
Cui Ying 'er raised her eyebrows and said awkwardly, "So troublesome? Hmm … this is much more difficult than when I barged into the Taihang Mountains alone and tamed those Taihang Horses. Whoever wins will be the boss. Do we have to coax her like she's a child? "
Cui Ying'er imagined herself smiling obsequiously, stroking a little girl's hair like a big brother, coaxing her in a soft voice, and couldn't help but have goosebumps. She glanced at Adeni and asked, "By the way, how would such a thing be resolved in your place?"
Adeni was using a small silver knife to cut a piece of delicious lamb. When she heard this, she dropped the knife and gracefully and ladylike grabbed a wet towel to wipe her oily chin. She then said gently, "You have asked the right person. We have a way to deal with this kind of thing. Simply put, it is a political marriage."
"Political marriage? Marriage … marriage? "
"Yes! Political marriage is very popular in our place. It is very marketable and effective. For example, Prince Aragorn married Princess Isabella of Castille. Our king married Princess Juana of Castille as his queen. This is a political marriage. Fortunately, Prince Aragorn also received the whole of Castille as a dowry and became King of the Two Sicilies.
The nobles of the Western countries are best at playing with marriage politics. Maximilian was the most successful in playing with political marriages among the Hapsburg family. He originally owned the lands of Austria, Styria, and part of Alsace. Through his first political marriage, he obtained the Netherlands and Burgundy, and after the death of his first wife, he obtained the Duchy of Milan through marriage.
Finally, he married his son to a mentally retarded daughter of the Prince Aragorn I mentioned just now. Eight years ago, his grandson, the grandson of Prince Aragorn, a child named Charlie, was born. Since Prince Aragorn had no sons, this child will be the heir of two kingdoms.
He will inherit Spain, Germany, the Netherlands, the Duchy of Milan, and all of southern Italy. He will become King of Spain and Holy Roman Emperor. "
Adeni shrugged and said: "Although I am only a baron, it can be expected that if my family had not participated in the rebellion and forced me to flee, I would now be married to some marquis or count for the benefit of my family with my fief."
Cheng Qiyun said with a smile: "In fact, you are now married to a duke, which is much better than you expected. But it is a pity that you did not bring your fief. I think you can find an opportunity to beg His Excellency to find a way to have your family's sins be pardoned by your king, your fief be reclaimed, and your fief be built into a villa. In the future, when you have nothing to do, you can beg His Excellency to take you back for a tour. "
Adeni could tell that she was teasing her. She rolled her eyes and picked up the small silver knife again. While fiercely cutting the mutton, she thought bitterly in her heart, "You only know how to bully me. On the way back, I still have to praise Red Lady, eight times a day! I will praise! I will cut! "
Cheng Qiyun said to Cui Ying'er with a smile: "This is a good idea. Yin Qi, that little girl, is at the marriageable age. Bai Yin of Fu Yu Wei has been using both carrot and stick to force her to marry her son. I think this is also her idea. Hmm! Marriage is the fastest and easiest way to gain the trust of both sides. Unfortunately, this method is for the leaders of both sides to marry. Yin Qi is a queen, and you have no suitable candidate here. "
Cui Ying'er said proudly: "She calls herself queen, do you think I can't? Whether it is military strength or territory, I am not inferior to the territory and troops directly controlled by Queen Yin Qi Qiqige. Ordinary generals can't do it, but can Feng Lei and Jing Fuer also not do it? They are my right-hand men, below me and above tens of thousands of people. They are generals with a large number of troops. In terms of status, they are not inferior to Bai Yin's son. "
Speak of the devil. At this moment, a maid reported from the door: "Reporting to the Queen, General Jing Fuer asks for an audience."
Jing Fuer knew that she was a girl and did not need to be reserved. Cui Ying'er raised her voice: "Please come in!"
Jing Fuer walked into the tent and saw Cheng Qiyun and Adeni. She quickly cupped her fists and greeted: "Greetings to Your Highness, Lady A, and Miss Cheng!"
Cui Ying'er said: "General Jing, please sit. Why have you returned?"
Jing Fuer was currently guarding Sang Beizi Mountain on the north bank of the Krulun River. The south bank was Boyan Mengke's sphere of influence. Cui Ying'er had placed this brave general there to guard against Boyan Mengke's sudden advance north. At the same time, it was the spring plowing season. The Krulun River valley at the foot of Sang Beizi Mountain had a large amount of fertile land suitable for growing crops.
Cui Ying'er understood that the Mongolian tribes completely relied on the weather and herding for a living. Once they encountered snow, drought, or insect infestation, the entire tribe would fall into a difficult situation. The grain produced by the same area of land could feed several times more people than the cattle and sheep raised on the pasture. Therefore, she was taking advantage of the warm spring to open up a large number of fields in the Krulun River valley and the Krulun River valley. Jing Fuer had rushed over at such an important time, so there must be something important.
Jing Fuer had grown a very rough beard, thick eyebrows, and wide eyes, giving him an awe-inspiring appearance. He was dressed like a Mongolian man, and his bronze skin looked like it was cast from copper and iron. Just from his appearance, it was already difficult to distinguish whether he was a Mongolian or a Han.
Jing Fuer poured himself a cup of horse milk wine and gulped it down. He was now very used to drinking something that he had to pinch his nose to drink.
After Jing Fuer finished drinking, he wiped his mouth and said: "I have sent back a batch of horns, tendons, bones, and skin. At the same time, I have to bring back a batch of arrows. It is inconvenient to move around in the winter, and this subordinate has not returned to the main camp for a long time, so this time I have come to escort them. That's right, the horse scouts that this subordinate sent to the south bank have also heard some news that is very beneficial to us. "
Cui Ying'er's spirits rose, and she hurriedly said: "Quickly tell me, what news is it?"
Jing Fuer said: "Queen Yinqi of the Duoyan Third Guard has released news that starting from the fourth of June, there will be a Nadam Conference on the grasslands of the Duoyan Third Guard. It will last for ten days …"
Cheng Qiyun interrupted: "Yinqi is currently suffering from internal and external troubles, and she still has the mood to hold such a big Nadam Conference?"
Jing Fuer drank another cup of wine. After listening to Cheng Qiyun's words, he grinned and said: "Miss Cheng, this Queen has announced that the person who can win the three men's arts at the Nadam Conference will be her husband. When this news spread, the entire grasslands are boiling, and all the heroes and warriors are rubbing their palms together."
Adeni asked curiously: "What three men's arts?"
"Replying to Madam, it is wrestling, horse racing, and archery. However, my people have heard that the Queen's candidate has already been decided. It is the son of the leader of the Fu Yu Guards, Bai Yin. Bai Yin's son is an outstanding warrior in the Duoyan Third Guard. Adding on Bai Yin's influence, how can the candidate for the Queen's husband escape? Queen Yinqi is making such a big fuss, it seems like she is demonstrating to Huo Xi, Wa La, and Bo Yan that the Duoyan Third Guard has made peace! "
"No! Impossible! "Cheng Qiyun shook her head repeatedly:" Everyone knows of Bai Yin's ambition. Yinqi still needs Bai Yin's support and has no choice but to feign civility. How can she be willing to be swallowed up by Bai Yin? Moreover, the Tai Ning Guard is willing to submit to the Duoyan Guard, but has always been at odds with the Fu Yu Guard. Once Queen Yinqi marries the Fu Yu Tribe, the Tai Ning Guard's Aguda Mu will definitely lean towards Bo Yan. The Duoyan Third Guard will then fall apart. How can Yinqi be willing to let her father's years of hard work go to waste? "
Then the Nadam Conference? What is the difference between that and a martial arts competition to find a spouse? Using such a hasty method to decide one's marriage, once it is delayed, it will be too late for regrets. Cui Ying 'er had suffered from this before. She did not believe that a tribe leader would use such a gambling method to choose a husband.
Cui Ying 'er thought for a while and said: "I am also very suspicious. Marriage is so important. Since she already has someone she likes, why is there a need to hold the Nadam Conference? Directly announcing the marriage at the Nadam Conference, with the leaders of the three guards standing on the stage, won't it prove that the Duoyan Third Guard has reconciled?
Moreover, there is always someone better than you. What if someone wins against Bai Yin's son? Under the watchful eyes of everyone, all the major tribes are watching. No matter how powerful Bai Yin is, can she go against the heavens? In my opinion, this is because Yinqi does not want to marry and can't deal with Bai Yin's repeated coercion. That's why she did this. As for whether she has someone else she likes or wants to drag it out for a while, no one knows. "
Cheng Qiyun's eyes turned and she smiled: "The future of the Duoyan Third Guard is very important to us. We cannot ignore it. How about we also send people to participate? Act according to the situation and think of a way to destroy this' good thing 'to prevent the three guards from splitting. Of course, it would be best if we can bring the beauty home. "
"Then … who will be the one to do it?"
Cui Ying 'er, Adeni, and the three of them looked at each other, then turned their gazes to Jing Fuer.
Jing Fu 'er was holding down his large beard and drinking like an ox. Seeing the three women's beautiful eyes staring at him, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. He looked at his body and didn't find anything wrong. Jing Fu' er was about to ask when Cui Ying 'er nodded her head and said with a smile, "En, not bad. Strong as a lion, majestic and awe-inspiring. This body is like a hero of the grasslands."
Jing Fuer grinned. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that the wangye was like a livestock dealer, as if he was bragging to his customers about how strong and powerful his cattle were, or maybe he was gathering the four hooves of his fat pig and carrying it to the market to attract customers.
Cheng Qiyun also had a very 'benevolent' smile on her face as she repeatedly said, "Mmm, most of the girls on the grassland like men who are rough and fierce, with the backs of tigers and waists of bears. General Jing's appearance, martial arts, and status are indeed worthy of her."
Adeni picked up the sharp silver knife and pressed the tip of the knife against the plate. Baring her white teeth, she only said three words: "I think it's possible!"
Jing Fuer's hairs all stood up. He stammered: "Your Highness, you … what did you say?"
Cui Ying 'er said: "Queen Yin Qi is publicly choosing a husband. Jing Fuer, do you have the confidence to win and get a wife?"
"This … Your Highness, although the Damu Assembly is open to everyone regardless of race or age, it does not include enemy tribes. We are Boyan's people. If we show our faces, we will be chased and killed."
Cui Ying 'er said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about this. We will now start contacting the three tribes of Duo Yan. When we appear at the Damu Assembly, we will not be enemies. Do you have the ability to marry that Queen Duo Yan and make her the wife of our White Clothed Army! "
"En … …" Jing Fuer stroked his iron-like beard as he calculated: "I heard that Queen Yin Qi was a beauty since she was young. Now that she is growing up, her appearance is becoming more and more beautiful. She is not inferior to the original pearl of the grasslands, Serimu Zhuo 'er. It is reasonable to marry her … …
But her position is higher than mine. A man is indomitable. If he marries a wife with a higher position than him, how can he face others? Wouldn't he be unable to raise his head for the rest of his life? Besides, if she marries over, wouldn't that mean I have to chase away my concubines? "
They had already conquered and fallen many tribes in their campaigns on the grasslands. In those tribes, there were some Han female slaves and some women of the tribes' nobles. They were all quite beautiful. Jing Fuer, as the main general, was in a favorable position. Now he had five or six beautiful and gentle women in his room. It was painful for him to give up a forest for a big tree.
This matter had not even begun and Jing Fuer was already racking his brain over a man's dignity and whether or not he should guard a big tree.
Cui Ying 'er saw that he kept silent and felt embarrassed. She thought that Jing Fuer did not dare to compete with the top Mongolian warriors in horsemanship, archery and wrestling. She had just boasted to Cheng Qiyun about how good her subordinates were. Now she was secretly mocking her?
Cui Ying 'er's face darkened and said: "Why? Are you afraid of the strength of the Duoyan Guards, or are you worried that you will not be able to conquer Queen Yin Qi? "
"En?" Jing Fuer heard Cui Ying 'er's words and a wave of anger rushed up. He lifted his beard and glared at her. Spittle flew everywhere as he said: "Afraid? Why would I be afraid? In my eyes, their warriors are just a bunch of chickens and dogs! What's so great about Queen Yin Qi? I can conquer the fiercest horse on the grasslands. Do you think I can't conquer a little girl like her? If I don't beat her for three days, she will go up the roof and tear the tiles. If she doesn't obediently become a wife, I will beat her eight times a day! "
Cheng Qiyun's eyes were a little dazed. She cleared her throat and laughed dryly at Cui Ying 'er. "Uh … Sister Ying' er, I think … General Feng Lei can also be considered?"
Adni hurriedly nodded and said: "I agree!"
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Hangzhou, at the foot of Lonely Mountain, the Emperor was walking.
"Today's play was really fun. Ah, my body is tired. Fu Bao, go back and take a bath." Tang Yixian said with a smile.
"Yes, I want to walk in the forest. Imperial Noble Consort, please go first." Zhang Fubao quickly said.
"Okay, Yongfu, Yongchun, Xiang 'er, let's go." Tang Yixian nodded slightly and led the three princesses to the backyard. Zhang Fubao sighed inexplicably and gently stepped into the bamboo forest.
In the garden, there were nine winding corridors, birds were singing and flowers were fragrant. Stepping on the soft grass, passing by a small bridge and flowing water, walking through the clear sunshine, gentle spring breeze, bamboo leaves swaying, fragrant bamboo forest. Birds were singing in their ears, the spring water splashing, the green bamboo swaying in front of them, the atmosphere was incomparably quiet and elegant.
The clothes were also fluttering, the person was also fluttering, eyes like autumn water, eyebrows like distant mountains. In the bamboo forest, the tall and slender Fu Bao was like a willow in the wind, graceful and graceful with a bit of gentleness.
Fu Bao gently sat down on a tilted rock by the clear spring water, holding her chin and looking at the swaying red lotus in the lake, her delicate face faintly showing a touch of spring sorrow.
The little girl had something on her mind. She was kissed by Yang Ling in the alchemy room of the Taoist Master's mansion, wore the clothes he bought for her in Wansong Academy, including the undergarments. Seeing each other day and night, feelings grew. The little girl who was once young and inexperienced was now gradually in love. She didn't know how many times she had thought about her marriage.
It was hard for her to deceive herself and ignore the four verses of the gatha. She didn't know when it started, but she secretly looked at Yang Ling. She already unconsciously looked at him with the eyes and feelings of examining her future husband. She looked at him talking and laughing with Yongfu and Xiang 'er. When she was by Tang YiXian's side, her smile would unconsciously stiffen, her heart would unconsciously ache, her heart would quietly fall.
Holding her cheek, she faintly fell into a trance. The swaying reflection in the water was like her struggling heart.
She didn't know why she was struggling and resisting, "Actually … that guy doesn't even know he is the one in my life, so what am I blaming him for? Should I blame fate? Or do I not like him? Why don't I like him? I … do I like him or not? "
"Ai! Bao 'er, you are looking for trouble! "Fu Bao picked up a stone and threw it into the water, suddenly resenting herself.
When she went out today, she passed by a place. That place was now the residence of a Hangzhou nobleman, but two years ago, it was the residence of Hangzhou's guardian court eunuch, Mo Qinghe.
Looking at that place, the memories that had once been indifferent suddenly came back. The feelings that she had once been unable to experience when she was a young girl were now being carefully chewed on, like a gurgling stream, trickling by trickle, converging into a rolling wave in her heart.
"Daren, there are no chairs here. Daren can rest for a while on this praying mat."
"Why must I sit in front of Buddha? Could it be that this praying mat has some trick? "
"Haha, it's just a praying mat that can replace a chair, what trick can it have?"
"What are you guys doing, using a praying mat to fight?"
"Don't go over!" It was as if Yang Ling's shout rang in Zhang Fubao's ears again. Her body unconsciously trembled.
She walked over, and Mo Qinghe pulled the mechanism. The incense burner in front of the table split open. Yang Ling grabbed her, but she brought him to the entrance of the cave. One of his arms was cut open by the sharp edges of the pig iron at the entrance of the cave.
"People say that when a blunt knife cuts flesh, it should be painful, right? His flesh was cut open by the sharp edges of the folding board. How painful must it be? "Thinking of this, Zhang Fubao's delicate eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
Blood flowed down her sleeves. Eunuch Mo's people wanted to kill him, and his people stood in front of him, but Eunuch Mo always grabbed her and didn't abandon her to escape. A lot of blood flowed down her sleeves, to her neck, to her chest, to her thighs …
Fu Bao clearly remembered that when she took a bath and changed her clothes, she looked at the scabbed and blackened bloodstains on her body. She was frightened and a little disgusted because she loved cleanliness. At that time, she only cared about jumping into the water to wash it clean, but she didn't feel grateful to others.
"Bao 'er, you have no conscience!" Fu Bao raised her eyebrows at the charming face next to the green lotus leaves in the water. Her red lips moved and she said silently.
An annoying spring breeze blew, and her hair brushed against her face. Fu Bao suddenly thought, "Love, what does it feel like? Am I destined to be his woman? Man …, I … Should I move back to the Taoist temple? "
Another gust of wind came, the red lotus swayed, and the beautiful silk sleeves rose. A faint singing came from the red boat on West Lake, "On the third day of the third month when the cardamom blossoms, a worm burrows into it …"
Fu Bao's face suddenly turned red. She spat on the beautiful woman in the water, who was more charming than the red lotus flowers. She stood up in a panic and lifted her skirt to leave. Her embroidered shoes slipped, and she almost fell into the water …
* * *
"What am I doing in his study? Thanking him for saving my life two years ago? " Zhang Fubao thought about it and thought it was funny. She didn't know how she came here in a daze. Fortunately, he went out. Otherwise, if she asked, she would have died of embarrassment.
Zhang Fubao sat on Yang Ling's rosewood chair and pushed her butt a few times. She jumped up and went around the table and the screen. Just as she was about to push open the door to go out, she suddenly heard voices coming from the courtyard. That voice was Yang Ling's. She suddenly panicked. The uneasiness and inexplicable feelings in her heart made her walk over as if she was sleepwalking. Once she heard Yang Ling's voice, she didn't have the courage to see him.
Zhang Fubao looked around and immediately hid behind the screen. She ducked behind the antique flower rack and squatted down. Her heart was beating fast. She had just opened her mouth to take a breath when Yang Ling pushed open the door and walked in. She quickly closed her mouth again.
"Where is the Emperor?" Yang Ling asked as soon as he returned to the West Stride Courtyard. The servant in the mansion hurriedly replied, "The Emperor invited the Celestial Master to come. He is in the backyard asking the Celestial Master for advice on meditation."
"Oh!" Yang Ling led the two people to the study. The guard chased and shouted, "Duke, the young Celestial Master was here just now."
"Where is he?"
"In the study!"
"Oh!"
Yang Ling pushed the door into the study and saw that the room was empty. Zhang Fubao was not there. He looked into the small bedroom in the study and saw that there was no one there. He shouted, "Fu Bao, are you there?"
Zhang Fubao held the hem of her dress and squatted on the ground. She didn't dare to say a word. Yang Ling said to himself, "Already left? What's the matter with this girl? Oh! Forget it, let's talk business. You two sit down. "
"Yes, thank you, Your Excellency." The two trusted aides took their seats, and Yang Ling said to one of them, "Sha Hua, I had wanted to bring you to meet the Emperor on this long journey, but since the Emperor is meditating, then forget it. Go back and prepare. Franco will be returning to the West soon. The West is now the world of Spain and Portugal. You two will go back with them and understand everything there.
You need to pay attention to all aspects. Set up a trading bureau and send people to collect all the information in the other country. But if there is something you are good at, you must not let it go. Whether it is bribery, theft, or anything clever, you must find a way to get the manufacturing secrets. If you can't get the technology, then find a way to get the people who know the technology to come back.
For example, the 'Qian Li Yan' we are making now. It is too expensive to use natural crystals. As far as I know, there are glassware in the West. It is cheap and has the shape and quality of transparent crystal. You must find a way to get this technology. "
"Yes!"
"Well, do a good job. Each group of people will be stationed for three years and will be replaced every three years. Those who return with something will be rewarded and put in an important position."
Yang Ling turned to the other person and said, "You just came back from the border. How is the situation there?"
"Duke Xing, the situation outside the border is still good. This is a harsh winter, and the parties are unable to make any large movements, so they are relatively peaceful. However, Yang Ying has taken this opportunity to use us to provide supplies and blindly go on a punitive expedition. After this harsh winter, he has already seized a large piece of land. Lord Cheng has a detailed letter for you. "
"Oh?" Yang Ling hurriedly took it and said, "Sha Hua, go back and do your work. When the Franco Kingdom's envoy returns, our return mission will go with them. Remember to collect information along the way. All the customs and sea charts must be recorded in detail. Go."
He smiled and nodded to the spy from outside the border. He said, "Ask my guards to arrange a place for you to stay. I have something to ask you after reading the letter. Also, there are two 'Qian Li Yan'. Bring them back when you leave. Go and rest first."
The two men cupped their hands in salute and left. The study immediately became quiet.
Yang Ling opened the letter and quietly read it. After reading the letter, Yang Ling let out a long sigh, still thinking about the last paragraph, and said, "Bayan is gradually becoming fearful, and Walla wants to get rid of him as soon as possible. Even though Red Lady is developing quickly, she is surrounded by danger, and I am deeply worried. I will set off to discuss countermeasures with Hong Niangzi. I will report to you when I have a detailed plan. "
Yang Ling was worried and thought, "Because of Ying 'er's rapid rise, the forces of the grassland will enter the decisive battle earlier. But Ying 'er's development is so rapid that even Bo Yan is wary of her. If she loses this mysterious support, once Wa La and Fire Sieve attack her with all their might, and Bo Yan doesn't care, then she … will she … "
Cui Ying 'er's situation … Yang Ling started to worry. He raised his head and thought of the ups and downs he had gone through these few years. He thought of the new situation in the imperial court that was changing with each passing day. He thought of Ying' er who fought on the battlefield in the bitter cold for him without any regrets. He also thought of Qiyun and Adeni. He sighed in distress, "I, Yang Ling, should not have been born in this world. But God has allowed me to enjoy the glory and wealth of the mortal world, creating this magnificent and famous career. Now that I have passed the two-year calamity, I think there shouldn't be any more big hurdles in my life?! "
Zhang Fubao who was hiding behind the cabinet thought, "You finally said it, 'should not have been born in this world'? You are indeed a person who has gone against the heavens and changed your fate. You have a tyrannical fate of killing all your life and snatching the fortune of others. You are still worried that your future will be rough? Then how can other people live? "
Yang Ling said again, "God has mercy, allowing so many beautiful and intelligent women to fall in love with me. They have deep feelings for me, and I also hope to be able to stay with them day and night and grow old together. Speaking of these women who are fated with me, the one I owe the most is her. At that time, we met in a hurry, and immediately after, I was in the capital, and she was thousands of miles away. At that time, who would have thought that we were fated? "
Zhang Fubao's heart suddenly jumped, and his body couldn't help but tremble, "He … who is he talking about? He already knows? Was it the expert who extended his life who told him this? Is he talking about me? "
Yang Ling thought of all the things that happened between him and Red Lady. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his voice also softened, "When we first met in the capital, I did not have any thoughts about you. It was … it was only when we suffered a disaster together and almost lost our lives that I … that I had such feelings for you."
Zhang Fubao's knees trembled. Her name was on the verge of coming out. If he wasn't talking about her, who else could he be talking about?
"It turned out that … it turned out that he was not without affection for me. He didn't regard me as a silly girl without any charm. At that time … at that time, he already had feelings for me? Hehe … at that time, I was only twelve, this old pervert! "
Zhang Fubao knew that she shouldn't laugh now. Even if she wasn't angry, she should show some restraint, but she didn't know why she thought it was so funny. Not only was she amused, but even the corners of her mouth were also smiling. She had no choice but to cover her face with her sleeves in embarrassment.
Yang Ling closed his eyes and faintly said, "If we didn't hold each other tightly at that time, now … alas, now I'm afraid I would have already fallen to my death and become a pile of bones in the cave. Although the affairs of the world are hard to predict, the heavens are still looking out for me. Since we have been linked by fate, then this is the will of the heavens! "
"In the heavens and on the earth, the heavens are the highest. If the heavens want you to be my woman, then no one can take you away!" Yang Ling clenched his fists and chanted in his heart, "Even if he is the King of Hell!"
He suddenly stood up and hurriedly paced a few steps. In his heart, he thought, "Even so, I can't just blindly rely on the will of the heavens. I can't let these girls fight alone in the wolf's den. I must think of some way! Right now, I can't send out my troops, but this doesn't mean that I can't do anything. I can fight the first battle, the second battle, and the third battle. As long as I have the right strategy, one plan and one plan is worth a hundred thousand troops! "
Thinking of this, Yang Ling hurriedly walked out.
Zhang Fubao squatted behind the shelf for a long time before she stood up anxiously. She held onto the antique shelf and panted. She was already tempted and had gradually accepted the will of the heavens. How could she stand Yang Ling's domineering and manly words?
Her little hands and legs seemed to be numb from sleep, and her blood vessels had not come back to life. She trembled as she held onto the shelf and realized that there was a piece of red silk covering something in her hand. She pulled it and took a look. Zhang Fubao couldn't help but stare, "It's over, Grandpa Laojun, Bao 'er is finished …!"
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