Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

"Yan San? Are you really okay? Let's rest a few more days before leaving." Seeing that Yan San's expression was wrong, Ling Qingyu probed his hand and touched his head. Compared to Yan San's search all night in the rainstorm, he still broke. If you have two ribs, it is not a trivial matter if you have a fever and become inflamed.

The tentacles were really hot. Without waiting for Yan to say again, Ling Qingyu stood up and asked Yan Qi to send him back to the room and then called the doctor.

Doctor Mao was called over before he went back a moment, and then stretched out his hand, and after receiving a pill of silver, he put the packaged medicine in his hand on the table and said, "Hey, I know I have to come back, look, I have prepared all the medicine, don’t worry, if the medicine goes down, the fever will definitely go away."

Yan Qi looked at him with a black face, can't you finish the treatment at once?

With his hands behind his back and humming a small song, Doctor Mao happily returned to his medical clinic, and was invited by the county government.

A tough guy again! Doctor Mao sighed in his heart and wiped off his sweat. After this man’s leg bone was broken, he went through some toss. If he wants to heal it completely, he needs to rebuild the bone and then connect the bone. The process is very painful, and the problem of Doctor Mao is, If you don't tell me to be anesthetized, I will take it as if you can bear it. The hand is very fierce. This official is tough, let alone a grunt, he can actually laugh.

Doctor Mao likes tough guys. After he connected his bones, he helped to get his veins down. Uh, it was raining. Uh, the energy was damaged. Uh, it must be what is still in the rain, and what can be done in the rain after a broken leg, Tough guy!

After receiving the money and prescribing the medicine, Doctor Mao left without saying more.

Zhao Yinfeng was placed in his home by the county magistrate. He only brought some guards. Most of the iron cavalry remained in the barracks. First, he wrote a few letters and sent people to his trusted generals. After breaking his leg, he had a fever when Zhao Yinfeng remembered to send someone to find the village girl.

It’s just that Doctor Mao finished the medicine but didn’t wait for the county government to send someone again. As soon as he inquired, the county magistrate went to another doctor in the west of the city. He was so angry that he thought, that doctor was just a straw bag. Just wait and see. The tough guy I treated will be fine the day after tomorrow. I will treat you with a straw bag. You can lie down for half a month!

On the third day, Yan San's fever subsided.

Yang Zhao returned to Daixian by visiting the seriously ill Zhao Yinfeng. First, he went to the yard to send Ling Qingyu. Nowadays, when things are troublesome, Yang Zhao is not blatant to send it off, just watching them install the car in the yard. He wrapped the cloak around her, hugged her tightly for a moment, then resisted, stood at the gate of the yard watching her get in the car, lowered the curtain, and then the carriage went away.

"General." He Li stood outside the door and watched them go away. He turned his head and saw that Yang Zhao looked wrong and called out.

"It's okay, let's go see General Zhao." Yang Zhao said calmly, pressing down the pain in my heart.

Zhao Yinfeng was still in the middle of a high fever, and everyone was a little confused. Seeing Yang Zhao coming, he thought that there was something to tell him, but he was confused again.

"If General Zhao has any needs, just mention it to us." Walking out of the house, Yang Zhao smiled at Zhao Yinfeng's guard.

"It's nothing. The general has been screaming herring in confusion for the past two days. I heard that there is a good fish in Daixian? I am afraid that the general wants to eat it." The guard said.

Yang Zhao's heart suddenly sank, and Zhang Guochang next to him hurriedly said, "I know that the best thing in Daixian is to boil fish, do you want herring to make boiled fish? I will ask someone to prepare for this. I need to trouble General Yang."

Walking out of the county magistrate's residence and getting on his horse, He Li asked in a low voice, "General, is it?"

"Erase all Qingyu's things here, so he can't find out." Yang Zhao said coldly. Although I don't know what happened between Zhao Yinfeng and Qingyu, but seeing Qingyu's running speed, I am afraid it is not a good thing.

"Yes." He Li responded.

In March of Yangchun, when you put it in the south of the Yangtze River, it is a scene of birds, flowers, singing, singing, and swallowing. But in this northwestern land, the green is just emerging.

Crossing the Taihang Mountains is the Loess Plateau. This is a vast and desolate land, with ravines and ridges stretching across the plateau.

The spring wind is blowing in with the sand, almost making people unable to open their eyes.

Ling Qingyu spit out the sand, no, it was like this a thousand years ago? Before that kind of land, we need to make greening first, the project is too big!

"You go in, the wind and sand outside is too big." Yan Qi pushed her head in, then snapped the window shut.

As soon as the window closed, there was another world in the carriage.

Seeing that Yan San on the bed was still asleep, Ling Qingyu gently burned the tea pot, poured the cup and held it in his hand, and then looked at Yan San again.

Although the road from Daixian County to Yulin is not far away, the mountain road in the middle is not easy to walk. Although Yan San doesn't say anything, she also knows that he has endured so much that she can only pressure him to sleep and rest.

He drank the tea, put the tea cup down, and sat quietly beside him, spreading the forehead to him with his fingers. Yan San was not the kind who looked so handsome at first glance, but it was a kind of more The more comfortable it looks. His sleeping face was much softer than usual, his eyes were lightly closed to hide the sharpness in his eyes, and his thin lips also relaxed, with a slight smile, giving the whole face a touch of tenderness.

"Look again," Yan San still closed his eyes, but put Ling Qingyu's fingers on his fingers, intertwined and said: "You will get up below."

"Go down when you get up." Ling Qingyu laughed.

"Well, just raise it for two more days." Yan San said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, still closing his eyes, but pulling the hand.

Ling Qingyu lay down as soon as he thought about it, but Yan San suddenly opened his eyes and then sat up abruptly, already holding the sword in his hand.

The carriage also stopped, and Yan Qi said in front: "It's the horse team. Thirteen horses."

After patted Ling Qingyu, Yan San pulled the car door and jumped out.

"Why are you out?" Yan Qi asked disgustingly.

"Sit for too long, relax your muscles and bones."

After a while, Ling Qingyu heard the sound of horseshoes that were not very fast.

Yan Qi and Ying Thirteen drove the carriage to the side of the road, trying to make way for the team, but the team stopped in front of the carriage. Someone raised their voice and asked, "But the master of Ling?"

Yan Qi and Yan San looked at each other, Yan Qi smiled and said, "Who is your excellency?"

"Zhou Xuan, the captain of the 13th team of the Yinzhou Black Tiger Camp of the Yongxing Army, was entrusted by Mr. Han to come to greet him." The boy who was on the horse first said with a grin.

Yan San looked at their attire. Although they were wearing light armor, they were indeed official, so he said to the carriage, "The one in charge is someone Mr. Han knows."

"So, is it okay to ask the official to take the road?" The voice from the carriage was crisp with a slight smile.

Zhou Xuan blinked her eyes and smiled: "You are polite, come with me."

The team of soldiers led the way, and Yan Qi and Ying 13 followed behind.

Yan San had already returned to the carriage. Seeing Ling Qingyu's worried gaze, he put down the sword and said, "It's okay, it's almost done."

It’s been three months since I’ve been hurting my muscles and bones. Ling Qingyu didn't say much to him, and patted the bed beside him.

Smiling and shook his head, Yan San lay down.

The blue thread (that), the blue thread, and the blue (a) shining color, give birth to a blue flower (yeah), it's really a lover.

There was a lofty Xintianyou singing in front, and the sound was clear and the ending sounded upward, so cheerful and full of energy.

Ling Qingyu smiled, opened the car window and looked out. He saw a young man riding on a horse swaying on his saddle, wearing old light armor and dangling waist knife. When she saw her opening the window, the boy blinked at her. Blinking his eyes, then showing two tiger teeth, continue to sing: White thighs, Shui Lingling sister.

The young man’s singing voice was high, and he sang as he pleased. He sang from the sky to the sky from the ground to the sky with the rein of the horse, free and unrestrained until Ling Qingyu wanted to follow him with a few words.

With the humorous singing of this young man, the distance seemed to be much shorter, turning seven or eight turns and arriving at a small village.

"Mr. Han is in that village. We are going to patrol, so let's say goodbye first." Zhou Xuan said with a smile when he brought the carriage to the entrance of the village, and then said to Ling Qingyu who was lying on the window: "Would you like to go pick mountain Dandan? "

"Huh?" Ling Qingyu was stunned, Shandandan, Azalea!

"Tomorrow, I will rest." Zhou Xuan blinked at Ling Qingyu again, then laughed and led the soldiers away.

"Is this a date invitation?" Ling Qingyu asked loudly, and before the boy could answer, he was dragged back by Yan San.

"I'm joking! Whoever goes with him, he is going with Yan San!" Ling Qingyu said immediately before Yan San could speak.

The small village that Han Mian chose was basically deserted. It was rebuilt on the original basis. The houses in the Loess Plateau are all cave dwellings. The repairs are simple. Now it is full of recruits, including Dahu's number forty.

It's rough and rough with Han Yan. It belongs to the Yulin area. The soil quality is the most suitable for potato planting, but the opposite of Yulin is the party project, which is also an area with high military risks.

Seeing Ling Qingyu frowning, Han Yan smiled and said, "Dang Xiang has been stable during this time."

"Who is garrisoned here?" Ling Qingyu asked. Yulin is also a military center, and there should be an army deployment.

"There is a garrison of 50,000 troops here. It is under the account of the Yinzhou Economic and Strategic Envoy Sun Ting. Yinzhou is a military officer. The ordinary people here can be soldiers. General Sun has been stationed in Yinzhou for 30 years and he is very experienced." Han Nian Smiled.

"So, then?" Ling Qingyu looked at Han Mian with bright eyes.

Han Haha laughed and said: "Han has already met with General Sun. The troops produced in the land of our Ling family are the first to supply his troops, and accordingly, he will also give us maintenance."

Sure enough, the collusion between officials and businessmen is the cutest. Ling Qingyu stood up from the side of the map and said with a smile: "So, then this side can be reclaimed on a large scale. If only it can communicate with the party, it would be great." It's too eye-catching, but this place belongs to the place far away from Emperor Tiangao, and that General Sun has been stationed here for thirty years, he has long been a soldier.

Han Mi smiled and said, "Han has already agreed with General Sun that we will send a batch of spices and precious goods."

"Han Mian, what should I do without you!" Ling Qingyu sighed, where to find such a roundworm in his stomach, he would do whatever she wanted.

"Cough, cough, cough." Han Mian didn't choke over in a breath, and coughed several times: "Master, Han still wants to stay and marry his wife."

"Do you have a fancy?" Ling Qingyu asked very interested.

"Not yet." Seeing the eye knives next to him kept flying over, Han Mian hurriedly changed the subject and said, "My head, there is a flower fair in Luoyang this year. You don't want to go and see it?"

"Luoyang Flower Fair?" Ling Qingyu thought for a while, yes, April is the time when Luoyang peony blooms brilliantly, but will it be too late at this time?

"Yes, it is said that this year was initiated by the Duan'an County King, and all flower farmers around Luoyang participated." Han Yan said.

"It's okay. Let's go as soon as we finish the work these days. Are you with us? Luoyang is also a big city, so there must be a chance." Ling Qingyu decided to take a photo of the table.