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Just stepping on the Yellow River, the bitter rain is like a warship.

"I see." Liu Xun and suddenly realized.

Marshal?'

"Give me an order, and the three armies will enter the mountain!"

This time, the allied forces of the three countries had secretly set out on the road a month before they challenged the green country. Arguably, the Three Kingdoms arrived at Leshui Array in advance, which should be earlier and earlier, but they didn't want to be caught off guard by green camp Army. It is not enough to be quick, nor can we divide our forces.

Sleeping silkworm eyes are slightly narrowed.

Yes, Jingyang and Yong armies were wiped out at the foot of the mountain by these 100 thousand people. Everything has two sides, and the other side is fatigue. If we grasp this, the result will be in the palm of our hands.

He called the lieutenant and added: "The three armies gather and counterattack immediately without rest."

At that time, the soldiers of the northern government entered the mountains like ants, and they were orderly under the fluttering of the military flag. Strangely, the Qing cavalry did not pursue the enemy, but retreated to the water.

Looking up at the sky like a colander, Liu Xunhe couldn't help but chuckle: "Although this rain surrounded our army, it also put out the ware of the Green Army. Our army must win this battle before it starts. "

Suddenly, the attendants raised their arms and shouted, "Look, Marshal!" "

Looking in that direction again, I saw warships and the shore, and hundreds of chariots hurried down from the deck arranged in a semicircle along the shore of a pool of blood. There are seven people sitting in each car, and there is nothing unusual from a distance.

Liang Jun on the mountain was suspicious: "What array is this?"

What array is it?

Before the battle began, he kowtowed to a general in shining armor, and the rows of rain slowly flowed down the scar on his left cheek. Under the helmet, the stars are slightly narrowed, the hands are bent and arrows are taken, and the snow-white feathers point to the top of the mountain.

It's a joke to bow your head against the wind and try to make further progress!

Before Liang Jun's hiss was heard, he saw that the cloak on the chariot had fallen, revealing thousands of crossbows. On the mountain? Mm-hmm? Is it more popular? Br> "Release!"

As soon as the general drank it, the soldiers in the car waved hammers and struck spears. In an instant, all the spears were fired.

Liu Xunhe realized that the origin of white lies not in people, but in direction.

There were cries everywhere in the rain, and the soldiers of the northern government who wanted to go down the mountain dared to go down, regardless of the flag, and ran to the top of the mountain.

At the water's edge, John immediately killed his bow, and his eyes were full of cold color.

"This array is called the lack of the moon."

Gently thin your lips.

……

It's getting late, and the palace lanterns outside the corridor light up one by one. In the Taiji Hall, the king was sleeping soundly on the couch, with an old blue book called "Collection of Thoughts and Dyes" at hand.

"Your Majesty."

The man on the sofa turned over.

Looking at the dim sky outside the window, Liu Yao whispered again, "Your Majesty, it's time to eat."

Beautiful eyebrows frowned: "What time is it?"

"It's time to go back to the king."

Long black hair scattered on the shoulders, Ling Zhangzong leaned lazily on the couch, and his pupils slightly overflowed: "It's clearly Cheng Yuan in the dream ..." Slender fingers stroked the book back and forth, and it was like a treasure. "The spring breeze in the red chamber is different at night, and the dew is moist." He read softly, in a long and deep tone, "I will give you an eighth day of August without war in five years."

In the shadow of the lamp, I bowed and my eyes were faint.

Silence filled Taijitang like night. I don't know how long it took, but the people on the couch spoke again: "How many days have you been at war?"

Liu Yao sniffed and replied with a buzz: "If you go back to the King, it will only be three days."

"Oh?" Ling Yiran resumed his usual tone. "It's time for the lonely million-strong army." Ling sat on the edge of the sofa, slightly beautiful and as proud as ever.

"Soldiers are expensive, thousands of miles away. After heavy troops, it is intended to be in the world. "

……

With the earth-shattering gunfire, Liu Xun and he fell off his horse, and then he looked up and saw the barrel shining with cold light.

There is no Qin Bing around, which is the end of the road.

"It is my incompetence to be surrounded by my own troops for three days." He sighed and closed his eyes. "kill."

For a long time, he didn't hear gunshots. He opened his eyes in confusion and a silk handkerchief fell into his arms.

Eyes full of tenderness, he caressed the embroidered pattern on the handkerchief and whispered, "Pear Snow ..."

"My wife's name is no longer Sydney."

Smell speech, Liu Xun crane suddenly looked up, the man stood high in the sun, black eyes staring at him.

"Ray Mo Lifeng?"

"yes."

Liu Xun and a wry smile said, "I wanted to fight you before the war, but I didn't expect it to end like this."

"My wife thought of it."

"She?" Liu Xunhe stare big eyes.

"She said thank you for your care in those years, and let me finally leave you with dignity."

"Ha ha ....." tittle and stood up slowly. "It turned out that I was doomed to fail in her eyes."

"She doesn't want me to fail."

"In fact, I regretted it after I married Qiu's sisters." Tittle and what, gently sigh.

"From beginning to end, I just want to marry her."

Liu Xunhe was stunned, closed his eyes for a while and said, "I finally lost."

Tears poured down the stone, and Lei pulled out his waist treasure knife: "I will send your body back to Mucheng."

"Be nice to her."

Put your hands up and put the knife down.

Warring States period? At the end of the season, it was said that on the eighth day of August in the fifth year of Dinggan, Han Yuexiao beheaded Liang Miaowang on the shore of Beihai. At this point, the warring States period ended and the world was stable.

In October, the officials invited him to be the emperor, but he refused to accept his resignation, so he called Yue Xiao into the palace for a secret discussion.

"Does Zhu Su know why I don't want to be an emperor?"

"I am stupid."

"The emperor is the only one. How can you be called an emperor if the strong enemy is not destroyed? " The beautiful eyes that are slightly picked are faint, and the faint tone is tempting. "Are you really dead?"

Yu Xia remained motionless, and Han Yuesha's voice was flat: "If the Lord doesn't believe me, ask Han Jiajun who witnessed the whole process that day."

Of course he asked, but although there were tens of thousands of witnesses, he still didn't believe it.

"Don't Zhu Su think that the lonely Puya must have fallen strangely?" LingYiRan burning watch, don't let go of that exists on his face.

"I did talk to Ding Hou before the army came."

"oh? I didn't expect Zhu Su not only to be good at fighting, but also to wait for a reminder. "

A speech was forced to death? LingYiRan to don't believe it.

"I'm just saying." The star's eyes hurt, and Han Yuexiao changed her taboo and decided to look at the seat. "Qingqing is dead."

In other words, the man in the seat suddenly turned cold and green.

"Qingqing is dead."

Who are you talking to?

"Shut up."

"Qingqing is dead."

"Shut up!" LingYiRan is gnashing growl.

"I know that the Lord wants to seduce the enemy with himself and then kill him while he is alive and humiliated." Faced with anger, Yue Xiao stood up and knelt down. "Has it ever occurred to Wang Shang that if this plan is successful, Qing Qingquan will know that he will hate your guts?"

"Loneliness is to make her hate." Fingers clasped on the dragon chair, Ling Zhangzong's eyes were like smoke. "The deeper you hate, the better."

"Even if I hate life and death?"

LingYiRan smell speech stare blankly.

For ever and ever, an absolute monarch ...

Seeing the sad face on the seat, Yue Xiao lowered her head and said, "I don't want my dead sister to hate me. It's just my selfishness. If the Lord still doesn't believe me, you can check the Shui Yue mirror again. "

"Hum." LingYiRan slightly god.

Years ago, he intended to let Song Ziwen and his son leave, but after half a year, the three of them jumped into the sea and died.

It seems that Ding Hou is really dead, so is she not? ...

Thought of here, my heart hurts a little.

"Lord."

"Huh?" He replied casually with a frown.

"I pray to God."

"This is fresh. Does Zhu Su want a reward? "

"Han's son has reached the age of going to school, so please go to Nanshan Academy."

"Nanshan Academy?" Ling Yiran is cold and empty-eyed. "Does Jiaocheng Han still want to abandon Wu Congwen?"

"I knock at the door of the Lord."

The repressed silence lingered in the temple, and Ling Zhangzong smiled gently for a while: "Since she wants it, I will promise you."

"Thank God for Long En."

Ling closed her eyes wearily and waved her sleeves: "Zhu Su, please go out and tell the ministers to stop kneeling. Just call yourself the emperor. "

"The Lord is wise."

She never wanted him, so whose world does he control?

……

Deep in the bamboo forest, the blue haze gradually rises. A woman is sitting on a stone, and the knife is green but carefully carved with wood blocks.

"Qingqing."

She looked up, but the man was deep in the forest.

"It's going to rain, I'll pick you up." This male voice enters the clear spring and has a refreshing aesthetic feeling.

"No wonder the stone is always wet." She stood up and walked to the man. "Do you think I have made progress today?"

He stared at the building block with rapt attention, and his brain was spinning rapidly.

"Can Xiu Yuan see what I carved?"

Looking at the little face full of expectation in front of me, although I can't understand it, I still pretend to be very determined: "Mountain bamboo shoots."

"Ah, I have really made progress."

Actually won. ...

He breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the block of wood.

Be sure to tell others before Qingqing asks again, lest she be hit again. After all, it is a hobby that she finally found.

Suddenly, everyone around him stumbled, and he hugged people tightly, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Xiu Yuan, I can stop."

There was a slight resentment in his ear, and he looked down at his wife carefully: "Didn't you find it?"

"Huh?"

He glanced at her abdomen like a spring.

"What did you find?" I didn't find anything strange about him, but she still didn't understand.

The curved cheng is swaying, and the cold lip line is smiling.

"Go home."

Holding his wife in his arm, Nightscape Lan walked towards the poetic land of ink painting.

Chapter 3 After dinner It's late for the rainy night in Yaoshan and Yun Qi.

On that day, the thick clouds depressed the sea surface, and the water and the sky were closely connected like ink. After a long period of turmoil, a late rain finally came at night.

"So there is a delay."

One big and one small, two pairs of phoenix eyes looked at each other. After a while, the sweet children's voice sounded: "Without golden light, a Xiangyun flower flies out of the dark clouds?"

The cold lip line faintly smoked: "Your grandfather Song's words are not credible."

Dad guessed who said it before she said it. "Dad is great!" Can't help but stare big eyes.

Smiling, sipping his lips, the night scene slowly walked towards the garden.

"Dad."

"hmm."

"Listen to Uncle Song, my father used to live in a place hundreds of times larger than home." Butterflies are flying in the grass and perching on the slowly woven fragrant flowers from time to time. "Why don't you want a place like that?" I am too curious to look up, and my eyebrows are flying like a phoenix.

"Because there is no your mother."

This voice flows into her small ear with a deep and heavy voice, like spring water in March, so restrained and with unspeakable tenderness. Hearing her heart warm, she seemed to vaguely understand something.

"Hey, I'm still pregnant with a boy this time." The lively female voice awakened her from ignorance.

Looking again, I saw two people sitting in the pavilion behind the tree. The man who made the noise was slightly swollen in the abdomen and was gnawing an apricot with resentment.

"Children are all the same, sister. What's bothering you?"

The shade covered the man, but could not cover the sound. He looked up slightly, but looking at those clear phoenix eyes, he understood something.

"So what? Angry at not having a daughter! I thought that after giving birth to Xiaoya and Song Xiao, my brother told me only three times that my daughter would be next, but? Four, five and six are all boys! "

There seems to be a strange noise in the pavilion. After an arc, a chewed apricot kernel rolled to her little feet.

My aunt seemed very angry and looked up silently.

"Qingqing." The angry voice suddenly dropped, with a hint of ingratiation. "This is over, give me some medicine that my brother-in-law gave you."

"Brother that ..."

"You don't mind him, it's seven o'clock, I didn't find him back even if good! Still alive? " After a pause, she said, "Is it really you?"

"One is enough."

"Also, you didn't scare people less when you were born late. It's almost hopeless to hold back the rain for two days and nights. At that time, my brother-in-law how ... "Female voice trembling.

The doll looked up at her father, and the worries she had never seen before flowed gently from his eyes.

"I know that he is not more painful than me, so he said that he will not be born. He said I would take medicine. I promised him to accompany him to his old age, and I will never get on the Naihe Bridge before him. "

Smell speech, the strength of the hand increased, I felt my father's mood, so I slowly shook it back. The beautiful atmosphere in the garden is still circulating, only to hear the female voice full of gas ring again.

"call! Have you ever eaten this apricot? "

"Why?" Sounds a little innocent.

"You, you, you are not afraid of acid!"

"Huh?"

The blink of an eye has been brought into the pavilion.

"Brother-in-law, show her quickly!"

Aunt panic also calculate, even dad is a face of tension. Unknown so walked slowly to his mother's side, picked up apricots and tasted them: "How sour!" Little faces are wrinkled together.

"Is it sour?" The moon has licked his lips, abrupt was stuck, "is it ..."

Put away your fingers and look at the night scene sadly.

"Well, Qingqing, don't give me that medicine." The bird held the sour apricot and sighed, "Hey, men are unreliable these days."

The three adults in the pavilion looked different, which puzzled her.

The power of sour apricot is so great?

A few months later, she realized that the power of this sour apricot was really amazing, so big that her stomach was blown up at once.

"Is my sister there?" Cheng's eyes were sparkling, and she touched them curiously.

"Delayed, it is a younger brother." The bird smiled and reminded.

"But my father said it was my sister."

"It's a younger brother, a sour girl and an aunt. I am experienced and can't go wrong! "

"No." Climb up the bamboo couch slowly, and look at my mother sparkly. "Brother Xiao said that all the little dolls were put into his mother's stomach by himself, so he said it was her sister or younger sister."

"That boy!" Someone's mother hates grinding her teeth. "If you stay away from him in the future, my aunt really doesn't want to repeat her fate to you."

"Mom ..." I don't understand why menstruation was so excited and retreated to her mother's arms.

"Do you want a brother or a sister?"

Fingers through her hair made her feel comfortable: "I just want my mother." The little face is connected with a chubby belly. "As long as it is born by my mother, it is a sour fruit."

"Silly boy." Mother smiled gently. In her sweet and soft arms, she was so comfortable and sleepy.

Yesterday, she learned a word, one point one vertical and one horizontal fold, raising pigs under the house (tapir).

Mother said, this is a family word. Niang also said that dad went out to sea to sell medicinal materials to support his family, build a house for his mother, and delay raising pigs with his sister.

A few months ago, she still didn't quite understand why dad had to give up such a gorgeous big house and love this quiet garden alone. Now she understands, because this is home, because there is her, her sister and, most importantly, her mother.

"Mom ..." She mumbled like a cat. "I miss my dad so much."

"Well, mom misses him, too." This voice is warm and delicious, like soft cotton candy, and the aftertaste is really unspeakable in my heart.

"Mom ..."

"hmm."

"Tomorrow, my father, uncle, brother Xiao, grandpa Song, uncle Song, and my great-grandfather who is traveling will all come back. I've been counting the days ... New Year's Day ... but I can't miss any of them ... "The voice became louder and louder, and finally I was almost talking.

"If they wake up late, they will all come back, and no one will be less."

Well, not only will there be no less, but there will be two more. My aunt's Xiaoqi and my delayed sister are really good, really good. So good that she doesn't want to sleep, she just wants to stay awake. ...

Small hand mask a sigh of relief, it seems that grandpa zhou will play chess with her again. Anyway, she is not good at chess, and she is about to lose.

Wake up, wake up. ...

When she woke up, she was still in her mother's arms. Rubbing her eyes, I found that it was not her dizziness, but the surrounding scenery was indeed retrogressing.

"Mom?" It was so dark that she couldn't see her face.

"Don't be afraid, it will arrive soon."

She recognized the difference in her mother's voice, so she didn't ask any more questions, just snuggled up in her arms and silently counted the numbers.

One, two, three.

She never felt that counting to one hundred was so long, the sea breeze was so cold, and the mother's arms were so warm.

"Delayed, here we are."

It turned out that they had reached the top of the mountain when she was thinking, and I didn't know which way Niang took.

She followed her mother timidly and looked warily down the hill. I saw a bunch of sparks lit in the darkness, and the high gate of Shuizhai collapsed in Mars, and there were familiar cries everywhere.

"Mom ..." She was afraid.

"Auntie!"

"Auntie!"

It's my second brother and my third brother. Where is my aunt?

"Xiaoya, Song, where is your mother?" This sentence was asked by her mother for her.

"Mom is afraid to have children in the Woods."

The second brother was covered with smoke and dust, and the third brother's hands were still stained with blood.

"On the way up the mountain, I met several pirates, and my mother fought with them. As a result ..."

"Xiaoya, you go to the foot of the mountain to find a midwife. Xiao Song, you take Yan back to the Woods and take care of your brother and sister and your mother. "

"What about auntie?"

"Mom!" She tugged at her mother's sleeve.

"I'm going to be late. Listen to my mother and go into the Woods. Your mother will go there in the future. "

She clung to her face and rarely lost her temper: "No, I have to stay with my mother."

"I used to hide here!" Malicious rude laughter, suddenly the mountain road was lit by torches. "Hey, it's all women and children, boys are lucky!"

Say, a dozen pirates came around.

"Song, Xiao Ya." Mother lowered her voice, and there was convincing power in her words.

"I see, auntie."

Being carried by the third brother, she didn't struggle this time because she knew that her mother had made up her mind.

"This pregnant woman is really handsome." The pirates held torches to illuminate their mother. "We will come one by one in the future, but we can't die so soon."

The obscene laughter accompanied by a bloody stench made her want to vomit.

"Beauty, as long as you are obedient, brothers can keep these children alive." The hairy dirty hands attacked Niang's chest when they saw the potential. She was about to scream when she saw a silver light coming out of Niang's cuff.

"Go!"

Cold light lit up her eyes, and what she saw was by no means an ordinary woman who was very happy about everything. Smooth firm but gentle as snow, such as practice, ecstasy sword sound clear into the clouds, she can't look away.

"Great!"

I don't know when she has been carried into the Woods, and the three or four brothers around her have seen enough, and her childish face is full of worship.

"I have never seen my aunt use a sword, but I didn't know it was so powerful."

"There's a lot you don't know." My aunt is sitting under the tree, looking pale. "She is full of secrets."

Secret?

Looking at the rainbow-like firm but gentle place, innocent eyes overflow slightly.

This is her mother.

……

If she knows the consequences of extraordinary, she hopes her mother is ordinary.

Little hands opened the curtains and walked in quietly and slowly.

The tall figure stood by the bed, and my father had lost all night for his mother.

"Mom." She crept into bed, leaned on the pillow and whispered, "wake up, mom, dad's back."

Afterwards, she learned that the men were famous pirates who came to the East China Sea because they were driven by the sea and wanted to rob their island while the men on the island were at sea.

That night, most women and children at the foot of the mountain were captured. However, not only is there no shortage of one in their family, but they have also been reborn. Xiaoqi, who was born prematurely despite her weakness, finally survived.

It's just that mom fell asleep.

"Mom, don't sleep." Her eyes were blurred, but she never let her tears fall. Her little face rested gently on her bulging belly. "Sister, please tell your mother not to sleep."

"Delayed, don't bother your mother."

"But …" She looked at the shadow, her chin was green, and her father's lips were terrible white.

"Your mother is just too tired." There are some expectations in the slender phoenix eyes, as if the mother will open her eyes next moment. "Since your mother promised her father, she won't break her word."

"Well, my mother said not less."

Three months later. ...

"Home is stacked vertically and horizontally, with pigs (tapirs) under the house." I slowly raised my eyes and looked at the spring scenery everywhere. "Mom, you are right."

"Well, it's really well written."

She looked at her mother with a dizzy face, and her eyes looked like eating sour fruit.

It's good. It's good that mom is awake.

"Mom, mom." She was tired of crying in her soft arms. "Mom, teach me to write my brother's name."

Yes, half a month ago, she had a younger brother who was as late as her and hurt her mother for two days and two nights.

"The gathering of Tianshui is a cloud, and the blue sky is straight."

Holding his chin in his hand, he slowly looked at the two words on the sand table and suddenly asked, "Slow down, how do you write?"

"Take your time?" I don't understand under the moon.

"Dad said my brother was slower than the delay, so he was nicknamed slow."

"Oh?" The moon is full of fun.

"Uncle said, don't worry about the daughter, the boy's words should be well educated."

"What good method is that?"

"Dad won't tell me, my uncle won't tell me, and even Xiao's brother and other brothers won't tell me." Poke the little face sleeping in the cradle, and I am worried after watching it for a long time. "Mom, you didn't see how ferocious their faces were when you said this."

"The man's strange smell is so late. What about your father? "

"Ah, dad ..." Cheng sparkly, left hide right escape, "at that time, about the same, my fourth brother and I and my fifth brother to pick up shells! Mom, you lie down first, and grandpa will come to give you gas in a minute! "

"Hey, run slowly!" Looking at the little people who are far away, the eyebrows under the moon are slightly gathered. "Is there only the master sitting in the room?" Where have they all gone ... "

It was dark, and the villain sat by the sea, hugging his knees and looking at the clear water moon. After a long time, a wooden boat quietly imported, and a dozen figures jumped off the boat.

She stood up and flew to the shore

Uncle Song, Uncle Song, Uncle Song, Brother Song ...

In the moonlight, she lit one by one and blood-stained men came from the sea.

And dad!

She hung down her shoulders with peace of mind.

Fortunately, no one is missing.

"Delayed?" Laugh who walked ahead and saw her first. "Why are you here?"

"Pick you up." She frowned. "Uncle Song, don't hide. I saw it all. "

"Miss ..." Song awkwardly took out his broadsword from his clothes. "Going to the sea to practice knives on a full moon night can increase your skill by 30%!"

"Uncle, don't talk nonsense. It is too late to know that you are going to kill pirates. "

With a bang, the broadsword fell into the water, and the adults looked at the half-height female doll in disbelief. A palm-sized face is mature beyond age.

"uncles and uncles go home quickly, and aunts will be suspicious in the future."

"Oh." Men have followed suit.

I came forward to hold my daughter. At night, I found my little hand a little cold and trembling, but she still had a smile on her face.

"Dad, I told my mom that you went to play chess with my uncle."

"It's very late." Bent down and picked her up, stopped at night and walked to the mountain.

"Dad, mom ate a few bowls of rice today, and her spirit is much better."

"Your mother's health will get better and better."

"hmm, hmm."

A string of hot water slid down her neck, holding her sobbing daughter in the night scene, and she had unconsciously reached Jingyuan.

"I don't want to always hide behind my mother." Sliding down from him, I raised my hand and slowly looked up. The swollen phoenix eye is full of firmness. "Ask me about martial arts."

Eyes full of relief, the night scene nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Dad!" She can't help shouting, but she doesn't want to disturb people with good hearing.

"Wow!"

The earth-shattering cry scared the moon to the clouds, and the night scene frowned and walked to the main house.

"Xiu Yuan, you are back."

The faint candlelight lit up.

"Sorry, I came back late from playing chess with my brother Wu Yu."

Lying on the window, the long body bent slightly to pick up the baby.

"Give me the baby." The man on the bed held out his hand.

"Go to sleep, qingqing. I will see him tonight. " The slim figure walked back and forth, shaking the crying baby in her arms.

The woman bowed her head and chuckled: "Slowly he will be hungry."

Long shadow slightly dull, and then walked to the bed. In the window, the woman took off her clothes and the baby's crying came to an abrupt end.

"Qingqing, you have worked hard."

"Well, it's not bitter at all."

The two silhouettes on the window snuggle up to each other, like an unfinished picture scroll, engraved in a leisurely heart.

Home, one point one vertical and one horizontal fold, there are pigs under the house.

Who has a pig?

For dad, for mom, for brother.

She smiled and gently closed the door of Jingyuan.