Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

South Xinjiang is far away from the Jingcheng Road. It takes ten days and a half months to lightly ride the fastest waterway, not to mention the fact that they still carry a large number of people. And Qian Yin, there are only ten ships. When they return to Beijing, they are almost at the end of November. The 10-year-old birthday of the buns is also on the boat. Because of the inconvenience, Ling Jingxuan did not give them the first time. Make a birthday cake, but the brothers are also sensible, but there is nothing to be dissatisfied.

After the ten large ships connected by the end of the road passed through Jinzhou, they soon arrived at the Beijing City Pier. The Emperor Wu Xiaoming first made a fuss, and ordered all the boats at the dock to lean over, giving way to the return of the princes and letting the Yulin army clear the way. I emptied the pier and personally greeted them at the dock with Wenwu Baiguan. Together with them, there were three members of the Huajunwang family, especially Zhao Hanfu, who came back from Yangzhou, and the uncle Wang Fu, who represented the old Prince’s palace. The Shizi couple in Weiyuan Houfu, the Lingchenglong couple in Jingyun Mountain Villa, and the Yuntai Temple in the Prince’s Palace, all of whom are related to them, the National Government and even the old country.

"Hey, let's get to the capital soon?"

Standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the parents standing in the bow, Ling Wen looked deep into the sky, remembering that they went from Lingjia Village to Beijing with them. At that time, they were young, and there were many things in their hearts that were not at the end. Once again, I returned to Beijing by boat. They only had a strong sense of belonging. In a few short years, the change in mood was amazing.

"Well, I should be able to see the dock after a while. How? Near the hometown?" Ling Jingxuan turned his head and looked at his big steamed buns. He blinked. They left the capital for more than seven months. At that time, Still at the end of the spring, it is already cold winter.

"No, I also want Grandma, Grandma, and Shangshang, and I don't know if they are doing well. It must be worried for us all day."

Laughing and shaking his head, Ling Wen said faintly, he is not the same as Xiaowu, he will not hang anything on his mouth, but he misses them the same, especially Shang Qing, the previous jokes are firmly engraved in In my heart, just waiting for the right time, he will ask the father to be the master, and let Shang Qing truly become their family.

"Stupid, is someone worried about you?"

Pampered his head, Ling Jingxuan is far away from the blue sky and white clouds and the water level. Once he was alone, no one knows where he is dead, no one will be sad for him, and will soon be Being replaced by people, for the killer, no matter how strong and powerful he was when he was alive, once he died, everything will be turned into a black, no one will remember a loser, until he crosses here, he slowly feels the warmth of home. Someone hurts someone who loves the feeling of being worried. The cold heart that he used as a killer gradually warms up. Now, he has a sense of belonging to this era, so in order to protect it all, he will kill all attempts to destroy. The person or thing turned to look at his side face, Ling Wen did not know why he suddenly murdered, but he did not ask, in his mind, you are always the most respected person.

"You are not cold?"

Yan Ruirui and Yan Xiaobei took a fur coat on the shoulders of Ling Jingxuan and Ling Wen respectively. The father and son did not forget to give them a mouthful. Ling Jingxuan smiled slightly: "Not cold, there is no wind today, there is still a little sunshine. The bow is more comfortable than the cabin."

Because the stove was too cold in the cabin, although it was open to the window, it was not as comfortable as the outside.

"Your hands are almost ice."

Without a good look at him, Yan Ruirui took his hand to the lips and gently sighed. The hot big hand wrapped his small hand tightly, and the two brothers who saw it all looked at each other and smiled. Both parents will always love each other.

“Hey?”

"Hey, hey, look at my own grilled fish."

"bump!"

The small dumplings ran out of the cabin with a big slap in the hand, but because they were too thick, they fell to the ground without touching a few steps, and the grilled fish in their hands fell. Dirty, time seems to stop at this moment, watching the small scorpion lying on the ground, Yan Ruirui forgot the reaction.

"Hanging" for the next second, when the small group looked up and saw his grilled fish, it cried out in a shocking way. Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan returned to God and ran over to pick him up.

"What happened?"

"How did the little corps cry?"

"What is going on here?"

"hanging"

At the same time, I heard the cry of horror, Chu Yunhan and others ran out of the cabin. Everyone was puzzled and distressed and looked at Xiao Jingxuan’s wow in the arms of Ling Jingxuan. Ling Jingxuan was holding His distressed patted, his mouth whispered softly and calmly said: "Well, don't cry, let's see where it fell, oh, don't you cry?"

The small group that has always been obedient and obedient has ignored it. On the contrary, the more we cried, the more sad it is, the more and more loud the voice is. The small willows push the adults into the middle, watching the small group crying so violently, and the tears are also in the eye. In the middle of the turn, the little girl pulled his hand and whimpered and said: "The brother of the group does not cry, and the brother of the group?"

After all, I was only three years old. If I didn’t finish it, Xiao Shantou cried out with her head up. She was so anxious that Chu Yunhan hugged her quickly. Everyone couldn’t help but burst into pain. This is good, both of them. The little ones all cried, and even Yang Shuyang was ready to cry, and Zeng Shaoqing and Yuan Shaoqi quickly took them away.

"You look at you, and your sister is also crying? Isn't it just a fall? Isn't it not falling, as for crying like this?"

Holding a small group to stand up, Ling Jingxuan pretending to be angry and pinching the small scum in the cry, this child is not quite atmospheric at ordinary times? Does it really hurt?

Thinking about this, Ling Jingxuan hurriedly checked his body up and down, but the small group was twitching at this time: "But, but the roast fish of others fell."

"Bumping"

The voice fell, and there were countless heavy objects landing sounds around. Ling Jingxuan, who was checking his body, was also momentary stiff. He cried just because the grilled fish fell. Grandma, do you want to be so pitted?

"So what, Rui Rui, give it to you, the small group is too heavy, I can't hold it."

After half a ring, Ling Jingxuan said with a dark face. After finishing the incident, he couldn’t help but say that the potholes were stuffed to Yan Ruirui. He was worried about what he was hurting. As a result, the people were crying for a broken roast fish. He is no longer distressed by the abominable scorpion.

"amount?"

Hundreds of tons of black lines suddenly climbed to the brain, Yan Ruirui is also a variety of speechless, but the little squad that was smothered by his own family did not cry any more, but the tears were still hanging in the corner of his eyes, and the snoring could not stop.

"Smelly dumplings, I thought you would not say that you are my brother in the future, I can't afford to lose this person."

The little bun who was killed in the front line climbed up and pointed at the back of the small group. It was a slap in the back. Of course, he had control, and he was unhappy and unhappy. The heart of his brother was still unchanged.

"Hate the third brother, people hurt."

Rao is so, the small group is still dissatisfied with the protest, the iron baby stepped forward on Lingwu's shoulder and rolled his eyes: "Do you still know the pain, do not feel bad about your grilled fish?"

He was ten years old, and he had never seen someone fall down, not because of pain, but because he was grilling fish.

"Distressed, people are sad and dead!"

Didn't hear their fall, the little scorpion grinned very seriously, and looked at it and looked up again with tears. Everyone suddenly became speechless. Ling Wu immediately said: "You dare to cry again, I will throw you in." Going to feed the fish in the river."

"what?"

This little squad is really scared, tears are hard to force back, the little head shakes a little: "Don't don't, people don't feed fish, don't cry, don't cry, don't be angry."

It seems that the occasional high-pressure policy is still needed. Oh, this is not awkward.

"Wang Ye, Wang Hao, the emperor personally came."

Just when they were being tendered by the small group Lei Deli Jiao, the fleet had already entered the docks in a mighty way. They saw the smattering of the yellow on the pier. The Yan Yi quickly reminded them by the past, and everyone heard it. Turning around, the dock is full of people, and the front is not the Wudi Yan Xiaoming. The ones behind him are the left and right phases, then Yun Taihao and others, and finally Wenwubai. Officials, the Yulin Army is neatly and orderly distributed throughout the dock.

"It’s finally a little home."

Standing side by side with Yan Ruirui, watching the crowd on the pier, Ling Jingxuan’s face showed a warm smile. He was seen by Yan Xiaorui’s small scorpion in his arms and saw the familiar person. He waved his hand at the pier: "Emperor brother, Uncle, Grandma, Grandma, we are back, emperor brother?"

Unlike other children, separated for a few months, the small group has no meaning of being unfamiliar or shy, and the white face is only excited for a long time.

"Yan Ge"

Affected by his infection, the little buns Lingwu also came forward, but his eyes only saw his strict brother, and others, for the time being, became a display.

"Xiaowu?"

On the dock, Yan Xiaoming, who heard their shouts, locked the man who was waving with him for a moment, and whispered his name in his mouth. He disappeared for more than seven months. He seemed to grow taller. Regarding his merits in South Xinjiang, Wenwu Baiguan does not praise the tiger father for having no dogs, but he only has a distressed heart. The more he has the more merits, the more suffering he suffers. Even if there are nine emperors, they are certainly not easy. When he thought of this, he became more and more distressed because he knew that most of the reason he did everything was for him.

Yun Taihao and others rushed to the forefront without regard to the number of rituals. They waved with them with tears. When they said they left, they walked for a few months. They worried about a few months. The southern Xinjiang was so terrible that even the courts No way, they are afraid of accidents all the time, sometimes they dream back at midnight, they even dream of **** scenes, and then they can't sleep any more night, now they are finally back, they are also true Rest assured.

Looking at the fleet a little closer to the dock, people on the docks are watching each other, especially Yan Yi Yuan Shaoqi and other people who have been separated from their loved ones for a short time. Their eyes seem to only see each other, affectionate and lingering. Eyes are entangled in midair, and for a loved one, the separation of months is undoubtedly longer than a few centuries.