MTL - Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan-Chapter 369 End
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On the ninth day after the chaos, Liu Zhengjie finally cleared the entire capital, and even the **** hidden in the corners of the square was cleared, or killed, or captured. Most of them were driven out of the city and driven by Zheng Jun, who was ambushing outside the city gate. East.
The rebels thought, after all, the defender of the capital was not good enough to leave for a long time, and together with a thief who was counted as a thief, a total of more than a thousand people, reunited in the hillside of the 30th east of the city, a little rest, who Knowing to kill a sturdy iron ride, blocking the mouth of the valley, when the sky is full of fire arrows, a **** sea.
The sky was dim, and Ming Lan sat at the dinner table, slowly drinking chicken soup.
Across the capital of Beijing, more than 30 miles of the slopes of the Beijing suburbs, as if you can hear the sound of the smashing of the downhill slopes, the smoke is rolling in the distance, and the flame of the golden red is flashing, the darker the sky, the fire The brighter it is, it seems to be the **** in the story, wearing a battle armor, stepping on the thunder and thunder, and coming down to the demon to demons.
When the scorpion of the scorpion came, because of too much sleep in the daytime, Minglan had no sleepiness at the moment, then he shook the big Pu fan and sat down at the gallery to look at the vast stars. The leaves have a simple fragrance, and the silk is drilled into the nose. The little fireflies tremble under the armpits, and the moths pat the wings on the crystal lampshade, making the sound of the pages flipping.
Drowsiness gradually rose up, just thinking of getting up and going back to the house, Ming Lan suddenly heard a noisy in the garden, it seemed like a pleasant cheer, not waiting for her reaction, I saw a dark tall figure standing at the end of the courtyard.
The man stopped and walked step by step. The broad shoulders propped up a dark red scorpion, and the two sides showed golden glittering beasts. The two tigers were the first mouths, and the teeth were sharp and eager.
Through the lush foliage, the sparse moonlight shines on the man's face, and the scarlet thick condensed on the dark gold armor. The thick beard covers the majority of the face, only a pair of dark scorpions, bright and hot. As before.
Ming Lan felt that her throat was dry and her heart was jumping. The palm of her hand holding the fan handle was sticky. She missed it for a long time, and she forgot the original intention. The little peach green branch on the side said something, she couldn’t hear it, only stood still. , set to look at him.
The beard slowly approached, the mute was open, but the first word broke first: "...I, I am back..."
As if in the distance, the drums and drums are low, and there is a fascinating news. In the cool courtyard, the moths flapping the sound of the leaves, the dripping of the tip of the dewdrops, the silence of the Minglan ear, suddenly I don’t know that it is a dream.
Is it right under the gallery, has fallen asleep, and now is just a dream...
The beard took a big step forward and hugged her hard. The **** and dusty face of the beard and the painful shoulders and arms made her wake up. She was stunned to touch his face: "Oh, you are back." The throat was blocked, and there was a thousand words, but nothing could be said at the moment.
The beard took her for a long time and took her face. "What do you want to say?"
Ming Lanyi’s: “Is it beaten? It’s not guilty.”
The beard grinned and said: "All wins. I rate a rider to come back in the night, Zhang Laoguogong is still in the back, there are captures, the first level, and the tiger head gold account!"
Ming Lan wants to laugh, but also wants to cry, stupid in the same place, like a teacher suddenly called a primary school student, a deputy.
The beard took her to sit under the gallery and touched her dry, yellow hair, and pity: "...you are ugly."
Ming Lan immediately woke up, rubbing his shoulders hard and shouting: "You are not a ghost!"
After half a year of windy meals, the murder was endless, and the horses rushed for a few days, and then a fight, the beard was thin and thin, the cheekbones rose high, the eyes were deep, with dark skin, a look of fierceness, and The evil spirits are quite a bit like God--and the bright-skinned Minglan, which is quite right.
When the couple is sitting, there are too many words to say, but they can’t think of anything good at the moment.
The beard patrolled Minglan over and over again, his eyes on his face, his body, and his huge belly. "...I am so afraid..." I was afraid that she would not be pregnant, fearing that she was sick, afraid that she was worried... "The defeat, I I will tell you early, lest you worry."
If you don't mind being fake, what can you do? "You don't tell me that it's right." Suddenly, she continued. "Have you heard of General Zheng Da? Zheng Laotai and the old lady, all gone within three days."
The beard sighed: "It's a pity. Zheng Da Ge is the most filial... He is wrapped in filial piety and leads the ambushes out of the city."
Ming Lan silently, only said: "Jun is not secret, lost the country, the minister is not secret, lost. This reason, I understand."
If you say close, Zheng and his son are flesh and blood, and the father and son are filial piety for decades; if you are loyal, General Zheng Lao is a bit timid and iron-clad; let alone Mrs. Zheng’s life is no match for the rest of his life. This is the case, can not say, can not say.
This is the rule of blood.
As a family member, what you can do is but trust and strength.
"What's more, Mrs. Bo has said that if a man is really dead, there is nothing to find and die. It is just that the baby grows up." Minglan is heavy.
The beard nodded without hesitation. "This is true. But..." He couldn't help himself. "Don't learn everything about old lady."
"Why is this?" She deeply felt that the old lady was a generation of strange women. Every time she was in trouble, she could magically avoid it.
"The thin old man is homeless when he is young, and the first chance of a book is fragrant. It is because of his great grace. When the thin old man asks for the daughter, the family is not good. But the girl is not happy, waiting for widows every day. Remarried, the old man said, it is for this tone, he has to live longer than the mother!"
Ming Lan listened to laughter: "Indiscriminately speaking, I heard that the thin coach is also a famous child, but the family is in the middle."
Beard looks like a 'successful person will always have a variety of wonderful speculations about the background of growth', said with a smile: "You listen to that nonsense! The thin old man's home is in the mountain ditch where he does not know, since childhood, there is no big name. When I was promoted to a small school, I caught a fortune-telling for the night."
"So, what is the original name of the thin coach?"
Beard said: "Hour to the old man said, as if with a 'dog' word, I do not know whether it is a dog, or a dog left, or a dog or something..."
Ming Lan smiled and bent down. The beard allowed her to lean in her arms, holding her hand firmly in one hand, and gently rubbing her hair in the other hand, the empty and quiet courtyard, and suddenly she was lovely.
Quietly for a while, the side box sounded the cry of the young child, the couple woke up, Ming Lan touched the golden tiger head on the shoulder of the beard and smiled: "The group brother knows that he is coming back, you change clothes first, then Go and marry him."
"Do not change clothes, the leading military commander is not allowed to enter Beijing, I stole into the city, first hug a son, I have to rush back."
In the back, Ming Lan didn't hear it clearly. She only felt her ears creaking and half-ringing. She screamed: "You are entering the city privately! You, you, you... are you sick? Remember to hang your wife and children. If you ask someone to come in, you won’t be finished. Why do you have to come by yourself! Do you know what it is to be without a purpose to enter Beijing! You are a good-looking group of judges! Your father-in-law is not mixed with Yushitai. Nobody covers you! You are a big fool! You still see, see what..."
The beard laughed, then Cui Mama took the group brother out, the beard picked up the little fat man, kissed a few mouthfuls, and then returned it to Cui Mama, the big stepping meteor turned and left, and touched a wife before going. Face.
Ming Lan angered, forced the fan to throw over, slammed his feet and said: "You are a big idiot! Go back and give me a good sin, and seek the emperor's understanding! The aging mother can not send a meal!"
The reply is a string of loud laughter, from the outside to the far back to the hospital, laughter is open and happy, as if this quiet night, the moment is spring blossoms.
Ming Lan gas for a long time, suddenly felt his hands on his hips, screaming, not taking off a 'teapot', sleepy little fat man staring at his mother, as if surprised - Minglan could not help but grin .
When the beard came back in the night, it was spread throughout the Houfu, and the mischievous servants and the governors seemed to have a heart and bones. Every spirit was shaken, and the garden was cleaned up early, and the flowers and plants were cleaned up. Sight.
Ming Lan is a bit lazy, his body is heavy and he can't afford the spirit.
At noon, Wu Yingge University Scholars went to the city to make a decision. The five hundred light riders of the rebellion can enter the city in order.
Because the beard didn't shave, even though he was riding at the forefront, the little girl who was on the street didn't take care of him. She only sang the flowers and flowers, and greeted the first few handsome youngsters.
Even the old man has got a few, just happy, cold in the crowd to see their own eyes and eyes, suddenly scared the cold sweat DC, in front of the palace gate, the horse is busy with the poached fruit to the vice-minister.
Above the Golden Temple, the routine awards and exhortations, the rules are cumbersome, and then the deliberation of the government... Waiting for the beard to go home is already dark.
Just dragged down, I saw Liu Guanshi carrying his neck and waiting at the door, and ran up and down. "Hou, you have to go in! The lady is going to be born!"
The beard’s heart was tight, and the reins were pulled back again. Lema lifted the front hoof and kicked the front door open. In the eyes of everyone, he went straight and went down, put a saddle in front of Jiayuju, and threw the reins, three steps. And ran in two steps.
However, it is said that the main residence is surrounded by people, each carrying a message such as the neck; but the inside is emptyed by Cuiwei, and only a few women and sons come back and forth to send hot water, white cloth, etc., well organized.
The beard wanted to lift his foot and went into the house to see it, but he was stopped by a group of mother-in-law in the courtyard. The rule was that the taboo was taboo. He was a heavy-duty man, and he was not hard-hearted; he could be upset, anxious, and no It can be used as a fire, and suddenly see a sly teenager squatting in the side of the bush. He used to squat and shouted: "Stinky boy, what are you doing here! Um... what is in your hand? ?"
Shi Xiaodi embraced a bench and covered his face. He said: "Oh...hehe, this...oh, I am afraid that Hou Hou is tired, I will sit on your stool!" Actually not; but he admires himself very much. Anxious.
Who knows that Gu Quan, who is standing by the side, laughed: "When you are a stone brother, don't swear, this is for the little peach sister!"
Shi Yan had a fever on his face. Fortunately, he was born black and not conspicuous; the original taut skin was waiting for scolding. Who knows his beard looked up and down, and he patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Know your distressed wife." Well, there will be a future!"
Before waiting for him, the beard suddenly added another sentence: "From now on, the wife is born for one hour, this year will give you a marriage, two hours, then next year, three hours will be the next year. Kid, according to this Analogy!"
Shi Xiaodi was dumbfounded. He remembered that when he was a little niece, he had tossed up for a day and a night. Just two hours later, this, oh, he doesn’t want to ask for a wife after seven or eight years!
See the teenager panicked, the face is white, the beard is satisfied with the opening hand - well, my heart is more comfortable.
The house was interrupted and heard a low-pitched pain. The beard was carrying his hands and walking around the courtyard. He was so dizzy that he was going around the stone. He turned around, and it was about two or three hundred laps. The house finally heard cheers. Afterwards, the baby was crying, and I saw Cui’s mother rubbing her hands and laughing. “Give it! The lady is born! It’s a brother!”
Shi Yan clung to the bench and almost burst into tears; Cui mother looked at him strangely, and the child said that the child was more excited than the family.
The baby is pink and delicate, and is held in her arms by a robber-like relative, but she is not afraid. She calmly licks her beard and calms her head. When she is born, it happens to be a reunion, and she starts from the name of 'A-A'. The little brother just happened to make a pair.
The beard likes it very much. After a while, his son’s fingers are long, and he will read a book. After a while, he said that he is like a mother. In the future, he will be graceful. Zhang Dahou took off the name of the first beautiful man in Beijing! Haha, haha...
Ming Lan was so tired that he was lying down and rested. Hearing this, he didn’t get angry and rolled his eyes, struggling to get a pillow in the past—Piez, the title of the first beautiful man in Beijing, still by a certain The married man who is surnamed Qi keeps.
The beard lightly took the pillow, smiled and sat on the bed, kissed the wife, kissed the son, and satisfied the joy in his heart, and suddenly sighed: "If the emperor calls me to the official, I will make a sip."
In the following days, the beard was busy and could not even see the awake wife and children.
The expeditionary army is still outside, let alone stagnation and chaos. There are still many contradictions in the dark, how many have to sneak away, how to deal with the sacred Queen Mother and the ruling mother and son... to discuss the traitor remnant party, confiscate the family, the third division will review, enter The name of the crime, the defense of the capital, etc., Lala mixed a large stall, the beard is called out of the house every day, the cat called home, even the shaving of the beard did not.
So tossed on the 3rd and 4th, on the fifth day, the emperor finally found the conscience to put General Zheng Da home to go to funeral, and several other ministers also got a half-day holiday, or take turns.
After the Zheng family set up the mourning hall, the poor two sons could not be kept in front of the dead father and the mother. Finally, there were a lot of eldest sons and daughters, so they could hold the scene. In fact, even if there were no children to guard the spirit, the people who watched the daily worship would not stop. The lively red fire is comparable to the vegetable market, and there is also a sacred burial.
After Mrs. Da’s wife went to the scene, she told the Minglan to hear the situation. At the end, hesitated to say something. After the fierce battle on the hillside, when the first review was made, it was pulled out from the dead. Gu Tingzhuo’s corpse is said to have died in the first round of chaotic arrows; the corpse was sent back to the house, and the wife was fainted on the spot. After waking up, most of the body could not move.
Ming Lan did not want to be multilingual, faintly said: "Bo Xi Xiao's family learned the source, the arrow array he led is fierce and unparalleled." Those who are obsessed with this kind of fire to kill her mother and son, let him die.
Mrs. Daxiao smiled and said no more. In fact, according to her point of view, the visiting female sons who visit Minglan's mother and son are not necessarily less than the ones who went to the Zheng family to worship the spirit. It is obvious that Gu Tingzhuo is now Shengzheng Zhenglong, and that Gu Tingjun actually dared to invite the thief to go to Houfu to kill and set fire, why not dare to blame, It’s crazy, the fool will speak for his family!
The next day, it was the turn of the beard to take a break. In the afternoon, I used rice with Ming Lan. I put a plate of fried kale on the table, a dish of honey sauce rouge goose, a delicious steamed squid, another big lotus leaf. Tricholoma chicken soup.
The beard was fierce, and he ate his chopsticks after eating eight minutes. He sighed slightly: "Say, this is actually the first meal with you after you come back." Very sad, very emotional.
Ming Lan stared at his face: "When are you going to shave your beard?"
"During this day, are you eating alone?" Continue to be sad.
"You don't have soup on your beard, don't want a towel."
The beard was unpleasant, and blinked: "You can't talk well!"
"Well, I said, I said... What do I say? I said." Minglan bite the chopsticks for a long time. "I am a big belly. I can’t go to play. I can’t eat wine and watch movies. Even the Buddha is afraid of the temple. The people in the crowd have collided. Every day, they are eating and sleeping, watching the children, and day after day, there is something to say... You are going to be half a year. How can the marching warfare be more exciting than the home? Don't you say that I listen."
Somehow, this sentence is like turning a knife, turning off the beard's words, and the beard has been silent for a long time, only plainly said: "There is something that should have been told to you for a long time, no effort... Man Niang Mother and child..."
He paused, and Ming Lan raised a heart, "I found the army of our department."
Ming Lan had a hard time swallowing the rice. "That, what happened?" This guy is really abominable, saying that half is half, and the lack of basic qualities of storytelling.
The beard was waiting to be opened, and the outside voice suddenly came to the respectful voice: "Respond to Hou Ye, I am an adult, and I am waiting for you in the concierge. Are you going to pass this time, or ask the adults to wait for the meeting?"
The emperor’s vacation was not given by white. One of the important itineraries was to go to the Zhengjia Festival, and the two of them were accompanied by the same day. The beard was slightly indulged and looked at Minglan. "It's not good to call the old man. His family is also a big stall waiting for us. Let's go back early. Call the Rongtoutou at night, let's have a family meal."
