Spring swallows built mud nests...

The hungry young birds stretched out their mouths and chirped for a long time.┡

The bright sunshine in the afternoon slowly became cloudy, and the first heavy rain in summer suddenly came. The raindrops dripped along the palace eaves, and the embroidered clothes and ribbons fluttered in the bedroom of Ciming Palace, and the music was filled with delicacies.

Under the jade screen, a soft collapsed and a woman lies across.

Jiufeng's long golden silk skirt, blue silk bun, golden steps swaying across the bun, slowly shaking with her body movements, her eyes swaying slightly, and occasionally a green moan came out of her thick red lips, indicating that the woman was not sleeping soundly.

A pair of hands that were more delicate than women slid down gently, brushed across the smooth and tender shoulders, and gently kneaded them. The maid who came over came with tea cups, was all swept back by the soft eunuch sitting on the side of the soft collapse. The woman opened her eyes and looked at the other person with her eyes.

"This time, the chief executive was very clever and gave all Fang La's contribution to Tong Guan and the generals under Tong Guan. At his position, no matter how much contribution he made would be bad. You should learn more and give more when you should give in. Don't always think about competing with others to show your intelligence. There are many capable eunuchs in this palace. If you hurt you one day, it would be bad."

"The Queen Mother's words are known to Hua Tian."

He followed the pinch and trembled when he crossed the woman's buttocks. Shang Yu looked at him in anger, reached out and slapped him, and then let Yu Huatian continue to pinch his feet.

"White Jinzhong, who has been rushing up in front of His Majesty recently, don't go too close to him. I have been in the palace for more than 20 years and have never seen anyone. This man is cruel, ambitious, and good at competing for power. The Ru Concubine was an example at the time. You, you won't know how to die if you die when you die in the middle. Lao Shi knows that you have great martial arts skills, but it's not good to hide your weaknesses often."

Yu Huatian gently pinched her toes and a soft smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Who is sandwiched between whom?"

"Of course it's the middle between Bai Ning and Wei Jinzhong." Shang Yu retracted his feet, sat up and waved the musician and dancer, dragged the long steps on the blanket barefoot, and slowly changed to solemnity. "Don't underestimate Bai Ning. Since he helped the official to rectify the chaos, it is becoming increasingly difficult to see through. Although the new Wei Jinzhong is favored, it is not necessarily under Bai Ning's surveillance. You have been in the East Factory for such a long time, and you are probably aware of some information transmission."

Empress Dowager Shang Yu sat opposite Yu Huatian and stared at him righteously: "If you are too close to Wei Jinzhong now, you may not be affected by liquidation in the future. Apart from being kind to his silly wife in his family, I have never seen him be kind to others. Huatian remembers that he should not do stupid things."

On the soft collapse, the eunuch who was so beautiful that he lowered his eyes. After a long time, he smiled like nothing and nodded.

Outside, the heavy rain did not stop for a moment, and lightning and thunder were roaring.

One foot suddenly stepped back and picked up the mud and water. Yan Qing stepped back in the rain. A steel knife cut open the rain curtain and rubbed it through the tip of his nose. Then, his right foot was staggered, his body slanted, and the second knife passed through his lower abdomen. He retreated in a mess, and leaned against a wooden pillar under the corridor.

Then, the two swords were squeezed.

Yan Qing raised his arms, climbed upside down, and with a loud bang, the blade cut on the pillar. On the upside down, Yan Qing smiled and looked down at the Beathoo holding the two swords: "Brother, how about fighting here today? Look, Master Lu is hiding there alone and drinking and eating meat is much better than we are wet in the rain."

"Okay, I won't fight today."

Wu Song put away his swords, his whole body was already wet, wiped the rain from his face, and shouted: "God, it's still good at noon, and the rain will come as soon as possible."

The two walked in the corridor and went into the room not far away. They stepped into the threshold. A monk sat next to the small stove, fanning a palm-shaped fan at the air inlet of the stove, and putting a small pot on the stove. The cooked dog meat was filled with fragrance, and two jars of good wine stood beside them.

After entering, Yan Qing and Wu Song took off their clothes and changed their clothes, and sat next to the stove. Lu Zhishen shook the fan and looked at them, "Can the winner be decided today?"

"Actually, Xiao Yi has already lost." Yan Qing smiled and said, "If you fight with your life, Xiao Yi will have nine out of ten lives." As he said, he divided the meat in the pot and put it into the bowl of two people.

Wu Song also poured the wine over there and looked up and said, "Don't say it, it's still Master Lu has the wisdom of Buddhism. I have a fight with Xiao Yi, but he is eating meat and drinking here."

The three of them then burst into laughter.

Putting down the wine bowl, Lu Zhishen looked at Yan Qing and said, "In recent days, Sajia and Erlang have come to your house to visit and eat a lot of wine and meat, but from the beginning to the end, I still want to persuade Xiao Yi. The court is not kind, so it is better for the three of us to wander around the world. If we are tired, find a place to rest and live a better life."

Drink a bowl of wine and put it down. Yan Qing wiped the corner of his mouth and sniffed it in a small stutter. When he heard Lu Zhishen's words, he stopped chewing and shook his head: "Brother, don't persuade Xiao Yi anymore. There are some things you and Brother Wu Song can't understand. People in the world say that the East Factory is like a wolve, killing countless people, and forcing merchants to make money. But Xiao Yi saw what the Admiral did with his own eyes and ears."

He put down the meat piece in his hand, wiped it, and continued, "Those merchants, my brothers, are afraid that the admiral did not take them down because their crimes were not enough to reach the beheading, so he took some silver from them."

"Isn't it just a fortune? When Master Lu and I came to Tokyo, we made a special trip to see the Bai Mansion. It was simply magnificent and hadn't it taken from the hands of the people." Wu Song got upset and threw the chopsticks on the table.

"Brother, don't worry about listening."

Yan Qing explained: "If you want to say that the Admiral is full of personal bags, it will be a big wrong. According to Xiao Yi, the Admiral wears a palace robe with grade sewn in the palace, and there are only two other clothes. The Supervisor's wife's clothes are even worse than those of the rich and gentry's wife and concubines in the wealthy courtyard. The Supervisor's brothers and sisters also pay according to the monthly payment and never give it much. Do you know where the money went?"

"Where?" Lu Zhishen and Wu Song stared at each other.

Yan Qing pointed to the north and west, and he raised several fingers: "There is a sum with Brother Guan Sheng, Brother Qin Ming, Brother Suo and Hu Yanzhuo. The money allocated by the court every year is actually not much in the army. The Admiral thought of this method and secretly transferred the expenses to those merchants, just to make the Northern Expedition in the future, hoping that Brother Guan Sheng and others could train a new army."

"A eunuch..."

Wu Song was silent for a long time and only grinded out half a sentence. However, Lu Zhishen slapped the table and glared: "It's true. The Sa family admires it very much. If Xiao Yi wants to stay, please stay. The Sa family and Erlang temporarily go to the Baima Temple to hang a list. If it is a useful place, it's okay to say it, but you have to prepare wine and meat from time to time."

Some things were said, but with Lu Zhishen and Wu Song's straight personality, they accepted it. The three of them then talked about who had not died in Liangshan and where to make a living.

At this time, something shocked the entire Wu Chao in the cold place in the northeast.

In the fifth year of Xinghe, in early June, the glacier thawed, and a piece of news about the north came from north to south. He protected the 20,000 Jurchen blood stained the northern land and defeated the 700,000 Liao teams in one fell swoop.

At this time, Wanyan Aguda's name was officially put into the memorial of the Emperor of Wu Dynasty, which made him feel a little worried and urgent. It was the best time to join Jin to fight against Liao and get Yanyun back.

...

"Wu Libu...Where is Wu Shu?" The blood-stained blade body brushed over the corpse, and the burly old man exhaled a breath, "Where is the messenger of the Wu Dynasty... The battle is almost over."

Oli is not the name of the Jurchen tribe, but the person who was called was riding on the horse and deviated his sight. He wanted others to call him Wanyan Zongwang.

"Father, don't care about the people of the Wu Dynasty."

He waved his knife and looked south, "This is our world."

Fang La Roll is over, and a new era begins.
Chapter completed!