The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

The doctor Feng said that there are ten thousand things, he can fight against Zhao Lingyun without fear, but if he wants him to kill, he doesn't have the guts.

"Okay, you can go and see the guard in Erhu," Zhao Lingyun waved at the doctor Feng. This thief is not guilty, so what is it?

"The third brother sent two people to follow him," Zhao Lingyun said to Wu San again.

Wu San nodded.

The doctor Feng stood and panted for a while, but he couldn't help but stomped his feet.

Wu San chased Dr. Feng out, and after sending two brothers to follow Dr. Feng, Wu Sancai returned.

Zhao Lingyun was sitting in front of the fire bowl and cursing. Seeing Wu San coming in, he said: "According to what you said earlier, Brother San, those nights are not confiscated?"

The couple are now calling their third brother, which makes Wu Sanbei feel pressured. The closer the relationship with the two are, the harder it seems to be. Now he has been scammed by these two men, and he left the customs without order, stepping on the snow all the way to the barbarian king's court. I don't know yet, what terrible things are waiting for him!

But no matter how much pressure in his heart, Wu San still had to respond to Zhao Lingyun and said, "It should be fine."

Zhao Lingyun was still dissatisfied, and said, "How should it be called? Is it possible that it shouldn't?"

Wu San had to say: "No one knows if they will have an accident on the way back, just in case..."

"Don't," Zhao Lingyun told Wu San to stop, "good fellow, have you cursed them yet?"

Jiang Mingyue folded her hands together and said: "The Bodhisattva bless them to return to the gate safely."

Wu San: "..."

It seems that he is the only bad guy in this tent.

"Don't talk about them," Zhao Lingyun beckoned to let Wu San sit, and said, "It's useless for us to worry, and we can't look back for them."

Wu San sat down and stretched out his hand to bake a fire. Xin said that this man is really talking like farting. Do you worry less about it?

Jiang Mingyue handed a cup of tea to Wu San's hand, and whispered: "The second prince has been testing the elder."

Wu San: "I can see it too."

The second prince looked like a strong bear, and looked very simple, but this fellow was on the way today, and there was no way to ask questions.

Zhao Lingyun: "He has at least half of his wealth and lives on our bodies now, and he has to be careful. Just ask, can I still not deal with him? Look at how he was just now, I'm not facing our big night. No, am I still facing him?"

Wu San: "But will this make him even less able to trust us?"

Zhao Lingyun shook his head and said in a low voice: "I think it's not good to be too deliberate. We are Dayin people. We are only doing business with Erhu for money. We don't want to treason."

Wu San thought about what Zhao Lingyun said, and found it reasonable, but he still sought Jiang Mingyue's opinion, "What do you think, madam?"

Jiang Mingyue made another cup of tea, stuffed it into Zhao Lingyun's hand, and said, "It's okay to let the second prince think wildly, let him worry about gains and losses."

A person who is suspicious of gains and losses is better than a normal sane person to deal with.

Wu San thought for a while and said, "But the second prince has been nervous like this, will it be a bad thing?"

Zhao Lingyun drank the tea and whispered: "No, let's go to the end of Dahu. I think someone can help him kill the erhu, Dahu will be very happy."

Wu San just thought, so what kind of role do we play this time? Two-sided, provoking divorce? Wu San suddenly discovered that these people are not good people.

"It's just that our Xiao Feng is a hard-hearted," Zhao Lingyun couldn't help but still want to criticize the doctor Feng. "What happened to the barbarian's treatment? They didn't think about hitting our Da Yin's mind, and didn't wield the knife to try your fate. Your wealth, then you can show people the disease. The guard of Erhu hasn't done anything yet. He is a doctor, what kind of loyal martyr should he be?"

Wu San said, "Forget it, don't say it."

Asking Feng Guan to be an imperial doctor, it is already difficult to get out of customs with them, and Wu San can't bear it anymore to anger others.

Zhao Lingyun drank tea and said to Wu San, "Sure, because of the face of the third brother, I won't talk about him."

"But when something is really going to happen," Jiang Mingyue said at this time: "Brother, you have to protect Master Feng away."

Wu San looked at Zhao Lingyun, what about this one?

Jiang Mingyue: "I will protect my grandfather."

Zhao Lingyun straightened his chest.

Wu San: "..."

No, you're quite proud? !

"Let's fall asleep before Xiao Feng, will he be angry again?" Zhao Lingyun suddenly asked again.

Wu San: "That's for sure."

Zhao Lingyun immediately looked impatient.

Wu San thought about it, there is nothing to discuss with Zhao Lingyun today, and he said, "Either you care about the fifth young master?"

Someone on our side is hurt, have you forgotten it?

Zhao Lingyun: "If something happened to the fifth child, his people would have come over to cry for mourning a long time ago."

Wu Sanmu grinned and said "Oh", then there was nothing to talk about.

Zhao Lingyun sat and drank half a cup of tea. He was still idle. He ate a piece of cake again. After yawning several times, Zhao Lingyun still couldn't help but talk. "I hope those of you today, don't remember to hate me," Zhao Lingyun sighed.

Jiang Mingyue didn't understand, "Why do they hate you?"

Zhao Lingyun: "I didn't help them."

Jiang Mingyue immediately looked at Wu San and said, "Brother San, have you seen them?"

Wu San shook his head and said, "No, and even if they meet and talk, they won't believe me."

They left the customs privately, even if Wu San can prove that he is from the Imperial City Division, can they trust him without accepting them at night? He just told them all about the purpose of their trip, and couldn't believe him if they didn't receive them for a few nights!

"Anyway, they don't know who we are. If you want to bear the hate, please bear the hate." Zhao Lingyun now reasoned his own thoughts again, and he understood again, and said: "Do they know who they want to hate? Hahaha—"

Zhao Lingyun smiled very happily, as if taking a huge advantage.

Wu San couldn't keep up with Zhao Lingyun's brain circuits. What is the reason for this to be so happy?

In the snow, the two nights were moving forward with difficulty. After escaping from the barbarian camp, they and Paoze split up.

Except for the white snow, the road to the pass was deserted. Everything was dead and dead.

"Did you hear clearly just now?" He walked to the front of the night, turned his head and glanced at his six or seven-year-old younger brother, and said: "The person you hurt really called the name Zhao Xilou. ?"

Young Ye did not stop nodding.

"Zhao Xilou," said the elder Ye Bushu, "Zhao Lingyun wrote the words for the West Tower."

"Who is Zhao Lingyun?" Young Ye Bu asked.

The elder night did not accept: "He is General Zhao's younger brother, but General Zhao was a concubine, and he was kicked out of the house a long time ago."

This General Zhao is Zhao Chengzhai, Zhao Lingyun's concubine.

"After General Zhao died, Gao Jiangye sent General Zhao's sons and daughters to the capital. He went to join Zhao Lingyun," said Ye Bushou, who was once under Zhao Chengzhai's command. He remembered this very clearly.

So the question is, why would Zhao Lingyun confuse the barbarians?