MTL - Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’-Chapter 674 Chinese New Year (1) - the beginning of the year

青国不鸣城

"What do you say? The soldiers of the Nightingale City are happy in the New Year?"

In the city of Tuen Mun, I heard the return of the scouting soldier. The strong man who was in the first place was full of eyes. He was the first general of the Dragon King, and there were three generals under him. The general of Hu Yan, who was killed by Ling Jingxuan, is also one of them. The Beiban people are very similar to the Western people. They are all natural warriors. Both men and women are all good at riding, the generals are generals, the next horses are herders, the folk customs are quite awkward, different from the western countries. Yes, Bei Man does not have his own cultural heritage. It is more brutal and cruel than the Western countries. The simple summary is that they have strong fighting power, basically shameless, shameless and ferocious.

"Yes, the scouts are coming to report, they can clearly hear the sound of firecrackers."

The scouts repeated and repeated again. To be honest, when he received the news, he also took a moment to make it clear that the Qingguo is still at a disadvantage, and they may be attacked at any time. Why are they still in the mood for the New Year? Is it true that people like the East say that Qingguo has become the richest country?

Obviously, many people have the same thoughts as him, and as a result, their eyes are full of greed, as long as they take over and replace them, everything is theirs!

"The order is passed, the whole army rests in the daytime, and after the Qing soldiers are full of food at night, we will attack the city!" After half a ring, Hu Wei made a decisive decision, since it was the opportunity that Qingguo gave them. They didn't make sense, didn't they let go?

"Yes!"

Not only the scouts, but all the northern generals in the room stood up and looked at their looks, as if they had seen the night market break, they replaced the picture.

Just, will it be so easy?

Nightingale city

New Year's Eve is to eat from noon to night. Everyone drinks, talks, and gathers together. When children are full, they will go to play. When they are tired, they will come back and eat. The formal training of the Eagles will be big tomorrow. Beginning on the first day of the year, Xiao Baozi and Xiao Huzi did not have to stay there. Qin Muyan Li Ruhong helped them to group and class. After saying some regulations, Xiao Baozi Xiaohuzi came back with the Thunder team.

There were five tables in the hall, and there were ten tables in the yard. All the people in the door gathered together. In addition to Yan Xiaohua who went to Lingzhou to pick up the grain, everyone else was all there, including the injury has gradually recovered. The general of Ye, Yan Xiaobei is not there, the big buns Ling Wen took the younger brothers to the milk and went to Ling Jingxuan for their table.

"Father Wang, hey, you have worked hard this year! The baby will respect you, I hope that you will be safe and peaceful, and you will be old!"

The big buns are really bigger and more sensible. When he was young, he would only say a happy New Year!

"Oh... we also hope that you will be safe and happy!"

The husband and the husband looked at each other and both of them picked up the glasses and saw the children standing in front of them in a row. The two eyes were satisfied and happy, and they never looked at their children growing up happier day by day. The things have been hard to squeeze on the small group of adults at this table to look back at them, the eyeballs sloppily turn, decisively slipped down, not forgetting to pick up their own cup of milk, squeeze into them, small The guy raised his milk and looked up: "Father, hey, and me, also touch me!"

"Ha ha..."

He was anxious, but because he was too short to be able to clink with them, he was so anxious that he couldn’t help but laugh. Yan Yanrui’s Ling Jingxuan’s appearance was also a reluctance to bend down: “What are you talking about? ?"

He slammed his forehead, and Yan Ruirui said that he said that he still touched him with his own glass.

"People should also touch the father and the donkey."

The small group didn't take it for granted and touched Ling Jingxuan's cup. The fleshy face finally showed a smile of satisfaction.

"You! I know it will start!"

Ling Jingxuan didn't have a good time to touch a cup with him. He got up and swept the little buns standing in front of him: "Xiaowu, Minger, you have to move out with Xiaohuzi. In the matter of becoming a general, you I have never let me worry about you. Once on the battlefield, neither I nor your father can help you. What we can do is to work hard to pave the way for you before you become a general. Cheng, this process is definitely very convinced of pain, don't let us down."

If he can, he does not want his son to inherit the arrogance of Towers of War. He will take over the military power in the future. As Yan Rurui said when he lost his memory, the military power is not a good thing. There is a saying that is quite right, since the ancient Taiping general I don’t see the generals enjoying the peace. Although Xiaowu should not have the end of the dead rabbits in the future, as long as the military power falls in his hands, there are too many people who want to provoke him. His life is also destined to follow. Like Rui Rui, the bloodthirsty on the battlefield is the **** of protection in the eyes of ordinary people, and they are always guarded. The responsibility is too heavy! No, this is the dream of a little buns, he can't deprive it.

"Well, my father is relieved, I won't let you down."

The little buns raised their eyes on their eyes and their eyes were covered with naked and firm. He knew that the establishment of the young eagle team was entirely for him. In the future, he would not inherit the army of his father, but he would control his own army. The father and the monk are paving the way for him, and he will certainly not disappoint them.

"For the father, I look forward to the day you changed."

Yan Ruirui looked at him deeply and placed high hopes on him. Apart from the small group, his second pain was him, because he was most like him, of course, except for the side of his food.

"Ok!"

The father and the son three people toasted each other, scorned a glass of wine, Ling Jingxuan looked at the iron baby and Yan Shangqing: "Iron baby, you are doing very well, I heard that the children like you very much, and my Little Warrior, you are not bad, or just like the Iron Wagon, be a famous celebrity in the world?"

Speaking of this big celebrity, Ling Jingxuan can't help but think of the name of a certain group, the smile of the eyes can not help but deeper "Ling Shu!"

Yan Shangqing's face is red, he is no longer a child, and then he is happy to hear the words of the little warrior. The face is somewhat shy.

"Oh... come on, I hope that you will be happy to do what you like in the new year."

Their little warriors also reached the age of shyness. Ling Jingxuan no longer teased him. He smiled and raised his glass. The iron doll Xiaoshangqing also said: "I hope you will be safe and healthy, and you will be old!"

The four men took a cup of Chinese food and then, with Lingwen, they went to Chu Yunhan and Zeng Shaoqing and others to see what they meant. With their own milk cups, they are behind them, no, not behind them. The little one is walking in the front. The first one is toasting first. When he goes up, he is the first to spoil. The people in the house are all happy, "The Lord, thank you for your cultivation, we will respect you!"

After the little buns left, Long Dashan Zhou Changsheng and Song Xiaohu also brought up the cups. If there were no masters, there would be no them, especially the little tigers. His gratitude is the deepest. Wang Hao is not only his savior, but also It is the reborn parents of their family. Now their parents are the manager of Jingyun Mountain Villa. The older brother is also the most profitable manager of Sanye. The second sister is married to Wang Hao’s most dependent members of the Thunder team. They used to be slaves. In just a few years, I became a person with status and status. All these were given to them by the two masters. In his mind, the master is like his parents, and he will respect them forever.

"Oh... you are one year old, big mountain, longevity, you have to go to the career in the future, I don't force you to work hard like Xiaohuzi, but if you like, I hope that you can also exercise together. I have contact with the soldiers on weekdays. Since the ancient civil warriors are not allowed, but you are different, you grew up together, I hope you will not forget this in the future."

Looking at these sensible children, Ling Jingxuan said with a smile. For them, he has always been treated like a pro-son. They have some buns, they almost have them, and now they see one better than one, he also Sincerely expressed pleasure.

"Well, we remembered."

Long Dashan Zhou Changsheng glanced at each other and nodded. Ling Jingxuan’s line of sight looked at Song Xiaohu: "Little Tiger, I have nothing to tell you. You just heard it with Xiaowu. If you have pressure, you have motivation. Don't forget any hard work in the future, you have a group of supportive friends!"

Their future achievements are definitely higher than one, and the high officials are the most corrosive to human nature. He sincerely hopes that no matter how much they will be in the future and how much power they control, don’t forget the initial heart. Forget this is commendable. Friendship.

"Well, Master, I will not forget."

Xiaohuzi nodded very cautiously. Ling Jingxuan reached out and touched their heads separately. The husband and wife both met with them at the same time. They saw Lingyun Yansi and Song Shuiling An Shaonong, and even Qin Muyan Li Ruhong and others were eager to try. Ling Jingxuan quickly stopped: "You don't want to fight in the wheel. Maybe it won't be too calm today. I don't want to drink too much."

He was as embarrassed as the children, holding milk and clinking them.

"You still know that you will not be calm. This seat thinks that you have not seen it for three years. You have become stupid."

A voice that didn't belong to them suddenly suddenly came out of nowhere. Everyone felt that a strong wind had swept. The next second, the unsolicited Xue Wuyang Sikong had stood side by side with them. Everyone could not help but see what they were. Come? Soldiers inside and outside the night city are like clouds, is it not so good to pass through the city? Can they still fly into the sky?

"You are not bad, still come there without a trace!"

Ling Jingxuan, who had no change on the face, said that he had smashed his fist and rubbed his chest. He had not seen it for more than three years. Under the nourishment of love and marriage, he seemed to be more enchanting.

"Isn't that necessary? This martial arts is invincible!"

There is no meaning of any harm, Xue Wuyang’s smile, Mei Yan’s smile, and Yan Yurui’s sneak peek at him, and the gaze is obviously saying that you are all dead when we are?

"Great Emperor, Yang... Huangfu?"

It’s hard to go back to God’s Sikong and stand up and shout. The blue scorpion is intertwined with shock and ecstasy. Although he is faintly guessed when Jing Xuan asks him to take the letter, they will see you soon, but he I never dreamed that it would be so fast, and it was still in such a sudden situation.