The storm gradually rises

The wind stopped, but the snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering everyone's eyes. This was the first heavy snow since the beginning of winter. When the heavy snow fell, the weather was not cold, but instead became warmer. Yang Ling took a refreshing breath comfortably, let go of the belt of the expensive white fox fur, the sword sheath at the waist broke free from the constraints, and the tail jingled to hit the saddle.

As the snow started to rise, fewer pedestrians on the streets were walking in a hurry with their sleeves and necks trunks. The vendors held up oil umbrellas and were still hawking on the streets. It was the Chinese New Year, and they could earn more money, pull a piece of material for their wives, buy some stove candy and bacon for their children. This is the greatest wish and satisfaction of these common people in the market.

With such heavy snow, I'm afraid the "Zhuwang Hall" will no longer elect the prince consort today? Yang Ling suddenly didn't want to go there. In such a weather, he should sit by the window and build wine in the mud stove. If he moistened some fat and tender yellow mutton, he would be happy.

At the intersection, Yang Ling pulled the reins of the horse and hesitated whether to go to Yang Shen, go to the Leopard Garden or the Duke Cheng Mansion to drink and spend time with several princes and friends. At this moment, two sounds, suddenly two things circled from nowhere, circling around in the air.

When the remaining strength was exhausted, the two things were rotating in the air and hanging in the air lost, and they both fell to the ground. Because the first snow was soft, the things were not broken. Yang Ling looked at him, but they were two ordinary wine glasses.

Yang Ling had resigned from his public office in name and became a Duke of the State. Although he also had the position of a mighty general and controlled tens of thousands of cavalry from four other armies, in order to avoid suspicion, he never allowed military soldiers to protect his servants when he traveled, but only let his family and generals follow him.

These people are all warriors carefully selected by Wu Jie. Not only are they well-trained, but most of them have martial arts skills. Some of them are recruited masters from martial arts families.

As soon as he heard about the police, these people immediately protected Yang Ling, while those outside were on guard against all directions. Beware of someone's secretly firing arrows. The two most skilled guards Huabian and Hong Xing are experts in the Northern School Tan Le and Eagle Claw Gate. Huabian can sweep three wooden stakes with one leg. Hong Xing's eagle claw skills are also very good. Both of them have reached the pinnacle of their external skills, and they really don't take this skillful skill seriously. They are smart and discerning the direction of throwing the wine glass. They immediately flew off the horse and pounced towards a small hotel opposite.

Yang Ling pressed his hand on his waist, quietly held the handle of the musket, squinted his eyes and looked into the hotel. The store was very small, and with heavy snow, although the door was open, there was only one drinker sitting there alone drinking by himself.

She was dark and dark. Her skin was as dark as snow. Her hair was tied behind her shoulders. She was tied with a white silk on her forehead. She was dressed up in a world of martial arts. Her slender waist and proud breast curves. Her beautiful face silhouettes when sitting on the side show that she was a very beautiful woman.

She turned her face, and her bright black and white eyes and beautiful facial features clearly reflected Yang Ling's eyes through the confusing snow curtain. Yang Ling's body shook and immediately shouted: "Stop!"

Huabian and Hong Xing had already reached the door. One of them was good at capturing the three routes and the other was good at capturing the three routes. Seeing that there was only a young woman in the store, the two were about to take action at the same time and captured her in one fell swoop. Suddenly, they heard the Duke's order. The two were stunned.

Yang Ling looked at the store with a straight look. The woman in the dark clothes did not look at him anymore. She turned her head gently and took out another wine glass from the plate and placed it opposite her.

There was no one across the street, but the woman held up the pot and poured the wine into the water, as if no one was around.

With a heart-to-heart relationship, Yang Ling immediately turned over and got off the horse. He walked towards the hotel step by step. Huabian and Hong Xing nervously came forward and said, "Dude".

Yang Ling smiled faintly and said, "This is me... an old friend. You guys leave."

Yang Ling walked into the store, walked to the opposite side of the woman in Xuanyi and sat down slowly, looked at the woman in front of him and said, "Shopkeeper, please go out first."

With the sound, with a "bang", a large ingot of silver was thrown backwards on the counter. Although the technique was far less than that of the woman, she had clearly practiced kung fu in terms of wrist strength and skills. The woman's bare face as faint as ice and snow could not help but move.

The shop owner saw that he had ten taels of silver, and immediately copied it in his hand and left without saying a word.

The woman opposite her eyelashes drooped, her fine and beautiful eyelashes covered her eyes, and her cherry lips pursed into a thread.

"I hope that today will meet you will never meet again." This is what she said that day. Why did she take the initiative to look for me again? After careful look, Fengshuang did not seem to leave any trace on her delicate face, and her face was still as beautiful as a painting. However, the eyes were full of confusion, helplessness and weakness. What does the sudden radiance of the sudden appearance of the radiant charm when the eyes met...

"I promised you that I would persuade my father not to bewitch him by Yang Hu again." Cui Ying'er showed a look of crying and laughing: "Now, my father will never rebel with Yang Hu again."

Yang Ling felt relieved and said happily: "Has the old man changed his mind?"

Cui Ying'er said quietly: "He is dead...".

Yang Ling was shocked and could not answer the words for a moment. He knew that the bandit suppression officers and soldiers had pulled out all the Bazhou clans, and also knew that Mr. Cui was hit by a random arrow, but he did not expect that the life of a martial artist would be so fragile.

No wonder she is gentle and gentle, with a pitiful look. It turns out that her father was killed by the officers and soldiers again, and the Bazhou village was razed to the ground. Everything was due to her despicable husband and her blind obedience. She had suffered a lot of psychological torture for this.

Yang Ling stared at her, her pale face exuding loneliness. Since she parted, she has become thinner, her chin is pointed, and her wrists are thin on the table, as if they are broken. Is this the heroic and heroic Hongmao back then?

The family is gone, the father is dead, and the husband is like a stranger. He has done something to her again...

Yang Ling felt hot and suddenly said, "You..., what place do you have? Stay here and I'll take care of you, okay?"

Cui Ying'er's eyes suddenly opened, and a strange light flashed in her eyes. Yang Ling said slowly: "I went to Sichuan for a lifetime of death, after this matter. My thoughts on many things are different from before. Responsibility cannot be avoided, happiness cannot be waited, Cui Ying'er should not bear so much suffering. Put aside those worldly opinions, stay and let me take care of you for the rest of your life. OK?"

Cui Ying'er looked at him steadily, with emotion and joy in her eyes. After watching silently for a long time, she looked away and said softly: "I have been married, but I am still a female thief. Ordinary people dare not ask me. You are a dignified Duke of Power. Don't you dislike me?"

Yang Ling felt relieved and chuckled: "Cui Ying'er is a wonderful woman in the world, I'm just afraid that you will hate me."

Cui Ying'er lowered her head, bit her thin white teeth and said softly after a while: "The commander and soldiers cleared out the old village people. It is Zhou De'an, commander of Bazhou."

Yang Ling frowned and said strangely: "What does it mean?"

Cui Ying'er raised her head and looked at him and said, "I have failed to sneak into the military camp for assassination three times. Zhou De'an has become a Shaolin artist. He has extraordinary martial arts and strengthened his defense after the first attack. I have never found a chance to take action. Now, he is transferred to Jinling as an official and rushed back to the Ministry of War to report. I am following him."

Yang Ling's heart was shocked and hesitated: "What do you... mean?"

"Please help me and kill him!"

Yang Ling suddenly became silent.

Cui Ying'er turned her face and said softly: "I know... it's hard to ask for it like this. But Zhou De'an should kill it! I told my father that he betrayed his brother and killed Uncle Huo Wu. My father was very angry. Yang Hu begged for a long time, but my father still withdrew all the assistance to him and scolded him for being unable to accomplish great things. He asked him to stay calm in the future. The people in the old village had already given up on rebellion.

But... Zhou De'an! For the sake of military achievements, he brazenly used troops to slaughter fourteen clovers, and the elderly, weak, women and children did not let go. Then he attacked Lin Laozhai. He pretended to invite peace, and I tried to persuade my father to surrender. My father agreed to negotiate with Zhou De'an, but Zhou De'an secretly dispatched troops and took advantage of the clover to relax his guard. He sneaked into the clover at night. My father... ".

The eyes slowly fell down, and two drops of clear tears slowly flowed down the white cheeks: "My father's brothers and the survivors of the old village all insisted on taking revenge and they must kill Zhou Dean before they could give up. Zhou Dean rarely left the military camp and wanted to kill him. The people in the old village had to attack him hard, so I don't know how many people would die. I killed my father and didn't want anyone else to die like this. What am I now? Nothing! An unclean and ominous woman..."

She looked at Yang Ling with tears in her eyes and said, "I know you are a gentleman and a rare good official in the court. As long as you are willing to avenge me and fulfill my wish, I am willing to be a slave and a servant!"

This is not Hong Niang! It is definitely not her! Yang Ling's eyes flashed with surprise. There is no such perfect disguise technique in the world. Of course, he would not regard Cui Ying'er in front of him as a fake person. However, with Hong Niang's arrogant personality, I am afraid she would rather die than use this method to ask for help. What is the inside story here?

Yang Ling thought nervously, there must be a reason! There must be another reason here. What is the purpose of? The Hong Madam, who is so arrogant that she is still better than a man, bows to him? He proposes such a humiliating solution and asks him for help at his own expense?

"I know you no longer care about the inner factory, but the Duke of the State wants to kill a small commander of the guard, so it should be easy. Are you... willing to help me?"

Yang Ling shook his head gently: "I owe you what I can. As long as I can, I am willing to do anything for you. However, it is the emperor's will to clear out the Bazhou clan. Even if the Bazhou clan has no intention of rebellion, robbery, kidnapping, and violating the law will not stop, they are still bandits. It is natural for officers and soldiers to suppress bandits. Even if the methods are cruel, I have no reason to kill the generals who have made contributions to suppress bandits because of this.

You hate corrupt officials who use their power for personal gain the most. If I violate my own principles for the sake of you and use excuses to kill Commander Zhou, then what is the difference between me and the officials you hate? Ying'er, I cannot agree to such a request!"

The red lady's pale face rosy flushed. She raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Don't rob and kidnap? Don't violate the law? Then how can they survive? You promised to let the poor people live a good life, but now? You have become a powerful and blessed prince, but the people of Bazhou are bullied by the government and cannot survive. It is like hell on earth!"

Yang Ling frowned slightly. He has always focused on major policies and policies, and has been running around for more than a year and is full of everything. How can he have time to learn about local civil affairs in detail? Is the Bazhou official rule now so corrupt?"

Yang Ling smiled bitterly and said, "A real man does something, but he doesn't do anything. If the Bazhou government is really cruel and rampant, I will advise the emperor and punish him severely. But Zhou De'an was ordered by the emperor to use troops to suppress the bandits. He broke through more than ten large villages in a row and wiped out the bandits in Bazhou. Even if there are any inappropriate things, the merits will be greater than the fault. Yang Ling will not kill meritorious officials for money and power, nor will he betray the law because of women."

The red lady's face turned white, and she stood up suddenly, took two steps back in shock and angrily. She said, "You... did you say I used female sex to seduce you to abuse the law?"

Yang Ling regretted it very much, hurriedly stood up and greeted it, "Ying'er, I don't mean that. Listen to me, I mean..."

"Knock". With a sword roar, the short sword was unsheathed and pressed against Yang Ling's chest. The Hongniang said murderously: "What else do you say? Most of the bandits entered the mountains for livelihood. Otherwise, who would dare to do this beheading business? They broke the law and should be killed! But should all those women and children be killed? I only ask you to kill one person, only one person."

Yang Ling was not afraid and looked at her and said, "Do you know? When I cleared out the pirates, I also used the delaying military strategy or even the surrender strategy. When I pacified the rebellion of the capital, I burned the camps, and there were no more women and children killed? On the battlefield, if there were women's kindness, many soldiers would have died in vain. I really want to help you, but although this person's method is cruel, it is not a way to die, and I cannot kill him!"

Cui Ying'er was desperate: "Why do I have to see him? Why do I have to be humiliated? Is it because of hundreds of lives of uncles and brothers who insist on avenging Laozhai, or because... because his figure is getting deeper and deeper in my heart, am I giving myself a reason to approach him?"

She forcibly suppressed the Laozhai people who were eager to take revenge, just because she had always remembered a promise to Yang Ling in her heart: "Don't rebel!" Even if her father was killed by a trap, she only wanted to use the means of the people and the people in the world to settle this kind of revenge one-on-one.

I followed Zhou De'an to the capital. But after arriving at the capital, I couldn't help but linger near Duke Wei's mansion, just to secretly look at him. Today, I came out in a low voice to beg him. Is he really unable to take revenge or wants to use his reasons for avenging himself to face his old father and his elders in the village with peace of mind, find a reason to deceive himself forever and find a happy life to be with him?

Cui Ying'er felt a little angry. Everyone in the village knew that she and Yang Hu were now strangers. Who knew the secret in her heart? That night's evil fate captured her body, and she had been separated for nearly a year and recognized Yang Hu's ugly face, but she also gave her heart to this man. But who can talk about this kind of daughter's thoughts? Who can understand?

Seeing this scene, the guards outside the door pulled out their weapons and rushed into the store. Yang Ling didn't look back and just shouted loudly: "Get out!"

After hearing this, the guards hesitated and did not know how to move forward and retreat, they all looked at Liu Dabangcui. Dabangcui had seen Hongmao and knew where they were together in Yangyuan. He glared at the pair of mung bean eyes, looked at Hongmao holding his sword in tears, and looked like a young wife, and then looked at his handsome manly manly spirit, and immediately made the wisest decision:

The matter between the Grand Marshal and the woman, especially between the beautiful women, the smart person's way is to ignore it and pretend not to be able to see it. The Grand Marshal said it was okay, then it would be fine. Besides... Isn't the Grand Marshal still a very powerful gun?

Liu Dabangcui immediately waved his arms and shouted more decisively than Yang Ling: "Get out, go out!" With a "Ka" sound, the robe that had been very nervous also decisively cracked a large hole from behind the shoulder.

"Mr. Cui has gone. You are the old village of Cui family? Ying'er, why don't you plan for the living? The people in the village are either old people, women, children, and children. Killing officials and rebelling. If you want to say something wrong, who is right? Who is wrong? Maybe it's not wrong, just like... Who can you blame for your affairs? If you want to say something about cause and effect..."

The Hongniang's face was as shameless as a pomegranate and said angrily: "Don't tell me any cause and effect, the grievances of the people in the martial arts world. There is a solution for the people in the martial arts world. We don't care about right or wrong, we only talk about grudges and grudges."

Yang Ling smiled faintly and said, "Maybe it was, but I know that you are not that kind of person now."

He took a step forward, and the red lady shook the tip of her sword and shouted, "Stop. Don't move."

Yang Ling said in a deep voice: "After all, the old village of Cuijia is still the banner of bandits. I can't justify taking revenge on a general who has made contributions in suppressing bandits. I don't allow you to go!"

Cui Ying'er sneered: "You care about me? Why?"

"Just because we have a husband and wife! Yang Hu is not worthy of you! Just because you are making trouble now, no matter whether it is right or wrong, just because Cui Ying'er, a woman, should not be taken to the court for these responsibilities that she should not bear, I have the responsibility to take care of you, and I have the right to take care of you! I decided: From now on, you are my woman!"

Yang Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want me to ask for a decree to announce to the world? What I can do, the emperor will definitely encourage me to make trouble! Do you believe it?"

He strode forward as he said. The Hongmao held the sword and pressed against his chest and only stepped back step by step. She was angry at her embarrassment and shouted sternly: "Stop! Do you think I dare not kill you?"

"You dare not, you would not do that. I remember that you saved me in the Baideng Mountain Cave; I remember that you saved many people outside Beijing; I remember that you kept your promises and did not hurt after you left the city; I remember that you were willing to return to the mountain village and dissuade Ling Zun from giving up the idea of ​​rebellion...

Cui Ying'er, you were born in that thief's nest, but you are not a qualified thief. You can't be a thief, nor is it the material. Put down your sword and be obediently a woman!

I promise. I will no longer let the people of Bazhou suffer, no longer let you suffer, you should not look like this. Think about what kind of spirit and heroic woman he was when he first met you? Wear your red clothes, don’t be either white or black, so that you can immerse yourself in the mist of hatred all day and month..."

"You...you...you...get out of here", the Hongniang's voice trembled, becoming weaker and weaker, becoming more and more scared. What is this guy in front of him doing? Why is he scolding me so righteously? Ordering me? Discipline me?

She asked indignantly, but she didn't dare to refute. Her back had reached the wall and she had nowhere to retreat, but Yang Ling was still walking forward, and her chest had reached the tip of her sword.

"In the past, I didn't dare to promise you, not because I despise you, just because I don't know whether you and Yang Hu can reconcile, just because I have a great disaster in my own fate, I don't know if I can survive it safely. Now, I know that you and Yang Hu will never have the possibility of reconcile. Your misfortune is my responsibility, and I will leave everything for you in the future to me.

I promise: I will ask about the local affairs of Bazhou; I will place the people from my old village; I will arrange it. The relationship between me and you is destined by heaven, and I will not let you go wrong. You stupid woman, what else would you do except dance with guns and sticks all day long? Put down your sword and don’t yell poorly!”

Only when dealing with a strong woman is stronger than her. In particular, we cannot tell too many big truths when dealing with a woman like Hong Niang. Yang Ling's unprecedented rudeness and unreasonableness made Hong Niang confused.

Yang Ling walked forward with his head held high and his chest held high. The Hongniang felt that the sharp sword tip had pierced into his chest. She quickly shrank her hand. The sword tip was upward, and there was no blood on it. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yang Ling took the opportunity to take a big step and hugged her in his arms. The Hongniangzi was angry and ashamed and scolded: "You... you bastard! Scoundrel! Let me go."

The second skin-dating relationship was different from the last time, and the feeling of being embarrassed and angry was different. Cui Ying'er's body felt soft and she almost gave up resisting and fell into his gentle embrace.

Yang Ling also breathed a sigh of relief and could not give her room to think. If she really made a big mistake in killing the official, she would not be able to save her. He hugged the Hong Madam's body, which seemed thin but plump and soft, and had a well-proportioned body, and said softly: "Give up revenge, you are not the master of the world, you cannot distinguish between good and evil, and right and wrong are unknown..."

"Avenge?" The Hong Madam was shocked suddenly and regained her own rationality: "What am I doing? My father's hatred is irreconcilable. He is a high-ranking official of the court and a colleague of my enemy. Why am I so shameless that I actually let this bad guy hold it in my arms? Even if Yang Hu's beast, I don't have to care about him, but what will uncles and elders think of me? Can my father rest in peace in the underworld? If Zhou De'an doesn't die, they will.........., how will I deal with myself at that time?"

Hongniang calmed down, she suddenly shook her arms, broke free from Yang Ling's arms, and flashed to the side and said, "I, Cui Ying'er, will ask you to help me again. I will avenge my revenge! I live well, and I don't need to be pitiful, let alone you care! Yang Di, the surname is, I will say goodbye when I haven't come!"

Cui Ying'er returned the sword with a "crack" and strode to the door of the store, raised her head and said, "You are choosing a princess for the princess, right? Don't stay at home all day with your wife and concubine. Use some thoughts to help others find a favorite husband."

A bitter smile appeared on her lips and said, "Men are afraid of entering the wrong career, women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. If you are wrong, that is a lifelong thing. If you harm someone's girl, you will be uneasy for the rest of your life."
To be continued...