"Xi ‘er"
Fu Jiushan, the middle-aged man, knows that this group of workers are secretly helping others. If he remembers Sany correctly, his real name is Hirahito. But there’s something about Sany that Fu Jiushan doesn’t know.
Looking closely at the young man’s face, I can see that he is similar to Hirahito’s brow.
Pingren got up and said to the son, "I didn’t let you live a good life."
Chapter one hundred and nineteen Don’t bully each other.
"There are no more horses." He Lianheng’s commanding appearance when riding back to his horse is called Zongjin. "I’m afraid these horses will have to wait until they get to the rest first."
Zong Jin looked at him with his head tilted and his arms clasped. "So you’re going to let me walk behind you?"
If everyone is hiking Zongjin, of course, it’s okay. It’s not that he hasn’t tried to cross the mountain on foot with tens of thousands of soldiers. But when there are cavalry and infantry, he used to be rich. Naturally, he can’t trot after the horses.
After Zong Jin’s words, the laborers took up arms one by one-He Lianheng led people to raid the quarry at night, which was a gamble. He did not expect that Zong Jin would just rebel tonight, and he would not prepare a weapon before, so that they could pick up quarrying picks, spikes and hammers as weapons.
Fu Jiushan naturally became their leader and scattered into a line.
Some of them don’t want to get involved in this muddy water, but want to get out of this place quickly. They wait for their families to get together.
At this moment, He Lianheng looked at a face of uncomfortable Zongjin without command; Others dare not make any noise and wait quietly for a moment. All eyes are focused on Zong Jinshen as if he were the center of this world.
However, Zong Jinren noticed this and turned his head to the other side to wait for an answer from He Lianheng.
He Lianheng held out his hand toward him "of course not"
Zong Jin suddenly frowned. "What do you mean?"
When Jiang Yiying heard this, Jiang Yi’s breathing stopped-Zong Jin’s character is that he knows me, no matter how big or small, but judging from his contacts, he doesn’t look like a person with no sense of proportion. When he was in Zongban, he not only made suggestions, but also reversed Gankun on his own.
On the eve of this great war, should he get angry because he lacked a horse to ride for him?
Everyone is looking at Zongjin. If you really give Helianheng a slap in the face, it’s regardless of your face.
Jiang Yi is thinking about Lian Heng’s not only slow reply "Come and share with me".
"…" Zong Jin’s face turned reddish "Now it can be like this"
"…………." Jiang Yi beside turned supercilious look.
It turns out that "what do you mean" means literally, which is why he is white.
In the eyes of the public, Zong Jin stretched out his hand and held the man’s hand with great skill, and sat on his horse in front of He Lianheng. It would be a little crowded for ordinary men and women to share a ride. But Zongjin Helianheng happened to be a charming girl who was shrinking in Helianheng’s arms.
Everyone feels this way. Is there Zongjin?
His reaction was normal. He grabbed the saddle casually and said, "What’s the plan?"
"I intend to let people take us to see the world" He Lianheng said, and his eyes swept across the river.
The other party knowingly rode his horse into the labor pile and took two steps. Those people got out of the way so that he could pass. Then Jiangyi found Pingxi and got "come" from the crowd.
"aye? Aye aye … "
Jiang Yi’s strength is not good, Xiao Ping’s figure is not big, and he is just right. So he was forced to get off the horse by Jiang Yi.
Pingxi was still talking in Pingren before. I don’t know what is going on now. He can look at Pingren and call "Dad", but Pingren said, "I’ll find you first. See you then."
"…" Ping Xiyan is really indifferent to his father.
He looked back and said, "… What are you going to do?"
Answer him, but not Jiang Yi, but He Lianheng "Let’s go to Yong Men to repair Tiandu Palace first."
When the man said this, he was Gherardini, and some murderous look was hidden in the words. "It’s more magnificent than Tiandu Palace. I want to see it."
Zong Jin immediately understood his meaning and laughed with the same evil spirit. "I’d like to see it, too."
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There are only two places where the night is dark and the lights are still on at this moment-one is the magnificent Yong Men Palace in the middle of Wucheng and the other is the new palace fifteen miles away from the quarry.
He Lianheng has always been cautious in doing things. Before leading people into the quarry, Jiang Yi took the scouts to explore the specific number of people guarding the Yongmen Army outside. When the action was taken, all the people in the quarry were exactly the same. They left the quarry with labor and gave it to the convenience of the Yongmen Army. One hundred people were guarding the quarry and were tied up. Their news was not leaked.
So two hundred riding three hundred troops are swaggering towards the new palace.
Jiang Yi walks at the forefront so that Pingxi can find his way; He Lianheng Zongjin followed a little farther away and showed the way with a night bead behind Jiang Yi.
Shadow leads people to walk in a more backward position, paying attention to the surrounding trends while watching whether the laborers behind them have followed.
The distance is slightly loose, and if you don’t make a hullabaloo about, you will almost be swallowed up by the night wind.
ZongJin jolted on horseback from time to time at the beginning on HeLianHeng chest; After a while, it seems that because people can see what they look like at the moment, he simply relies on resting his tired body.
The man’s heart thumped with him, and he grew delicate and stable.
He asked, "Is that all you brought?"
"How come" He Lianheng said "going to war"
"How many people did you bring?"
He Lianheng never hides his plans and plans for him … nor does he hide his mind.
"A total of 6,000 people came in with Jiangyi, but there were 200 people left on standby in Wucheng and the outskirts of several neighboring cities, saying that Wucheng was packed." He even said that tone was not like discussing the war, but like lovers gossiping. "There were 20,000 people killed from the avenue."
"Twenty-six thousand people are enough?"
"Bai Luhong will bring people again" The man paused with a smile "Even if he didn’t dare to give it a try, 10,000 people could get it; Ten thousand people and five thousand horses are not much for him. "
West Lake and East Lake are rich in horses. Five thousand horses are a large number for other families, but even if they are lost, they will not hurt.
But Zong Jin was stupid.
He directly forgot the horse’s limited surprisedly half turned around and looked back at He Lianheng "Bai Luhong? ? What can I do for him here? "
This question almost knocked the tip of their noses.
He Lianheng’s face was as calm as water, but he missed a beat. Without thinking, he bowed his head and gave a kiss. He felt Zongjin’s soft lips and half-instantaneous panic. The kiss came suddenly but naturally and left without too much entanglement.
Zong Jin turned around and then asked, "… When did Bai Luhong join you?"
"When you appear before the court," He Lianheng said, "I know"
"… I know he is going to marry his daughter to you or the first beauty in the west of the lake … I don’t know anything else or I forgot."
"The first beauty from end to end" He Lianheng asked shamefully in his ear "Is my husband jealous?"
"… what’s wrong with you?"
"Jealousy doesn’t hurt."
"Who the hell is jealous of me? That’s what happened. I didn’t make it up." Zong Jin didn’t good the spirit. "Why is it more and more shameful not to see you for a month?"
"Where is the shame?" He Lianheng said, "What I say is my heart."
"Not enough shame? Your heart is shame? "
"It’s a trivial matter to know that it’s more severe and shameful."
"… right, the big thing is …" "I finally got you back." He Lianheng began to talk tough again. "Everything else is small." "… I said that He Lianheng didn’t teach you anything about indecent assault at home?" "No" "… you are cruel"
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