my wife, my wife, my wife

In Yanxu in April, the cold weather has gone, and the people of Yanxu sing that spring is coming again, and spring is coming again.

At this time, talented people and beauties from all walks of life gathered in the crowded capital, and it turns out that the annual Spring Festival is about to begin.

The Qingchun Festival has a long history, and there is no trace of its origin, but it is only known that it was before Yuxu.

The meaning of Qingchun is Qingchun, which is located in the north of Xuxu, early winter and late spring, and it is common for winter snow to seal mountains and cities. From this, we can know how difficult life is for people here, so when spring here, all Everyone celebrates spring.

"Hurry up if you don't have wine." A young man in a green shirt turned around and urged those who were behind.

"If you want to tell me, I want to walk faster, but this person is holding on to the horse." Wujiu, who was flushed by the crowd, complained.

Zhao Yun rolled his eyes, "I don't know who has to lead the horse by himself, but I told you I'll help you."

"Damn, can you hold my Xiaobai?"

"Okay, okay, please hurry up, sir, if the young master runs away again, we can't bear to blame the master."

Wujiu's face froze, "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

"...I don't know who is dawdling."

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A man dressed in black suddenly appeared, "Master, the master's people are here."

Ying Qinglu, who was drinking tea and eating walnuts, just frowned lazily when he heard this, then turned his head and said to the big man who was helping him smash the walnuts: "Heizi, smash more, prepare for me." Eat on the go."

"Yes, master." The big man replied dumbly.

The big guy is called Wu Hei. Although his name has black characters, he is not black.

After taking a sip of tea, Ying Qinglu stood up slowly and shook his clothes, "My father, you must know that your son is not easy to chase."

"Master, what you say...does it sound weird." Hei Zi, who was smashing spades hard, suddenly said.

"What do you know? Keep hitting me." Ying Qinglu left after saying this.

……

"Master, spades." Heizi brought the spade kernels smashed earlier to Ying Qinglu.

"Do you really think your master is a foodie? Stay away, I won't eat your master right now." Ying Qinglu twitched Erlang's legs and kept staring at the pieces on the chessboard with his phoenix eyes.

After Heizi put away the spade kernels, he sat aside in a stupid way.

"Idiot, bring it here."

"Oh." When Heizi heard this, he quickly turned out the spade kernels and put them in front of him.

Ying Qinglu kicked him on the leg, "I'm talking about tea."

"Master, there is no water, no tea."

Hearing this, Ying Qinglu shouted at the top of his voice with a calm face: "...Short joke, stop the car and boil water to make tea."

"Yes." The person outside the carriage responded.

"Master, Guard Duan is a secret guard, why did you let him drive the carriage?" Heizi asked with a still expressionless face.

At this moment, the carriage had already stopped. After hearing this, Ying Qinglu reached out and lifted his collar and threw him out, "Master let him turn his back on the dark, since you are reluctant to drive the carriage with our little joke, later Get on the road and change your pace."

There was a bang from outside the car, as if a big guy had landed on the ground.

Outside the carriage, Duan Jing glanced at Heizi coldly, then stood beside the carriage with his saber in his arms.

Heizi got up from the ground in disgrace, and ran to find firewood without saying a word.

Half an hour later, the carriage continued on the road. At this time, the driver of the carriage was replaced by Hei Zi from Duan Jing, and Duan Jing was the one who waited on Ying Qinglu in the carriage.

"Little joke, do you think it's hot in Beijing at this time?"

"I don't know."

"Then do you know where I'm going?"

"I don't know."

Ying Qinglu touched his chin and nodded, "Then do you know that your master will not go back after I come out this time?"

"Know."

"No regrets?"

Duan Jing was stunned for a moment, "I don't regret it. Where there is a master, there must be Duan Jing."

Ying Qinglu fell down, leaned on the soft bed, picked up a lock of her long hair and played with her fingertips, "Little Duanzi, do you know that your master is Duanxiu?"

"..." Duan Jing closed his mouth and remained silent.

"Where there is a master, there must be Duan Jing? I really didn't expect that the third son of my family would say such touching words."

After Duan Jing heard this, his face turned dark immediately, but he was smart enough not to answer or refute.

My own master knows it by himself!

"Little Duanzi, how about a little song?"

call out--

Ying Qinglu stared blankly at the fluttering curtain of the carriage, and then burst out laughing, "Short piece, isn't it just singing a ditty? What are you doing hiding so quickly?"

"Master, Guard Duan is a secret guard, how can you make him sing a ditty?" Heizi's voice came from outside the carriage.

Ying Qinglu said in a loud voice: "Heizi, since you love our family's jokes so much, why don't you come in and sing for me instead."

"master!"

"Okay, okay, good luck driving your carriage, I'll sing it to you." Ying Qinglu was still reclining on the soft bed and playing with his hair, but his eyes moved out of the window to see the bright sunshine.

"Looking forward

Delicate

Take it easy

Looking back to explore Wan Qianyao

good moon

Yunzhu Mao

misty wind

self-dancing dexterity

hibiscus pretty

ice cream

Entering the mundane world to see the world of mortals, who can be happy together. "

Heizi and Duan Jing outside the carriage involuntarily looked back at the carriage after hearing their master's singing.

The master's singing is floating, but it looks more and more lonely when you listen to it.

Duan Jing suddenly said: "Wu Hei, go to Qizhuang instead."

"Oh." Heizi responded, raised his whip and slapped the horse's butt.

祁庄

The owner of Qi Zhuang has four sons, one is an official, the other is a merchant, and the other assists Qi Zhuang in dealing with martial arts affairs. The other son, who was sick at the age of three, was mentally disabled, and was raised in the backyard of Qi Zhuang without seeing anyone.

Today is the [-]th and [-]th birthday of Qi Shanlun, the owner of Qizhuang Zhuang. Heroes from all walks of life come here to celebrate his birthday, and Qi Zhuangzhu brings his sons to welcome him outside the door.

"Master, we're here." Heizi opened the curtain and said to the person inside.

Ying Qinglu slowly opened his eyes, "Let's wait."

"Yes, master." Heizi and Duan Jing agreed.

What Ying Qinglu came to Yanxu was waiting for today.

Shangyou Sword is an ancient sword. It is said that no one has been able to pull it out of its scabbard for a hundred years. Ying Qinglu wanted to see it out of curiosity, so he traveled a long distance from his own country to Yaoxu.

Because the Shangyou Sword cannot be pulled out, even if it is said to be a peerless sword, no one puts much thought into getting it, because the sword that cannot be pulled out is a useless sword.

Even so, the owner of the Qi family still put the sword behind the seat directly above the main hall for the world to look up to, so its reputation must still be there.Therefore, if Ying Qinglu wants to get it, he must go to the main hall of the Qi family.

He already knew that the birthday of the owner of Qizhuang Village was coming soon, so Ying Qinglu, who had just entered the rivers and lakes, had the attention of "gaining fame".

He looked up at the sky, "It's almost time, let's go."

……

"Master Qi Zhuang is blessed, all the nephews are young and promising, I, who is also a father, am so envious!"

Qi Shanlun cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Chen was joking. Come on, please..."

After the people entered, Qi Shanlun turned around and said to the eldest and fourth children behind him: "It seems that the second child will not come."

His fourth son, Qi Wuqiu, said: "Father, the spring in Yaoxu is a busy time, and it's only natural that the second elder brother can't get away to congratulate you. Please don't blame the second elder brother."

"Yes, Dad, the guests are almost here, you and the third brother go in first, and I will do the rest." The one who spoke was Qi Wujing, the fourth son of Qi Shanlun.

Qi Shanlun nodded, and led Qi Wuqiu into the gate.

Ying Qinglu, who was standing in the corner, sighed after seeing this scene. They are brothers, why can't those in his family be brothers and sisters?

"You wait here, this time I will go alone."

"Master, no." Heizi and Duan Jing said at the same time.

"Don't you know what master is capable of? It's fine, you just stay here obediently." After Ying Qinglu left the words, he disappeared from their sight in the blink of an eye.

Heizi scratched his head, looking confused, "Guardian Duan, shall we follow?"

"Master, listen." After saying that, Duan Jing walked aside with his sword in his arms and stared closely at the gate of Qizhuang.

"..."

Qi's Backyard

"Doctor Yu, how is my third young master?" The old woman asked the doctor anxiously.

"Grandma Sang, don't worry, your third young master just passed out." Doctor Yu put away the wrist rest and stood up.

"Did you faint? But it's been two days." The anxious look on Granny Sang's face faded a lot after listening to the other party's words.

Doctor Yu said with a calm smile: "He suffered from the wind and cold a few days ago and didn't sleep well. When the wind and cold recede, he will naturally make up for it. Counting the time, he will wake up today. Granny Sang, you Go prepare some porridge, he won't eat for two days, he will be hungry when he wakes up."

"You mean he will wake up today?" Grandma Sang's surprise was beyond words.

"I will definitely wake up." In order to reassure her, Doctor Yu repeated the words. "Grandma Sang, since the third young master of your family is fine, then Yu will leave. There are still sick people waiting for Yu to go to the medical shop for treatment." Seeing the words, he had already packed his medical box and boasted in front of him. on their own shoulders.

"Okay, okay, I'm really in trouble for you, doctor." Seeing that he was about to leave, Granny Sang hurriedly got up to see him off.

After sending the doctor away, Granny Sang came back again. She sat on the bedside of her third young master and touched his forehead and said, "Grandma is getting old, and she will go one day. If grandma is gone, who will come again?" A mother-in-law loves you and takes care of you? Hey..."