After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Yan Huaiyin said lightly, but once the Chuanguo Yuxi was given to Emperor Chengde, there would be less things in the Northwest that could restrain Emperor Chengde.

Zhao Huan has one hundred thousand soldiers in his hand, but he only has half of the Tiger Talisman, the other half was lost in Chaohua City eight years ago.

Emperor Chengde has been looking for it in private.

Jiang Lian lowered her eyes to look at the person in her arms - dazed, a little dazed.

It's very coaxing, and I'm stunned here after giving this little thing.

Jiang Lian calmly took the man into his arms again, and said in a low voice, "Don't dislike me for being incompetent, I will work harder in the future."

Yan Huaiyin: "..."

"No need to do this," Yan Huaiyin returned everything in his arms after a while, and said with a smile, "Where is this rule?"

He paused before continuing: "And I have nothing to give you."

Yan Huaiyin thought about it, even when he was the prince in the past, he seemed to have nothing but a seemingly noble status.

He understood Jiang Lian's meaning, so Yan Huaiyin gently pinched his hand with the fingers in his hand, and said, "I will tell you what I will do next time."

Jiang Lian finally suppressed it, and the desire to kiss him rose again in this sentence.

He moved his arm up, put five fingers on his neck, and Yan Huaiyin's most vulnerable part was controlled by him like this.

Jiang Lian exerted a little force with his palm, and Yan Huaiyin obediently followed his force and turned his face sideways.He lowered his head and touched Yan Huaiyin's warm lips.

Yan Huaiyin is decisive and stubborn, but his lips are extraordinarily soft.

But not long after Jiang Lian's lips met, Yan Huaiyin leaned back.

There was a gap between the two.

Yan Huaiyin tilted her head slightly as if thinking of something, a smile formed in her eyes, and even her voice was filled with laughter: "Want to kiss?"

Jiang Lian stared at his lips, his Adam's apple moved, the meaning was self-evident.

Yan Huaiyin said, "Why don't you tell me about your sweetheart?"

The air was quiet for a moment, and Jiang Lian's eyes turned around Yan Huaiyin.

He saw that Yan Huaiyin's ears, which were fine after all the tossing just now, turned a little red because of these words.

A thin layer of red covers the white ear tips, which is particularly conspicuous in the daytime.

Jiang Lian paused, then smiled.

His facial features are profound, his chest vibrates when he smiles, the thin red on Yan Huaiyin's ears spreads from the ears to the back of his neck when he smiles.

"Stop laughing," Yan Huaiyin pursed her lips, regretting what she asked impulsively.

His tone was as fierce as possible, but his eyelashes were lowered, he didn't even dare to look at Jiang Lian, "I'll tell you why I wear a mask..."

He was interrupted by Jiang Lian before he finished speaking: "He is the best person."

Yan Huaiyin's unfinished words froze there.

Jiang Lian didn't think it was enough, hugged him tighter, and said in a low voice, "He looks invulnerable on the outside, but he is actually soft-tempered. He saved me twice. When I saw him for the first time, I I never thought that such a fairy-like person could exist in this world."

"Later, I found out that he has a noble status, a good family background, a good temperament, and a good appearance. People who admire him are like crucian carp crossing the river. Who in Chaohua City would not want to stand by his side." , "I'm a little beggar from a poor country, I don't deserve to touch even a fingertip of him, I just dare to secretly hide him with a veil, thinking that touching this person in this life is enough."

Yan Huaiyin listened silently to what he said, and gradually felt her fingertips stiffen.

"Keyan Huaiyin." Jiang Lian called him.

Before Yan Huaiyin could respond to him, there was a soft touch on his wrist.He looked down and saw that it was a square and clean veil.

Eight years ago, he had seen that handkerchief that Jiang Lian hid in his bosom like a treasure, which no one else could take a look at.

His sweetheart.

Jiang Lian put it in Yan Huaiyin's hands, as if returning a token.

He continued: "I'm a person in the mud, so why should you save me a second time outside Chaohua City?"

Yan Huaiyin cupped the handkerchief with her fingertips, because of his words she suddenly raised her head.

Seeing the shock in his eyes, Jiang Lian sighed very lightly.

He reached out and touched the eyelashes of the person in his arms.

The touch as thin as a cicada's wing passed by, Jiang Lian seemed to be touching the present Yan Huaiyin, and also seemed to see the moment when he met Yan Huaiyin countless times in the past rushing towards him at this moment.

Hundreds of times of reunion in an instant came one after another.

Jiang Lian seemed to have returned to the long street in an instant, the surrounding scenery was already blurred, and the cries on both sides of the long street in the middle of winter were far away, and he could only hear himself yelling carefully as if grabbing a life-saving straw, almost choked up The voice said: "Your Highness."

He kowtowed for half a month in Chaohua City, kowtowed to the gods, kowtowed to the Buddha, and kowtowed to high-ranking officials. Only when the scab on his forehead broke and knotted did someone tell him that he should kowtow to His Royal Highness .

This is what a man named Zhang Datou told him.

At the end of Chaohua City's imperial road, along with the imperial ditch near the city gate, there are some idle rogues gathering all year round.

Even in the 40th year of Chongyuan, heavy snow fell one after another like a reminder in December, and the snow flakes as big as goose feathers had the turbulent momentum to flood Chaohua City, there were still two or three rogues wearing thick clothes. Wearing cotton clothes, squatting by the side of the ditch chatting.

Among a group of gray cotton-padded clothes, the dirty child in the air-tight singlet was particularly eye-catching.Surrounded by them, it was like a group of brown bears surrounded by peach blossoms in March for nine days.

Although the peach blossoms bloom beside the stinking ditch, neither pink nor delicate, but it can barely be regarded as a scenic spot.

"Chunhua" Jiang Lian had a serious face, and had long since lost sight of the eyes of the people around him.

He was too cold, the blood flowing from his forehead froze on the side of his face before it reached his chin. After being frozen for a long time, and because he was hungry, he didn't even have the strength to shake. Jiang Lian could only have a pale face. With a lot of strength, he stared at the empty royal road.

Not long after he stared at it, a rough voice sounded beside him: "Little brother, who are you knocking on today?"

The steamy voice dissipated in the air instantly, and Jiang Lian didn't even move his eyes, thinking his words were farting.

Zhang Datou suddenly felt that he couldn't get down the steps.

He was the leader of this group of rogues, and seeing the kid kowtow for half a month rain or shine, he was ruthless and decisive, and decided to accept him as a younger brother, so he opened his mouth.

Unexpectedly, he is a winkless fool.

Zhang Datou felt unhappy, exhaled hot air, squeezed a snowball casually, raised his hand, and the snowball hit Jiang Lian's head with a bang, and scattered in all directions.

The snowball was squeezed tightly, and it happened to hit the wound on Jiang Lian's forehead, and there was a sharp cold and sharp pain in an instant.

Zhang Datou finally saw Jiang Lian turn his head.

There is no emotion in the dark pupils of the seven or eight-year-old child, and he can't see the end gloomyly.

When Zhang Datou was stared at by such eyes, his hair suddenly stood on end.

Beside him, an eyebrowless man put his hands in his hands and said in a low voice, "Master, why are you angry with him? His parents heard that he is the governor of Ningzhou."

Even though Jiang Lian was thinking deeply, he was only a child of seven or eight years old. He had been squatting here for seven or eight days, and the news from his family had been misled.

The son of the governor of Ningzhou, because his parents were upright and refused to "pay tribute" to the big shots in the imperial capital, his home was ransacked for any reason. His parents died tragically, and he came to the imperial capital from Ningzhou alone to avenge his parents.

Of course no one is willing to help him.

No eyebrows said this roughly to Zhang Datou, Zhang Datou was taken aback, happy.

He spat on the ground, and deliberately asked loudly: "Then who is the lord who passed the imperial road today?"

The only ones who are qualified to drive a horse-drawn carriage on the imperial road are those few adults, who have no eyebrows and said with a smile: "Today is Mr. Sun, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice, accompanying his wife back to her natal home."

Jiang Lian heard what the two of them said. The seven or eight-year-old child was expressionless, and his eyes fluctuated when he heard the words "Master Sun, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice".

Bald Zhang had a panoramic view of all this.

He had never seen such a child who was not like a child, and found it interesting.

He squeezed another snowball, this one was looser, and hit Jiang Lian's head loosely.

Zhang Datou groaned: "Little brother, I see you are pitiful, let me tell you, this Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment has a good relationship with Nanyanghou, give him a knock, bah, daddy's fart is useless."

They hang out in Chaohua City all day long, and they know everything big and small, Zhang Datou chuckled: "Would you like to hang out with me, hang out with me, and Lord will tell you who to kowtow to be useful."

After the words were spoken, Jiang Lian's eyes trembled for a long time. He grabbed back the blade that was about to be inserted into Zhang Datou's neck in his palm, slightly tugged at the corners of his unconscious mouth, revealed a seemingly submissive smile, and yelled softly. One voice: "Master."

He didn't speak for many days, in the boundless white, his voice was hoarse like a stone passing through the ice.

It was harsh and not human-like, but it pleased Zhang Datou very well.

Zhang Datou rubbed his nose and felt comfortable.

He cursed: "Damn, your uncle will give you good advice today."

He turned his head and raised his chin towards the distance: "Kowtow to him."

There was obviously no one around, but he immediately suppressed his voice and added a sentence: "The one from the East Palace."

The world suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Not only Jiang Lian, but everyone around looked at Zhang Datou silently.

Zhang Datou was seen impatiently, frowned and said in a rough voice: "Why, do you doubt me?"

"It's not doubtful or not," Wumei continued his words, "Everyone in this imperial capital knows that he is the most effective way to find him, but... it's not like everyone can come to him, right?"

"It depends on whether you are capable or not!" Zhang Datou chuckled, "Anyway, I have seen it."

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to be the uncle of these grandchildren.

As soon as he said this, the four rascals were all shocked, and they said in surprise without eyebrows: "Have you seen him?!"

In the ice and snow, Zhang Datou nodded very reservedly.

All of a sudden, voices sounded, and the loudest one asked, "Master, that... who... is he?"

Hearing this, Zhang Datou paused for a long time, stretched out a finger and shook it, and only said two words: "Beautiful."

It is beautiful, like piled up snow.

When he said this, the surrounding area was silent for a moment, and the other rogues suddenly became a little sleepy.

When you came to meet the prince and grandson, did you only pay attention to his beauty?

Seeing them like this, Zhang Datou gave a yell: "A group of dogs, my father kowtowed to him from a distance, what else do you want to see besides seeing his beauty?!"

Hearing what he said, Meimei moved away from him with drooping eyes, and squatted beside Jiang Lian.

He looked at it for a while, then rubbed Jiang Lian with his shoulder, leaned closer and said in a low voice: "Little brother, don't listen to him talking about other things, it really works to kowtow to that one."

"If anyone in Chaohua City can control the life and death of people like us, he is the only one," Meimei said slowly, "Zhang Datou kowtowed to him, and the ancestral house that was robbed by the official is about to be destroyed." Come back, isn't it useful?"

In the big winter, there can also be a piece of roof tiles for shelter from wind and snow.

Jiang Lian didn't have time to answer him, because there was a sound of carriage wheels rolling over snow from the royal road.

Jiang Lian looked up and saw a carriage slowly approaching not far away. There was a big Sun character engraved on the outer wall of the carriage - it was the symbol of Shangshufu's Sunfu.

The moment the carriage appeared on Yudao, Jiang Lian rushed out before the others could react.

He walked straight to the carriage with legs that had lost consciousness for a long time, and before he could speak, he was kicked out by the guards following the carriage.

The thin body flew out and smashed into the midwinter snow, until it hit the hard ice under the snow, the impact sound made people's teeth hurt.

A male voice came from inside the carriage: "What's the matter?"

The guard outside the car reported: "My lord, you are a beggar."

The man in the carriage hummed and didn't speak any more, but the carriage didn't stop and walked away slowly.

Beside the rut where the carriage was driving, Jiang Lian in the snow was motionless.

In the distance, Zhang Datou and his group looked at all this shrunkly, and clicked their eyebrows without eyebrows: "You won't be kicked to death, will you?"

Zhang Datou shrank his head: "For the sake of this kid's uncle, we will help throw him in a mass grave outside the city after he dies."

As soon as they finished speaking, a bloody hand stretched out from the snow.

Jiang Lian stood up unsteadily.

On his forehead, surging blood flowed down his cheeks and neck, and hit the ground drop by drop.

He only stood up for a while, and the snow under his feet was already stained red.

In the vast white world, there is only this little bit of warm red.

After Jiang Lian stood up, he took out something from his pocket, and in a blink of an eye he raised his foot and chased after the carriage, watching Zhang Datou and his party blinking.

Jiang Lian's head was buzzing after being kicked, and he couldn't see everything around him clearly, so he ran towards the carriage with all his might.

The person who ransacked the house said that his father was bribed by the sheriff, and what he had in his hand was the evidence signed by the sheriff, which could prove that his father was innocent. The case can at least be retried.

Jiang Lian only asked for a retrial.

He stumbled to catch up with the carriage and stopped in front of the guards. Halfway through the letter in his hand, he was kicked again before he could say anything.

This time, his back fell to the ground, and the back of Jiang Lian's head hit the ground with a loud bang.

Anyway, the smashed carriage also came to a complete stop.

The male voice inside was impatient this time: "What's going on?"

The headed guard had a serious face, staring at Jiang Lian, and said coldly, "My lord, he is an assassin."

Jiang Lian put his hands on the ground, leaving a hideous blood-red palm print, and stood up unsteadily again.

The eight-year-old child didn't have any painful expression on his face, even though his mouth was full of blood, he still calmly said: "I'm not an assassin."

He paused every word: "I will seek justice for my father."

As soon as these words were said, not long after, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a head stuck out from inside.

The middle-aged man with a square face frowned violently by the cold wind, turned his eyes around the bloody child, stared at the cold wind and asked, "Who is your father?"

Jiang Lian looked at him, and Yaoyao knelt down after hearing his question.

The snow covered the sky again at some point, and the snow as big as a goose feather couldn't stop his clear and decisive voice: "My father is Jiang Zheng, the governor of Ningzhou. He and you are candidates for the 19th year of Chongyuan. During the period, I had several meals with you."

During the years when Mr. Sun entered the imperial capital to rush for exams and couldn't afford to eat, Jiang Zheng broke a piece of steamed bun into two pieces, and gave him half of the hard bed that he finally rented.

The two slept together, Master Sun once held his hand, and said with tears in his eyes: "Don't worry, brother Yu, no matter where Brother Yu's official career goes in the future, he will always remember that he started with Brother Jiang. fateful friendship."

Even if the life-threatening friendship was soaked in blood in the past, now more than ten years have passed, and the wind and snow are still so heavy today, it should be cold along with the bones of old friends.

Master Sun frowned, didn't look at Jiang Lian again, and only said to the guard, "Get rid of him."

It means that it is best to throw it in a mass grave.

The long street was wide, and his voice was unobstructed, and Jiang Lian, who was kneeling in the distance, could hear him clearly.

This is his last straw.

Gone.

With force on the palm, the dagger slowly cut through the palm, creating another wound.

Jiang Lian stood up slowly, and his eyes calmly and cruelly turned to Master Sun's neck amidst the raging wind and snow.

Go up, stab him, kill him, and commit suicide.

Jiang Lian analyzed calmly until he was interrupted by a voice from behind.

It was clear that the sky was full of snow, and the long street was flooded by the cold wind.

But that voice was warm and clear, with a little smile, and it came to Jiang Lian's ears so softly: "Master Sun is so majestic, I feel so lonely that I want to salute him."

In Jiang Lian's sight, Sun Shangpin's expression changed instantly.

He almost rolled out of the carriage, followed by his wife and a group of guards, and a large group of guards knelt down in a blink of an eye.

Sun Shangpin put his head on the ground, and he couldn't speak well: "Mother...His Royal Highness..."

Jiang Lian turned around abruptly amid the voice of His Highness the Crown Prince.