Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

Chapter 618 Arrangement, little buns practice calligraphy

"Oh? Can you kill Jiang Yuyang immediately?"

Yan Shengrui raised his eyebrows, when will his wife kill someone from afar?

"Hey, let me say it first, it's not that I didn't tell you about this, it's that you have kept me from mentioning anything related to the Jiang family."

A man who is jealous is unreasonable, so he would take the opportunity to trouble him again, Ling Jingxuan put an insurance policy on him before saying anything, Yan Shengrui nodded vaguely: "So, what is it?"

"When I captured Jiang Suiyun that day, I originally wanted to plant Gu in her body, but I accidentally discovered that there was already a Gu in her body, and it was a female Gu, called love Gu."

Only then did Ling Jingxuan slowly explain what he discovered that day, and it was inevitable that he would spread the knowledge about love gu to them.

"That is to say, as long as we kill Jiang Suiyun, Jiang Yuyang will die too?"

After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, Yan Shengrui raised his eyebrows, and his tiger eyes resolutely climbed up with killing intent.

"Well, once Jiang Suiyun dies, Jiang Yuyang will surely die as well."

Ling Jingxuan nodded, although he read in those books that love gu is the proof of the love between husband and wife, but he personally feels that love gu is the product of distrust between husband and wife, if a marriage depends on a small love gu If it is maintained, then this marriage is undoubtedly sad, if it were him, he would definitely not want it.

"then me"

"Jiang Suiyun is still useful, so he can't die for now."

After getting a definite answer, Yan Shengrui immediately wanted to kill that woman. If they didn't want Jingxuan to avenge himself, they would have killed that woman long ago, but this time, before Ling Jingxuan could speak, Chu Yunhan interrupted He, seeing Lao Jiu's shit-like face, Zeng Shaoqing couldn't help laughing secretly, he didn't know anything about Jiang Yuyang, he must find someone to ask him about it later, their Lao Jiu's jealous look is so cute, I don't want to collect more I am really sorry for myself.

"Okay, Jiang Yuyang is nothing to be afraid of. You can kill him at any time. Let's get back to business."

Shaking his head and leaning over to kiss him on the cheek, Ling Jingxuan straightened his expression, and continued in a calm voice: "I think we should divide into two groups now, Shaoqing and Yunhan, you go to Tianhong City to command the army, Xiaobei Xiaowen, you stay in E'nan City to prevent the enemy and other teams from attacking. Be especially careful when they rob prisons and save people. Shanzi and Changling also stay here. The poison of the tribe should not be underestimated. Apart from me, only Shanzi can deal with it. As for me He Shengrui, go to the Wusun tribe immediately to find out the situation, if everything is as we guessed, as long as we find a way to convince the rest of the elders of the Wusun tribe, maybe we can solve the tribal problem without a single soldier."

If you don't enter the tiger's lair, you can't get tiger cubs. The Wusun tribe is the leader of each tribe. Whether it's for themselves or for Zhuohan, he should go there in person. At least he will let the Wusun tribe know that the old man they disappeared Where the patriarch is, what he has experienced, how he died in the end, and how they will choose in the end is beyond his control.

"Are you going to the mountains again?"

Chu Yunhan frowned in disapproval. His injuries have only healed, so why can't he stop for a while?

"This time I must go with Sheng Rui."

Although Ling Jingxuan's tone was gentle, his attitude was non-negotiable. This was what they owed Zhuohan, and they had to pay him back together.

"Okay, then be careful, if the Wusun people are not kind, you will look at me one by one and become verbose. You should know what to do better than me, so I don't need to be verbose."

Aware of his nervousness, Chu Yunhan sighed helplessly, the last time Ling Jingxuan was injured really frightened him.

"Hehe - don't worry, we are going to the Wusun tribe to return their town treasure, and they won't do anything to us."

Smiling to comfort him, Ling Jingxuan raised his head and asked, "Where are Xiaoshu and the others? I have something to tell them."

"They are in the small study, and the little county king is also there."

Ling Yun leaned forward and said respectfully, Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows: "It's rare, our little dumpling is actually in the study."

"Ha ha?"

After he said it, everyone couldn't help laughing. Indeed, the person in their family who hates practicing calligraphy the most must be the study room. He is usually too lazy to get close to it. What is the wind blowing today?

"You guys chat first, Yunhan, let's go to the study."

Ling Jingxuan stood up after speaking, vaguely aware of what he was going to do, Chu Yunhan also nodded and followed.

In the small study, Tie Wazi sat on a chair with a book and watched quietly. Yang Huai was practicing calligraphy with some clumsy movements, while Yang Shu stood behind Liu Er, teaching her how to write. Tuanzi rested his head on the table with both hands, and looked at them boredly, his small pursed mouth could hang pork.

"Sister, shall we go play?" He has asked this sentence no less than ten times, and every once in a while, he will ask it again, and the frequency is getting more and more frequent.

"Oh! It's crooked again, brother Tuanzi, don't quarrel, people can't write well."

Let him be disturbed, and Xiao Liuer's herringbone swiped and turned to an unknown direction. The little girl glared at the instigator coquettishly, and Xiaotuanzi walked over to pick up the brush with her lips pursed in displeasure: "It's a big deal, let me help you!" Whilst you finished writing and muttering, Xiaotuanzi also picked up the pen and flicked it, and a beautiful herringbone appeared on the rice paper."

"Brother Tuanzi, you are amazing!"

Seeing his beautiful writing and Xiao Liu'er's face full of admiration, Xiao Tuanzi immediately put his hands on his hips: "Of course, I am the son of my father and my father."

The previous unhappiness disappeared in an instant, and Xiaotuanzi's tail almost went up to the sky when his sister gave it a hand. Tie Wazi, who was reading a book, took a moment to look at them, shook his head and smiled, "Don't be fooled by him, he will also Knowing how to write those two characters was something that Xiaowen forced him to learn before."

"Forehead"

Yang Shu, who also looked at Xiaotuanzi differently, had a black forehead. Before, he thought he was very good like his younger sister. He had never seen him practice calligraphy, and his handwriting was more beautiful than his. It turned out that one by one

"I hate you, Brother Sheng, you are bullying others again."

After finally enjoying the adoring eyes of his sister, Xiaotuanzi ran over decisively, beating his chest with his little fist, and Tiewazi had to put down the book and grab his little fist: "Okay, okay, I'll tease you!" Well, Xiaotuanzi is also very good, right?"

"They are already very powerful."

Xiaotuanzi let out an insatiable snort, and just as his chin was raised, Tie Wazi stretched out his hand to scratch his nose and said dotingly: "Yes, he's even better than Brother Sheng. When I was your age, I didn't even know what reading was. Later, when my godfather woke up, I learned to write from Xiaowen and Xiaowu. At that time, we couldn’t afford pens, ink, paper and inkstones, so we used branches to write on the sand.”

Speaking of the past, the smile on Tie Wazi's face was a little bit of happiness and bitterness. They were really poor at that time. Although his father and the others never let him go hungry, Xiaowen and Xiaowu also protected him very much, but It's not that he doesn't know anything. People in the village look down on them and often say some ugly things. He knows that his father and others are very bitter, especially his father. So no matter how busy they are now, he doesn't blame them. He knows , Their busyness is all for him to live a better life and no longer be abused and bullied.

"Can you write on sand?"

Xiaotuanzi tilted his head and asked innocently, and the three Yangshu brothers and sisters also leaned over. Tie Wazi pulled them and nodded with a smile: "Yes, you can erase it after writing, and it can be reused, but really If you want to practice good calligraphy, you still need to use it on rice paper. We had no choice at that time, and we didn’t have any money at home, so we didn’t dare to waste pen, ink, paper and inkstone.”

He remembered that after his godfather bought them pens, inks, papers and inkstones, they practiced calligraphy on the sand table for a long period of time, because Xiaowen always said that pens, inks, papers and inkstones are expensive, so they should be more frugal, and after they practiced well, they would practice calligraphy on the sand table. write on.

"Don't be afraid to give birth to brother, I have money!"

Saying that, Xiaotuanzi picked up his little purse stupidly and cutely, and was about to take out the change inside to give him. Tie Wazi couldn't help laughing, and didn't forget to grab his hand: "Silly Tuanzi, That’s all in the past, and now we don’t need money.”

From here, it's not hard to see why they love Xiaotuanzi, right?He is not only their pistachio, but also very caring, often unconsciously warming their hearts.

"Oh!"

Xiaotuanzi nodded half-understood, and swept the bracelet on his wrist, Xiaotuanzi pulled him and asked curiously: "Brother Sheng, why do you keep wearing this, brother and the others don't seem to be wearing it, no, Daddy Neither did they."

"This one."

Lifting his hand wearing the wide-brimmed bracelet, Tie Wazi pretended to be in deep thought before saying, "This is a gift from a very cruel man who treats me very well. I have an agreement with him. When I meet him again Before, Sikong Qi could never be taken off, but now he still remembers his appearance, the bracelet on his wrist always reminded him intentionally or unintentionally, his father and the others once asked him about the bracelet, and he answered the same way at that time , he remembered that Daddy's eyes seemed to be red, he was too young at that time, he didn't know what was going on, now he understands somewhat, but he didn't think deeply about it, who can say for sure what will happen in the future?"

"Why?"

Xiaotuanzi obviously didn't understand what he said, and the three brothers and sisters of the Yang family also blinked their eyes in confusion.

"Okay, let me tell you that you don't understand either, so go practice calligraphy."

Tie Wazi shook his head, stretched out his hand and patted Xiaotuanzi's buttocks, Xiaotuanzi pouted and said unhappily: "I hate it, people don't like to practice calligraphy, sister, let's go and play with Father Wolf, shall we?" Practicing calligraphy It's hard work, so he doesn't want to practice calligraphy.

"But Brother Tuanzi, you said that you want to practice calligraphy with me!"

The little girl blinked and looked at him innocently, Xiaotuanzi's chubby face suddenly wrinkled into a ball, and her little mouth became more and more pouted, obviously feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Squeak!"

The door of the study was suddenly pushed open from the outside, seeing Ling Jingxuan and Chu Yunhan sharp-eyed, Xiao Tuanzi immediately left them and ran over to hug Ling Jingxuan's leg: "Daddy!"

Don't mention how bright the little guy's smile is. Daddy must have come to play with him.

"Godfather (Uncle Ling), Uncle Chu"

Tie Wazi then came over with Yang Shu and the others. Chu Yunhan picked up Yang Liu habitually, and Ling Jingxuan also bent down and picked up his family's meat dumpling: "Hehe? Didn't you say that you are practicing calligraphy? Let Dad see What have you written?"

"Don't read it, Dad, I haven't practiced calligraphy."

Seeing that he really hugged him and walked over, Xiaotuanzi remembered screaming. Ling Jingxuan and Chu Yunhan, who had known this for a long time, looked at each other and smiled. Compared with Xiaowen and the others, this kid was completely the opposite type. If you take the initiative to practice calligraphy, I'm afraid it will rain red every day.