Da Bong fights more people

【Three: I'm going back to Beijing now. 】

He immediately picked up the conch and conveyed to Shenshu the meaning of delaying time and fighting and retreating.

Then let the leaders of the Gu tribe rush to Leizhou first, because the Heavenly Gu mother-in-law is not good at fighting, she chooses to stay in the market town and take the tribe north to seek refuge.

After entrusting, he raised his wrist to make the big eyeballs light up, and the teleportation disappeared.

In the distant imperial palace, in the Imperial Study Room.

Huai Qingyu threw away the book with trembling hands, her cheeks were on fire, and taking a deep breath, she looked at the maid on one side and ordered:

"I want to take a bath."

As she spoke, she heard her heart beating wildly.

.........

Chuzhou, Sanhuang County.

The narrow, potholed dirt road is covered with human and dog feces. Li Miaozhen, carrying a flying sword, walks in the dilapidated slums, carrying bags of broken silver in his hand.

She threw the silver into the houses on both sides with ease, thanked Dai Deli among the poor in ragged clothes, and continued to the next house.

For the Feiyan heroine, there are many kinds of heroism, one is to eradicate rape and evil, the other is to teach people how to fish, and the other is to let those who cannot survive live.

What she is doing now is the third type.

Teaching people how to fish is what the imperial court does. The power of an individual is too small, and she can't let every poor person suffering from hunger and cold learn how to make a living.

Soon, she came to a dilapidated courtyard at the end of the alley, and pushed open the rotten wooden door. A skinny boy was sitting by the well sharpening a knife, and a girl about ten years old was sitting in a small chair beside him, with a sickly expression on her face. Pale, covering his mouth and coughing from time to time.

"Sister Miaozhen!"

Seeing Li Miaozhen coming, the little girl stood up happily, but the boy pouted without raising his head.

Li Miaozhen patted the little girl's head, put the money into the little girl's hand, and said with a smile:

"I'm leaving."

The boy's sharpening hand paused.

"Where is Sister Miaozhen going?" The little girl was full of reluctance.

"To do something big." Li Miaozhen said with a smile.

"Then come back?"

"I'm not coming back." Li Miaozhen shook her head and looked at the boy:

"Little ghost, be a good person in the future, steal when you are young, and rob when you grow up, if you dare to let me suffer the backlash of karma, I will kill you with a thousand miles of sword.

"The secret book I gave you should be read as often as you like. It is a collection of martial arts written by Xu Yinluo."

The young man looked rebellious, and said coldly:

"What happens to me in the future is none of your business."

The young man was a habitual offender who made a living by stealing, and occasionally robbed. One time he stole from Li Miaozhen, and Feiyan female hero beat him up violently when he saw that he was still a child.

Then he learned that there was a sickly younger sister in the boy's family, and he couldn't be happier. He worked as a pickpocket to treat his sister's illness.

Li Miaozhen cured the little girl's illness, and sent money here every now and then, so that the brother and sister whose parents died in the war survived.

"whatever."

Li Miaozhen didn't talk nonsense with him, she knew that the boy's nature was not bad, but he was cold to her because he was thinking of her in his heart.

But she is already used to it. She has been in the rivers and lakes for many years. May I ask which young hero does not admire Feiyan female hero?

Li Miaozhen waved his hand and walked away with his sword.

The young man stood up abruptly, chased after him for two steps, and finally lowered his head with a gloomy expression.

"There is a piece of paper..."

The little girl opened the bag containing the silver and found that there was a small note with the broken silver, but she couldn't read.

The boy snatched the note from the girl's hand, unfolded it:

"Doing good deeds without asking for reward."

He silently clenched his fists.

..........

Capital City, Qinglong Temple.

Heng Yuan, who was leading the Zen masters in the temple to assist Du Eruohan in writing scriptures, received a report from the disciples in the temple.

"Hengyuan presides over it. There is news from the palace that there are changes in Leizhou." The young monk in blue robes said loudly.

Hengyuan and Du'er looked at each other, their eyes were full of dignity.

Heng Yuan looked towards the monks in the meditation room and said:

"That's it for today."

Two golden lights rose from Qinglong Temple and disappeared to the west.

..........

Beijing.

In the bedroom, Xu Qi'an's figure appeared, he looked around, the ornately decorated outer hall was empty, there were no maids, let alone eunuchs.

Even the imperial guards on duty outside the palace were withdrawn.

Stepping on the soft carpet embroidered with cloud patterns and flying cranes, he walked through the outer hall to the small hall, which was also empty.

Xu Qi'an kept walking. After passing through the small hall, the yellow silk curtain hung down in front of him. On the other side of the curtain was the empress' boudoir.

He raised the curtain and walked in.

The room is extremely spacious. To the east is a small study room with a large red sandalwood desk, and tall bookshelves on both sides of the desk.

On the west side is a soft sheet, with two pheasant tail fans standing on both sides, also known as the fan of etiquette.

In addition, there are Bogu racks for placing various antique jade articles.