His Majesty And Ministers

Since he was like this, Jing Ye didn't want to scold him, so he walked through the courtyard and told the black-clothed guards: "Go and clean up, and treat the wounded."

The black-clothed guards hurriedly retreated, leaving a few slightly bruised guarding around the courtyard.

Ye Mao stepped forward to push the door open, Jing Ye entered the room, and the maidservants in the court called for the servants to clean up the mess.

Le Zhenghuan was beside Jing Ye, trying to pull him with one hand, but Jing Ye turned around and smiled at him, "You've been fighting for a long time, just drink some tea."

Le Zhenghuan took a moment to hug him, not knowing whether it was by accident or on purpose.

The two are about the same height, but Jing Ye is much thinner. At this moment, touching the boy's back, even though there is a layer of clothing, he can feel the smooth and powerful muscles wrapped around him.

Le Zhenghuan clasped his hand, and said with burning eyes: "I originally went to the capital to look for you, but my father didn't allow it, and locked me in the dungeon, hmph, do you think that the half-monthly master will admit it? ?”

Jing Ye was taken aback, and said, "You ran out again? What if he locks you up again?"

Le Zhenghuan proudly said: "I'll run again after I'm locked up, each time getting farther. Later, when he chased him to Qinzhou and met his old friend, he didn't care about chasing me anymore, so I came to the capital to find you. but left."

It took nearly half a year from Jing Ye's departure from Pingyue City to the time he set off for the expedition.Originally thought that this young master Le was just greedy for novelty for a while, like a child playing with a puppet, at first he refused to let it go, but after a long time, he gradually forgot about it.

Unexpectedly, he was so stubborn.

Jing Ye sighed slightly in his heart, and his complexion softened unconsciously. Le Zhenghuan was secretly happy when he saw his attitude change, and held his hand and said, "Now I've found you. When you beat that Xu Ming into a prisoner, you Follow me back to Pingyue City... okay?"

Before Shanyue left, she told her to be gentle with his wife, to discuss things with him first, not to lose his temper all the time, and to let him see his maturity...

what!How can I be immature!

After hearing what he said just now, Jing Ye's tone became much softer, and he said, "Lecheng... well, Ah Huan, you have been working for me for nearly half a year, thank you for your kindness. But you are still young now, see If you look at someone and think he’s not bad, you think it’s liking, but in fact, the world is so big, after you walk around and know love and love, you will understand that what you are doing now is nothing more than childish behavior.”

Le Zhenghuan stared at him, and when he finished speaking, he said, "You don't have to say, I understand, you are reluctant to part with those people, and you don't want to go back with me."

Jing Ye was at a loss for words, paused for a moment, and simply said: "You are right, I already have people around me, how can I abandon them and go with you, besides, I am a handsome man, do I want to call myself a concubine for you?"

"Who asked you to be a concubine!" Le Zhenghuan said, he stopped when he was about to have an attack, took a few breaths to calm down, and paced back and forth by the table for a while.

Jing Ye sat down at the table and took a sip of tea. Seeing him frowning in annoyance, he suddenly felt that the fierce young master of Pingyue City was quite cute, so he couldn't help but smile .

Le Zhenghuan told Jing Ye this passage, he was pampered and pampered since he was a child, and many masters in the city are like stars, even though he has endured a lot of hardships in martial arts, how has he ever been rejected like this?

But when he was about to lose his temper, he thought of Shanyue threatening him: "If you can't bear your temper any longer, you will be like the old city owner, chasing that person who can't be touched all over the world, let's see where you cry."

Sitting and sitting, Jing Ye gradually felt tired, and slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly there was warmth on his forehead, but he saw Le Zhenghuan squatting down and holding his hand, with one hand pressed against his forehead.

Le Zhenghuan said: "Your forehead is so cold."

Jing Ye let out a "hmm", the palms of young martial arts practitioners were hot, dry and warm, which made him more and more sleepy.

Le Zhenghuan simply leaned over to lift him up, brought him to the bed, helped him lie down clumsily, took off his socks, and covered him with a brocade quilt.

Jing Ye leaned his head against the jade pillow, and before falling asleep, he felt the boy hugging him, his body warm.

After a good night's sleep, Jing Ye woke up early in the morning, the pillow was still warm, sat up and regained his senses, then rolled over and got out of bed, calling Ye Mao in to change clothes.

This Feng Ling didn't fall asleep all night, and her eyes were black and blue when she woke up in the morning.In the morning of writing the document, ten out of a hundred characters were written incorrectly, so I simply stopped writing.

Ba Yuan came up to grind ink for him, and said stupidly: "My lord, but didn't you have enough for breakfast?"

Feng Ling glanced at him, and suddenly said: "Ba Yuan, do you have someone you like?"

Eight Yuan: "Huh?"

He was stunned, and with a wrong hand, he knocked down the inkstone on the edge of the table and hit his foot sideways, so painful that he hugged his feet and jumped all over the ground.

Feng Ling had no choice but to order him to sit on the footstool to rest. Ba Yuan sat there, thinking of something, his face flushed red.

Feng Ling understood, and asked him: "Who do you like? Have you ever expressed your feelings to that girl?"

Ba Yuan shook his head and said something in his voice like a mosquito.

Feng Ling said: "You don't want to talk to me?"

Ba Yuan still shook his head: "He is a person with the same noble status as an adult, but he is humble and unworthy of him."

Feng Ling: "..."

"The little one has liked that person for a long time." Ba Yuan sniffed, "Even if there is no result, I have to talk to him and ask for an ending."

Feng Ling was silent for a long time, her eyes dimmed slightly.

The two masters and servants were silent for a while, Feng Ling said: "Take the military book that General Yang asked for that day, he asked me to send it to the barracks for him."

Ba Yuan woke up suddenly, hurriedly went to the shelf to take off the military school bag, and went out with Feng Ling.

The two walked to the military camp outside the city. Most of the soldiers recognized Feng Ling, and when they saw him, they took the initiative to lead him outside Yang Ziran's camp.

Feng Ling opened the curtain and went in, and saw two seats in the tent, Yang Ziran was sitting on the right one, and an old man was sitting on the left, his appearance was thin, his fingers twirling his beard were very thin, and a wooden walking stick was placed beside the chair. .

Yang Ziran smiled and said, "Just talking about him, people will come."

The old man turned his head, Feng Ling couldn't help being slightly surprised, bowed and cupped his hands and said, "Old Xing."

"Qingsheng, how about marching this way?" Xing Lao's eyes lit up, and he stood up with his cane.

Feng Ling cupped her hands again and said: "Tiredness is inevitable, but thanks to Xing Lao's guidance, this junior has benefited a lot."

"Okay, okay." Xing Lao stroked his beard and smiled, seeing that he was not making false excuses, his eyes became more and more relieved, "I was afraid that you had suffered a lot and blamed the old man for persuading you to come."

This Xing Lao was dressed as a Confucian scholar, but he was a man of the world. He had visited Feng Ling a few months ago, and he cared a lot about Feng Ling. Yu Yu persuaded him to go out with the army.

Feng Ling didn't want to marry Yang Yuying at that time, and her mind was in a mess. When Xing Lao mentioned this matter, she immediately went to ask Yang Ziran for help, and then left for the northwest.

After talking for a while, Xing Lao got up and said, "Qing Sheng, if you have free time at night, how about coming to my place for a drink?"

Feng Ling got up and said: "Senior Xing invites you, how dare this junior refuse."

Xing Lao nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand to tell the two not to send them off, and went out laughing.

When the person walked away, Yang Ziran sat back in the chair and said: "This senior Xing looks like an old scholar, with a very weird temper, you should be more careful."

Feng Ling glanced at him and said: "He is an elder and I am a junior, so naturally we must respect him."

Yang Ziran shook his head and said, "You just have to be careful."

Jing Ye returned to the courtyard from the meeting hall, but saw the young man practicing his sword, the blade was cold and his moves were sharp.

It's just that last night's soft heart allowed him to stay, Jing Ye sighed helplessly, avoided him and went into the house, but was hugged from behind.

Jing Ye said: "I'll go in and change first, and I'll talk to you later."

Le Zhenghuan sniffed at his neck and said, "I have something to tell you."

Jing Ye said, "What's the matter?"

"Xing Qiye has entered Yingzhou City."

Jing Ye frowned, turned around and said, "How do you know?"

Le Zhenghuan said: "My subordinate went to the city and saw his dumb servant driving a car towards the city. I have fought with that dumb servant before, so I am very familiar with it."

Xing Qiye, a martial arts senior who is as famous as the old city lord Le, he trained Xu Ming's iron guard, which is the opponent of Pingyueqi this time.

Such a person is difficult to deal with.

Le Zhenghuan held Jing Ye's hand and raised his eyebrows in silence.He wouldn't say that that Seventh Master Xing seemed to be looking for someone called Feng Ling...

Rival in love, it is better to eradicate resolutely.