The story of silver lock and golden bell gl

Nanping Wang became worried again: "You just said what happened a few hours ago? Where is she now?"

Xiang Suiyu answered for her: "Yu Wentai's subordinates came to snatch people, probably because they want to gain more weight."

"This, this, did they succeed?"

Xiang Suiyu didn't answer, but shook his head again, and said: "I don't know who told Xiao Gong about this, Xiao Gong shouldn't have come back."

"Why? I, I..."

Xiang Suiyu suppressed his voice, but the voice was sent out with internal force: "This matter must be concealed, if Xiao Gong can treat it as a false alarm and leave here sadly, that would be the best."

King Nanping nodded, patted Jinling on the shoulder again, and said: "The food in Jiangling is not as good as at home, but it should be much better than you eating and sleeping outside. Where is your righteous brother? I haven't seen him coming back, is he also hungry and thin?" ?”

Jin Ling tried hard to think about it, and said: "Brother Yi...I still feel the same way. Mother didn't say he was thin, maybe he wasn't."

Her expression was still indifferent, but imitating Xiao Xun's way, she raised her eyebrows and opened her eyes wide. King Nanping was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, thinking that her daughter is indeed the pistachio of her parents. Since Jin Ling came home, Even Ah Zhen became a little lady.

"Okay, okay, I trust Mr. Xiang a hundred times, if there is any news, you must remember to let me know."

"Where is Duke Xiao going?"

Nanping Wang sighed: "Go back and deal with my brother."

"Is it necessary to go? I think Xiao Gong can rest at home."

Xiang Suiyu still looked like an old monk in samadhi, with his legs crossed and his eyes closed.King Nanping heard something in his words, and said: "It's not a particularly urgent matter, so I will wait for news from Mr. at home."

Xiang Suiyu nodded slowly, and Jinling sent King Nanping to the door, seeing that he was quite reluctant, and walked out along the pond in the garden for a while.King Nanping was worried after much deliberation, and wanted to turn around and send her back.

Jin Ling didn't understand what he meant, looked up at him, Nanping Wang smiled awkwardly, and said: "This... I think you also traveled to Jiangling day and night, your mother is away, and there is almost no one to take care of the things at home, and no one to clean up the house for you ...I'll ask someone to clean up the place for you to sleep now, okay?"

Jin Ling shook her head, said with a slight smile, "If Father dare not stay alone, I'll find a place to sit with you."

King Nanping was taken aback, "Who said I dare not stay alone?"

Jinling didn't answer, and walked into the waterside pavilion and sat down. King Nanping imagined the scene of being alone alone, and he must have been so worried that he wanted to walk around the room. In this way, what Jinling said was serious That's right, he really didn't dare to stay alone, his daughter really was his parents' caring padded jacket, and Jin Ling really was Ah Zhensheng's good daughter.

There was a breeze blowing on the pond, although King Nanping couldn't figure out what kind of riddle the master and apprentice were playing, but seeing Jinling's calm appearance, even if something happened, he could probably turn the danger out of danger, so he couldn't help calming down, remembering the time when he held the little boy in his arms. The smaller bell is boating on the lake.

He first asked about Jinling's journey to the north, and Jinling knew that the King of Nanping was worried, so he only chose to talk about the scenery on the road, but he didn't talk about the dangers, and only revealed one or two things when the King of Nanping asked.King Nanping saw that she was reluctant to say more, so he turned to ask about the situation in Jianye. Jinling answered truthfully, but King Nanping looked worried and sighed: "It will be summer soon, and such a big Jianye has become A dead city."

"Perhaps it's not that bad... The escapees accounted for the majority, and some of the remaining people were reluctant to part with their homeland, or had nowhere to go. They occupied a few miles and organized patrols by themselves every day. It seemed that there was no problem. Although the city was dangerous , but there are rules for going down to the lower ranks, and it is not yet a hell on earth. When autumn comes, those who have left will return to their homeland, and Jianye will still be able to recover its prosperity."

The King of Nanping sighed deeply, and said: "But a dead person will never come back to life."

Jinling remained silent, not knowing how to proceed. For her, those who died were people who had nothing to do with her. People died every day, people were born every day, and countless people died before her eyes. , There is no difference between man and beast, insect, and vegetation. Although the living cannot bear to see death, the dead cannot be resurrected, so why waste too much energy?

People are like autumn insects, they live and die in the morning and evening, but they just follow the weather.

Except for silver locks.

There was another commotion in the distance. Jin Ling raised her head and looked into the distance. Seeing that she couldn't see anything, she spread her spiritual sense and soon caught an unusual sound.

She got up suddenly and said: "It seems that Brother Yi and Mother have arrived."

A person ran out from the corner. She took a closer look and saw that it was Zhong Sheng again. Zhong Sheng was even more indistinct than King Nanping just now. He waved while running, "My lord! My lord! It's my wife and my young lord!"

The smile on King Nanping's face slowly broke out, and he said with a fierce smile: "Ah Zhen! Ah Zhen is back! Haha!"

Zhongsheng laughed so much that he opened his mouth wide, opened his arms, and hugged Nanping Wang fiercely. The two walked shoulder to shoulder and walked into the garden. They made faces at each other and couldn't help sighing.

Zhong Sheng came to his senses suddenly, patted King Nanping, and said, "My lord, I'll see the princess soon, so it won't be majestic."

King Nanping quickly let go of Zhongsheng, straightened his clothes, and asked, "How is it, majestic?"

Zhong Sheng nodded quickly and said, "Majestic, majestic..."

King Nanping suddenly asked again: "Why didn't you mention Cheng Zhu just now? Where is Cheng Zhu?"

Zhong Sheng was also taken aback, the two turned their heads to look at Jin Ling, Jin Ling said: "He came back by boat..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped talking again, wondering whether Luo Chengzhu and other loyal retainers would be implicated in it, and become Yinsuo's punching bag to vent his anger.Maybe the master mediates, and the second martial uncle can be returned, but she can't do it anyway.

The two of them didn't realize that she hadn't finished speaking, so they both turned back in relief and quickened their pace to walk into the house.

Jinling followed them back to Xiang Suiyu's residence, there were many people in this secluded small courtyard, it was very lively.Although Jinling doesn't like having many people, such scenes cannot be avoided now.She lagged behind King Nanping and Luo Chengzhu before going in. When she entered, King Nanping was already in tears, ignoring so many people around, hugging the concubine in his arms.Xiao Xun, on the other hand, had a happy face. He was the first one to see Jin Ling coming in, greeted her, and said with a smile, "Jin Ling knows things like a god, and the road ahead is smooth. Ah Qi will meet us on the way back, and after that, Mr. Yu Here we go again, helping us enter the city in disguise, without disturbing anyone all the way, how are you doing behind? Are you injured?"

Jin Ling shook her head, "It's just a slight injury on the hand."

"It's amazing, you settled that little demon girl?"

Jin Ling frowned slightly, and said: "Even if swords and swords are facing each other, she is still my junior sister."

"Even if it's your junior sister, you still used the knife, forget it, just come back."

Jinling also had no intention of getting entangled with Xiao Xun, and was always worried about Yinsuo, let alone how to see Yinsuo, and seemed to be preoccupied.She walked over to Xiang Suiyu, saw Ah Qi and Yu Daizi, saluted, and said, "Ah Qi didn't encounter any trouble, did he?"

Ah Qi finally came in handy once, and said: "No! Senior Sister Jinling is too powerful. There are almost no people on the road to the west. Halfway through the walk, I met Master, and entered the city in disguise, as if invisible, Senior Sister... Second Senior Sister didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

Jinling was quite troubled by this problem, and it was true that Yinsuo was desperately fighting with her, and it was true that Yinsuo grabbed her hand and stabbed her leg.Her expression at that time was horrifying, Jin Ling still felt terrified when she thought of it.

"I don't know when Second Martial Uncle will return to the city..."

Ah Qi laughed narrowly, Yu Daizi heard Ah Qi's smirk, and said to Xiang Suiyu: "I don't know what the second brother will look like when he waits for so long, but only waits for a silver lock. It must be very exciting... Oh, I really want to see it, I wonder if there is still a chance.”

Lu Kanglong and Yinsuo suffered a lot because they didn't expect that Jin Ling would think of some schemes and tricks, and they were completely unprepared, so they caught them off guard. If they really play tricks, Lu Kanglong Number one, no one can compete with him.Although Yu Daizi asked this question, she knew in her heart that probably there would be no next time.

Jin Ling whispered: "Master... I don't know where the Second Martial Uncle lives?"

Xiang Suiyu asked: "Are you going to inquire about the news? Be careful not to be angered by Lu Kanglong, he must be in a bad mood now, if you go deep into the tiger's den at this time, what should you do if you can't get out?"

Jin Ling said indifferently: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be able to win a hundred battles. If Master doesn't assign me other tasks, I will go and have a look."

Seeing her resolute expression, Xiang Suiyu told her where Lu Kanglong was.

Jinling left quietly, and after Nanping Wang and Wangfei wiped away their tears, she was nowhere to be found.Xiao Xun said that he would call Jinling out to celebrate the princess's safe departure from Jianye, but the princess stopped him.

"Jin Ling has worked hard all the way, and now she has probably rested, but you are going to disturb others. Seeing that you are so energetic, it is probably because you are not tired on the road."

Xiao Xun burst into tears: "Mother! I drove a car and rode a horse along the way, and finally carried you on my back. Is that what you call me?"

The princess pouted and said, "I don't care, you are not allowed to disturb Jin Ling."

The King of Nanping stroked his beard and smiled without saying a word, thinking that raising a son was really for bullying, so the son would be bullied and played by Ah Zhen, and the daughter would be his father's little cotton-padded pistachio pistachio.

Finally, at night, Jinling put on the black clothes again, put the sword in the house, and put the chain on her body, said hello to Suiyu, and went to the residence of Lu Kanglong in the west of the city.

To the west of the city is a large area where poor people live. According to Xiang Suiyu, there is a large workshop in the middle of this large area of ​​slums, and this workshop is the location of the Mingjiao Jiangling branch.

She had traveled so many places with Yinsuo earlier, and she still had a little understanding of Mingjiao's level.The main altar of Mingjiao is in Chang'an, and sub-altars are set up in all the major cities across the country. There are sub-altars under the sub-altars, and sub-halls are set up under the sub-helms. It is set up on the official road where the transportation lines are densely packed. Jiangling seems to be not high enough. Although it is the second largest city in the country, it has only one sub-rudder. It seems that before coming to Mingjiao, it did not focus on Jiangling.

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