Wearing a pheromone to become a fool

Fenghe didn't want to eat for free, so he contributed a little effort and brought two hares.

Qu Jinying was not idle either, holding hands with Wei Yansi, they picked some wild fruits and came back.

After offering sacrifices to the Wu Zang Temple, they felt refreshed and sat side by side on the big rocks by the lake looking up at the night sky.

Tonight's moon is very round, the stars are shining, and they are in a good mood.

Wei Yansi sang a song out of nowhere.

"The moonlight in the city illuminates dreams,

please warm his heart

……

The moonlight in the city illuminates the dream,

Please stand by his side,

If we can meet again someday,

Let happiness spread throughout the night

......"

Her voice is as clear as spring water, and she looks particularly focused when she sings, her eyes are bright, and the corners of her mouth are curved.

Immersed in the artistic conception of her songs.

When she finally finished singing, the three little friends clapped and clapped, giving her a lot of face.

Turning his head, he found that Chunlai was wiping his tears with his head down, accompanied by low sobs.

Wei Yansi squeezed his shoulder blades, and asked in a gentle tone: "Miss your godfather?"

Chunlai shook his head: "It's the first time I hear you sing, I'm so touched."

"What's the matter, when I get back to the palace, I'll sing it to you every day, that's great."

"How can I be your servant in this life, little one." Chunlai knelt down directly, and kowtowed with both hands on the ground.

Hey, the stinking problem of flattering has happened again.

Wei Yansi ordered Fenghe to kick Chunlai into the lake quickly, she was out of sight and out of mind

Fenghe obeyed the oracle and kicked his scud at Chunlai. When he almost hit him, Chunlai ran away, begging for mercy, and Fenghe had to chase after him.

The two chased back and forth by the lake, as if they were singing a funny excerpt.

Qu Jinying bent over with a smile, and threw his head into Wei Yansi's shoulder: "Are they doing the same in the palace?"

"Don't mention it, there is Yi Dongpo in the palace, and that old fox is even more noisy."

Qu Jinying said sadly: "...that's great, the Hou Mansion has never been like this."

Wei Yansi embraced her, and responded in a gentle tone: "You will enter the palace in the future, so help me clean them up."

"No."

"Why?"

"I want to enjoy leisure and happiness every day, eat, drink and have fun, and don't care about anything."

Wei Yansi tapped her chin lightly: "It's not up to you."

"Humph."

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind him, and Wei Yansi looked back suddenly, and saw the grass shaking violently, as if something was about to jump out.

Wei Yansi guessed that the escort team had come looking for the signal left by Feng He, but deep in the mountains and old forests, and the night was dark, she yelled Feng He's name with the mentality of sailing carefully.

As soon as he yelled, something jumped out from the grass, and it turned out to be Geng Wangshu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Wei Yansi: "!"

Geng Wangshu brought seven or eight people, their eyes were scarlet, like beasts that can only eat people, and their Adam's apple let out a series of ferocious laughter while rolling: "Perhaps you thought it was your rescuers who came? Thanks to them, I was able to go smoothly." Find here, this time we will see where you go!"

Qu Jinying looked at Geng Wangshu coldly, and cursed at him for lingering ghosts.

"You woman is also in the way, I'll kill you now, it's over." Geng Wangshu grinned high.

Wei Yansi subconsciously pulled Qu Jinying behind her: "Enemies are easy to solve but not easy to tie, why don't you tell me directly, what exactly do you want?"

In the stalemate, Feng He rushed back in time, and the big knife was already in his hand.

He looked Geng Wangshu Pedestrian up and down, his clothes and pants were stained with large chunks of blood, whether it was someone else's or his own, he looked quite embarrassed.

Then he put the words on the table: "You are injured, if you really want to fight, it's uncertain who will win."

"If you can't win, you have to fight!"

Feng He drew his saber out of its sheath, and with a clang sound, raised the saber flat in front of his body: "Come on!"

At that time, Chunlai also ran back, taking advantage of Fenghe's resistance, holding Wei Yansi and Qu Jinying by the hand, leading them to spread their feet, and said while running: "Masters, hurry up, I will Stay for cover."

Wei Yansi shook off him, returned to Feng He's side, and whispered, "Are you stupid? Since they are injured, they must not be able to outrun us, so why stay here to fight head-on."

Listening to Jun Xi's words, it is better than ten years of reading, Feng He was enlightened, flew forward and shook Geng Wang's book move, then flew back, and ran away with Wei Yansi.

It was late at night, and the forest was densely covered with dense trees, so it was very convenient to escape.

Chunlai and Qu Jinying ran ahead, Wei Yansi and Fenghe ran behind, perhaps God helped, and they really threw off Geng Wangshu who was chasing after him.

They were terrified and did not dare to procrastinate. They took a breath and continued on their way.

This walk lasted all night, and I was always worried about the fear of hungry wolves in the woods. I finally looked forward to the dawn, the dawn of hope filled the earth, and the sun would rise as usual.

They walked out of the woods and took a road that was neither wide nor narrow.

Wei Yansi felt that she must be the worst emperor since the founding of the wild goose dynasty, so she had to stay calm and said clearly: "Where are we going? We can't go back, lest we encounter that rebellious dog Geng Wangshu .”

"That's right," Feng He frowned at night, "Geng Wangshu mentioned that he found us because of the rescuers. It is very likely that the two sides had a head-on confrontation, and the rescuers were wiped out."

"Didn't the Red Lotus sect fight bandits at the foot of Hutou Mountain? How did the rescuers get involved?" Chunlai asked.

Qu Jinying's face was heavy: "My brother... Isn't it more dangerous than good?"

Wei Yansi paused: "...This is just a guess."

"My brother is usually frizzy and rash!"

"He misses you, and nothing will happen."

"Geng Wangshu has seen him before, how could he let him go?"

After she finished speaking, she clenched her hands into fists and pressed them against her sore and sore waist. After running around all night, she was exhausted.

"Don't think about it too much, you will be in Linzhou if you go forward, the most urgent thing is to escort the sixth son to the magistrate's yamen, and then send the local army to escort him, it will be safe." Feng He said

Wei Yansi felt sorry for Qu Jinying's suffering, so she took the initiative to act as a servant girl, pinching Qu Jinying's small waist with both hands, rubbing her sore spot with her thumb.

Raising his eyes, he saw a few people walking towards them from a distance, and immediately became vigilant.

Those people were staggering, their footsteps were flimsy, as if they could be blown down by a shallow gust of wind.

Wei Yansi narrowed her eyelids, intending to take a closer look.

"It seems... a refugee, a fleeing disaster..."

From far to near, they have sallow skin, chapped lips, swollen hands and feet, like walking mummies.

Feng He hastily blocked Wei Yansi with his arm, and didn't give up until the refugees passed by.

"It seems that what the second boss said is true." Qu Jinying's gaze stayed on the back of the refugees, "The nearby state capital really sent people to block the official road, so that people fleeing famine were forced to detour."

Wei Yansi turned her face away and licked her lips: "Let's go to Linzhou first, and inquire locally whether the state governments really concealed the disaster situation and treated the refugees harshly."

Qu Jinying couldn't bear it, and grabbed her cuff: "Don't blame yourself too much, as I said, you are a good emperor."

Whether the emperor is good or not is decided by the people of the world, not by his own daughter-in-law.

Wei Yansi was quite self-aware, but she also expressed her gratitude to Qu Jinying, and secretly made up her mind that she would work hard to revive the country.

But before that, you have to find a place to fill your stomach and rest your feet.

After walking along the path for another half a day, I came across a dumpling stand, saying that the dumpling stand was a bit far-fetched, and it was a dilapidated stand supported by a few wooden piles.

The stall owner is being pestered by a group of refugees, begging him for some hot soup.

The boss was very embarrassed and asked the refugees to go to another house to beg. He had a small business and could barely support the whole family.

The refugees finally encountered a place to eat, and they were not willing to leave easily. They were densely packed at the entrance of the noodle shop, please be kind to the boss.

The boss knelt down, clasped his hands together, and begged them to do well, as if begging a Bodhisattva.

A bunch of people were buzzing and chattering.

The people of the Li people are suffering, Wei Yansi has no reason to stand idly by, she learned her previous lesson, she dare not reveal her wealth easily, she sent Fenghe to pull the boss aside, secretly gave him ingots of silver, and asked him to take out all the edible things , to share with refugees.

Money is a master, the boss is middle-aged, and he has never seen such a large ingot of silver. He weighed it and estimated that it was 50 taels.

Enough for him to earn for several years!

He stuffed the money into his waist, patted it, and arranged for Wei Yansi and the others to sit in the booth.

There were not only other people in the stall, but also a middle-aged woman squatting in front of the stove and lighting a fire, and a sick old man lying in a chair.

The boss rubbed his hands: "Guests, don't be disgusted. I built this dumpling stall myself. It's crooked and neglectful."

He returned to the stove, served dumplings skillfully, and said to the woman who was lighting the fire in front of the stove: "Old woman, your old waist can't stand it, so give me instead."

"Okay!" The woman supported her knees and the stove with her hands, stood up tremblingly, went to the small clay stove, poured the boiled soup into a bowl, and brought it to the old man's mouth.

Feng He was always concerned about Wei Yansi's safety, fearing that he would accidentally encounter bad guys, so he inquired with the boss about his family's situation.

The boss is an honest man. He added some firewood to the other stove, heated up the soup base, threw a large pile of dumpling skins into the pot, stirred them with a spoon, and said to the refugees guarding outside the stall: "That's all, wait a minute." , it will be fine soon."

After finishing all this, he answered Feng He's question: "Our old couple has a son who joined the army three years ago and is a soldier under the old general Wang Qu with a different surname."

Qu Jinying raised his eyes: "Suppressing the North Army?"

"Yes, the girl has heard of it?"

The dumplings are out of the pan, and the boss scoops up four bowls and brings them.

Qu Jinying restrained the light in his pupils, slowly bit off a mouthful of dumplings, and said with a slight smile, "I heard that Mr. Shu talked about it in the teahouse, but I forgot the specific content."

The boss is very proud: "Hey, my son defends his family and the country, he is a good guy."

After serving the old man to take the medicine, the woman interjected: "So, old man, you, a father, can't lose face to your son. If you can help any passing refugee, alas...they are all poor people!"

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