How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

The wind and snow never stopped at night, and the bone-piercing cold wind penetrated almost everywhere. Even if the door of the shop was closed, the wind could squeeze in through the cracks, and it was not forgiving at all.

Xiao Qi hid his body and squatted on the beam outside Zhuang Qingyue's house, shivering under the swishing air-conditioning, even the tip of his nose turned red from the cold.

This is only October, and the snow can fall so heavily, Rao Xiao Qi has been stationed in the northwest with King Jingbei for many years, and he has never seen such a situation.

He tightened his coat tightly, holding the hand warmer stolen from the shopkeeper to cheer himself up, his eyes fixed on the movement of the door without blinking, for fear that something happened to the young man and he would not be able to rescue him in time.

But maybe this young master went to bed early at night, Xiao Qi listened for a long while, but he couldn't hear any unusual movements in the room.

On the contrary, the snow outside the house was gradually accumulating, and the sheds in the backyard where the sundries were piled up creaked and creaked, which was very obvious in the quiet night and made people's teeth ache.

Suddenly, a loud bang shocked Xiao Qi so much that he almost fell off the beam.He stabilized his figure, followed the sound with his head, and after a while, he saw candles lit up in the backyard, and the old shopkeeper came out of the room.

"Oh, what a collapse!" The old shopkeeper raised his eyes and saw the situation in the courtyard.

With a panicked expression, he hurried around the corridor and slapped Xiao Er and the handyman's room loudly, shouting loudly as he patted: "Daniu, Tian Er, get up quickly! The shed is broken, hurry up and clean it up!" "

The shopkeeper made too much noise, following his shout, the rooms except Shitou and Xiao Qi were empty because they were on duty, and the rooms where Xiao Lingfeng and his party lived were all lit up.

The voices gradually became louder.

Xiao Lingfeng also heard the movement, he got up in his clothes and walked out, looked at the shopkeeper Xiaoer and the handyman who were in a hurry downstairs, frowned and asked: "It's noisy, what's going on?"

The subordinate behind him replied: "My lord, it was the snow that collapsed the sundry shed in the backyard."

Xiao Lingfeng's expression immediately became serious, but he almost forgot that according to the plot in the book, when Zhuang Qingyue and his son were dispatched to the northwest, it was snowing heavily in the northwest for more than half a month.

According to the plot, Xiao Lingfeng in the original book was busy dealing with the snow disaster at this time, and he didn't have the time to pay attention to Zhuang Qingyue and his son.

However, those hundreds of households looked honest, but they were the ones who watched people order dishes.In his eyes, Zhuang Qingyue and his son, who have lost power, are bereaved dogs, and they are often bullied and bullied by him under the banner of "the prince has orders".

So, don't blame Zhuang Qingyue for hating him.Even if there hadn't been the subsequent "Father Killing Revenge", Zhuang Qingyue probably wouldn't have had a good look at him.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Xiao Lingfeng turned his head and ordered: "Call someone down to help Qingxue, don't collapse the house and hurt people."

The subordinate took the order and was about to leave when he was stopped again.

"The snow will continue to fall for another ten days, and it won't stop in a short time." Xiao Lingfeng looked up at the dark night, frowning, "After dawn, send two people back to the station to deploy troops, and order 300 people to go to Shuo Stand by outside Yangcheng."

He emphasized: "It is necessary to be familiar with the mountain roads in the villages outside Shuoyang City, with good skills."

The subordinates were stunned and hurried away.

There was heavy snow, and the people who dug the shed under the wind and snow had covered their bodies with snow, and the whiteness of their bodies was very conspicuous at night.

Xiao Lingfeng looked at it, turned his gaze, and suddenly felt something strange.

It stands to reason that the courtyard is already brightly lit at this moment, and everyone is busy up and down. Why does it seem that after the store is removed, there is only one person?

Xiao Qi, who was squatting on the other side, also realized that something was wrong.

As early as the noise in the courtyard just started, he was already on guard.After all, the more noisy and busy, the better the time to take advantage of the chaos.

He stared intently at the tightly closed door of the young man in white, and his eyes were gradually sharpening like a falcon on his face that still had a little youthful look.

The people in the room didn't seem to be disturbed by the noise outside at all, and they didn't react at all quietly at the moment.

Xiao Qi held his breath and waited, then turned over lightly and delicately, and got off the beam. The lightness kung fu performed by King Jingbei himself made him land quietly, and no one could notice it.

He hid his figure in the shadows, and while no one was paying attention, he quietly reached out and opened the window a crack, squinting his eyes to search inside.

no one!

Xiao Qi was startled, and when he turned around, he met the eyes of the equally ugly stone at the other end of the corridor.

Stone gestured to him.

Xiao Qi nodded quickly with a bit of panic, and returned to Xiao Lingfeng's side in a few breaths.

Seeing Xiao Lingfeng standing leaning on the railing with his hands behind his back, Xiao Qi rushed to Xiao Lingfeng's ear, lowered his voice and said anxiously: "My lord, that young master is not in the room, but my subordinates have never seen him go out. It's the same over the stone. That bearded man has also disappeared!"

He said angrily: "I realized that that big, hairy bear is not a good thing. It's nothing more than talking wildly, but he dared to kidnap people under the noses of the Jingbei Army!"

"Shhh." Xiao Lingfeng put a finger on his lips, signaling Xiao Qi to keep quiet.

He raised his chin: "Look there."

Xiao Qi raised his eyes and looked over, his eyes suddenly focused: "Is there something wrong with the shopkeeper?"

Xiao Lingfeng smiled, but his eyes were cold: "What do you think?"

Among the noisy group of people below, the junior servants all got up in a hurry, wrapped their clothes in disorder, and came out to work.

And the shopkeeper seemed flustered, but he was dressed neatly, as if he hadn't fallen asleep yet.

On the night when two big survivors were lost, the shopkeeper actually stayed up in the middle of the night?

After receiving the hint, Xiao Qi retreated quietly and sneaked into the shopkeeper's yard secretly.

At this moment, in a small dark room at the bottom of the inn, beside the boxy and simple wooden table, there were two people sitting one at a time.

Zhuang Qingyue was sitting on the only grand teacher's chair covered with thick fox fur cushions, leaning against the back of the chair and fiddling with the bodhi beads in her hand, her posture was very lazy.

"Am I good-looking?" he asked.

A tall and strong man stood beside him, glanced at his expression, and did not dare to speak.

Zhuang Qingyue lazily raised her eyes, and repeated what the man said in the lobby: "Woman, are you an eyesore?"

His tone was gentle, and he sounded like he was really curious.

But the man froze in place for a moment.

The man glanced at Zhuang Qingyue's face, and said with a smile: "My lord, don't take what you said earlier, just treat me as nonsense and fart!"

"Oh?" Zhuang Qingyue paused, then asked calmly, "Really?"

The man felt a little bitter in his heart. He knew that the gentler his tone and the calmer his expression, the angrier he would be.

After all, the young master hated people to say that he looked effeminate the most in his life, so why did he get carried away and hit the muzzle of a gun?

He knelt down on one knee: "Young Master please punish!"

"Hmm." Zhuang Qingyue crushed a bodhi seed expressionlessly, without responding.

Hearing Zhuang Qingyue's indiscriminate humming, the man's knees softened, and he knelt firmly on the cold ground: "My lord, calm down!"

The bodhi bracelet was accidentally torn off by Zhuang Qingyue, and the bodhi bones rolled to the ground.The sound of the beads falling to the ground one after another seemed even more frightening amidst the hint of silence.

This burly man became more and more frightened the more he listened, the rolling beads hadn't stopped yet, yet he couldn't bear the depression.

"Snapped!"

The man slapped himself hard.He closed his eyes tightly, unable to see Zhuang Qingyue's expression.

He didn't hear Zhuang Qingyue's voice after the slap, but he didn't dare to stop without authorization, so he had to grit his teeth and slap himself even louder.

After slapping herself seven or eight times like this, Zhuang Qingyue finally said, "That's it."

"Get up." He said, "Give me a list of hidden piles in the Northwest, pick a few suitable people, and find a chance to be placed in the Jingbei Army."

The man half-kneeled on the ground, took out a list from his coir raincoat and cloak, handed it to Zhuang Qingyue respectfully, and waited for his order with his head bowed.

After reading the list, Zhuang Qingyue lit the thin paper on the candle.

Then he lowered his head and glanced at the kneeling man, and ordered: "Stand still, follow the arrangement I just said."

"It's been snowing heavily recently, people are needed for disaster relief, and it just so happens that the exile team has arrived in Shuoyang City, so it's a good time for you to deploy people." After a pause, he said, "Don't let me down."

The man nodded tremblingly, and then boldly asked, "What about you, my lord?"

Zhuang Qingyue glanced at him: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger cub?"

He looked at the burning candles on the table, frowned and said, "The shopkeeper hasn't come back yet, I'm afraid the situation up there is not good. You can go back through the secret passage."

As he was speaking, the tip of his ear moved slightly, and a soft sound fell into his ear.

So before the man could stand up, he saw his son throwing a baby swallow into the forest and planting it in his arms, with a look of humiliation but death rather than submission on his face.

Before he realized what was going on, Zhuang Qingyue whispered hurriedly in his ear: "Someone is here, tie me up!"

He froze for a moment, then quickly recovered his senses and touched a hemp rope from the wall, cut Zhuang Qingyue's hands behind his back, and tied them up neatly.

It was the first time he did such a crime, the man gritted his teeth with trembling hands, unexpectedly he had the appearance of a villain with a distorted expression.

"Let go of him!" A loud shout sounded.

Xiao Qi groped the mechanism all the way to open the door, but he didn't expect to see the appearance of this shaggy-faced bear who tied up someone and wanted to do something coercive.

Thinking of the prince who was still waiting for the news upstairs, Xiao Qi's eyes were about to burst, and the cold knife from his waist was unsheathed, and he went straight to the face of the bearded man.

That man is not a vegetarian either.

He was already taller and taller than Xiao Qi, although his movements were not as flexible as Xiao Qi's, but his moves were open and closed, and his strength reached a thousand ounces.

The two fought inseparably, even Zhuang Qingyue, who was watching the play, was secretly surprised by Xiao Qi's skill, but if they were allowed to continue fighting, it would be a lose-lose result.

Zhuang Qingyue winked, the bearded man got the order, made a feint and then retreated.

Xiao Qi wanted to chase again, but Zhuang Qingyue groaned in pain, so startled that he gave up chasing, and immediately turned around to investigate.

There was a sound of unhurried footsteps, and Zhuang Qingyue became alert calmly. Xiao Qi noticed his nervousness, and comforted him while untying the rope: "Don't be afraid, my master is here."

He promised: "my master is a good man and will not hurt you. He must be good to you. "

The good man himself, Xiao Lingfeng, stood at the door, looking at Xiao Qi with a delicate expression, this...has he ever said such a thing?

Zhuang Qingyue "supported" her body, forced a smile: "Thank you chivalrous man for saving my life."

"It's just that I don't have anything in my lower body, I don't know how to repay it..."

Xiao Qi rushed to answer: "It's all right, it's all right..."

Xiao Lingfeng shouted sharply: "Xiao Qi!"