Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

Most of the black gunpowder in the armory is not high-grade, because it is mixed with sand and stones during refining, and it will burn at the touch of a button.The few sparks in front of me seem to be nothing, but next to such a gunpowder magazine, it is only a blink of an eye to become a prairie fire.

What's more, the fireworks booth was already on fire, and the royal water dragon couldn't get in, but the flames rolled up the cornices protruding from both sides of the road, followed the ridge of the roof, and licked furiously towards the armory.Coupled with the fact that the wind direction is abusive, the situation is even more critical.

"If I remember correctly, the reclining Buddha's body is carved with century-old maple wood, which will not be eaten away by insects or burned by fire, and its arms are several feet long." Cang Lang raised his eyes suddenly, and met Feng Lin's stern and deep eyes, said suddenly.

Feng Lin understood what he meant, "Several feet, just enough to seal the entrance of Huangyang Alley."

Cang Lang nodded and said nothing, the most urgent task is to build a firebreak between the fire pile and the armory to stop the fire dragon's scales and claws, but there is no better way at the moment.

Humiliate Buddha, blaspheme God, save sentient beings.

Canglang lowered his eyelids for a moment, then raised his eyes again, like a cold and indifferent Hetian jade, he would rather smash a thousand pieces in exchange for a loud sound: "Do you dare?"

Such a cleverness is not difficult to guess. Chi Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and then changed his expression: "Your Highness! Such deviant things should not be done!"

Feng Lin's sword pointed to the ground, and he drew it to his side without saying anything.His silence is not so much a hesitation as a search.He turned a deaf ear to the lieutenant general's persuasion, and only intended to find some kind of signal from Cang Lang's eyes.

"Sir, is it an order or not?"

Cang Lang didn't speak, but his eyes already showed everything.

The long sword pierced through the air, the Buddha's light disappeared, and the thick arms of the Buddha fell to the ground.Huang Ai was filled with half-dried tears, full of grief and anger.

Everyone present, except Cang Lang and Feng Lin, all gasped in unison.Chi Xiaoyu turned around suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Five people in a row, move wood, put out the fire!"

Feng Lin didn't move his sword, his arm was still trembling slightly due to excessive force.Leaning against the Buddha to anger people, he looked at Cang Lang, and something long-lost spread silently between them.

"What did you say, King Yan cut off the reclining Buddha's arm in the street?!"

Huang Deyong knelt on his head tightly, and said: "Saint, calm down, the situation that day was really dangerous. If it hadn't been for King Yan's blow, the Yellow Goat Road for ten miles would have been reduced to ashes."

Hearing these words, Emperor Longkang's complexion got better after he was sick, but there was still a gloomy knot between his brows.

After a while, he asked again: "Is anyone in the marriage negotiation team injured?"

"All good, all good." Huang Deyong nodded and bowed his waist, "The second son of the Gao family retreated in time, but he was only a little frightened. The county master was guarded by the prince's people in the posthouse, and not even a hair was short."

Emperor Longkang was still worried, and said: "Even if you are in a hurry, worshiping Buddha is the rule set by the ancestors, no matter what, this accusation of deviant and apostasy should not be carried by Ah Lin himself. Let's just wait and see, tomorrow morning I'm afraid It's another battle of words."

The wind is high and the wind is low, and each is lost.Since the beginning of autumn, Emperor Longkang has been ill for several times and has become so skinny. Looking at the withered yellow leaves outside the window, his eyes are empty, and he no longer has the vigor he had when he first ascended the throne.

"The fleeting time is unfavorable, and it is another eventful autumn..."

There was a gust of autumn wind, worrying the two families.

The aftermath of the Buddha statue weeping blood still lingers, and rumors of strange powers and chaotic gods emerge endlessly. Under such pressure, the marriage of Gao and Wang's family had to be stopped.For the time being, the county lord is staying at the posthouse, sitting and looking at the west wall of the slanting light, waiting for the next good time; as for the Gaofu, these days there are always rumors that go over the wall and pass through the courtyard, and Gao Zheng has a hard time to tell, and he gets sick every time he comes and goes. Unable to get off the ground, there always seems to be a little fear in the listless.

And Feng Lin, as the supervisor of ceremonies, was ordered to thoroughly investigate the matter, and it could be regarded as a saint looking for a chance to make amends for his act of cutting off the Buddha's arm.

"The Buddha wept and the horse was frightened." Cang Lang raised his cuffs lightly, slipped out the bone fan and clasped it in his palm. This kind of family background can't be climbed."

Feng Lin approached, and said: "Whether a good match or not depends on people's hearts, not on family status." He tidied up the scattered files on the bamboo table, and made room for a tea tray, "Mr. Soothe your throat."

The dessert is Xingfangzhai's pine cream roll, paired with Biyingying's tea soup.Canglang glanced over, Angelica and Danshen sink to the bottom, both are good things for nourishing Qi and nourishing energy. Someone seems to want to use this cup of tea to replenish the essence that Yeye took away from him.

Whether to kill or bury, he is right.

Cang Lang snorted coldly, chewed the butter roll and asked: "Why do you also think that the reclining Buddha's weeping blood is not an oracle, but a human will? I heard that the county lord is very satisfied with the future lord."

"I'm really satisfied," Feng Lin said, "Since the bandits were suppressed on Fanming Mountain, the county lord was rescued by Gao Zheng, who was the commander of the Jizhou capital at that time, and the drama of Jinfeng Yulu has already begun to emerge. It's just a marriage, if there is no blood relative Sincerely agree, a good man may not make a good match."

He deliberately bit down on the words "flesh and blood relatives", and finally pushed the uncovered teacup forward: "Sir, I asked this king to pay more attention to Wang Lang, the younger brother of the county lord, isn't it the same reason."

Cang Lang wrinkled his nose, "Then what did you notice?"

"Wang Lang came to Beijing for three days. Apart from dealing with the marriage matters, he spent time with Wang Zhengxuan's old department. He was so drunk that he fell unconscious a few times and slept all night under the wall of Mao'er Hutong. He was arrested the next day. When people found out, the rhinoceros with the copper handle of the horsewhip was unloaded by the beggars for silver. Someone behind the scenes sneered that the wind and sand in Xiguan was so strong that even the once invincible Seven Star Blade had been honed to look like scrap iron today." Feng Lin Finish in one breath.

Cang Lang picked up the fallen cake crumbs, fed them to Huai Ying who was eagerly watching at his feet, and asked him, "What do you think?"

Feng Lin stared at it for a moment, then thought about it and answered: "If the sword comes out, it may not be because the sharp blade is rusted, but it may also be because the hidden edge is held back, waiting for the future."

"Tap!" The fan bone was finalized in the palm of his hand, his loving eyes suddenly bent, and Cang Lang swung his jaw towards Feng Lin, "Go on."

The fleeting smile is like morning dew, illuminated by a ray of morning sun, full of breathtaking beauty.Feng Lin suddenly became speechless, and his eyes fell on the inside of his collar, like a schoolboy's obsessive desire to seek spring, but what he thought of was a different kind of charm.

"Are you distracted?" Cang Lang waved his fan unceremoniously to him.

Feng Lin came back to his senses, picked up the teacup, swallowed it with the tea, and said in a low voice, "From the past few days, although Wang Lang's actions are flamboyant, there are not many places beyond the rules. His ointment Liang Zuopai has indeed deceived many people. The gate of the Guangchu Division of the Ministry of Rites has never allowed outsiders to enter without permission. General Wang Xiaojun used the excuse of looking for the golden silk to tie up the hired geese, so he just entered. Those who are watching outside have the final say , at least stayed inside for half a stick of incense.”

Cang Lang said: "Half a stick of incense is enough to do anything. It is not difficult to earn a few tears from the Buddha by telling the six sufferings of the world."

Feng Lin could hear the sarcasm in his words, and without the help of others, he took the fire chopsticks and turned on the small stove, and re-simmered the tea soup that had been neglected for a long time.

"Sir asked me to give him a cheap offer, just because I don't want this marriage to come to fruition. Forgive me for my stupidity." Feng Lin flipped through the file, "Why did you want to investigate the Jizhou bandit case again?"

The tea soup was gurgling and boiling, Cang Lang's upper body leaned into the bamboo chair, and his expression gradually became lazier: "I have taken the errand of the disciplinary officer to Beijing this time, and I will list it under the name of the Inspectorate. Of course, I will do something serious, otherwise Don't you want to be an idler with a vegetarian meal?"

"An idler is an idler," Feng Lin said, "The palace is so big, how many idlers can afford to support it."

Cang Lang raised his chin slightly, stared at the person in front of him for a while, and said: "When did I say that I recognize you, and you have to have a name for the offering. At this moment, I will use the word "forbidden" to slander people, and aim at this body The official uniform doesn’t quite fit, does it?”

Feng Lin didn't expect him to turn over the old account at this time, put the tea into the kettle and boil it again, the astringency was filtered out, and he held it in his hand and blew it slowly, Fang said: "In ancient times, there was a Duke of Zhou who washed his hair three times and held his hair three times a meal. Spit and feed. Mister's knowledge is comparable to that of Lu Guojiao, what's wrong with this king's Lixian Corporal?"

It's a disadvantage, but it's also useful.

Cang Lang yawned, with a weary look on his face: "This time the errand was done well, and the boy can teach you. If there is nothing else, please go back, Your Highness."

Feng Lin is not so easy to dismiss, he raised his finger and caressed the blue and white porcelain on the body of the cup, the embossed texture was smooth to the touch, and the color of his eyes gradually deepened: "Since Mr. said that I have made meritorious deeds, I can't just talk about it with nothing to prove." .”

Cang Lang laughed angrily: "He came here to ask for a reward before he could see his horoscope. The three feet of the battlement is not enough for His Highness's face."

Feng Lin's nature is tolerant, and he can't bear to be full of longing. The impulse of wanting is put in his eyes, and Cang Lang has nowhere to hide.

He got up and wanted to leave, but someone grabbed his wrist and pressed it against the bamboo table without any explanation.

Feng Lin pursed his lips lightly, and said, "Sir, feed me candy."

Cang Lang looked at him inexplicably, Feng Lin didn't speak, took a mouthful of tea soup between his teeth, and leaned over to touch his thin lips.The body fluid slowly sank to the bottom, and the bitterness rose to the base of the tongue, followed by the burning begonias on the back of the neck.

After a moment, the lips parted, and Feng Lin asked at the end of the kiss: "Is this okay, sir?"

can you sirWhat a naive and ignorant request, pushing the desire of the prime of life to the past, turning it into a love affair under the mask of a naughty boy, making people unbearable to refuse, inconvenient to criticize, and willing to fall into the trap.

Cang Lang held the handle of the fan hesitantly and let go.

The wolf cub immediately understood the cue in this gesture.He overturned the teacup, opened the hem of the skirt with his fingers and snaked in, the smile on his lips and cheeks flowed like tea soup.

"Don't push yourself too hard..."

Cang Lang gritted his teeth, but Tangrui was caressed until it was soft and fragrant, and the warm flow had spread along the spine to all the limbs, melting away the coldness and hardness in the bones.Luohong was overwhelming, Cang Lang could only let the man drag him into the whirlpool of desire.

......

The sunset was orange-red, the sky and the earth were silent, Cang Lang finally fell asleep with Feng Lin on his pillow, and fell asleep in the evening wind.

He unbuttoned his collarbone to reveal his collarbone, and there were still marks on the place where he was bitten hard, like spots of red plums falling on the snow, and cinnabar that burned deep in his heart.

Feng Lin fastened Cang Lang's collar firmly with one hand, flicked his fingers, and the gray sparrow poking around the branches flew away with a "chirp".

Whether it's red plums or cinnabar, they all belong to him, and Mr. Feng belongs to Ah Lin.

Feng Lin lowered his face and kissed Cang Lang's temples, did he want to blaspheme?How is it possible, his god is here.

The time is short, and the snow is falling.

The thin-soled fast boots stepped on the snow quietly, and stepped into the gate of Bingmasi's camp before stomping loudly on purpose.

"Fuck, what a horrible weather! It's snowing too early, Brother Zhang——"

"Who?"

Xiao Qi, who was hiding in the room warming up the fire, heard the movement, dawdled for a long time, and walked out slowly with his shoes on: "Hey, the major general is here, I was fed a whole night of yellow soup by you, and I slept until noon the next day. I'm dizzy. I'm on duty today, but I can't."

As soon as the bamboo hat was taken off, Wang Lang's youthful and heroic face was revealed.He stomped off the snow on the upper of his shoe, and let out a sigh of relief.

"How can it be. Before I left, my father repeatedly told me to come to Beijing to see you old fellows on his behalf. Knowing that Brother Zhang has official duties, I dare not delay the matter, so I specifically mentioned the elbow of Jinghua Building Let's have a few drinks with you." He shook out the food box under the coir raincoat, "The wine is brewed from Qionghua, don't drink it, if you get drunk, just ask me to settle the score."

The wine and meat are full of fragrance, which makes the greedy worms haunt, which reminds Zhang Xiaoqi of the happy days of drinking and eating meat with his comrades in the army.He patted Wang Lang's shoulder heavily, and laughed loudly: "Good boy! Brother Zhang risked his life to accompany the general today, only one piece, just three bowls of wine, don't be greedy!"

Wang Lang smiled: "According to Brother Zhang."

After three bowls of wine, he snored loudly.

Wang Lang calmly put down the wine bowl, found the key from the sleeping Zhang Baihu, and tucked his coat around his shoulders tightly: "I'm sorry, brother."

The warehouse of Wucheng Bingma Division has not been used for a long time, and there is a musty smell in the air.The weeping reclining Buddha was in the middle and said nothing, his gentle and round forehead glowed with a mysterious light in the darkness.

Wang Lang's eyes were piercing, and he stepped on his knees and palms in three or five steps, hooking the Buddha's unusually full earlobe with one arm, and steadily freed his other hand to feel under the Buddha's eyelids.

Suddenly, countless rays of light poured in, illuminating the warehouse extremely brightly.

"Major General, what are you doing?"

The author says:

These two days of closed training, the intensity is huge (the kind that needs to get up at [-] o'clock to run exercises) and only can code when returning to the room every night, try to ensure that the next day is updated, seriously ask for starfish (this text is really colder than the sky in the mountains)