Transmigrating Into A Cannon Fodder

驿站门口.

In addition to the accompanying team, there is also a red horse, the color is pure, and the figure is beautiful. It’s just a dozen centimeters shorter than Ye Shaoqing’s Maxima.

"This horse's legs are so short, can you keep up? You won't hang me?" Lin Qing's words are playing drums.

Ye Shaoqing is cold: "Follow it, if you dislike it, then take the carriage."

Lin Qing's words: "..." This person has no room for negotiation.

"I don't want to give up, I just feel weird."

Lin Qing’s words were helped by Ye Shaoqing on horseback and explained the precautions with her. He finally said: “Be sure to hold the reins, you can’t let go at any time, you know?”

Lin Qing words nodded.

The pedestrians got on the road. Lin Qing’s poetry was not bad. He always followed the carriage. The aroma and Alan looked at her in the window. The eyes were adored. The lady was too clever.

The fragrance suddenly frowned: "Miss, how do you think your horse is running differently than the big man? You are still in the carriage. The slave is really afraid that the horse will turn you down."

The sound of the wind is in the ear.

Lin Qing’s words are not really heard, but I still understand the meaning of aroma.

For a while, I found that the horses of other people were running side by side with two hooves, and her horse, four legs were running on the wrong track, and the rhythm was very funny. She now understands the meaning of Ye Shaoqing's four-hoofed horse.

Silently looking down at the small short legs into a red horse without shadows, this ... it runs so fast, will it be tripped by its own hoof.

Damn Ye Shaoqing, no wonder she is allowed to ride a horse!

It turned out to be her joke.

She licked the whip and prepared to catch up with Ye Shaoqing.

The whip hit the horse, and it screamed, and it suddenly exceeded the carriage driven by the driver.

Lin Qing’s words were not so scared, and he held the reins in his hand.

When she arrived at Ye Shaoqing, she couldn’t even talk, and the horse wind floated past him.

rough!

This short leg is actually more than a thousand miles.

Condensed and Alan yelled in the back: "Da Gongzi, Miss's horse is out of control..."

Ye Shaoqing was calm and relaxed, and Lin Qing’s words gradually moved away from his own sight. His mouth even had a smile.

Condensed and Alan were anxious to jump, and the two carriages were sitting side by side on the carriage. One of them turned around: "The two girls are not safe, and the son will not let the lady ignore it."

"but......"

"The two girls are still sitting back. If they fall off the carriage, the small one is not good to explain to the lady."

Aroma and Alan looked at each other and retracted to the curtain to pay attention to the movement of Lin Qing's words.

Lin Qing's words are good to toss, but the horse does not listen to her instructions, she can only fly along the official road.

The man who is angry and anxious in his heart, who is a thousand knives, deliberately completes her.

She didn't dare to go back now, and she was afraid that no one would mean that the direction would be chaotic.

Far away, I saw a village in front of me, and my heart mentioned the eyes of the blind. If I entered the village, what should I do if I touched the villagers?

She quietly loosened the scorpion of the set foot and prepared to jump off the horse.

The hand was about to let go of the reins, and when she heard a whistle of utterance, she obviously felt that the speed of the horse was slowing down.

After a few moments of effort, the man’s cold voice rang from behind: “I’m not telling you, are you going to step on the stable? You don’t want to die?”

Lin Qing’s words turned back, and others had already arrived. She was not angry. “Are you still blaming me? This horse is not the same as people. Why don’t you say it? If I am not smart, I know the direction of the reins. I am here with the woods on the side."

That is more dangerous!

Ye Shaoqing is not ill: "The horse is not the same as the man."

Lin Qing's words: "..."

Take a deep breath and control your emotions: "Don't pick my language, I mean you should understand."

"Before you got on the horse, I have already told that this is a four-hoofed horse. I can keep up with the team. The character is gentle and well controlled. If it is not good, you can get on the carriage. You decide to ride. How do you blame me? You whipped it, it Speed ​​up the speed, isn't it right? If you don't whistle again, this horse is good, why don't you blow it?"

Lin Qing's words: "..."

She said a word, he even waited for her! "You didn't tell me? And this is your horse, how can you listen to me?"

"No one told you when you were hungry, how did you know?"

Lin Qing’s words were fooled.

Ye Shaoqing said again: "Do you want to ride a horse? Look at you complaining, you are still riding a carriage, and my ears can be quiet."

Lin Qing’s words have hesitated, and then he will transfer. His men will surely find that she is in trouble and will toss her own identity.

She can't make people look down: "Who said that I want to change? But when is the rest? My monthly letter is still there, this way, you know? I am looking for a place to change."

"There will be a station before dark, if you can't wait, you can enter the carriage."

Lin Qing’s words don’t make a sound.

Slowly behind Ye Shaoqing, and finally was taken to the carriage.

Condensed and Alan came together again: "Miss, I’m scared to death, you are still in the carriage."

Lin Qing’s words waved his hand: “It’s good to ride a horse.”

Hawthorn, gradually drifting away.

After a long journey of half a month, I finally reached the rumored frontier, Tianxiaguan, before dark.

Compared with the bustling Beijing, it is very backward, the streets are not covered with blue bricks, the breeze is over, the dust is flying.

The carriage stopped in front of a large courtyard, and the Yefu on the plaque was slightly shabby.

Only two young nieces and a middle-aged sergeant were guarding here, and they saw a group of people immediately receiving the reception.

The surname Dong, who is Ye Shaoqing’s milkmaid, sneaked Lin Qing’s words several times along the way, and carefully examined the aroma and Alan around her.

The main room has no floor coverings and is separated by a curtain.

But the decoration inside is very particular.

The ground is dusty and it seems that people are often cleaned.

Condensed and Alan put down their luggage and waited for Ye Shaoqing to go out and encircle Lin Qing’s words: "Miss, it’s too embarrassing, can you get used to it?"

“It’s a bit old, but we can make a renovation and buy some paint to repair it. There is a lot of flowers in the yard to decorate and make a small garden.”

When the sound did not fall, the door was pushed open, and Dong Wei stepped forward: "Mrs. No, that is where the Dagongzi practiced."

Condensed with a sigh of fragrance: "Let's go! How do you do the next person, the main son has a room for your mouth? Do not knock in the door even if you enter the house, if the son of the son is there, do you not rush to them?"

Dong Wei took a moment and reacted with a gloomy look: "You are so sinister, how can you wait for the master? Madame, this girl is arrogant, and it is better to sell it."

Lin Qing's words were shocked.

The fragrant scent hit Shen Qiu Rong's personal maid, Alan, and Ponzi learned that she did not have a partial punishment for her.

This one opening is actually selling people.

She sees this old woman used to be a master here! I don't know who my last name is! "I am more crazy than her, do you want the big son to sell me?"