"Protect the general."
The crowd gathered around Dong Wu, ready to fight at any time. They came prepared, and the other side obviously came prepared. I really thought that one person on the scene was really one person.
Who knows how many people are hiding out there.
Dong Wu came out and said, "I didn''t expect the Marquis to come. I''m just here. How dare I let the Marquis come out in person."
The person who came here is the emperor of the imperial court.
Strong and powerful.
Even Dong Wu and other brave generals who are good at fighting are not the opponents of Shenwei marquis.
"Since you know how dare you let me go out in person, you''d better go back with me without any help." Said the Lord.
Dong Wu said: "that''s going to disappoint Shenwei marquis. I can''t die yet."
Shenwei Hou sneered: "ha ha, you think you can escape. You''ve already been covered with a net. As long as you step out of here, you''ll turn into a hornet''s nest in an instant, and the only way to survive is behind me, just because you are a mob, you can escape."
Say the most ferocious words and tell each other the safest direction.
Just ask if you have enough insight.
Dong Wu was silent, but he thought, I see.
World War I triggered.
Those who stay outside are all ready. As long as the other party dares to take the lead, they will have no place to die.
All of a sudden.
Someone yelled.
"Don''t shoot the arrow. The Marquis is here, too."
Only a few figures were entangled with Shenwei Marquis, fighting from the courtyard to the outside of the mansion. Only those people of Dong Wu kept moving their bows and arrows and shifting their direction.
They''re a little low.
My heart cried.
Marquis, you''d better get out of the way. Otherwise, how can we shoot arrows.
However, shenweihou''s killing move is extremely fierce. With one hand, the ground will burst. With one foot, cracks will appear on the ground, and the impact waves will roll away.
Even a general like Dong Wu, who is good at killing and felling, can''t resist such an attack.
I don''t know why
Dong Wu is still alive, seemingly earth shaking killing moves, but did not kill a person.
Strong impact, blowing around those soldiers can not stand firm body, staggering, let alone archery, even aiming is impossible.
A moment later.
Shen Wei Hou''s face was gloomy, and he stood with his hands down. He looked into the distance and said in a cold voice, "you''re running fast."
The old eunuch, who was monitoring this matter, came to Shenwei Marquis with anger. He just wanted to speak, but he was preempted by Shenwei marquis.
"How are you in charge of this matter? People have come out and you don''t move. Do you want to let them go?"
Shenwei Hou said angrily.
Originally, the old eunuch should have asked the Lord of Shenwei, but now he said it directly. To tell the truth, the whole old eunuch was confused for a while.
Obviously not.
The old eunuch said in a sharp voice, "Marquis, if you fight with them, once you shoot an arrow, what should you do if you hurt yourself?"
"Hum, I''m invulnerable. How can ordinary arrows hurt me? If this operation fails, I will report it truthfully. I suspect that there is a conspiracy between you and Dong Wu. Please think about how to explain it."
Shenwei Hou swung his sleeve and turned to leave, leaving only the old eunuch with a gloomy face.
A few years later.
Qingyang Town.
"Young master, I''ve made it clear that all the girls in our town are getting married. Who do you like in the end? You can tell me that I can ask the matchmaker to matchmaker."
Qinglian is so tired of Lin Fan''s marriage that she thinks about it every day. As a part-time manager of Lin''s maid, she has to let her son carry on her family, so that she can be worthy of the master''s spirit.
Is turning the soil of Lin fan, indifferent way: "I have like people."
"Who is that?" Qinglian really wants to be the Ascaris lumbricoides in the belly of the young master. No matter what the young master thinks, she can see the newborn children running around the town in small groups. When she sees Lin fan, she shouts respectfully.
"Mayor Lin."
The children all like Lin Fan very much. They like to gather around him when they have nothing to do. Their little eyes are full of worship. They often listen to my grandfather talking about how the mayor used to cut demons.
As high as thousands of feet of super demon, open your mouth, you can swallow our Qingyang Town.
But we, Mayor Lin, beat the demon to death with one blow.
The children have long regarded Lin Fan as a superhero in their heart.
Fifty years later!
On the street.
Lin fan is pushing a wooden wheelchair. On the wheelchair is an old man with blankets on his knees.
"Childe, Qingyang Town has been safe until now, thanks to childe. If there is no childe, there will be no Qingyang Town now." Qinglian said.
Want to speak louder, but the voice is very small, the body can''t, exhausted effort is difficult to speak out.Lin Fan said with a smile: "this is the result of our joint efforts, Qinglian. The wind outside is a little strong. Let''s go back."
Back to the house.
Lin Fan takes Qinglian to bed, and then goes to the kitchen to cook. In the past, Qinglian prepares three meals a day. Even if she is not fit, she still wants to continue to cook for her son. But Lin fan stops her, and then he comes to take care of Qinglian.
Soon.
Lin Fan brought the delicious shredded pork porridge to the bedside and said in a soft voice, "Qinglian, have a meal."
Qinglian opens her eyes and is slowly helped up by Lin fan. She leans her back on the soft pillow and opens her mouth to let the young man feed the porridge.
He was fed porridge by the young master himself.
Even if it''s been years.
But every time for Qinglian, I feel very happy.
Soon, a bowl of porridge was finished.
Lin Fan told Qinglian to have a good rest, but she was held by Qinglian, "young master, talk with me, I feel I''m leaving soon, and I can''t chat with him in the future."
"Good." Lin Fan smiles.
He could feel that Qinglian''s body had reached its limit.
Qinglian grabs Lin Fan''s hand and remembers the way she used to be when she held the childe''s arm for a few decades. Thinking about it, she smiles happily.
Lin Fan touched Qinglian''s head and said gently, "what happy things are you thinking about?"
Qinglian smiles and doesn''t speak. It''s like she used to ask childe, childe, who do you like? I''ll let the matchmaker tell you.
But every time I get the answer, it''s the mysterious smile of the young master.
"Young master, can I ask you a question?" Qinglian asked.
Lin Fan said: "ask, as long as I know, I will tell you."
What Qinglian wants to ask is Young master, do you really like me? That''s why you always refuse to allow me to invite a matchmaker for you. But she didn''t ask this question because she always remembers that she was adopted by the master. She is always the young master''s maid and part-time housekeeper of the Lin family.
In her life, she has never done anything wrong to the Lin family.
I didn''t make you suffer.
Now, she only wants an answer from the young master.
"Young master, am I loyal?"
Lin Fan was surprised, then touched Qinglian''s head with a smile, "loyalty."
Green lotus smile happily, "get childe''s praise, my life is worth, I also feel I am very loyal, although sometimes make a little mistake, but never make a big mistake."
"Well, you''re the best." Lin Fan said.
It''s like coaxing a child.
Just like when cardamom was young, he often gently beat Qinglian''s head.
Gradually.
Qinglian is tired.
Lin Fan helped Qinglian to lie down and sat on one side, looking at the sleeping Qinglian. It was as if Qinglian, with a fan, sat by the bed and gently fanned him when he was asleep.
Let Qinglian have a rest every time.
They say I''m not tired at all. Go to bed, or I''ll stay up late.
A few days later.
Qinglian is gone.
He died peacefully with a smile on his face.
All the people in Qingyang Town come to the funeral. They all know that Qinglian is happy in her life and can be with the mayor all the time. Some old women know that Qinglian is lucky to be in front of the young master, but they also know that Qinglian is reluctant to give up. After she leaves, who will take care of her young master.
Can we do it Like her.
On this day.
Lin Fan stood in front of the tombstone, long time no recollection, eyes red, send off the most familiar people.
"Cherish every day in front of you."
"Good bye, Qinglian."