Chapter 57
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"Brother Qiao Sheng, you are here." Xiaoqiu is very happy to see moqiao.
Ever since Mo Qiao Sheng led a horse with two heads into the city and got the nickname of Mo Yan Wang, many palace people and maids showed fear when they saw him.
This kind of fear makes him who is not good at communicating with others even more serious and indifferent,
but maybe when he met at the end of the day, and he was young, Xiaoqiu was still enthusiastic and lively every time he saw him.
This made Mo Qiao Sheng feel a little relieved.
"Haven't you had dinner yet? My sister is making pancakes. I'll bring some for you and brother Feng to eat together. " When it comes to eating, Xiaoqiu's eyes are shining with bright light. Without waiting for moqiao to answer, she turns around and runs away.
Mo Qiao Sheng looks at the little figure who has run away. With a smile in his eyes, he sits down at Cheng Feng's desk.
"It's a lot of noise. I'm tired all day. Fortunately you're here." Cheng Feng complained impatiently.
"She's only that tall." Mo Qiao Sheng stretched out his hand to compare, "if you really annoy her, one hand can make her dare not come again."
Cheng Feng pursed her lips and put aside her sight.
"It's all over." Mo Qiao Sheng puts a small can of wine on the table and turns out two cups from Cheng Feng's table.
"You said Cheng Feng looked at him pouring wine, "I've been lying for more than half a month. Once upon a time, when did we get hurt, there was such... "
They raised their glasses and touched each other. The liquor was fragrant and mellow.
I remember not long ago, they sat opposite each other, the same people, the same wine, but it was so bitter.
Alcohol stimulates nerves and makes people think more sensibly.
In the past, every time I was seriously injured, I was lying alone in the cold and humid shed.
No matter how thirsty, no water, no matter how hungry, no food.
In the boundless silence, patience, suffering, fear that perhaps the next moment will come to the God of death.
If you are lucky, there will be a brother who will come back at night to fill your mouth with a bunch of food he saved and feed you a mouthful of muddy water.
Barely pull you back from the edge of death, can continue to struggle in the dark mud to survive.
But now,
Cheng Feng looks at the empty medicine bowl on the table.
Every time he opened his eyes, there was always sweet water, warm porridge food, which was held to his bed by a pair of chubby hands.
That child talks a lot, which makes him feel too noisy. He is not used to healing himself in silence.
I'm not used to the warmth.
Although it's just a child, I always do things carelessly.
But that heart is very hot, so hot that for a long time in the ice, he subconsciously wants to resist.
Cheng Feng closed her eyes and searched in her dark life. It seems that she only got this kind of care when she was young.
At that time, the more warm, the more cruel the memories behind.
If it wasn't for the Lord.
How can a person like me, who has been blackened from the inside out for a long time, have the chance to be treated gently again.
Cheng Feng drank all the wine in his glass: "you come to find me, but what's the matter?"
Mo Qiao Sheng took out the small piece of armor hanging around his neck and rubbed it for a moment.
He Lanzhen and simatu are his new friends. They are very warm and sincere to him.
On the contrary, Cheng Feng always treats people coldly and venomously.
But don't know why, come to Cheng Feng to discuss this matter, he just feel in the heart stable and steady.
This is a brother who really understands him and understands him.
"You say it's from the Lord?" Cheng Feng looks at the Triangle Pendant.
Mo Qiao Sheng gently eh for a while, his eyes gazing at that armor piece show rare gentleness.
"Qiao Sheng, I once advised you to stay away from the Lord. Now it seems that I am wrong." Cheng Feng said.
Mo Qiaosheng's always resolute facial lines softened slightly: "my Lord, I hope I can give him something back, but I have no strong points. What can I give him? What in the world is worthy of the Lord? I've been really upset about this for a long time. "
"Are you stupid? The Lord is the king of a country. How can worldly things enter his eyes. All he wants is your heart. I'll accompany you to the market tomorrow. I'll look for something that can represent your heart. Just offer it
Mo Qiao Sheng worried for many days, and finally found a solution, a sigh of relief: "great good."
There are tens of thousands of troops stationed in bianzhou City,
every day when the setting sun shines in the evening, the soldiers who camp in the city go out to the market in groups.
So in the evening, the market is more lively. Many shops are raising lanterns to open the evening market.
Although the street is full of soldiers, Mo Qiaosheng and Cheng Feng are still very eye-catching.One was dressed in a crimson dress with a gorgeous face and frosty face.
The other is black and full of evil spirit.
They were followed by a white baby girl with big eyes looking around.
"Have you decided what to buy?" Cheng Feng frowned.
This is his first time to visit this kind of market, and the over enthusiastic boss on both sides of the road makes him very uncomfortable.
He exuded a momentum of refusing people thousands of miles away, which scared back a landlady who tried to lean over to greet him.
Mo Qiao Sheng was also very uncomfortable. He said in distress: "general Helan suggested that I buy some Jade beads. Simatu suggested that Cough. "
Mo Qiao Sheng stayed in a jewelry shop for a long time.
Xiaoqiu squats on a puppet stall not far from the door, feeling and seeing with interest.
One of them is a vivid cloth tiger, which she can't put down.
I remember when I was in my hometown, there was such a cloth tiger in my family. Although she had been played with it very shabby and mended many times, she still had no chance to touch it. It was the precious toy that her brothers were qualified to play with.
"If you don't buy a doll, don't touch it all the time. It costs five dollars a piece. If it's dirty, it's hard for a tired old man to sell." The stall owner spoke.
Five big money fell on the stall, a hand stretched out from behind Xiaoqiu, picked up the cloth tiger.
"Feng, Feng, what do you buy this for? Lend me a play, play. " Xiao Qiu trots behind a Feng and tries to reach her on tiptoe all the way.
Flutter of a, that exquisite toy fell into her arms, in front of that red back, but head also don't return of stride forward.
Cheng Feng buries his head forward. He is very annoyed at his meaningless act.
Just thank her for taking care of me.
"Feng? Chu Feng
At the moment, a man's voice sounded not far away.
Cheng Feng stopped walking and froze in an instant. A sense of fear made him climb up the top of his head all the way from the bottom of his feet.
It's a job, as for his deepest fear.
A man in his thirties stopped them.
This man has a white face and beard, and is well-dressed.
"Feng, isn't that Feng? I haven't seen you for years. You've grown so big. " The man reaches out his hand and tries to hold Cheng Feng's hands.
Cheng Feng seems to be bitten by a snake. She takes two steps back. Her eyes are red and she stares at the person in front of her.
"Chu Feng, don't you remember me? I'm Chu Yezhi, your former master. " The man rubbed his hands, showing a very happy expression, "when the family was in decline, the family economy was very tight, so I had to sell you. My heart is also very reluctant to give up, these years often think of you
"Now it's not the same. I'm lucky to be worshipped as guest Qing by Duke Xiang of Song Dynasty." Chu Yizhi unfolds the sleeves of his robe to show his wealth. "Chu Feng, who is your master now? You come with me, I'll go to him and buy you
He stretched out his hand to pull Cheng Feng. On the way, the back of his hand was patted by a small white hand.
A girl who was less than ten years old, holding a cloth tiger in one hand and a Feng in the other, said angrily to him, "his name is Cheng Feng, not Chu Feng. He is our general. Who are you? In our bianzhou City, how dare you be rude to the general of Jin? I don't know
"What general." Chuyezhi sneered, "don't coax me, little doll. I'm an envoy of the state of song. Tomorrow I'm going to see you, the Marquis of Jin and Yue. If you point out the slave as a general, you won't be afraid that your Lord will cut your head?"
Cheng Feng pulls Xiaoqiu's hand and turns around.
"Chu Feng! How can you treat your old master with this attitude Chu Yezhi reaches out his hand to stop them. "Have you forgotten what I did to you?"
He looked up and down at Cheng Feng with a frivolous smile: "you were too young to remember that year. At that time, we were so close. If we were not really short of money and could not afford to offend those families, how could I be willing to give you away, who I finally brought up for nothing? "
Chu Yizhi leaned over and added in a low voice, "I haven't touched you myself."
Cheng Feng felt goose bumps all over his body. He could hardly control the slight trembling of his body.
Such a person, I once worshipped him as a God, even after he pushed me to hell, I continued to beautify his memory of that good, to find a compelling excuse for his behavior.
He felt as cold as ice.
"Feng, what's the matter with you?" Xiao Qiu looks at the bloodless Cheng Feng anxiously and pulls his hand.
"Go," Cheng Feng said, biting her teeth. "Let's go."
"Don't go!" Chu Ye's face is cold, and he waves for several followers to surround Cheng Feng and Xiao Qiu.
A hand stretched out from the shadow of the shop door and put on Cheng Feng's shoulder.The hand was warm and powerful.
It's moqiao.
Without saying a word, he stood firmly behind Cheng Feng. His eyes were cold and he looked coldly at these strange people in Song Dynasty's clothes.
Cheng Feng's heart, which was immersed in cold ice, was pulled out by this hot hand.
He felt that his floating feet gradually became firm.
He pushed Xiaoqiu behind him, holding the hilt of the sword, pulled out a sword, and confronted the man he hated with red eyes.
"Captain mo."
"What is the captain doing here?"
"Fight? Count me Yang Sheng. "
Several soldiers from the state of Jin who were wandering in the street surrounded us.
Ye's face rolls up in front of him, and he wakes up with a ferocious scar.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. I am an envoy of the state of song. You must not be rude. " Chu ye saw that they were numerous and powerful, and there was a middle-level general present. He was afraid to be provoked. So he set up his identity, called his entourage and left in a hurry.
Mo Qiaosheng and Yang Sheng said hello,
he took Cheng Feng's shoulder and said, "go, go back."
Cheng Feng turned to look at him.
Mo Qiao Sheng understands Cheng Feng's mood at the moment.
He added to his strength: "don't worry. don't worry. It's going to be fine. "
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"Brother Qiao Sheng, you are here." Xiaoqiu is very happy to see moqiao.
Ever since Mo Qiao Sheng led a horse with two heads into the city and got the nickname of Mo Yan Wang, many palace people and maids showed fear when they saw him.
This kind of fear makes him who is not good at communicating with others even more serious and indifferent,
but maybe when he met at the end of the day, and he was young, Xiaoqiu was still enthusiastic and lively every time he saw him.
This made Mo Qiao Sheng feel a little relieved.
"Haven't you had dinner yet? My sister is making pancakes. I'll bring some for you and brother Feng to eat together. " When it comes to eating, Xiaoqiu's eyes are shining with bright light. Without waiting for moqiao to answer, she turns around and runs away.
Mo Qiao Sheng looks at the little figure who has run away. With a smile in his eyes, he sits down at Cheng Feng's desk.
"It's a lot of noise. I'm tired all day. Fortunately you're here." Cheng Feng complained impatiently.
"She's only that tall." Mo Qiao Sheng stretched out his hand to compare, "if you really annoy her, one hand can make her dare not come again."
Cheng Feng pursed her lips and put aside her sight.
"It's all over." Mo Qiao Sheng puts a small can of wine on the table and turns out two cups from Cheng Feng's table.
"You said Cheng Feng looked at him pouring wine, "I've been lying for more than half a month. Once upon a time, when did we get hurt, there was such... "
They raised their glasses and touched each other. The liquor was fragrant and mellow.
I remember not long ago, they sat opposite each other, the same people, the same wine, but it was so bitter.
Alcohol stimulates nerves and makes people think more sensibly.
In the past, every time I was seriously injured, I was lying alone in the cold and humid shed.
No matter how thirsty, no water, no matter how hungry, no food.
In the boundless silence, patience, suffering, fear that perhaps the next moment will come to the God of death.
If you are lucky, there will be a brother who will come back at night to fill your mouth with a bunch of food he saved and feed you a mouthful of muddy water.
Barely pull you back from the edge of death, can continue to struggle in the dark mud to survive.
But now,
Cheng Feng looks at the empty medicine bowl on the table.
Every time he opened his eyes, there was always sweet water, warm porridge food, which was held to his bed by a pair of chubby hands.
That child talks a lot, which makes him feel too noisy. He is not used to healing himself in silence.
I'm not used to the warmth.
Although it's just a child, I always do things carelessly.
But that heart is very hot, so hot that for a long time in the ice, he subconsciously wants to resist.
Cheng Feng closed her eyes and searched in her dark life. It seems that she only got this kind of care when she was young.
At that time, the more warm, the more cruel the memories behind.
If it wasn't for the Lord.
How can a person like me, who has been blackened from the inside out for a long time, have the chance to be treated gently again.
Cheng Feng drank all the wine in his glass: "you come to find me, but what's the matter?"
Mo Qiao Sheng took out the small piece of armor hanging around his neck and rubbed it for a moment.
He Lanzhen and simatu are his new friends. They are very warm and sincere to him.
On the contrary, Cheng Feng always treats people coldly and venomously.
But don't know why, come to Cheng Feng to discuss this matter, he just feel in the heart stable and steady.
This is a brother who really understands him and understands him.
"You say it's from the Lord?" Cheng Feng looks at the Triangle Pendant.
Mo Qiao Sheng gently eh for a while, his eyes gazing at that armor piece show rare gentleness.
"Qiao Sheng, I once advised you to stay away from the Lord. Now it seems that I am wrong." Cheng Feng said.
Mo Qiaosheng's always resolute facial lines softened slightly: "my Lord, I hope I can give him something back, but I have no strong points. What can I give him? What in the world is worthy of the Lord? I've been really upset about this for a long time. "
"Are you stupid? The Lord is the king of a country. How can worldly things enter his eyes. All he wants is your heart. I'll accompany you to the market tomorrow. I'll look for something that can represent your heart. Just offer it
Mo Qiao Sheng worried for many days, and finally found a solution, a sigh of relief: "great good."
There are tens of thousands of troops stationed in bianzhou City,
every day when the setting sun shines in the evening, the soldiers who camp in the city go out to the market in groups.
So in the evening, the market is more lively. Many shops are raising lanterns to open the evening market.
Although the street is full of soldiers, Mo Qiaosheng and Cheng Feng are still very eye-catching.One was dressed in a crimson dress with a gorgeous face and frosty face.
The other is black and full of evil spirit.
They were followed by a white baby girl with big eyes looking around.
"Have you decided what to buy?" Cheng Feng frowned.
This is his first time to visit this kind of market, and the over enthusiastic boss on both sides of the road makes him very uncomfortable.
He exuded a momentum of refusing people thousands of miles away, which scared back a landlady who tried to lean over to greet him.
Mo Qiao Sheng was also very uncomfortable. He said in distress: "general Helan suggested that I buy some Jade beads. Simatu suggested that Cough. "
Mo Qiao Sheng stayed in a jewelry shop for a long time.
Xiaoqiu squats on a puppet stall not far from the door, feeling and seeing with interest.
One of them is a vivid cloth tiger, which she can't put down.
I remember when I was in my hometown, there was such a cloth tiger in my family. Although she had been played with it very shabby and mended many times, she still had no chance to touch it. It was the precious toy that her brothers were qualified to play with.
"If you don't buy a doll, don't touch it all the time. It costs five dollars a piece. If it's dirty, it's hard for a tired old man to sell." The stall owner spoke.
Five big money fell on the stall, a hand stretched out from behind Xiaoqiu, picked up the cloth tiger.
"Feng, Feng, what do you buy this for? Lend me a play, play. " Xiao Qiu trots behind a Feng and tries to reach her on tiptoe all the way.
Flutter of a, that exquisite toy fell into her arms, in front of that red back, but head also don't return of stride forward.
Cheng Feng buries his head forward. He is very annoyed at his meaningless act.
Just thank her for taking care of me.
"Feng? Chu Feng
At the moment, a man's voice sounded not far away.
Cheng Feng stopped walking and froze in an instant. A sense of fear made him climb up the top of his head all the way from the bottom of his feet.
It's a job, as for his deepest fear.
A man in his thirties stopped them.
This man has a white face and beard, and is well-dressed.
"Feng, isn't that Feng? I haven't seen you for years. You've grown so big. " The man reaches out his hand and tries to hold Cheng Feng's hands.
Cheng Feng seems to be bitten by a snake. She takes two steps back. Her eyes are red and she stares at the person in front of her.
"Chu Feng, don't you remember me? I'm Chu Yezhi, your former master. " The man rubbed his hands, showing a very happy expression, "when the family was in decline, the family economy was very tight, so I had to sell you. My heart is also very reluctant to give up, these years often think of you
"Now it's not the same. I'm lucky to be worshipped as guest Qing by Duke Xiang of Song Dynasty." Chu Yizhi unfolds the sleeves of his robe to show his wealth. "Chu Feng, who is your master now? You come with me, I'll go to him and buy you
He stretched out his hand to pull Cheng Feng. On the way, the back of his hand was patted by a small white hand.
A girl who was less than ten years old, holding a cloth tiger in one hand and a Feng in the other, said angrily to him, "his name is Cheng Feng, not Chu Feng. He is our general. Who are you? In our bianzhou City, how dare you be rude to the general of Jin? I don't know
"What general." Chuyezhi sneered, "don't coax me, little doll. I'm an envoy of the state of song. Tomorrow I'm going to see you, the Marquis of Jin and Yue. If you point out the slave as a general, you won't be afraid that your Lord will cut your head?"
Cheng Feng pulls Xiaoqiu's hand and turns around.
"Chu Feng! How can you treat your old master with this attitude Chu Yezhi reaches out his hand to stop them. "Have you forgotten what I did to you?"
He looked up and down at Cheng Feng with a frivolous smile: "you were too young to remember that year. At that time, we were so close. If we were not really short of money and could not afford to offend those families, how could I be willing to give you away, who I finally brought up for nothing? "
Chu Yizhi leaned over and added in a low voice, "I haven't touched you myself."
Cheng Feng felt goose bumps all over his body. He could hardly control the slight trembling of his body.
Such a person, I once worshipped him as a God, even after he pushed me to hell, I continued to beautify his memory of that good, to find a compelling excuse for his behavior.
He felt as cold as ice.
"Feng, what's the matter with you?" Xiao Qiu looks at the bloodless Cheng Feng anxiously and pulls his hand.
"Go," Cheng Feng said, biting her teeth. "Let's go."
"Don't go!" Chu Ye's face is cold, and he waves for several followers to surround Cheng Feng and Xiao Qiu.
A hand stretched out from the shadow of the shop door and put on Cheng Feng's shoulder.The hand was warm and powerful.
It's moqiao.
Without saying a word, he stood firmly behind Cheng Feng. His eyes were cold and he looked coldly at these strange people in Song Dynasty's clothes.
Cheng Feng's heart, which was immersed in cold ice, was pulled out by this hot hand.
He felt that his floating feet gradually became firm.
He pushed Xiaoqiu behind him, holding the hilt of the sword, pulled out a sword, and confronted the man he hated with red eyes.
"Captain mo."
"What is the captain doing here?"
"Fight? Count me Yang Sheng. "
Several soldiers from the state of Jin who were wandering in the street surrounded us.
Ye's face rolls up in front of him, and he wakes up with a ferocious scar.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. I am an envoy of the state of song. You must not be rude. " Chu ye saw that they were numerous and powerful, and there was a middle-level general present. He was afraid to be provoked. So he set up his identity, called his entourage and left in a hurry.
Mo Qiaosheng and Yang Sheng said hello,
he took Cheng Feng's shoulder and said, "go, go back."
Cheng Feng turned to look at him.
Mo Qiao Sheng understands Cheng Feng's mood at the moment.
He added to his strength: "don't worry. don't worry. It's going to be fine. "
"Brother Qiao Sheng, you are here." Xiaoqiu is very happy to see moqiao. Ever since Mo Qiao Sheng led a horse with two heads into the city and got the nickname of Mo Yan Wang, many palace people and maids showed fear when they saw him. This kind of fear makes him who is not good at communicating with others even more serious and indifferent, but maybe when he met at the end of the day, and he was young, Xiaoqiu was still enthusiastic and lively every time he saw him. This made Mo Qiao Sheng feel a little relieved. "Haven't you had dinner yet? My sister is making pancakes. I'll bring some for you and brother Feng to eat together. " When it comes to eating, Xiaoqiu's eyes are shining with bright light. Without waiting for moqiao to answer, she turns around and runs away. Mo Qiao Sheng looks at the little figure who has run away. With a smile in his eyes, he sits down at Cheng Feng's desk. "It's a lot of noise. I'm tired all day. Fortunately you're here." Cheng Feng complained impatiently. "She's only that tall." Mo Qiao Sheng stretched out his hand to compare, "if you really annoy her, one hand can make her dare not come again." Cheng Feng pursed her lips and put aside her sight. "It's all over." Mo Qiao Sheng puts a small can of wine on the table and turns out two cups from Cheng Feng's table. "You said Cheng Feng looked at him pouring wine, "I've been lying for more than half a month. Once upon a time, when did we get hurt, there was such... " They raised their glasses and touched each other. The liquor was fragrant and mellow. I remember not long ago, they sat opposite each other, the same people, the same wine, but it was so bitter. Alcohol stimulates nerves and makes people think more sensibly. In the past, every time I was seriously injured, I was lying alone in the cold and humid shed. No matter how thirsty, no water, no matter how hungry, no food. In the boundless silence, patience, suffering, fear that perhaps the next moment will come to the God of death. If you are lucky, there will be a brother who will come back at night to fill your mouth with a bunch of food he saved and feed you a mouthful of muddy water. Barely pull you back from the edge of death, can continue to struggle in the dark mud to survive. But now, Cheng Feng looks at the empty medicine bowl on the table. Every time he opened his eyes, there was always sweet water, warm porridge food, which was held to his bed by a pair of chubby hands. That child talks a lot, which makes him feel too noisy. He is not used to healing himself in silence. I'm not used to the warmth. Although it's just a child, I always do things carelessly. But that heart is very hot, so hot that for a long time in the ice, he subconsciously wants to resist. Cheng Feng closed her eyes and searched in her dark life. It seems that she only got this kind of care when she was young. At that time, the more warm, the more cruel the memories behind. If it wasn't for the Lord. How can a person like me, who has been blackened from the inside out for a long time, have the chance to be treated gently again. Cheng Feng drank all the wine in his glass: "you come to find me, but what's the matter?" Mo Qiao Sheng took out the small piece of armor hanging around his neck and rubbed it for a moment. He Lanzhen and simatu are his new friends. They are very warm and sincere to him. On the contrary, Cheng Feng always treats people coldly and venomously. But don't know why, come to Cheng Feng to discuss this matter, he just feel in the heart stable and steady. This is a brother who really understands him and understands him. "You say it's from the Lord?" Cheng Feng looks at the Triangle Pendant. Mo Qiao Sheng gently eh for a while, his eyes gazing at that armor piece show rare gentleness. "Qiao Sheng, I once advised you to stay away from the Lord. Now it seems that I am wrong." Cheng Feng said. Mo Qiaosheng's always resolute facial lines softened slightly: "my Lord, I hope I can give him something back, but I have no strong points. What can I give him? What in the world is worthy of the Lord? I've been really upset about this for a long time. " "Are you stupid? The Lord is the king of a country. How can worldly things enter his eyes. All he wants is your heart. I'll accompany you to the market tomorrow. I'll look for something that can represent your heart. Just offer it Mo Qiao Sheng worried for many days, and finally found a solution, a sigh of relief: "great good." There are tens of thousands of troops stationed in bianzhou City, every day when the setting sun shines in the evening, the soldiers who camp in the city go out to the market in groups. So in the evening, the market is more lively. Many shops are raising lanterns to open the evening market. Although the street is full of soldiers, Mo Qiaosheng and Cheng Feng are still very eye-catching.One was dressed in a crimson dress with a gorgeous face and frosty face. The other is black and full of evil spirit. They were followed by a white baby girl with big eyes looking around. "Have you decided what to buy?" Cheng Feng frowned. This is his first time to visit this kind of market, and the over enthusiastic boss on both sides of the road makes him very uncomfortable. He exuded a momentum of refusing people thousands of miles away, which scared back a landlady who tried to lean over to greet him. Mo Qiao Sheng was also very uncomfortable. He said in distress: "general Helan suggested that I buy some Jade beads. Simatu suggested that Cough. " Mo Qiao Sheng stayed in a jewelry shop for a long time. Xiaoqiu squats on a puppet stall not far from the door, feeling and seeing with interest. One of them is a vivid cloth tiger, which she can't put down. I remember when I was in my hometown, there was such a cloth tiger in my family. Although she had been played with it very shabby and mended many times, she still had no chance to touch it. It was the precious toy that her brothers were qualified to play with. "If you don't buy a doll, don't touch it all the time. It costs five dollars a piece. If it's dirty, it's hard for a tired old man to sell." The stall owner spoke. Five big money fell on the stall, a hand stretched out from behind Xiaoqiu, picked up the cloth tiger. "Feng, Feng, what do you buy this for? Lend me a play, play. " Xiao Qiu trots behind a Feng and tries to reach her on tiptoe all the way. Flutter of a, that exquisite toy fell into her arms, in front of that red back, but head also don't return of stride forward. Cheng Feng buries his head forward. He is very annoyed at his meaningless act. Just thank her for taking care of me. "Feng? Chu Feng At the moment, a man's voice sounded not far away. Cheng Feng stopped walking and froze in an instant. A sense of fear made him climb up the top of his head all the way from the bottom of his feet. It's a job, as for his deepest fear. A man in his thirties stopped them. This man has a white face and beard, and is well-dressed. "Feng, isn't that Feng? I haven't seen you for years. You've grown so big. " The man reaches out his hand and tries to hold Cheng Feng's hands. Cheng Feng seems to be bitten by a snake. She takes two steps back. Her eyes are red and she stares at the person in front of her. "Chu Feng, don't you remember me? I'm Chu Yezhi, your former master. " The man rubbed his hands, showing a very happy expression, "when the family was in decline, the family economy was very tight, so I had to sell you. My heart is also very reluctant to give up, these years often think of you "Now it's not the same. I'm lucky to be worshipped as guest Qing by Duke Xiang of Song Dynasty." Chu Yizhi unfolds the sleeves of his robe to show his wealth. "Chu Feng, who is your master now? You come with me, I'll go to him and buy you He stretched out his hand to pull Cheng Feng. On the way, the back of his hand was patted by a small white hand. A girl who was less than ten years old, holding a cloth tiger in one hand and a Feng in the other, said angrily to him, "his name is Cheng Feng, not Chu Feng. He is our general. Who are you? In our bianzhou City, how dare you be rude to the general of Jin? I don't know "What general." Chuyezhi sneered, "don't coax me, little doll. I'm an envoy of the state of song. Tomorrow I'm going to see you, the Marquis of Jin and Yue. If you point out the slave as a general, you won't be afraid that your Lord will cut your head?" Cheng Feng pulls Xiaoqiu's hand and turns around. "Chu Feng! How can you treat your old master with this attitude Chu Yezhi reaches out his hand to stop them. "Have you forgotten what I did to you?" He looked up and down at Cheng Feng with a frivolous smile: "you were too young to remember that year. At that time, we were so close. If we were not really short of money and could not afford to offend those families, how could I be willing to give you away, who I finally brought up for nothing? " Chu Yizhi leaned over and added in a low voice, "I haven't touched you myself." Cheng Feng felt goose bumps all over his body. He could hardly control the slight trembling of his body. Such a person, I once worshipped him as a God, even after he pushed me to hell, I continued to beautify his memory of that good, to find a compelling excuse for his behavior. He felt as cold as ice. "Feng, what's the matter with you?" Xiao Qiu looks at the bloodless Cheng Feng anxiously and pulls his hand. "Go," Cheng Feng said, biting her teeth. "Let's go." "Don't go!" Chu Ye's face is cold, and he waves for several followers to surround Cheng Feng and Xiao Qiu. A hand stretched out from the shadow of the shop door and put on Cheng Feng's shoulder.The hand was warm and powerful. It's moqiao. Without saying a word, he stood firmly behind Cheng Feng. His eyes were cold and he looked coldly at these strange people in Song Dynasty's clothes. Cheng Feng's heart, which was immersed in cold ice, was pulled out by this hot hand. He felt that his floating feet gradually became firm. He pushed Xiaoqiu behind him, holding the hilt of the sword, pulled out a sword, and confronted the man he hated with red eyes. "Captain mo." "What is the captain doing here?" "Fight? Count me Yang Sheng. " Several soldiers from the state of Jin who were wandering in the street surrounded us. Ye's face rolls up in front of him, and he wakes up with a ferocious scar. "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. I am an envoy of the state of song. You must not be rude. " Chu ye saw that they were numerous and powerful, and there was a middle-level general present. He was afraid to be provoked. So he set up his identity, called his entourage and left in a hurry. Mo Qiaosheng and Yang Sheng said hello, he took Cheng Feng's shoulder and said, "go, go back." Cheng Feng turned to look at him. Mo Qiao Sheng understands Cheng Feng's mood at the moment. He added to his strength: "don't worry. don't worry. It's going to be fine. "
