Riling Up The Jianghu

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Who is that?

Who can't guess or figure out?

Living in a different garden, and then looking at the clothes, he is an extraordinary disciple, and it is estimated that he is one of the palace masters. He was meticulous, and Diao Yuliang was still young. Could it be Rong Luoyun?

Awkward, not far away, a group of disciples came on duty, Huo Linfeng heard the sound and turned to Houshan to leave. Lengsang Mountain was so lonely and cold that he stumbled with a little inattention, but he continued to remember the situation again.

The entertainer said that the sister is a concubine and the younger brother is a Kou.

Rong Luoyun's sister-in-law is Zhao Kuilou's Hua Kui, which shows that she looks beautiful and fragrant in nature. Then, from this, Rong Yunyun's attitude must not be casual.

At the foot of the mountain, it was time for the inn to go north, but Huo Linfeng had settled and headed for the long river to the west.

Near the ugly river, Chaomulou was brighter than daylight, and the gate was open, and the guests were like a tide and a boat. Coincidentally, the song and dance day said by the store is tonight, and there is endless singing, and the dancer puts on a waist for half a night.

Waves of turbulent crowds, the weak crown of the year to the old man, all fluttered blowing a wide-sleeved fragrance. Ying Yingyan called, the horns were sour, but the fourth floor alone was a bit lonely.

This is the upper room, with flower windows, bamboo curtains, and a white figure rushing into the room. He landed quietly, and took the futon, familiarly, and walked to the side of the bed to light a tricolor light.

Only one, dark, far from the outside lights. The man didn't click, and opened the cabinet, picked a piece of barberry incense, and lit it into a small copper furnace. After finishing his work, he moved to the bed and sat down gently.

The outside sounded confusing, he was quiet, like he came to the wrong place. For a while, Lotus stepped forward, pushing the door with her arms, revealing Zhang Guoguo's face: "falling clouds, when did you arrive?"

The woman in question was Zhao Kuilou, Rong Duanyu, and the seat of the extraordinary palace was Rong Luoyun, the master of the second palace.

"Just lit the lamp," Rong Luoyun owed, "Here you come so fast, have you been staring?"

Rong Duanyu laughed, why did the smelly man underneath matter to his brother? She was gone, and Nana's, like Jiutian Xuannv, had fallen off, and after a while brought some food.

Sisters and brothers sat around the table. A bowl of apricot butter and a plate of cow's milk crisp were all Rong Luoyun's favorite. He ate himself, his delicate ear cartilage moved slightly, monitoring the movement in the building. People get mixed up on this day of the month, and he comes to stare in peace.

He ran out of apricot milk, and pouted. Rong Duanyu suspected: "It's not an unmanned lingling man. Pa Zi has embroidered a little better, but don't you wipe it?

Rong Luoyun took a piece out of his sleeve and touched his lips with perfunctory reluctance. Rong Duanyu laughed, and his fingers turned out a creed.

Rong Luoyun took over, and the officials dispatched by the court arrived, and began to look at: "Huo Linfeng?" He was quite surprised. He was dignified as the son of the North Hou, and rumored to be fighting again, and actually sent to Xiganling.

"How about this person?" Rong Duanyu asked.

Rong Luoyun shook his head, never met, I do not know, but the figures defending the border must have an iron fist. After giving up the iron soldiers of Saibei, he came here to bring a group of wine bags and rice bags. He guessed that General Huo's heart would be uncomfortable.

Rong Duanyu asked again, "Should you explore the details?"

Rong Luoyun said, "No need, wait for him to take office, and the exact news of Changan will be sent when the time comes." Qianglong can't beat the ground snake, even if Huo Linfeng is terrible, it is difficult to sing.

He was tired, burned the note, rinsed his mouth and took off the crown, and scattered three thousand blue silks into the bed. Rong Duanyu put a silk quilt on him and touched his cheek again: "Sleep, let's live all night, I'll call you again if there is something."

Rong Luoyun closed his eyes indissolublely, apparently a notorious madman, but curled up sideways into a pediatric state.

The door was closed, and Rong Duan Yulian stepped lightly, and met a Qingqin with a harp on the porch. Qing Yan sang a dumb throat, but Jin Yu was flying all over her head, and she had to quickly set aside her appreciation.

Rong Duanyu glanced down, and the men of Wuyan, holding their sisters on the stage with piles of gold and jade, were lively. How many men begged her to show up, she turned a deaf ear and turned to the back kitchen to cook Rong Luoyun's soup.

Extravagant in the building, gorgeous outside the building.

Heads were moving along the river, and a dark shadow slid into the painting. It was Huo Linfeng in night clothes.

Yunyu was dying, and General Huo blushed. "I'm sorry," he said silently, and then tore off a robe, put it ashore, and strode into Chaomu Tower.

For a moment, Huo Linfeng was fascinated, with a charming look, his eyes fluttered, nephrite came close, and in just a few steps, he was covered with body powder. He was seated and looked around, and the porch was full of people, drunk and throwing flowers, twisting the fan, and everywhere.

I did not go to Xiaochuntai in Saibei, but entered the Chaomu Tower in Xiganling. If my father and elder brother were to know, I am afraid that both the staff and the bones would be discounted.

Suddenly a cry came out, "What a good brother, how can you keep silent?"

Huo Linfeng's flesh tightened, and Langdang put her shoulders on her shoulders, slightly stiff. There are different categories in this blue building. The one in front of this is a prostitute. He said blankly: "I heard that the beauty of Chaomu Tower is worth living and dying. See you today, but that's all."

The little prostitute discolored, twisted the willow and walked away. Huo Linfeng was stunned, and only Qing Yi, an artist, hugged his pipa, and he was somewhat ashamed at him.

He said, "A girl-like look in the kitchen for cooking sour soup. What kind of lute?"

Upon hearing this, Qingyan shed tears of tears, and immediately rushed around with some pity. Huo Linfeng's eyes were cold and untied, and the brocade bag was untied. There were forty ingots of one hundred and twenty grains in it, a total of four thousand.

He whispered softly: "I'm too dirty in the building, four thousand two, find a good look and sing a song, do you have one?"

These words are degrading and provocative, but they are also very tempting. The stewardess in charge came and offered a flattery: "My son is not upset. If Chaomulou doesn't have Peugeot, how can there be beauty in Jiangnan?"

Huo Linfeng heard the argument side by side, and it seems that this "Po Luo" is a famous person. After a while, Bao Luo walked to the table, fanning her face, revealing a pair of beautiful apricots, shaking lightly, and shaking the house full of enthusiasts.

Huo Linfeng glanced at: "Good for this pair of apricot eyes, but unfortunately, I would rather take a bite of fresh peaches than chew a basket of apricots."

Baoluo froze and almost fell off the fan. When the sister-in-law saw the situation, she attracted others, all of whom were hard to see. Huo Linfeng, but his lips and swords were like swords, making Yingying Yanyan faint.

"Oh, my son!" My sister-in-law sweated. "My son, what do you like? Chu Chu or breasts, jade girl or charming girl, what do you tell me in detail!"

Huo Linfeng first entered the wind moon field, posing as a ruthless guest. After hearing the words for a long time, he faintly felt hot behind his ears. The sister-in-law experienced the old way, whispered close to him and asked, "Son, do you want little sister-in-law?"

Huo Linfeng was startled, annoyed into anger: "Speak less, don't get a beauty!"

Xunzi considered for a moment. So many people in the room watched, how could Chaomulou lose her credibility. "Go," she pinched her **** and stomped her momentum, "please Hua Kui Duan Yu girl!"

The man from Dinglou exclaimed, all looking at his neck, and he was coveted before he showed up. Huo Linfeng was a little stunned in his heart, waiting, when he was exclaimed in his ears, raised his eyes and looked up, Qian Qian in the promenade was distant, only felt immortal.

The sister-in-law called hurriedly, but Rong Duanyu was steady, looking down against the railing, and at a glance he saw Huo Linfeng, who was surrounded by the crowd.

The two faced each other far away, Huo Linfeng was frightened, but the dusty woman appeared dusty, like a thousand daughters of high-minded families. When Rong Duanyu came out, he could see clearly that his eyebrows really resembled the shadow of Yuebai.

Could it be that the person is really Rong Luoyun?

Rong Duanyu sips the wine: "What song does the son want to hear?"

Huo Linfeng rushed and pushed 4,021: "Hua Kui is good at it."

The sister-in-law was busy gathering baggage, and Rong Duanyu raised her skirt to the stage, borrowing a pipa with a pimple. The sound in the middle of the building can be heard, and she stares at Hua Kui's song with a breath of breath, a plucked string, a slight movement of her lips, and the sound of nature sounds.

On the fourth floor, Rong Luoyun had a dream in the hustle and bustle, but suddenly he woke up.

He got up and opened the veil, and he got out of bed and went to the door barefoot. Recognizing Rong Duanyu's singing voice, he pushed the door into the porch, and when he leaned down, his hair fell and covered half his face.

"Zhege ... Sorrow parents ..." is singing "Zhege".

Others watched the beauty, he listened to it alone, and sang "Nanshan law", his heart was sour.

Huo Linfeng poured another cup, but I wonder why Rong Duanyu sang a song of offering. Drinking on the back of my neck, I suddenly saw the figure on the fourth floor, the moon white robe, but just picked the silver silk crown.

It's him? !!

At this time, when the song was over, there was endless praise around him, and he was dragged by the mule to praise him. "Very good ..." He perfunctoryly looked up, and there was no trace of the man at the railing.

False, real, dreamlike.

He felt stunned and asked, "When is it?"

I don't know who said, "It's almost time."

It was almost dawn, Huo Linfeng turned around and walked out, and everyone was lively behind him. He stepped out of Chaomu Tower, returned his robe, and then slowly returned to the inn.

The six-sided, six-sided Chaomu Tower gradually rubbed his shoulders.

Suddenly a cold wind came, and a plume of gray smoke fell from the sky. Clean, embroidered with a touch of goose yellow spring ginkgo leaves, sniffed, scented with a hint of barley, and a hint of milk.

Gracious Girl?

He didn't know, too lazy to guess, and took it in his arms.

The fourth floor flower window, Rong Luoyun nest on the couch and dreamed again, with arms around the window edge, the wind blowing the wide sleeves.

After waiting a long time, Huo Linfeng replied: "Return to the emperor, Wei Chen will be twenty-three this year."

Chengdi applauded: "I remember that when you were 13 years old, you went to the battlefield with Hou Ye, and you were almost stung by the barbarian. After only four years, you had the first fierce battle and the first time you were in command."

Huo Linfeng was a little hesitant for a while. He was in command at the beginning of the seventeenth year. After victory, he led soldiers to slaughter the city. No matter the old woman and the young woman slain, they killed when they saw the live. The unprotected weeds were born again and the young child was grown up. The city was slaughtered into a wasteland.

The emperor raised his palm and laughed, like an interesting story.

Little did he know that after that war, his dreams for months were all **** red, and he cried. He was a little distracted at the moment: "The Emperor Xie's fallacy. Wei Chen would like peace and prosperity for the people."

Long Yan was pleased, Chengdi said with a satisfactory "um", his eyes patrolling between the two fathers and sons. This victory was overwhelming, and those who were determined to be honest for a few years were even more grinning when it came to this.

Officials of the Manchu court knelt together and shouted, He Dayong, Emperor He, the usual rules of the court. After his voice was over, one person was on the line and said, "Emperor, General Huo's bravery and bravery are really rare talents."

Ordinary compliments, but it's not unusual for the phrase to arrive in the middle. The speaker was about forty-five or sixty, but the hair under the crown was more than half gray, with a light eyebrow, a danfeng eye, and a deep pattern on the eyes. I wanted to worry about it.

Huo Linfeng inquired, but he came to Chang'an for the first time and didn't recognize any death. Then identify the person's court clothes, large-sleeved purple robes, embroidered white cranes, inlaid with jade beads, and the position of the head row.

He was right, this man was his prime minister, Chen Ruoyin, with the word "sound", Chen Sheng.

Chen Ruoyin praised, and Huo Zhao said, "Da Yong is full of talents, and the prime minister really lifts up my son."

"Hou Ye is too modest." Chen Ruoyin smiled politely and embarrassed Chengdi. "The emperor, Bian Guan Taiping, there is nothing to worry about. General Huo has contributed in this battle. There are many things and I want to ask for a long-term favor for General Huo reward."

Huo Linfeng's heart jumped, and he knew before he came, that it was more than a simple reward. Right now, there is a wish, and I hope that the heart of his villain is wrong.

Ruisui spit smoke, An Ning, and the dark rush of Zhonghe Chaotang, Chengdi paused for a while: "The prime minister said to listen."

Chen Ruoyin said: "Emperor Qi Kai, the talent of General Huo will not lose his brother and the sea, and there is always no need to have two town generals in the border. Therefore, according to Yichen, you may wish to leave General Huo in the border and display the grand plan. . "

Inside the hall, it was extremely quiet. The achievements of Dingbei's protection of the country and the pillars of the imperial court had to surrender a child to pass the test. The Prime Minister's remarks are by no means whim, and behind them are divine will.

Huo Linfeng was suddenly tired, and the morning and dawn battle was fierce, but at the moment he was extremely tired. He said, "The emperor, the minister may be embarrassed."

Chengdi waved his hand: "Is the Lord Hou's son mortal? Don't be arrogant. Besides, you are only twenty-three years old, and you will be bored in Sibei all your life.

These understatement two sentences, for this trip to see the sun, Huo Linfeng thousands of words stuck in the throat, such as choking in the throat. He bent his knees and knelt down: "Wei Chen, but as the emperor ordered, never die." Flashed and saw Huo Zhao's clenched fist.

When the hour came, he retreated, and Chengdi lifted his eyes with the arm of the housekeeper, exuding riches and exquisite dignity. I just said I would stay, but I have n’t decided where to go. Tonight, I ’ll set up a banquet for Dingbei Hou ’s father and son to discuss the situation.

The courtier knelt down and dispersed. Huo Linfeng followed Huo Zhao away from the temple, and called Chen Ruoyin in three or two steps.

"Houye strides meteor so that he can chase down." Chen Ruoyin stroked his beard, smiled with his eyes closed, and missed a little bit. A few cups. "

Huo Zhaozhang set out: "Naturally, the prime minister can speak well, and he should run his throat well."

Chen Ruoyin wasn't upset, got closer, and Baihe purple robe touched Kirin's aunt. "Hou Yexiu is going to blame me," he whispered, almost clinging to Huo Zhao's ear. "But using my mouth to tell the emperor's heart, if Hou Ye is annoying me, I am so wronged."

These two human rights are equal, and only he can offend him, and that's naturally up to him.

Chen Ruoyin laughed gleefully, and laughed at Beihou, or smiled. He glanced at Huo Linfeng again and said, "Hyun nephew, listen to me and persuade me: if you come, you will be safe."

At the feet of the emperor, there is no way to be indifferent, a little restless. Regardless of your hobby or relatives, you scratched the skin and broke the bones, and tasted everything.

Chen Ruoyin walked away, the purple robe shivered, and the white crane fluttered his wings. Huo Linfeng looked at the arrogant figure in front of his father. This was the first one.

Without further consideration, the waiter came to summon his father and son to rest in the palace garden.

It's night, Qu Yantai, three hundred red candles, the night is full of lights. The musician harps the strings and leaps out a piece of happy music, a small square, silk pu Luo, and warm wine with Shan Zhen. Yu Shi knelt and poured wine, Huo Linfeng drank the cup, and glanced down at the other person.