Everyone thought that the fire was either the general's carelessness when he went to bed, or the remnants of the lame horse, each had their own theories, and in the end no one knew what the truth was.
Ah Cheng asked Zhusheng, but Zhusheng just shook his head and said, "I was careless." ” Ah Cheng went to ask Seven Knives again.
Seven knives refused to confide a word.
Ah Cheng knew that there was something strange about this, but the two parties refused to say it, and he was helpless.
I could only talk to Fan Shen in detail after returning to Fucheng.
Fan Shen was surprised when he heard that there was such an accident.
He asked carefully, how dare Ah Cheng hide it from his teacher and father-in-law, and he knew everything, including all kinds of abnormalities when those two people came out.
Fan Shen unexpectedly remembered that when Zhusheng returned to the city, he dismounted at the gate of the city guard's mansion.
Qidao stood under the horse and stretched out his hand, and Zhusheng actually helped him.
Fan Shen has always been keen, and he felt strange in his heart at that time.
At this time, when I heard that the two of them were all kinds of abnormalities, they only muttered silently and did not say anything.
Ling Niang has come to Fucheng, although Ah Cheng and her have not been married, but they are in love, it is Xiao Biesheng's newlywed.
After the two were happy and satisfied, he hugged Ling Niang and bit her ear, and told her all about the fire.
And he said, "I see that those two are wrong."
Qidao always looked at Zhusheng and smiled.
Scared to death, this kid hasn't laughed much since he started learning martial arts from Zhusheng, and he doesn't like to talk anymore.
Suddenly, I panicked. ” Ling Niang was surprised at first, and then groaned.
That expression is exactly the same as that of Ah Cheng and his father-in-law.
Ah Cheng felt panicked again for no reason, and hurriedly asked, "What are you thinking?"
Ling Niang said: "Time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, the seven knives are all adults." ” Ah Cheng felt that this voice was wrong.
Ling Niang continued: "Zhusheng is the same year as me, only a few months younger than me, and she is born in the summer.
There are fifteen of seven knives, and it's almost sixteen.
At this age, you can already get married.
The two of them are less than four years old, but it's okay. ” Ah Cheng was dumbfounded: "No, it won't" Ling Niang said: "Why can't Zhusheng be nineteen, almost twenty."
"Nineteen years old and unmarried, she is really an old girl.
Ah Cheng was dizzy: "It's a seniority" Ling Niang was speechless: "Where did you come from", isn't that one always called "sister" and "sister".
The seniority is in Ah Cheng's heart, it is obvious that Zhusheng is several years younger than him, but she treats Ah Cheng like a nephew, and she has a relationship with Ah Cheng's old man Fan Shen, and she is the person that Ah Cheng is now following and loyal.
In Ah Cheng's heart, inexplicably looking at Zhusheng has a feeling of looking at the elders As for Qidao, when he first got with them, he was still a half-tall child.
Don't look at the tall man born now, Ah Cheng has always regarded him as a younger brother in his heart.
Ah Cheng digested for a long time before he asked awkwardly: "Can Zhusheng really look at the Seven Blades?"
Ling Niang said: "It's not to marry him, be a lover, it's okay." ” Ah Cheng almost bit his tongue and said, "How do you know that Zhusheng is not going to marry?"
Ling Niang asked faintly: "Can you imagine what Zhusheng looks like when she gets married?"
Ah Cheng tried to think about it, and retreated: "No." ” Ling Niang sighed: "I can't either." ” Fan Shen can't either.
In fact, Fan Shen attaches more importance to this matter than anyone else.
Yu Lingniang and Ah Cheng, but chatting on the pillow.
Yu Fan Shen, it's a big deal.
He pinned his life ambition on Zhusheng, and Zhusheng's words and deeds, every move, were not trivial matters to him.
If the person he assists in his allegiance is a man, it is his duty to plan a marriage for the lord and marry a wife with a family background, background, and help.
Bizhusheng is a woman.
This is complicated.
He got along with Zhusheng, and he didn't go around in circles, and asked her directly: "Xiao Qi is the beginning of young people's love, I see that there seems to be a promise between the two of you, you have to accept him."
Zhusheng didn't expect Fan Shen to ask her about her private affairs.
But she regarded Fan Shen as a confidant and a friend, and she didn't think it was wrong, and said bluntly: "He is still young." ” Fan Shen said: "Fifteen."
Do you still remember the first time we had a wedding wine after we took Pengcheng?"
Takebu smiled: "Of course."
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Xiao Wu and Erya. ” Fan Shen said: "Xiao Wu was fifteen at that time, and now he is a father. ” Early marriage and early childbearing here, Zhusheng knew, but he didn't want to accept it.
He said, "I'll talk about it later." ” Fan Shen had to settle this matter with Zhusheng in advance.
The two of them chatted over wine at dusk, and originally sat at the table, very casually.
At this time, Fan Shen put down the wine cup, raised his sleeves to avoid the seat, and faced Zhusheng face to face.
As soon as he put on this posture, Zhusheng's scalp went numb.
The literati here have big rules. is Fan Shen, a person who often acts chicly and has a pragmatic style, and from time to time he has to give her a few times with a strong sense of ritual such as admonitions.
And as soon as he swayed this posture, Zhusheng, as the lord, must have a corresponding response to show respect.
After drinking and chatting and relaxing, he wanted to give her this set of bamboo belly, so he could only put down the wine cup, put his legs together, sit on his knees, and wait for Fan Daru to open his mouth.
Fortunately, Fan Shen's speech will not be deep and mysterious, he will talk about things first, and he is very down-to-earth.
"The love of men and women, the harmony of yin and yang, is the right way of heaven and earth."
As soon as Fan Daru opened his mouth, he pulled the world, especially tall.
In the next sentence, he turned sharply: "Whoever you like, just keep it in the account." ” Zhusheng is a little dumbfounded.
Although I know that Fan Bochang is not the kind of corrupt Confucian who requires women to be consistent, it seems to be a little too avant-garde in terms of traditional ethics and moral customs.
"It's just" Fan Shen finally cut to the chase, this is the point he wants to say, "Jun, don't have a husband." ” Zhusheng's gaze condensed slightly, shooting towards Fan Shen like electricity.
"There are three outlines and five constants in the world."
Fan Shen said, "The three outlines, the king is the minister, the father is the son, and the husband is the wife." ” "Most people in the world regard women as their husbands when they marry, and they should regard their husbands as heaven.
Although I do not agree with it, I cannot deny that most people in the world follow it.
The recognition of public opinion, the mainstream of morality.
We are powerless to fight against it. ” "If you have a husband, the husband is the king's sky, and he is above the king."
"Then how do we deal with ourselves, who is the master, and who obeys whose orders" "I have heard that there is a small country, and the royal blood is thin and has no heirs, so I recruit a son-in-law for the princess.
However, after more than ten years, the country has changed its surname. ” "The king's ambition is to be the man of man and the lord of all.
There shall be no more heaven above the king's head. ” "Therefore, you must not have a husband."
Zhusheng nodded: "What Mr. said, I understand." ” The two reached a consensus, and the atmosphere was relaxed.
Fan Shen also relaxed and teased: "Xiao Qi is still young, I'm afraid he is not very interesting, but I want to regulate him."
Bamboo sideways.
Fan Shen said reservedly: "What I have learned is quite miscellaneous.
Atrial surgery is also a science. ” Zhusheng held his forehead: "No need."
I'll do it myself. ” Fan Shen looked at Zhusheng.
When he first met, he saw it.
Zhusheng was still young at the time, but his eyebrows were scattered, and he was not a virgin.
Recalling Zhusheng's disgust and ruthlessness towards the Wuling Mountain bandits, Fan deeply covered his emotions in his heart and smiled to divert the topic.
Zhusheng drank a little wine and took a hot bath before returning to the bedroom, and Qidao came in.
He took off his armor and wore only a homely dark blue robe, with a black belt that stretched his waist to a thin and narrow waist, outlining the inverted triangle figure.
This young man was born with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose, and two years longer, he is indeed a good candidate for a lover.
It's just not right now.
Qidao saw Zhusheng sitting on the edge of the couch wiping his hair, revealing a snow-white calf under his deep clothes, slender ankles, and beautiful jade feet, his eyes lit up.
He walked over, took the large cloth towel from her hand, and wiped her hair.
Takesheng closed his eyes and let him go.
"Bao Xiu came over in person, and he brought about a dozen people."
Seven Blades said, "We suddenly killed the lame horse, and he was scared." ” Zhusheng said: "I know, see him tomorrow." ” "He said he had 3,000 now."
"Who Can Fight" "I reckon, it's certainly less than a thousand.
He is a very soft-hearted person, and he has a mess there, and there are many old and weak women and children, all of whom are burdens. ” Zhusheng tilted his head slightly: "You know that women and children are not a burden to us." ” Qidao immediately admitted his mistake: "Yes, I said it wrong." ” But he asked, "What about the old man?"
and he thought that the old man should be a burden.
"I heard that about 20 years ago, there was a catastrophe."
Qidao said: "Yes, before I was born."
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I heard that the earth was shaking, and that there were torrential rains, hailstorms, and floods, and that many people had died, and many countries had died.
Up to now, the population is nowhere near what it was before the disaster. ” Zhusheng said: "Natural disasters, wars, do you know how many skills, how many knowledge and books will be lost, many things, just rely on these elderly people to pass on." ” Seven knives don't understand: "Are those important?"
Zhusheng affirmed: "Important. ” Zhusheng said that it is important, then it is important.
Anyway, he listens to whatever she says.
He said as he picked up something else and helped her dry her hair.
When it was almost wiped off, he took the comb grate and helped her comb through.
Takesheng's hair is black and smooth, and it is slightly cool in his hands, and when the ends of his hair slide between his fingers, it makes people a little itchy.
Takesheng closed his eyes and enjoyed the tenderness of the boy.
I can't help but think of a grassland, where the breeze blows the silver thread grass and waves layer by layer.
On the shore of the jade-colored lake, she immersed her feet in the lake water, and there was a young man behind her, who also gave her hair like this.
The young man was also gentle as water, but he was a good lover.
The young man behind him was tempted by the bursts of body fragrance on her body, and it was difficult to restrain him, so he dropped the grate and hugged her, kissing the smooth back of her neck and earlobes.
"Sister, sister," he whispered to her.
Seek pleasure.
"Nope."
Zhusheng rejected him mercilessly.
"I've said it, I'm waiting for you to be eighteen."
"Why do you want eighteen" Seven knives are still puzzled.
"In my hometown, both men and women, eighteen are adults."
Zhusheng finally solved his puzzles.
I see, the seven knives were buried in her neck, and she complained: "Everyone who is as old as me has married a daughter-in-law, and some of them are going to be fathers."
Zhusheng looked sideways at him: "If you can't wait, you can also marry a daughter-in-law." ” Qidao took the opportunity to peck her lips and gasped: "Don't marry."
I'll just wait for you.
I—I'm just uncomfortable."
He hugged Zhusheng tighter and tighter, and rubbed it boldly.
Through the thin deep clothes, you can feel the hardness.
Zhusheng was a little annoyed, pushed him away, and kicked him with his foot: "If it's uncomfortable, hold it back."
If you can't hold back, you will go to find someone else, but if you find someone else, don't come to me again. ” Qidao fell on the couch, took the opportunity to catch Zhusheng's snow-white jade feet, kissed it quickly, and took another bite.
His eyes were full of joy.
She's throwing a tantrum.
She's kicking people with her feet.
Who has seen her like this, but he is the only one He had known her for six years, and at this moment he felt like a living person.
From a statue of a god to look up to, it has become alive.
The one who was grabbed by his ankle and exposed his snow-white calves was not the leader of the Blue Blade Army, not the Jade General, not the Zhujun.
She is Takesheng, a woman.
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