Chapter 187: abacus

Chen Rong can only bow his head.
At this time, Wang Hong came forward. He slenderened his white fingers and gently pressed it on Chen Rong’s lips and stared at her. He said softly: "Arong does not want to say clearly, silence is, excuses do not have to find It is."
Chen Rong’s lips moved. She wanted to say that she didn’t make an excuse. She wanted to say that she really had such a dream, but she could swallow it.
Wang Hong took back the gaze that was staring at her and slowly sat down. He looked up at the head and looked at the clouds outside. He whispered: "Life is like Zhuang Zhou often dreams of butterflies, drinking horses and rivers..." He came here. The sound suddenly became dumb, and I looked at the clouds in my eyes and gradually became wet.
Chen Rong looked at him and he recovered his gaze.
The carriage slowly passed through the silence.
On this road, Wang Hong’s orders were issued one after another. Every few days, there were escorts belonging to him.
In this way, the team has increased and decreased, reduced and increased, and time has passed day by day.
In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.
In the past few days, Chen Rong has been a bit embarrassed. When a person is sitting in a carriage, he will talk to himself and he will not know what to say.
On this day, Wang Hong looked far away and Chen Rong walked under a banyan tree. The red clothes floated in the wind, and the thin waist was more and more unsatisfactory.
Wrinkled, he walked towards her.
When I was close, I saw Chen Rong bowing his head, and the toes were circled on the mud. He held his hand close and gently asked, "What's the matter?"
Wang Hong’s voice obviously awakened Chen Rong. She hurried back. Seeing him, she barely smiled.
This smile is a bit embarrassing.
Wang Hong quietly stared at her and asked slowly: "Qing Qing, why not?"
The sound is gentle and firm.
Chen Rong’s lips moved. She turned her head and let the wind blow the ink.
I,
he whispered, she murmured:
I...nothing

"Nothing?" Wang Hong frowned, staring at her suspiciously up and down.
Just then, a rush of horseshoes came.
I saw the official road in front, the yellow sand was long, and the figure of a dozen knights was looming in the yellow dust.
When Wang Hongjing looked away, a great man walked up. He walked over to Wang Hong and looked at the knights who were rushing to him. He whispered, "It must be the news of Jiankang."
Wang Hong did not speak.
In a blink of an eye, the dozens of knights had rolled up the yellow dust and rushed to Wang Hong. Seeing them from afar, they rolled over and fell to the ground and shouted: "Lang Jun"
The first person took a breath and hurriedly shouted: "Lang Jun, Jiawu, Wang Jue Lang Jun married the daughter of Xie, Wang Yanlang Jun married the nine princesses."
After a pause, the man looked up at Wang Hong, and the face of the dust servant was full of sorrow. "Now, there are rumors in Jiankang City... Xie Shangshu said that Wang Jiaqi Lang is full of affection, and he only has the scorpion in his heart. He The daughter of the family, I dare not match." Biting his teeth, the man looked at Wang Hong’s face and said carefully: "After the people in the family have been deliberated, they will be invited by Xie Shangshu. The daughter of his family. Wang Yan married the princess."
Whether it is Xie's daughter or Nine Princess, she is always a girl who admires Wang Hong, especially the niece of Xie Shangshu, but the family is given to Wang Hong's wife. Before he came to Nanyang, this marriage is being cautious. In the discussion.
In the world, the greatest humiliation of a man is the hatred of wives. Although the Xie's girl is not Wang Hong's wife, it is obvious that the family has been negotiating. In this blink of an eye, she is worthy of others. It is naked.
Therefore, when the voice of the knight fell, everyone would bow their heads at the same time and motionless.
Wang Hong does not move.
He smiled and listened softly. When the Cavaliers finished speaking, he gently asked, "What else?"
Another knight came forward. He slammed on one knee and screamed: "The patriarch ordered that he said that Lang Jun was still young and still needs to be honed. The black wolf guard under the name of Lang Jun temporarily received In the Hui nationality, there is also the shadow of the previous jurisdiction of Lang Jun, which is given to Wang Jue Lang Jun. It is also said that the 100,000 mu farmland under the name of Lang Jun, a thousand shops, 90% of which are in the calendar year. I also need to recover it."
The more you talk about the back, the lower the voice of the knight. After a few words, he was sweating.
Chen Rong is on the side of Wang Hong.
Since the first knight’s obituary, she has a bad face. Now, when she hears it, she is white as snow. Over the side, she looked at Wang Hong with a sly look.
Like Chen Rong, the curtains and guards of Wang Hong’s side are already changing face, and they are also looking at Wang Hong.
However, their Lang Jun, at this moment, still carrying his hands, gentle and laughing. That smiley gentleman, the unspeakable Junyi and detachment, is the pair of scorpions, but also quiet and high, no waves, as if the two knights reported in front of them, just missing a small thing like a carriage.
The aide next to him stepped forward and arched his hand. His face turned blue and said: "Lang Jun, how can this be good?"
He hurriedly looked at Wang Hong and cried: "The patriarch’s move clearly shows that Lang Jun is a normal child. How can this be good?"
In the eyes of everyone nervous and nervous, Wang Hong’s mouth twitched gently, and a smile came out.
He turned to look at Chen Rong.
On the face of Chen Rongxue's white face, the black scorpion, he reached out and slowly held her hand.
Holding her hand like this, Wang Hong turned and walked back to the carriage.
It wasn't until he took a few steps that everyone reacted: Lang Jun actually said nothing.
The curtain rushed forward and walked behind him and asked uneasily: "Lang Jun, Lang Jun, Lang Jun"
He was very anxious, and he slowly looked back at Wang Hong, with a smile on his eyes. He was stiff and stiff, and he called out for a while: "Why is Lang Jun not annoying?"
"Annoyed?" Wang Hong's voice is as light as a breeze. He smiled leisurely: "Why should I be annoyed?"
When the words came out, the scene was stunned.
At this time, a knight came forward and he arched his hand toward Wang Hong. He said: "Lang Jun, the people sent by the tribes are already on the road. They," he bit his teeth and said loudly: "They came to receive Black Wolf
As soon as the sound fell, the thousands of guards accompanying him slammed on one knee at the same time, and cried, "How do you want to be, and ask Lang Jun to show it?"
These were followed by his birth and death, helping him defeat Murong’s guard, which is part of the most elite black wolf guard in the Wang family.
At this moment, these loyalty scorned him, and the guards who lived with him and died together, brushed and squatted there, looking at him.
In silence, Wang Hong slowly turned back.
His gentle, quiet eyes swept across the crowd slowly.
The wind picked up his robes and wide sleeves, picking up the ink hair that he was hanging behind. This long-haired juvenile boy, at this moment, just like a real shot.
He looked at them, and the voice said, clear and gentle, said: "Why panic?"
Just four words, but there is a quiet force. For a time, the whispers in the rides, the snoring at the same time.
Wang Hong’s mouth is rising. "Everyone has worked hard for many years. Everyone has outstanding skills... Of course, it’s hard for me to be Wang Hong and you. It’s like hard work and hard work, just to build a city. Are the fighting dogs in the nobles?
He has few words, and he speaks very warmly. This sentence is unwelcome, and the escorts brush their faces and face the anger.
Wang Hong’s sleeves swayed toward the north, and the sound of the clean and flowing voice was stunned with ease.
When he can ride the horse, he can meet with the monarchs again.

The sound was fascinating, and the guards stood up straight at the same time, shouting loudly and shouting: "I can’t forget"
The roar of more than a thousand people broke through the clouds and spread far.
Faced with these guards, Wang Hong smiled. He looked at the guard who was at the forefront. He said: "Fang Wen, take care of your brethren."
This is awkward.
The guard Fang Wen loudly said: "Yes."
When the sound fell and looked up again, Wang Hong had taken Chen Rong’s hand to go far.
Fang Wen looked at Wang Hong's back and bit his teeth. He couldn't help but yell: "Lang Jun will not resist? With the wisdom of Lang Jun, who can compete in the world? Why does Lang Jun not compete for high position, why not lead? Waiting for me to ride the world, leaving a name for the future?"
His screams are very loud and loud, and the words that are spoken make the mountains echo and circulate.
More than a thousand people did not blink in the blink of an eye. Wang Hong did not look back. He never looked back.
He took Chen Rong’s hand like this and got on the carriage.
After a while, the carriage started to start.
Perhaps because of disappointment, perhaps because of the desolate, the guards are far apart.
Walking, Wang Hong gently called: "Come on."
As soon as he approached, his low-pitched, dull voice snorted, "Lang Jun."
Wang Hong whispered: "Investigate that in the black wolf riding, Fang Wen is close to everyone. I want to know the list of everyone who is close to him."
"Yes."
Wang Hong looked for a moment and then told him: "The secret order, pay attention to all the actions of Wang Jian. Remember, I want to know everything he did when I was in Moyang City last year."
"Yes"
"When will the person receiving the black wolf guard arrive? Is Wang estimated to be absent?"
"I can meet Lang Jun at noon tomorrow. Wang Yilang is not there."
Wang Hong sighed for a while and whispered: "Know it. You can pay attention to all the issues in this meeting of the tribe?"
"some."
The man should have a voice, saying: "It needs to be sent to Lang Jun in the afternoon."
Wang Hong nodded and said, "Know it, let me go."
"Yes."
When the man retired, Wang Hong turned to look at Chen Rong.
What he was up to was her resting on his lap and looking calm.
Stretching her hand on her hair, Wang Hong asked, "What do you think?"
For a while, Chen Rong’s voice came from his palm. "I want to think that Arong has let Lang Jun take so many troubles, that is, after he has not, it is worth it."
When her voice fell, Wang Hong smiled and said: "Just with Arong, Arong wants me to give you a sword from your back, saying that it is worth it. That time I got sick, and you lake. By the way, you also said that with that day, it’s worth it...you, this woman, thinks more and more."
He did not wait for Chen Rong to refute, and the first one raised the order: "Go faster."
"Yes."