Chapter 305: .Vicious stepmother ex-girlfriend (10)

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After a few days, the wind and snow gradually stopped.
There was a team of charities along the way, dressed in brown monk clothes, warm and peaceful all around, the turbulent crowd quietly quieted down.
After Daqing overthrew the Xiao dynasty, he quickly became the leader of the ruling ears, and many small countries depended on it for their survival. One of the reasons for this is that Yan Guogong, as the Dinghai God Needle, decides the dynasty, controls foreign enemies, and strategizes. His iron-blooded wrists are chilling.
There was once a powerful country, which was proud of its armaments. During the establishment of Daqing, the Daqing messenger who had invited to observe the ceremony was killed, and in the most important heaven-sacrifice activity of the new emperor ascended the throne, the head box was sent to Yan Guogong with bad intentions In hand.
Before the New Emperor thundered, Yan Guogong asked casually, saying that the animal sacrificed to the sky was missing the most important one.
The festival was postponed for a month.
Yan Guogong did the ideological work of the neighboring country, so that the powerful country became a turtle in the urn and boiled it alive. The relatives of the imperial family had no resistance, and were slaughtered by him like pigs and sheep. The seat was full of blood.
Since then, no one has questioned the position of the co-owner of Daqing. Even if there are opinions, they have to hold back in the intestines, fearing that they will become the next lamb to be slaughtered.
The force of Daqing is chilling. On the other hand, their spiritual penetration is also very strong.
The Central White Horse Temple, which is the capital of the country, is the first holy place for Buddhist temples.
It has been worn for thousands of years, dressed in a prosperous Chinese costume, and painted the powder and ashes of the dynasty. It is still incense today, and the believers are all over the vast land of the king. The messengers who came from far away from other places did not first go to see the king, but bowed their heads in front of the White Horse Temple and prayed pilgrimagely.
Not to mention ordinary people, even the princely generals of the moment have a very solemn attitude towards Baima Temple.
In the eyes of fanatical worshippers, the White Horse Temple is extraordinary, relief of sentient beings, and even above a certain period of imperial power.
The white horse temple with its transcendental status is like a rootless green lotus under the seat of Buddha, which rarely interferes with the world. Therefore, a group of neat and orderly white horse monks appeared in the city, especially the youngest and the most important. When the Dade in red robes released Jingcheng, it aroused speculation on the movements of all parties.
The monks disregarded the opinions of the outside world, and concentrated on giving where the refugees gathered, boiled porridge, decoction, and winter reserves. At the same time, they were accompanied by small lectures to teach the fools ’minds and help them. Provide a way of survival with cause and effect, rather than relying on the act of stealing chickens and dogs and hurting others to support yourself.
Under the Bodhisattva sound, the anger aroused by Li Chaoyun's poems gradually subsided.
Those refugees who took advantage of the chaos to do evil everywhere became the object of eloquence, or they were caught by the government and went to jail. Fortunately, they escaped with the scornful eyes and exclusion of others.
In just seven days, the giving of the White Horse Temple was a sensation in the country, from the peddler to the pawns, to the high-end princes. Some people automatically joined the team of giving, and the bigger and bigger they grew, they converged into a torrent of torrents.
For a little money, a porridge stall was set up at the door of the house, and the neighbors helped each other.
The wealthy and powerful, with a big swipe, a steady stream of supplies were sent to the ugly alley.
Under Jing Cheng ’s auspices, this offering did not turn into a charity. He thought about it very carefully and placed the refugees in a small unit. He also divided them according to their personal abilities. He asked the court for help, and a group of professionals were quickly assigned to them. Under their leadership, road construction, iron smelting, well drilling, tailoring of military uniforms, winter water conservancy, etc., all places were doing a great job and overflowing everywhere. With vitality.
This new look has never been seen before, and the historians are very shocked by this. At the time of writing, he exaggerated the mirror to the sky. There was a huge halo on his forehead, this When the light hits the world, the pure land of bliss is everywhere.
So this winter, also known as Buddha descend.
The proportion of Yunjing's population from freezing to starvation fell to the lowest in previous years.
In the Nunnery, Lin Lang embraced the stove and listened to the report.
The tone of the next man was full of awe and admiration for the great virtue. Lin Lang suspected that the kid's mood would be sublimated again, and he would follow his idol and enter the empty gate.
The National Government also invested a lot of human and financial resources into good deeds. Unlike other wives, she did not want to have a good reputation for her husband's high-ranking official career, and naturally did not need to show her head in the snow and snow to give.
On her side, Li Zaoyun is in a bad situation.
Who would have thought that Baima Temple, who advocated birth, would suddenly shoot?
There have been some unfavourable remarks directed at Li Chaoyun, saying that her city is deep and that she has done a lot of things, inciting popular support to exert pressure on the court. After Jing Cheng's appearance, her previous behavior was quickly defined as "demon confusing the crowd" and pushed to the cusp of the situation similar to Li's situation.
Those Hanmen students who followed her shouting and cheering were also stared at by the court, and some were too much trouble. The people above were impatient and directly canceled his reference qualification for the next spring.
When the mallet knocked, they finally woke up, and then there was endless panic.
Li Chaoyun was so upset by their questioning of the future that he simply closed the door and thanked the guests.
The matter was out of her control. Li Zhaoyun was not a person who was waiting to die, and immediately set off to Baima Temple. He was determined to see the great man and give him a good discussion.
It is said that all the beings of Buddha crossing, he became the culprit that caused her misery!
Mirror Cheng really preached and interpreted the scriptures in the side hall, assaulting the cassock, the treasure phase was solemn and awe-inspiring. The Wutuo believers surrounded him, making him more and more elegant, unlike ordinary people.
Li Zhaoyun faintly felt that this person was different. What was different, she couldn't tell.
She didn't talk to Jing Cheng.
Because the great virtue had finished speaking, the believers still refused to leave, and Jing Cheng was not in a hurry. He talked patiently with them, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Li Zhaoyun stood for a full hour, and before he squeezed in front of Jing Cheng, there were several black shoemarks on the embroidered shoes, which made her see a nameless fire.
She lost her patience and left the White Horse Temple, and asked Xiao Xiao to run errands for her, and a letter was sent to the followers of Shiko of Guogongfu.
Among the family sons she had contacted, Yan Zhaolie had the heaviest weight. His eldest son was Yan Guogong, who had more than 10,000 people under one person, and he was the heavy minister who controlled the lifeline of the court.
She desperately needs to clear up misunderstandings from the outside world, and Yan Zhaolie is a good object to reverse the situation for her.
The meeting place is about a clean tea house.
Li Zhaoyun rarely dressed up, picked up the red dress with gold thread and begonia at the bottom of the press box. She knew that men are all visual animals, and sometimes he would be too indifferent to you for too long. She would do the one she wants to do, either without makeup or with makeup, she will be amazing for a few days.
The girls repeatedly praised and said that Miss Two was like a fairy.
Li Zhaoyun smiled gently, was helped to get off the carriage, and walked into the teahouse calmly. The box was set a long time ago, and she withdrew her aunt, screened the folds of her skirt and stepped forward.
Yan Zhaolie's legs are different, and he sits leisurely, and his slender fingers play with a white jade green glaze teacup. The paper window opened a line, and the bright light refracted by the snow was reflected in his narrow and long eyebrows, and the amount of blush was like flames, and the metallographic jade was very beautiful.
She suddenly jumped faster.
Yan Zhaolie lifted his eyelids and looked at the person who came in.
The woman slowly took off her lily and showed him a smile like a spring breeze.
Shi Ziye's gaze swept away from her gorgeous pomegranate skirt, and most of her attention remained on her face.
This similar outline made him think of her easily.
The man was caught by him in the Buddhist temple not long ago.
Yan Zhaolie's eyes showed a trace of strangeness.
What Li Zhaoyun said, Yan Zhaolie did not listen too carefully, he was a little careless.
The girl ’s voice is like a soft ripple of water, which is easy to make people feel good about, and he is always distracted, thinking of the low whimper of the man under the plum tree of Baima Temple, sultry, hoarse, like gorgeous brocade The burst of tears of tears.
Suddenly made him hard.
There seemed to be a fierce beast awakening in the heavy darkness.
The conversation ended abruptly with less than a tea.
Because Shi Ziye accidentally glanced down, a familiar figure was found in the crowd.
The other party obviously saw him too, panic in his dark eyes.
The feet that had originally stepped into the teahouse were taken back immediately, and the maidservants got their eyes on the carriage in amazement, and drove back to their homes as if they met some flood beasts in broad daylight.
Yan Zhaolie smiled slightly.
"Zhaolie, you help me, I'm out of good intentions, I didn't expect anything to happen—"
Li Zhaoyun tried to get him to say a few good words in front of Yan Guogong, to quell rumours of being unfriendly to her.
"Okay, I know."
He broke the ground and interrupted her abruptly. The heavy sable cloak was hung on his shoulder at will, and Shi Shiran stood up. "There is something else in this world, let's go first."
Li Zhaoyun froze at the open door, and a strong cold light poured in, making her tremble.
After returning home, Yan Zhaolie met Shen Guanjia, and the two chatted a few words. He also got the information that Yan Guogong's study room lacked pen, ink, paper and ink, and his wife went out to buy it.
Shi Zi Ye unclearly ticked the corner of his mouth.
In the afternoon, Lin Lang sorted out the four treasures of the study room in the small box and let the little maid hold it. The two went to the study room of Yan Guogong.
Yan Guogong ’s study is a forbidden place for the entire government, because the case contains important political affairs submitted from various places, and it is the secret of the operation of a strong country. No one can enter unless the male host allows it. It was death on the spot.
Lin Lang got this privilege to enter the Guogong's study room arbitrarily a month after her wedding.
The maid was forbidden outside the arch of the study, and Lin Lang put the treasure chest of sandalwood and emerald green into his arms, which was not too heavy, mainly because the Yantai added a little weight.
"Squeak!"
She pushed open the door lightly, bypassing the screen and the heavy curtains, and a long and beautiful figure stood beside the table, so she was like tenderness to summon her husband.
The man turned around slowly, holding a roll of bamboo book in his hand, as if smiling at her.
"Compared to the reluctant petite pant, this husband is so sweet and so sweet that he can soak in honey juice."
Because of the panic, Lin Lang's chest suddenly fell down. She was in a hurry and didn't hold it. She flipped over the skirt with a snap, the Zhenyu small box was unlocked, and the good Yantai Guru rolled out inside.
The dragon-tailed inkstone with a relief of pine and cypress just rolled to the stepson's feet.
The father-in-law's body is stiff, and I don't know whether I should leave wisely, or stay and pick up the inkstone, and be in the same room as this terrible animal that ignores the ethical principles.
The other party bent down and slowly grabbed the Fang Yantai. His hand was as beautiful as a carved jade. The pale blue blood vessels were vaguely visible on the back of the snow-white hand, and the person he saw unconsciously raised a kind Delicate and delicate delicate beauty.
In fact, the bitter master who had really put his hands around him only knew that under the weak and windless appearance, he was even more beast than beast, and Lin Lang's waist was almost not broken by him last time.
"Well, here you are."
He stretched out his hand, and Yantai lay flat in his palm.
There were dozens of steps between the two, and he did not step up further, leaving her a safe space.
Lin Lang watched the jackal suddenly and harmlessly.
"You don't? Don't throw it without me."
Shi Ziye's tone was wrapped in a sense of laziness, and in the cold winter air of Ling, there was a sleepy look that only spring.
Lin Lang hesitated, stepped forward carefully, while sneaking a peep at his face.
Yan Zhaolie pulled a few times impatiently, and she moved faster. When there were only a few steps left, the lady leaned over slightly and raised her hand to get it. My fingertips just touched the smooth surface of the dragon-tailed inkstone, and my wrist was suddenly caught.
A hibernating snake entangled.
"You, what are you doing?"
The lady was frightened and angry, and she tried her best to shake off the stepson's hand.
"What are you doing? Of course something interesting."
Yan Zhaolie's palm squeezed hard. Lin Lang lost his balance and dragged him halfway. The jade bracelet of Hao wrist collided with the flawless jade at his waist, making a sound of Qing Yue.
Lin Lang hadn't spoken yet, and there was a sneer on the top of his head, "Huh, so quickly changed to a jade bracelet?"
This sentence can be said to be naked mocking, because Lin Lang went to Baima Temple to wear a silver bracelet with lotus pattern. His eyes were so poisonous, he spoke sharply, and immediately suppressed the disturbance in his arms.
Satisfied colors appeared in Yan Zhaolie ’s ink pupils. He put his fingers together and lifted up Lin Lang ’s jaw. Her eyes were slowly cruising on her wife. Today she is a narrow-green cloud-sleeve shirt with laurel embroidered waterfowl. The flap is inlaid with light blue yarn pleats, walking like a misty cloud, so beautiful.
"It's a loss, really a loss."
He said, "According to his mother's extraordinary appearance, Zhao Lie's previous business was too bad."
Hearing the stepchildren's light words, Lin Lang showed a humiliated and helpless look, with anger burning in his eyes, and he had to hold on, and said coldly, "What are you thinking about?"
"I don't want anything."
He leaned down, and the tip of his nose almost touched her face. "I think my mother's look is very good today, especially her lips are like pomegranate fire. It's tantalizingly tight. Zhao Lie wants to try something new."
Lin Lang froze for a moment, and immediately scolded him, "You despicable villain, betrayal!"
The other party's look remained the same. "I wonder if the mother notices that when the woman is angry, her face will be a lot of ruddy. It seems that she deliberately put on a layer of gorgeous makeup to confuse people. Is this an invitation?"
Madam was upset by his shameless chest, and there was a light red on the end of her eyes.
She wanted to maintain the majesty of the princess of the country, but unfortunately her trembling body leaked out her fear.
"You are just a beast--"
Yan Zhaolie lowered his eyes to see her lips opening and closing, and inside were thin white waxy teeth, neatly and neatly arranged, and he smelled some kind of fatal breath. So without thinking, he bit two thin, soft lips and plundered the spring water wildly.
"Um, you, you ..."
Lin Lang's hands were squeezed behind him with one hand, and another big palm brushed his hips. Suddenly, he lifted it up, and Lin Lang couldn't prevent it from hitting his chest. The woman was so ashamed that her cheeks were flushed and struggling hard. As a result, her body became unstable and almost fell backwards.
Yan Zhaolie seized her waist and invaded possession.
Lin Lang was kissed up and down, the air in her lungs was taken away by all, and the feeling of suffocation passed to the brain, squeezed into some kind of vague, sudden tearing pain, and her body spasmed slightly. She was struggling with no strength, and was very weak on the robber's chest.
Unconsciously, the opponent's hand slid ghostly towards the back of the neck and reached into the collar.
Untie the apron knot wrapped around the thin neck.
Lin Lang seemed to realize something and panicked to escape, but the other party did not give her the opportunity to escape, pushing her to death.
He wandered on the warm and delicate skin, and Yin Hong wiped the brow under his forehead with a faint light.
The woman's laurel coat peeled off her shoulder.
"Squeak--"
Suddenly, the door of the study was pushed open by a pair of thin cocoons.