Chapter 677: New Year (4) - more than a small money slave?

Along with the coming of the night, one year will pass again. According to the custom, they should be together to keep the age, but in order to cooperate with some people, Yan Ruirui gave an early order. It’s a big name, let the soldiers go to the fire early, and the children will be eager to welcome the arrival of the new year. In essence, everyone who knows a bit of a brain knows that this is simply Yan Fufufu. Set a scam that you should enter.
"The master, the generals who came, the Chinese county Wang Minger will come back early, and will bring you a living gift."
In the hall, the big buns and Yan Shangqing are playing chess. The iron dolls are born on the side of the dragon, and the small dumplings are beside them from time to time to give them a mess. They dream of being the general's little buns and the little tigers. The piles of small stones simulate the battlefield array. Long Zhang’s Chunxiang is responsible for helping them to pour tea. The generals Ling Jingxuan and others are sitting at the table and have a chat with them. The house has burned several pots of charcoal fire to keep warm. Although it is not possible to compare with their own homes in Jingyun Mountain Villa or Yuehua Villa, at least the temperature of the snow began to rise higher than outside.
"A living gift?"
Zhang mouth eats Yan Ruirui and peels off the melon seeds that are sent to his mouth. Ling Jingxuan raises his eyebrows to look at Yan Yi, and the gift is still alive and dead? Wouldn't it be something that shouldn't be there?
"Cough...is the young brother of the old Prince."
Yan Yi is not very natural, coughing twice, seeing the masters frowning, and quickly explained: "The master does not misunderstand, this is not the fault of the second master or the king of Fu County, is the time when Xiaoqing Shizi himself is not paying attention to others. Into the big ship carrying the grain, the soldiers who graze the grain found that it was late, had to carry him to Lingzhou together, Huawang Wang had to force him to go back after arriving in Lingzhou, but he also knows you. After all, Xiaoqing Shizi is a royal family, and it is somewhat similar to the master."
He has been very cautious in wording, but he still received the eye knives of their princes when the voice fell. Yan Yan suddenly stunned his face. What he said was true. Moreover, it was not his cover of Xiaoqing. Off the border.
Ling Jingxuan heard a long-awaited glance at his prince, and he made a sigh of helplessness: "Forget it, wait for him to come and say, what did the generals do?"
Yan Jia’s people say that it’s a thicker than a face, but their identity is still honorable. The average person really can’t help them, and Yan Xiaoqing is the most loved grandson of the old emperor. I think that Xiaohua is also tossing him. The way?
"They asked for the prince, they should have guessed what, worried about the situation of the night city."
They only said to see the prince, he did not ask, but probably can guess their purpose, and now they are waiting in front of them.
"Would you like to meet them?"
Turned to look at his family prince, Ling Jingxuan asked the lips, do not say anything else, the generals are their big cousin, it is not good to dry people.
"Ok……"
Yan Ruirui nodded and tried to stand up. The generals who had recovered a lot of wounds also quickly followed up: "Wang Ye, I will accompany you at the end."
The city is not lost in his hands. He owes everyone an explanation. At the same time, he also wants to regain the vanguard position of the city. From where he fell, he will climb up. After that, he can not fight. This time, the pioneer must It is his army.
"I'll go as well."
Ye Ruyun also said that he was too busy to stand up. Ling Jingpeng did not take a good breath and pulled him: "Don't go, there is a brother and a sergeant. You don't want to go out with the big brother later?"
He is a fiancée, and when it comes to the military-related matters, no matter how big or small, he wants to rush to the front. He is also ignorant. I heard that Rui Ge has already asked Xiaoqi to seal her as a general from Sanpin, and so on. As soon as he arrived, he immediately became a relative with her, and let her be pregnant as soon as possible. When she saved the day when she really started the war, she did not care about the front, not that he looked down on the woman. In fact, he liked her true nature, just Now, Rui Ge, they all came, the military talents, Shaoqi, they all waited for meritorious service, there is no need to let her rush to the front, he is really reluctant, as long as she remembered that some time ago she desperately defended the city, every day It was the picture of the blood coming back, and he couldn’t help but feel distressed.
"Ru Yun, you stay."
Seeing what he still wants to say, Yan Ruirui made a decision and turned around and went out with General Ye. Ling Jingxuan smiled and said: "I don't have to participate in everything, I haven't gone yet?"
Ye Ruyun is all right. The only bad thing is that he is too hot and active. Plus, the city is lost in the hands of their father and daughter. Before they get back to the city, they are afraid to have a trace of it. Relax.
"I know Big Brother."
In fact, she is not really flying away. Just, how do you say it? When I heard that the generals were coming, she subconsciously blurted out. She did not think through the brain, and did not take into account the feeling of Jingpeng. She knew that He has been distressed because she is stubborn, so when they came, she didn't go to the army. She spent most of his time with him, or went to see Sanmao with him.
"Oh, one by one, I have some good talks with some old generals who are over half a hundred years old. Let’s go to watch the show together, before that..."
Ling Jingxuan didn't finish his sight and went to other places. Everyone followed him to see the past. I saw the little squad that was facing them. The squatting squatting around the chess table, everyone was crying and shaking. Ling Jingxuan got up and went to raise his hand and slapped his ass.
"Ah! Oh, what are you doing, people's are fleshy, hurt!"
Suddenly attacked, the small group screamed, screaming funnyly turned around, saw his family squatting, the little guy snarled his ass, and screamed in front of him loud protest, Ling Jingxuan pinched his fleshy face and laughed Road: "The is not guilty, my brothers play chess, who will let you mess up?"
I really didn't have him. I kept shooting outside during the day. I couldn't go out in the dark, and I ran to toss his brothers. It hurts him with a small text. If you change to Xiaowu, you won't beat his little ass. It’s strange.
"There is no trouble, people are playing chess for the second brother and Qingge."
Holding his hand, the small group is plausible, although his busyness is a kind of busy.
"Get it, you are not early, Minger will give you a happy New Year, let Long Auntie take you down to rest?"
His Majesty took his whole clothes, and Ling Jingxuan was indifferently tempted. He didn't want to take a small group to the tower.
"Well, will you give me a lot of lucky money tomorrow?"
The little squad is also a little sleepy. He nodded and couldn’t help but ask him. He didn’t know what the lucky money was. Anyway, he would hold it for him. His little treasury was also helped by Long Auntie. He and his brothers will each add money to his little purse. He has never lost money, but Xiao Leng brother said that the child is the happiest thing to get the lucky money, so he wants a lot of Happiness, let them be happy with him.
"Hey? Our small group actually began to care about the amount of money, and Minger’s brother will give you the biggest red envelope."
With the empty shoulders of Si Kong, who inserted his son's shoulder into their father and son, they laughed. The most important thing they lacked was money. Since the small group wanted it, he didn't mind giving more.
"Okay, oh, the biggest and the biggest!"
I don’t know how to politely, the small group of slaps slap and slap and slap, and Xue Xueyang, who has never liked to bring money on her body, has bent his elbow and hit his house: "Do you have enough money? The first time I can't help you with your son's lucky money."
I knew that he would bring a stack of silver tickets on his body. He was mistaken and wrong. He must remember to bring money when he goes out.
"I can still afford the lucky money."
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"Is this the rhythm of multiple money slaves?"
Zeng Shaoqing hugged Chu Yunhan and raised his eyebrows to look at Ling Jingxuan. Their family’s love of money is enough to be a pothole. Can’t come one more? In that case, in the future, his private money will not be hollowed out by him.
"I don't know if money is not a slave, but since our small group has to open the money for the first time, we can't be jealous?"
Ling Jingpeng said that he was kneeling in front of the small group: "I remember to carry a big backpack in the morning, oh, Xiaoshu gives you a lot of lucky money."
Although in terms of their current status and where they are, most of them may be given a silver ticket, but the degree of favor of a small group, the silver ticket is estimated to be able to fill his small bag.
"Well, thank you, Xiao Shu, Xiao Shu, good night!"
The little group heard the words and smiled even more happily. He leaned over his neck and leaned over to his face and kissed him wetly. Long Zhang saw him in front of him: "Little king, we went to sleep first." Let's say good night to Wang Hao."
"Good night, good night after the father of the father, Chu Shu six uncles, everyone good night!"
Losing his memory, he really gave them a good night, and let Long Zhang take it away. After watching their backs disappear into sight, the smile on Ling Jingxuan’s face faded away:
Little buns, think Ready to change clothes and get ready."
It’s going to be late at night, and the North Barbarian is almost here.
"Yes……"
"Report, Wang Hao, the scouts came to the news, and there is no movement in the city."
The little buns haven't had time to accept it. One of Yan Yi's men ran in and kneel in front of him. Ling Jingxuan's lips and corners are hooked: "Is it right, Wang Ye?"
"Wang Wang, Wang Ye said that I am waiting for you outside the Tuen Mun, and the horses of the Wang Ye and the young masters are all ready."
"Go on."
After retiring the pro-military, Ling Jingxuan nodded with his sons, and a group of small buns turned around and left the hall.
"Qin Muyan!"
"Below!"
Almost at the moment when the name was called, Qin Muyan came to him. Ling Jingxuan screamed and said: "I will immediately gather the Thunder team to go to the tower to assist."
"Yes!"
Qin Muyan got up and walked out. He waited for the Thunder team to wait for the moment. He was rushed to the direction of the city under the leadership of Qin Muyan Li Ruhong. After the small buns changed their special armor, Ling Jingxuan's fascinating narrow and long Danfeng eye shots infiltrated the light.
"Let's go."
Under his leadership, everyone went out together, leaving only Lingyun and others to look after the home. This big night is bound to be calm.