Dafeng’s Night Squad

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As soon as he finished saying this, Xu Qi'an thought of the rule that "those who spy on the secret will be bound by the secret", and decisively shut up.

"Mother-in-law, what did you see?"

Lina asked instinctively, and immediately remembered the rules of the Tiangu Department: see through, don't tell me!

The prophets of the Heaven Gu Ministry have always followed this rule.

Lina still knows the consequences of breaking the secret-people of all races go to the prophet's house for dinner.

Everyone focused on Granny Tian Gu's body, focused on her face, and unfolded their respective interpretations:

Granny Tiangu looks at the south, and the future she foresees is related to southern Xinjiang and Gu God.........

In her solemn expression, there was more confusion and dazedness, which showed that she herself did not interpret the foreseeable future...

Granny Tiangu’s face is not too bad, at least not too bad, hey, if you look closely, her features are very beautiful, she must have been a top-notch beauty when she was young........

When everyone's thoughts were diverging, Mother-in-law Tiangu gradually calmed down, leaning on a walking stick, and said kindly:

"I just saw some puzzling futures. I can't elaborate on the details. I can't judge whether it is good or bad. But rest assured, it is not a direct and terrible disaster."

Hearing that, the extraordinary powerhouses in the hall suddenly nodded, which was almost as they expected.

There are two results from this meeting-promotion to the **** of war may require luck; the carving knife knows the way to promote the **** of war!

The next goal is very clear, waiting for Zhao Shou to be promoted to the second rank, to help the carving knife contact the seal.

Huaiqing concluded:

"The northward migration of the Gu tribe cannot be delayed. After several leaders returned to southern Xinjiang, they immediately summoned the tribe to go north. Guan City, Yongzhou, was a little bit reluctant to accommodate the Seventh Division of the Gu tribe, so it was necessary for you to expand it by yourself. After the autumn harvest, it will enter the winter. Materials will be provided by the court."

Longtu must include food and housing, so he is very happy.

She looked at other extraordinary powers again, and said solemnly:

"Practice each to deal with the catastrophe..."

After the meeting, Lina took her father Longtu to see her brother Mossang. Mosang is now a hundred households in the Forbidden Army and is responsible for the security of the south gate of the palace.

Like Miao Youfang, they are both confidants of the Empress.

Near the south gate, Longtu saw his son who had been away for a long time from a distance, wearing an armor, patrolling back and forth in the city.

"Mossan!"

Longtu called his son loudly.

The sound is rolling like thunder.

The forbidden army under the city head was startled, subconsciously holding down the hilt of the knife, looking around looking for the source of the sound.

Mo Sang jumped down from the city and ran over. Before people approached, the voice came first:

"Daddy, this is the palace, you can't shout, you can't shout..."

Lina nodded vigorously:

"Daddy, I think you are ashamed."

Long Tu's eyes widened, and his big hand like a fan slapped Mosang to the ground, shattering the blue bricks.

"Don't fight, don't fight..." Mo Sang repeatedly begged for mercy and said aggrieved:

"Daddy, I am now one of the hundred imperial guards. With so many subordinates watching, you can save me a bit of face."

"Why don't you save any face!" Long Tu stared, and the sound of the urn said:

"I'll hit you in front of your people in the same way, what's the problem?"

"No problem, no problem..." Mo Sang said in his heart: Dad this rough.

Long Tu glanced at the distance and paid close attention to the movement here, smiling and pointing at the imperial soldiers, his expression softened slightly, and said:

"How old is Baihu?"

Mossang suddenly got his spirits and flaunted:

"Hundred households are the sixth rank, with 120 soldiers, and they are hereditary. Dad, do you know what hereditary is? It's me who died, and you can inherit it....Ah no, no, I died. Now, my son can inherit it.

"I'm going out now, the flat-headed people have to shout at the army master or sir when they see me.

"The high officials in the court have to be respectful when they see me. I am a person who shed blood for Dafeng, or a direct line of your majesty. No one dares to offend me."

He lifted his chest and raised his head, his face full of pride.

The expression and posture were like a promising son showing off to his father, hoping to be praised.

But Longtu just snorted:

"Someday I can't hang on anymore, remember to come back to farm and hunt."

After speaking, she turned and left with her baby girl Lina.

Mo Sang curled his lips, turned around and shouted at the imperial army:

"What do you look at, a bunch of rascals."

After walking for some distance, Longtu stopped and looked back at the vaguely outlined South Gate, silently.

Lina glanced at her father carefully, and saw the rare gentleness and relief in the eyes of this rugged and reckless man.

..........

In the sunny afternoon, autumn mood is dry.

In a hook column in the inner city, Song Tingfeng, dressed in silver gongs, was carrying a hip flask in his hand, slapped the railing with one hand, and echoed the tune from the stage on the first floor.

Zhu Guangxiao was as dull as ever, drinking and eating food on his own, and occasionally fumbled a few times on the beauties who were waiting next to him.

On the other side of him, there was Xu Yuanhuai with the same cold expression, like a block of ice. Xu was the guest's temperament too indifferent, and the woman waiting next to him was somewhat restrained.

"Beauty, don't be so restrained!" Song Tingfeng came back to his senses, holding his "waiter" in his arms, and said with a smile:

"When you enter the room and go to bed later, you will know how crazy he is."

Xu Yuanhuai had long been accustomed to Song Tingfeng's temperament and continued to drink without any expression.

Song Tingfeng shook his head and sighed:

"Boring!

"Two boring jars! It's better when Ning Yan is here. It's been a long time since I discussed marksmanship with him, Yuan Huai, you are not like him at all."

Xu Yuanhuai still ignored it.

Song Tingfeng said again:

"You're old enough to marry a wife. Does the family find a matchmaker for you."

Xu Yuanhuai shook his head:

"The house is messy enough. My mother is worried about her sister-in-law fights every day. I don't want to marry a daughter-in-law to add trouble to her. I will talk about it in a few years."

And it’s good now.

Xu Yuanhuai put down the wine glass, picked up the woman next to him, and went into the back room.

Song Tingfeng squinted his eyes, slightly drowsy, and continued to listen to the tune.

Peaceful and prosperous times, very good.

...........

"The year of Huaiqing, the third day of September, Shuanglu.

Can't help but want to write a diary again. For me, for my friends, and the people of Central Plains, this is probably the last peace before the storm.

As soon as the catastrophe comes, all the creatures in Kyushu will be sacrificed, and they will become super-grade sacrifices to replace the heavens.

But before that, I can use the pen in my hand to record the bits and pieces about them. Well, I made a charcoal pen for myself, which can improve my writing speed. Unfortunately, even with the charcoal pen, my writing is still ugly.

The migration of the Gu people has been completed. They temporarily live in the market town of Guanshi. They have food and materials provided by the court. They include food and housing. They are very safe. The only drawback is that the people of the Li Gu family are too good to eat.

Well, during this visit to the Gu Clan, I had a few in-depth exchanges with Luan Yu by the way. She offered to be my concubine and followed me back to the capital.

What a stupid woman, isn't it popular to be the boss of the love department? There are vixens in the capital, Luo Yuheng, the female emperor, and the Feiyan heroine. The water is too deep and she can't hold it.

She just needs to hold the future. "

"One year in Huaiqing, the fifth day of September.

Qiyun in the north was plundered by the witch god, the demons and savages were wiped out, and the remnants entered Chuzhou and became a part of Dafeng.

The nine-tailed fox should have taken a voyage with the descendants of the gods and demons, and all the affairs of all parties have been processed, just waiting for the catastrophe to come.

Lingyin has been promoted to the seventh rank, and Longtu entrusted me to take her to South Xinjiang to absorb the power of Gu God's blood. This qualification is too terrible. Give her another ten years, and there will be nothing wrong with my half-step martial god.

Apart from me, the best talent of the Xu family is Lingyin, followed by Lingyue.

A few days ago, Lingyue officially became a monk, worshipped Lingbao Temple, and became a direct disciple of Banyue Zhenren. Lingyue has a very high cultivating talent, and it is a good choice to worship Lingbao. It is better than marrying a child and being a young woman in a deep boudoir.

Because of this incident, my aunt almost wanted to commit suicide to intimidate Lingyue to change her mind, but she didn't succeed.

It's understandable that my aunt's mentality burst, because Erlang and Wang Simu's marriage was postponed. In Erlang's words, why the super-quality immortality can make a family!

The catastrophe is approaching, and he has no intention of getting married. After all, if Dafeng can't bear the catastrophe, everyone will die, and marriage will be meaningless.

But the aunt still thinks that Erlang will get married early, and she is good for her grandchildren. After all, the eldest daughter is a monk and becomes the crown of women. Although Dafang's nephew is lustful and his wives and concubines are in groups, there is no one who lays eggs.

Don't count on Jiro, should you count on Lingyin?

With the style of ring tone, when he grows up in the future, the greater probability is: mother, my child has gone out to fight the world, and when I dominate the country, I will come back to see you! "

"One year in Huaiqing, the sixth day of September.

Today, Yuanshuang also worshipped Sitianjian and became a disciple of Jianzheng. But it was not a direct disciple, but Sun Xuanji took his apprentice on his behalf. Since then, Yuanshuang has become a member of the "dumb party".

As long as it is not a direct disciple of Jianzheng, everything is easy to say. After all, if you want to be a disciple of the supervisor, don't even think about cerebral thrombosis in ten years. This is not a good thing.

Among the members of the Heaven and Earth Society, Asura is in seclusion.

Li Miaozhen traveled all over the world, and the heroes accumulated meritorious deeds. Before going there, he drank with me until dawn. Before the catastrophe, he would never see each other again.

Master Hengyuan is now the presiding officer of the Qinglong Temple and is under the Mahayana Buddhism school. He has transferred to the Zen system to assist Du'erhan in writing Buddhist scriptures and teachings.

The son is completely flat, except for regular visits to Sitian to monitor the pill for strengthening the kidney and strengthening the body, there is usually no one in it.

Lina and Lingyin were as carefree as ever, giggling, idiot good, idiot not bothered. Well, when I wrote this sentence, there was an orange cat passing by the window. I suspected it was the Taoist Golden Lotus, but I am embarrassed to expose it. "

"One year in Huaiqing, the eighth day of September.

I went to Sitianjian and took Zhong Li to Xu's house.

Unexpectedly, Chu Caiwei actually managed Sitianjian very well. Her biggest deed is inaction. This is the legendary power of governance by doing nothing? "

"One year in Huaiqing, the tenth day of September.

Lin'an came to Guishui, alas, I'm not pregnant, and the stomachs of Luo Yuheng Yeji and Mu Nanzhi did not move. It seems that it is indeed my problem.

It's okay that the offspring is difficult, I'm afraid it's reproductive isolation... It seems that I am not a human being. "

"The year of Huaiqing, September 18th, Frost Kill.

In Dafeng’s solar terms, today we are going to sacrifice to our ancestors within three generations. Under the auspices of my second uncle, Erlang and I sacrificed to my grandfather.

Afterwards, I saw my second uncle carrying Yuanshuang Yuanhuai, secretly offering sacrifices to improper sons of man.

In the afternoon drinking tea with Wei Gong, he said that if there is a future, he would like to resign and return to his hometown and travel around the world with the queen mother. I said in my heart that you don't throw flags indiscriminately, and be careful to stuff your promises.

But when I thought about my promise to Munanzhi, I was silent.

When I saw Wei Yuan, I forgot to bring Zhong Li, causing her to be hit in the waist by Xu Lingyin, who was running blindly with her eyes closed, and two ribs were broken. "

"One year in Huaiqing, the sixth day of October.

There is still a month before the catastrophe, and I have visited some old people specially. Wang Catchhead and the Kuaishou brothers have not changed much. For them, ordinaryness is the greatest happiness.

The county magistrate Zhu was promoted, but he was sent to Yongzhou.

Lu Qing is now the head catcher of six doors, his official position is getting higher and higher, and his cultivation base is getting stronger and stronger, but he still hasn't married. Why bother, alas!

Miao Youfang did a good job in the Forbidden Army. He had already entered the fourth rank and was waiting for his qualifications or military merits to be promoted to the commander.

In the afternoon, I listened to the song with Song Tingfeng, Zhu Guangxiao, and Chun Ge. In order to prevent Chun Ge from going crazy, I deliberately sent Little Poor back to Si Tianjian.

Guangxiao's wife is pregnant, Song Tingfeng is still alone, I know what he wants, I know he yearns for the busy lanes, every evening and early morning, the lanes will be covered with hoarfrost. So unwilling to get married.

Dagengren’s yamen carried many memories for me. Thinking about it now, even the Zhu family’s father and son are an important part of my memories. The cut to the surname Zhu has split my splendid life. "

"One year in Huaiqing, the eighth day of October.

Today, I went to the northeast and southern Xinjiang. Life disappeared within a hundred miles of Jingshan City. The power of the wizard **** continued to spread, and mortals could not survive under his coercion.

The natives and most of the animals in southern Xinjiang have been completely transformed. Fortunately, during this period of time, Gu clan leaders have been going to southern Xinjiang to clear out Gu beasts, so no extraordinary Gu beasts were born.

There is not much time left for Kyushu. "

"The year of Huaiqing, October 11th.

This is my last diary, and I want to write something I only say to myself.

I remember that when I first came to this world, I was hesitant and fearful for Kyushu, which was full of extraordinary powers, so I only wanted to live a tedious life with three wives and four concubines, and I didn't want to chase power and strength.

Unfortunately, from the day I wake up, my next destiny is doomed.

At first, it was fate and crisis that pushed me forward. They made me have to madly improve myself just to survive.

Jeanne, the witch gods, Buddhism, Jianzheng, Xu Pingfeng, these people, these forces, they are always chasing me and pushing me...

Later, I don't know when I started, and I tried to take the initiative to do something for the people around me and the people of the Central Plains. For this, I could get angry and ignore my life.

Maybe it was when I cut the knife to the superior for a little girl; maybe I started shouting "Improper Official" for the sake of Master Zheng and the people of Chuzhou.

But no matter what, I now know what I want.

During this period of time, I often recalled the various experiences in my previous life. I can still clearly remember the voices and smiles of my parents, the bustling metropolis, and the hurried social animals.

I suddenly realized that although the life of the previous life was tiring, at least most people can be safe and happy.

But the people of Kyushu and the creatures of Kyushu live in a world where imperial power is supreme and power is supreme. The weak are born to be slaughtered.

And these are not the cruelest, the recovery of super products is the real disaster.

What I'm doing now can be described in four sentences-to establish a heart for the heaven and the earth, to establish a life for the living and the people, to continue the sacred learning, and to establish peace for all ages.

The four sentences that I wrote in order to pretend to be in front of Jiro really run through my life, just three years of life.

Destiny is really amazing.

Finally, among the women who are emotionally intertwined with me, the one I love the most is Mu Nanzhi. It may be because of her beauty or her personality. It is not clear to say but love itself is not clear.

The most pity is Zhong Li. She is always so unlucky. When she is injured, she likes to look at you with a fawn-like gaze. Ask a man who would not pity her.

The most respected is Li Miaozhen, just because of one sentence: But do good things, don't ask about the future.

I couldn't do it before, but I can do it now. UU reads www.uukanshu.com and she has been doing it all the time.

Lin'an is the one who loves most. She is a lotus flower that grows out of the silt. She was born in the royal family, but she still retains her innocent temperament. She treats me well and does her best and sincerely.

The most important person is Huai Qing, she is a well-deserved strong woman, ambitious, ambitious and skilled, but not cruel, flesh and blood, thanks to Wei Yuan and Ziyang Lay.

Their teaching has an important guiding role for Huaiqing.

The most grateful is Luo Yuheng, besides Wei Gong, she is the most kind to me. From killing Joan to traveling around the rivers and lakes, to the Yunzhou rebellion, she never abandons me and takes risks for me.

For a woman, Yiqiu is a priceless treasure that is rare to have a lover. For a man, a woman who is willing to be with you in the same boat, why do you not love her?

Ye Ji is the only woman who makes me feel that I am the "big master" in the feudal era. It seems that my half-step martial **** is very sad, but it is true. Except for Ye Ji, no other fish are fuel efficient. Lamp, no, they are torches.

If I am not careful, I will burn myself and fall into the Asura field.

Well, currently, the woman who wants to sleep the most is the nine-tailed fox.

Peerless enchantress, graceful and unparalleled.

Of course, I do not intend to put this idea into action now, after all, she is overseas and beyond her reach.

Xu Qi'an!

..........

October 13th.

In Yunlu Academy, Zhao Shou, wearing scarlet official robes, meticulously climbed the steps and came to the Yasheng Temple.

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PS: Chapter Ninety-eight, it should be Chapter Ninety-eight. I made a mistake and wrote Dao Jin Lian as Zhao Shou. The dean has always been a third-rank Dzogchen, and after entering the court as an official, he can only be promoted to the second-rank by accumulating luck. In the past, it was relying on the Confucian Crown and the carving knife to have the fighting power comparable to the second rank.