The Peasant Girl's Glory

Chapter 106 Killing God

I never imagined that he, a bastard who was a fool and proficient in messing around in muddy waters, would be like a different person on the battlefield.

Not only was he brave and resolute, and he had killed countless enemies, but he also single-handedly rescued him who was trapped by the enemy.

Moreover, if Xiao Tianmo hadn't been keenly aware of the enemy's intentions, he would have turned around in time and used the sharp sword in his hand to block another sharp arrow that was attacking him with all his strength.

Now the arrow is not only stuck in his left shoulder, but also at the mouth of his back vest.

His old life was also explained on the spot.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jingnian couldn't help but feel very relieved.

The eldest son finally knew how to make progress, and he did not waste his careful teaching in the past.

After Duan Sheng entered the door, he saw Xiao Jingnian being carried to the bed, he immediately strode towards him, and asked General Zhou, who was approaching:

"How's Mr. Hou?"

General Zhou replied: "I've been hit by a sharp arrow, I have to deal with it quickly!"

Duan Sheng nodded, and after stepping forward to examine Xiao Jingnian carefully, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, there is no poison on the arrow!"

He opened the medicine box, took out scissors and cut off the exposed arrow shaft, then pulled out the sharp arrow neatly, carefully treated the wound for Xiao Jingnian, and instructed:

"Although there is no poison on the arrow, the wound is too deep. In order to avoid too much movement and the wound is difficult to heal, Lord Hou will not play in person in the near future."

"This can't be done! How can Ben Hou feel at ease if only that renegade son is left on the battlefield?"

Xiao Jingnian was anxious when he heard the words, and wanted to turn around to speak, but the wound on his shoulder was affected, and the biting pain made him a little unbearable. Soon, his face faded and became pale.

Duan Sheng hurriedly raised his hand and lightly pressed Xiao Tianmo's arm, telling him not to move,

"Master Hou, don't worry, the eldest son is a talented and good general who breaks the line and charges, and he will be fine. Besides, I am still here. I will check the physical condition of the eldest son every day to ensure that the eldest son is safe."

General Zhou on the side also hurriedly followed:
"That's right, Mr. Duan is very skilled in medicine, and Young Master Xiao really has a way of leading troops to fight. He can always guess the thoughts of the enemy, calculate the movement of the enemy in advance, and repel the violent waves of the enemy. Attack, let the subordinates have to obey."

General Zhou said this with sincerity. He originally did not take Xiao Tianmo, who went on the expedition with his father, in his eyes, and did not want the facts to prove that heroes have been young since ancient times.

Xiao Tianmo's outstanding military skills made them all admire them. The people who practiced martial arts did not have much heart, and they were not like civil servants who were intriguing and intriguing. As long as they could lead troops to win battles, they would be convinced.

Xiao Jingnian glanced at General Zhou who said this, and nodded secretly.

Not only General Zhou, but even he had to look at his own boy and Duan Sheng with admiration.

Now it is rumored in the army that one of them is a magic doctor who can rejuvenate with a wonderful hand, and the other is a god of death who can cause death.

After night fell, Xiao Tianmo returned to the camp.

After seeing his father Xiao Jingnian, Li Yelan ran up to him as soon as he came out of the main tent.
"Master, just now Yeyu sent a letter saying that Miss Shen has left Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing!"

Xiao Tianmo was startled, "What happened?"

"It is said that Miss Shen found her biological father, and now she has returned to the house with her father."

"My biological father?"

Xiao Tianmo couldn't hide his surprise. Although he had heard Li Yeyu say that the Shen family might not be Shen Furong's biological father, he never thought that Shen Furong would find his biological father so quickly.

"Who is Miss Shen's biological father?"

"Young master is also very familiar with this person. It is Zhou Xuezheng, the minister of Dali Temple that we rescued last time."

Li Yelan's face was complicated. It turned out that Miss Shen was from a famous family. No wonder she had such an extraordinary bearing and elegance. She didn't look like a peasant girl with shallow knowledge.

"Oh? It turned out to be him!"

Xiao Tianmo's pitch-black eyes flashed a little surprise. Zhou Xuezheng and Zhou Siqing did not marry alone, no one in the capital knew about it, no one knew about it.

There are also many rumors in the market, but no one ever knew that he actually had a daughter outside.

Li Yelan nodded, "One more thing, when Miss Shen was going to the princess' boat banquet, she was pushed into the lake by someone, and Lord Zhou also discovered the jade pendant that fell from her body, and only then did she realize that she was his daughter... …”

"...Afterwards, Lord Zhou rescued Miss Shen and brought her back to the mansion. Yeyu couldn't rest assured, and went to the Zhou mansion with October."

Hearing that Li Yeyu and Yueyue were following Shen Furong, Xiao Tianmo's expression softened and his tone became calm:

"It's so good, let them act carefully, protect Miss Shen, and remember to send a message in time."

Li Yelan nodded in response, and then disappeared into the night in a flash.

Xiao Tianmo glanced around, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then turned and walked towards the medical account where Duan Sheng was.

***

In the east palace of the prince.

Prince Yan Zifeng crossed the sea of ​​flowers in the hosta, and stepped on the colorful stone path. Suddenly, he heard a melodious sound of the piano from the courtyard not far away, accompanied by a woman singing:
"...After the dream, the tower is locked, and the curtain is low when you wake up. Last year, spring hatred came. Falling flowers are independent, and swift and swallows fly..."

The euphemistic continuous tune and the quiet sound of the piano blended into the gentle breeze and gently sent it into Yan Zifeng's ears, Yan Zifeng heard Feng Qi's voice, he couldn't help but follow the sound and walked over, standing outside the courtyard wall and stopped in silence. listen.

The singing is melodious and melodious, but with traces of sadness, making people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves;

The sound of the piano is like running water, like wild geese falling on the flat sand, like drinking alone under the moon, and like wandering in a quiet night, hiding countless lonely coolness.

Yan Zifeng listened silently outside the wall.

After an unknown time, the sound of the piano in the courtyard stopped abruptly, Yan Zifeng stayed for a while, then lifted his feet and walked towards the courtyard gate.

But when he was about to walk to the front of the courtyard, he suddenly stopped again, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and after a while, he turned and left here.

After Yan Zifeng's back disappeared completely, Yuzheng led someone out from behind a flower tree not far away.

With a heavy expression on her face, she glanced at the direction Yan Zifeng had left, and walked towards Feng Qi's courtyard.

Feng Qi was tuning the violin in front of the stone table in the courtyard, and suddenly heard footsteps outside the door. Before anyone arrived, a strong fragrance was wafting in the wind.

She looked up and saw Yuzheng came in with two little palace maids. She didn't pay much attention to it and just immersed herself in tuning her violin.

"Bold! Why are you still rude when you see Han Ruren?"

Seeing this, the little palace maid who followed Yuzheng immediately stood up and reprimanded.

Yuzheng waved his hand, "It's okay! You go down first!"

"Yes!"

The two little palace maids were in good health and left the hospital according to their words.

Seeing that there was no one else in the courtyard, Yuzheng paced to a few steps away from Feng Qi, stood there quietly watching Feng Qi for a moment, suddenly patted her hands, and the smile on her lips was unclear:
"You really can hold your breath, if I were you, I wouldn't be so elegant!"

Feng Qi looked up at her and replied lightly, "What do you mean by this?"

(End of this chapter)