There are five miles of embankment on both sides of the Ba Bridge and thousands of willows planted. The scenery throughout the year is very good. But when it comes to winter, the "Ba Liu Wind and Snow" is the most charming.

At this moment, the willow trees on the river bank are completely green, and the branches are hanging down, like bead curtains, moving with the wind, dancing and flying. If it snows, it will be more profound in artistic conception.

"Shubao, why are you here too!"

Zhang Gongjin looked blameless and hurried to the carriage, then pushed the yellow-faced man who was about to get off the car, "You are in poor health and can't stand the north wind and winter snow, why bother like this..."

"Hongshen, I am a martial artist, not a sick man!"

After shouting, he couldn't resist him in the end. Zhang Gongjin let him go. The yellow-faced man got off the carriage and was wearing a bearskin cloak. He was very tall, and everyone present was only Yuchi Gong and he was just very thin, just as he said about the sick man.

"snort!"

When he saw him, Yuchi Gong snorted, and didn't say anything, but just disdained to look at him.

"Jingde, why bother to be upset?"

"Am I such a stingy person?"

King Yuchi couldn't help but glared at Zhang Gongjin.

This guy followed Song Jingang to fuck Li Shimin back then, but unexpectedly, Song Jingang was fucked down directly. Qin Qiong was the one who abused him, and Cheng Zhijie was the one who finished the fight from the side.

Therefore, just like these guys, it would be good not to bite the dog. The probability of joining forces to rebel is no higher than that of Li Yuan getting back to power.

Why is Li Shimin so relieved about these hawks? It’s not that they have deeper love and hatred entanglements between each other than infatuated men and women.

"Why, the Shuozhou man is still not convinced?"

Qin Qiong coughed lightly, covered her mouth, turned her cold eyes sickly, and glanced at King Yuchi.

The Yuchi Tianwang, who has always been the eldest and second emperors, actually twitched his lips and hummed again.

Qin Qiong, the only one who can kill enemy generals in the entire Tang Empire Co., Ltd. is not a famous general and the enemy is generally a mob, but as a leading general, he can also kill enemy generals in the same time while strategizing. In history, only Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang were the only one.

Why is there such a saying about the public fighting against Qin Qiong? It is precisely because both of them have records of killing enemy generals in formation. The only difference is that Qin Qiong's value is almost the same. The bastard named Cheng is much worse than Zhang Huanhou.

After Xuanwu Gate became the general of the Left Wu Guard, the secret injuries left by him when he attacked Dou Jiande's chief maid Liu Heita completely broke out. He was afraid of light and wind, and could no longer handle military affairs. He basically recovered from the Duke of Yiguo's mansion.

But no matter how much he looks like a sick man, he is so powerful that he is still alive, let alone not to die yet.

"This is my son."

Qin Qiong lifted the curtain and rushed inside, "Runniang."

"Alang, it's windy outside, I'm afraid..."

"Give me the child."

The tone was calm, neither too fast nor too slow, but the cold and harsh aura directly caused a group of strong men who were on horseback to rule the country to stand up.

The woman did not dare to disobey and carried the baby out of her infancy, but she did not dare to hand it directly to Qin Qiong.

"This is my only son."

Qin Qiong looked at the baby in his wife's arms, "Hongshen, you are the best at learning, please give me a name."

"Huai generation!"

Cheng Yaojin quickly stepped forward and added, "The Cheng and Qin families are so good, and my sons are both of the Huai generation. The Qin family is the same, and they agreed early in the morning."

Zhang Gongjin looked disbelief and looked at Qin Qiong with a look of disbelief, "Shubao, you are..."

"You have many sons, and you will definitely be stronger than the Qin family in the future. What's more,..." Qin Qiong glanced at Zhang De, "There are people with the surname Zhang everywhere."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little serious, and Zhang Gongjin pondered: "Therefore, the sage is in power and does not speak, and it will benefit all the people. It is better to name Huaidao."

"Qin Huaidao."

After reading for a moment, Qin Qiong nodded slightly, "From now on, you will be Qin Huaidao's adoptive father. This is a greeting."

As he said that, he took a sword from his waist and handed it over.

Everyone saw that Qin Qiong was about to remove his armor. No matter how much the warrior who had lost his body did not admit defeat, it would be in vain if he could not go to the battlefield.

What's more, Qin Qiong had no son for decades, and it was not until this year that Jia gave birth to a Liner.

When the sword reached Zhang Gongjin's hand, a group of generals' eyes shone brightly, and they were extremely envious. Yuchi Gong even licked his lips, his eyes rolled around and shouted, "Hmph, I'm so stingy. I can't even bear to hold a wedding banquet."

Zhang Gongjin gave him a blank look, then called his three sons and nephew to come over.

"This is your righteous brother. In the future, you must think that you have another brother."

"yes."

A few little guys greeted Qin Qiong honestly, then looked at Qin Huaidao who was holding in Runniang's arms. Zhang De walked over and looked at the little guy who had just opened his eyes. He was like a large cat, red, and his face was a little cold and purple.

"Brother Yi came out in a hurry and didn't bring any gifts. I'll give you a small item to make fun of your father." As he said that, he reached his hands behind his neck, untied the rope, and a string of white and slightly yellow sharp teeth appeared in front of everyone.

Take one from above, put it on the cradle, and whispered: "This is the sharp teeth of the tiger in Liaodong. Huaidao will grow up quickly. In the future, go to Liaodong to kill a tiger, and give it a new one."

As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Qiong's yellow face turned a little red. Obviously, he was a little excited. Yuchi Gong narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing Zhang De's words.

Runniang couldn't listen to this. Her husband fell into the root of the disease. Now, another young man came to her and told her that she hoped her son would go to Liaodong to fight tigers in the future.

What's there in Liaodong? There is Goguryeo!

"Okay, okay, okay. I have no worries about having a brother like you."

Qin Qiong sighed with a long sigh, "Liaodong, Your Majesty is the one who belongs. In the future, I will ask you all."

He raised his hands and clasped his fists at a few old friends. The bearskin cloak slid down. All the generals in the army clasped their fists and returned the salute.

"Ahem..."

"Alang!" Runniang only had her husband and son in her eyes, and she quickly ordered the servants to put the bearskin cloak on Qin Qiong again. However, Qin Qiong didn't say much, turned around and returned to the carriage, then turned around and left.

After all the people in Duke Yiguo’s mansion had been exposed, King Yuchi sighed: “What a pity.”

"Yes, if Shubao is not sick, the Turkic will be more severe."

Mr. Zhang nodded and sighed.

"I'm talking about this Chrimoon sword, it's a pity that it falls into your hands. You call for a price and I want it."

The richest man in Yuchi sniffed, then looked at Uncle Zhang Gongjin with regret.

The atmosphere was so good just now, but it was instantly ruined by this old bastard. How many children were secretly moved just now, but the old bastard here will always be the king of bad luck.

After a mouthful of old blood was held back, Zhang Gongjin glared and then took a deep breath: "One hundred thousand coins, it's yours."

King Yuchi, who was about to clear his nostrils, suddenly his whole body was stiff, his eyes wide open, and he looked at Zhang Gongjin like a ghost.

"Haha, I can't afford this little money?"

Zhang Gongjin shook his head, "Queyue Sword is a sword. As the saying goes, a sword is worthy of a hero, but some heroes are reluctant to give up money, and even a sword is worthy of a sword."

"That's right, I just want to call Xiaolou and play with it without frowning."

Cheng Zhijie hurried over to finish the fight. He rubbed his hands with a gaze. Seeing Yuchi Gong's dark face getting darker, he was really transparent from the inside out.

However, at the beginning, he suddenly had his eyes bulging, and he looked like a duck with his neck grasped, and his body was even stiffer than the richest man in Yuchi just now.

"Little bastard, what are you doing when you stand there!"

Cheng Yaojin roared, and a naughty child stood on the central railing of the Eighteen Bridge Cave of Baqiao. He was wearing a Confucian shirt and facing the wind, looking very lonely. There were about twenty naughty children standing in front of the railing under his feet, with excitement, excitement and glory on his face.

On the bridge further away, the naughty kid of 200 was eager to try...

Although I don’t know what to do, Cheng Yaojin felt that his son must be having trouble!

"Sanlang! Forget it, my uncle is leaving soon, forget it-"

When Zhang De saw Lao Cheng roaring like hell, he knew it was going to be bad, so he quickly gave Xiao Cheng some motivation.

"What are your brother saying!"

Cheng Chubi suddenly had a sacred look, and the souls of heroes in the entire Tang Dynasty war were possessed.

He opened his mouth, his voice was loud, his figure stood out from the crowd of chickens and became a Buddha standing alone...

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass is green and the sky..."

Songs are good songs, lyrics, and the atmosphere is also appropriate.

"Aowu--"

The accompanying dog began to roar to the sky, and then the wild dogs from the 18-mile village of Baqiao also roared. In that scene, although the willow trees were not green, Cheng Yaojin's face must be green.

"I sound good, it's good."

King Yuchi looked joking and looked at Lao Cheng, and he was so happy that he was so happy.

The original sorrow of parting should be particularly sad, but there was Yuchi Tianwang in front and Sanlang in the Cheng family behind, which instantly shattered Zhang Gongjin's reluctance in his heart.

He now wants to stay away from Chang'an as soon as possible, and this ghost place will make people live!
Chapter completed!