"Young master, Miss, we can't go. If we really go, wouldn't it be a sheep entering the tiger's mouth?"

Old Butler Lin looked at the simple post on the table, his face turned pale and his expression was ugly.

The post was given by someone from the Golden Knife Gate.

A post written by Jindao Hou Shen Yanfeng himself.

The martial arts conference that Chen Hou had been raising for a long time is finally going to be held.

His idea of ​​illuminating his muscles is not a day or two.

Yang Yuying picked it up and looked at it, then turned to look at Lin Xingshu: "What did you say?"

Lin Xingshu smiled innocently and said, "Marty Chen gives us such a big face, Linzhuang is just a small new sect, how can we refuse?"

The old housekeeper suddenly turned dark.

Yang Yuying nodded a little: "Okay, the children at home are getting married, and everyone floating outside is called back."

Lin Xingshu said she wanted to go, but she did not refuse. After all, she has been diligent in her internal skills over the years, and is responsible for internal affairs on Yushan. Lin Xingshu is responsible for the external affairs.

Although this guy is good at shirking responsibility and not caring about serious things, and often makes his disciples embarrassed, his heart is as clear as a mirror. In fact, no one can surpass his ability to control the overall situation.

"I think that Marquis Shen may be in trouble."

Yang Yuying and Mr. Lin have known each other for so long, and have long been sure that if one day they want to be hostile to this person, don’t say a word to him. The best choice is to directly destroy his life violently.

But Chen Hou was very arrogant. Even though he suffered a great loss under Lin Xingshu's hands, he just regarded it as a coincidence and did not take the remnants of Quanjian Villa to heart.

"I heard that Marquis Chen loves to talk to others. Many heads of small sects in the world have been called by him to speak. But I don't know if he wants to say a few words affectionately to our Mr. Lin?"

Yang Yuying understands what kind of person is Mr. Lin? Once you communicate with him, or even if you don’t talk to him, you may be confused by his expressions, actions, and what others do, and question yourself.

Once you start questioning yourself, Lin Xingshu will have a very high possibility to get the result he wants.

This guy is a chess player who takes ten steps or even hundreds of steps. If he is not the same chess player, it is best not to fight with him.

Yang Yuying sometimes recalled her own marshal, but after thinking about it, she didn't think that the marshal had such a sensibility.

What their marshal likes is a dignified duel. Every time he attacks, he gains absolute advantage in advance and uses the power of sweeping to attack the enemy in a shattered manner.

Things like conspiracies and tricks have never appeared on the conference table of the Federal Marshal.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Xingshu raised his hand and touched his cheek, "What's there?"

Yang Yuying: “…he.”

Lin Xingshu: “…”

What does ‘he’ mean?

Is there any other problem to take Linzhuang disciples to the meeting?

Yang Yuying felt that her current feeling was very subtle, and she seemed to be witnessing the dark history of the most important person in her life.

Although she has witnessed her marshal's dark history so much that she cannot be more black, no matter how much the marshal likes to complain about the prime minister's figure and likes to stay at home to play games, it does not prevent Yang Yuying from being convinced that he is an amazing hero.

He is full of the world, and for the sake of the people's happiness, he is willing to sacrifice himself anytime and anywhere.

But is Lin Xingshu such a person?

How could Guan Lin be such a person?

Whether it is Lin Guan or Lin Xingshu, they are all good people, and this is irrefutable.

They will pity the poor and the weak, and they will pursue the truth, but that's all. When power comes, they will not resist something they cannot resist for strangers they don't know.

They will pretend to be blind and deaf. As long as the people and things they value do not be harmed, they are ordinary flesh and blood bodies.

“It’s also great to be an ordinary person.”

Being a marshal is so hard and so tiring, but it is actually far less comfortable than being an ordinary person. From Lin Guan and Lin Xingshu to becoming her marshal, you must also go through an extremely painful transformation.

Yang Yuying pressed her eyebrows and smiled.

She should actually look at the marshal's own filter.

I remember that year, the Marshal was an ordinary First Federation Army soldier, responsible for the escort of the logistics team. He was considered an elite member of the logistics force, but he was completely incomparable to the elites of the major federal military headquarters.

At that time, the Empire and the Federation fought in the Lifting Galaxy for eight months. The scale of the war was not large, but in this war, a small team of the Marshal led the baggage troops to defeat the Royal Guards of the Empire at that time. The entire Royal Spike of the Guards of the entire Guards was destroyed by the twenty people he led.

In this war, the marshal first induced the other party to use the beheading tactic from the beginning, misleading the other party's commander to die.

Later, he designed the other party to believe that the Federation found a very important resource planet, and used it as bait to hold the other party's main force for three months, and also gradually ate countless support troops.

Next, I really used my main force as bait to catch the main combat power of the Imperial Royal Guards and wiped out it completely.

In that war, their marshal used the deceitful tactics used by the ancestors of Blue Star, back and forth, to the point where even his own people were scared and trembling.

For a long time, the marshal was synonymous with bad intentions. Everyone said that he was as treacherous as a fox, and he had a few more hearts than others.

When it comes to conspiracies, marshals have never lacked them.

After all, it is his own choice to become a marshal. It is not painful. She is far away from the sky, and she can guess what she can just rely on speculation.

Yang Yuying was stunned for a moment, reached out to hold Lin Xingshu, and then told the following to pass the message, asking the people below to prepare to make a styling for Mr. Lin.

Lin Xingshu must have led his team to meet Mr. Shen for a while, so his handsome face must be covered up.

At this time, the disciples of Zhongquan Jian didn't know that the plot of the long-awaited world was about to happen. The most important thing in everyone's mind is Senior Brother Wang's marriage.

The convoy escorting the betrothal gifts slowly drove out of Yu County, far away in Langtai Village, but Taohong's family was a little uneasy.

In early winter, the weather gets colder.

That day, as soon as Tao Hong got up, she heard her father and mother talking to Li in the village.

"Oh, your daughter is so old. She is almost twenty years old this year. She looks like that. You can't afford to have many dowry. What's wrong with Feng Tai? Scholars, who will be a scholar in the future, if his wife in front of him died of dying childbirth, the family wants to find a better and stronger wife, it won't be your turn to Taohong, what else do you think!"

My daughter is indeed a little older.

Although the girl said that she had a marriage outside, this marriage was not considered a good match.

These years, my daughters are working in other people's houses and planning for themselves, which is the case, but their parents have to consider it. What if this matter fails?

The matchmaker cannot offend him, otherwise the other party will be rude and the girl's lifelong affairs will be upset.

Time passes day by day.

It was so cold in winter that Taohong was sitting in the main hall doing embroidery work, and she heard her sister-in-law’s slightly sharp voice sound.

"What you are talking about is that Feng Xiucai is so outstanding, it is hard to find even with lanterns. Dad, mom, guests are coming to your house, come out soon. Little sister, put the embroidery work in your hand, and guests are coming to your house."

My sister-in-law's voice was high and bright, "My sister-in-law is a diligent person, and her craftsmanship is good. Her embroidery is beautiful and tight, and the work on the stove is even more amazing. When my sister-in-law comes back, she cooks the food at home. I will cook it, but my father and mother are not happy to eat it."

pink:"……"

She really didn't expect that her sister-in-law would actually recruit Feng Xiucai to the door.

During dinner last night, my sister-in-law told me about the benefits of Feng Xiucai, and that she would not be able to become an official, and she could get an imperial decree if she married him.

In this village, there is only Feng Xiucai, a scholar. Although everyone calls her Feng Xiucai, it is just a polite statement that he has not yet won the reputation of a scholar.

There are still 108,000 miles away from becoming an official.

Aunt Hua next door told Tao Hong privately that this Feng Xiucai had nothing else to do, but only one thing: studying is a money-consuming thing, and she needs to be mentally prepared.

When his wife was there, their family was supported by his wife, and even when they were pregnant, they had to go to the ground to work. Later, they died of dying from labor. Since then, the Feng family has been living a difficult life and only has a bright outside.

Even if there are no such problems, Taohong will not be able to marry him. She has already agreed to Brother Ping'an.

Taohong smiled, got up and walked out the door slowly, gently brushed her sister-in-law's arm, and said generously: "Young Master Feng, if you want to marry our family, I will explain it to you first. I am not happy. If not, then I am self-indulgent, please forgive me."

Feng Tai was stunned, his expression suddenly looked a little ugly.

This was not the first time he saw Taohong. When Taohong entered the village that day, she saw that none of the girls in the village had thin eyebrows and thin eyes, white skin, and a faint fragrance. Since he wanted to marry a wife, he certainly wanted to marry someone who would like her. Unexpectedly, they were unhappy.

Feng Tai didn't say anything on his face, he was quite kind, but as soon as he went out, his face was sunk and his chest was depressed.

Taohong's sister-in-law was also so angry that her stomach hurt. Taohong's parents sighed and became more and more worried. It seemed that the girl had given up and wanted to be kind to the prince whom she said, but it was not easy to offend Mr. Feng. Mr. Feng was a scholar and went out to gossip, but she didn't know what to arrange for their girls outside.

Sure enough, on the second day, there was a rumor in the village that she was arrogant and wanted to climb golden branches. Maybe it was because of this that she was driven out by others. Otherwise, if she did a good job in a wealthy family, why didn't she do it?

All the sayings are very unpleasant.
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