A Lady’s Tranquility

Thanks to the injured things, there is really a vibration in Zhangzhou City.

Fortunately, there is not much person in the city gate at the time of the city. A few have seen the beginning and end, they are secretly sealed, and they don't dare to pass outside. It is a very small one to know with the style of the "Ning Second Girl".

Most of them are arrogant.

And after two days, there is a nose with a nose. In addition to the bright day, the flying leaves, picking the leaves, the words are said, and some people have vowed to say, this is the defeat of Tartar, a bad breath is difficult, is a special person to assassinate the boy In order to vent the heart.

"Do you want to say how is it? Although I am looking for us, I am still unwilling. Yan General martial arts, often in the army, it is a hard . They can't afford it, can not Is the young teacher adults? The imperial examination is a blossom, but how can a weak scribe? How can I resist the assassin? But the old man is blessing, long eyes, and the bias will not let him do something, and then I want to have it to be difficult! "

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In the tea shed under the city gate, several kinds of idle tea passengers said, it is simply sputum, and the people who are talking and listening to the gods.

Will Weak's Side?

Jiang Xue Ning sitting on the corner of the tea shed, only silently laughing.

When Tongzhou worships the heaven, Xie Ju'an Yuanyuan is also alive in the scene of Xiao Dingye's shoulder. To say what he is "Wen Shu Live", I am afraid that Xiao Dingai who has suffered hard, the first one jumped up to break the dog's head.

But in the end, this so-called "assassination" is what is done, she won't go out to explain, just pick the teapot next to it, add half of tea, and then see it.

She is in the street.

Originally just hanging out, Yudang City is so big place, always walking down the city gate. On the same day, I was almost the blacksmith shop she saw above the city gate, just next to it.

About Junchi, I have to be busy in the field of field, it seems to be a lot of business in the production of farm tools. It is quite busy in the shop.

The Master of the White Beard was frowning to the little apprentice under the bottom.

In a while, I pointed to the stove, and I pointed to the stove.

The blacksmith week is one of the few old blacksmiths in the city of Zhangzhou. After all, the town is not big, the people have a little need to come to him, but the people are far from knowing.

Just what is the name, everyone can't call it.

The only thing is that this person is aged, surnamed Zhou, so the province is called "Blacksmith Week", or honored a "Master".

The blacksmith shop is made of iron, and it is also a business, but the word "trust".

Where the plowing in him is, if you take it back, turn the soil, or cut the work, you can take it, you can take it. For so many years, I have never had a leak, calculated is the first thing to take into this line in Zhangzhou City.

So the blacksmith week is very good.

Traveling like a coffee table, will give them a tea water from time to time.

After all, the blacksmith pavement is hot, and the winter is sweating, and there is not much drinking.

But today's own guys gave them a few pots of tea, when the blacksmith Week did not help but fall to the girl sitting in the corner of the tea.

The snow white leaf skirt rolls rolls a circle of deep blue clouds, the outer cover is thin, a small layer of sakura crepes, not very eyebrows, the eye is blocked, and if you are, if you have a clear wave, it is better than the temple. Bodhisattva plated with golden body and looks better.

If he didn't remember the wrong, the girl is sitting over there?

To say, what is there? Sitting there is nothing to go to the blacksmith shop; it is nothing to say, these days afternoon, he can always see her furnace in the burning.

Only in general, she gone.

The next day, the afternoon, sometimes early, sometimes late.

Not only the blacksmith week, there are some young buddies and apprentices in the shop and the apprentices, but they only have a good look. They only dare to secretly sneak look at it. The private discussion, no one dares to get Tsep.

Today's sun, it is gradually oblique.

A few apricot trees planted next to the blacksmith shop have gone, and even a few sporadic, opened. On the white petals, it is stained with the twilight of the horizon.

There are fewer pedestrians in downtown.

Tea passengers laughing in the tea are almost the same.

The girl should have to go.

The blacksmith thoughtfully thought about it. After drinking tea, he took the sleeve to the arm and tied the arm. The shank was inserted into the red sword embryos, and the hammer was hit hard.

I have been smashed up until every place, I got it, and he stopped and wiped sweat and took a break.

As a result, I didn't think it was, I saw that the girl didn't know when I came to the bark of the blooming apricot tree.

The blacksmith week is not surprised, and it is clear that she is aware of this moment. "Northern Land is late, but the ironing worship is hot, this flower, the tree, the tree, the year, the year The year. "

Jiang Xianning is slightly smashed: "Is it?"

The blacksmith thought: "I see the girl seems to have a few days. I only look at the iron in the shop, and I don't come in, but what is wrong?"

Is it difficult?

Not countless.

She is just calming down and wants the reason that the reason is my thoughts. Every time I go here, I don't know that one is a afternoon.

Jiang Xianning shook his head: "I don't have any difficulty. Just come out, I will take this blacksmith shop, I'm always hot, and I'm hitting the sword. It seems that there is a few days. Not seen, no ginseng is too long. "

The blacksmith Zhou Dynasty saw the sword embryo and laughed.

He touched a barbus on the chin. He said that he was old, and he had a bit of a god, said: "Bailian steel, the mine is burn it once, it is pig iron. Burning red, thousands of hammers, to go to the impurities, can get it pure, and strong, blow and break the gold jade. Why to mention Baili steel is all in the early years, now I have smelted the iron pulp, all castings The device must be 'million forging'. Ten and a half months can become less. "

Bailian steel, thousands of forge.

Jiang Xiangning sight to the blacksmith after the high smelting iron furnace, turned around, only: "It is not easy."

Blacksmith has a smile: "What can this be easy?"

In the words, he also bent down and pulled it hard to pull the wind box, and the fire in the stove was a lot.

His head does not carry authentic: "If there is a three disasters, how can the sword are free?"

Jiang Xining looked up, lifted the eyes and looked up, only to the branches of the powder.

The blacksmith is busy, and it will be seen. If you like it, if you like it, you will pick a branch. "

Jiang Xue Ning did not move.

The blacksmith has a little bit of a person who has been in the eyes of the old age. He only said: "My little grandson daughter saw this apricot, and I have to fold it back to play, don't tighten. "

Jiang Xining is indeed a little apricot flower, listening to the blacksmith Week, and smiled, slightly, the feet, only picked only a little bit of a little longer than the palm, then head head Bending: "Thank you for the master."

Ten apricot flowers in the branches.

There are many already opened, and there are still some flowers that still contain flowers, and she is obsessed with her slender fingers.

Blacksmith Yemei opened his eyes and waved his hands: "When you can't do it, a flower will be broken."

When I said, I finished the first day, I referred to the day: "This day is late, the girl still doesn't go home? What can I get to go? Go home, sleep, second It's just fine. "

Jiang Xiangning smiled and smiled and didn't say.

When the time didn't be early, she also went back, and he went to the blacksmith.

The sun is falling, the street is empty.

Jiang Xining is far away.

The blacksmith Zhou took a while, I saw this girl, I didn't know when I was back, and the apricot is loose, and it seems to be a bit of peacefulness.

When Jiang Xining returned to the general government, he met a few horses from the side of the side door, splashing some smoke, but when a first ride seems to be seen, he actually in the house gate.

Yan Lin is sitting immediately.

He is a metaphthalmium, but when he looks at Jiang Xianning, the brow is slightly. It seems that there are many words to say, but he is not a young juvenile juvenile, which is silent.

These days come to her day to go out, and those who live in with the house are not taking each other. It is not to say that Yan Lin is in the big camp, and it is natural that it is even more opportunities to play a photo.

I am afraid that Yan Lin is also wounded.

Jiang Xian Ning seems to see his silence, and smiled and opened his mouth: "Do you want to go to the big camp?"

Yan is not a person.

What happened on that day, he didn't witness it, but he also knew it. Seeing that she is nothing more about at this moment, what is wrong, but it is not good.

I want to say half of it.

He feels that there is no use, only to her: "Ning Ning, I am standing here."

Jiang Xining was slightly, and after a moment, I laughed out, but didn't make his words as a joke, but seriously said: "Well."

Yan Lin is re-hitting.

The rest will keep up quickly.

The few horses quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

Jiang Xining was only in the government, but he only went to half, he saw a cold corridor, stopped half, and went forward in this corridor.

Sentrily courtyard, not a few people served.

She was in the hospital, stopping under the roof, just saw her in the mouth of the empty medicine in the house, suddenly stunned.

At this time, the door is still in the future.

Get the door from the door.

I am very intertwined from the stagnation of the sword book, and the people in the house have been toned, and they will be outside the window: "Don't come in?"

Jiang Xining heard his voice, knowing this is to say to himself, but said: "Can't, today just ask Zhou Wei's things, how is it."

Thanks to the windows: "No news."

Jiang Xining is lightly glaring, and the little bored in the bottom of the heart, said: "I will not be relieved in this person. I think about it. Leave him in Zhangzhou is a disaster. It is better to do it. Grasping people, led him to make it bad. When he will clear the white, it is the case. "

Xie is gently coughed: "You don't fear him,?"

Jiang Xining said: "What is the grievance of the wall? He is very good, not."

Xie wanship is to say: "The truth is going to do."

Jiang Xining nodded, and he was a while, and there was nothing else, turned around.

Xie Quan suddenly asked: "Is it come tomorrow?"

Jiang Xining was once again, and he looked at the branch apricots. He said: "Tomorrow will send Fang and Ren Zhi to leave Zhangzhou, some busy, change the day."

Xie Guohe said: "That will change the day."

Jiang Xining listened to his voice and unrequited, but this yard was not floating with a bit of bitterness of her herbs, and the tissue of the people was slightly smoking.

So I thought, and I remembered the day.

She slowly turned the apricot flower, said: "Or I will say it is good, I have no difference in the world. It is just the same as one of the world. Some people like one, if necessary, do everything possible People are together. People can also like someone, or they are afraid to just want the other party to see the heart, may not necessarily ask for a result. These two people, there is no high separate. Zhang Yunzhi, is the snow, dark room light It is the best of the boat. Even will change the 'once attributive', I don't want to listen to people to damage his words. Xie Juan, no longer mention him, is it good? "

The sword book is standing at the door, dare not.

The house is quiet.

Jiang Xian Ning did not see what the people would be there. After a long time, he had heard the low calm sound inside: "Well."

She can't tell why this moment is it.

Dedicated wind blows, flour flour.

Jiang Xianning raised his hand, before losing the departure, silently put this little bilingual flower, put on the window.

The sword book is not awkward.

After Jiang Xining, he took the paint plate of the medicine bowl and put it next to it. He took the b blection on the window. He returned to the house.

He rely on the hoft down the window.

Zhou Zhu Huang's medical skills are undoubted, and even the cultivation of the past, the wound has gradually healing, except that the face is pale, and it is not too big to look at the past.

The sword book is: "Fang Ning two girls put on the window."

Xie dangle reached out.

Xiao Bixinghua's broken stem still still still reserves fresh crease, the first blink white petals, in the Northern Land, which is near spring, in the early spring, has an extra more delicate and incredible.

Where is the apricot flowing so early?

At that moment, he watched the powder of this branch. I only felt that a heart seems to be on the same, there is a kind of life, but the lips are smiling, but I have added a little and deep. Peaceful mellow warmth.

The eyes are turning, and Xie Ju'an is looking away.

Sunset the sun, we were quiet.

The sword book did not dare to disturb, so half, wait for him to return to the eyes, only loudly: "Let's talk about it, let the knife piano to do?"

Xie nodded.

The sword book is going to retreat, just retreat, think of something, stop, there seems to have hesitation.

Xie Quanwen looks to him.

The sword book hesitated for a moment, asked: "Ning's second girl means, catching a living, getting up to prevent him. By ..."

Xie Qiao shou picks slightly, falling on that small blea, I have never lifted half points, and I don't care about what Zhaobai, only faintly: "Then catch a dead."