(Literature m) Tang Yin dispatched his generals and the immediate army, leaving only Cheng Jin, Lotte, Ai Jia, A San A Si and Yi Gan Wenchen, and there were less than 5,000 personal soldiers and guards.

He didn't plan to stay in Jin'an, and he was going to leave for the south. One night before he left, he deliberately found Lingshuang, hoping that she would stay. Hearing Tang Yin's meaning, Ling Shuang immediately shook her head and opposed it, making it clear that Tang Yin would go where she wanted to go.

Normally Lingshuang sings against himself, but now is not the time. Tang Yin said positively: "Going south is chaotic, and every place is at war. In case you have three strengths and two weaknesses, how can I explain to the Yu country?"

If Lingshuang wasn't by her side and an accident happened, it was her own business, but now Lingshuang is with him, and once something goes wrong, Yuguo will keep this account on his head. Tang Yin is not afraid, but he does n’t want Make trouble for yourself for no reason.

Lingshuang laughed, holding Tang Yin, and suddenly realized, "Oh, my husband is not worried about your safety, but I'm worried that he will cause you trouble! Although my husband is at ease, he is not a weak woman who has no chicken power. When the husband can protect himself, he also has a way to protect himself. "

Now as soon as Ling Shuang calls her husband, Tang Yin has a headache, which is either a sign that she is acting or that she is going to oppose herself.

Tang Yin met her eyes, and she could n’t understand the woman ’s mind. She could n’t stop having Jin'an who was safe and peaceful. She had to go to the southern battlefield with her face. She was too confident in herself or thought she was too long. Is it?

Looking at the stubborn expression on her face, Tang Yin smirked and said ruthlessly: "Anyway, but I have to remind you, don't bother me, otherwise, I will tie you back to Jin'an even if I am tied ! "

Ling Shuang said with a smile, "No."

Tang Yin said nothing, waved a hand sternly, signaled that she could go.

The next day, Tang Yin left, leaving Jin'an, and went deeper into the heart of Surabaya.

Because the direct army was one step ahead, when Tang Yin's team moved south, they did not encounter Mo Jun, and the villages and towns they passed by were all wreckage after fierce fighting. From hundreds to thousands, Mo Jun's corpses were chaotically piled up outside the villages and towns. On the treetops, rows of Mo Jun's corpses that were hanged from time to time were often seen in the villages. The hutongs and alleys are all empty, and the ground and walls can still see blood stains covered with loess.

Going all the way, watching all the way, and listening to the good news from all the people, Tang Yin was very satisfied with the performance of the generals. In just one day, he has successively won three towns and captured more villages. It is called Lien Chan Lien Jie.

That night, Tang Yin and his party went to Guangping Town.

Guangping Town was conquered by Wu Ying's direct army at noon today. The fighting was not large. More than 1,000 defenders in the town were wiped out. Now the town has returned to peace. Like other places, Mo Jun's body was piled up. Outside the town, in order to avoid trouble, Mo Jun, who was captive and refused to surrender, was hanged at the town entrance. Wuying led the brigade and passed, leaving only a hundred wind troops to clear the battlefield, take care of the wounded, and register door to door, counting the residents of the town.

The commander of the left-behind army has heard the news that the king is going through the town. He kicked out a large household in the town early, vacated the house, and then brought his subordinates out to meet the town.

After seeing Tang Yin, the commander of the army hurried to kneel and salute. Tang Yin waved his hand, motioned him up, and then asked, "What's your name?"

"Back to the King, the villain's name is Qing Ran!"

"Well!" Tang Yin nodded and said, "My king is going to stay in this town tonight, can there be a place to stay?"

"Yes! The villains are ready." The captain of the army hurriedly replied: "The house is the largest in the town, and the environment inside looks comfortable."

Tang Yin smiled and said, "Very good."

Leaded by the army commander, Tang Yin and his party came to the house in the town. As Captain Feng said, this house is nothing if placed inside the big city, but it is already the largest and most luxurious in Guangping Town. The house has a forecourt, atrium and backyard. Although small, it has all the internal organs.

Entering the house, she was so lonely that she could not see her personal shadow. Tang Yin asked curiously, "What about the people inside?"

The chief of the army hurriedly said, "For the safety of the king, the people inside have been driven out by villains."

"This is not good. The two countries are at war. You should not disturb the local people and find them all!" To the Mo war, Tang Yin left without finishing the fight. He did not want to give up every inch of land he occupied. The rule of the land, he is also prepared to treat the same as the wind, and only in this way can long-term peace and order.

The captain of the wind army was startled and said, "Everything is retrieved? Mo is cunning, in case it is against the king ..."

Tang Yinle said, "Mo Bingmo won't put his own king in his eyes. Is he still afraid of the grassroots in other villages?"

The captain of the Feng army did not dare to say more, turned around and ordered his soldiers, and invited all the house owners who had been driven away.

Tang Yin walked through the vestibule and entered the lobby of the main house. Looking at it, I feel that the owner of this house is quite tasteful. The book is full of aroma, and the furnishings and decorations are not luxurious, but they are just right. They are original, and there are many exquisite calligraphy and paintings on the wall. Although Tang Yin does not understand these, It can also be seen that the handwriting of Long Fei Feng Wu is very beautiful, and the lifelike picture scroll is rare. He looked around, and so did Ling Shuang, standing with his hands on his back and standing in front of calligraphy and painting, his eyes flashed with surprise and praise from time to time.

Rarely when Lingshuang showed admiration, Tang Yin secretly thought that these calligraphy and paintings should all be from the hands of famous artists. It seems that the owner of this house is also an extraordinary people.

They had just settled in the room, and their buttocks were not yet hot. The captain of the wind brought in a group of people from the outside, male and female, old and young. The head was a middle-aged person, and the two behind were a middle-aged person. Madam and a young girl, look at their clothes, they should all be servants, maids, and domestic servants.

"The villain Song Yinglun meets the king!" Between words, the middle-aged man bowed his head kneeling.

"You are the owner of this house?" Tang Yin glanced at him and asked with a smile.

"Yes." The middle-aged man named Song Yinglun promised.

"Let's get up!" Tang Yin stood up, while casually examining the calligraphy and painting on both sides, while pretending to be very professional, smiling: "These calligraphy and paintings collected by Mr. Song can be regarded as treasures, must be from the hands of famous artists?"

"Let the king laugh. These calligraphy and paintings are the masterpieces of villains and girls. How dare you call yourself a treasure?" Song Yinglun replied with a hand.

"You and Ling Qianjin?" Tang Yin raised an eyebrow.

Song Yinglun suddenly thought of something, busy sideways introduced to Tang Yin: "This is the young girl Song Ying."

"Song wins?" You must win? Tang Yin nodded and praised, "Well, good name."

Until then, he was looking at the wonderful young woman behind Song Yinglun. She was also sixteen or seven years old. She looked at her bun, she had not yet come out of the cabinet, she was slender, her face was not painted with rouge, and her soup was noodles, but she was more beautiful and refined.

The young girl felt that Tang Yin was weak in appearance, but she was very cold, just like now, although she was looking at Tang Yin, she had no expression, and her eyes showed the coldness that resisted people thousands of miles away.

"The king said that my father and daughter's calligraphy and painting are treasures. Presumably, the king is also a person who is proficient in calligraphy and painting?" The young girl looked soft and her voice was delicate, making people sound comfortable.

Tang Yin knows nothing about painting. Even writing is crooked, so that people can understand it, even if it is good. Which ones can be called proficient? However, the girl asked in public, how could Tang Yin be embarrassed to say no, he chuckled and said, "It's impossible to talk about mastery, just a little understanding!"

Qiu Zhen and others looked at each other, bowed their heads in unison, and laughed inwardly, the king dare to say!

"That being the case, I wonder if the king can give me a word that will make my Song family prosperous and feel the grace of the king?" Song Ying asked with a raised head.

She wasn't tall, she was even more petite in front of Tang Yin, only Tang Yin's collarbone was on the top of her head, but the aura was not small, and she had no fear in front of Tang Yin.

Tang Yin heard that his tongue was rolling and his eyes were long. He scolded himself for talking a lot in his heart. Now this little girl asked him to give words, and he would write a fart?

Seeing that the king would not come down from the stage, Cai Gui stood up and said, "Miss Song, the king is exhausted from the battle. He has been exhausted, and the gift of words can be found in the next generation!"

Cai Gui is not only a conspirator who surveyed the series, but also a talented man. If his calligraphy and painting are really sold on the market, some people will buy it.

But Song Ying didn't even look at him, she just stared at Tang Yin and said, "The civilian girl only needs the true story of the king!"

"but……"

"Okay, since the little girl insists on the true story of the king ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, the king is ugly." Seeing Song Ying's young age, her courage is not small, Tang Yin also likes it and wants to tease her. It really makes people prepare pen and ink to send a copy.

Without the help of Fengguo's guards, the subordinates of the Song family quickly took the four treasures of the study.

It's rare to see Tang Yin give a word, let alone the Song family curious, even the Minister of the Wind Country and Ling Shuang surrounded them, each with his feet raised, his neck stretched, and his eyes could not be seen.

I saw that before Tang Yin stood up vigorously at the table, she slowly pulled the cuffs, then shot like an electric power, grasped the writing brush, and fiercely burned it twice on the platform. Then, hey, on rice paper. Long Fei Feng Wu wrote four big characters: the wind is the best!

These four characters are really a dance of dragons and phoenixes. If Tang Yin had not read them out word by word, others might not really see what he wrote. Regarding such things as ghosts, even if we let today's Shuxian Shusheng look at it, we can't evaluate whether it is good or bad.

After Tang Yin finished writing, the surroundings were quiet. When he asked everyone how they were, people were awake from shock, and they opened their mouths with a big coincidence, praising: "Okay--"

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