The petite wife in ancient Alpha

Chapter 19

"Don't tantalize yourself, just say it."

Tong Hu couldn't stand talking halfway, this time he didn't get used to Ling Zhi, he raised his chin and drilled hard on Ling Zhi's skull twice.

Ling Zhi was screamed by the sharpened chin, flinched and hid, and finally tilted his head and dodged into the blind spot of torture—the neck socket.

The color of the lips like hanging flowers squeezed into the corner of the eye, and the lips and teeth that depended on the underground well were wrapped with red lines, like falling flowers soaked in wine, and his face was completely drunk.

Ling Zhi wrinkled his lips and said "Get up", straightened his waist unnaturally, and said seriously: "Someone in Dongshi sent a storyteller nicknamed Wan Jiaxiao, called Master Jiu. He didn't wear a crown jade on weekdays. She doesn't wear Linlang on her waist, hides her true face, and wears rough clothes, but she holds a folding fan with a bamboo bone in the belly of a Buddha in her hand..."

"I'm not interested in folding fans, let's get to the point." Tong Hu snatched the white, tightened the reins and stopped the horse by the stream.

"The folding fan is the key point. It is said that literati steamed bamboo to make the fan bones, while noble families used ivory, but few people have seen military generals use fans." Ling Zhi patted Tong Hu's thigh, motioning to get off the horse and said slowly.

Tong Hu took a deep breath and dismounted lightly, put his hands under Ling Zhi's armpit and lifted him off the horse's back, urging him, "Hurry up and tell me what the folding fan has to do with Wu Wang and Song An."

"What's the rush?" Ling Zhi landed on his feet and wandered along the stream, "General Suan Ni made a triumphant return from Lian Shanping, and when he entered the city, under his red cloak, this folding fan with bamboo bones from the Buddha's belly was attached to the back of his waist, with fan nails The lower half inch was soaked in blood, which I saw with my own eyes when I was young."

"Are you saying that General Lian is just telling stories on the street? Talking about the trivialities of the two sesame mung bean officials?" Tong Hu was completely speechless, and even felt that Ling Zhi was making something up.

"What are you thinking about!" Ling Zhi was so teased by Tong Hu that he bent over, "If you think about it carefully, what did General Lian ask for from the Holy One after he swallowed Dongzi Kingdom?"

If it were anything else, Tong Hu would definitely not be able to answer.But that year, General Suanni Lian Shanping, with his illustrious military achievements, won the title of "King of Peace" from the emperor for Mu Yan, causing a sensation in the entire Ji Kingdom.

Mu Ling has lived in the capital city for a long time, so it makes sense to have leisure and boredom on weekdays, and even if he stepped on someone's tail, no one would dare to touch Mu Ling.

Although Lian Shanping was a first-rank military official, in fact, he had to be given enough face by being a first-rank Beijing official.

Just because he has never failed in the Southern Expedition and the Northern Expedition, he is low-key and does not engage in party formation for personal gain, and he has a firm stand above the court. In addition, he has never married and has no children in his life. The emperor has no fear of him and naturally regards him as his own.

To offend Mu Ying is to offend Lian Shanping, and to offend Lian Shanping is to beat a dog without looking at the master, a death penalty against Longlin.

Ling Zhi waited for a long time, but Tong Hu didn't give him a chance to show off. He clicked his tongue and said unwillingly, "Why don't you ask me?"

Hearing this, Tong Hu cooperated helplessly: "So Master Jiu is Anxian Wang Muxuan?"

"That's right! It's Mu Yan who smokes from the ancestral grave and is as famous as the phoenix flying up the branches." Ling Zhi went off topic while talking, and his tone was quite envious, "From a little-known Jinshi to a The only king with a foreign surname in Ji Kingdom, it can be seen that the destination is to find someone as powerful and affectionate as General Lian."

Stealing Ling Zhitang's appearance, Tong Hu said strangely, "There are as many people who want to be the general's wife as the crucian carp crossing the river. Even if you have three points of beauty, you may not be able to squeeze on the single-plank bridge."

When turning around, Tong Hu lowered his face.

He didn't even have Shanping's ability to gallop the battlefield and use soldiers like a god, and he couldn't make military achievements to ask for rewards from the emperor, but he knew what to leave for Ling Zhi before he died. Even Shanping and Ling Zhi didn't know who he was, so he could compare with him?

Angrily holding the rein with one hand, Tong Hu stepped on the stirrup and jumped onto the horse's back with his long legs.

"No, Brother Huzi, why are you going?" Ling Zhi had an ominous premonition, and hurriedly stepped forward to hand Tong Hu his hand.

Tong Hu stared nonchalantly at Ling Zhi for two seconds, avoided the hand under his eyelids that was too lofty, put his legs between the horse's belly and shouted, "Drive——"

Mashoe Juechen, Ling Zhi was stunned for a moment and ran to chase, pulling his neck while running and shouting: "Tong Hu! If you dare to leave me alone, I will tell Uncle Tong to kick my ass/ass!!"

The birds were shaken by the sound waves, and the mighty echoes rushed towards the thin skin like a cicada's wings layer by layer, Ling Zhi's embarrassing face was ashamed, but he didn't let go of his feet.

He doesn't think about the bitter trick of being weak and falling at all. He is usually clever to show weakness and take advantage of it, but he can't bow his head when it comes to quarrels. Why should he be weak if he is a man?

He must be strong!Stronger than anyone else!

With his legs accumulating strength again and again, Ling Zhi ran so fast that his heart rate soared and his voice smoked, yelling in a broken voice: "What kind of evil wind are you fucking smoking, the horse belongs to our six doors!"

Tong Hu seemed to turn a deaf ear to Ling Zhi, but in fact the red-maned horse was suppressed by the strong alpha pheromone, and he could hear the gradually shortening distance behind him, not to mention that the two bowls of old hen soup in the morning were not for nothing.

Seeing the flattery/ass close at hand, Ling Zhi soared into the air on his toes, and sat on the horse's back vigorously.

The red-maned horse was suddenly heavy, with its hooves raised high, Ling Zhi's life was more important than reconciliation, his arms wrapped tightly around Tong Hu's waist, and his small fleshy face was squeezed out of shape by his back.

The horse neighed, Ling Zhi brokenly muttered "quickly subdue it", Tong Hu was upset, feeling that his anger made a joke.

He was tired, just like he got the medical records of the early stage of cancer. His family didn't know that he was terminally ill, and they thought he was poor and worthless.

It is also impossible for him to guard Ling Zhi all the time, and he will die someday. If Ling Zhi wants to find the general, he can look for him. If he becomes a prince in the future, he may be able to take care of his father for him.

Pressing down on the horse with his head up, Tong Hu broke off the shackles on his waist, and Shen Mou jumped off the horse's back, "The horse from the six doors, return it to you."

"It's not Brother Huzi, what do you mean?" Ling Zhi was depressed by Tong Hu's inexplicable tantrum, "Did I offend you, and you just throw face at me."

"Hurry up and find a general who can protect you, so that I won't be caught off guard when my body is examined one day." Tong Hu went straight to the village without looking back.

Suddenly, Feng Wu's words "The sun and the moon will turn upside down, and the lotus will perish in the next day", Ling Zhi forgot to hold the rein for a moment, and was almost shaken off the horse's back by the hooves, his black eyes were wet, and he sucked his nose Grabbing the reins, he rode the horse down the mountain alone.

The unexited roar echoed in my heart, more urgent and longer than the echo in the mountains.

He said, "I'm not going to do an autopsy on your body."

After noon, the sun shines through the lush branches and leaves of the ancient banyan tree, and scattered spots of light sprinkle on the shadows on the ground.

Ling Zhi sat under the banyan tree for a long time, Zhao Wanli asked him to examine the dog's corpse, and Shi Yuan asked him to eat, but he shook his head and refused.

There are countless corpses that have been touched back and forth over the years. Ling Zhi never thought that one day he would touch the people around him. Tong Hu's words were like a stone hammer hammered on his chest. A fear of extreme pain rushed to his limbs with lightning speed. Baike.

His sense of justice is not strong enough to face the unbearable weight. It’s not that he can’t eat without being six doors away. He can also set up a stall on the street and sell small items to make a living. He dare not touch the cool Tong Hu... …

Before the tears fell, Ling Zhi buried his face in his knees, Feng Ling swallowed the slight sobs, and his fingertips to his heart were cold.

At the same time, Zhao Wanli acted like a big brother, and sat on the threshold of Li Yin's house to wait for Tong Hu. In his eyes, the two were undoubtedly childhood sweethearts. The two can be said to be a match made in heaven.

As for the reason for the unhappiness, it is difficult for him, an upright official, to break up housework, but as a family member, he persuades peace and does not persuade him to leave.

After a long while and a long while, he finally arrived at Tong Hu, who was walking "injured steps". Zhao Wanli immediately got up and brushed off the dust behind his buttocks, and went forward, "You guys quarreled? It's no use waiting for you for lunch. Isn't that , the dog is still thrown in the yard."

It's true that Ling Zhi didn't have lunch, but when Tong Hu was still so angry that he couldn't swallow his meal, he didn't know.

Following the direction of Zhao Wanli's chin, Tong Hu's eyes jumped over the low wall and landed on the dog's tail not covered by the straw mat in the courtyard, and said in a low voice, "I'll go find him."

"Success, then go!" Seeing that Tong Hu's expression was not bright, Zhao Wanli added emphatically, "He might be wiping his tears under the big tree right now, so don't yell at him. "

Before he finished speaking, Tong Hu had already walked more than ten meters away, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared. Zhao Wanli grinned his stubble-covered lips in relief, and he was tired of saying the word envy.

Under the ancient banyan tree, Ling Zhi's broken hair was against the warm light, and he curled up into a small ball, like a soft and glutinous hamster. Tong Hu stared at it obsessively, without any emotion.

Not sure exactly how he pissed off Ling Zhi, Tong Hu called him in a way that he thought was not offensive, "The dog's dead body will not be examined, so stay in the yard and wait for maggots to grow?"

The little fleshy face with pale pink folds raised up, Ling Zhi and Tong Hu looked at each other, their expressions were more serious than offering incense to their ancestors, "Take your words back, or I won't be a fast arrester."

"Okay, I'll take it." Tong Hu squatted down with an upright attitude, grabbed Ling Zhi's shoulders, and gently rubbed his flatulent belly with his palms, "My baby Zhi fart quickly, the dog is dead, and I will bury it in a while OK?"

Ling Zhi was at a loss for words, looked at Tong Hu with a mentally retarded look, and angrily shook off the hand that urged fart, "Do you have a bag on your head? Did I mean a dog?"

"If you say there is a bag, there is a bag." Tong Hu was not annoyed, Ling Zhi is not an omega, and it is understandable that he does not know how to respect alphas, so he secretly kissed his soft cheeks and continued to rub his belly vigorously.

As soon as the mouth made an inducing "puff puff puff" sound, Ling Zhi gushed out gas for four or five seconds in coordination, and his bulging belly deflated visibly with the naked eye.

Ling Zhi: "..."

The saliva on his face has not been wiped off, his breathing and limbs are still at the same time, he is not sure if there is a smell, and he has lost face in front of Tong Hu countless times in his life, but at this moment his head is so heavy that he can't lift it up.

The strength he persevered in... is gone...

Damn it!