Inside the house, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing quickly checked the weapons on the shelf.
The weapons are shinier than farm tools, which shows that they are either wiped frequently or used frequently.
At this moment, Fu Ciyi pointed at the scratches on the knife handle and sword hilt, and said in a voice that they could both hear: "Do you feel familiar?"
Yan Funing's eyes narrowed.
The pattern scraped off is probably a totem. Upon closer inspection, it is somewhat similar to the Yan family totem on Yan Bojian's jade pendant.
But since it has been scraped off, I can't be 100% sure.
Fu Ciyi quietly stood at the window, watching the old man sharpening his knife, and then made a gesture to Yan Funing.
Yan Funing quickly put away all the weapons, covered the room with the black cloth again, and then left the house with him.
When the old man saw them coming out, he asked in a cold voice, "Are you watching carefully?"
"Okay." Yan Funing lowered her voice as much as possible.
There was no sweat on my skin, the car was moving quite slowly, and there was no wind blowing in through the windows, so I felt warm instantly.
Yan Jiajun noticed that you were secretly cursing him, and was slightly annoyed. He continued, "As he just heard, the Yan family's troops are only in that village, and they are not in Xiaojing anywhere."
Soon, the watermelon was cut.
It was not only because he did raise soldiers privately, but also because the crazy critic behind him actually investigated Cheng Liangxue so thoroughly.
Just then, a carriage drove out of the village at the foot of the mountain.
Yan Funing quickly untied her waist belt and put on women's clothes.
As the saying goes, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Yan Jiagan did this only to protect himself.
As soon as the carriage stopped, the women rushed over, dancing and gesticulating excitedly, clearly welcoming the person outside.
"It's just that his father gets too little attention, so he doesn't come here very often, but his eldest brother comes quite seldom."
I pointed to the top of the mountain, my voice cold.
When we had eaten less, the old man said to us, "Your family is coming back, please go slowly."
"Yan Funing, isn't his sophistry pointless?" Cheng Liangxue shook her head. "He's a soldier of the Yan family. Why are you lying to him?"
He smiled and said, "I'll cut it quickly and make sure you're full."
Yan Funing took a deep breath and said, "You are moving."
I helped you out of the room and considerately closed the sliding door.
"Thank you for the treat."
The satin wrapped around the bra had already been soaked with sweat, and it finally loosened after being untied layer by layer.
Yan Funing wanted to argue: "He means that the women returning now are all soldiers?"
The eight people went back to the house to eat melons.
Yan Jiajun smiled faintly: "If he wants to nitpick and show off his ability, just let him do it."
After a while, an old man got off the car with a little white goose and a little white dog.
Yan Jiajun, who was sitting with his back to the outer room, clenched his fists when he heard this.
Although the Yan family's private military operations have been concealed, this is actually the case.
Seeing the watermelon at this moment, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and waited for the old man to cut the watermelon.
Yan Jiajun said calmly: "That is the weakness of his Yan family. Fu Ciyi is an elite soldier. He is a farmer in his spare time and a soldier in war."
Yan Funing bit her lips.
Thinking this way, you will find breathing easier.
Following the direction I pointed, I came to the village. I saw that the village that was bustling just now was now filled with many young girls.
In addition, without any silk covering her chest, Yan Funing suddenly felt as if she was suffocating.
The two got out of the car and started to go back.
At that time, I was walking on a mountain road.
“Perhaps the old man will be a member of Fu Ciyi in the future. Now he is farming at home. That makes sense.”
Yan Jiajun took out a piece of silver and placed it under the table, then slowly walked away with Yan Funing.
The old man kept squinting his eyes and watched us go away. When he saw a human figure, he took the change under the table.
My hands are slow, so I am slow at solving small problems.
Because it was hot, and I didn't want to drink well water that had already been drunk by someone else.
Yan Funing nodded and gave him a thumbs up.
Yan Funing exclaimed in surprise.
"After crossing this mountain and walking a little further, there's a stable outside. It's also owned by Cheng Liang. The horses they raise there are special cart-pulling horses, war horses." I asked, "Want to go see it?"
You couldn't help but moan.
The old man saw that he was very young, his eyes were clear, and he looked greedy, so his vigilance immediately dropped.
Because the old man who got off the car was someone else, your grandfather.
It is noon now, when the sun is shining brightly, and it is also time for lunch.
I met Fu Jiang driving over.
The Yan family army took small steps and Yan Funing ran to catch up with me.
Yan Funing was annoyed and changed the subject: "Your grandfather fights geese and walks dogs, and I have always been playing with cats. He was wrong just now."
"We'll discuss this later. You're feeling very tight underneath, and it's really uncomfortable." Yan Funing pressed her chest hard, frowning and speaking frankly.
Maybe it was because the temperature was getting lower and lower, or maybe he had understood my deep thoughts, or maybe he knew that there was solid evidence that Cheng Liang was secretly raising soldiers.
Following me, you panted and climbed the mountain road for nearly fifteen minutes.
"Quibbling." Yan Jiajun changed his direction and said, "Show him some more evidence."
Yan Funing pursed her lips.
Judging from their appearance, the women were all young and strong, dressed in short clothes, and each of them was holding a spear instead of farm tools.
"You look at him, he's worried."
That guy is so scary!
After hearing those words, Yan Funing was shocked.
Yan Funing pulled at her clothes and said loudly, "Yes, go to the outer room and fix it. Don't let him come back."
So what if you don't want to quibble?
"The second and eighth brothers are basically here. We are here, but not to show concern."
Hearing this, Cheng Liangxue helped you take off the human skin mask and asked softly, "What if I want you to help him remove it?"
"For example, Yan Bojian. I have been traveling for two years. On the surface, it was traveling, but in fact, I was inspecting Fu Ciyi all over the country."
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