: The fragrance of wind

He Jianing is a pretty young man with beautiful eyebrows and a very flexible look. He was very calm when fighting and rarely spoke. In the battle to defend Aoshan City, his results were twelve, including five Tartars. He walked in the front and faced the crowds that kept coming, Smilingly shouted: "Get back!"

The result is obvious, and the crowd is still constantly surging forward.

The winger pulled He Jianing back and went into battle himself. He was completely different from He Jianing. He was a burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and thick hands and feet. If Zhang Zhun was not there, he would be the tallest one. He kept shouting in a loud voice: "Get back! Give back!"

As a result, the crowd was still surrounded by people.

Yuwen Hantao and Zhu Chengtai had to go forward, and they worked together, but it was still useless. There was no way. The four of them had to sternly hold the Hu Ben gun with a bayonet and shout loudly. With the help of the bayonet, the four of them tried their best to open a passage. Even so, the crowd behind them was still crowded upwards. Even Zhang Zhun had to admit that he would still have to bring more people around him when he attended such occasions in the future.

Fortunately, Yang Kaide, Yang Ruifeng and others also received the news at this time, coming from the other end and taking Zhang Zhun in. The group came to the front of the mansion, where Yang Yinghan was already waiting. Her expression was a little strange, a little shy, and a little looking forward. She was holding a tray with three wine glasses on it. Around them were relatives of the Yang family, men, women, young and old, and at least thirty or forty people. Several of Huang's nephews also started. They were the ones who made the most enthusiasm.

Zhang Zhun knew exactly what was going on. He came late, so he was ready to be punished! He bowed to the surroundings generously and said with a smile: "Sorry, sorry, I am late, so I consciously punished myself three glasses. Come and bring wine!"

Yang Yinghan brought the tray over.

Zhang Zhun did not hesitate and picked up the three wine glasses in turn and drank them all in one go.

"good!"

Everyone around applauded and cheered.

Zhang Zhun was so cheerful, it was as always!

Of course, some people feel that it is not satisfactory. The three wine glasses were obviously made by Yang Yinghan. They only had half a cup of wine. After three cups, Zhang Zhun had no reaction at all. If there were three large cups, Zhang Zhun might be knocked down. However, at this time, who dared to compete with Yang Yinghan for this job? What's your intention? Getting the adult drunk, what do you think? Are you a spy from the Liaodong Tartars? If you don't know the relationship between them, you must have come from another place, and wanting to be detrimental to the adult... arrested.

After saying hello to the relatives of the Yang family, Zhang Zhun kept bowing and greeting guests outside. He greeted all the way and walked into the house. Wherever he passed, it naturally caused a sensation around him. As a result, there was no need to ask. He was recognized by others, but he knew not many of them. But in terms of politeness, he still had to smile, as if he really knew the people in front of him. People who didn’t know the details really thought that Zhang Zhun had recognized him, and he felt very honored!

Zhang Zhun usually stays in the army, and even if he can see it during a mass meeting, he will take a quick glance. Most of the people present have only seen Zhang Zhun from a distance. Now, close contact, many people are deeply honored. Well, in the feudal period, the concept of hierarchy was still very deep. Zhang Zhun is now a legitimate commander, and maybe he will soon become a commander of the guard. Commander of the guard, what is that? This is a senior official of the third rank! How many opportunities can an ordinary military household see the guard commander up close?

Zhang Zhun shook his head and said with a smile: "No, it's not that delicate..."

I tried hard to slowly evacuate the image of White Snake in my mind. Unexpectedly, the image of White Snake was evacuated, and the image of Red Snake emerged again. White Snake and Red Snake have completely different personalities. I wonder if they would have two completely different postures during the wedding night? Well, Zhang Zhun admitted that he was quite curious. Which lewd man doesn't like such twin sisters? If they really have spiritual connections...

"Brother Yulin."

Suddenly, a sweet voice came, interrupting Zhang Zhun's reverie.

No need to look at it, it is naturally the girl Xue Ningying. But, a figure floated in from the door with a scent of fragrance. Zhang Zhun looked up and blinked involuntarily. What entered his eyes was a slim little beauty, and then a scent of fragrance. A green smoke shirt, a pleated skirt with flowers, mist and green grass, and a thin garland with green water, delicate and orderly curves, and a delicate and erect skin like orchids, charming and boneless. After not seeing her for a while, this little girl is becoming more and more attractive! She is so young, she is already so outstanding. When she grows up, she is probably comparable to Xue Zhidie!

"Come, sit here."

Zhang Zhun came to his senses and said with a smile.

Xue Ningying naturally would not be polite, so she came to the kang and sat cross-legged beside Yang Yinghan.

The little girl has carefully dressed up today. She has two strings of crystal green jade earrings hanging on her two small ears. She is wearing an emerald green jade necklace on her chest, which is just right together with the emerald green smoke shirt. It is not stunning, not exaggerated, not artificial, and looks particularly pleasing to the eye. It seems to have a faint smell of musk.
Chapter completed!