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Chapter 138: The Most Unbearable Beauty's Grace

Under the setting sun, Shi Jin led hundreds of cavalry to escort Cheng Wan'er all the way to the foot of Dulong Gang. Looking at the majestic scene that Tao Zongwang had completed in several months, Jiao Tingzhi said to Shi Jin in disbelief: "If I hadn't followed Shi Jin all the way,

Brother Jin, I thought we were arriving at Bianliang City at this time."

"This was all ordered by our brother Tao Zongwang, not to mention brother Jiao Ting. When Shi Jin first met him, he was shocked." Shi Jin also sighed.

On Dulong Gang, Zhu Biao and Hu Qing'e had been waiting for a long time. Shi Jin looked at the figures and led Jiao Ting forward on his horse. He turned over and dismounted not far in front of Zhu Biao, stepped forward quickly, and said with cupped hands: "Young Master, my little brother

I have found brother Jiao Ting for you."

Zhu Biao smiled brightly and joked towards Shi Jin: "You're such a good boy, Shi Dalang. Earlier, the brothers of the embroidery team sent back news that brother Jiao Ting clearly showed up to save Wan'er. How could it be you?"

Found it."

"It's all the same, it's all the same." Shi Jin smiled and said cleverly.

Zhu Biao did not make any further teasing. He only focused his eyes on Jiao Ting and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, brother Jiao Ting, for rescuing my sister. You have rare physical skills. Please condescend to me, Dulonggang."

Hearing this, Jiao Ting bowed to Zhu Biao and said, "I have been helpless for most of my life. I have been the most shameless in my life. Today, I can be valued by Lord Taishan. I have a hundred wishes in my heart. I dare to die if I don't do it."

.”

Looking at the honest man in front of him, Zhu Biao also sighed in his heart. Although this man has good kung fu, he is introverted. He wanders around in the world, getting into trouble everywhere. He wants to go to Liangshan but dare not.

, if he hadn’t met Li Kui in front of Dry Tree Mountain in the future, I don’t know if the mourning door god would take him in, or how long he would have been wandering around in the world.

Even though he later went to Liangshan, he was ranked at the end of the hundred and eight generals. During the expedition against Fang La, he followed Song Jiang to attack Runzhou. He was shot to death by arrows and trampled by his horse in the rebel army. It ended tragically. He became the first batch of soldiers in Liangshan.

The dead general.

This chance to save Cheng Wan'er at the foot of Bodong Mountain in Liangshan is not only Cheng Wan'er's blessing, but also the blessing of this honest man.

Zhu Biao helped Jiao Ting up and said, "Brother, how about you follow me as a personal follower for the time being? I will look for opportunities in the future and arrange a better position for you."

"I am blessed to be able to follow you. If anyone harms you in the future, please step over my body first." Jiao Ting hurriedly said, cupping his hands.

Zhu Biao didn't say much after hearing this. He just smiled and patted his arm. For a man like Jiao Ting, if you are willing to sell him even half a cent, he will repay you with your life.

Passing by Shi Jin and Jiao Ting, Zhu Biao slowly walked to the carriage in Shanggang, stood at the front of the carriage, lifted the curtain, and said softly to the woman inside: "Wan'er, we're home!"

This call made this gentle woman, who was holding the dagger tightly at the foot of Liangshan Mountain and forced herself to be calm all the way, her eyes reddened instantly, her tears falling like a broken bead curtain, but she could no longer care about it.

Without any etiquette, he threw himself into Zhu Biao's arms and cried out sadly.

"Brother, Wan'er is really afraid that she will never see you again; the elder brothers who protected Wan'er are all dead, and Wan'er feels sorry for them."

Zhu Biao was stunned by Cheng Wan'er's sudden move. He turned around and looked at Hu Qing'e behind him. When he saw Hu Qing'e looking at him with a smile on his face, he sighed bitterly and reached out to pat Cheng Wan'er's back.

Whispered.

"Those soldiers who protect you are loyal people. I will write a book to ask my uncle to treat their families well. In the future, on this hill, with me, your sister Qing'e, and the brothers of this hill, no one will protect you.

I don’t dare to bully you anymore.”

The speaker was intentional, and the listener was also intentional. When she heard the title "Sister Qing'e," Cheng Waner's pretty face was suddenly filled with blush. She quickly pulled out of Zhu Biao's arms, got off the carriage, and trotted to Hu Qing'e.

, said Nuonuo.

"Sister Qing'e, Wan'er didn't do it on purpose."

Hearing this, Hu Qing'e smiled brightly, stretched out a white plain hand, gently tapped Cheng Wan'er's smooth forehead, lowered her head and whispered in her ear: "Silly girl, sister looks forward to becoming a real family with you soon."

After hearing this, Cheng Wan'er looked at Hu Qing'e blankly, with surprise written all over her face. Hu Qing'e raised the corners of her mouth slightly and joked: "Sister Wan'er doesn't want to?"

Cheng Wan'er seemed to be in a dream, nodding and shaking her head in a daze, looking at Hu Qing'e with a pair of watery eyes, speechless.

When Hu Qing'e saw this, she didn't tease her, she just looked deeply in the direction of Zhu Biao, pulled Cheng Wan'er up, and walked into the gang.

The two women walked side by side, and Hu Qing'e whispered to Cheng Wan'er: "Sister Wan'er, there is no need to feel guilty. Sanlang is a person who does great things. Instead of taking advantage of the little goblin outside in the future, it is better to take advantage of you, a girl like me."

When Cheng Wan'er heard this, the pink color climbed onto her cheeks again. She turned her head and looked at Hu Qing'e's delicate profile. She remembered what her father said to her when she left Dongping Mansion, and thought to herself: Dad, sister Qing'e is a very good person.

My daughter doesn’t have to fight!

Not far behind the two girls, Shi Jin and Zhu Biao were also walking side by side. Shi Jin peeked at his young master's frown from time to time. He had followed his master to Dulong Gang when he was young and met the young master. Shi Jin

I have never seen my young master in such trouble.

There are 80,000 words in the world, but the word "love" is the most troublesome!

After a long moment of silence, Shi Jin raised his head and said to Zhu Biao with a lack of confidence: "Sir, in fact, Mrs. Cheng is also very good in terms of family background, appearance, and conduct."

Zhu Biao turned his head and glanced at Shi Jin meaningfully. A casual person like Shi Jin had such an idea. It can be seen that most people in Gangnei were happy to see the results at this time.

Zhu Biao didn't even need to think about it. As Dulonggang grew stronger, Wen Huanzhang, Xu Guanzhong and others must have long had the idea of ​​​​marrying with Cheng Wanli, the chief official of Dongping Palace, in order to completely tie them in.

On the chariot in Dulonggang.

Sanniang must have felt such an atmosphere, and it happened that Dong Ping kept harassing Cheng Wan'er. I don't know what uncle Cheng and his wife said in the letters, so that she was willing to share her husband with others and bring herself and Wan'er together.

Zhu Biao didn't know what Shi Jin had just said. However, since he was a child, Zhu Biao had always treated Cheng Wan'er as his younger sister and had never had any inappropriate thoughts.

It is most difficult for a hero to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman when he drinks the moon from a cup.

Zhu Biao sighed heavily and said to Shi Jin: "Da Lang, if Sister Jiaozhi agrees to let you marry again, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Shi Jin pondered for a moment, raised his head and said with bright eyes: "Shi Jin and the Young Master have different identities. There are some things that the Young Master will have to face sooner or later, regardless of whether the Young Master is willing to do so."
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