Snowflakes are fluttering, withered grass is covered, forest paths are covered with white snow, and the whole world is as holy as it was in the beginning. The sound of horse hooves came from far away, leaving black dots on the ground. Although the horse hoof prints destroy the beauty, they make this quiet world seem alive.
The person on the horse has a white gauze covering her face, wearing a red cloak, and a sword hidden at her waist. Although her whole face cannot be seen clearly, it can be seen that she is a beautiful woman. The appearance of the woman also makes this quiet road as underworld. The world is brought to life. The woman swayed with the horse, like a rose swaying in the wind in spring. Standing among a crowd of wildflowers and grasses.
Suddenly, there was a rustle in the woods, and soon four masked men in black appeared in front of the woman, blocking the way.
The woman slowly raised her head and looked at the man in black blocking the road, her lips slightly parted, "He is not willing to let me go after all."
The leader raised the knife in his hand and said, "The master said that he only trusted the dead and couldn't help it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the four men in black flew towards the woman on the horse.
The woman leaned back to avoid the knife that struck her neck. Then she twisted her waist, spun her body quickly, and fell from the horse, narrowly avoiding the killing moves of the other three.
The horse was frightened and trotted out of the encirclement. The bell on its neck made a sweet ringing sound, like the sound of a suona in a mourning hall.
"It's not that you have forgotten your old love and betrayed you, but it's hard to burn a candle to change your heart." A drop of clear tears fell down, wetting the white veil.
The hidden sword was unsheathed, and his pretty eyes were filled with murderous intent, "It has been a long time since the sword was stained with blood. I'm sorry for all the hard work."
With a beautiful sword move, the sword in the woman's hand was weak but full of murderous intent. The four of them did not dare to take it lightly and were all on guard. The first person in the lead winked and the four of them attacked the woman with a tacit understanding.
The woman raised the sword in her hand and swung the sword away from the other person's hand. She lay down and stood on the ground with her legs spread apart. With her left hand as the palm, she hit the person's wrist. The person felt pain and hurriedly put away the knife.
Seeing this, the other two people increased the force of the knife. The woman was already on guard. She put one hand on the ground and swept her legs 360 degrees. The two were caught off guard, their legs were hit, and their bodies fell to one side. , the woman's red cloak floated up to cover the two people who had fallen, and the sword in her right hand followed. Suddenly a red line appeared on the necks of the two men in black. The red line became clear little by little, and finally turned into a blood line, and finally like this Blood flowed out like water. The two of them covered their wounds in disbelief. In the end, their bodies often fell down, with too much unwillingness in their eyes.
The original four people have now become two, and their strength has been reduced by half. The man in black, who had just vowed to do so, is now starting to feel frightened. Who can face it calmly when he thinks of the possibility of death.
The woman stood up, and a drop of blood slowly flowed from the sword body and dripped on the ground, which was particularly dazzling in the white snow.
The two of them looked at each other, neither daring to move forward. Seeing this, the woman slowly put away her sword and said, "Go back and tell your master that the world is very big and he and I will never see each other again."
The woman turned around and stretched out her hand, trying to catch the falling snowflakes, but the snowflakes fell on her hand and turned into a drop of water. The woman shook her head, her heart full of bitterness, "How can I catch something that doesn't belong to me?"
Seeing the woman turn around, the two men in black glanced at each other, and then threw the knives at the woman with a tacit understanding.
The woman's back seemed to have eyes. He turned around and slashed the two knives from both sides of his body against his clothes. The two knives were deeply embedded in the snow. The shaking handles looked like homeless people wandering around.
When the two of them saw that the blow missed, they ran away.
Looking at the fleeing figure, the woman sighed, "People's hearts are sinister, and there is no one worth trusting."
He kicked the knife on the ground hard with his right foot, and the knife flew out like a sharp arrow. One person was pierced through the chest by the flying knife, and finally fell to the ground unwillingly.
The woman then picked up another knife with her other kick and performed a beautiful roundhouse kick. The knife seemed to have eyes and accurately hit the last person. Due to inertia, the last man, with the sword in his body, ran a few steps before falling to the ground.
At this time the music started.
The cold wind coming from the north blows away those infatuated tears
How could I not care? It doesn't matter. How could I forget the feeling of being loved by you?
I just want to get myself drunk after drinking a glass of wine. Why is it so painful and tiring?
Why does it hurt my heart? The plum blossoms bloom in the harsh winter.
I also shed tears for my infatuation, and my dreams were ruthlessly shattered little by little.
Meng Poqiao reincarnations, will you still remember who I am?
Raising a glass to relieve my sorrow, cutting off the water with a knife, but I still feel the feeling of being loved by you
Is falling in love with you wrong or right? Bitter coffee without sugar
Without you, I am like a broken-winged bird flying in the wind. No one will ever dry my tears again.
Use your love to comfort me when I cry. I love you so deeply that my heart is drunk.
The acacia red beans have a bitter taste. Your love destroys my fortress.
Just to show you my beauty. My beloved, do you remember who I am?
The beautiful girl, the voluptuous rose, is withering and decadent.
I have a home and I can’t return. I have never thought about not regretting falling in love with you.
The taste of giving true love. In this life, I am just your beauty.
When the song ended and everyone dispersed, there was only a "click" sound, followed by cheers from a group of people.
Looking for the voice, I saw a fat middle-aged man, who then said, "Now I announce that all scenes and filming are over, and the crew will go home for the New Year holiday."
"Oh oh oh, it's finally over,"
The woman took off her veil, revealing a pure and charming face. A group of dragon and tiger warriors quickly ran over and helped the woman untie the wire rope from her body.
An old man came over with a kind face and a smile on his face, "Second Miss, you did a great job, especially the action of jumping off the horse."
The woman stuck out her tongue playfully, "Uncle Zhang, I can't compare to someone as professional as you. I'm just making a small fuss."
Well, after writing this, everyone should be able to guess the identity of this woman. Naturally, she is Zhang Jingjun, the third daughter-in-law of Wang Busheng, and this person called Fu Bo is an official of the British government.
"Ms. Zhang, you have performed so well without any martial arts foundation. Some professionals can't perform as well as you." A dragon and tiger martial artist praised, "I have also worked with other actors, many actresses I always choose to use a double in my fight scenes."
"Thank you, Master, for the compliment. You have worked hard." After saying that, Zhang Jingjun took out a few red envelopes from her sleeves and said, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I will give you a red envelope and wish you all success in your work and fortune next year."
"Thank you, Miss Zhang, thank you, Miss Zhang."
Everyone thanked him one after another.
Changing out of her costume, Zhang Jingjun wears a gorgeous gold-embroidered satin jacket, a gold-colored skirt on the lower body, and a pair of high-top cotton shoes with peony patterns embroidered on her feet. Her outstanding appearance makes Zhang Jingjun the center of attention at any time and place, even the beautiful scenery of the snow-covered mountains behind her is inferior.
A handsome man wearing a white robe embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns came out, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.
"Jingjun, it's cold, let's have a cup of tea."
Zhang Jingjun hesitated for a moment and finally answered, "Thank you, Brother Liang."
The person who came was none other than Liang Chaoxian, who was rated by many women as the most handsome man in the Ming Empire.
A snowflake fell on Zhang Jingjun's shoulder. Liang Chaoxian wanted to help her take a picture, but he held back. "Jingjun, your acting skills have improved a lot. You are very hopeful to win the Best Actress at the Bangzi Film Festival next year."
Holding the tea cup in both hands, Zhang Jingjun was not too happy, "Maybe,"
"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, what are Jingjun's plans?" Without waiting for Zhang Jingjun to answer, Liang Chaoxian continued, "My father and mother have long wanted to meet you, Jingjun."
How could Zhang Jingjun not understand Liang Chaoxian's feelings? This was not the first time Liang Chaoxian expressed his feelings.
Liang Chaoxian is an old man in the entertainment industry. He once supported Zhang Jingjun. He has a good face and excellent character. However, the best person is not necessarily the most suitable person.
Zhang Jingjun slowly shook his head and said, "Next time."
The result has been known for a long time, but before knowing the answer, everyone always wants to try hard once, even if they know that hard work may not be effective.
He quickly put away his disappointed expression and said, "Well, next time you have a chance, remember to take me to say hello to my uncle and aunt."
Feeling a little bitter in her heart, Zhang Jingjun nodded without explaining, "Thank you, Brother Liang, I will do it."
The stove in the car was burning hot. Zhang Jingjun took out her mobile phone with a smile on her face, "Isn't the snow scene at home beautiful?"
Not long after, the text message in my hand sounded, "The beautiful snow scene at home cannot be more beautiful than your eyes. The reflection in your beautiful eyes is the love we miss."
Holding the phone in her arms happily, as if holding him, Zhang Jingjun slowly closed her eyes. The long eyelashes are like periods of lovesickness, equal distance from him.
After replying to the text message, Wang Busheng put away his cell phone, holding a shovel and broom in his hand, cleaning the one-third acre of land in Dongshi.
It snowed heavily in the past few days, and today is warm and sunny, and the roads are muddy. In order to improve the status of Jinyiwei in the hearts of the people, Wang Bushui of the Hundred Households of Dongshi Baihusuo personally ordered that all the captains of Dongshi Baihusuo put down their swords and picked up their swords. Shovel, take to the streets to clean the streets for the people of Dongshi Baihu Station on a voluntary basis.
He piled a shovel of snow on the snowdrift. Black Dog put down the shovel in his hand and rubbed his sore waist. "Sir, no, Master Baihu, I'm too tired. Let's have a cup of tea in this teahouse and take a rest." ".
"Have a rest again. Black Dog fed the eight meat buns to the dog in the morning. He has lost his strength so quickly."
"Haha, sir, you just fed the dog." The white cat laughed and complained.
"Sir, it's no wonder Hei Gou. That day Hei Gou ate six large bowls of egg fried rice and ended up in the bathhouse. He had no energy in less than three minutes. The girls were very happy. They said it was their first time to make money. Such an easy customer”.
"Go, go, Li Ergou, I was not feeling well that day, which affected my performance." Black Gou argued that he was not strong enough but could not admit it. This is a man's last dignity.
"You guys are just doing this, and I'm going to risk the whole world to fight for your right to rest. It's better for you guys to go take a bath in broad daylight."
"Sir, the price is cheaper during the day," Ge Xiao explained in a low voice.
"This is a matter of day and night. As members of the Ming Empire's imperial court, you are wandering around in unhealthy places. You say you are worthy of the country, worthy of the current emperor, worthy of the hundreds of people in Dongshi who support you and support you, and worthy of what I have given you. Is it a salary?"
Wang Busui was very disappointed with his subordinates who liked vulgar taste. He was promoted to Qianhu within one year and became the actual leader of Jinyiwei in three years. He thought it was impossible to rely on these people, so he had to lower his face and beg Li Bai. Although Li Yutang has a bad character, I heard that the cashier does his job.
"Sir, the boss behind the largest unhealthy place in the Ming Empire is the Holy Emperor. The Holy Emperor also supports the development of the entertainment industry, and the Ming Empire court also supports visiting brothels."
"Don't make excuses. Baihualou is to increase revenue for the imperial court. Shuangwaiwai Bathhouse pays taxes." It's shameful to make money like this without paying taxes. If Shuangwaiwai Bathhouse is in Dongshi Within the jurisdiction of the Baihu Office, Wang Busheng will definitely collect taxes. "For your health, please don't go to the Shuangwaiwai Bathhouse in the future."
When he thought about the clean money he had worked so hard to earn, and finally ended up in a dirty place like Shuangwaiwai Bathhouse, Wang Busheng felt that it was a bit unfair that he had spent all his brain cells to earn money.
"Sir, no, the girls there are also miserable and need our help." The five of them all stopped what they were doing and looked at Wang Budie with miserable expressions on their faces.
Unlike now, most of these women in ancient times would not choose this career if they were not forced by life.
Thinking about the pimples that appeared on the corner of his mouth yesterday, Wang Busheng sighed, why should men embarrass men, "Okay, once a month from now on."
Before Wang Busheng finished speaking, the expressions of the five people became even more miserable, as if they were delivering food and meeting their girlfriends in the old man's villa.
After all, they are all grown men, and once a month is really too much, so Wang Busheng can only compromise. "Okay, I'm afraid of you. Once a week, don't try to squeeze out tears. If anyone violates the rules, I will deduct his salary. If it is exceeded once, ten taels will be deducted. If it is exceeded twice, twenty taels will be deducted." .
"Only once a week, how can I bear it?" Black Dog found it difficult to accept Wang Busheng's request.
"It's a little missing," the white cat nodded in agreement.
"I heard that the Japanese pirates have produced a kind of dummy. It's made of silicone and has temperature. Why don't you ask someone to buy one?" Li Ergou suggested.
"I heard that stuff is quite expensive."
"It doesn't matter, we can buy it together"',
Wang Bu Shou trembled and moved a little further away from the five people.
