The old farmer's voice was choked, and he said movingly: "I saw the young man, and the old man finally had a thing on his mind, and finally lived up to General Gong's entrustment. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" said that, the old peasant got up tremblingly, slowly went out the door, and walked to the horse circle. Ling Feng trembled and walked out.

The old farmer pulled the reins, handed it to Ling Feng's hand, and said, "Young man, from now on, the white hoof will be handed over to you, remember to feed it well, remember to scrub it......" The old farmer's voice trembled, his eyes were already ruddy, and he couldn't spit out a word anymore.

Ling Feng knelt down on one knee, respectfully raised his hands, and said loudly: "Ling Feng thanks the old man for giving him the horse, Ling Feng will definitely cherish the horse, live up to General Gong's entrustment, and live up to the old man's concern." ”

"Okay, good ......," the old farmer nodded again and again, "Give the white hoof to the young man...... The old man can rest assured. ”

At this time, the white-hoofed black stretched out his head and rubbed in front of the old farmer's house, reluctantly, and screamed twice, as if saying goodbye. The old farmer gently stroked the mane of the horse and said, "White hoof, the young man is a child with achievements, if you follow him, you will definitely do something in the future, not for the fame of eternity, but for justice without regrets." ”

The white-hoofed black approached Ling Feng's side again, sniffed, two loud screams, and the four hooves took off into the air, and they wanted to jump up. Ling Feng said in a loud voice: "The white hoof is not surprised, Ling Feng still has something to ask the old man." Sure enough, the horse stopped chirping and stood quietly.

The old farmer nodded with satisfaction and said, "The young man is really amazing! With you taking care of the white hoof, the old man is relieved." ”

Ling Feng had to bow down and listen to the old farmer's teachings, not knowing how to speak. I listened to the old farmer said: "By the way, young man, the old man is almost sixty this year, he has experienced the cruelty of the battlefield, and he has also experienced ups and downs. But there is only one thing, and I still can't rest assured, I wonder if young people can listen to the old people?"

Ling Feng said respectfully: "Old man, what else do you want, you can say it, as long as Ling Feng can do it, he will definitely do his best." ”

The old farmer looked up at the vast sky. At this moment, although the sun has risen and the smoke has dissipated, the old farmer's eyes are moist, and his eyes are still lingering, just like the past, so far away, so confused.

The old farmer said slowly: "Back then, the old man was able to settle down in the camp, and it was all because of General Gong's great kindness. This kindness has always been unrequited, so he has to do his best to tamestinate the white hoof. But later, General Gong's youngest daughter entered the palace by turn, and they all said that as soon as they entered the palace, it was as deep as the sea, but the old man couldn't do anything, although he wanted to find out about the situation of Miss Gong's family, but there was no way. ”

The old farmer's expression was sad and full of worry, and his cheeks, which were originally old and wrinkled, were so radiant at this moment. Smelling the words of the old farmer, Ling Feng sighed with emotion. The old farmer was favored by others, and he read it for several years and took good care of this white hoof. Look at this white-hoofed black skeleton is strong and full of spirit, on the other hand, the old farmer is thin and hunched over.

Ling Feng couldn't help but respect the old peasant family in his heart, he said respectfully: "Old man, don't worry, you tell me, Miss Gong's maiden name, Ling Feng asked someone to go to the palace to inquire about her current situation, what news is there, Ling Feng will convey it to you." ”

"Oh no. The old farmer hurriedly said: "Young people don't have to be so troublesome, they don't need to convey to the old people, as long as the young people know that Miss Gong is doing well." ”

Ling Feng nodded, and the old farmer said: "The old man vaguely remembers that General Gong and the Ying Woman met in Woyunpo, where the mountains and clear waters, the smoke and waves are vast, and the green bamboos are verdant, so the name of Miss Gong's maiden is Qingzhu. ”

As soon as the old farmer's words came out, Ling Feng jumped up in shock, "Qingzhu?" Ling Feng's mind immediately appeared in the inn one time, Ling Feng smashed the medicine bowl in Qingzhu's hand, and at that time, he saw the seventeenth princess Zhao Yuting. Ling Feng muttered: "It turns out that she is Miss Gong Family, the daughter of General Gong and the Heroic Woman, Gong Qingzhu. ”

The old farmer asked in a trembling voice, "Why, young man, have you ever seen Miss Qingzhu in the rivers and lakes?"

"Hmm. That time, I went to an inn, and the Qingzhu girl came to me with a bowl of soup and medicine, and I accidentally broke the medicine bowl in her hand...... "So, Ling Feng briefly told the old farmer about meeting Zhao Yuting and Qingzhu in the inn.

At that time, Zhao Yuting rescued the unconscious Liu Xufei, and the medicine in Qingzhu's hand was also for Liu Xufei. Of course, at this moment, Ling Feng had forgotten about Liu Xufei, and he didn't remember the part about Liu Xufei, so the content of the lecture to the old farmer did not involve Liu Xufei.

Hearing this, the old farmer asked nervously and worriedly, "What, young man, do you mean...... Miss Gong is not in good health, and she still needs to take decoction?"

Ling Feng hurriedly explained: "Old man, you misunderstood, it was not the Qingzhu girl who took the decoction, but someone else. Moreover, you can also rest assured that the green bamboo girl is slim and heroic, and now that I think about it, it is really a dragon giving birth to a dragon and a phoenix giving birth to a phoenix. Ling Feng seemed to be able to see a bit of the appearance of a heroic woman from the Qingzhu girl. ”

"That's right. The old farmer rubbed his rough palms excitedly, and said continuously: "General Gong, you have a spirit in the sky, and you know that Miss Qingzhu is doing well, and you will definitely be able to rest in peace." Also, the Heroine used to be a powerful Megatron, and her chivalrous reputation spread far and wide, and with such an excellent daughter as Miss Qingzhu, the Heroine would also be pleased. ”

"Yes, yes. Ling Feng said: "Old man, the seventeenth princess treats Qingzhu girl like a sister, you can rest assured." ”

"That's good, Miss Gong is doing well, the white hoof is taken care of by young people, everything is too good. The old peasant's face bloomed, and although his countenance was full of vicissitudes and became even more ugly, and his eyes were gray and no longer spiritual, but at this moment the old peasant was so energetic and his eyes were so bright.

Ling Feng nodded and said secretly, "If I have the opportunity to meet Miss Qingzhu in the future, I must take good care of her on behalf of the old man." First, to comfort the souls of General Gong and the heroic heroines in heaven, and secondly, to repay General Gong's kindness to the people of Li who had suffered from the war. After all, back then, it was General Gong who gave up his wife and young daughter, went to the border, and fought against the enemy, so as to ensure the stability of the Li people and give them a safe place. ”

At this time, I saw the old farmer raise his cuffs and wipe his cheeks, collect his emotions, and said: "Young man, it's not too early, it will take some time to get to the nearby villages and towns, you should leave early, don't let the old man worry." ”

"Yes, old man, Ling Feng farewell, take care!" Ling Feng bowed respectfully again and again, and then, one turned over and got on horseback. As soon as Ling Feng pulled the reins, the white hoof crow screamed, and Ling Feng said loudly: "Old man, another day, Ling Feng will return to Kusheng Mountain." ”

"Take care, young man!" the old peasant quietly shed tears and choked up, but his voice was old and heart-wrenching.

"Drive!" Ling Feng kicked the horse's belly and rode away, only to see the dust rising and the horse's hooves bursting, leaving only the old farmer waving goodbye.

Kusheng Mountain, Ling Feng subdued the white hoof, this will surely become a good story. (To be continued.) )