The next day, Mongolia suddenly withdrew its troops without warning, although Guo Jing advocated taking the initiative to attack and chasing after him, but the defender Lu Wende was cowardly and resolutely did not agree to send troops to pursue, and a group of martial arts heroes and Great Song generals had to watch the Mongolian army withdraw safely. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Kublai Khan's death was kept secret by the Mongols, the intelligence ability of the beggars was not weak, and they soon discovered the news and knew that the Mongols withdrew their troops because of the sudden death of the commander of the army.

It's just that except for the people in the backyard of Guo's mansion that day, no one knows what happened, even if someone from the beggar gang came to inquire, Guo Jing and the others were silent.

After a few days, when the time came to September 24 of the third year of Li Zong Chunyou, Huang Rong gave birth smoothly and gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses, Guo Jing was ecstatic, he had discussed with Huang Rong before, if the fetus in her womb was a daughter, she would be named Guo Xiang, and her son would be Guo Poyu.

Another overjoyed one is Huang Yaoshi, but he prefers the girl, because he thinks the girl looks like his daughter, with big eyes and bones, and at first glance she is a smart and clever master, as for Guo Poyu, it is simply carved out of a mold with Guo Jing's stupid boy, although he is also tiger-headed, but he always feels a little stunned.

When the child was full moon, almost all the old friends from the rivers and lakes who had Guo Jing and Huang Rong came, one was to celebrate the Mongolian retreat and the siege of Xiangyang was lifted, and the other was to congratulate Guo Jing on giving birth to a son, and there were successors to the Guo family.

Guo Mansion held a feast, for three days, Guo Mansion was immersed in the sea of joy, Xiao Peng made a talisman for the two little guys as usual, and then after two days in Guo Mansion, Xiao Peng finally decided to say goodbye and leave, and returned to Xiaoyao Villa.

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Jiaxing South Lake.

Autumn goes to winter, the snow is beginning to stop, the world is vast, and it is covered in silver.

The willow trees on the embankment of the south lake seem to have become proud plum blossoms, the snow muscles and ice bones, the style is outstanding, the weather this winter is not too cold, but it can snow, but it is also extremely unexpected.

The lake did not freeze, and in the white expanse of the world, a touch of turquoise was added, and the cold north wind blew from time to time, rolling up a handful of light snow and sprinkling it into the sky.

In such a cold weather, people have been warming themselves at home by the stove, and the surrounding area is sparsely populated, so the painting boat on the South Lake looks particularly lonely.

There is a person sitting on the bow of the boat, wearing a moon-white robe, which is very incompatible with the season at this time, he holds the fishing rod in his hand, leisurely looking at the lake, his eyes are half-open and half-closed, as if he is half-asleep and half-awake, this is Xiao Peng is enjoying the elegance of "fishing alone in the cold river and snow".

The line fluttered in the wind from time to time, and the rod seemed to be loosely held by him, but it did not move, and gradually, his eyes slowly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he said with a smile: "Qing'er, take these fish back, your Uncle Condor has a good mouth again." ”

A girl with bright eyes and picturesque eyebrows, who looked like she was fourteen or fifteen years old, was quietly approaching the shore, stepping on the snow without a trace, approaching cautiously, hearing his words, she suddenly stopped in frustration, and replied dejectedly: "Oh, I know Daddy." ”

Jumping lightly, tapping on the surface of the lake with your toes, a distance of dozens of zhang in the blink of an eye, jumping on the painting boat, if you are seen by people in the martial arts, it must be a great shock, such a light skill, it is really hard to believe, and it appears on such a girl.

Xiao Peng turned his head, his warm eyes were full of smiles, and said: "Qing'er, your light skills are quite advanced, and I didn't realize your proximity until more than thirty zhang, which is indeed rare!"

Hearing this, Xiao Qing'er's frustrated little face suddenly turned cloudy and clear, and she chuckled: "Yes, Sister Bing'er and Yu'er Xiaojie also said that my light skills have improved a lot, hehe." ”

Xiao Peng handed her the fish and asked with a smile: "What are your mother, aunts and your brothers and sisters doing?"

Xiao Qing'er took the fish and checked it easily, and while looking inside, she said: "My mother, aunts and sisters-in-law are enjoying the snow in the backyard, the eldest brother went to find Gonggong Ke, and the brothers and sisters took their nephews and nieces to build snowmen and have a snowball fight. ”

"Hahahaha, this eagle brother, if you don't eat meat, you actually like to eat taro, this guy is still not a bird of prey!"

From this conversation, it can be heard that the people of Xiaoyao Villa are now extremely prosperous!

Sixteen years have passed since Xiao Peng cursed Kublai Khan to death, the willow trees on the embankment of the South Lake have become thicker, and the people around them have become older.

Soon after returning to Xiaoyao Villa from Xiangyang, Xiao Peng's five wives became pregnant one after another, and gave birth to six children for Xiao Peng in the following year.

Xiao Peng didn't bother to think of names one by one, the four daughters were named Bingqing Yujie, and the two sons were directly named Yushu Linfeng, cough cough, this guy is really ......

Just when Xiao Peng's children were two years old, Yang Guo and the four daughters finally achieved positive results, started a family, and married the four ladies of Xiaolongnu, Cheng Ying, Lu Wushuang and Wan Yanping.

One of Yang Guo's four ladies gave birth to a child for him, but he was three sons, a daughter, Xiaolongnu gave birth to a little daughter to him, and the others were all sons, four aunts, two uncles and three brothers spoiled a little sister, it can be imagined how lawless Yang Zihan, the daughter of Xiaolongnu, was.

In sixteen years, Xiao Peng finally promoted the Dao to the late stage of refining qi and transforming gods, and approached the practice of gods at high speed, and the purple qi from the east in the sea of knowledge was also close to saturation, condensing the three flowers on the top, gathering the five qi in the chest, and only one foot away.

And Xiao Peng's Jiuyang True Qi in the dantian is almost forming a "jelly" shape at this time, and now Xiao Peng is fighting against people, and he can basically ignore the consumption of True Qi, because he only needs to use a small amount of True Qi, and the power that erupts is equivalent to the full force of a first-class master.

At this point, he also basically understood the direction of his martial arts, that is, he continued to condense and compress his true qi, and finally condensed the martial arts golden pill, as for the next step, it was better to wait until the martial arts golden pill was condensed! The road had to be walked step by step, and the meal had to be eaten in one bite.

And Xiao Peng's wives, Dao Xing has finally made a breakthrough and entered the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, the mana has increased greatly, and the true qi of the sunflower has also skyrocketed, basically everyone has surpassed the undefeated in the east, after all, they have been cultivating for more than thirty years.

It is worth mentioning that Yang Guo's Jiuyang Divine Skill was finally practiced to the last moment three years ago, and Xiao Peng did not prepare a bag this time.

However, he also has other methods, that is, to surround him with his own women and Yang Guo's women, each with his true qi, and massage and squeeze the dozens of acupoints left around his body for him, this effect is even better than Qiankun's air bag, Yang Guo broke through the final level without accident, Jiuyang Dacheng.

In the past sixteen years, Xiaoyao Villa and Guo Jing and Huang Rong have still maintained contacts, Guo Xiang and Guo Poyu have gradually grown up, and every few years Guo Fu and the Wu brothers will bring them to Xiaoyao Villa, Guo Fu married Wu Xiuwen, Wu Dunru married Yeluqi's sister Yeluyan, as for Yeluqi, he got along with Lu Guanying and Cheng Yaojia's daughter (there is no in the original play, the author is a fictional character).

Xiao Qing'er turned the fish to see how many fish there were inside, "Wow, there are so many fish!"

Xiao Peng looked at her innocent appearance and said with a smile: "Go back to stew fish at night and eat, so that you can take a good look at Daddy's craftsmanship." ”

"Hee-hee, okay! Daddy hasn't cooked for a long time, and my mother always said that the gentleman cooks far away and won't let you cook, but how do they know that Daddy's craftsmanship is the best. ”

Xiao Qing'er is Yun Wanting's daughter, but she didn't learn the slightest elegance of Yun Wanting, but she is more similar to Xue Linglong, okay! Xue Linglong is a child king in Xiaoyao Villa, and a bunch of little ghosts can't be elegant or cold, and they are all taken by her to be eccentric.

When Xiao Qing'er said this, the tone of the conversation changed, and said: "By the way, Daddy, the elder sister and brother of the Guo family are here again, this time it seems that there is something urgent." ”

"Oh?" Xiao Peng's eyes flashed, if nothing else, it should be Mongolia moving again, hum, Brother Meng, your brother has already gone one step ahead of you, this time, it's your turn, "Then let's go and have a look!"

After Xiao Peng finished speaking, he didn't see him move, but the soles of his feet clicked on the deck of the painting boat, and the painting boat moved on its own, gently floating to the shore, Xiao Peng took his daughter's little hand and got off the painting boat and walked to the villa, behind him, the smooth snow, there was no trace.