Chapter 168: The Way Returns to His Body

Li Ling asked Han Yulin to entertain Hu Qian, and entered the house to open the letter that Brother Su Ren had given him.

Li Xiandi Taijian:

For my brother to return to Han, only because of family changes, there is no chance to send a letter, please forgive me!

I miss my brother in the air! Thank you for my brother's family peace. The virtuous brother has a good heart, and he is grateful for his brother!

A poem is written to express the feelings of longing:

The believers are safe, and the clouds of their hearts are gone.

Brothers are like mountains, and seeing words is like greetings.

The two participants looked at each other, and the jade toad was bright.

The sun and the moon are always together, and the brotherhood is long.

……

Li Ling looked at the familiar handwriting on the silk, and his eyes turned red. He walked into Han Yulin's room

Seeing that Hu Qian was eating, he asked, "Fuqu, how is your uncle living now?"

"The old house is enough for a few of them. ”

"Is there a garden?"

"Nope. ”

"Who does he live with?"

"Family Su Li. Next to him were five members of his brother's family. ”

"Have you ever seen someone named Su Yuan?"

"Nope!"

He walked out of the door and thought to himself, it turned out that it was true that the Han minister Shangguan was punished for plotting against him, and the rumors also said that Su Yuan was involved in it, and it was also true that his wife and children were beheaded. Thanks to Brother Ren's meritorious service to the Huns, it is true that he was only dismissed.

This is a fatal blow to him! This must not reach the ears of Mei Ga and the children!

After Hu Qian ate and left, Han Yulin closed the gate and rubbed wool thread in the yard. I felt uncomfortable having nothing to do, so I bought a few catties of good wool and helped the family knead the wool.

Li Ling came out and paced in the courtyard.

Since he came to the royal court station when he was planting crops, he has not returned to Jiankun, because it was not safe on the way, and he never sent anyone back for nothing. There's nothing big going on over there, and Big Brother won't send anyone here.

In the past few months, Wei Lu has not looked for any more trouble. Yu Yu works with Wei Lu, and he can be regarded as him

of eyeliner. He also came a few times, but he just came to chat with Han Yulin for a while and left. This Wei Lu doesn't look for trouble, but he feels that it is abnormal.

He was thinking when he heard a knock on the door and walked quickly into the house.

Han Yulin got up and opened the door, and when he saw that it was Wei Zi, he asked, "Why are you here?"

"I, my lord is sick, let me invite your lord over!" Weizi replied.

"Your master is sick, go and ask the shaman! What are you calling my master to do? He can't heal!" Han Yulin said angrily.

Wei Zi whispered to Han Yulin: "Uncle, I think he has a heart disease!"

"My lord is not a shaman who is sick with a heart!" he pondered for a while and said, "You go back and tell your lord that my lord can't go away with a fever!"

"Really?

"If you don't believe it, you can go inside and take a look!"

"No!" he was leaving.

"Wait!" Han Yulin went into the stove room and took two steamed buns and handed them to him, "Eat when you're hungry!"

"Uncle Xie!" he took the bun and went out.

Wei Zi came back and told Wei Lu: "Master General, the right colonel Wang has a fever and is lying on the couch. The family went to ask for a shaman. ”

Wei Lu asked, "Did you see him?"

I saw him lying with a silk handkerchief wrapped around his head, and the guards surnamed Han were feeding medicine. ”

"Didn't you say to ask the shaman to go?"

"yes. It was someone else who invited the shaman to go. He fed him water. ”

"Medicine or water?" he said sternly.

"Hey, feed the water. The water is white!" he was at a loss.

"What's in your hand?" Wei Lu looked at the steamed bun in his hand.

"I, I bought two in the shop, and I was hungry at night to eat, eat!"

Wei Lu angrily snatched the steamed bun from his hand and threw it in the courtyard into the house.

Wei Zi looked at the white-faced steamed bun that was rolling dirty, and tears couldn't help rolling out of his eyes. Seeing Wei Lu enter the house, he went up and picked it up, and returned to the broken house where he could only build a couch, and wiped the dirt on the bun with his sleeves, thinking that if he hadn't been afraid that Wei Lu would have hurt Abba and Aunt, he would have fled here a long time ago.

This cunning fellow! He was fine in the morning meeting, but why did he suddenly have a fever?

Since three months ago, Wei Lu scolded Li Ling in front of Da Dan Yu and all the princes at the morning meeting. Li Lingyu was only concerned with the matter of refugees, and only took the princes out to inspect, and after Wei Lu was slapped in the face, he was always resentful.

Now when Da Dan encounters an incident, he rarely consults with him first. He always muttered in his heart, because he knew what he was doing, and he was always worried about the incident in the east window. Besides, he has offended a lot of tribal princes from all over the world, and many people want to beat him, but they are afraid of his power.

After all, if you lose power, you will become the target of public criticism...... After thinking about it, Li Ling is still a good person, indifferent to fame and fortune. I have to find a way to communicate with him, so that he can say a good word for himself in front of Da Danyu.

In the name of being sick, he asked Weizi to invite him to his home for a while, and admitted his mistake with a wine treat, but who knew that he had touched a nail...... I'm going to see if he's really sick or fake!" He immediately packed up his house and asked Weizi to lead the horse.

After Weizi left, Li Ling instructed Wang Lizhong to go and ask the shaman quickly. I wrapped a towel around my head, asked Han Yulin to pour a basin of hot water, took a big woolen towel, put it in hot water and wet it and wrung it out. He lay down on the couch and covered himself with a quilt and put a towel on his forehead.

He knew that as soon as Wei Lu heard that he was sick, he must come to see if it was a real illness or a fake illness.

Wei Lu beat the horse and came to the gate of the palace of the right school, dismounted and tied the horse and knocked on the door. Han Yulin opened the door, and when he saw Wei Lu, he greeted loudly while saluting: "General Wei, why are you here!"

Wei Lu didn't say a word and went straight to Li Ling's room in the main house.

When Li Ling heard that Wei Lu had arrived, he immediately pretended to be unconscious and trembled. Wei Lu came in and saw this, and asked Han Yulin, who followed up: "Why don't you invite a shaman for the prince?"

"People have already gone to the conference!" Han Yulin only sat down a few times and put it at the door and said, "General, please sit here!

Wei Lu sat down and asked, "Your lord, you were fine in the morning, why are you sick?"

Han Yulin said helplessly: "Don't hide it from the general, my lord's illness is an old disease." In the summer, if the meal is not suitable, the disease will be committed. No, today at noon, he has to eat cold noodles, and this meal will collapse, and he will be sick and old!"

Hearing these words, Wei Lu thought, no wonder this person is not motivated, it is because he has this kind of disease. I'll have to wait, though, to beware of him faking his illness. He sat silently. If he doesn't leave, Han Yulin can't urge him to go. He sat silently with him.

For a long time, Li Ling couldn't hear the sound, and shouted: "Ah!"

Han Yulin hurriedly ran to him. He opened his eyes. He touched his head and said, "Lord, be patient, the shaman will arrive in a while!"

Han Yulin said to Wei Lu: "General Wei, my prince wants to pee, please avoid it!"

Wei Lu knew that this swing was contagious. He was afraid of contagion, so he pulled a few people to sit down in the courtyard.

Han Yulin pointed outside and looked at Li Ling and smiled, Li Ling whispered: "It seems that you have to pretend!"

"It's cunning!"

"I'm so uncomfortable! Why hasn't the shaman come yet!" he shouted and looked at Han Yulin, and the two couldn't help but laugh secretly.