Chapter 122: I Didn't See It
"I, I didn't!" Dongfang Li argued solemnly, "When I found out that she was poisoned, the toxin had already spread to her whole body, and it would be troublesome if she didn't deal with it." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Besides, I was completely in a hurry at that time, and I didn't think about it that much, so I didn't see what I should have seen!"
“!!!”
At this time, the expressions of the people in the usurper squad were completely sluggish.
What do you mean, I didn't think about it so much, so I should have seen it, but I didn't see it?
The silence in the room lasted for a few seconds, and only then did Shen Lanying break the deadlock under Sikong Yan's hint, "That, General Dongfang, tell us what happened to Luo Xing after she died?"
Hearing this, Dongfang Li changed quickly, sighed and said, "At that time, I just used local herbs to control the toxin, but the poison was not solved, and when we returned to Yanping Pass, her physical condition was already very poor, she had lost too much blood and was weak, and then the wound was infected again, so she was unconscious." ”
Dongfang Li said, looking at Shen Lanying, "After years of war in the local area, there is no Langzhong at all, let alone a medicinal herb for curing diseases. At that time, we were all in a hurry, and Commander Luo Haifeng had to send her back to the Central Plains in advance to heal, and hoped that the Holy Lord would not blame her. ”
When he said the last sentence, his eyes were clearly looking at Shen Lanying. In the past three months, the actions of the Luo family in the north have all been caused by Luo Xing's death, and none of them have been reported to Emperor Yonghui.
Princess Zhaoying is the most favored of Emperor Yonghui's children, and if she says a few words in Emperor Yonghui's ear, the situation will be much better.
Shen Lanying understood what Dongfang Li meant, and said with a smile: "According to what General Dongfang said, Luo Xingyan is the core of this big victory. Today, the Holy One has always been enlightened, how can he condemn the meritorious man?"
With Shen Lanying's words, Dongfang Li breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had taken a reassuring pill. As everyone knows, this girl who looks exactly like Princess Zhaoying is secretly sympathetic to the fate of the Luo family.
Previously, the Yong Dynasty and the Linghai Kingdom in the north had been living together peacefully, and the well water did not interfere with the river water for more than ten years. The Keluo family actually used troops against Linghai without the permission of Emperor Yonghui, breaking the peace that had been maintained for several years at once.
Before the emperor could speak, his courtiers started a war on their own initiative. Win or lose, it's impossible for a ruler not to have a grudge.
Perhaps with the character of Emperor Yonghui, he will always remember the kindness of the Luo family for several generations to the Yong Dynasty, and will not do anything to the Luo family. But, what about after that?
Once Emperor Yonghui's soul returns to Bliss, will the successor still keep the Luo family?
It's hard to say about other princes, but if the successor is Jiang Xu, then Sikong Yan will definitely not let the Luo family grow bigger, and he may find some opportunity to cut off the Luo family's wings.
Sneaking a glance at Sikong Yan's expression, and finding that he had a faint smile on his face and a calm look, Shen Lanying was even more sure that the fate of the Luo family would not be much better.
The more he smiled calmly, the more unlucky someone was going to be. It's an immutable rule.
Wang Yichen didn't think about it so much, and still thought about Dongfang Li's emotional problems very responsibly, "So, that's when you fell in love with Luo Xingyan at that time?" From the time you met in Yansha Pass to the time her injury worsened and she returned to the Central Plains to heal first, you have a month to get along with each other, and in such a short time, you are sure that you will be her for the rest of your life?"
Dongfang Li nodded, and quickly shook his head to deny his previous conclusion, "I can't say it either, perhaps, I liked her earlier, but everyone was busy with the war and didn't have time to take care of their own thoughts." That month, I was able to relax and take care of her, which gave me the opportunity to face up to this relationship. In fact, when I saw her figure in the encirclement of the enemy army at the Yansha Pass, I really panicked, and then I realized that in my heart, she has always been different...... Eh, Brother Yichen, what are you doing?"
Just now, Dongfang Li had been immersed in his emotions, and after finishing a paragraph by himself, he found that Wang Yichen had conjured up a pen and paper from somewhere, writing neatly in small letters at the speed of a printing press.
Sikong Yan's words give people the feeling of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, chic and elegant. However, Wang Yichen's writing is extremely neat and standardized, and the size and thickness are exactly the same, like a document spit out of the mouth of a printer.
"Write down what you just said. And then use this as the mother book to write a love letter for you. Wang Yichen wrote, and said as he should, "Dongfang, do you know that as long as you say the few words you just said, as long as you say them to Luo Xingyan as they are, the probability of success is definitely ninety percent." ”
"What, what?" Dongfang looked at Wang Yichen dumbfounded, "So sloppy?"
Wang Yichen glanced at him and said, "How can this be called sloppy." You have no experience in love, and neither do Luo Xingyan. And she was born in the Luo family, and she has never left the northern border much in her life, and her mind is definitely purer than yours. In this case, just think of what you want to say and say anything, you have to believe that true feelings are often the most moving. ”
"Besides, could it be that you want to write some graceful love poems? I can remind you, Luo Xingyan has never studied poetry, she has only read military books, maybe she can't understand what you write at all. ”
After everything that should be written was written, Wang Yichen picked up his new work, blew the ink that had not dried on it, and then solemnly gave Dongfang Li, saying: "This is the first time I have helped others write love letters, and you have earned it." Let's see what you think, and if there's anything that needs to be changed. ”
"Thank you......" Dongfang Li said, took the paper and read it, he was also a senior intellectual back then, although he was not as good as Sikong Yan and Wang Yichen, but at the age of nineteen, he won the fifty-first place in the province, and his cultural level was also a genius.
Just skimming through it, he immediately noticed the difference. This text, compared with what he just said, is almost the same in content, only a few sentences have been added slightly, and the length seems to be much longer, but it is still the most easy-to-understand vernacular, compared with the poetry and poetry that Wang Yichen is good at and the Bagu Wen, it is not a cultural level at all. And what surprised him the most was that the sentences added by Wang Yichen were actually very in line with his usual speaking style.
Wang Yichen was obviously quite satisfied with his work, and smiled proudly at Sikong Yan, "How is it, I write well, right?"