"Ridiculous, isn't it?" said Lu Hou, "I have done my best all my life to punish the Son of Heaven, and I am the chief priest of the official residence." www.biquge.info Although my son is not angry, I really can't guarantee that he will be able to pick him up from punishment

Back to life. The reason is very simple, I am not a favorite of the Son of Heaven. …… I have always followed my own principles, disdained flattery, did not want to praise or denigrate anyone against my will, and was not willing to bend anything in my bows

power, of course, can't become the courtier that the Son of Heaven likes. Speaking of which, even if they are both unfavored courtiers, there are differences. In the end, I can't even be like a priest with no blood and nowhere to squander,

Be outspoken. He's surnamed Ji, I'm not. I'm a torture tool. ”

Listening to such a father who was known for his integrity, Shangguang calmly described his powerlessness, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"You, have you given up on Linfeng?" his voice trembled uncontrollably.

Lu Hou caught the subtle change in his demeanor: "Compared to my daughter, who has no trace and is missing, I ...... I have to take care of my son first. As a parent, I have to make up my mind. ”

Glazing is silent.

"Are you wronged for Feng'er?" Lu Hou peeked into his thoughts, "One day you become a father, you will be able to understand it." You blame me, blame me, all I can say, that's it. ”

"Thank you for clearing my mind. After a long pause, Shangguang re-inspired, "You are the father who Linfeng respects and loves, and I remember your teachings. ”

Lu Hou got up, walked to the door of the tent, and looked back at him: "Actually, I never admit that you are my son-in-law." I have not personally given her hand to you. I hope that you make an agreement in three years

After the expiration of the period, you can marry another noble girl of another country and forget about Linfeng. ”

Glazing solemnly bowed: "I'm afraid it won't be as you wish." ”

"Really?" Lu Hou said softly, "stubbornness, it's not good for you." ”

"It's not good for you to cover up. "You don't notice, your face ...... It's all tears. ”

Lu Hou stopped and didn't pick up his silk.

"It's obviously the most painful and untouchable place, but a large piece of meat has been stripped off......" Lu Hou wiped his cheeks with the sleeves of his robe and walked out quickly, "If you don't accept my persuasion, then you can do it yourself......

”

Peach Grove.

The plum blossoms have been gone, but the peach blossoms have not bloomed.

Jin Gongzi had to stop chasing his brother, and anxiously wandered in the rain on the lonely forest plain, waiting for the road to be cleared.

As worried as he was, it was Meng Zheluo, the great witch of the Yang Dynasty who was still in the ranks of the Jin Kingdom.

The two of them had their own hearts and minds, and every day they went to the hillside not far away, looking forward to the traces of the light. But three days have passed, and there has been no news from the front.

On this day, they came together again......

"Do you want to see the flowers, Jin Gongzi?" Meng Zheluo looked at the convincing man, noticed that he reflexively shrank, so he found a topic with a relaxed atmosphere.

The convincing man lowered his head and looked evasive: "...... Well. ”

"It's not yet time for the flowers to bloom. Meng Zheluo shook his robe and stood side by side with him under the vast firmament.

A blood-red lightning bolt tore through the heavy clouds, brushing the ground and illuminating the world white, followed by a sudden explosion of thunder, which sounded as if it was under the feet, making people's hands and feet tremble, and their hearts trembled

Jumping around. Therefore, when the convincing people came to their senses, they found themselves hugging Meng Zheluo tightly.

"Brother, brother!" he had unconsciously repeated many times as he realized what he was shouting.

He was startled, and quickly lost his hand, uneasy.

Meng Zheluo looked at him: "...... You think I'm like your brother?"

Convincing people hesitated for a moment and shook their heads.

"You've always come here. Meng Zheluo retracted his gaze and looked into the void in the distance, "But you don't say a word to me. Are you afraid of me, afraid of my brother-like face?"

"My brother is the only one. No one can resemble him. The convincing man plucked up the courage to reply, "I'm not afraid of you!"

Meng Zheluo smiled: "Then why do you want to give you the horizontal bow I gave you and easily transfer it to others?...... Although there are many imitations in existence, I made the one myself. You don't want to get my breath dirty

Stay around you, right? Or, to be exact, stay around your brother. ”

Silence of convincing people. He and his brother are most consistent in moments like this: they can't lie, so they are silent.

"My countenance amazes you, and my actions make you doubtful. Meng Zheluo said softly, "You are the younger brother of Shangguang, and you are very smart. So you're afraid of me, even if you don't know why

。 ”

The eyes of the convincing man gradually filled with tears.

"I don't understand what you mean, but I want my brother and I to go back to take care of my mother soon. He tried his best to hold back his chokes, "Father is gone, we only have the elder brother......"

He twisted around, anxious to get rid of Mongelo quickly, but accidentally slipped and fell into the mud puddle down the slope.

Seeing that he sat in the mud puddle several times and couldn't get up, Meng Zheluo knew that he had broken his ankle, so he went down to the mud pit and stretched out his hand to pull him.

The convincing people were covered with water, and they couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears: "My brother, will he leave us? Like my father? Others told me that my sister-in-law is gone...... My brother was very sad. ”

Meng Zheluo pondered for a long time: "...... I...... I don't know. ”

"What if I hold on to my brother tightly?" was caught on Meng Zheluo's back, still pondering his little care.

"You can try. Montiello protected him with one arm and walked towards the camp.

"The Great Witch bothered. Shi Yong waited until the servants came to report that the servants had finished bathing and changed their clothes, and then he let out a long breath, and instructed the people to serve the little boy to rest, and gave it to Meng Zheluo

Salute, "I thank you on behalf of the son." ”

Meng Zheluo let out an unintentional "oh".

The two stood opposite each other for a moment.

Shi Yong paced back to the side of the case little by little, and slowly stroked the suqin on the case, the sound of the piano was murmuring, like crying: "Dawu is proficient in divination, do you know that there is a way to guess the good luck and evil from the sound of the qin?"

After he said that, he stopped, pushed Suqin slightly in the direction of Meng Zheluo, and made an inviting gesture: "I, I'm quite good at this, I want to show off in front of the big witch with a shy face, please advise." ”

Meng Zheluo bared his teeth: "Divination, in fact, not every method is reliable. Divination with the qin is nothing more than speculating on the state of mind of the person who plays the piano from the speed of the strings and the tone of the playing, and then giving it according to the surrounding situation

Just give advice. ”

"Yes. There is no one else in this area who can match your attainment. Shi Yong laughed self-deprecatingly and hugged Guiqin, holding it in his arms without a sound.

"Say what you want to say. Meng Zheluo's tone was sharp, and he went straight to the point.

Shi Yong's face changed slightly: "...... Great Witch, the land around you is different from your region, here, love and hate will not be like the white clouds in the sky, you can be free to roll, love and hatred will not be like the torrential rain of the grassland

can be retracted at will. Especially the palace chamber. ”

Meng Zheluo stroked his long, freshly washed hair.

"I'm talking too much. Shi Yong was a little emotional," ...... I'm blind...... I can't see the rumored appearance of your cool prince, but I can imagine what kind of person covets him

You also defend the prince everywhere, in the Rong realm, before the Xu expedition, you always accompany the prince, and even bring Rong soldiers to the prince to be dispatched...... You helped the son, but,

How much controversy have you aroused for the son, how much suspicion have you aroused for the son! Who are you? Who are you?"

Meng Zheluo muttered softly and repeated, "Who?"

Shi Yong gasped: "Yes! Your reverie caused by your great kindness to the prince and your confusing identity will sooner or later be pushed into the sun by guys with ulterior motives and preached to the people of the world." By that time,

You promise that it will be good for the son, and if not, you should ......."

He couldn't go on, as if the sentence was a sharp fish thorn stuck in his throat. Despite his repeated efforts, he couldn't spit out or swallow anyway.

"Go on!" said Mongero, raising his voice in a commanding tone.

“…… You should leave......" Shi Yong calmed down, word by word, and finally made a clear and earnest request, "While the prince is away, you can leave quietly......"

Montjero stopped in place, letting the cold wind pass through the cracks in the tent and blow into his limbs.

Shi Yong's expression was even more depressed than his: "...... The advantage of being a prince is that he has power that is the envy of the world, and the disadvantage of being a prince is that there are no secrets at all. Discussion about the life history of my family

In theory, although it is strictly controlled by the ancestors, it is not a stone thrown into the deep lake for me, a blind musician who can enter and leave the palace at will. ”

"Even if you think about it, do you still have to be loyal to the glory?" said Meng Zheluo, who remained silent.

"Yes. Shi Yong admitted.

"Why?"

"Because at present, the only person who can take on the heavy responsibilities of Jin and foreign is the son. The Jin Kingdom needs the leadership of the prince to get through this difficult time and recover from the defeat after the war. That's the ancestor's

Aspirations are also the ambitions of the sons. ”

"Life experience, doesn't matter?"

"Important. However, that has nothing to do with the choice of the son, and even less with my choice. ”

Meng Zheluo exhaled a faint smoke in the cold air: "Have you noticed some trials and dangers?"

"I understand. Shi Yong said, "I identify the son." And, it's not an impulsive idea. ”

Loneliness flashed across Meng Zheluo's cheeks.

"I'll go. I'm going right away. He readily agreed, "You are a smart man, and a smart man will not take a path to a desperate situation." If you have this kind of awareness, it means that you trust the light enough, faith

Let him rely on his own strength to avoid danger and achieve his goals. I don't care. ”

Shi Yong savored his words: "...... Dawu, you've been waiting for the word 'leaving', haven't you?"

Meng Zheluo asked rhetorically: "Yes, no, what does it matter? Go, yes." ”

“…… Otherwise, it's better for you to wait to say goodbye to the prince and board the journey......" His simplicity made Shi Yong a little unbearable.

Meng Zheluo took a deep breath: "...... I have already said that I will return to the Rong realm after the completion of the expedition, and I cannot continue to be involved here. At the moment, he'd better let go of what he wants to do without any worries, I don't

May it be a burden to him. ”

Shi Yong bowed his head: "Great Witch, I'm sorry." ”

"Destiny is predestined, there will be separation, there will be separation, there will be goodbye, there will be goodbye. …… You tell him that there will always be a place for him on the shore of Yangxu Lake......" Meng Zheluo flicked his sleeves, lifted the rain curtain, and grew

And ......

Ho Kyo. Siko's Mansion.

"Gone?"

Lady Minghime leaned against the pillars and feebly asked her husband, who was sitting under the eaves.

"Ah, let's go. Lu Hou responded, "You haven't recovered yet, don't come out to blow the wind." ”

Mrs. Ming Ji raised her head and looked at the fine rain lines weaving the heavens and the earth into a gray patch: "What did he say?"

Lu Hou put on clothes for his wife: "That child is very stubborn." Young people are like that. If you want to die or live for a while, after a year and a half, it will probably fade away......"

"Perhaps. Mrs. Mingji said in a low voice, "...... I'm pretty much packed. ”

"The rain looks like it's going to light up tomorrow at the latest. Lu Hou stared at his wife's haggard face.

"It's your brainchild. Don't you think about it anymore?" Mrs. Mingji held her husband's hand, "What ...... more than ten years of accumulation?"

Lu Hou snorted: "In exchange, the silence I promised has been fulfilled. As for the other way I show my state of mind, no one cares...... Don't worry about me, those things, than

It's not worth mentioning our wind!"

"Feng'er!" Mrs. Mingji sobbed silently, "I conceived the child in October...... When she was born, the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck three times, and everyone thought she would not live, but she lived;

Before the age of the year, she always loved to have a high fever, fainted at every turn, and everyone thought she couldn't live, but she still lived...... How much heart did we have to worry about it, so it was not easy to raise her......"

Lu Hou wept together: "This child, when he was a child, he didn't frown when he was sick and ate bitter medicinal soup, as long as he told her a story, he was very happy." I remember when she was six years old, she stood outside the house and listened to Uncle Ying

Recite the punishment, and you can learn it clearly and clearly after just one time......"

The two couples were basking in pleasant and painful memories when someone hurried along the cloister of the courtyard.

"Uncle Ying, have you arranged everything?" Lu Hou recognized the person. That is his right-hand man, and also his henchman, Uncle Si Xingying, and also the elder who has seen Linfeng grow from a baby to a girl

Generation.

Uncle Ying nodded: "Okay." ”

"Raise the fire. Lu Hou said.

Uncle Ying received the order, but hesitated again: "Is the road in and out of the royal capital still blocked......?" It's still big...... Is it going to be tomorrow?"

"Thanks to the dredging of Jin Shizi, the road is no problem. The rain is very heavy, but the flames will be higher......" Lu Hou stared at Uncle Ying meaningfully, "Since you have to fight against ......"

"Yes!" Uncle Ying got up and went to carry out the order.

Lu Hou stopped him: "I will arrange the carriage and horses outside the east gate, you are done with your errands, you can catch up quickly." ”

"Hmm. "Uncle Ying's first episode.

The first month of the twentieth year of King Mu. Both dead and overlord.

There is a bizarre fire in Hokyo.

The brilliant firelight shone brightly on the dark and rainy night, burning half of the sky of Hokyo red, proudly and flamboyantly proclaiming the power of destruction.

The place where the fire started was the house where the Scoop Mansion stored the torture books.