Zhu Lu stared at Song Mier. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, Song Mier no longer looks like a young girl who has just matured, but more like the head of a powerful family.

Her words and decisions, in the eyes of young people who are not familiar with the world, inevitably feel a little cruel, a little ruthless, the Wei family is just a little misbehaved, Wei Liulang just said the wrong word, not that there is no room for turnaround, even if one day Wei Liulang's things are turned out by someone with a heart, and even stabbed in front of Emperor Xuanqi, as long as the family works together, Emperor Xuanqi will still give in, and the Wei family will still be saved.

The boys and girls sympathized with the weak, and the aura of the Virgin on their bodies shone brightly.

But why did the family go to great lengths to save a cancer that had become moldy and rusty? A blade with the tip already facing the Maison's own blade?

Wouldn't the family pay the price for putting pressure on the emperor?

Most people can only see the present, but Song Mier has already seen the future.

In order to protect the interests and even the lives of most people, it is necessary to sacrifice a small number of people. What's more, innocent people are not the Wei family.

She stands taller and sees farther than others.

The nature seen is also different from others.

She said in a light tone: "It is said that the dynasty of flowing water is an iron-clad family." But they all forgot that it's not the family that stands tall and the same, only the name of the family, and the family name Zhang or Wei, but I don't know how many people have changed. ”

No matter how prosperous a dynasty is, there is a day of decline, and the same is true of the family, no matter how solid it is, there is a time when it gradually declines. Now that the calendar is about to rise, we have to learn to take a step back. ”

"Not a stopgap measure, but a long-term solution."

Song Mier's tone was very light, but it made Zhu Lu's heart stir, unconsciously, her master grew up very fast, I don't know when it started, and I don't know for what reason, her master, from the innocent but proud girl in the Song house, from the smart but anxious girl in the deep palace, gradually became the quiet, calm, and wise master in front of her.

Zhu Lu can say without hesitation, not to mention the position of the queen of the Great Calendar, if the Great Calendar can produce another empress, it is not impossible to match his master to sit in that position!

Of course, these words can only be thought about by Zhu Lu in his heart, and he can only think about it.

It is rare that in such a serious environment now, Zhu Lu quietly stuck out his tongue.

There is no need to ask, Song Mier also knows that Zhu Lu must have thought of something messy again.

In fact, in the past, Zhu Lu's temperament, although he was more spicy and decisive on the outside, was very delicate in his mind, and although the whole person was not as calm as Yu Lan, he was not lively enough. After returning to the Song family and following Song Mier for a long time, love and the beginning of the sky together, over time, gradually have some girlish hearts that belong to her age. When Chukong left, Song Mier even felt that Zhu Lu consciously or unconsciously slowly tried to fill the role of Chukong, so that the atmosphere around Song Mier was not so dull. Zhu Lu has good intentions, and Song Mier is not unfeeling.

But how can you persuade such a thing? To do or not to do, the beginning of the sky is in everyone's hearts.

Seeing Zhu Lu like this, Song Mier smiled lightly, as if he had touched the beginning of the sky before, and pulled Zhu Lu's face, but stretched out his thumb and index finger and twisted it, with a look of disgust: "Zhu Lu, how much of the medicinal powder did you use today?" I'm tired of it! ”

After a short laugh, the two of them looked serious again, and quickly sorted out the things in their hands, and restored them to the same as when they first came in. Zhu Lu even checked the desk at the door and the Bogu shelf for traces of hair, and the two left hand in hand.

Before dawn, Song Mier and Zhu Lu were delayed in the study for only half an hour, and the two of them came to the vicinity of the high platform again.

Sure enough, the pleasure on the high platform did not stop at all.

"Master, look!" Zhu Lu's eyes were sharp, and he quietly signaled to Song Mier, his voice was angry and trembled slightly.

In the corner of the high platform, several young girls lay horizontally, with not an inch on their bodies, their eyes tightly closed, and their bodies were filthy, all blood and unknown fluids flowing from wounds.

On this very cold day, the girls lay there motionless.

"They, they're not breathing......," Zhu Lu said in a voice.

It's already dead.

Zhu Lu blinked, tears wetting his eyelashes.

Those girls, the eldest was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and the younger one looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and the few girls she and Song Mier saw when they were hiding in the rockery were still full of tears but still alive, and now they had fallen to the ground lifelessly. Like broken puppets. But at the same time, there was still merry on the high platform, and the sound of the zither was endless, accompanied by the unbridled laughter of the men and the painful wails of the remaining girls......

This is just the night that Song Mier and Zhu Lu happened to bump into each other.

And when they don't see it?

After the rise of the Feng family, how many nights were soaked in the blood and tears of a girl?

Zhu Lu felt that she had bitten out the smell of blood in her mouth, and beside her, a small branch was broken by her, she moved slightly, and Song Mier grabbed her pulse: "What do you want to do?!" ”

Song Mier's voice was extremely low: "Save those girls? Or kill those bastards?! ”

"I'm ......" Zhu Lu was stunned, and the courage that had just surged up seemed to be leaked in an instant.

"What you want to do, I want to do! However, now we have something more important in our hands, important enough for the Feng family to be uprooted! Zhangzhou will never be able to produce a second Feng family in five years! If it's Shen ...... Understand the doorway here, from now on, I am afraid that the wharf canal will also be returned to the imperial court! You saved these dozens of girls today, and killing dozens of people present is killing, but you can save them all, can you kill them all?! ”

Song Mier spoke sharply.

"Zhu Lu, I want to save too! Sometimes, however, you have to make trade-offs. As long as you stand up now, tomorrow Zhangzhou will be wanted in the whole state, and what we have in our hands will never be passed on again! ”

Since Song Mier has decided to find out the evidence of the Feng family, she has naturally decided that the Song family, which she has not contacted for several months, must be contacted, and when she is in love with Shen Zhan, Shen Zhan told her that she will also use the royal secret contact channel.

This use will inevitably expose her situation and position, and she doesn't know what she will face in the future. And what she said just now is not only that the canal wharf will be handed over to the imperial court for management, not only that there will be no more Feng family in Zhangzhou, but I am afraid that even the family will be greatly shocked. But this matter, she had to do it, she had to do it! That's her choice.

Zhu Lu let out a long sigh of relief, although it was still difficult to accept emotionally, but she knew that the master was right, sometimes, you can't leave more important things behind for the sake of momentary anger and happiness. What's more, more than a dozen people have been saved today, and there will still be more than a dozen or dozens of young girls killed tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so it is better to cut them off from the source......