A cold wind came from outside the curtain, which rolled up the pages on his desk, blowing the paper whirring, and he took the paperweight from the side and pressed the corners of the book, smoothing out the creases on the paper.

This is a codex of the art of war of the generals of the old dynasty, which is already a little old, but there is no damage to it, which shows that this codex is very well preserved.

He was halfway through it, and now that the man in black was gone, he flipped the pages to read it again. He stared at the book for a long time, forgetting where he had just seen, and simply started to look at the previous page.

It's just that every word on the codex catches your eye, but it's just a single word, and you can't even put together a sentence

He had no intention of reading any further, so he simply closed the codex and took the box beside him. Then he rubbed his eyebrows, even he couldn't believe it, just because of a guess, he was flustered to this extent!

Who is that teenager?

The flame of the long candle on the side of the desk was blown crookedly, looking weak and about to be extinguished by the wind at any moment. The firelight jumped and flickered, stretching his figure into a mess.

His gaze moved slowly, and he lowered his hand and gently stroked the bronze mask beside the desk, and the cold touch suddenly hit his whole body, startling him subconsciously about to withdraw his fingers.

After a pause, he put his fingers over again, stroking every part of the bronze mask along its texture.

This thing is not something that can be touched casually, and since he has picked it up, he can't put it down easily! There was no way back for him.

Besides, Linzhao and Chu Xia allied to attack the Mobei border pass, captured and slaughtered Songcheng, and the news was transmitted back to Shangjing, and the Manchu Dynasty was in an uproar, and the whole country mourned.

This new year is a good day of joy and peace for the country and the people, but it turns out that such bad news came, slaughtering the city! What a harsh word! It is simply an insult to the Great Song Dynasty by Lin Zhao.

Emperor Mingzong was furious, and in the early dynasty, in front of hundreds of civil and military officials, he threw the fold to the ground. Immediately issued a holy edict to ask Fu Changfeng about the sin, asking him to make up for his mistakes with his guilty body, and dispatched the army of Southern Xinjiang and the Western Regions to reinforce Mobei, and he must expel all the barbarians from the pass and recapture Songcheng, a bloody shame!

All the ministers were speechless, so they could only kneel down in a hurry and beg the emperor to calm his anger.

There was a little schadenfreude in his heart, and depending on how the Fu family should deal with it this time, it was best to retreat from the enemy, but it was still inevitable that he would be questioned, if he was defeated, he would be even more guilty of the ages.

Lu Xiang's face was pale, and as soon as he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he asked Lu Jue to find Lu Xiuhan's personal servant Izumo and ask Lu Xiuhan about the situation: "Young Master has woken up?" How's your body? ”

Izumo reported truthfully: "Back to the master, the doctor said that the young master's body is out of danger, but he is still unconscious. ”

When Lu Xiang heard this, he waved his hand with a bleak face to let Izumo retreat, and told him to continue to take care of the young master, and as soon as the young master woke up, he would immediately return to him.

Izumo responded again and again and retreated, but he was playing a small drum in his heart, and he was a little flustered.

He has been taking care of the young master for seven days, and he is taking care of him personally, but in fact, he has not seen the young master in the past seven days. The doctor and the secret guard took turns to enter and leave the wing, but he was left alone to live in the front hall, still doing daily cleaning work, and said that he could not let the people in the dark find out that the young master lived here.

But he didn't notice anyone hiding in the shadows! On the contrary, he felt that the doctor and the secret guard were very suspicious, and he was worried about the young master, so he wanted to sneak around to see if the young master was really in that room.

As a result, as soon as he approached the window of the wing, and before he could look inside, the people there opened the window and blocked his view with their bodies, as if they could see the scene outside. And threatened him in a cold voice, saying that this was the young master's order before he fell unconscious, and if he had any objections, he was betraying the young master.

He said it so violently that every word was like a sword pointed at him, and he had to give up to find out.

The young master has been running around in other places all the year round, doing business and studying, and he knows a lot of people, so it is reasonable to arrange this kind of person who seems to be strong in martial arts to protect himself in case of accidents.

However, his suspicion now is that the young master is really in that room.

Izumo didn't dare to guess, and ran from the back door of the Lu Mansion to the suburbs, this time he didn't go further into the jungle in the back mountain, praying in his heart, hoping that everything would get better soon. The young master can still be good, as high-spirited as before, to be a handsome boy with a bright moon and a clear breeze, and I also hope that the handsome young lady of the Fu family can respond to the young master's mood and be happy.

All things, all in good condition.

It's just that Izumo didn't notice that this time, a man in black was far behind him, and his sharp eyes followed his steps closely, like a falcon, grabbing his figure.

This year is not like a new year, it is obviously the first day of the new year, the most lively day, but there is not a single sound of firecrackers on the street, most of the shops on the street are closed, and children rarely come out to walk around, let alone adults. All of them closed their doors and stayed at home.

This is like a New Year, but like a national funeral!

Only the red lanterns hung up a year ago, and the bright couplets posted at the door, add a little joy to the winter in Beijing.

It's just that this joy is more and more incompatible with the surrounding atmosphere, and the wind and rain are coming.

In the backyard of Lu Xiang, there is a yard of pleasing plum blossoms, and now it is a good season for flowers to bloom, cold plums and white snow, indescribably beautiful.

The old mother of Lu Fu recalled that many years ago, the peony was still planted in this yard, and then one winter, the young master spent a lot of effort to persuade Mrs. Lu to plant plum blossoms in this yard. In the winter of the second year, the fragrance of plum blossoms filled the whole courtyard, and the little girl who liked plum blossoms in the next yard hooked her to climb over the wall every day to see the beautiful scenery.

The young master was only twelve miles at that time! It's really a young and old little lover.

The old mother chatted with the young maid, talking about the past, with a bit of meaningful ridicule on her face, "The young master's temperament is very stubborn, what he thinks is what he is, outsiders say that he is indifferent to fame and fortune and is not close to people, although he is a young talent, but he does not enter the career and does not fight for reputation and fame." But I want to say that the young man knows very well in his heart, he must get his hands on what he likes, and he doesn't bother to take a look at what he doesn't like, even if it is a rare treasure."

The little girl nodded as if she didn't understand, took a deep breath, and the plum fragrance was faint and faint into her heart, but it was really refreshing and beautiful. I imagined in my mind that the twelve-year-old young master, in order to please the little girl, planted plum blossoms all over the yard, but I understood this, the young master was really romantic!

The old mother rubbed her palms, sighed, and continued: "But ah, there are bad times when you are so stubborn, in case you encounter something that doesn't go your way in the future, I mean, although the young master is very powerful, but people always have strengths and don't grow long, the young master is not a person who can solve everything, in case he encounters a situation that he likes very much and can't get it, according to the young master's temperament, how to solve it?" ”

Yes, yes, how to solve it? The little girl twisted her eyebrows and pondered, and smiled again for a moment: "Then bless the young master with all the best, and never encounter this kind of thing~"

The old mother was amused and nodded.

It's just, everything is going well? Is it possible?

At noon, an uninvited guest came to the Lu Mansion, he was wearing a black suit, a black hat, a veil, and a long sword on his back, a typical Jianghu person's dress, saying that he was here to deliver things.

Lu Jue thought at first that it was Fu Ruosan who had come to deliver things, so he explained to him that it was inconvenient for the eldest young master to see people now, so it was good to leave the things for him to hand over.

The man in black immediately refused, only saying that he was here to find Lu Xiang, and the things in his hand had to be handed over to Lu Xiang by himself.

Lu Jue looked at him suspiciously, in such an eventful season, it is always necessary to be cautious. After pondering for a moment, he revealed this matter to Lu Xiang and let him decide. Lu Xiang was also very puzzled, he didn't know any people in the rivers and lakes, and when he came out, his expression became more and more confused, and this person gave him a familiar feeling.

When his eyes touched the scar mark on his wrist, his face suddenly changed, and he immediately invited him into the study and retired everyone.

"This is what Childe asked me to pass on to you." The man said with a straight look, taking off the hat on his head, looking at Lu Xiang, while putting the wooden box in his hand on the table and pushing it in front of Lu Xiang.

It was a delicate sandalwood box, with a beautiful pattern printed on the outside, and the box was surrounded by gold trim, and a small mechanism was set in the dark, and when pressed, the box would automatically pop open. This box alone is a valuable treasure.

Son? Who is it?

Lu Xiang glanced at the man uncomfortably, pressed the button, and the box opened on its own with a "click", and what caught his eye was an ordinary cufflink.

The auspicious cloud pattern, blue and white, embedded with silver threads, looks very exquisite, but it is a little old.

What does this mean? Lu Xiang looked at the man suspiciously, but he didn't reply, his eyes changed and looked straight at Lu Xiang.

Lu Xiang frowned, and then looked down at it, suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief, his expression changed greatly, like ecstasy and grief, and he looked down at the box in his hand, his eyes moved back and forth on the cufflinks, and his hands trembled.

"This," he began, his voice hoarse, and he paused, and asked in a low voice, "this, really, is what my poor boy left behind?" ”

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Yesterday, a girl told me that the flower seems to like to set up suspense at the end of the chapter, all kinds of foreshadowing in the text, all kinds of pits, and then I still remember it.

Haha, the girl is so cute, let's have one first~ (To be continued.) )