Ling Daoming is dead.

It can be said that he died in his own hands.

It can also be said that he died under Liu Mingzhi's heavenly sword.

Song Yu and his wife went to Jiangnan and told Ling Daoming about their one-night friendship with Liu Zhian and his wife.

The three brothers were drunk and never returned home for seven days in Qixiu Building, and the three brothers seemed to have returned to the high-spirited youth when they were studying in Dangyang Academy.

sang the wine, cried bitterly, and told all the brotherhood that had not been seen for more than ten years in seven days in Qixiu Building.

Afterwards, the Ling Yang brothers and sisters have been accompanying Ling Daoming to go around, and Ling Daoming said that he wanted to make up for the days of hiding in the dark corners all these years.

Ling Daoming said that he wanted to pay tribute to his deceased wife, as well as his bitter lover Wu Ling'er, who had been waiting for him all his life.

No one thought that Ling Daoming would ask Liu Mingzhi to pick up Wu Ling'er's body and transport the coffin down to Yangzhou.

Liu Mingzhi disagreed, and Ling Daoming actually knelt down as an elder.

Helpless, everyone had to cooperate with Ling Daoming to make this absurd move, and carried Wu Ling'er and Wu's mother's body down to Yangzhou while the smoke and rain.

Looking at Wu Ling'er, who was buried with his wife, and his children who cried into tears, Ling Daoming was full of melancholy.

took his daughter's hand and put it in Liu Mingzhi's hand, hoping that Liu Mingzhi could take care of Su Weier, Ling Daoming knew in his heart that his daughter's heart was full of this former childhood sweetheart's brother Zhi.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Ling Daoming hopes that he can fulfill his daughter's wish before he dies.

Liu Mingzhi struggled heartily, and finally took Su Weier's hand and held it in his hand, what Ling Daoming said to him last year was probably to wait for this day!

Liu Mingzhi remembers it clearly, and it echoes in his mind all the time.

"Born as a seven-foot man, he should stand up to the sky and the earth, and live up to his lover!"

"Zhi'er, the way of the world has changed, benevolence, righteousness and morality are no longer applicable, if you want to get a place in the court today, you must be ruthless and do everything!"

"Confucianism's set of wise sayings that the world thinks is only applicable to the prosperous benevolent monarch, and now the court has not been eliminated, although His Majesty is a Ming monarch, not a holy monarch, the monarch is clear but not a saint, and those with selfish intentions do more ways to make trade-offs, although you are a close minister of the Son of Heaven, and the grace is flourishing, he may not be among the abandoned sons in the future!"

"Although the ministers do not seek power and lean towards the opposition, they also need to take care of themselves, what should they do? You can advance or retreat, you can't be indecisive, when you break it, you can protect yourself! You have a good nature, and you will definitely suffer in a place like the court. ”

"Honesty and honesty are the foundation of officials, but we must also know how to be left and right, the foundation of loyalty and patriotism lies in the whole life, we must not be foolish and loyal, pedantic, we must know how to be flexible!"

"The things of the predecessors, the teachers of the future, my uncle and General Jin Yi are the lessons of the past!"

Song Yu looked at Ling Daoming unhappily: "Third brother, Zhi'er doesn't need to master these things now, you must not spoil Zhi'er's heart by talking nonsense!" ”

Ling Daoming sighed melancholy: "Big brother, fledgling, subject to others everywhere, if you want to settle down, don't do it willfully." ”

Song Yu sighed speechlessly.

Ling Daoming looked at Liu Mingzhi again: "Zhi'er, Third Uncle thanks you for sparing Third Uncle's life, but this move has already violated the first word that Third Uncle taught you, alas, remember, being soft on the enemy is harming yourself!" ”

"You asked the third uncle if he could guard Ling'er's tomb with peace of mind and no longer cause trouble, but the third uncle didn't answer you directly! The third uncle will tell you the answer now, the third uncle can't! ”

"The hatred of the lost family can not be easily eliminated! But since the third uncle promised you, there will be no more turmoil from now on! ”

"Yang'er!"

"Daddy!"

"Yang'er, in the future, everything must be based on Zhi'er, don't be stubborn, from now on, Zhi'er's words are my father's words, you can't help it!"

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

"Get on your knees!"

Ling Yang threw himself on his knees.

"Swear to your mother's grave, you will not disobey what your father just said in this life, and Zhi'er will not frown even if you let you die!"

"Daddy........"

"Swear!"

"Yes, the sky is above, the earth is below, I, Lingyang, swear here........."

Ling Daoming smiled with satisfaction, completely relieved!

"Zhi'er!"

"Third uncle?"

Liu Mingzhi had a faint sense of foreboding, and when he was stunned, Ling Daoming directly pulled out the heavenly sword on Liu Mingzhi's waist, and before everyone and Liu Mingzhi and other masters came back to their senses, he held the sword with both hands and stabbed it into his heart.

"Daddy......."

"Third Brother ........"

"Third uncle!"

Liu Mingzhi hurriedly grabbed the hilt of the sword and wanted to pull it back, but he didn't dare to pull it out, because once he pulled out the sword body, Ling Daoming would immediately spurt blood like rain.

Ling Daoming glanced at the brothers and children who were wailing around him, and looked at Liu Mingzhi's lips indifferently, and a mouthful of blood foamed down his beard: "Zhi'er, the third uncle can only ........ Put it down........ Hatred in the heart...... Quiet....... Heart... Grave Guard! ”

"Daddy.........."

"Zhi'er.......... Remember..... Third Uncle's ....... Don't let Ling'er ....... Things are in your ............ Don't let people wait for the repetition of the body...... Next..... Remember to remember ....."

Ling Daoming grabbed the sword body with both hands and violently exerted force, and the heavenly sword passed directly through his body.

Liu Mingzhi looked at the hilt of the sword in his palm tremblingly, and his whole mind was blank.

The blood relatives actually died under their own swords, although they didn't do it themselves, but the heavenly sword was still not their own heavenly sword!

"The ...... of Guarding Against People The heart must not be ...... Enemy.......... People don't ........... Essentials .........."

Ling Daoming didn't even finish the last soft word, he had already lowered his head and was angry on the spot!

............

Ling Daoming 'got his wish' and became his own grave keeper.

The eternal grave keeper, who uses his life to protect his wife and bitter lover Wu's mother.

As Ling Daoming himself said, he couldn't let go of the hatred in his heart, but at this point, if he insisted on revenge, it would be difficult for Liu Mingzhi and his second brother to keep him.

Being a permanent grave keeper is the most appropriate way to go.

Without hatred, I don't embarrass my brothers and nephews, only self-denial!

On February 20 of the first year of Ruian, the real leader of the White Lotus Sect, Ling Daoming, was buried with his wife.

"The concubine can agree to Sister Wei'er to stay, but you have to agree to the concubine's request!"

"Yun'er, you say, no matter what you ask for, you will agree to it!"

Qi Yunfeng's eyes carried a hint of vague sadness: "The concubine body can tolerate everything you have, but you have to promise the concubine body not to hide anything from the concubine body in the future!" ”

"This .......... No problem, is there anything else? ”

"As long as you are at home for a month, you must take turns to rest in the sisters' room for twenty-five days!"

"II....... Twenty...... Five days! ”

"It's all a few, the concubine is generous enough, do you still want to go out and provoke the mad bee wave butterfly?"

"Absolutely not, but two..... Fifteen days! will die, for the husband to tell the truth, it will really die! ”

"If you want to die, you have to die at home, if you don't agree to this matter, you won't agree to Wei'er staying!"

"Let's discuss, how about five days, the husband is very busy, the affairs of the court, the husband has to teach a few children to read, what if you don't teach it well now and learn badly in the future? Five days, it's a big deal to be six days, it's okay to spare you a day for your husband! ”

Qi Yun bit her red lip and squinted her eyes and stared at Liu Dashao: "Husband, are you going to Jingshi tomorrow to regain the decree?" ”

"Yes, you see that my husband is really busy!"

Qi Yunyu pinched Liu's waist with one hand and grabbed Liu Dashao's ears with the other: "Go back to the room with the concubine to drink porridge!" ”

"Drink again..... Haven't you just drunk porridge for a long time? ”

"The previous ones don't count, at least five bowls of drink today, and one less bowl of concubine can't spare you! I cut it for you directly, I can't drink five bowls of porridge, and it's useless to touch the concubine, so it's better to cut it. ”

"Get a discount, lady."

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