Chapter 529: Don't force it
Qinghe smiled and handed over the 'Long Yue Lotus Fragrance Sword' in his hand: "Dilong's swordsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite, and my mother likes it very much when she sees it." Dilong, this sword was cast by your father's hand, and you are our son, so naturally it belongs to you. β
Dilong'er couldn't help but be shocked when he heard Qinghe speak like this, and his heart was moved, but he was disrespectful, but he was ashamed of it, and hurriedly shirked it: "Big brother, Brother Yu's swordsmanship is exquisite, and such an heirloom should have been left to him." β
Although Xiao Yu'er is young and naughty, she is quite understanding at the critical moment, and she is full of smiles: "Brother Long, Mother He said, you are the eldest son, you should be the best, and the 'Long Yue Lotus Fragrance Sword' should belong to you." β
Qinghe smiled and said: "Don't worry, Dilong, your father has already said that Dekong will cast another handful for Xiaoyu'er." β
Xiao Yu'er complied with the lotus: "Yes, Daddy Long has even thought of the name of the sword for me, it is called 'Fish Leaping Dragon Gate Sword'." β
Dilong couldn't bear to brush Qinghe's beauty, and didn't want to accept her beloved, holding the precious "lotus sword" in his hand, his heart was warm, and his eyes were blurry.
Qinghe was also full of tears, desperately endured, took the beloved 'Dragon Lotus Xiangyue' guqin, and looked at his beloved daughter: "The green lotus qin is exquisite, and it can be regarded as the true inheritance of the parents. β
When Lu Fuer heard Qinghe call herself her mother and recognized herself as a daughter, she was overjoyed and burst into tears. Holding the guqin in his hand, his body trembled, mixed with joy and sorrow, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Looking back at Dilong, he was as always, refusing to let go a little, with a stubborn face.
In the past nine years, Qinghe has worked hard for a pair of children to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors, but they are all because of Dilong's stubbornness and failure. Now, make up your mind, go to heaven and earth, and let Dilong change his mind.
In the dead of night, Qinghe mustered up his courage, buckled the bamboo door, and stepped into the flute dragon room.
But seeing that his room was neat and tidy, generous and simple, very similar to his father.
Qinghe has always favored women over men in parenting, and Lufu's boudoir must be entered every day; Two brothers' bedrooms, but rarely frequented. After reading it, I felt refreshing and envious.
Looking at Dilong again, he is holding a "lotus sword" in his left hand and an old yellow object in his right hand, and he is carefully studying it under the lamp.
Seeing Qinghe enter the house, Dilong was unexpected, and hurriedly hid this thing in his sleeve.
Qinghe looked at Dilong carefully, only to feel that his face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his expression was extremely sad.
Although she is full of suspicion, she still doesn't know what to do, although she is so, she has a tendon and does not change her original intention.
Qinghe Suxi got straight to the point, but he couldn't be in a hurry to recognize his son, so he had to knock on the side: "Dilong, I don't know Chu Chu today, what kind of anger is there to commit?" How did she humiliate Green Fu and provoke your brothers? β
Dilong lowered his head, hid his tears, and said after a while: "Big brother, some people, some words, and some things are irrelevant, and they don't need to know at all, and they can have less troubles. β
Qinghe thought for a moment, and thought deeply: "Chu Chu's words and actions really don't matter, and my mother doesn't want to know." There is one thing, but it is very important, and my mother needs to ask about it. My mother has endured this for nine years, and she can no longer be confused day after day. β
Dilong finally raised his face, there was no wind and rain on his face, no waves could come out of his eyes, and he insisted on maintaining his title: "Big brother, but it doesn't hurt to say it." β
Qinghe'er heard him insist on being called so, and tears burst out of her eyes. She gritted her teeth, was ruthless, and finally said, "That is, don't call me big brother again!" Dilong! I've been listening to it for nine years and I can't take it anymore! You and Lufu were originally born to Ah Long, you should call Ah Long your father, and you should call me your mother! β
Although he had been prepared, although he had expected it, and knew that he was in danger of escaping, every word and sentence that Qinghe said was still like thunder, shattering his ears, breaking his heart, and almost breaking his last line of defense. Dilong's tears welled up like a fountain, only for a moment.
Qinghe couldn't bear to look at each other, so he could only forcibly swallow his tears with his life: "Dilong, you are a man, but if you raise your head and hold your chest high, you can stand up to the sky without asking your background." Green Fu is different from you, and she shouldn't be like me. She is a woman, and only when her background is clear can she stand proudly between heaven and earth. This world, looking warm, is also a lot of cold fire. The most fearful thing is the human word. Lu Fu was originally the daughter of a general, how could she be trapped by a shameless villain because of her unknown background? β
To Qinghe's surprise, Di Long raised his head, although there were tears in his eyes, his eyes were blazing, his face was resolute, and his expression was high-spirited: "I am Lu Fu's own brother, so I will naturally think about what she thinks and love what she loves." In fact, Lu Fu doesn't care about her life experience, and she doesn't want to be the crown princess. β
Dilong's words made Qinghe even more shocked when he heard the thunder: "I have always treated Dilong as a baby, where did I expect that, unconsciously, he has grown into a man." Not only that, but he actually regarded himself as the eldest brother of Green Fu. snatching my name, I don't know how high the earth is, and even lawless, doing what my father and brother can do, and I will decide Lufu's life. β
After a little groaning, Qinghe simply held a grudge: "Not only did my mother not do it, but my eldest brother was cut off on the spot." Nine years of hard work, all turned into nothingness. There is really nowhere to talk about desolation, only tears. β
Recalling the past, there are many resentments, Qinghe is full of melancholy, and his face is full of vicissitudes: "Dilong, everything in the world will never remain the same." Today does not know tomorrow, and now is not the future. When I married your father, I didn't like to be a little lady of Long. So far, I feel that it is heartwarming. β
Dilong has a pair of black eyes, big and bright, just like two bays of ancient ponds, he looked at Qinghe, calm and calm: "Big brother, Yuan Zhen is not Uncle Long, and Lu Fu and big brother are even more different." β
Dilong's answer was even more unexpected than Qinghe, she was shocked, and even forgot to continue to shed tears: "This is the Dilong I raised with all my hard work, I don't even take my big brother in my eyes, and I don't even think I am a big brother at all!" Bitterness, pain, and sorrow! So far, my mother can't do it, my eldest brother can't do it, and I've been demoted all the way to become a younger brother! Being too a failure, the more you live, the sadder you become! β
Qinghe wanted to cry without tears, and Qinghe laughed and laughed: "For a long time, the dragon baby is called Fumei, and Fuwa calls the dragon brother." Until now, I don't know who is bigger and who is small. It's 'not a family, not a family', it's not big or small. β
It's angry when you think about it, and it's hateful when you think about it: "Dilong not only doesn't recognize his mother, but also doesn't know how to repay his kindness!" Block the way for Lufu to recognize her relatives and tear up the hand-picked mandarin duck spectrum! I don't know if it will be a blessing or a curse in the future? β
Di Longzhi repaid virtue with grievances, so that Qinghe, the fake big brother, immediately turned his grief into shame, hung his head, and did not know what to do.
Qinghe tried again and again, vainly trying to make Dilong recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, but unexpectedly, it became more and more wishful thinking, which became a fantasy.
In despair, she couldn't hide her discouragement, and strings of big, round, and shining tears could not be contained, gushing out of her eyes, flowing through her parotid glands, flowing to her mouth, and rolling down to the side of the desk.
While being sad, Qinghe peeked at Dilong, and was even more shocked: "What, he is sadder than me?" Grief and anger than me? Why! Why! He was clearly trying to suppress it, and his pain, even from the depths of his soul, was difficult to hide and overcome. Endless sorrow, like a raging sea bursting its banks, is about to be unleashed immediately. β
Seeing Dilong's face, Qinghe was shocked, and gasped, and his heart was infinitely surprised, only to feel incredible.
Fortunately, Aaron returned home as scheduled as the rain in time.
When Qinghe heard a dragon roar, all his worries, pains and sorrows were immediately left behind, and he immediately turned his grief into surprise, leading his two sons and one daughter to meet him.
When Aaron saw his relatives, he was even more happy, and he didn't need to ask, this important task was completed brilliantly.
Over the past few years, Bi Crack was driven to the edge of the Northern Desert, although he was lying on his back and tried his courage, and wanted to make a comeback, but Ah Long had already taken precautions, strengthened border defense, and cut off the robbery chain that must be cracked, but fortunately Bi Crack maintained the personality of the blue wolf, and was good at forbearance under the disadvantage, and could bend and stretch in order to preserve his strength.
The Northern Tartars relied on robbing to make a fortune, burning and slaughtering the city, as if it were commonplace. Over the past hundred years, hundreds of millions of corpses have been conquered and hundreds of millions of corpses have been floated. Thanks to the fact that all the people of South China are soldiers, they have fought back. The love of a child, the heart of defending the country, is like green grass, wildfires are inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows.
Qinghe thought of history and sighed infinitely: "The Northern Tartars are ferocious, taking away my land, destroying my homeland, and destroying my race." In only twenty-one years, the Northern Xia was subverted, more than 30 million people were killed, and there was not one survivor; The party clan is extinct; The Northern Xia culture is gone. Later, he conquered and destroyed the Northern Jin Dynasty, only 23 years, and the methods were cruel and appalling; Everywhere you go, it's shocking; Of the 50 million people, only 11 survived. β
Ah Long thought of his relatives who died in vain, and hated the birds: "Not only Xia Jin, but the Northern Tartars have invaded the south many times. Eradicate Guizhou and trample on half of South China. Seeing the village burning the village, seeing the city slaughtering the city, encountering soldiers and killing soldiers, encountering people and beheading people, more than 20 million people died in vain in Nanhua. β
Qinghe was relieved: "The history of the Northern Tartar is a round butcher's knife, and the corpses are all over the field; bend the bow and arrows, ambush hundreds of millions of corpses; galloping in foreign countries, robbing for fun; Conquer foreign races and enjoy blood. Although Ah Long failed to exterminate them, he finally drove them back to their hometown, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief now. β
Dilong flashed a pair of starry eyes: "The Northern Tartars have killed countless people, but they still have the same beastly nature. So far, he does not try to be self-reliant, and advocates ingenuity. It was three years ago that the old tricks were repeated, and the army was overhauled, using the Northern Xia and Northern Jin Dynasty as a springboard in a vain attempt to invade South China. Since he doesn't change his nature, we must not cheapen him. β
Xiao Yu'er's starry eyes were full of vigorous vitality: "Fortunately, my father took precautions, turned the tide, joined Yu and Wu, aided Xia and Jin, and fought against the enemy in one fell swoop." Even so, the ambition of the Northern Tatar wolf has always been immortal, and when he is weak, he pretends to be good and good, and waits for the time of day; When it is strong, the murderous face is revealed, burning, killing and looting, and genocide. Such wolves must be guarded against at all times. β
Ah Long's face became more and more resolute: "When dealing with foreign races, the Northern Tartar is indeed fierce and ruthless, like a bloodthirsty demon and a man-eating beast. But in all fairness, they are still shrewd strategists and excellent spurs. It is the lesson of blood that wakes up my Nanhua, and the whole people fight back and win in defeat. In a word, if there is no Northern Tartar, South China will decay and decline, and even cause disasters to the Xiao Wall and overturn the interior. Up to now, the existence of the Northern Tartar has been an incentive for us to never forget to relax our vigilance. β
Di Long was surprised when he heard this: "According to Uncle Long's words, from the long river of history, the advantages of the Northern Tartar invasion of South China outweigh the disadvantages?" β
Ah Long bowed slightly: "Whether there is or not, difficulty and ease are compatible, long and short are dwarfed, high and low are different, sound and sound are harmonious, before and after, and constant." Without the Northern Tartars, there would be no today's South China. β
Xiao Yu'er chuckled: "Father is telling us that we are not afraid of thieves stealing, but afraid of thieves." Our South China, farming, handicraft, commerce, and art, is the most developed, and more than half of the world's wealth has been created. We repair internal and external relations, strengthen border defense, and consolidate alliances, although the road is one foot high; However, the Northern Tartars killed sexually, and the desire was difficult to fill, and it was inevitable that the dog would jump off the wall in a hurry. β
Ah Long thought so: "In recent years, the South China military has become stronger and stronger, but the Northern Tartars have been driven back to their hometowns, and they simply use the ability of chickens and dogs to steal, and play the art of speculation and drilling. β
Lu Fu was very curious: "Uncle Long, how does the Northern Tartar steal chickens and dogs, speculate and drill camps?" β
Ah Long explained in detail: "It is difficult for them to compete by force, so they secretly invade politically, compete with Xia, use counter-plots against Jin Qiao, and implement political puppetry. β
Di Long was shocked when he heard this: "Don't dare to fight on the bright side, and carry out a plot behind your back?" β
Xiao Yu'er was deeply disdainful: "This is the descendant of the tomb duck, who is the most insidious." β
Aaron nodded again and again: "Exactly." Xia and Jin were vassals of Shu and Wu respectively, and there were many frictions because of the resentment of the previous dynasty and because of practical interests.
Bi Split took the opportunity to send spies to scheming and provoke the Xia and Jin disputes.
The kings of Xia and Jin have already been tricked, and they do not think of a peaceful solution, but they want to resort to force.
I was ordered to send an envoy to Northern Xia this time to reconcile the grudges between Xia and Jin.
Unexpectedly, before arriving at the destination, Bi Split had already preemptively struck, and under the manipulation of his mastermind, a palace coup d'Γ©tat was staged in the Northern Xia royal conspiracy.
The Northern Xia ministers secretly colluded to break up, assassinated the Xia king, deposed the prince Luo Dan, and conspired to support the puppet son to ascend to the throne.
On my journey north, I first rescued Luo Dan and helped him regain the throne. At the same time, he strongly persuaded Luo Dan, the king of the new Xia, and the king of Jin to release their previous suspicions, rebuild the old good, and fight against the Northern Tartars together. β
Qinghe smiled when he heard this: "Luo Dan has become the king of Xia? That's a good thing. I remember that he once went to Xishu and was deeply appreciated by Zhuoyun. And he is also good friends with Arowana, the same as the Shu Stadium, and he has a soft spot for our Xishu princess Yuanzhu. β
Ah Long smiled knowingly: "Qinghe, you have never learned or learned anything, politics is in your eyes, and you will always be on the Shuqiu." Luo Dan is also young and promising, and after taking the position, he stayed on the front line of the anti-Tartar resistance, and the border defense became more and more safe. β
Di Long smiled: "Uncle Long's trip can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone, and it will be empty, but Xia Jin has formed an alliance, Shu and Wu have strengthened trade agreements, and Beihua Road has been unimpeded to promote multilateral prosperity." β
Xiao Yu'er was deeply grateful: "In the future, our 'Three Treasures of Shu Kingdom' will go straight to Northern Xia, merge with Northern Xinjiang, connect with Northern Jin, and spread all over Beihua, and be angry to Northern Tartar." β
Ah Long pondered for a moment, and then said: "Even so, it must not be underestimated, and we must not take it lightly. In my opinion, the thief's heart will not die, and the organs will be exhausted, and the spies will be assigned to sneak into the summer and wait for the opportunity to do something. β
Dilong frowned deeply: "Uncle Long, can you find any clues again?" β
Ah Long shook his head again and again: "It's a pity, it will be extremely treacherous, we missed the opportunity, failed to capture one or two, and inquired in detail." However, I have quietly checked the wounds of the late Northern Xia Ancestor King and his guards, and concluded that they were injured by the 'Golden Plug Arc Needle', the 'Maple Leaf Cold Needle', the 'Fubo Stacked Wave Nail', and the 'Emei Yin and Yang Thorn'. β
Qinghe exclaimed: "Maple Leaf, Golden Knife, and Fubo are not enough, they have always colluded with the Northern Tartars. Why is there also Northern Tartar scum in Emei? β
Di Long's face was solemn: "King Jia, Zhuo Xing's father and son have always tried to do wrong, it must be because they forgot their righteousness for the sake of profit and colluded with the Northern Tartars. β
Ah Long was silent, and only after a while did he say: "There are not a few relatives of King Jia who died under the iron hooves of the Northern Tartars, but they are consumed by power, do not know the report, are mad, and collude with jackals. β
Qinghe suddenly remembered the strange hidden weapon that shot into the back of the heart, and looked worried: "In fact, in addition to the crack, the most powerful big character is still hidden in the shadows and has never surfaced. The heart of the beast has been filled with the desire for power, but if it is not removed, the beast nature will be great, and it will eventually be a trouble. β
Ah Long sighed: "It's a pity, I'm also a human, not a god, so I really can't guess the heart of a beast." β
Qinghe shook his head again and again: "How can Ah Long be blamed for this?" It's only to blame Dongwu for raising tigers. β
Hearing this, Xiao Yu'er, who has always been optimistic and cheerful, smart and lively, suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Wu Junbo wins, what kind of character is it?" β
The moment she heard the words, the green lotus turned pale: "Xiao Yu'er suddenly asked what is this for?" β
However, Ah Long looked calm and replied with a smile: "Bo win? His father had allied with him to fight against the enemy and fought side by side; He also confronted his two armies and met each other. In fact, he is a great hero, although he is the enemy of my Western Shu, but he prospered for the Eastern Wu, and he did his best, and he died. β
When Qinghe heard this, he only felt a lotus heart, a burst of shame, a burst of entanglement, and a faint pain: "How can Bo Ying deserve such a high evaluation?" It's rare for Ah Long to be so sympathetic to our mother and son, Gu Nianbo is Xiao Yuer's biological father, and he doesn't let Xiao Yu'er be ashamed. β
After the battle was discussed, the husband and wife went back to the bedroom hand in hand, Qinghe recognized the failure, was full of contusions, and was carried to bed by Aaron.
When he undressed and removed his shirt, the gauze wrapped around Qinghe's arm was not self-evident.
Ah Long took a closer look, knowing that Qinghe's injury was not light, but he felt heartbroken, and asked urgently: "Qinghe, what happened?" Who is so bold to make you hurt so badly? β
Qinghe avoided the important and trivialized, lest his lover be distressed: "Ah Long, no wonder others, it's all me who is naughty, I accidentally fell asleep while swinging, and I fell, but it was just a flesh injury, but it was not in the way." β
Where is Ah Long willing to believe: "Qinghe, you lied to me again." Although your hands and claws are clumsy, but your legs and feet are clever, how can you be easily injured? Tell me the truth, if not, I'm going to beat your little ass to pieces. β
Qinghe smiled like a flower: "I don't believe it, I'm so unlucky, you make it worse." β