[Ran^Text^Library] Time flickered, now it is half a month has passed, in this half a month, Mo Ling has gradually recovered, his body has been able to walk freely, and all his life has been able to take care of himself, which makes Zhao Xuan very happy, in those days, Zhao Xuan set up a banquet for a few days, which can be said to be a feast for everyone, and the training all day feels less tired, and even Cheng Liang and Heiyi, both of them came to Zhao Xuan to eat and drink here, which made Zhao Xuan feel that his face was bright. Happy? Wen? Fiction www.lwxs520.com

However, after such a long time, gradually, Zhao Xuan began to be a little uncomfortable, every morning when he got up, the first thing he did was to go to Mo Ling's room to have a look, but when he walked to Mo Ling's room, he suddenly remembered that Mo Ling had woken up and didn't have to take care of her anymore, so Zhao Xuan walked away, and the figure was a little more lonely in helplessness, which made people wonder.

And Mo Ling, because she has read too many books, not to mention her deep understanding of Buddhist culture, she treats her own appearance, the death of her father-in-law and even the martial arts she has lost, she laughs and passes, she understands that life is only a hundred years, how can there be so many losses, and there will be a lot of gains, just like she is now, all of a sudden she has returned to the red dust, less of those deceits, less of those chasing and fighting, now she prefers to walk by the river with Zhao Xuan, when the night, a drunken dream of death, people forget it.

But to say that she has no sadness, it is not impossible, after all, she is not the Buddha who is high, she can't look down on everything, whenever in the dead of night, she will always be in front of the mirror, stroking the scar on the half of her face, she has despair, she has committed suicide, but when the next morning, the sun rises, looking at Zhao Xuan's sunny smiling face, her heart seems to be alive again, making people feel so comfortable.

And every time after the morning, when everyone was practicing martial arts in the courtyard, in the mountains, and by the river, they watched Zhao Xuan and Mo Ling walk together, and suddenly, everyone's faces raised a smile, it was so sincere, full of divine light, so that the two people walking together were a little shy and quickened their pace, but behind them, there was everyone's laughter.

Half a month has passed, everything has returned to a new starting point, and everyone understands that this calm is the prelude to the storm.

On the fifth day when Mo Ling woke up, everyone learned from the mouth of the spy that made Zhao Xuan, Lao Wang, and Guo Da a little sad news, Qian Hu, dead, as for how he was executed, it is unknown, but the reason written in black and white on the notice turned out to be "treason", which made Zhao Xuan very surprised.

He didn't understand in his heart, why Qian Hu, who was originally so loyal and patriotic, worked so hard for Zhao Yongqian, and even disregarded brotherhood, would be labeled as a big hat of treason, although he was surprised and surprised, but Zhao Xuan didn't say much, but one morning, the three of them came to Qian Hu's tomb at almost the same time, and sent so many bouquets of the most sincere flowers, and this feeling was really dispersed.

That day, Zhao Xuan locked himself in the house, no one knew what he was doing in it, maybe only the old Wang who had seen this young man cry understood in his heart, Zhao Xuan's heart was broken, and he was heartbroken by the most sincere friendship in the world that he thought of, eleven people, to this day, to die, to go, now, only the three of them are left, many times, even Lao Wang himself will recall that happy time, but time is this thing, after all, it is gone, even if it is remembered, It's also useless......

In the past half a month, Zhao Xuan was very hesitant in his heart, he didn't know what was wrong with him, until this day, when the black clothes came to visit, Zhao Xuan understood why he was always hesitating from time to time in his heart, it turned out that what he was afraid of was this.

When the black clothes came, they didn't come alone as usual, today, he brought some entourage and carriage, and on the carriage, although Zhao Xuan didn't understand what it was, but he knew in his heart that this must be those gold, silver and jewelry, and when this box was opened, the golden gold shot everyone's eyes hurt, and some people who love money like their lives even had a fine light in their eyes, and they would definitely think in their hearts: "How good it would be if this money was mine!" ”

Looking at these gold, silver and jewelry, even Zhao Xuan understood it in his heart, but he began to pretend to be deaf and stupid, "What do you mean by this?" ”

The black cloth laughed, and said boldly: "Zhao Xuan, I didn't come today as a friend, don't pretend to be deaf and stupid, you and I are doing things for the prince, it's just that I am loyal, and you are just hiring, this situation is already obvious today." ”

After speaking, the black-clothed man waved his hand, and then three boxes of gold, silver and jewelry were sent up, "These are just interest, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows what you like and wants, as long as the thing is done, the official, give you the most, the money, give you the most, and then you, fame and fortune will be received, wouldn't it be very happy." ”

I have to say that this paragraph of the black cloth is sonorous and powerful, quite inspiring, most of the people present began to be moved, and even made plans, if Zhao Xuan didn't agree, then he would agree, even if it was just to give him an official and a half position, even if all the money given to him was not as good as one percent of these, then he was willing, and the blazing heat that burst out of his eyes seemed to form a dazzling sunshine, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

Looking at the appearance of these people below, Zhao Xuan's heart certainly understood what the black clothes were playing, and at this moment, Sun Feng, who was on the side, remembered a sentence in his heart about the art of war, "Attack the heart first, attack the city first." The two looked at each other, and they both smiled helplessly.

Looking at the appearance of the black clothes, Zhao Xuan said after a wry smile: "Please, big brother, you don't know, I've always been low-key, don't you want to attract Zhao Yongqian like this." ”

When Heiyi heard what Zhao Xuan said, as if he had heard the funniest joke, he couldn't help laughing, "I want to attract him, but I can't attract him, this Zhao Yongqian, as if he thinks how great it is to have a Hongmen banquet, he feels as if the world is under his surveillance, drinking and enjoying all day long, there is really a feeling that Tang Xuanzong has not been a king since then." ”……

(To be continued...... ）