In verse 12, the man was holding a woman, and a pair of magic hands were swimming around on the woman. The woman kept struggling, begging, crying.

And many men around saw him singing for a long time, but there was no movement, and one of them shouted: "Lu Gongzi, hurry up." On"

From this point of view, the one standing below is Lu Jinglun, the target this time. The large group of people around him was his family, and they were guarded.

"Open, open, open!" Everyone roared loudly.

Lu Jinglun sang to his heart's content, and with the intention of drinking, he put his left hand around the woman next to him, and threw his right hand violently. Then he saw three dice thrown to the ground by him, dripping and spinning.

Wu Ming looked down from above and knew that these people were playing the three-dice gamble, which was very popular in the army because it was easy to carry.

This Lu Jinglun stared at the dice on the ground that kept changing colors, and said vigorously in his mouth: "Supreme, Supreme." ”

The three dice spun on the ground for a while, and finally slowly stopped, Wu Ming and them were too far apart, so they naturally couldn't see clearly, but everyone around Lu Jinglun let out a burst of cheers. Wu Ming knew that this Lu Jinglun was afraid of losing.

One of them laughed and said, "Childe's luck may not be very good, and he lost again." Are your hands not clean? ”

Lu Jinglun lowered his head and thought for a while, then pushed the woman in his arms to the ground, and then pounced. So he went and pulled the woman's clothes. He said freely: "I said why my luck is so bad, but it turned out to be the reason for this little girl's skin." Anyway, Lao Tzu will be dirty to the end. ”

"Huh-" The woman was caught off guard, and a piece of her clothes was torn off the boss. A large patch of white flower skin was revealed. She couldn't help but struggle even harder.

There was a burst of laughter all around, and everyone was so excited that they applauded again and again, and some ** shouted: "Come on, come on, come on, come on." ”

Wu Ming really couldn't stand it anymore, he pulled out the covered bushes, roared, and worked lightly. Like a big bird, it floated down from the mouth of the canyon more than ten meters high.

The soldiers of the Guards Battalion behind him appeared one after another, followed Wu Ming, and also jumped down from the mouth of the canyon.

Jumping off a cliff more than ten meters high is naturally very difficult for ordinary people, but for these martial artists. But it is light and extreme.

For a while, the clothes were flying. More than a hundred soldiers of the Guards Battalion dressed in bright yellow robes fell from the mouth of the canyon. This scene is quite spectacular.

These men at the bottom of the valley have long been stunned. Dumbfounded at this scene. It took a long time for some people to react and were about to touch the weapons around them, when someone shouted in horror: "Yes, it's the Guards Battalion." ”

The guard battalion of the Eastern Han Dynasty not only shouldered the task of guarding the royal members, but even had the right to report illegality when necessary. Moreover, the entire battalion was responsible only to the emperor. The crown prince mobilized nearly three-quarters of his forces this time, and it was the current emperor Xuanyuan Wei who authorized this honor.

In this way, the officials naturally hated and feared this team of warriors. I can't afford to mess with it. So when I see it, I usually stay away from it and stay away. Lu Jinglun, as a child of a family, must have been reminded by his elders in this regard.

At this time, when I saw more than 100 soldiers of the Guards Battalion descending from the sky, my first reaction was: "It's over, my life is over." ”

Resistance? The hundreds of family members who followed him, the guards were a few martial artists from the first to the third stage, but in front of these more than 100 martial artists above the third level, it was not enough to plug the other party's teeth. Run away? With his small body, it is estimated that he was caught up by others without running two steps.

When I was depressed, I saw a tall man, with a white cape, a white sweatshirt, white pants, and black thin-soled fast boots. took the lead, and walked towards him with a blue face. Immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly greeted him: "Lord Wu, I have important information, I hope you will forgive Xiao this time." ”

Wu Ming's "benevolence" is well-known in the whole army, this Lu Jinglun Wu Ming doesn't know him, but every time the prince discusses matters, Wu Ming is beside him. And, every time I fight, I go high on everyone's heads, fighting fires everywhere, and it's really a bit difficult to know him.

The news of his big wine banquet last night has not yet spread, and even if it does, this Lu Jinglun only slipped away today, and he must not know the information yet. Otherwise, what he would think, it is unknown.

Wu Ming held back a fire in his heart, and was about to step forward and end this disgusting thing with one palm, when he saw Lu Jinglun say this, he became interested, so he asked, "What important news?" ”

Lu Jinglun's face perked up, and his heart was playful, so he stepped forward and looked at the many people around him: "I wonder if Lord Wu can take a step to speak?" ”

The two of them chose a quiet corner, stood still, and he leaned in Wu Ming and whispered: "The emperor has died, and it is said that he was poisoned by Concubine Qing." Lord Taiwei Li is currently in lockdown throughout the city, and the whole country is under martial law. ”

An electric current rose from the soles of Wu Ming's feet and rushed to the back of his head, and his whole head was "buzzing", he shook his head and glared at Lu Jinglun fiercely.

Lu Jinglun looked at Wu Ming's wide-open eyes, startled, jumped away again and again, and muttered to himself: "It's true, it's true, I didn't lie to you." ”

Wu Ming's heart was churning, this Lu Jinglun was a son of the family of Taiwei Li Tie, and he must have gotten the inside news of the family as soon as possible. And before leaving, the prince repeatedly instructed himself not to leave a living mouth, and he must have known this earth-shattering news. He fainted and vomited blood, most likely because of this, I don't know if it was because he was worried about his dilemma, or because he was sad about his father's death? Or both? I don't know, how many people in the army still know about this news? Judging from the look on the face of the prince who ordered himself to kill his mouth, it should not be very much. But why didn't the prince quit the army?

For a moment, he stayed where he was, his thoughts fluttering, and his heart was in turmoil.

At this time, Zhu Yuhu saw him and Lu Jinglun talking to each other on the side, and there was no response for a long time, so he ran over and shouted loudly: "Lord Wu, hurry up and tie it up, hand it over to the prince's brother, we are all a great achievement." ”

Wu Ming raised his head, and in his frightened gaze, he slowly slapped his palm on Lu Jinglun's head, Lu Jinglun's eyes widened, and he was full of incredulity.

"Poof-" A bright red arrow of blood erupted from his mouth.

Zhu Yuhu stayed in place and was sprayed all over his face. He stood there for a long time, then slowly crouched on the ground and began to cry. A group of soldiers of the Guards Battalion looked at the tall figure in the field, and for a while, they felt a little strange.

All the deserters looked at this scene, prostrate on the ground one after another, and shouted: "My lord's life, my lord's life, my lord's life, we are all forced, and we will not dare next time." ”

In the air, there was a foul smell, and there was ** urinary incontinence.

At this time, the insulted woman had already gotten up, tidied up her messy clothes, squatted alone in a corner, and sobbed quietly, Wu Ming noticed that this woman should be a Han person, or a descendant of the Han nationality. Fair skin. Brunette. There is a big difference from the brown skin of the natives, the brown hair. Looking at its side, it should be quite a bit of a posture, which is rare on the Nanban side. No wonder Lu Jinglun will take a fancy to it.

Wu Ming looked at the deserter kneeling on the ground and shouted, "Except for this woman, what about the other locals?" ”

A group of deserters lay on the ground, looking at each other for a while, and a leader stood up, glanced at Wu Ming carefully, bowed his head and replied: "The grass people are Lu Gongzi, oh no, Lu Jinglun's housekeeper Xin Sheng, and there are others, Lu Jinglun told us to be locked in the cellar." ”

A group of soldiers from the Guards Battalion broke into the room, and in a few moments, three people were brought out of it.

It was supposed to be a family of four, and the soldiers of the Guards Battalion brought it out were an old man, a middle-aged man, and a child of five or six years old.

This middle-aged man has dark skin and thick lips, and he looks like a local. As soon as she was released, she saw a sobbing woman in the corner, so she ran over and hugged her tightly. One whispered comforting, while staring at everyone with hateful eyes.

The little boy is a typical mixed-race child, although he is a little more like his father, but his long black hair and fair skin can't hide the fact that he is of Han descent. He had already pounced and shouted, "Grandma, grandma." ”

And the old man, after looking at everyone for a long time, turned into the house tremblingly, and after a while, he took out a large jar of wine, he opened the lid of the wine, and suddenly, a fragrance spread, covering up the blood in the air. Then, he looked at Wu Ming with a begging face: "My lord, this is the mangosteen fruit wine that my family has treasured for the longest time." There are three altars in total, all of which are used to honor you, and beg the adults to spare our family. After speaking, he knelt by the wine altar and kowtowed again and again.

Wu Ming knows that mangosteen is a special fruit of Nanban, and it is known as "the queen of fruits in water". The fruit of mangosteen is as large as a persimmon, the fruit shape is flat and round, and the shell is thick and hard and dark purple. This thing has a sweet and sweet taste, and it is lubricating and delicious. But it is not easy to preserve, and once five days have passed, the taste changes dramatically. Every year, the emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty would ask the Nanban to pay tribute to a part of mangosteen. As a result, Nanban can only use post stations and Pegasus to teleport. This thing is more common in Nanban, but in Kyoto, it is more expensive than gold. I don't know if there is a reason for the independence of the Southern Barbarian King Pabri this time.

Later, I don't know who it is, but I found that this thing is really good for winemaking, and the famous bard Ding Shou recorded in "Travels in a Foreign Land": its wine "is fragrant for thousands of miles, making people want to get drunk", so far, this wine is famous. In the upper echelons of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it was also famous for its hospitality. Its aging is even more intoxicating, and it is often copied to sky-high prices.

When the old man moved out of these jars of wine, he probably also took out the most valuable things in the family. In exchange for the safety of the family.

The middle-aged man stood up abruptly, waving his fist and shouting, "Abba, don't ask these brutes, I'm going to kill these shameless brutes." In a panic, the old man hurriedly covered the man's mouth, and the father and son immediately cried and shouted. Scuffling together, messing around.

Wu Ming's heart was heavy, and he commanded everyone to clean up the place, and then drove the hundreds of deserters to slowly retreat towards the mouth of the canyon.

As he reached the mouth of the canyon, the little boy suddenly stood up. Like his father, he waved his fists and shouted: "You Han dogs, bully my grandma, I will kill you all when I grow up." ”

His voice is crisp, with a childish childlike voice. It's as nice as a bird in the morning. When everyone turned their heads, they saw the little boy's black hair, and his fair skin shone with a dreamy light.