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Chapter 88

Master, I really think Ye Qing is unlucky.

When I met this Dharma King for the first time, we met for the second time as hostile sides, which made this person meet my master in a very embarrassed state.

As an older brother, he is really a very good candidate.

I really don't know anything about him other than the battlefield.

But now that this thing is done, I can see the familiar taste of my master.

Ask where the familiarity is, in my daddy. Of course, the object of my father's treatment is naturally my beautiful wife.

"Huan'er, I brought you this breakfast."

Master, I attended a grand sacrifice ceremony yesterday, and then I was frightened by the person in front of me, and then I fell ill weakly.

Yes, aren't all beauties weak?

Since ancient times, there is a lot of life, and I think that there is less exercise in the majority, you think, this beauty is like this, if it is sports, the action is naturally not very elegant, so how can it be beautiful?

The above is pure nonsense. That's right, sir, I just don't want to look too frustrated in the eyes of others, that's all.

Ye Qing was born a great beauty, but I'm not, master, I really can't stand my weakness from time to time.

“…… Brother Xie. ”

I originally wanted to call him King Fa, but when I saw that early in the morning, the general of a country marching and fighting brought me food alone, and my lord couldn't say anything about His Royal Highness King Xie.

Ye Qing, master, I took advantage of you.

When His Holiness heard the sound of "brother", the whole group felt very comfortable, even more comfortable than his first big victory!

"Then you eat, I'll go out first, you, after you eat, rest and rest, I, for my brother, I'm not in a hurry."

Master, I looked at a rough old man, like a young man in his early twenties and a half, who was at a loss when he saw his daughter-in-law, and felt very uncomfortable in my heart.

(System: This metaphor sounds like we're panicking......

He Yanhuan: I didn't let you listen, plug your ears! ）

"Would you like to stay with you for breakfast?" It was still so early, so he had breakfast, so naturally he came over without eating.

“…… No...... No need, Huan'er, you can eat first. ”

Master, I looked at the Dharma King's face full of wishes to dine together, but I said that I didn't need to.

It's really a righteous lord.

If I don't want it, how can I eat this whole box of breakfast by myself?

"Xinfeng, go to the kitchen and get a pair of chopsticks for my brother."

I don't know when he will agree to this suspicious person, so it's better to let Xinfeng fetch it directly.

Xinfeng felt that his son-in-law was really very courageous! His Highness was a little embarrassed.

After cleaning my hands with the handkerchief next to the food box, I turned around and looked at His Royal Highness the King in front of me with a happy and cautious face.

A sour nose.

Why bother with me, an impostor?

At this table, it was all my favorite food, so he naturally put a lot of effort into the preparation.

Sima Jin sat at the table, his heart was happy, and when he didn't know how to express it, he saw a hand hand hand handed a bun to him.

"Give."

It's as if they've never been separated for years. They have been living in the same place, eating breakfast together every day.

Sima Jin's body was restrained and cautiously tight

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Zhang was gone in an instant, he felt that there was no longer a fear of separation between them, and he would no longer be afraid of losing the brother in front of him.

Their plain breakfast was like any ordinary home in the world, simple but precious.

Master, I saw that His Holiness finally stopped restraining himself like that, and he was finally able to eat with peace of mind.

Before eating, I still felt that I wanted to sleep after eating, but after eating, I was no longer sleepy, and it happened that the wheelchair made by the craftsman was also sent to me that day.

"What is this?"

Sima Jin and the others had never seen this thing, so they felt very strange, although Xinfeng and they had seen the drawings, they still felt very delicate when they saw the real thing.

"This thing was seen by Master Wumo in a book, and seeing that my legs and feet were inconvenient, he instructed the craftsman to come and draw it according to the appearance in his memory, and give it to me for transportation."

It is impossible for me to come up with this thing, but if it is Master Wumo, this credibility will increase by a few layers. After all, a mad monk who has traveled all over the world has a much greater chance of seeing this thing, and it is better than a servant who is bored in the mansion to come and see.

"Oh? Where did the Master see this? Are there any titles? ”

I knew that this matter could not be settled like this, so it was natural to investigate, and this person who became a general would naturally not let go of any clues!

The general said and laughed, that day the son enjoyed the scenery in this courtyard, the little monk was on the side, saw the son sitting on the couch, suddenly remembered the time of the tour, met a rural village man because of the mountain to chop wood injured his legs and feet, at that time he was sitting on a chair that looked like this, that day to see the child, then remembered. Childe asked, but he couldn't remember clearly, so he thought he had seen Childe's words back in the wild book. ”

Five children are high! Wild history needs to have evidence, but if you see other people doing this thing, then it is not an unusual thing, and it can be regarded as justified.

"In this case, this thing Huan'er has also made a lot of effort?"

Sima Jin didn't have any doubts on his face, he originally had a lot of complaints about the crazy monk who followed his brother, this person was a person from Great Xia, although Xinfeng had already known in his heart that this person was a worry-free junior disciple, but he still had a lot of doubts about him.

But if it is harmless to Huan'er, he is a monk with no martial arts, but he has nothing.

Master, I think this Dharma King can also reverse black and white. Tell him plainly that this is what Master Wumo has worked so hard to come to, he is good, play a side game, master, I have now become the one who has spent a lot of effort in this.

"Sure enough, Huan'er is a blessing for her brother!"

Hehe! Brother, is this cheek getting thicker and thicker from the wind and sun of the war? How can you put gold on your brother!

"Does the Dharma King mean that he wants to use this in the army?"

"Yes, this king has this intention, I don't know if the master can cut his love?"

"The soldiers in the army are either dead or wounded, and those who are injured are more or less disabled, and they can't accept that they have disabilities every year, and there are many soldiers who are wasted, if they have this thing, at least they can move freely, do what they can, and also reduce their guilt and burden."

Soldiers, disabled soldiers. In the last battle, I don't know how many people became disabled because of my scourge......

If this thing can relieve some of their suffering, why not?

"Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and the poor monk is a Buddhist person, so he naturally hopes that all living beings can be safe and happy."

"Where's Huan'er?"

"I'm okay with that."

Sir, I don't have a face to have an opinion.

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Some of them are disabled because of me, and I can't atone for my sins, so how can I stop them from living a little better?

"This king is on behalf of the thousands of soldiers in Daqing, thank you two."

"Don't dare to be, Your Highness."

He Yanhuan really didn't dare to be.

"I, I'll try it for them."

I didn't want to be noticed, so I proposed to try the performance of this wheelchair. Xinfeng saw that Childe wanted to try this performance, so he wanted to help Childe sit on it.

"Go get a cushion and a blanket, and I'll hold Huan'er."

"Yes."

This newly made wheelchair is smooth and undecorated, and if you sit on it, it will definitely be very human. It's better to put on a mat and a blanket.

Master, I looked at the hands handed over by His Holiness the Dharma, which were covered with calluses, and the calluses at the tiger's mouth were very thick, which he saw when he ate in the morning, but when he put his hands up, he found that those calluses were amazingly thick.

It was in stark contrast to Ye Qing's slender white fingers.

But it's also sad to watch. This person is also a prince of Daqing, for this borderless territory, a pair of hands thick is not much stronger than the old peasant.

"Huan'er grabbed her sleeves, her brother's hand was too good."

The eyes are hot, and he hurriedly bows his head.

But this man was always thinking about his brother, and he had suffered so much, and he did not say a word of suffering, but he was afraid that the mark left by it would be on his brother.

Having said that, how could anyone dislike him?

Sima Jin saw his brother's hands holding his palms, and the corners of his lips were full of smiles. His Sima Jin's younger brother just knew that he felt sorry for him, and after a long time, he was still his closest relative.

Seeing this coming, he pushed Huan'er, Huan'er didn't say a word since then, he pushed Huan'er, and looked at his back in front of his eyes, clear and warm.

"Huan'er, don't be wronged for your brother."

"Although I have suffered a little for my brother, but now that I have found joy, it is all worth it."

"Huan'er will be with her brother in the future, and the brother will protect Huan'er and won't let Huan'er suffer again."

"Before I found Huan'er, every time I fought as a brother, I told myself that I must not let myself be gone, because I haven't completed my mother's entrustment, and I haven't found Huan'er yet, so how can Sima Jin die!"

"Brother wants to take Huan'er back, give Huan'er the best everything, don't let Huan'er leave her brother's side, protect Huan'er for her brother, just like her mother hoped before she died, Huan'er will spend this life smoothly and happily."

"Now that I have got my wish and found Huan'er, it is the best gift from God to my brother!"

There is no one around, Sima Jinyuan is not a person who is good at expression, but this person is a close relative, so naturally there are more words.

"If so...... You didn't find it? ”

Master, I listened to the words of the Dharma King behind me, and felt that finding his younger brother had become his obsession, but I am not, and his younger brother will never have a chance to stand in front of him alive.

"Then find me to die."

I'll go! Master, I just wanted to take advantage of this atmosphere and talk about it, but I didn't think that the person behind me actually spoke. If you find death, he is dead, and you can't find death if you find it!

"Why be so persistent?"

Persistence makes people tired, so why care so much?

"Looking for you is the biggest thing in my brother's life."

"Thankfully, I found it."

You haven't found it, you can't find it anymore, how can I say that?

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