Jiang Tingshan patted Leng Zhongjie's back again, and walked away with his back hand.

Leng Zhongjie knelt down again in front of his father's coffin, crying and said, "Father, it seems that the commander of the Beizhen Mansion is loyal to his heart, and he can only choose one of them in the future." ”

Leng Zhongjie kowtowed to his father three more times, only moved his lips, and did not say anything: "If I choose the wrong one in the future and accidentally lose this position, father, you must forgive me." After speaking, he kowtowed three more times to the coffin.

Leng Zhongjie: They all grew up with Chu Shancheng. The biggest advantage of the gentleman, the most fascinating point, is freedom.

"This place of peace is my hometown"

Of course, the family and the country are important, and for the ministers to be the sons, it is natural that the monarch and the ministers, the father, the son and the son, should follow the rules.

However, when you clearly understand in your heart, one thing is that it is essentially problematic, "Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not chant and Xu Xing" is the life principle they learned from Chu Shancheng.

Even if you lose with nothing, and the loss is extremely ugly, don't you regret living this life?

He listened to what the emperor said, and he believed it on the surface.

But the heart is unmoved.

Because he understood early on that the emperor and the people sometimes did not stand aside.

Those were the ones he had seen with his own eyes, and they shook his heart more than the few beautiful words he had heard from the emperor's mouth.

But after following Chu Shancheng for so many years, these brothers have also learned to be a mature adult, talking to people and talking about ghosts.

Whatever the emperor wants to hear, he can say.

As long as it doesn't touch his bottom line, these superficial things don't matter to him at all, and he won't go to his heart.

Sometimes, it's like he's out of his body.

A true self, looking at the way he groveled just now, yawned, and thought to himself, when will the emperor leave, he is tired of acting, is it true that the emperor looks at the same courtiers and the same groveling every day, and he will not feel bored and repetitive in his heart?

Life is nothing more than a play, true or false, false or false, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

What matters is those things that have a so-called.

For example, when his father dies, he will definitely make those Mongols pay the price they deserve.

。。。。。。

A fishing boat drifts all the way up from Nanjing to the capital, and it takes a month and a half.

What's more, Dong Xiaowan was seriously injured, and from time to time she had to take her off the boat to find a doctor to prescribe some new medicine, and at the same time, she was afraid that her identity would be exposed, so she didn't dare to stay in one place for too long.

After about three or four days, Dong Xiaowan suddenly coughed twice one night, and Shi Qian, who was sleeping on the ground next to Dong Xiaowan, woke up.

Shi Qian lived a life of no fixed place all the year round and inquired about the news, his sleep was very shallow, Dong Xiaowan's two coughs instantly dispersed all his sleepiness, Shi Qian suddenly got up from the bed, and looked at Dong Xiaowan sleeping on the bed: "Are you awake?" Do you drink water? ”

Dong Xiaowan was not familiar with Shi Qian, he had only seen him once in the capital, when he and Chu Shancheng were talking.

So I didn't recognize it for a while, so I shrank back in a panic and asked in a dumb voice, "Who are you?" He looked around again and asked in a panic, "Where is this?" ”

Shi Qian licked his lips, not knowing how to explain, so he had to point to his face: "You take a closer look at me, we have met in the feudal mansion in the capital, I am Brother Chu's brother, I am here to save you!" Especially in the last sentence, Shi Qian accentuated his tone.

Shi Qian thought that there were too many things to explain, and it was not clear to explain for a while, so it was most important to dispel Dong Xiaowan's doubts first.

After all, Dong Xiaowan, who had just woken up from a coma, had panic flashing in her eyes, like a rabbit that saw a hunter, at a loss.

Shi Qian swallowed his saliva, looking at Dong Xiaowan's weak appearance, he could barely speak, and could only barely look at a mouth shape.

Because she was choked by her throat before, her vocal cords were somewhat damaged, and the doctor told him that even if Dong Xiaowan woke up, it was best not to speak for a while, otherwise it would be more seriously worn.

Shi Qian was stunned for a while, then quickly stood up and poured a glass of water from the table for Dong Xiaowan, and put it at the head of Dong Xiaowan's bed first.

helped Dong Xiaowan up from the bed, rubbed the quilt she was leaning on and stuffed her behind her, so that she could barely sit on the bed, which should be more comfortable.

Then he handed the tea to Dong Xiaowan's hands and held her hands with both hands, for fear that Dong Xiaowan would not have the strength in her hands and would not be able to spill the tea on her body.

Shi Qian first explained from Dong Xiaowan's physical condition: "You were whipped before, and you were almost strangled to death by the neck, so you were in a coma for a few days. In the past two days, I have also asked you a doctor. ”

"It's not too much of a problem, it's just that you might have two scars on your back, and then maybe you won't be able to speak for a while because your throat is damaged."

Dong Xiaowan glanced at Shi Qian, then lowered her head to look at the tea in her hand, biting her lower lip.

I really don't have the strength in my hands, and I can't hold the teacup very well, so I can only lean on my leg and barely keep the teacup from falling down with my fingers.

"Scar, ....." Dong Xiaowan's mouth moved.

She could indeed feel the pain of the fire burning in her back, and she remembered what kind of torture she had experienced that night.

Shi Qian couldn't believe that he saw Dong Xiaowan suddenly chuckle.

Because Dong Xiaowan is really happy from the bottom of her heart.

Anyone who has ever experienced the moment of death and thought that he was going to die will laugh when he sees that he is still alive.

It's so easy to live for such a thing, it's so happy!

Dong Xiaowan moved her mouth at Shi Qian, just two words: "Thank you!" ”

Shi Qian was embarrassed all of a sudden, scratched his head for a while, and waved his hand for a while: "Don't ...... Don't thank me! "The mouth is polite, and the corners of the mouth are almost to the ears.

"That, it's mainly Mao Xiang, the county magistrate of Nanjing City can save you! When I arrived, you were unconscious, and I was only ordered to get you out of prison. ”

Dong Xiaowan still smiled, pointed to the teacup, lifted it with great effort, and quickly fell back to his lap, spilling a few drops. wanted to explain to Shi Qian, she didn't have the strength to hold the teacup yet.

Shi Qian immediately said, "Oh..... Oh! "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot that you're still weak now, I'll come!" Carefully took out the teacup from Dong Xiaowan's hand, brought it to her mouth, and gave Dong Xiaowan a cool blow to her mouth.

Dong Xiaowan really did a good job, and he couldn't care if these actions were a little ambiguous, it was completely forced by life, so he took a sip of water from the teacup and nodded at Shi Qian, meaning that it was okay.

Shi Qian took the teacup away from Dong Xiaowan's lips and put it aside.