Huang Hao was stunned at first when he heard Lu Guitang's words, and then he knew that Li Changping was dead, and he was speechless for a while, not knowing what to ask, but he saw Lu Guitang's eyes turn and fell on Hui Jinghe's body.

He seemed to be smiling, and a coldness appeared in his eyes: "But the account with General Hui Xiao has to be calculated." ”

Hui Jinghe pursed his lips, although he is not as shrewd as Yuan Changxin, but he has also been used to being in the family since he was a child, he knows how to read people's eyes and listen to people's words. Gu Jin had already said that Li Changping's old injuries would recur, all because he did not hesitate to persecute the emperor's relatives for his own selfish desires.

"Yes." Hui Jinghe only responded, and knelt down towards Lu Guitang, it is said that Lu Guitang is the king, Hui Jinghe is the minister, and it is a matter of course for him to kneel to him.

But Hui Jinghe was born in Zhong Mingding's family after all, and he has never been attached to the Ningguo Mansion, and he has never groveled in front of Lu Guitang like this since he was a child.

This situation should have been, but in Huang Hao's eyes, it was indescribably awkward.

No one told him what happened, and he really couldn't understand what King Xian was talking to Hui Jinghe. Uncle Guo died, it should be because the mountain bandits under his command did not take it seriously, in this case, King Xian should spread his anger on himself, what does this have to do with Hui Jinghe?

Hui Jinghe's next words solved the doubts in Huang Hao's heart, and he said: "It is the humble duty that only cares about one's own selfish desires and seeks profit for quick success, which caused the recurrence of Uncle Guo's old injury. He didn't dare to expect His Highness to forgive, but begged ...... "He kowtowed heavily, and the ground in the military tent was rough, and this knock leaked out a bloodstain, and the hideous scar on his cheek looked shocking.

"But I hope that His Royal Highness will one day ascend to the throne, so that he can not implicate his lowly family, the mother of the family is old, and the two brothers are still young, and they do not know political affairs."

Lu Guitang only sat and listened to Hui Jinghe's words, but he didn't look at him, until he heard Hui Jinghe say this last sentence, he smiled coldly:

"Forgive your family? Why is your family innocent, neither burning, killing and looting, nor killing people and setting fires, but a good family of birds and birds choose trees to perch on, and choose the big tree of Ningguo Mansion as a shade, why should this king be responsible for this? ”

These words are actually blaming Hui Jinghe for living the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Hui Jinghe was about to explain, but he saw Lu Guitang's eyes suddenly darken, and his tone became sad again: "It's like this king and uncle have done something wrong, and they have to be tortured like your little general Hui." ”

He still vividly remembers the sound of the chains being bound and unable to move, and the feeling of the cold water flowing through his nasal cavity and the sound of the whip being whipped on Li Changping's body.

Hui Jinghe knew that he was guilty, and he didn't know what to say, but when he heard Lu Guitang's words, his heart became clear, and he figured out one thing:

Why is His Royal Highness King Xian now in Pingyang, he has been cut off from the throne, lost his relatives in pain, and is isolated, and it seems that there is no chance to turn over, but he can still get the help of Gu Jin and Chai Yu and others.

is because he is different from Lu Chengxiu, he is also a brother, and one person can abandon a piece of land and the people of a city after he has a slight mistake; The other is able to distinguish between right and wrong in the face of hatred and not implicate the guilt in others.

What is the meaning of the Lord, Hui Jinghe today sees clearly.

blamed him for being blind in the past, and he actually took a fancy to the monstrous power of the Ningguo Mansion, but he didn't know that there were drawbacks when he was powerful, and he was consumed by profit, probably so.

Thinking about these things clearly, Hui Jinghe suddenly smiled, raised his hand and drew the saber at his waist and raised it to his neck.

Between the lightning and flint, Lu Guitang and Huang Hao were shocked, they didn't expect him to make such a self-judgment, Lu Guitang hurriedly urged Nei Li to throw the teacup in his hand to block the sword, only to hear a crisp sound, the long sword fell to the ground, and the fragments were full of pieces.

Hui Jinghe was panting for breath with a good reconciliation, but Lu Guitang suddenly raised his hand to cover his heart.

The internal force was too urgent, and it pulled his internal injuries. I love to read

Hui Jinghe and Huang Hao were also taken aback, just a moment of life and death, and the three of them had more experiences.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

Lu Guitang took a few breaths, and when the pain in his heart eased slightly, he said to Hui Jinghe again: "I don't think that I am a person who owes debts and pays money to kill people to pay for my life, and now I am in a quagmire...... Ahem......"

Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly turned pale, Hui Jinghe was very annoyed, King Xian didn't want to take his life at all, he shouldn't have sought death.

Huang Hao and Hui Jinghe were at a loss in the military tent, and Leng Shan had already opened the curtain and came in.

He is the master of Yanqi Pavilion, and he has no obligation to stay and help Lu Guitang, just because of a transaction, he has repeatedly asked for help without asking for anything in return.

Now that the bandits in Dingzhou have subsided, Leng Shan originally came to resign, but he just walked to the door of the military tent and heard that something was wrong inside, and when he lifted the curtain and went in, his face was extremely cold.

Is there a time when these people are worrying, if they leave him, the master of Yanqi Pavilion, how many days can they live?

Leng Shan had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he didn't dare to delay in action, and hurriedly drove forward and clicked on a few big points on Lu Guitang's chest, and when he saw that his face was slightly softened, he ordered Hui Jinghe again: "Go and invite Miss Gu over!" ”

……

Gu Jin was very sad in the past two days, and after listening to Lu Guitang's persuasion, she went back to her military tent to rest.

Who knew that as soon as he got off the house, Hui Jinghe almost rushed in in a hurry.

I was probably not used to having a woman in the barracks, so I forgot that the person I was looking for this time was Gu Jin.

Gu Jin knew about Lu Guitang, and without saying a word, he turned back to the Chinese army's big tent.

"Ah Tang!"

There were only a few people in the military tent, Leng Shan and Huang Hao, and Gu Jin did not shy away from them, and called Lu Guitang's name.

Who knew that the long-awaited response did not come, and Gu Jin knew that he was seriously injured, and he had already fainted, and he could no longer hear his own voice.

Gu Jin took his wrist to test his pulse, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

Leng Shan did not forget to add oil and vinegar to the side: "People who practice martial arts are the most taboo and restless." It seems that His Royal Highness has hidden a lot of things in his heart these days, and he was so emotional that he urgently urged his internal force, and his breath was chaotic. ”

Gu Jin was silent, and she could also know what Leng Shan said about her pulse, but fortunately, Leng Shan came in time and sealed Lu Guitang's heart, which could save his life without worry, but he only felt a little pain in his heart:

She knew that Lu Guitang had endured the pain for her uncle, but she didn't know that he had endured it to such an extent.

The scene resurfaced before her eyes:

On that day, the sky thundered and rained rapidly, like a crying coffin to help the spirit. Lu Guitang knelt alone in front of the lonely grave of his uncle, and the gale rose, rolling up his white clothes and flying, telling him that he was lonely and helpless.