"Where's the Eiling?" After Lu Gaohong stayed in Mingtai for a while, he only felt a headache, and when he returned to the mansion, he saw that Mrs. Lu and Lu Chen were there, but he didn't see Lu Huiling, so he asked casually.

Mrs. Lu rubbed Lu Gaohong's head lightly, and said: "Huiling has been well-behaved recently, he has been reading and writing in the house, he doesn't go out often, and he doesn't drink wine anymore. ”

"Hmm." Lu Gaohong closed his eyes and answered.

Lu Gaohong specially removed Lu Huiling's portrait from the list of saints selected by Qintian, he was worried that Lu Huiling would make a fool of himself in front of the three armies and the saint, and besides, it was the prince Jing who she was thinking about this time, rather than going out to make a fool of himself and being brushed down, it was better not to run for election early.

He was worried about Qi Jingqin's command, Qi Jingqin was in command, and Liang Fengmian helped him, even if the battle of Qizhou was difficult and dangerous, he would definitely return with a great victory, of course, Lu Gaohong also hoped that this battle would be won, which would be a good thing for the country and the people.

But on the day of Qi Jingqin's triumphant return, the prince's situation will be in danger, not to mention what the emperor wants, the courtiers will definitely impeach the prince and elect Qi Jingqin as the prince.

At that time, even if Lu Gaohong and the king of Shuzhong are forced to die, the emperor is afraid that he will not listen to it again.

On one side is the diligent and upward-looking, Wen Taowu is proficient in everything; On one side is the incompetent, mediocre and incompetent prince. If Rao was Lu Gaohong and not his uncle, he would also choose Qi Jingqin.

However, before Lu Fushuang died, he entrusted Qi Jingyang to Lu Gaohong, and instructed him to do his best to protect his position as the crown prince, which was also to preserve Lu Fushuang's last dignity as the queen before his death.

He has to ensure that the crown prince ascends to the throne no matter what, not only to fulfill the dying instructions successively, but also to revitalize the Lu family!

But now that Qi Jingqin is making great achievements, Rao is Lu Gaohong, and he can't think of how to help the crown prince Qi Jingyang at this time.

Mrs. Lu gently rubbed Lu Gaohong's head, looked at the gradually gray bun on Lu Gaohong's head, sighed and said: "Master, worry less about the affairs of your children, look at you, you will not be very old next year, and your hair will be almost half white." ”

Lu Gaohong shook his head, raised his hand to hold Mrs. Lu's hand, and said, "Now I don't have any expectations for our children, I just hope that they can be safe and happy." Chen'er doesn't want to be an official in the court, so I will try to create a platform and background for him to indulge his talents, and now he can keep to himself and not cause trouble for me outside, I am already very happy. ”

Mrs. Lu sat next to him, palm on his palm, just like on the wedding night many years ago, he took her hand and made a vow.

"Then what is the master bothering about now?" Mrs. Lu asked with a concerned expression.

"Prince Jingyang, and his daughter Huiling." Lu Gaohong sighed and held Mrs. Lu's hand tightly.

Mrs. Lu didn't know what to say for a while, Prince Jingyang has always been a hot potato in their hands, and what he said was ugly was something that was not enough to succeed and more than to fail.

"Isn't the Emic good lately? What is the lord worried about? Mrs. Lu asked puzzled.

"Alas..."Lu Gaohong shook his head and stood up, "Where is she, I'll go see her." ”

"You should be practicing in the backyard at this time." Mrs. Lu also stood up and wanted to go with him.

Lu Gaohong waved his hand: "No need, I'll go by myself." ”

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There are beautiful women in the southern country, dancing lightly with green waists.

The feast is in the autumn twilight, and the clouds and rain are flying.

Dancing like an orchid, like a swimming dragon.

Yue Yan stopped the front stream, and Wu Ji stopped moving.

The slow state cannot be poor, and the complex posture is curved to the end.

The low back lotus breaks the waves, and the snow is messy and windy.

When you fall, you look forward to it, and you want to empty it.

Wei Qiu couldn't catch it, so he flew to chase after him.

…

As soon as I arrived in the backyard, I heard Lu Huiling's singing.

Between the autumn wind and falling leaves, Lu Huiling's long hair fell down to her waist, and only a simple flying fairy bun was tied on the top of her head, fixed with a Dai hosta with a southern pearl, she was dressed in a moon-white brocade dress, and her long water sleeves fluttered in the air with her light dancing posture.

The moon-white brocade suit was light and shallow, and Lu Huiling could vaguely be seen hiding under the brocade dress, wearing a string of silver bell anklets on her ankles, dancing and dancing, and the bells swayed gently with the rhythm of her dance.

Lu Gaohong looked at her under the flower gallery, the ginkgo maple leaves were in the falling season, and the autumn wind evoked the falling leaves to dance with her, as if a graceful fairy went down to the mortal world and danced in the falling leaves.

Lu Huiling turned around, her long hair flew in the air into a good-looking arc, she covered her charming face with her water sleeves, she looked like she was half-covering her face with a pipa in her arms, and her eyebrows were lowered, as if she was going to tickle the hearts of men all over the world.

Lu Gaohong was stunned, he stared intently at his grown daughter, and in a trance, he saw the shadow of his dead sister Lu Fushuang from Lu Huiling's body.

A few years ago, Lu Fushuang danced on an ark in the Yao Chi of the Imperial Palace on Chinese New Year's Eve, dancing lightly, stunning everyone, and the reason why Lu Fushuang has always remembered the emperor is also her superb dancing posture, like a celestial person.

Lu Huiling was dancing to the rise, and when she turned around, she saw someone under the flower corridor, she took a closer look, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted: "Daddy." ”

Lu Gaohong's eyes were moist, he saw the figure of his dead sister on his daughter's body, he quickly turned around to avoid Lu Huiling's gaze, secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned back to his senses, and said to Lu Huiling: "Come and see you for my father." ”

Lu Huiling didn't understand what he meant, and walked towards Lu Gaohong with his skirt and water sleeves: "Is Daddy crying?" ”

In Lu Huiling's impression, although his father is a literati and ink writer, he has a very delicate mind, but he is by no means as cowardly as some literati in the past, he has a spirit that is more tenacious than a mountain ridge, and she has never seen his father cry.

Lu Gaohong sniffed, raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and said with a smile: "No, the autumn wind is too strong, blowing up the sand and blurring my eyes." ”

He looked at Lu Huiling's puzzled look and knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he didn't want to explain anymore, so he changed the topic: "Why did you suddenly dance." ”

Speaking of this, Lu Huiling was depressed, she sat casually on the bar under the flower gallery, and said: "Recently, the war has been tight, people on the street are panicking, and my daughter is bored to death. I heard that three days later, Qi Jingqin marched to the army, 100,000 troops, the emperor will definitely practice for the army on the Ming platform, I thought that Qin Tianjian could choose me to be a saint, so I practiced dance skills in the mansion, who knew that Qin Ruilan was not selected for me. But it makes me depressed, if I can dance in front of the army, it will be determined that the woman Qi Jingqin regrets marrying is not me! ”

Lu Huiling picked up the fallen leaves at hand angrily, tore them apart at random and ran out.

Lu Gaohong was a little surprised, he didn't know that Lu Huiling would be unhappy because of this kind of thing, but now the number of saintesses is full.

No, when he came back from the Mingtai campus, he heard that Lord Qin Tianjian was looking around for a goddess who could dance on the drums of war, and she was the most anticipated woman for this festival.

Lu Gaohong looked at Lu Huiling, who was sitting on the side, and watched Lu Huiling dance just now, dancing lightly, like the queen who danced on the light boat back then.

The emperor has always been obsessed with the queen, if he saw a woman who looked like the former queen...

Lu Gaohong looked at Lu Huiling, struggling and hesitating in his heart, he didn't know whether to do this or not. On the one hand, it is the prince Qi Jingyang, whose position as the prince is in danger, and on the other hand, it is his own daughter Lu Huiling, he doesn't dare to bet...

After some ideological struggle, Lu Gaohong chose to sacrifice his daughter Lu Huiling to become the prince of the stable prince Qi Jingyang.

"Eiling, what if your father could make you a goddess?" Lu Gaohong asked tentatively.

To let Lu Huiling dance on the stage, according to Lu Huiling's own exquisite dancing skills, for Lu Gaohong, it is just something that can be achieved by opening his mouth.

Lu Huiling slowly raised his head to look at Lu Gaohong, and asked suspiciously, "Goddess?" ”