Chapter 127: Youth

Li Lan smiled lightly and turned back, looking unfazed, fixed his eyes on Zhou Zhi's face, and looked at it carefully.

This guy is dressed nicely.

The words and deeds are put in the Deping Bo Mansion, and they will not fall behind those entourage.

His sentence sounded like it was just to show off, and he had to be valued by Li Yuanru, but in fact, he patted him on the back without a trace, well, of course, if he is indeed a good brother who cares about his sister.

Li Lanqi is obviously not a good brother who cares about his sister, but Rao is like this, with the current situation, it is impossible for him not to come out as an appearance, ruining the smooth road he paved before.

And in this way, he can only "let go" of this inconsequential little guy and no longer fight with him.

Offensive and attackable.

Retreat can be defended.

With a seemingly useless "waste chess", the whole "chess game" was revitalized.

Oh, he really deserves to be a person who works beside Zhu Shize, so clever and cunning, I'm afraid that many junior generals in the army are still excessive!

"When Shi Ze went out, did he say, when will he come back?"

Li Lanqi nodded lightly, pretending to accept the thoughtful flattery, but in his heart, he had already planned quickly.

He and Zhu Shize, his brother-in-law, are still not close, and his understanding of him is limited to the fact that he was young and ambitious, and he once made military achievements in southern Xinjiang with the rank of second-rank martial arts, and the rumors of "rushing to the crown and being angry for a red face".

"Li Gongzi really loves to joke!"

"The deeds of the masters, which of us are qualified to inquire about the deeds of our current people?"

I decided in my heart that Li Lanqi was "provoking", and Zhou Zhi instinctively was a little more cautious in dealing with him.

In his mind, anyone who suddenly died of his sister would not be in a good mood, not to mention, he was poisoned to death?

Not to mention, whether the relationship between the elder brother and his sister is close, just because the sister's husband's family has dragged on for so long, and he has not handed over the poisoner to investigate this point, it is enough for him to be angry!

Although in terms of knighthood, the Chengguo Mansion is indeed two levels higher than the Deping Bo Mansion, according to the etiquette system, the Deping Bo Mansion should bow down to the Chengguo Mansion.

However, in terms of the military power in charge, the Deping Bo Mansion, which commanded the Northeast Battalion, was sufficient, and only the Chengguo Mansion of the Admiral of the Shenji Battalion was in charge, and it was difficult to look back.

What's more, the current trend is that the Chengguo Mansion is ignoring it first.

Zongde Pingbo made people surround the Chengguo Mansion and ask for justice with their family and country, and their family and country, I am afraid that it is, and they can only settle the matter, and they will not pay for it, not to mention, they just have a young master, and they have an "appointment" with their young master!

"Pity my sister, in order to marry him, back then, I didn't hesitate to threaten my father with death."

"I don't mind at all, someone is pointing behind her back, saying that the person she married is a ...... That's it, that's it, it's been a few years, and now, with this fate, it can be regarded as her own fault......"

Whether Li Yuanru threatened Li Ming with death or not, Li Lanqi didn't know.

To be exact, apart from herself and Li Ming, there is no third person who knows about it at all.

Now, the former is dead and has no proof, and the latter is completely impossible, and some people are "dead" and run to inquire.

Therefore, he can make up as much as he wants, and use this to extract Zhu Shize's sympathy and guilt, so as to achieve the ultimate goal of "befriending" him and getting close to Ling Jun.

In terms of acting skills, Li Lanqi is undoubtedly commendable.

Just because he guards a dead man who is not familiar with him at all, he can still shed tears, and he can't do it with anyone.

"Ru'er, it's all because my brother is not good, in general, I only care about my own future, and I am full of thoughts, only when I am in power, can I rely on you and let you live well in your husband's family."

"Who would have thought that because of this self-righteousness, he took less care of your daily life, and let people take advantage of the loopholes and harm your life......"

In the martial Ming Dynasty, a man who cries and wipes tears will undoubtedly be ridiculed, especially since this person is still from the Wuxun family.

However, at this time, Li Lanqi, who was sitting next to Li Yuanru's coffin and wiping his tears from his sleeve, made people feel a little disdainful, as if only by doing something like him should it be like a person who has just lost a loved one.

It can be said that all those who do not know him will feel sympathy and admiration for him after witnessing the change in his complete expression.

sympathized with him, didn't know how to fight in the house, mistakenly entrusted his sister to someone who was not worthy of trust, and a mistake turned into a thousand years of hatred.

admires him, regards family affection, values his reputation and future, and has responsibility and responsibility.

……

On the other side, Zhu Shize rode his horse and went straight to Deshui Xuan.

He was a good horseman, and there was no need to worry about the snow that had become thin ice due to the walking of people, but as the destination approached, his body slowly tensed up due to tension.

He became famous at a young age, although later, because of the love of his children, he was trapped in the mansion and fighting, but fortunately Li Yuanru helped him take care of everything, so that he never had to bow his head and ask others to be fulfilled.

Therefore, he didn't know how to speak, so that the other party would feel that his sincerity was evident, or that he was polite and determined to win.

Along the way, he simulated one "narrative" after another, and one overthrow after another.

Until now, he had tightened the reins on the other side of De Shui Xuan, but he had not yet come up with one that satisfied him.

"It's hard to open the city, in the past, I only laughed at people's hypocrisy."

"But now, when the matter is coming, you need to experience it yourself, and then you know that it is a kind of naivety that does not know the height of the sky to say that others are hypocritical."

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Shize smiled bitterly and rubbed the mane of his mount.

In the past, in order to help him collect a unique book on the art of war, Li Yuanru begged all over the wealthy families in Yanjing and the mansions with book collections, and even the library pavilion in the palace entrusted many layers of relationships, and went in and copied them all over.

At that time, he thought that she disregarded her identity and fell into the prestige of the Chengguo Mansion, but she just smiled and told him, the master is the teacher, and the teacher seeks art, what is the shame?

"You've done so much for me, and now it's time for me to pay you back, Rou'er."

"I just don't know, it's not too late."

Zhu Shize took a deep breath, jumped off the horse, and bowed deeply to the young man who came out to check on the sound.

"Chengguo Mansion, Zhu Shize, come to meet His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

The listener was Zhu Shize, and the young man was obviously a little surprised.

He took half a step to the side, did not take all his salutes, and then, with a low promise, turned around, and trotted towards Deshui Xuan.

Yanjing in winter is always cloudy and sunny.

Before, it was a sunny day, but suddenly it snowed again.

The goose-feather-like snowflakes slowly fell from the nine days, falling lightly on Zhu Shize's shoulders, but slammed into his heart.

He was suddenly a little scared.

He has been galloping in southern Xinjiang for many years, licking blood at the tip of the knife, and tying his life to his waist, and he has never frowned, but suddenly, in this snowy sky, his whole body trembled because of fear.

There is a vision in the sky, and it is inauspicious.

Isn't this sudden heavy snow a sign to him that he will not be able to get the results he hopes for on this trip?

No, it won't.

He will definitely convince Ling Jun to fulfill himself.

If Ling Jun doesn't allow it, or the three princesses don't want to, he will lie at their door and kneel for a long time!

What "the man has gold under his knees, kneel to the sky and kneel to the ground and kneel to his father", what "the name of the martial arts is indestructible, and the halberd does not bow his head when the blood is dried up", all of them will roll him out of the clouds!

If these can be exchanged for his Rou'er survival, what is the pity that he abandons it?

If you can't use these in exchange for his Rou'er to survive, what is the use of him staying!

After about half a cup of tea, the young man went and returned, and after ordering someone to put down the suspension bridge, he made a "please" gesture to Zhu Shize with a respectful attitude.

"Thank you."

As a sign of respect, Zhu Shize thanked him and abandoned his horse.

His horse, which had galloped with him, stood obediently in place at his signal, bowed his head, and snorted.

"It's cold and freezing, and it's easy to hurt the horse's hooves, if you don't leave in a hurry, Zijin will have someone take your mount and please rest in the stable?"

The young man who claimed to be Zijin asked Zhu Shize politely, judging from the "color" on his face, he should have a lot of respect for him.

"Zhu" is the surname of the country, in order to avoid the royal family's secret, most people will deliberately not mention this word in ordinary times, and use the name, small characters, or its ranking in the mansion to call the people from the Chengguo Mansion.

Zijin did not call Zhu Shize's surname according to custom, but he did not call him "Seventh Young Master" according to the convention, which is enough to prove it.

Who doesn't admire heroes as a teenager?

Like Zhu Shize, a hero who became famous at a young age, it is difficult to produce one in a hundred years, and some teenagers regard it as a model or belief, so naturally, it is not surprising at all!

"There is labor."

Most people who have galloped on the field will have an obsession with good horses that ordinary people cannot understand.

Ling Jun is like this, and Zhu Shize is not exempt from vulgarity.

Originally, the detention of the mount in the snow was a "last resort" to show his attitude, but at this time, after listening to Zijin's inquiry with himself, how could he refuse?

Zhu Shize politely arched his hand with Zijin, thanked him for his compassion on behalf of his mount, and then took a step, followed him closely, and entered the front hall of Deshui Xuan.

"Young master, please wait here, the princess is changing the medicine for the third master."

led Zhu Shize into the front hall, arranged for him to sit at a loose table, served refreshments, and then Zijin retreated according to the courtesy, replaced another young man, and stood next to him to serve the tea.

Outside, snow was falling.

Inside the house, it is as warm as spring.

But in this warm place like spring, Zhu Shize is like sitting on pins and needles.

The Zhuangzi who stopped the coffin for Li Yuanru has only one wooden house.

Although, before he went out, he gave a thorough order to add a few braziers to the main hall, but the door was not closed, only a few feet of curtains, how could he block the cold wind?

He should really have instructed thoughtfully, removed the door panel of the inner room, replaced the front door fan that laid the coffin for Li Yuanru according to custom, and then went out!

"Seventh Young Master, but what's on your mind?"

Unlike Zijin, this young man who served tea for Zhu Shize called him according to the custom, and there was no excitement or panic between his words.

If there is any word to describe him, it is that the word "dead silence" is enough.