"Let's go," Su Kui said lightly, walked sideways past the stunned Seventeen, and walked straight into the vast night.

They came suddenly, and the housekeeper stood aside respectfully, and when he saw that Su Kui was leaving, he bowed slightly to show his respect. In the eyes that were thick but shining, a trace of relief quickly crossed. In his lifetime, he can still see that the young master likes a woman, and he is blind when he dies.

Of course, the housekeeper is not the kind of person who minds too much, their military general's family, informal, as long as Meng Zhi'an likes it, it is fine.

It seems that the Chi family and their Meng family are still very close to each other.

It's a pity -

Thinking of Meng Zhi'an's injury, his eyes darkened. After a moment of distraction, Seventeen had already chased Su Kui and disappeared into the night, and at this moment, I was afraid that he had already gotten into the carriage back to the palace.

-

"Hey—"

In the dark clouds of the night, a heavy sigh sounded. I'm afraid, the young master doesn't have that blessing.

His injuries are too serious, and now he is only relying on the hundred-year-old ginseng to hang his life, and now outsiders know that the general of the Meng family is extremely seriously injured, and he is collecting hundred-year-old ginseng everywhere at this time!

What is that for? Naturally, it is used for hanging!

Because Meng Zhi'an is famous, no one deliberately raised the price, but many gentry have a collection of old ginseng, and they all bring it to the housekeeper to see, if it is suitable, it will not be a disadvantage, and after a thousand thanks, they will buy it with a lot of money.

But everyone knows that the value of 500-year-old ginseng is extremely high, and not everyone has it. Even if there is, they may not be willing to take it out, because this thing, maybe one day, will be a life-saving treasure.

The housekeeper thought, maybe one day, the young master won't be able to survive.

Looking up at the heavy night sky, the butler's old voice sounded in a low voice, "God, God, although the young master has killed countless people, he has also saved countless people!" Killing the enemy on the battlefield is nothing more than to protect the family and defend the country, now, I just hope that God will have mercy and leave a way for the young master to live! ”

With that, he sighed again and turned to enter the room.

In the room, the candle flame was faint, and the windows and doors of the dreary room were closed, and when he stepped in, he felt that the overwhelming depression was coming to him.

"Young Master?"

The butler approached lightly, suddenly stunned, and then, uncharacteristically, shouted: "Someone!!" ”

-

In the second month of winter, it is October.

A major event happened in Great Wei, that is, Meng Zhi'an, a general with a high reputation among the people and known as the god of war, was assassinated!

Collecting old ginseng everywhere, it still didn't save his life, these days, the Meng family is already preparing for the future.

Countless white flags have become the most conspicuous symbol of Meng's mansion, and the palace is full of mourning, and Mrs. Meng once fainted from crying. Hearing that hundreds of people automatically petitioned, and knew that not everyone could enter the General's Mansion, he automatically and spontaneously went outside the General's Mansion to thank the deceased General Meng Zhi'an.

Thanks to his protection over the years, they can be protected from enemy troops, and from now on, I hope he can be well in heaven.

In the end, there were more and more people, and the housekeeper endured his sadness and asked someone to set up an incense burner outside, so that the people who came and went, and those who had a heart, could put a stick of incense outside.

At this time, the deceased is greater, and there is nothing unreasonable to talk about.

-

The General's Mansion was in a mess, and the news reached the cold palace, and it was already a few days later.

The moment XVII saw the letter, he collapsed to the ground. Yesterday, Tuoba Xuan ordered someone to send a snow-white kitten, and Su Kui was teasing the cat at that time.

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