It is a newly built temple, and it has not yet invited a monk to preside over the management, and the two elders who are highly respected are recommended to preside over it, and some single men, or single old people, are selected to do temple blessings, so as to sprinkle and sweep and tidy up.

At this time, the two temple blessings dragged Lu Dongli in, and the others smelled the smell and avoided it, and said in a loud voice: "Hurry up and clean it and then place it casually." ”

These two refused to wash the people for a good time, so they pushed the people directly to the well in the temple, and when they shook the water from the well, they rushed on the people.

Fortunately, the weather is still warm now, so it won't be a big deal.

Even after flushing several buckets of water, Lu Dongli's body was really much cleaner, and the smell was almost dispersed, and the person was also stimulated by the cold water to sober up a little.

He was still a little confused and in a trance, and he was set up and entered a room. As soon as the door was closed, the two men came over and tore their clothes. His clothes were dirty, old, torn, smelly, and soaked, and of course he couldn't wear them on his body, and he didn't even have the value of retaining.

As soon as the clothes were torn open, he revealed his body, which had been so thin that he had been unable to eat for three years that he had been almost skinny and bones, and on this surprisingly thin body, there were large and small scars.

There are knife wounds from the battlefield battles, sword wounds, wounds caused by the minions of wild beasts, old wounds from being kicked and scolded, walking in the mountains, unintentional hanging wounds, but more of them are the wounds left on his body because he can't bear the pain in his heart.

The two temple wishes saw that he was scarred, and their faces couldn't help but have some compassion. The movements are no longer so rough. One of them brought a set of coarse cloth clothes and asked him in a low voice, "Can you still wear it yourself?" ”

Lu Dongli took it silently, although his eyes were not very clear, he could see the big appearance, and he groped the front and back of the clothes with his hands, and put them on with difficulty.

Seeing that his eyes were not very good, these two young Miao Zhu were even more sympathetic. One of them asked again, "Are you hungry, I'll get you some ......?"

Before the words fell, a loud shout came from outside: "Everyone is out, something is wrong, something is wrong." The voice was so excited that it couldn't shake out.

The two didn't dare to delay, so they immediately left Lu Dongli and walked out quickly.

But I saw that in the courtyard outside, all sixteen people from the entire temple had arrived.

The elder standing in the middle was so excited that his beard was shaking: "I just received a message from Lord Taishou that Mrs. Lu is coming to pay homage, you should hurry up and prepare." ”

"Which Mrs. Lu?"

"Which other Mrs. Lu?" The old man stumbled and scolded, "Of course, it is Mrs. Yipin, our widow of Duke Lu." ”

"Isn't Mrs. Lu in the capital?"

"Mrs. Lu is virtuous and virtuous, and refuses to eat the court's offerings, so she asks her to return to her hometown with her son and study behind closed doors. The emperor repeatedly failed to retain, so he sent Lord Lang Su Lingsu, the head of the court's Ministry of Rites, and urgently transferred Lord Lu Dongjue, the prefect of Yingtianfu, to escort Mrs. Lu. Then pass the decree to the magistrate all the way, be careful to greet and send, and not be lazy. Mrs. Lu heard that we had built a new Lu Gong Temple here, so she definitely came to pay her respects. ”

"This and this, this is a great honor."

"Of course it's an honor, everyone go quickly, clean it inside and out three times, if I see a trace of dust, I can't spare you and you."

"By the way, go and invite all the temples, Taoist temples, nunnery, and people who are the best at vegetarian food within ten miles of the neighborhood. We must entertain Mrs. Lu well......"

"This, you just go ......" The old man was assigning tasks, his eyes suddenly and inadvertently aimed at a person, and he was stunned: "Who is this person?" ”

Everyone followed his gaze, but saw a man in disheveled clothes and a wet beard in front of him, standing there in a daze, half of his face that could only be seen because of his beard, pale and wooden, but his body was trembling incessantly.

The two people who rescued him in hurriedly said: "It's a hungry fainting Hanako, we looked pitiful, so we got in." ”

"Nonsense, seeing that Mrs. Lu is coming, how can you let people who have nothing to do it do, Mrs. Lu's identity is so noble, there is a difference between men and women, even you young ones, you will have to avoid it when the time comes, how can you keep a guy of unknown origin, quickly, lock people in the firewood room first, and wait for Mrs. Lu to leave." The old man commanded unhappily.

The two of them answered, and when they came over, they wanted to pull Lu Dong's fence.

Who knew that Lu Dongli, who was originally very docile, couldn't pull it at all.

When the others saw this, they went back to ask for help. Seeing that the pulling force was great, Lu Dongli struggled. He struggled to resist here, and some of them were people, so they rushed over several more hulala.

Speaking of which, Lu Dongli's martial arts were personally taught by Feng Jinjie, and on the battlefield, it was not a problem to encounter more than a dozen fierce soldiers, but in the past three years, this body has almost dragged him down, plus he has been hungry for three days, where is there still the strength to struggle, not to mention, even if his mind is already a little confused at this time, he still remembers to remind himself not to hurt others, under all kinds of scruples, his struggle and resistance are becoming more and more weak, and there are more and more people who pounce on him, and then there are enough

, and pressed him so hard that he couldn't move.

Because everyone saw that he was disobedient and feared that something would happen to him, they simply took a rope and tied him up. And they did not know that he was dumb, so they took a rag and gagged him in his mouth, and threw it into the wood-chamber, and locked the door, and everyone went about their own business.

At first, the two temples were kind-hearted, and they wanted to give him something to eat, but now, everyone is busy with the important matter of Mrs. Fate, and everyone is annoyed that this crazy flower child is causing trouble, and there is still anyone who remembers that this poor man is very hungry.

The Lugong Temple, which was originally very new, was soon cleaned again, and after everyone waited anxiously for more than an hour, the car that ordered Mrs. Hu to return to her hometown finally stopped outside the Lugong Temple.

To everyone's surprise, they didn't see the gorgeous guard of honor and the procession hugging each other. Only two horses, one on the left and one on the right, blessed a carriage that seemed to be ordinary, and only the ten fast horses and more than 20 men and women who were far behind made people realize that the people in the carriage had unusual identities, and the two men guarding the car were also high lords.

The two turned over and dismounted, lifted the curtain, and a woman in plain clothes without grease powder pulled a six or seven-year-old boy out of the carriage.

Su Wanzhen entered the temple under the welcome and escort of several elders in the temple. Looking up, in the depths of the cigarette, there is someone in light armor and robes, not angry and arrogant.

The child next to him asked softly, "Mother, is this Dad?" Why didn't he move? ”

Su Wanzhen said softly: "This is not a father, this is just a portrait of a father, father is a good person, and people have carved a lot of elephants for him." ”

The child seems to know whether he knows how to nod his head and carefully observe the idol in the smoke, is this what Daddy looks like?

And Su Wanzhen just stared at the statue above, in fact, this statue is not like it. Dongli is an elegant gentleman, where can there be such a majestic and solemn look. However, it doesn't matter if it's not like it, and the people spontaneously build temples, which is also a piece of sincerity. The picture is just an idea, so don't be too demanding. With the temperament of Dongli, even if you die in Jiuquan, you should also turn the breeze and drizzle and moisten the people, how can you be trapped in this mud and wood sculpture, let alone ...... Not to mention...... Dongli is not dead at all!

Her gaze slowly moved down, looking at the white-robed general beside the statue of Lu Dongli.

As a temple dedicated to Lu Dongli, the statues of his personal soldiers and generals are naturally indispensable, and among them, the Wind Festival is a forgotten figure that no one will ignore.

No one knew that Su Wanzhen insisted on coming to worship, not for Lu Dongli, but for the Fengjin Festival.

She poured incense slowly, respectfully and solemnly in front of the spirit.

The man did not avoid suspicion, and sent her a lot of hairpin ring jewelry, the friend who traveled all over the world, but always had a letter to send remotely, the friend who fought on the battlefield and always protected her husband, the friend who contributed to her treatment and worried about her safety, once smiled and promised in front of him, "As long as there is a strong wind, there must be Lu Dongliang, if you want to hurt Lu Dongliang, unless the wind is dead, it is possible to walk over his corpse." "Friends.

He did everything he said. Even if he was dead, he still tried his best to save Lu Dongli.

On that day, I rushed to the capital from thousands of miles away from the border pass, and secretly saw her young soldiers, kneeling on the ground and crying like a child.

"Madam, Lu Shuai is still alive, he is really alive. The dead one was a stand-in. I personally sent Lu Shuai out, Lu Shuai promised to live well, I don't know why Lu Shuai didn't come to see you, but, you have to believe me, he is really alive. ”

She believes, absolutely. Because, she believes in the friend who has only one side, but has made a promise to her.

Moreover, although the pro-soldier called Xiaodao didn't understand, she could understand and understand why Lu Dongli didn't come to meet.

Wind Festival, Wind Festival, what a blessing in this life, friends are like this.

Wind Festival, Wind Festival, hurt the king, abandon the king, Lu Dongli can say a word for you, endure the humiliation? Exist in the world, what face do you have to go to the whole family reunion and be happy. In addition, he was guilty of a serious crime, endured death and escaped, and did not want to involve his friend's old subordinates anymore.

And she can only wait quietly, looking forward to her husband, who can fully understand his heart and return one day.

Day and night of anticipation, waiting all the time, like this for years of suffering, the only hope is that there will be a time when the husband and wife will be reunited in the future.

When the time came, she went to complain and rehabilitate her husband according to the arrangement of the Feng Jin Festival, but she didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the two Sulu families were both honored and favored, and in the civil army, the reputation and prestige of the deceased husband was as high as the sky. The Son of Heaven has descended one after another, but she knows that the hope of seeing her husband again is becoming more and more distant and hopeless.

Although she is not good at officialdom and scheming, she is also a smart woman who has read poetry and books in the annals of history, and she also knows that Lu Donglian's reputation and the rewards and honors she received are definitely not deserved by people. All this belongs to a dead man, it is a privilege, it is a good story, but if the dead are resurrected, then when the pilgrim lord, the whole temple of civil and military affairs, and even all the people of the Sulu family, will be in an awkward situation, and they will be in a dilemma.

The only thing Lu Dongli can do is to continue to be incognito

Live silently.

And now she is the widow of Lu Dongli and enjoys all the honors. is in the spotlight, and it is impossible to avoid everyone's eyes and reunite with him.

At this moment, she quietly burned incense and clasped her palms, then knelt down sincerely, bowed respectfully three times, and prayed silently in her heart: "General Feng, if you have a spirit, please bless your friend and live well in a place I don't know." I'd rather he have another wife and children, and I'd rather he have another family. As long as he can live freely. For this country, he has paid too much, for the people of the world, he has lost too much, so he regained his identity and was bound, I would rather he no longer have to contribute for anyone, be betrayed by anyone, be free, and do not have to worry about anyone. For his sake, I will always keep this secret in my heart, even if I am as close as my parents and only child, I will never reveal it. In order to return his freedom, I am willing to make this caged bird for him. Since then, it has become the two living chastity arches of Sulu, and the guarantee of all honor and grace. The country has been decided, and the border has been appeased. His family has a future to trust, he can rest assured, he doesn't have to worry, he doesn't have to worry. General Wind, I beg you, to let your friends, in places I don't know, live well. ”