Some of the words sound unkind, but they are irrefutable because they are telling the truth.

For example, the sentence in front of you.

Feng Zu lay on the branch of the sycamore tree, and the few hairs drooped down, and the night wind shook the mountain forest with the rustle of leaves.

It's a harsh remark.

"Can you let me live?"

The deathly silence lasted for a long time, and Feng Zu looked at Li Xiu, his small eyes unblinking.

"I don't think anyone wants to die. ”

Li Xiu replied.

"If you can live, no one wants to die. ”

Feng Zu said again.

"So now can we talk about which side we're on?"

Li Xiu pinched a leaf behind him, then stepped forward and put it on the branch beside Feng Zu, and said lightly.

Feng Zu tilted his head and looked at the leaf and was silent for a long time, until a feather fell off his body, and then he spoke: "Your Highness, please." ”

Tonight has been particularly long.

Second Master Murong stood on the mountain road and looked up at the sky, the edge of the moon that only had a trace seemed to be obscured by pitch darkness at any time.

Xu Yingxiu leaned against the tree, the fur coat on her body was very tight, and she felt very warm.

Without paying attention to how long it had passed, rustling footsteps sounded on the path behind him, and Li Xiu walked back from under the plane tree.

"How?"

Murong Tiancheng asked in a deep voice, the success or failure of this matter was very important, even he couldn't help but be a little anxious.

"Take me to see Murong Yingjie. ”

Li Xiu didn't speak, and the expression on his face looked extremely calm, the same as usual.

That's the good news.

Xu Yingxiu followed behind, Nie Yuan let out a long breath, with a strong look of admiration in his eyes, he couldn't imagine how Li Xiu persuaded Lord Fengzu, but judging from the results, this is a great thing.

Murong Tiancheng walked in front of Li Xiu, holding a hand in his sleeve tightly, with admiration in his eyes.

No matter how much people in the world overestimate Li Xiu, they still underestimate him in the end.

If you count it at this moment, the certainty should be higher.

There are not many things that Li Xiu can do when he comes to Gusu City, and the so-called doing his best to obey the destiny of heaven is nothing more than this.

Again, there aren't many people to see tonight, just three.

I've seen one just now, and it's not bad.

Now I'm going to meet the second one.

Murong Tiancheng led the way, Gusu City at night was not quiet, this was a city of rivers and lakes, gathering countless people from the rivers and lakes.

Inevitably, there will be strife

Appearing, and dying some people is not a big deal.

"I'll see my brother later, what does Your Highness plan to do?"

As he walked forward, Murong Tiancheng asked.

"Or rather, what does Your Highness intend me to do?"

Murong Yingjie is not so easy to see, and he will not have a weakness like Feng Zu to be caught by Li Xiu, since he dares to send out that invitation, it means that he is ready to turn his face.

"Stand outside the door and wait for me. ”

Li Xiu said lightly.

It's telling him that he doesn't need to do anything.

Halfway through the night, most of the lights in Murong Mansion had been extinguished, and only the corridors and study rooms flickered with a few lights.

The study is located in the deepest part of the entire Murong Mansion, and it is an independent place, and the surrounding area is very deserted.

Overgrown with weeds, it looks like an abandoned garden that has not been taken care of for a long time, it is hard to imagine that there will be a study in such a place, and it is even more difficult to imagine that such a place will appear in the Murong Mansion.

"It's still a little bit like that. ”

Li Xiu stood outside the gate of the deserted garden and looked at it for a while, and for the first time a curious look appeared on his face.

It's light, but it's curious.

"What does this look like?"

The second master raised his eyebrows, feeling that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World's taste was indeed different from ordinary people.

"When the northern land was cut down on the snowfield, many people died along the way, and there was no turning back at that time, and many corpses were piled up on the snowfield and could not be recovered, so Li Shuai ordered people to dig the hero's grave along the way to bury the dead soldiers, also known as the snowfield soldier's grave. ”

Li Xiu looked around and said, "It's no different from what is in front of you." ”

It's not so much a hero's grave, but in fact it's just a good-looking wilderness grave, one after another died in battle, one grave after another was erected, and no one ever cared which grave buried which person, where the family lived, and what name it was.

The Tang Dynasty can have today's invincible world because of nothing else, but the glory of those border soldiers who fought with their lives.

They died generously, guarded the border passes, threw their heads and spilled blood, and in the end all they left behind was a string of numbers in the history books.

Glory and triumph are left to future generations and those who survive.

All that died was a nameless deserted grave and a snow-capped grave that covered the grave.

Comparing the study where the city lord of Gusu City is located to a dry tomb in the wilderness is a very bold and impolite metaphor.

Murong Tiancheng felt that the image was very good, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked like it.

A smile appeared on his face, and he nodded, "It's still a little bit like that. ”

The three of them waited outside the door, and Li Xiu walked in alone.

Standing at the door of the study with his weeds stridden, he reached out and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Then he pushed the door and walked in.

The study is a place to read a book, but also a place to meditate.

Murong Yingjie's voice sounded a little thick, he sat on the chair, his body was sitting very upright, holding a book in his hand, reading the notes of Wei Caotang.

From the hand of Ji Yun, it is a book that records all kinds of foxes, ghosts, gods, and gods, and the strange stories of karma, or the anecdotes of personal experience, Li Xiu has naturally read the world, this is a good book.

"It's coming. ”

Li Xiu pushed the door in, Murong Yingjie put down the book in his hand and looked up at him, with a faint smile on his face.

That face looked very gentle, wearing a simple plain robe, and his figure was thin, like a bookkeeper who couldn't lift his hand or lift his hand in the teahouse.

It is hard to imagine that the city lord of Gusu City, who is known for his stubbornness and domineering form, would be like this.

"It's coming. ”

Li Xiu replied, and did not walk in front of him, but walked around the study by himself and looked casually.

"Your Highness seems to have a lot on his mind. ”

Murong Yingjie put the notes in the grass hall in a corner, then sorted out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and asked with a smile.

"I have a lot to say, but it doesn't matter. ”

Li Xiu reached out and took out a copy from the top of his head and looked at it at the night, it was a good book, he had read it many times.

"So what's important?"

Murong Yingjie hung the brush on one side, then picked up two red candles from under the table and lit them and placed them in the inner and outer corners of the study, and the brightness of the whole room increased a lot.

"Whether you listen or not, that's what matters. ”

Quietly taking the night into his arms, Li Xiu looked at the candle that was shaking in the corner of the study, and said softly.

This time, Murong Yingjie shook his head.

"Nothing in this world is necessarily important, whether Your Highness says it or not, whether I listen to it or not, it doesn't matter. ”

"So what do you think is the most important?"

"Let the Murong family live longer, in my opinion, the most important thing is to make it the most important. ”

Murong Yingjie said with a smile.

Li Xiu's gaze slowly moved away from the candle, and finally fixed on his face.

"If you plan to do this, then the Murong family must not live long. ”

"Why don't you live long?"

"Because I don't like it, I don't live long. ”