Gongyang Yongye thought about it and still couldn't feel relieved.

[Although I am not an upright gentleman, I also know that a promise can be made with a thousand pieces of gold. Whether it is to seize a body or to take a body, since I promised Xiang Nujun to protect her, I will not break the promise easily.] He decided to take a risk and send Xiang Zhao to him.

Tie it first and then talk about it.

The more Luo San listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

In fact, he had long wanted to ask what the relationship between Gong Yang Yongye and Xiang Zhao was. This old guy was too concerned about Xiang Zhao.

Could it be that it is a descendant of a treasure that was lost among the people?

It doesn't sound like that, but it sounds like this old guy is not serious.

Luan Xin said: [Find a way to contact her first.]

If she has her own agenda, forcefully interfering would be a bad thing.

Gongyang Yongye felt unhappy but could only obey. He changed the subject and said, "In that case, I will come back tomorrow. Luan Shangshu will rest for now while I will prescribe you a decoction that will strengthen your mind and replenish your blood."

Luan Xin couldn't help but yawned, his head became more and more dizzy, and he managed to hold on to some consciousness: "In this case, Lord Lao will be here."

When Gongyang Yongye personally boiled the soup and delivered it to him, Luan Xin was already half-reclining on the bed and fast asleep. Luo San, an old man, was sitting there with his eyes closed and concentrating, holding a sharp weapon in his hand. The candlelight in the tent was swaying, and the sharp blade was

The shadow also shook: "If Luan Shangshu opens his eyes and sees this scene, he will be scared to death even if he is not sick."

I don't know if it was due to Luo San's guilty conscience, but the latter was particularly concerned about Luan Xin's languid state. It was really strange that Dangtang Chehou actually deigned from his dignity and took the initiative to keep watch for him. Gongyang Yongye put the decoction aside.

, to get rid of the martial energy, retaining the best effect of the medicine, so that the decoction can be maintained at the optimal entrance temperature. He also found a corner to sit down, preparing to deal with it all night.

Luo Sandao: "Be careful when sailing the ten thousand year ship."

What if these people go out of their way to assassinate someone?

Gongyang Yongye said: "Hey, fighting and killing... is really boring. It's not as interesting as dreaming about studying medicine... Speaking of which, the Xinglin doctor here in Kang State is quite good at regenerating severed fingers, so isn't that also the case?

Can you connect your head to your body?"

He was still thinking about the head transplant.

Luo San just sneered when he heard this: "If you can do this, even a twenty-level Chehou will become someone else's meal."

A twenty-level Chehou may also be besieged, beaten to the point of exhaustion by wheel battles and die. For such dangerous things that go against human ethics, don’t think about what you can gain from it, first think about whether you will be targeted.

It becomes the source of goods for the body.

Gongyang Yongye muttered: "Why are you so serious?"

He was preparing to enter meditation practice, but was unable to enter the state several times.

"Robert, could you put away your knife?"

A brave warrior has a very keen sense of breath and rejects all existences that can threaten him. This is an instinct engraved in his bones! Being in the same camp with Luo San made him very uncomfortable. The old man still held a weapon, which made Gong Yang forever

Karma cannot be relaxed.

Every time I close my eyes, I feel like there is a light on my back.

Luo Sandao: "Walking, can I survive you to death if I stay awake all night?"

Gongyang Yongye: “…”

——

Luan Xin realized that he was dreaming.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar but obviously well-behaved face zooming in front of him: "Why are you here?"

As soon as he finished asking, Luan Xin noticed a big change in the surrounding environment.

Before he woke up, wasn't he in the central Allied camp?

Although the beams here are low and the decoration is simple, it is obviously not a tent. The most important thing is why is the person in front of me here?

This person once served with him under Qiu Cheng, and also served in Kang State for several years. Later, his mentality collapsed due to the workload of the official department, and he resigned from office: "The world is so big, I want to go and see it."

I went out and fooled around for three years, and I couldn't help but miss Shu.

Not long ago, Luan Xin wrote him a letter asking for someone to come back. When he heard about the great victory in the Southwest, he counted it out and couldn't read it back.

Anyone who has worked in Kang Guo knows that the integration period of the new territory is the time when the workload is heaviest, and the bureaucracy still treats men and women as cattle and horses. Although the salary is high, it still requires life flowers. It is easy to follow such a boss.

Lose your life. If he hadn't forgotten to secretly observe the people's sentiments while wandering around and report to officials in various places for their actions, Luan Xin would have sent people to arrest him.

result--

When you open your eyes, someone is right in front of you?

Luan Xin's body moved faster for a rare moment, and he grabbed the opponent's wrist, fearing that the guy would run away again. Just as he was about to speak, Luan Xin realized something, and loosened his grip, which confused the opponent, but he didn't

Forget what the purpose of your coming is.

"I heard some bad news this morning."

Luan Xin has already remembered what happened.

"Mrs. Ru has..." Mrs. Miao was referring to Miao Shu. Everyone knew about her relationship with her lord Qiu Cheng, and she was known by the nondescript "Mrs. Ru" in private. Only Luan Xin called her "Miao Nvjun". He knew that Luan

Xin once taught Miao Shu for a short time, and the two of them had a relationship between teacher and student. So as soon as he learned of Miao Shu's death, he came over to tell his colleagues the bad news.

Seeing that Luan Xin didn't answer, his colleague said to himself: "Fortunately, Shen Youli didn't let anyone humiliate her. She was sent away by poisonous wine."

This was beyond the expectations of some of my colleagues.

They originally thought that Shen Youli would throw the person to a prostitute camp, or reward him for meritorious service, but they didn't expect that she would directly give him poisonous wine without saying a word: "I heard that I was given a choice, to kill myself with a sword, a piece of white silk or a glass of poisonous wine." She poured poisonous wine and chose the most painful one. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and she can suffer less if she kills herself."

Luan Xin said: "Master... there are female soldiers in Jun Shen's tent."

Colleagues asked in confusion: "What is the relationship between the two?"

"If she treats female prisoners of war like this, wouldn't others have more reason to do the same if her female soldiers are captured in the future?"

You cannot restrict the behavior of others, but you can restrict yourself.

The colleague looked at Luan Xin suspiciously for a long time: "Have you changed your gender? You didn't look down on her yesterday, so why are you speaking for her today?"

Luan Xin: "...I'm just discussing the matter."

"Do you know about the princess and the princess?"

"Which one?" Luan Xin asked subconsciously, but then he remembered, "Are you talking about the matter of Miao Nujun's body being hung on the patio?"

When the news came out, the old officials thought that Shen Youli was deliberately slandering Qiu Cheng. It was not until he saw the corpse in the courtyard that he realized that Qiu Cheng was really cold and felt a little disappointed. Some people also explained for Qiu Cheng, suspecting that it was Shen Youli. Secretly instructing and threatening. It was later proven that this guess was false. Shen Tang had never hinted like this. It was purely because Qiu Cheng and his wife were cowardly and mean.

Colleagues nodded: "Yes."

He felt a little embarrassed on his face.

In any case, after a night of kindness and a hundred nights of kindness, Miao Shu did her duty to Qiu Cheng and did not feel sorry for him. As a result, she was not even given the treatment of being buried in the grave. Let’s not talk about Shen Youli’s attitude. If you really have any objections to this, Qiu Cheng, a grown man, stepped forward to bury his concubine's body. Could someone named Shen send someone to stop the funeral procession?

There are no symbolic arrangements.

Just let people lie down under the patio.

Before colleagues looked for Luan Xin, they took a look at him from a distance.

Luan Xin took a deep breath and said, "I'll go take a look."

His colleagues suppressed him and prevented him from moving: "What are you doing? You look so sick. You've been unconscious for four or five days. You can't even put the soup into your mouth. Why are you running around now that you finally woke up?" Aren’t you ready to take your leg?”

Luan Xin struggled: "I have a sense of propriety."

He had been ill for a long time after the war, lingering on the bed, and when he was able to walk a little, things were almost settled. Miao Shu's body was collected by a military general who was favored by her, and buried outside Xiaocheng. Luan Xin sends people to repair the tombs every year. The people of Xiaocheng don’t know who is buried inside. In addition, Xiaocheng is engaged in tourism business. He collects folk rumors and adds some artistic processing to create a model of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. tourist attractions, leaving Luan Xin speechless.

It’s not easy to explain either.

The Miao family's reputation in Longwu County is too bad.

At least you can enjoy some grains offered by tourists in Xiaocheng.

Luan Xin could only hint that Xiaocheng should not go too far. If Miao Shu knew that she was being married, she would not be afraid of killing him in her dreams in the middle of the night. In the end, Xiaocheng stitched together many story books in Fangshi and made a story. A heroine who is both good and evil, and her version of a pursuer. There can be fewer romance stories, but they cannot exist without them.

【Common people like this.】

I woke up at this point from my dream today. As a teacher, Luan Xin could not continue to lie in bed to support his troops. He sent away his colleagues visiting the patient and limped over. However, his health was really not good enough and it took a long time to arrive. Qiu Cheng also hurried after hearing the news. came out.

"Justice!"

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Hearing this call, Luan Xin was in a daze for a long time.

He never saw Qiu Cheng for the last time in reality.

"I've met Mr. Wen Yan..." As soon as the title came out of his mouth, he realized that he was calling him wrong. At this time, he should still call him lord, and it was too late to change his name. Qiu Cheng has always been a person who likes to think too much, and he changed his name when he heard that he had been away for a few days. Calling him, he just felt that the tea was cold and his heart was sad. Then he saw the corpse lying quietly in the courtyard with corpse spots and corpse odor, and he stopped talking.

Feeling slightly guilty.

He also knew that his behavior was cowardly and cold.

There was an awkward atmosphere in the air, and Luan Xin said in a weak voice: "Xin heard that the female monarch's body was exposed here, and thought that there was nothing he could do for her during his lifetime, at least to make her more dignified after her death. After all, she was poisoned by a glass of poisonous wine, and her remains were It’s terrible. After all, she doesn’t want to be seen by others, so she should be buried as soon as possible..."

Qiu Cheng felt a little embarrassed.

I want to blame Luan Xin for being nosy, I want to tell Luan Xin that Miao Shu was poisoned and killed because of Shen Tang's threat, I want to say that I am actually not that ruthless... Thousands of words are stuck in my throat, but I still can't say the words of defense: " That’s exactly what I meant.”
To be continued...