Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

After drinking three times and eating five dishes, Nangong asked suddenly: "Lu Aiqing has done such a mortal service, what should I reward you for?" After speaking, he looked around for a week with drunk eyes and said: "You Aiqing Also talk about, what would you like to reward the lieutenant? "

The lively hall was quiet when the hall was quiet, and most of the military generals were happy and slightly wink, but the civil servants were drunk and did not dare to speak.

"His Majesty Hong Enchen is grateful for his tears, and loyalty and loyalty to the kingdom and his people are not dare to ask for reward."

"Where does Lu Aiqing say? If you do n’t know what to do, do n’t you let the world ’s mentors chill?" When Lu Quan said nothing, Nangong let the beard think for a moment.

Lu Quan got up and went around the table to kneel on the hall: "I am afraid of you, please dare to retreat."

Although both the lieutenant and the Grand Duke are expensive, the former is an official position and cannot be hereditary; the latter is a title that can be hereditary. It seems that the reward given by Nangong is not wrong.

But whether it was Nangong Jean who sat behind the royal case, or Lu Quan who was kneeling down the stage, he knew the mystery. This was a tentative test that both knew.

If Lu Quan's generosity and gratitude are all very happy, but if he feels ashamed as he is now, it is a dangerous move.

Nangong ’s intention to let the drunkard go is not the beginning of the military conquest, but Lu Quan knew it well but did n’t want to let it go. The atmosphere of the palace feast became secretive.

At this time, he hit the corner door and walked into a housekeeper, trotting against the wall and trotting all the way to the royal case, kneeling and kneeling on the ground: "Your Majesty, the slave has nothing to report."

Nangong let back his gaze and motioned to ask questions.

The nephew said something in his ears, and the latter returned to Nangong and told him: "His Majesty, Her Royal Highness is so noisy today to see Her Majesty, but the Grandma is just waiting outside the Hall with Her Highness."

"Let the grandmother hug the princess!"

"Well."

Forty-nine took the lead, thanks to this episode Nangong waved indifferently: "Let's get up, the matter of the reward will be discussed later."

"Your Majesty."

The four eunuchs joined forces to open the door of the temple, and the grandmother walked in through the main entrance of the temple, holding a pink carved jade doll.

The girl looked no more than four or five years old, and the fever became a little slack at the beginning. The thinning hair was tied into a pair of buns and fixed with a jeweled blond hair hoop. She wore a wide-sleeve palace suit made of Shu brocade and a small scarlet cloak.

The hundred officials shouted in unison: "See Her Royal Highness."

Nangong smiled, and personally took the royal case and took her daughter from the grandmother: "Will my son be fine?"

The little girl was not afraid of giving birth. She first called out sweetly: "Father Emperor" opened her eyes with big watery eyes.

The princes sitting in the lower position saw this scene with different looks. Nangong asked the Nangong Jingnv to return to the royal case to sit down, and personally held the pride for the Nangong Jingnv to pamper her.

Nangong, who is not pregnant in Li Fei's belly, has a total of five sons and three daughters under her knees, and only Nangong Jingnun is a pure prostitute.

Nangong let the original wife, Ma's green plum bamboo horseshoe, be affectionate, but unfortunately, Ma's body has been bad for more than 20 years and only gave birth to a daughter. Nangong let Ma died of illness on the eve of his ascension to the throne, and since then Nangong has given more and more pity to this only uncle daughter.

Because Nangong had never established his prince, he simply gave the Nangong Jingnv after the original reorganization of the East Palace.

Nangong Jingnv twisted in her father's arms and turned to grab Nangong's beard. The latter laughed instead of being annoyed, and turned away her daughter's flamboyant hand, saying, "Naughty."

Nangong asked another man to set up a small case to let the grandmother wait for the princess to take the seat, and Nangong, who had teased her daughter, was in a good mood: "It is rare for Lu Aiqing to be proud of himself, so I will reward you for something else. Ding came forward and listened!

"Being there."

"Seal you as a fateful lady!"

"Your Majesty!"

"How many fifteen nephews are there?"

Lu Quan got up and replied, "Under your back, the dog has just passed thirteen."

"Oh, let's talk in two years."

Xing Jingfu, a scholar of the Chinese Shu Shu, rose up and said, "Your Majesty, the minister has something to play."

"speak."

"His Majesty has been working hard since he ascended the throne, and now he has expanded half of the territory of our country. It is indeed a timeless prince. His courage earnestly asks His Majesty to revise his year name to congratulate him, and to open another Enke Quanta to enter the DPRK."

A civil servant echoed: "Reconsideration."

"Prelude!"

The Ministry of R & D drafted three annual titles for the day, and Nangong chose "Jingjia" as the new year title.

In the first year of King Jia, Emperor Qin ordered Lieutenant Lu Quan to march northward, pacify the northern Qiang barbarians;

In the same year, Kai Enke was praised by all nations, free of crickets, and widely accepted by scholars from all over the world.

...

Agura opened her eyes slowly with a humming sound, watching the drapery above her head chaos for a while, sitting up suddenly, and the tingling in her chest forced her to cough.

She looked down: she had put on clean clothes on her body, the inexplicable materials, the soft furnishings, and the surrounding furnishings were very different from the grassland tents.

Agura's last memory lingered in the heavy breathing of the flowing fire, she tightly hugged the neck of the flowing fire and struggled in the turbulent river water, feeling the despair in her heart as well.

"Shooting fire!" Agura ran out, barefooted, covering his stinging chest, despite dizziness. I saw a teenager of his own age squatting in front of a clay stove in the courtyard.

The teenager heard the voice, looked up and saw Agula, lowered the fan in his hand and walked over quickly: "Are you awake?" And when seeing Agula barefoot, she frowned and grabbed her arm, and went into the room. He complained, "My master used a few precious herbs to save your life. How can I run barefoot?"

Agura was tense, listening to the fluent Wei Guohua of the boy. He just stopped trying to break free of the boy and looked at her with a crooked head: "Can you understand what I say?"

Agura was silent for a moment and replied in a slightly stiff Wei dialect: "What about my horse?"

The teenager was surprised: "Do you know Mandarin?"

"Where's my horse?"

The boy stubbornly pressed Agula back to the bed, and pulled her back again. "My master didn't see a horse when you picked you up from half a month ago. I'll tell my master later." No When Agula spoke again, the teenager ran out.

Agula coughed a few more times, and stared at the bulge on the quilt according to the painful chest. She defended herself. The whole army of warriors who protected themselves did not know if Kocho had escaped, and his father Khan and his mother ...

The door opened again, and the head came in. A "freak" in a black gown wore a half black mask on her face, and the young man from Shicai followed him.

Agura felt a dangerous habitual dagger touching the waist but felt empty, and the masked man sat down beside the bed with a calm eye: "Listen to Ding Ye that you understand the official language?" The voice sounded like The old bellows, which hasn't been pulled for years, is hoarse and creepy.

Agura's fist tightened and tightened: Southerners are all enemies! But then I thought that my mother was also a Nan, and that this person rescued himself, he loosened his fist and nodded.

"Extend your hand."

The masked man took Agula's pulse, said a few medicinal herbs and dosage, and Ding Yi led him out of the house.

Seeing that the other party was not malicious, Agula asked eagerly, "What about my horse?"

The masked man sighed softly: "You lose consciousness in the river, thanks to the horse's loyalty, and you don't know how long you have been floating before reluctantly to go ashore. When I found you, it was dead and died."

Agula is still struggling to digest the manuscripts of the crepe, but the masked man sighed and said with some emotion: "The horse is still so faithful, it is better than the world's numerous sellers who seek glory."

For a long time, Agura opened her amber eyes and murmured unwillingly: "Is the fire dead?"

The masked man nodded, and Agula took a cold breath and bit his inner gill, drew a tight quilt and gasped for a few breaths, which forced the tears back, but drew a series of coughs.

The masked man pressed Aguala's two acupoints of "Obuchi" and "Hegu", and patiently instructed: "Although you are awake, the inflammation inside has not completely disappeared, you need to rest for a while to move around."

Agura felt buzzing in her ears, dizziness, angina piercing her heart, and a fire burning from her chest to her throat made her miserable, even when the masked person went out.

When she was left alone in the room, her strength also collapsed and she cried, covering her head and crying silently.

In my mind, I remember the bits and pieces of Liu Huo, and worried that Little Butterfly and her parents seemed to be torn apart.

Ding Wei called Agula a few times when he returned with the medicine. He opened the quilt medicine bowl and broke it. Ding Yan hurried out.

Before that, Agoura plunged into the river, and thanks to the mask, he saved the person with all his heart and rescue. But the fever in her body could kill her at any time!

The misfortune of Liuliu's death and his concern for his family made Agula struggling and fell into a coma again.

Agula has been in bed for more than half a year before gradually recovering. Outside is the season of heavy snow.

Although her body was intact, she was getting thinner and weaker. Ding Hui took a bundle of bamboo slips and came to the door to carefully fight the floating snow on her body before pushing in.

He saw Agula leaning against the bed, heard the sound, looked up, and started to stay again.

Ding Yue sat down beside the bed with a sigh and watched Aguara's disappointed expression of pity. Although Agula refused to say anything in the past six months, he also got to know the life of the other side. The master seemed to know more in detail, but ordered him not to talk about half a sentence.

The girl in front of her was no longer home, and her beloved sister and family had probably suffered.

"The" Three Hundred Thousands "interpretation master said she will teach you personally. From today on I will teach you to read the Filial Piety."

"Ding Yan."

"Ok?"

"I want to go home."

Ding Yan looked at the hollowness in those beautiful amber eyes, but opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

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Today's update arrived, and Nangong Jingnu, one of the heroines, appeared. It's a while before she grows up ~. Hehe

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