I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Jiang Lao opened his eyes, blinked sourly twice, looking at the person riding on the horse holding her, becoming dumbfounded.

The weight of her fall shocked the horse. The young man on the horse was dressed in dark black clothes. He was wringing his brows and pulling on the reins to control the horse running wildly. Jiang Luo followed the moonlight along the line of his jaw. Sweeping over to see his face clearly, his voice trembled a bit, "Rong Ming."

The noise of Jiang Jinxing on the wall came out, destroying the good atmosphere. He was so proud that his boots were about to turn up, and his hair was burning up against the flames behind him, yelling at Jiang Lao, "I said it was okay. Sister, don't believe it! I shed tears in vain."

He rode on the wall and yelled. One of them didn’t pay attention and fell from the wall. One step later than Jiang Lao, his body fell into the firewood, and it didn’t hurt. Jiang Jinxing compared it with his sister, but he didn’t. , The little mouth curled, a little unhappy, rubbed his **** and sat up.

A man in black came to be late, and his hand change was a gesture of hanging in the air to pick up people. He approached Jiang Jinxing and asked him with concern, "Is the young man hurt in the fall?"

"This wall is so tall, it's nothing." Jiang Jinxing wanted to save face, and coupled with a bit of martial arts skills, so that it would not hurt too much. He quickly got up and glanced at the man in black, his eyes very alert. The ground squinted slightly.

He remembered the flash of black shadow he saw.

"This is my dark guard."

Immediately, Rong Ming said.

Tamed the slightly frightened horse, Rong Yu pulled the rein and turned the horse's head in one direction. The faint face was reflected by the fire, and there was a burst of darkness and anger, and the back of the hand that was pulling the rein showed blue veins. , Seems to endure something.

Jiang Lao noticed that he had turned this way, and hurriedly grabbed the front of his shirt. She listened to the fire crackling behind her. She held back her stomach if she wanted to ask him more, and said anxiously: "Change inside. Someone, fight fire, save people."

Rong Ming wrinkled his brows slightly, and jumped off the horse holding Jiang Lao.

He naturally knew that there was someone inside, and he saw the blazing fire.

He just doesn't care about those irrelevant people.

"Fight the fire, save the people." As she said, he said with a wooden face to the dark guard beside him.

"Check out the arson only person." When he said this, his eyes were stern.

The location of this inn was a bit remote, far from the Dijiang River. It took some effort to bring water over. Fortunately, the fire was discovered in time, and the fire was extinguished in less than half an hour.

Even if the fire was put out in time, the fire was too fierce, and the purlins and beams in several houses had been burned. Jiang Lao was shocked standing in the courtyard watching.

Sure enough, someone deliberately set fire. The places where the fire caught were the kitchen on the first floor and the four piles of oil-spilled firewood piled up in the corridor on the second floor. Every door and every window were locked. If the drugs in the meal weren't for her and her younger brother to be sober, I'm afraid they would be burned alive here.

There were two piles of firewood stacked in front of her room on the second floor. The fire was obviously directed at her.

The officials from the government office were late and helped the siblings to carry the people in every room to the courtyard. No one was injured. Jiang Jinxing went to wake up the doctor in the town and invited him to come over and dispense the medicine. He poured refreshing soup for those who fainted, and when they woke up, they found a new inn to live in. The matter was almost resolved, and he began to look for the one who was scolded by his eighteenth-generation ancestors. The innkeeper and Xiaoer of the shop.

The two of them didn't show up from start to finish. It was obvious that the fire could not get rid of them. Jiang Jinxing was afraid that they would not sleep on the boat overnight, and would go to the dock to check people in the middle of the night.

Jiang Lao called to stop him, "It's not only the problem with this inn. We just got into the thief's den for no reason. The previous ones told us that the inn was full and could not be accommodated. Maybe there are some tricks. If you want to find someone, Find those houses together."

She concealed her thoughts and didn't mention that the officials came too late. Even if this inn was remote, it was not a wild country, there would always be night patrols in the city at night. How could such a big fire not disturb them?

But now the officials from the government are helping them move their suitcases to the new inn, and Jiang Lao is not a suspicious temper, he said nothing.

After listening to Jiang Lao’s words, Jiang Jinxing nodded, only to fight the fire and his face was gray, and he didn’t wipe it off. With a gray face, he rushed directly in with the people from the government office and Rong Yu’s hands. The night is gone.

Jiang Jinxing went out in ashes, Jiang Lao didn’t feel much better. She dressed neatly in the shortest time and looked decently dressed, but without Ming Shao helping her to arrange her hair, her own bun would always loosen up. Wearing a cone hat and draped hair, you can't see it, so it's fine.

On the black brim of the cone hat and on her shoulders, white ash and charred sawdust fell.

Jiang Lao watched his younger brother's back disappear into the night, subconsciously uneasy.

But her brother’s natural recklessness,

If you don't find anything to sharpen it, I'm afraid you won't be able to grind your stability.

When Jiang Jinxing disappeared, she herself was still standing under the eaves of the second floor of the new inn without turning around.

She was dreaming about finding Rong Chen.

But what she thought in her heart was that she had to drive a long way to Huaizhou, and then to the deep mountains and old forests, drill caves, cross the river, and find the past inch by inch. As a result, he appeared directly in front of her so suddenly. In exchange for a living temperature and smell...

It's like climbing a mountain without taking two steps out, and then you find that you are at the top of the mountain.

I got what I wanted, but the feeling in my heart felt like stepping on a cloud.

Unreal, like a dream.

She took a deep breath and turned and pushed the door open.

This is her room in the new inn.

When he opened the door, the man standing at the table heard the movement and turned his head.

On the table is the parchment map Jiang Lao read earlier.

Seeing her coming, Rong Zhen put the parchment map back, his palms sweated for a while.

He looked at Jiang Lao with no expression on his face and was worried that she was angry. He didn't know how to explain the fake death to her. He didn't know what expression to put on his face. She was suffering from a headache, and the little girl walked toward him aggressively. Come over, grab his collar and force him to bow his head towards her.

Rong Ming bent down, thinking that he might be beaten, his jaw hurt when he stretched out his face.

Jiang Lao’s experience in kissing is very poor. There is no guidance and the height difference. He can't even find the position of his lips. The ghost and goddess bumped her teeth without thinking. There was some pain. She fell back on her heels to the ground with pain, her lips squashed, and her little hand stretched out to pull at Rong Ming’s face, as if to confirm whether he was real. The redness only let go of his hand.

She put on the cone hat in her hand to cover her face, sat down on the armchair, lowered her head, staring at the toes of her embroidered shoes, determined not to look at his bewildering face, "explain."

Rong Lu touched her slightly painful chin, and couldn't tell whether she was going to kiss or bite. He slowly nudged her beside her, and the voice was slow, "Father has been to Xu's family. Suspicious."

"Just before I leave for Huaizhou."

Although Emperor Zhaowu was assured of giving the Sixth Palace to Empress Jiahe to take care of him, he could only allow Empress Jiahe’s methods to be confined to the palace walls. If he interfered in court affairs, no matter how decent the Empress Jiahe appeared outside, he would take charge of Fengyin inside. How qualified she is, once Zhaowu Emperor was aware of her ambition, she became the only person in Zhaowu's eyes that must be removed.

The emperor's heart is the most ruthless.

"My father had no intention of letting me go to Huaizhou. Later, Xi Zimo wrote a letter and forced me to move forward. My father pushed the boat along the water and allowed me to go over, just to see what medicine was sold in Xi Zimo's gourd."

"Xi Zimo is cautious and rarely shows his feet. He is entrusted by the queen and the country's father to take my life. The fall into the cliff is not a fake."

He didn’t want Jiang Lao to know that the suspended animation was his idea. He pushed all those methods and scheming to Emperor Zhaowu. “Three days after the cliff fell, the person sent by the father found me. If I return to the court, Lingnan’s military power is logical and should be handed over to me. My father was afraid of screaming at the grass, and he was tempted to the end to the head of the country. The position of soldier is vacant, and see if Guozhang Xu will be anxious to recommend his people up."

Jiang Lao suddenly thought of the lunch in the palace.

When the aloft emperor peeled lychees for his queen, his eyes were filled with tenderness and indulgence.

Although the queen was pointed out in public, but in the end there was no punishment for the queen. When they came and left, they always accompanied the queen.

At that time, she looked at it, even if she felt weird, she had to say that these two people were like a rare couple of gods and goddesses. When she thought of it again today, she was cold all over.

Those indulgence and tenderness are not sincere.

It's nothing more than praise.

The blame has to deal with how much love she gets. The aunt has never thought about putting her heart on this man for a moment, not for a moment, but she didn't have it.

"General Xi is really dead?"

"Yeah." Rong Ming nodded, his eyes downcast looked swift and gentle, not at all like a person who had just walked out of the battlefield, without a trace of murderous aura on his body.

He hid the fight between him and Xi Zimo strictly, without mentioning a word. Even when he mentioned Xi Zimo, he had a sad face and a compassionate tone. "He fell down the cliff with me. After the beast, I happened to be caught by a branch and barely managed to get my life back."

He spoke a little harder when he said the word barely, in a tone that seemed intentional or unintentionally arousing sympathy, while raising his eyes, he glanced at her.

The person who met the beast was actually him.

Things that are unpopular are always easier to deal with than those that are long-term.

The scene was too bloody, she wouldn't want to know.

He grabbed Jiang Lao’s hand and rubbed her slender fingertips on the back of her hand, like a silent temptation. Jiang Lao drew his hand back, but he couldn’t get it back. He pulled and listened to what he said.

"Father won't let me return to Beijing, nor let me reveal to anyone that I'm changing alive. I can't help but listen to what he said, otherwise he will chop my head."

"I have to keep my head and come back to see you."

Finally, Rong Ming's fingers rubbed Jiang Lao's hand very lightly a few times, his head was slightly raised, and suddenly a little dissatisfied, he stretched out his hand and took off the cone hat she was wearing.

After he lowered his hand, he propped his palms on the arm rests of the armchair, and his tall figure covered her sitting in the chair. He approached her face and looked at her. His mysterious clothes made his face pale and he was just outside. His side hair was messy and furry by the night wind, his attitude and actions were pure and innocent, and the words he said were simple and straightforward, and he seemed to have no scheming at all.

Jiang Lao's cone cap was taken off, his eyelids drooped, and he did not look at his face.

With a slight displeasure in Rong's eyes, he grabbed Jiang Suo's hand and pressed it against his heart.

"I was in a coma for a few days before I woke up."

Jiang Rao's eyelids were raised to look at him, and finally cast his anxious and concerned eyes on him. Rong Mao was satisfied, his lips twitched, and he tilted his head and put his head on Jiang Rao's shoulder. It hurts."

He released the hand pressed against his heart, slowly lifted it up and placed it on Jiang Lao’s cheek, holding Jiang Lao’s face, with long fingers and gentle movements, which actually blocked her chance of turning her face away, tough, Fixing her gaze firmly on his face, his eyes are gentle and pitying, "Brother Jin said, are you crying? Change to the map on the table..."

"Are you going to Huaizhou to find me?"

His eyes shone slightly, and Jiang Lao’s gaze couldn’t move away from his beautiful face, she felt that she should be angry, she was just kept in the dark, but it seemed that she shouldn’t be born again. His anger, although he was pouting tangledly, his face was not as cold as he had just walked in.

"Collect the corpse." She changed her anger. She wanted to run to Huaizhou twice, and had to give up halfway both times. It somewhat made her wonder if she was guilty of violating Huaizhou. She had a little temper, let alone. Saying that he was stunned last time, she didn't calculate the account that she sent her back to Jinling, and her tone didn't soften. He couldn't turn her gaze to the side even with his face held by him, and simply closed her eyes with a grunt.

Rong Ming laughed, with a faint voice, "It's okay to collect the corpse."

"Anyway, you have agreed, even if it is a secret marriage, you can only marry me."

His fingers tightened gently, his eyes clenched tightly

Looking at her, there are some young people in her tone that are not stingy, and the possessiveness is surprisingly strong.

Jiang Lao opened his eyes. She was confused for a while. Hearing what he said, since Emperor Zhaowu was suspicious of Empress Jiahe to the point of forcing the Xu family to show the fox's tail, he would soon escape the shackles of the empress. Why should he be so stubborn in marriage? .

She was about to ask, but her voice was interrupted by a knock on the door, and someone outside reported: "Something happened at the ferry."

Rong Ming snapped the cone cap back on Jiang Lao's head before getting up to open the door.

The entourage who came to report said: "The shopkeeper and the innkeeper have been arrested, but when the innkeeper was caught by the official side, he jumped into the river to escape...the water was not good, and he drowned in the water."

"Where is the shop second?"

"Dian Xiao Er was caught by Xiao Shizi, and he was alive."

Rong Lu didn't smile and twitched his lips. "The people in the yamen are not clean. Move quickly and catch people ahead of them."

The respondent left again, and Jiang Lao saw Rong Ming about to close the door. She walked to the door, supporting his arm with her finger, "Don't close the door."

She heard them talk about Jiang Jinxing, "I want to see Brother Jinxing."

Although she knew that someone was protecting Jiang Jinxing, this kid had only caused too many troubles, and she still had unexplainable worries in her heart.

"good."

Jiang Lao was about to go out, but found that this person had said yes, but actually did not open the door. Instead, he closed the door hard and blocked her on the door panel, "Teach you something first."

He pressed her conical cap with his fingers, pushed it upwards, so that the conical cap was tilted up, exposing her face, he lowered his face and kissed her, and asked unhurriedly: "I just wanted to kiss me. ,right?"

He watched with satisfaction as she withdrew her mind from her brother, thin lips curled up, smiled faintly, let go of her, and opened the door, "The relatives should kiss like this."

Jiang Lao: "..."

If he could lend her an inch, she wouldn't knock him on his chin, and she wouldn't be so humiliating at the moment.

"No." She denied with a blush behind him.

Rong Chen ignored her words, walked back, clasped her five fingers together and pulled her out. Seeing Jiang Lao trying to break away, he was serious, "No one here knows us, and the folkway is more civilized than Jinling. No one would joke about holding hands on the street. Couples. If someone really asks, it would be nice to say that we are already married."

Is it necessary?

Jiang Lao's head was dumb, and he couldn't figure it out.

She cared about the more important things, took the cone hat in her hand, and wanted to put it on his head, her tone even a little anxious, "Can you show your face?"

Rong Ming grabbed her wrist and stopped her hand that buttoned the cap on his head, "The clue is enough for the father to know the mind of the queen and the governor, and only wait for Lingnan's military power to make a conclusion. I show my face, it is no problem. ."

I am afraid that Empress Jiahe changed his mind to think that Emperor Zhaowu changed his mind, and his heart fell on her.

Jiang Luo awoke a little bit sharply, blinked slowly and looked at him.

She asked: "You have been following me?"

Then he didn't tell her the news that he was not dead?

Rong Ming was about to nod his head, suddenly realized something, smiled, turned away, and lied: "Qiliu Town is an important town that connects land and water. I happened to be waiting here. I saw your carriage in the day. I'm afraid you are afraid and dare not recognize each other."

His tone was normal, and his face was as usual. Jiang Lao believed him without much doubt. When the two found Jiang Jinxing, Jiang Jinxing was tying up all those who opened the inn, ready to fight them to tell the truth and ask them out. Who is the one who will burn them to death?

Jiang Lao still felt that Jiang Jinxing was too reckless, and frowned.

Rong Ming looked at her frowning appearance, let go of his hand, and said a few words to Jiang Jinxing in the past.

Jiang Lao watched as Jiang Jinxing listened to Rong Ming’s words, and immediately stopped the idea of ​​beating people. Instead, he ran back to the inn and went to bed. He was amazed, "He has never listened to persuasion, you told him. What?"

Rong Zhen hooked her hand again.

Naturally, he would not tell Jiang Lao such things as "It is more useful to nurture the spirit, fist hitting people", and coughed twice and said: "Teach him not to use his hands, then don't hit people."

Jiang Lao felt that it was the same reason, and nodded in agreement.

She glanced at the people who were caught, glanced around, she was not good at this kind of interrogation of people's facts, a little helpless, and remembered what Rong Lu said to the entourage, "There are unclean people in the office. "Suddenly rallied and asked Rong Chen, "There are people in the yamen really colluding with the culprits, should they be in harmony with the outside?"

When she saw that there were no night watchers here, she felt a little weird in her heart but didn't think too much about it. Rong Chen felt the same way, and she began to take the weird feeling in her heart seriously.

Rong Shen nodded slightly. He glanced indifferently at the shopkeepers who were caught and the shopkeepers of other inns, and said in a deep voice: "These are nothing but a little girl. I don't know who the real master is when I take money to do things."

"You can find the inner ghost in the yamen to know who the murderer is."

Jiang Lao said, "Let's go to the dock."

Her fingers clenched slightly, "I want to see where the shopkeeper drowned."

Rong Ming looked at her, "Are you really going?"

The place where people died is always kept away by others.

Jiang Lao bit her lip, she was indeed a little bit frustrated in her heart, but she wanted to know who was the one who harmed her.

Ning'an Bo Mansion has built its foundation in Jinling for a hundred years. Even if the family that lives in the world again, it will not be without enemies.

If you are in the world, you are dealing with friends. If there is a conflict of interest, there will be enemies. Ning'an Bo Mansion has a good momentum. No matter how straightforward it is, it will definitely hinder the way of some people and will naturally make enemies.

But if anyone had the ability to extend from Jinling to Qiliu Town, she really couldn't think of a change.

"Go and see." Although her tone is not high, but firm, "otherwise I can't sleep."

The people she brought were almost killed by her.

Having said that, her upper and lower eyelids had already begun to be indistinguishable, and she looked very tired.

She thought of looking at the dock, and Rong Zhen confirmed that she really wanted to go, so he stopped talking and took her there.

When he arrived at the dock, the river breeze blew, and his hair was messed up, and Jiang Lao was sober.

The innkeeper drowned in the middle of the night, and there were no crab catchers who came out to catch crabs at night in this season.

Rong Lu took her to see with his own eyes, Jiang Lao couldn't find anyone who could inquire about the news, and finally died.

Rong Ming looked at her tired eyes, "This method is useless, you should go to the inn to sleep first, so that you have enough energy, and you will find a solution tomorrow."

Jiang Lao nodded, willing to go back to the inn to sleep.

This night, she was sleepy and awake. Her strength was completely exhausted, her feet were dull, and her pace was slow. She looked faint, as if she had lost two souls. Looking at the distance between the horse and her, she couldn't help but feel a little worried. .

The person who had been holding her hand stopped, squatted down in front of her, "Come up."

Jiang Lao was stunned for a moment, rubbed his darkened eyelids and looked at the figure squatting down in front of her. He was about to say "no", his hand had already wrapped her leg and lifted her up.

Jiang Lao's heart was pounding, and he had firmly lifted her up.

The shadows on the road were long illuminated by moonlight.

Jiang Lao was lying on his back and suddenly felt calm.

In fact, when he appeared, she couldn't hold it anymore.

I don't want to hold on any more, pretending to be very energetic.

With someone to rely on, she looked tired

Lie on his back, with a small hand hooked on his neck, tightly attached to the flesh, fearing that he would sweat and not say anything when he is tired.

If he really sweats, she won't let him carry it.

Fortunately, no.

She once thought that his body would get better, but she didn't expect to be stronger and stronger than she could think of.

She looked at the shadows of the two on the ground, watching them quietly.

It's strange. She still looks thin and tall. If he says he is ill, she doesn't even doubt it. In which piece of meat is his strength hidden?

Being carried by him, her stability made her sleepy, and her head became heavier and heavier.

When a person gets sleepy, his bad temper becomes a little unstoppable.

What's more, Jiang Lao was holding his breath all the time.

The feeling of being ready to suffer, but not taking two steps to reach the top of the mountain, besides being unreal, made her slightly annoyed.

The painstaking effort has been put into vain irritation.

But this irritation was nowhere to be heard. She knew that he had his considerations, and there was no way to vent her apart from scolding the emperor to scold his son as a chess piece in Huaizhou.

Blocked, really blocked.

Her temper prevents her from making trouble unreasonably, and her anger is limited to pouring bitterness towards the person who is carrying her.

"sleepy."

"I haven't had a good night's sleep in a few days."

Seeing that he had been silent, she was annoyed. Although it was a negotiable tone, she was very overbearing, "You pay me, is it possible?"

Rong Ming laughed.

He just wanted to spoil her rare little temper, even in front of him.

"What do you pay?" His low voice with a smile, like a golden mountain and a silver mountain, can be moved in.

The little girl behind him was silent for a while, as if asleep, and he turned his head and glanced back.

After tossing all night, it was about to dawn.

The round moon in the sky became lighter and hidden behind the clouds. Xiguang faintly showed through the clouds, illuminating her face pure and white, her face pressed very close to his back, her eyes closed tightly, and her eyelashes were like lashes. Small brush.

He stopped and moved his hand back. Her eyelashes didn’t move. She didn’t seem to wake up. He was about to turn her head. At this moment, she opened her eyes with a "huh", her eyes were clear. .

It turned out not to fall asleep.

He looked at her, neither moonlight nor shining light could warm his eyes, but she could be reflected in his pupils.

"What to lose?"

He asked again.

This time she was silent and didn't say anything, Rong Chen only thought she was thinking about what she wanted the most.

"Whatever you want, I will find it for you."

He carried her on his back and continued to walk forward steadily.

"I want a snowman."

The little girl finally made a sound behind her, and Rong Ming stopped.

She thought he hadn't heard, and her voice was exceptionally clear, and she said in his ear again, "I want you to be a snowman."

She has been looking forward to his return all winter.

Rong Ming reminded softly, "Every year, it is already spring."

Spring, here, how can he find the snow immediately.

"I know." She was so sleepy that she was a little babble, and she didn't know the words very clearly, "I know wow."

At first she felt that he was weak, so weak that she couldn't even compare to a little girl like her with soft hands. She was so beautiful, sick and pitiful, but she had a gloomy temperament, and her bad temper made him dare not approach him if she wanted to help him. .

She never thought of entanglement with him for too long. At first she wanted to pay for her brother’s recklessness and she ran away. Later, she ran into him. She wanted to wait for his leg to be cured before slipping and dragging. The bond grew deeper and deeper, and his bad temper changed. She couldn't help but want to help him even if she hadn't had those things in the dream. She didn't expect to help him, and the relationship was settled in confusion.

She wanted to wait until his success and fame, and her marriage was useless, but she didn't want to leave now.

When he came back, her heart was filled with convenience.

"So, this time." Even though her mind was dizzy, the thought did not change. She closed her eyes, her little hand dropped and hooked his finger, and the voice line softly came to his ear, "You will accompany me to Winter."