Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Never mind," Lu Zhishan looked paler. "Just do it."

"Yes, his subordinates obey." Du Heng was so busy that he bowed down, in fact he was not hesitated. At this time, with the permission of Lu Zhishan, naturally he would not delay.

Mu Nanzhi wanted to remind Lu Zhishan whether he should think twice before he saw a peaceful and calm faction, but the dark tide was surging. Lu Zhishan's reluctance to endure for many years was not easy. If he rashly shot, he was afraid to be exposed Naturally, I will win the eyes of Viva, and in the future will even increase a lot of trouble, but listening to the screams and crying of the girl outside, she still said nothing, just poured a cup of tea for Lu Zhishan and passed: "Cousin First, drink your tea and go smoothly. "

Lu Zhishan shook his head and put the tea cup back on the table. His face was so dark and scary that he fisted with his hands, and the blue tendons on his forehead exploded.

He had also seen such a scene in Nanjiang before. The Siamese had entered the villages of the Nanjiang. They burned and plundered all the way and drove and coaxed the Dali woman. They rode on the horse and whipped the woman with a whip, a whip. When I went down, I pulled out a large coat of clothing. The woman's screams and tears made the beast more excited. They drove the undressed woman. Finally, the woman who ran with a rope was running like a wild animal. Drag the woman into the forest ...

At that time, Lu Zhishan led his men to kill more than 400 Siamese soldiers in a row, but he did not have a little bit of revenge, and the ground was covered with the blood of Siamese, or he fainted, or They are crazy women. There are 267 women. They are naked, naked, and screaming. They ca n’t distinguish between the Dali and the Siamese. They are desperate to hit Lu Zhishan and use them to catch them. The objects, stones, branches, and even **** human bones are like fighting evil spirits.

That day, Lu Zhishan, they beat them and remained motionless until Zhou Ran rescued these women with a limited number of medical women.

Later, the two hundred and sixty-seven women survived only eighteen individuals, but not all died under the Siamese, but more were unbearable stigma and arbitrarily died.

Zhou Ran said that Siamese soldiers are all beasts.

But he felt that he was blamed for being too late to rescue the lives of the many women.

...

Lu Zhishan can't forget that scene, just as he can't forget the winter night 23 years ago, Lu Minglan's tears.

It is only today that he did not expect that he saw such a scene again, but here is not southern Xinjiang, but at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and the evildoers are not Siamese, but government officials.

He felt ridiculous and resentful.

He must stop and must not repeat the same mistakes of that year.

It doesn't matter who gets it.

He only knew that he had to control it.

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Xiahe Village.

The Zhu's Ancestral Hall was brightly lit, hundreds of villagers held torches in their hands, stood silently and sorrowfully in front of the Ancestral Hall, and looked at the girl and the young man in front of them quietly.

It was a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old, looking at the appearance is carefully dressed, with a plain silver paintbrush butterfly head on her head, and a new cluster of plain embroidered flowers, must be for the Lantern Festival. This beautifully dressed girl was just such a beautiful girl, but she was lying on the floor, her eyes closed, her face was bloodless, her clothes were disheveled, and her body was soaked with blood.

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