Sha Po Lang

That is probably the most unforgettable pain in his life. Gu Yu said here, I don't want to talk about it any more. However, it may be that those words have been in his heart for many years, and sometimes I can't stop.

"Northern Xinjiang is really bitter. Just after the fight, there are wounded soldiers everywhere. Every day, the yellow sand falls, and even the princess can't drink a hot tea. How can the young master be happy in the capital? I started to go back and forth. The old Houye didn’t do it. When I was bothered, I took me to the ranks. Every day, the soldiers of Xuan Tieying trained, I had to be there to practice martial arts. I was a little lazy. He was in the iron giant. I beat me."

The old Houye counted his son's dog temper, and returned to Amoy, and his temper was squeaky, but in the face of everyone, even if there were no people with high thighs, this little thing would not cry and throw away his face.

Chang Geng Lai is on him, his chin is on the shoulder of Gu Yu, and he sticks to his ear: "If I have been born for 20 years, I will pick you up and steal it, and put it in the brocade."

Gu Yu imagined the scene, and he was so speechless that he couldn’t help but laugh.

In fact, when you think about it, Zhong Ming Ding's food house has been ruined since the third generation. The child born like Gu Yu is also the only child. If he really allowed him to grow up in the capital, he couldn't help himself. To be inferior, if you have to have such a heart-wrenching sorrow, you have to go to such a poisonous hand to repair him, so that the black iron camp will not be followed.

It’s just that no one thought that the cost of becoming a talent is too great.

"Wang Bo said that after you came back from northern Xinjiang, your temperament changed. You don't like to see people. No one cares." Chang Geng paused and pulled his handwriting. "Do you hate the emperor?"

Gu Yu paused, subconsciously want to touch the waist jug, only to reach out and think of it, he has decided to stop drinking, the jug has not been on the body.

Gu licked his lips: "Do not hate... give me a cup of tea."

Chang Geng almost thought he had got it wrong.

The Jingshi siege was just solved, and Gu Yu couldn’t climb up because he was hurt. He still didn’t know how to drink and drink when he opened his mouth. How did he go to the Western Region to fight for a while, but he knew that he was healthy?

Although Chang Geng has been quite vocal about this drunkard, he saw that he suddenly turned to the sex, but his heart was "slightly" and he was not happy. He got up and gave Gu Yu a cup of spring tea. Once again, he didn't feel suspiciously, and he clung to his wrists. He only hated that he didn't learn well, and he couldn't name anything.

Although the eyes and ears were inconvenient, Gu Yu still felt his nervousness, and immediately reacted and realized that he was exposed. Chang Geng is too sensitive. If a person has been inferior, it is better to be worse, and the people who are next to it have become accustomed. However, it is his sudden change of nature without warning that people will be at a loss.

So Gu Ruo casually sipped the tea and licked his lips: "The jug does not know where it is, and is there any wine brewed from the old man?"

This sentence sounds more like Gu Yu’s style. It’s been a little thirsty for a long time. Chang Geng slightly put his heart down and replied: “No, let's make tea.”

Gu Yu half-truthed and slammed, and then he was given a piece of stuff. A sweet and greasy smell of glutinous rice slid into the nose. Gu Yu leaned back: "What? I don't want ……Well……"

Chang Geng was fed to him in his mouth.

Gu Yan's brow wrinkled into a ball. He didn't like to eat sweet. He was licked by Chang Geng and the tea, but he didn't spit it out. Like the egg noodles with half an eggshell many years ago, he ate it. From the sweetly overgrown bean paste, I chewed a bit of sweet bitterness.

Suddenly, he was a little uneasy. He felt that Chang Geng’s tiredness was not normal. He only heard that the sudden and tight doubts he was not drinking were not normal.

The ultimate great sadness is because it is too consuming and often not sustainable. Generally, there is only a small meeting, and then it will turn into numb chaos, or the parties themselves will divert their attention and dilute these emotions instinctively to protect themselves.

Gu Yuzheng said: "Chang Geng, give me the glass mirror."

"No," Chang Geng hugged him from the side of his body in a similarly imprisoned manner, and asked him without hesitation. "Why don't you hate?"

His last question was eager and indifferent. He was eager to break the casserole and ask him to get a "hate" and "no hate" answer. It seems that Gu Yu only needs to take a "hate" and he must take whatever action.

Indifference is that he seems to forget that this "first emperor" in his mouth is his relatives, casually mentioning, as casual as mentioning roadside cats and dogs.

Gu Yu was so deep in his heart that he was silent for a while and asked: "What about you? Do you still hate Hugel?"

Chang Geng did not expect him to throw back the words, and blinked a little unexpectedly - if Gu Yu can see it at this time, he will find that his eyes are not red, but the pupils still have a ghost.

Chang Geng replied eloquently: "If she is still in front of me, I will cramp her, but she is dead and there is no place to die. Even if I want to dig her out of the whip, I will find it in vain, and then hate her." There is no way to dispel it, but it will be like her intention to speed up the poison, isn't it?"

This is by no means his true heart. Gu Yu’s heart is big and his ears are heard again.

Gu Yuzheng was about to speak, and suddenly he felt that the person on his body was shocking—the kind of shock that was suddenly shocked by the sudden interruption of his concentration.

A thin wind blew behind him, it seems that someone knocked on the door of the study.

Gu Yu turned his head and asked: "Wang Bo is still old Huo?"

The old butler at the door raised his voice and shouted: "Hou, it’s me, the Lingshuyuan came to find the Crown Prince!"

Chang Geng’s double-eyed eyes shrank back. At first glance, it seemed to be stimulated by the glare. He subconsciously let go of Gu Yu, and as usual, he showed a little "indecent touch" and was half-hearted. I remembered something, and my face looked like a flash of light.

Gu Yu pretended not to notice: "I have to go in advance, I haven’t had a good meal for a few days, I’m going to find something to eat. I’ve just stuffed you up with something I don’t know... I’m sour in my stomach. water."

Chang Geng first glimpsed, then slammed his forehead and stunned his eyebrows: "I... that... I am..."

He "walked up" and stood up. "I will call the kitchen to give you some digestion."

Wang Bo said: "Yes, this is the old slave."

Chang Geng walked to the door of the study and thought of something. He touched it on his own body. He touched the glass mirror of Gu Yu from his arms and turned back to him. The metal chain and the frame were warmed up by him. . Chang Geng wiped the lens carefully and placed it on the nose of Gu Yu. His eyes lingered on his face for a long time. He suddenly whispered, "I think I am dreaming."

Gu Yu was tossed by his gods for a noon. Hearing this statement was very enthusiasm. He wanted to swear by him, "Call you a slap in the face and see if you hurt."

Who knows that he didn't have time to say that Chang Geng had a slight meal and stood back straight. He smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "It’s been a long time to have such a good dream. It’s good to wake up."

Gu Yu: "..."

As soon as he was normal, Gu Yu couldn't bear to blame it. He felt that he had to come back a few times, and he had to follow God. He had to look like a sigh of relief and waved his hand.

In the early summer of Longan, although Gu Dashuai had been committing too old, the national sport of Daliang seems to have slowly recovered from the fall to the bottom. After the long winter, the fragrant buds began to emerge under the boundless white snow. The branches come.

In the summer, the first is the stability of the knife, the turmoil of the Western countries, the signing of the "Silk Road New Testament", the black iron martial arts sent to the Western Region tribute Ziliujin arrived in Beijing.

At this point, under the sway of the girders, an opening was finally broken.

Shen Yi and others have just arrived, and the Lingyuan has heard good news.

In Gu Yu’s original big iron bow that has not been promoted in the military, there has finally been a new breakthrough. Ge Chen’s rising star, which is a butcher’s birth, has been designed with a new golden scorpion, which is light and easy to fit. On the bow and arrow, perfection is controlled by humans.

The weight of the bow of the iron bow that was not high-handed and high-handed has been reduced by more than half. The white rainbow arrow can be easily played by human hands. The precision is extremely high, the iron arrow is heavy, and it is not easy to be affected by the wind. After a large-scale rush, Baihong will be extinct in the Daliang army, and the iron arrow can be added to the lighter system. The traits of the iron arrow can be accelerated twice in the air and even explode in the enemy. .

At the end of June, in the case of the contradiction between the tiger's eye and the Western China in the Xuan Tieying, the situation on both sides of the north and the south was temporarily stabilized at the same time. The beam was able to breathe a chance, and all the ups and downs knew that the imperative was the peace of mind. In particular, we must settle down the displaced people in exile in the war.

But how to recuperate, how to settle?

It is impossible for these emigrants to re-arrange the land production. Which Qingtian lord does not have such a high-spirited festival, and will give up their own points to others.

The military aircraft organization organized several meetings of the dynasty to call the group of ministers. They never discussed the reason. They only collected a bunch of ambiguous ideas, and organized the evangelists to open up wasteland. The dynasty of the Emperor Longan violently accused the cadres of the cadres of the court: "Why don't you say that the remitters will be brought to the East China Sea to follow the example of Jingwei?"

Suddenly, the prince of the military department took the lead to silence, and did not express his position. The six officials and local officials pushed each other up and down, and they clashed in the court. At this time, Du Wanquan took his thirteen giants from the north and the south. The court of the book, claiming that they are willing to follow the Westerners, set up private factories in various places, and gather the four people to produce.

This did not require much land. At that time, Chang Geng was able to arrange for the use of the land that had been confiscated by corrupt officials from the canal of the canal, which was unfavorable to the polluters. They also planned to convene a group of folk long-armsmen based on the cultivation of Jiangnan in the past. Transformed a series of civilian lighters.

With the release of the second batch of bonfire tickets, an undercurrent of the Middle East gradually condensed. When they were still swaying, they did not become a faction at first glance. At this time, they did not reveal the mountains and did not reveal the water. : Emperor Longan of Shangyu gave some concessions to these first-class civil servants who stood up for the bonfire tickets. For example, they can directly write to the military aircraft, play the special approval of the emperor himself, and then allow them to purchase each year while ensuring military use. A certain limit of purple flow gold.

This book was first presented from the Ministry of Industry. The book of the Ministry of Industry, Meng Shu, is a cold-skinned scholar from Hanlin. The book said: This is an arrow and three carvings, which not only solves the riots of the local people, but also shows that the court will not Those who are ill-treated and who are sold at high prices to the Zijin of these giants can also invest in military preparations.

This stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves. This time, in the home of the savvy and sensitive, finally someone came back to God.

For a long time, Gu Yu, who had not been in the DPRK, had the privilege of listening to the grand view of the great dynasty. He was so stunned that he felt dangerous in the front line of the dark arrow.

The thirteen giants have a singularity, and the contradictions between the clan and the rising star of the cold door have suddenly intensified. At this time, the people with long brains have discovered the black-box transactions of collusion between officials and businessmen, and they are more sensitive to the sense of smell. The future of the forces that are hard to resist will shake the roots of the sects, and the feeling of crisis in Xishan is born quietly.

In the court, the pro-business association sent accused the family of "settlement of the party and smuggling the country, and blaming the country and the people". "Standing and speaking is not hurting." What's more, the violent jump is like a thunder pointing at the other's nose. "You have the idea to let the displaced people settle in your home."

Several big families blush on the neck and arguing "How can the merchants of the merchants be able to go to the elegant hall", "the heavy weapon of the Purple River, can flow into the hands of the private", and finally it is simply "I don't know how many adults accept the bribe geometry, and these burdens." The vendor wore a pair of pants."

Then a row of generals underneath the situation of calming and not snoring, together as a wall view, at the end of the military aircraft ran out of your sentence, I am a word and mud.

Gu Yu looked up and looked at the Emperor of Longan. He only felt that Li Feng was old, but in his thirties, he had already been born in Huafa, and his head was so suffocating. For a moment, Gu Yu suddenly thought, "If the city would When he broke, he was nailed to a red head by a streamer. Is it a good thing for him?"

Li Feng seems to have a feeling, just looking up and touching Gu Yu’s line of sight.

After the day was gone, Gu Yu was left in the palace. The two fell out before the war. After that, they stopped fighting around, and there was almost no chance to get along with each other. This time, once again, they talked about the gossip in the same place. Almost as if it was a world apart, Li Feng left Gu Yu as a momentary impulse. He really walked together in the Imperial Garden, only to find nothing to say, really.

At this time, the Prince went to school and came over to ask for peace.

Li Feng is not so addicted to the harem, the son is not rich, the prince is just eight years old, has not started to grow up, a group of childish, met Li Feng a little cautious, and regularly went to see the ceremony: "Father."

Then I carefully looked at Gu Yu, and I wanted to talk a little, but I don’t know who this person is.

Gu Yuchong smiled at him: "Chen Guyu, see His Royal Highness Prince."

The prince was shocked. The little boy loved to hear the story of the big hero. At this time, he saw the real person. On the one hand, he was excited. On the other hand, he still had to maintain the prince in front of his father. His face was red and sturdy. : "Gu, Gu general! No... that... the uncle is not, don't have to be polite. Lonely... I have also learned the words of the uncle."

Gu Yu looks a little weird: "...His Royal Highness is too polite."

The word "Imperial Uncle" gave him a heart attack, calling him to feel that he had grown a two-foot long beard.

On that day, Li Feng retired four times, leaving only the Prince to accompany him. No one knew what he had talked with Gu Yu. The palace man only knew that the little prince seemed to be very close to Anding Hou, and he was always entangled in him and refused to go. Finally He fell asleep on Gu's shoulder and was sent back to Donggong by Anding Hou.

When he left, the Emperor Longan deliberately looked after him. If there was work, he often went to see the palace and pointed to the Prince.

Before the emperor and Anding Hou turned their faces, the military and political centrifugation seemed to be just a shackle that was deliberately forgotten.

At this time, Wang Nan was in a hurry, Jiang Chong rushed to pick up a secret letter from the sleeve and handed it to Chang Geng: "Wang Ye, look at this, we are not stable in the middle of the DPRK, this time may be some rush It is."

It was a memorial game. Jiang Chong lowered his voice and said: "After the big inside, after the next dynasty, several great families passed through the kingdom, and the joint name was handed over to the emperor. I am afraid it has been a long-term plan."

Chang Geng’s look came unchanged: “Wang Guozhen? Is his own fart/strand cleaned? During this time of war, General Tan died in the capital, and no one thought that he was being pursued?”

Jiang Chong puts his voice down: "Wang Ye, Wang Guozhen is the mother of the Queen Mother. As long as he does not rebel, the emperor will not move him... Who would dare to mention that thing in the past? If this is the reason, the kingdom has been defeated. Isn't the first emperor not to be blinded by a little demon woman, and to ruin the reputation of the loyal loyalty? The son does not speak to the father, and the emperor cannot do it because of this."

Chang Geng's face was expressionless, and he swept the book in one eye and ten lines. Suddenly, he slammed.

Jiang Chong: "How?"

Chang Geng: "This thing is not like Wang Wong's wine bag, who can write it?"

Jiang Chong: "Oh, it is said that this person has a strong relationship with the prince. Was it not intended to be married to the prince? The man behind the knife is the uncle of Miss Fang, who is the singer of the sect of the family, Fang Qin, who was In the 18th year, the first emperor of the 18th year was appointed by the emperor. The only one in the former dynasty was the ternary trinity.

Since Fang Qin took over the department, everything has been well organized, and it has been properly coordinated with the military aircraft. It has never been dragged over, and it can be described as a capable minister. Unfortunately, the buttocks decided the head. He was born in Fangjia and represented Fangjia. It is destined to be an outstanding stumbling block.

"Half-half of the division, there are no two in the limelight." Chang Geng gently knocked on the table. "In the old days, Wang Xietang was in front of Yan, and he should fly to the home of ordinary people."

Jiang Chong heard his words killing the machine and his heart jumped.