King Jing was killed, and it was verified that the wound was caused by Kuhai's unique dome dagger. The emperor was furious and sent Hyogohai.
On the ninth day of September, Lu Shenxing took command, following the topographic map he obtained, surpassing the mountains, avoiding many traps, and under the command of Xin Liang.
On the 20th of the twelfth lunar month of the same year, Kuhai was finally defeated and bowed his head.
The emperor Long Xin Dayue promised his little princess Ning Jun to Lu Shenxing in front of the will of civil and military officials.
Lu Shenxing declined on the ground that he already belonged.
Although the emperor was unhappy, but this kind of thing was not easy to force, spreading it would damage the royal reputation, he took a sip of tea, "Which woman does Aiqing like?"
Xin Liang, who had just taken up the post of Sizheng Yamen, stood in the back. Hearing this, his hands in his sleeves closed.
Lu Shenxing wrote lightly, "Back to the emperor, the minister's favorite is not a woman."
Chaotang was dead silent.
Xin Liang's breathing was stagnant, and he suddenly raised his head, a look of surprise suddenly appeared.
The people on the dragon chair got up and left, and the ministers cast weird glances at Lu Shenxing, and looked at Xin Liang secretly with bright brains.
Xin Liang frowned, "You don't have to do that."
"Sooner or later, the paper package won't stop the fire." Lu Shenxing whispered, "If we drag it down, we will be passive by then."
Xin Liang pursed his lips and remained silent. He couldn't describe his mood at the moment, thinking that he was the only one who was walking in front. It turned out that this person was always by his side.
"Master Chang, please stay."
Lu Shenxing followed the little eunuch to the imperial study room, and the emperor said directly without going around.
"Is Xin Aiqing?"
Lu Shenxing touched his nose, "The emperor is wise."
The emperor snorted, "How can our Ning Jun compare to him?"
"Back to the emperor, the princess is beautiful and beautiful, with the love of the emperor and the queen, and the love of many younger brothers." Lu Shenxing smiled and said, "Xin Liang has only minor ministers."
The emperor looked unhappy, and could not find a place to refute.
A man's three wives and four concubines were normal, he couldn't understand the so-called uniqueness, it was pitiful.
The monarch and the minister stand and sit, and the three views are obviously different.
Huangdi sighed and waved, "Fine, you guys can do it yourself."
When Lu Shenxing left the palace gate, he saw Xin Liang standing upright in the snow. The snow fell all over and his head turned white.
"I want to eat dumplings tonight."
"it is good."
Lu Shenxing sighed, the snow on Xin Liang's face slowly melted, he held the bamboo stick, "What did the emperor say?"
Scanning the surroundings, Lu Shenxing wiped off the layer of snow around the black cloth on Xin Liang's eyes, and said with a chuckle, "He said we can get to the white head."
Xin Liang was stunned, the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably.
Lu Shenxing held his cold hand, "Go back."
On a piece of white ground, two strings of footprints were nestled together, in depth.
On New Year's Eve, thousands of houses in the city were brightly lit.
Xin Liang sat on the hot kang embroidering, with a serious expression on his face, Lu Shenxing stretched his neck and glanced together. After so long, it is still a tuft.
"Do you know how you embroider?"
"It can still be seen."
You are quite confident. Lu Shenxing touched his lustrous earlobes and raised his lips. "Do you like me touching you like this?"
The big red silk thread suddenly went crooked, and the needle rubbed a trace on the cloth, Xin Liang's steady breath was slightly messy, "I don't like it."
Lu Shenxing twisted his earlobes red, not light or heavy, "I'm a liar kid, I'll give you another chance, do you like it?"
Xin Liang turned his head, "I like it."
Lu Shenxing found that his earlobe curve was very beautiful, "The more honest you are in front of me, the better. I like to see you like this."
Xin Liang made a very soft sound from his nose, which seemed comfortable and restrained.
"Doctor Liu gave me something back then." Lu Shenxing reached out his hand and hugged Xin Liang in his arms, and scratched his index finger on the tip of his nose. "Let's try it out."
Lu Shenxing lay on the kang casually, letting Xin Liang lie on him, "Military officer, you will command, and this general will be responsible for the final attack."
Xin Liang stayed with his limbs stiff for a while, stroking his hand inch by inch on Lu Shenxing's face, his slightly cool fingertips slid from the center of his eyebrows to the straight bridge of his nose, moving slowly, focusing on his outline.
"Take you to the temple fair tomorrow morning."
Lu Shenxing kissed Xinliang's sideburns, transferred them to his lips, grinds them slowly, and simply pressed the back of his head to taste them.
"That..." Xin Liang's intermittent voice overflowed from between his lips and teeth, "Um...I'll..."
Lu Shenxing squeezed Xin Liang's waist, his commanding tone was full of desire, begging, dissatisfaction, and "Don't talk."
"Be careful... uh... behind..."
As soon as Xin Liang's words fell, Lu Shenxing frowned and hissed, and pulled out the needle from his back, "Why didn't you tell me there is a needle on it?"
"I always wanted to remind you." Xin Liang took a breath and said innocently, "You didn't let me say it."
"..." Lu Shenxing took one arm and lay down on the corpse. The next moment the carp hit hard, pressing Xin Liang's hands and feet.
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Xin Liang's destiny was changed because of Lu Shenxing, and the life trajectories of those surrounding him were all deviated.
In the 16th year of Changyuan, the emperor died, and the prince succeeded to the throne, and the country was renamed Chengtian.
Xin Hongyuan, who was in his eighties, was infatuated with a song, Ji, and died in a gentle town one day.
Xin Weichen was the head of the house. After King Jing died, he followed a wealthy businessman and was taken in and out of the gambling shop. Over time, he became addicted to gambling, and the entire Xin family was lost in his hands.
The Xin family never came to Xin Liang, maybe they all know a simple truth.
In the past, you were indifferent to others, today the other party is bound to treat you indifferently.
In the forty-two years of his life, Lu Shenxing's bones are still strong, but Xin Liang is much worse. His temples are white, and he is often sick for half a month. The whole room is filled with medicine.
The day Xin Liang left was a good day. He said that he always dreamed of the old things in his childhood and wanted to see his mother. Lu Shenxing agreed to accompany him to the grave.
On the way there, Xin Liang fell asleep and took a long time to wake up a few times. When he woke up, he touched Lu Shenxing's face. His thin fingers stuck in his nose, eyes and mouth over and over again, and he vaguely knew what.
Weeds grow in the head of the grave, dancing with the wind.
Xin Liang touched the weeds and pulled them out one by one. Lu Shenxing did not help him.
"I kowtow to my mother."
Xin Liang's forehead touched the rough··rough soil, and his nose was full of fragrance. He pressed his head lower, and the expression on his face was safe.
Lu Shenxing on the side was wondering why he couldn't get up on his knees. His face suddenly changed, his back slowly bends down, picked up the person, and went home.
There were a lot of people in the hall. The generals of the year were old, and they all had sadness in their eyes when discussing the funeral of Xin Liang.
Lu Shenxing's body was a bit numb, he changed his position and closed his eyes.
"General, how did you prepare two coffins?"
The old man in the chair closed his eyes and looked calm. Tong Yi stepped back in shock and fell to the ground.