"Hidden Tent" 12

After the Midnights, the Yongding Marquis Mansion was filled with lights everywhere, and the quiet and silent gravel path was bright.

It was not until the solemn front hall that the folding fan of Lu Jiuxiao's fingertips was just put away and put it on his waist.

The majestic figure in front of me stood in front of the hall with my hands on my back, my legs slightly spread apart, and I saw that it was the style of a marching and fighting man.

Yuan sat upright on the pear wood seat, the jade bracelet on her wrist was rubbed and smooth. She lowered her head slightly, and a layer of dark clouds were also gathered between her eyebrows.

Suddenly, she stood up and walked forward two steps.

When Lu Xing heard the sound, he frowned and looked back at the word "chuan" with his brows. His face suddenly became longer and he shouted coldly: "You still know how to come back!"

Lu Jiuxiao paused outside the door for a moment, and when he heard what he said, he raised his foot and stepped into the threshold.

The eyes were facing each other, and there was no speech for a moment.

The father and son have not seen each other for three years, and they are all looking at each other silently.

The atmosphere was stalemate, and even Yin Zhong and Qin Yi outside the door could not help but shudder.

Yuan hurriedly squeezed between them and silently pulled Lu Xing a little, stroked his chest and said, "What are the words of the marquis? Jiuxiao has been living in the mansion. So are you. You don't want to let anyone know when you go back to the mansion today. Don't talk about him, even I will almost-"

"What do you know! Let him show him in advance?!"

After the words came, a gentle sneer fell.

Yuan and Lu Jiu were both stunned and looked sideways.

"What do I do? What's wrong with me?" The man's voice was gentle and slow, as if it was ink with the gentle night wind.

But this was inadvertently adding firewood and fire. Lu Xing raised his hand, covered with calluses, pointed at him, and pointed his fingertips twice, saying, "What's wrong with you? You smell the smell on your body? You don't go home at night, and you linger in wine and color! Go out and see, which good girl dares to marry you?!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jiuxiao laughed completely.

The straight shoulders and neck suddenly loosened, and even his steps were a little sluggish. His legs bent and sat on the armrest of the seat, and he even poured himself a cup of tea.

"Didn't you let me be my prince in Kyoto? You didn't hand over the troops from Jibei to me, and I didn't cause trouble for you, and you were unhappy?"

"Bastard!" Lu Jiu sniffed, and his aura of leading troops for many years made the house shake.

He took the sword at the table, put it on the scabbard and waved it to Lu Jiuxiao. The Yuan family came to his senses, hugged Lu Xing's arm tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "If you have something to say, what are you doing!"

"Look, can I talk to him well?" Lu Xing said angrily.

With a "thud", Lu Jiuxiao put the teacup on the table, stroked his robe, and said to Lu Xing: "It's a clean thing to lose your eyes, so I won't make any trouble for the marquis."

Immediately, he left sideways.

When he reached the vermilion hollow threshold, he said softly, stopped, turned around and bowed to Lu Xing as if he was decent, bent downwards, and said, "Congratulations to the Marquis for his triumphant success."

After saying that, he left the front yard.

With a "pong", the knife in Lu Xing's hand hit the mossy stone steps under the corridor.

He said in a pissy manner: "Just spoil him, look at what he is like!"

Yuan pursed his lips and frowned, "You can't use a knife or a stick. If you really hit it, then--"

"What's wrong? He was bleeding from my Lu family in his bones, and his surname was crowned by my Lu Xing. How could I not beat him!"

Yuan had nothing to say, so he shook his head and picked up the scimitar under the steps.

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The twilight along the way seemed to be integrated with Lu Jiuxiao's face. The lack of energy around him was peeling off, making the cold air rushing.

The two guards looked at me and I looked at you, and they shut up in a rare tacit understanding.

Until the door of the house closed with a "wavy" sound, only the sound of leaves moving, and the long night returned home.

Lu Jiuxiao's back against the window frame was stunned for a moment, and a curve of his mouth was pulled out of a smile. But what Lu Xing said today is hard not to remind people of the past-

In the 20th year of Wanhe, the Li Kingdom was defeated and lost the three cities of the capital.

It is ridiculous to say that this sure-win battle was defeated by insufficient troops and empty food.

But the military newspaper presented by the entire battle was a victory every time, making people think everything was fine, and then they missed the opportunity in vain. The 20,000 soldiers were almost completely broken into it.

It was too late to know the truth. When Lu Xing led the troops to rescue him, the soldiers became an isolated tomb in a blood city.

When everything was settled and there was no power to return to the world, the court began to investigate the fault of the matter. That day, the imperial study room was noisy, and Lu Jiuxiao had just arrived at the stairs and heard a burst of clamor:

"It is said that we are young and famous. I think it is young and vigorous, too ostentatious! I think we can make a comeback with our own strength? In order to protect our reputation as a god of war, we used 20,000 soldiers as a joke, and we were confused!"

"Who said no? It would be fine if he lost his life alone, but he also suffered thousands of lives. He would give up the three cities in vain!"

"It is said that everyone in the military capital is following the head of the congratulations, and they kneel down to greet everyone wherever they go. I see, he didn't want to come back, but planned to be the king of the city, so that he lied about the military information so that the court would not send people to intervene-"

With a "bang", the boy smashed the door and entered, holding the old man's thin and weak neck. The redness in his eyes spread from his pupils to the end of his eyes. He said, "I think you don't want this mouth, forget it."

The bright yellow robe on the dragon throne slapped the table, "Lu Jiuxiao!"

That day, he was carried back by Lu Xing with a knife on his neck.

This matter was finally handed over to the Censorate.

A few days later, Deputy Guard Han, who was following He Chen, gave in to everything.

The military newspaper was written by the general himself.

The general issued the order himself.

Lies about military information are true, but he doesn't know anything about the reason.

Look, when the mouths are touched, the man is full of glory, like a star is destroyed.

The emperor has no intention of prosecuting the He family for their hard work and contributions. He has no intention of prosecuting them any more. He has not been charged or rewarded. It is so light that he has been exposed.

But how could Lu Jiuxiao believe it?

After two months of hard work, he caught the Han man. Seeing that he was about to kick him, he cried and shouted that he was about to strike, and Lu Xing broke in.

Thinking of this, the person who stood stiff for a long time finally had a subtle movement. He quietly stroked the word "Xiao" that was concave on the fan handle-

Lu Xing broke in and detained the nonsense Deputy Guard Han, but detained him.

Lu Xing said on the same day: "You are making trouble! This matter has been concluded. Why can you easily overturn your torture and confession? You acted so recklessly, do you think that my Lu family is too peaceful, right?"

Then, he was locked in the room, even the window was nailed to death. Even if Lu Jiuxiao had the ability to go to heaven and earth, he could not get out of this room.

Lu Xing said to him through the window: "In your life, you will be your prince in Kyoto, and don't cause trouble for the Lu family. In my opinion, you don't have to practice martial arts, you should practice literature with Taifu Xue, cultivate your character, and avoid arrogance and impetuousness."

Half a year passed, and when Lu Xing returned to northern Ji, Yuan secretly released him. But at that time, there was no deputy commander Han, and he couldn't even find his figure.

The congratulations have become a foregone conclusion and there is no room for maneuver.

It was also since then that the Lu family and his son had to start talking for more than three sentences. No one was willing to let anyone go.

He didn't know why Lu Xing didn't like him so much, as if he didn't like him when he was urinating.

Lu Jiuxiao let out a breath, and knocked on the window frame twice, and his ears stuck to the window paper suddenly shook.

The man reached out and pushed open the window, looking at Qin Yi lying on the windowsill, with his lips slightly raised, as if nothing had happened, and said, "If you are idle and panic, run around the yard for two laps."

"host--"

With a "bang", the window closed again.

That night, Lu Jiuxiao listened to the sound of gasping outside and couldn't sleep all night.

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Three more days later, the coldness dissipated and the sun was just around the corner. It was already three months ago, and the red and green colors of the garden were so eye-catching.

In the main hall of the Yongding Hou Mansion, there were four people sitting around the sandalwood round table. The atmosphere was so awkward that even the steamed fish in the long porcelain plate seemed dead.

Lu Wan carefully held the bamboo chopsticks and put them into her mouth one by one, for fear of making any noise.

God knows that since Lu Xing and Lu Jiuxiao returned to the mansion, there was no time to relax at the dinner table, for fear that if one casually happened, the father and son would be able to quarrel with a dish of clean porridge.

Suddenly, a hurried voice came from the corridor, "Criminal!"

"Cough cough, cough cough cough-" Lu Wan took a deep breath and choked her face flushed.

Lu Jiuxiao glanced at her sideways before looking out.

It was the maid he placed in Xiyuan, Xianyun.

Xianyun came panting and looked at the owner of the hall with a look of embarrassment: "Shi, Prince, study..."

When Lu Jiuxiao heard the word "study room", he changed slightly, and he immediately stood up and walked to her.

Xianyun tiptoed to his ear and whispered for a while, and Lu Jiuxiao walked out of the mansion.

It was not until he walked into the path and there was no one around that Xianyun dared to speak, "Without your order, I dare not seek the doctor rashly, but seeing that his face was really bad, I dared to break into the mansion. Prince, do you think you are going to Ying'an Street to hire a doctor?"

When I was talking, I had already arrived at the main entrance.

Just outside the vermilion gate diagonally opposite, He Lin was holding the reins and was about to get on the horse.

Lu Jiuxiao only stopped for a moment and ordered: "You go and invite the doctor, just let someone wait in the side hall."

After saying that, he walked towards He Lin.

He Lin frowned and looked at him. Before he could speak, he asked someone to steal the reins in his hand. He pressed his hand on the horse's back and jumped up on the horse.

"I will lend this horse to you for use. I will send it back to you another day. Thank you."

The last word left with the horse and the man.

The horse barely stopped when it came from Ying'an Avenue to the deserted Huaxiang Tower in the daytime.

Lu Jiuxiao turned over and got off the horse, pushed the door and entered, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was choked up and stuck in place.
Chapter completed!