"Hidden tent" 08

He family, Qingtong Garden.

Zhuhong's small door was closed, and the maid and servant hugged the broom and wandered back and forth, occasionally exploring their heads, as if they wanted to get closer to listen to the movement inside.

Suddenly, I saw a figure on the other side of the road. Everyone hurriedly put away their eyes and did not dare to look around. Until the man stepped into Qingtong Garden, the maid and servant surrounded him and said:

"The third girl has invited Prince Lu again."

"Isn't the third girl just for Prince Lu?"

"Shh, I just came into the garden to deliver tea, but I saw the third girl dressed neatly, and her two eyebrows were not too beautifully drawn."

After laughing twice, the few people dispersed.

On the other end, Lu Jiuxiao stepped across the carved threshold and walked around the pavilions and towers. He Lin stood by the lake with a ruler in his hand, his face dark.

Lu Jiuxiao slowed down and looked over He Lin's gaze. The three girls in the maid's mouth were wearing goose yellow skirt, holding a black wooden square pillar, and stepping on the carved railings of the long pavilion, as if they were about to jump down.

The maids and mothers who served were crying and persuading each other, and the scene was very noisy.

Suddenly, He Min saw the dark red figure from afar, her face showed joy, her neck straightened, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Huaizhou!"

The two words Huaizhou are the words Lu Jiuxiao’s.

In order to show that this third girl was different from others, she wanted to call him the word "大天".

As soon as she called out, the people in the garden turned their heads and looked.

The ruler in He Lin paused, his face became even colder, and he said to He Min: "You dare to invite someone to see how you make trouble. Don't you feel embarrassed? Why don't you get off now!"

He Min was afraid of this second brother since childhood. It was impossible for He Lin to feel guilty when she shouted, so she dared to confide in a low voice: "As long as the second brother responds, I will go on a good job if I don't send me to the grandfather's house in Lintang."

He Lin sneered, not responding to her words.

This matter is a long story, but it is not that complicated. He Min is now sixteen, three months ago. He’s mother looked at her for her. After that, she gave her a full invitation post.

Many people are watching the noble girls in high families. Even though the He family did not plan to marry their daughter immediately, they still chose among the young talents in Kyoto. If there is a suitable candidate, it would be fine if they make a marriage first.

Unexpectedly, He Min ran to He's mother Cen and said bluntly that she would not marry anyone except the unreliable prince of the Lu family.

Since the eldest son congratulated his death, Cen's family was overly worried and his body was getting worse day by day. He Min's words made Cen's family faint.

In order to stop He Min's idea, Cen thought of sending her to her parents' home in Lintang. After a year or two, she became calm and it would not be too late to go back to Kyoto to discuss marriage.

So, the current scene came about.

Lu Jiuxiao did not move forward any further, and sat down at the stone table. He picked a few big and small berries from the fruit plate, moistening his dry throat, and his brows that were frowning all the way before he relaxed.

Seeing this, the little maid who invited him here said impatiently: "Criminal, you can persuade my girl! She is all for you..."

The maid knew that this last sentence was wrong and said it very softly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Jiuxiao raised his eyes and glanced at her, clearly not saying a word, making people feel very cold.

The little maid shrank her neck and did not dare to speak again.

The brother and sister were in a stalemate for a while. Lu Jiuxiao was exhausted and patted the dust stained on his robe, and moved the sandalwood seat beside him.

Everyone looked at it curiously, wondering how Prince Lu would coax the third girl down.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jiuxiao put the seat next to He Lin, patted He Lin's forearm with the back of his hand, and said, "Let's go."

He Lin paused and took a step away.

Then he saw Lu Jiuxiao sitting straight down, sitting steadily, and said to the maid who was holding He Min's arm: "Qiuya, don't pull your girl, let her jump."

The little girl called Qiuya was stunned and said, "The prince..."

Lu Jiuxiao smiled and looked at He Min and said, "Come on, jump, I'll look."

He Min was stunned for a moment, feeling even more aggrieved, and said in a few crying voices: "I, I really jumped..."

She stretched her toes out and saw that Lu Jiuxiao had no intention of stopping her, so she hugged Zhuzi tightly and sobbed quietly.

Seeing this, the maids and mothers handed her a step and said, "Girl, the prince is joking with you. If you don't come down again, the prince will be really angry."

In this way, He Min just thrust and handed her hand to the little maid not far away.

Lu Jiuxiao stood up with his knees, bent his fingers and pressed his joints against his throat, coughed gently, his face full of impatience.

He Lin glanced at him sideways, smelled the smell of powder all over him, and couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows and said, "You stayed in those ghost places again last night?"

Lu Jiuxiao turned his head with a depressed expression, too lazy to reply to him.

He Lin was silent for a while, and said with a cold voice: "The victory in northern Jilin, the Marquis will arrive in Beijing soon. If you keep calm, you will be able to do it."

Hearing this, Lu Jiuxiao raised his eyes and looked at him, tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "Second Master He, Governor He, you can't even tell the matter in your own mansion, and you still have some idle thoughts on me?"

He Lin choked and swallowed the words behind him.

On that side, He Min wiped her tears and choked and said, "Brother Huaizhou..."

When she approached, she obviously smelled the sweetness of Lu Jiuxiao's body, and couldn't help but clench her fists.

But Lu Jiuxiao didn't give her a chance to speak at all, just turned his head and glanced at her, and immediately left behind.

He Min chased after a few steps, then He Lin grabbed his wrist and dragged it into the room, locked the door, and let her cry, no one dared to open the lock for her.

In this way, a farce ended barely.

Perhaps it was because of the cold wind for half a night, and after returning to Xiyuan, Lu Jiuxiao fell into a drowsy dress.

He Lin's words "If this continues, I think you want to finish yourself" surrounded his heart for a while, and he completely closed his eyes. At that moment, he dreamed of twelve years ago-

At that time, the chaos in northern Hebei was in chaos. In order to have no worries, the Marquis of Yongding sent all his wife and children back to Kyoto.

Lu Jiuxiao grew up in the battlefield where mountains and beasts are everywhere in northern Jilin, and he was very wild. He was extremely incompatible with the children of the Wen Zou Zou family in Kyoto. In addition, the circles of the aristocratic families in Kyoto were very xenophobic. In less than two months, he almost became the target of everyone's exclusion.

The person who took the lead in excluding the crowd was Li Er.

But the wife of the Marquis of Yongding, Yuan, was extremely polite to Lu Jiuxiao, and was rarely restrained. No matter where he beat him, it was reported that the young prince was actually the illegitimate son of Yongding.

Lu Jiuxiao has been fighting many times outside about this matter.

One-to-many, naturally, there is no chance of winning. He is the one who has the most lottery tickets.

He spent a year in Kyoto in a daze, and his temperament became increasingly irritable, and he was blindly protected by the emperor, so arrogant that he could reach heaven. This naturally caused many people's attention.

That year, he was taken into the hunting ground by the Lord.

Li Er and his gang set up the traps they used to hunt on the grass while he was alone. Lu Jiuxiao was hung on the tree for two hours until dusk, and clouds filled the clear sky, and no one found him.

The roars of wild beasts coming from afar, even if Lu Jiuxiao was always arrogant, he could not resist being only ten years old, so it was impossible not to be afraid of it.

But he grabbed the net bag and shook all the leaves on the tree, but he couldn't put himself down.

When the young boy was depressed, he heard a sound of horse hooves in the distance. He raised his eyes slightly and saw a snow-white war horse coming towards him.

The man was wearing a moon-white robe, holding a bow and crossbow, and with a "swish", the net bag broke the rope, and Lu Jiuxiao immediately lost weight and fell down.

He fell firmly on the heroic war horse.

He struggled to jump off the horse's back, pursed his lips in a mess, and looked at the young man with silver crown and hair in defensively.

Later, Lu Jiuxiao was stuffed with a dagger in his hand. The man smiled and said, "Next time, if there is such a thing, I will cut the rope and jump off."

Lu Jiuxiao probably had never seen such a gentle person in his brows in his life, and forgot to look at him coldly for a moment.

He heard him say, "My name is He Chen, what are your name?"

The sixteenth time of congratulations at that time was the most energetic time.

Lu Jiuxiao later learned that this was the young general who could lead troops to fight at the age of fourteen and was personally named by the emperor at the age of sixteen, and he would like to express his congratulations.

Later, he became a rope tied to Lu Jiuxiao's neck. The scenes of those years passed by rapidly in dreams, and those clear voices rang in his ears:

"A Xiao, do you like to use swords or swords? When I teach A Lin, you listen together, okay?"

"Hiss, your handwriting needs to be improved. Can the old master, who is confused, see clearly?"

"You fight with someone again? Win or lose?"

"This horse is all blood-red, but it contrasts with you and gives you it."

"What kind of grudges do you have with A Lin? Do you two have to argue under my nose every day?"

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Lu Jiuxiao slowly opened his eyes, it was already dusk.

He stared at the floating bed curtain above his head with his eyes blank. After a long time, his face finally calmed down bit by bit.

He rubbed the back of his neck and stood up, subconsciously touched his waist, but he couldn't touch his folding fan that he never left.

Lu Jiuxiao was stunned and thought about it carefully. The fan seemed to be stuffed into a girl's hand last night, and it never took it back...

He frowned and walked out of the house. When he was at the door, he heard the two little girls outside the house chatting:

"I heard that Li Er had killed two girls yesterday. One of them didn't resist and the person was gone."

"Hiss, he's so cruel. Why did the Li family make such a bastard!"
To be continued...