In March of the thirteenth year of Daye, on the vast grassland in the north, Shibi Khan sat in his tent, looking down at the billowing smoke of the Central Plains, while gathering an army for hunting. After the heroes of the Central Plains fought, both sides were injured.

In order to solve the problem, the troops were eager to go south to compete for the colorful world in the Central Plains.

Within the Central Plains, there were disputes among the heroes. Who knew the thoughts of the grassland overlords? While they were fighting hard, they also donated large amounts of gold, silver and jewels to the grasslands in order to gain the support of the grassland overlords.

Jiahu Fort is located in the north of Huoyi, an important town in Shanxi Province, and is the only way to enter Taiyuan. Spring in the north always lasts for a few days, but the temperature has risen, and people have taken off their thick winter clothes and feel the warmth of spring.

The warm breeze blew by, making me want to lie down in bed and rest for a while.

In the back garden of a large house located in the middle of Jiahu Fort, a little girl whispered to a boy in white on the rockery.

"Young Master, come down quickly, or else I will scold you again if I see you."

Sitting on the rockery is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. His white robe has long been filthy, and there is a silly smile on his face. Yes, he is a fool. In Jiahu Fort, no, in the entire Lu family,

A famous fool. The reason why he is so famous is because he is the eldest grandson of the Hedong Lu family. Although the Hedong Lu family is a branch of the Fanyang Lu family, it has great authority in the entire Jiahu Fort.

As a direct eldest grandson, he is actually a fool, how can we not surprise people.

Suddenly, a dark cloud floated in the originally bright sky, shrouding the entire Jiahu Fort. The originally gentle spring breeze suddenly turned into a violent wind, and a roaring sound came from far and near, like a harbinger of a storm.

"It's thundering, bad." The expression of the little maid under the rockery changed drastically, as if she was about to cry. Who in the entire Jiahu Fort doesn't know that the big fool of the Lu family is most afraid of thunder.

Sure enough, a roar came. The fool roared loudly in fright, and hugged his head with both hands. He probably forgot that he was still on the rockery, so he hugged his head and rolled down.

"Master!" The little maid couldn't care less and rushed forward. She was about to block the young master's body with her thin body. She didn't have time. She only heard a snap and rolled the young man to the ground.

, trembled for a few times, and then disappeared. The little maid was so frightened that her face turned pale, as if she was stupid. She didn't even notice a strange purple lightning in the air striking the young man. It was strange to say that the sound of thunder and wind,

It disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared before, causing people to talk a lot.

"Ah! Come here quickly! The eldest young master is injured." A fierce scream came from the little maid's mouth and spread quickly throughout the Lu family courtyard in Jiahu Fort. In an instant, several strong Qingyi men were seen.

The slaves ran over from all directions. When they saw the young man lying on the ground, their expressions changed drastically. They quickly lifted the young man up and ran towards an attic in the back garden.

In less than a moment, I saw a middle-aged man with an elegant face and a hint of the general style. At this moment, he looked panicked and a little guilty, and ran towards the attic with an old man dressed as a doctor. He was the Hedong Lu clan.

Lu Changqing, the eldest son of Lu Sicheng. This boy is the son left by his ex-wife. Although he has remarried now and has another son from a famous family, the one he loves most in his heart is still his ex-wife, and with this love

Otherwise, in this high-end compound, how could a fool as a young man get such treatment? But at this moment, his favorite son fell from the rockery, and his life and death were uncertain. How could he not

Worried.

The middle-aged man went up to the attic and glanced at his son on the big nanmu bed. He saw that his face was pale. If it weren't for the slight bounce in his chest, he would be no different from a dead person. But in the middle-aged man's view, he was not far away from death.

Lu Changqing sighed softly and said to the maid who was crying: "Liu'er, you still hope that your boy will wake up soon! Otherwise, even I can't protect you."

When the maid Liu Er heard this, her little face turned extremely pale. Although the person in front of her was the eldest young master of the Lu family, he had a kind-hearted nature and his status in the Lu family was unstable. As Liu'er, who was taking care of the eldest young master, if Lu was let down because of this matter

The eldest grandson of the family lost his life, and she could not escape the fate of being buried with him. Although the burial of living people has disappeared for a long time, in a big family like the Lu family, the power of the patriarch is no worse than the imperial power. The matter of being buried with living people is still there.

In the high-walled compound, things still happened from time to time. As a maid, with no power, no power, and no backing, how could she escape the fate of death. When she thought of this, Liu'er felt even more frightened, and her eyes were red.

Looking at the young master on the big bed, I was hoping for a miracle to happen.

"Hey, maybe this is also his relief!" Lu Changqing showed a trace of gray on his face, as if he had aged a lot. Losing a son in middle age is a great sorrow in life. What's more, in the Lu family, although Lu Changqing is the eldest son, he has

Inheritance rights, but in fact, Lu Changqing's status in the family is not stable. Now that the eldest son was struck by lightning, it is not known what impact it will have, and the already stable status will become even more fragile.

On the one hand, when he talks about "liberation", although he is talking about his son, he is also talking about himself.

"Da Lang!" The old doctor who was making the diagnosis frowned and touched his silver-white beard, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Mr. Gu! Is it possible to save him by following my words?" Although Gu Quanzhong is a doctor, he has followed Lu Changqing's father, Lu Sicheng, the head of the Lu family for many years, and has a very high status in the Lu family. Even Lu Changqing does not dare to neglect him.

"It's very strange!" Gu Quanzhong shook his head and said: "The pulse is steady and strong, much stronger than that of an adult strong man, but for some reason he is asleep and unable to wake up? Or maybe I am not good at medical skills and cannot diagnose it.

Why exactly?"

"Ah!" Lu Changqing's expression changed. He knew Gu Quanzhong's medical skills and was considered a national expert. Even he couldn't diagnose the results. How could he not surprise Lu Changqing.

"In this case, we can only rely on fate. However, if Master Sun comes, maybe Zhao Ci can be restored to normal." Gu Quanzhong shook his head and said: "I'd better prescribe some soothing and nourishing medicine. Whether it works or not, I don't know.

I’m not sure anymore.”

Lu Changqing sighed deeply. He knew that the Master Sun mentioned by Gu Quanzhong was referring to the miracle doctor Sun Simiao. The world called him an immortal. Although he was from the Han tribe, he was respected by the world and was invited by many famous doctors in the world.

Master Sun is proud of him. It is a pity that Master Sun is good at teaching and often appears in famous mountains and rivers. His traces are elusive. Where can he be found at this moment? When he thought of this, Lu Changqing shook his head again and walked out of the room slowly.

Behind him, there was a mournful sound, it was Liu'er crying and complaining about something.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone down from the white window paper, and the sunlight shone on the bed. I saw a pale boy lying on the bed, motionless, as if he was dead. Beside the bed, there was a young man lying on his back.

A thin girl, with black hair hanging on her shoulders, shining with a strange brilliance under the sunlight.

"Cough, cough!" Two coughs suddenly came from the bed, and the young man who was motionless slowly opened his eyes, with a look of confusion in his deep eyes.

"Who am I? Li Qing? Lu Zhaoci?" There was a trace of pain on the young man's face, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was trying hard to remember something. It took a while before he heard him let out a long sigh.

"Liu'er, Liu'er, I want a drink of water!" The young man stretched out his right hand and gently landed on the girl's hair.

"Ah! Da Lang is awake! Da Lang is awake!" Liu Er opened her eyes in a daze, and she could see Lu Zhaoci's deep eyes at a glance. She couldn't help but scream, her expression full of joy.

He didn't even hear the boy's request and rushed out of the room. Footsteps sounded quickly on the wooden stairs. The boy showed a wry smile when he saw this.

In the back garden of the Lu Mansion, Li Qing, oh, his name is Lu Zhaoci now, was sitting on a chair, looking at the white clouds on the horizon, with a wry smile on his lips. On his side, Liu Er was serving him carefully.

In the distance, there were several servants in Tsing Yi looking after him from afar.

Da Lang of the Lu Mansion woke up again. He seemed to be no longer stupid, but he seemed to have become dull again. He only looked at the sky all day long and didn't know what he was thinking. Some people said that he was struck by thunder.

He was stunned. Only Liu'er, who was serving him, felt that her little master had changed a lot, but if she wanted to say where the change was, she didn't know.

Only Lu Zhaolin himself knows the real change. The soul hidden in this body is no longer Lu Zhaoci's, but a college student from the 21st century who lived in a red cradle. When he was teaching in southern Sichuan,

It happened to be a big earthquake, and my body died but my soul was still alive. I traveled to this chaotic era and became one of them. I would rather be a peace dog than a person in the troubled world. Even if I live in a big family, in this world where human lives are like ants.

In the era, there is no guarantee at all. In history, the big families were the first to bear the brunt of the peasant uprising in the late Sui Dynasty. The great clans formed since the Eastern Han Dynasty suffered a big blow in the late Sui Dynasty, and then gradually disappeared in the long river of history.

Lu Zhaoci did not feel that there was any sense of security living in this big family. This was a feudal society, a society without human rights. In troubled times, grass-headed kings killed people like nothing, so Lu Zhaoci felt a little confused.

There is also a trace of fear, fear for one's own life.

"I want to survive." Lu Zhaoci thought.
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