lying down

"The pillars of the country. The pillars of the country. Missed." Li Gang cried out in pain.He picked up the wine bottle in front of him and drank it with his head raised.Gudong Gudong is like drinking water.Ouyang was dumbfounded.

This is Li Gang who has always been rigorous in history books.This is still the same Li Gang who had taught two princes.Absolutely not.Ouyang exclaimed in his heart that history books are harmful.There was a slight panic and confusion in my heart: it must not be caused by me, a butterfly who travels through history, flapping its wings lightly.Otherwise how history unfolds.I, the only one who knows, will no longer know.That feeling of knowing the direction but suddenly lost made me uncomfortable.

The old man didn't talk much.Fire shochu is not given in vain.One pot to eat.It made the old man red from root to vellus.Accompanied by a strong cough.Ouyang came back to his senses and hurried to pat the old Confucian on the back.

Li Gang waved his hand.It doesn't matter.Turning his head to suppress his cough.But I can't hold back.The coughing sound was like coughing up the heart, liver, spleen and lungs.Very scary.

"I'm old...cough. I'm old...if I'm 30 or [-] years younger, I won't be so useless. Boy, I have a request. Cough..."

"If one day you meet Master again. Please. Please let him benefit the people of our Tang Dynasty..."