little emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 256 Gambling
Li Qingqing, who was running towards her in the dark night, her panting and heavy footsteps all indicated that her mood was on the verge of collapse, like a running red flame, dazzling and hot, but it couldn't hide the sadness before it went out.

Zhu Changluo raised his head and looked at her blankly, and found that the other person's face was much paler than when he left just now. Before he could speak, Li Qingqing, who was panting for breath, had a flush on his face, gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "You just said Is that story true or false?"

"I never lie."

Although he was mentally prepared, after hearing this sentence, Li Qingqing's whole body turned gray instantly, and a lot of tears burst out of his clear and bright eyes, "These...why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Zhu Changluo sighed. There was no sound of people in the empty street. He lowered his head in the car and said softly, "It's not too late, there is still time for everything." It seemed to brush off the dewdrops on the flowers: "It's late at night and the dew is heavy, you go back quickly, don't have any doubts, every word I say is true."

Li Qingqing bit her lip hard, tears streaming down her face, but her hand kept grabbing the man's sleeve and refused to let go.

Seeming to know what she was thinking, Zhu Changluo sighed softly, "The boy in the story may not die, but at this moment he can't make any promises to others, he just wants someone to know, and he doesn't want anyone to be sad for him, for the future. Regretted, decided to take it by myself.”

Seeming to have understood something, Li Qingqing was choked with sobs, Zhu Changluo was cruel, gently broke away his hand, turned and entered the carriage.

Staring at Li Qingqing, who was crying, Ye He, who had been silent all this time, waved his hand, the sound of cars and the sound of horseshoes, the group of people finally drifted away.

Li Qingqing finally burst into tears in the lonely night sky, and Zhu Changluo in the carriage had an unusually ugly expression, as if he had just smashed someone else's most beloved thing.

The car curtain was lifted silently, Ye He poked his head in, Zhu Changluo wiped his eyes, and turned his head away from looking at him.

"Why are you telling her this?"

"Because when the time comes, it is still too late; it is better to be sad for a moment than to be sad for a lifetime."

"Are you not afraid of her speaking out?"

"She's a smart girl who knows what's right."

The car curtain was finally put on, Ye He didn't say anything, and the car fell into silence again.

Darkness must be light in the past, the moon sets and the sun rises, and time will never stop its steps because of that person.

An imperial decree in the court today awakened people, and shocked the ministers who had been arguing almost fiercely over the matter of whether to aid the DPRK these days.

The imperial decree was sent by Huang Jin, who had not been seen for a long time, stating that from today onwards, all major military affairs related to North Korea will be handed over to the crown prince.The attitude of the emperor at this critical moment speaks for itself, and it also made all the officials in the court understand a fact: from today onwards, this young man standing on top of Dan, the seat not far from him, which is only one step away, Seems like it's only a matter of time.

After the decree was announced, Zhu Changluo looked around at the ministers, his eyes swept across, and all the ministers woke up awe-inspiring.Although he can't sit on the world at this moment, he already has the ability to turn his hands into clouds and rain, and control the overall situation of the world.Looking at the court today, no one dares to underestimate him in the slightest.

"Is General Li here?"

Li Rusong hastily left the class and bowed to salute: "My minister is here."

Zhu Changluo watched quietly for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "General Li has lived in Liaodong for a long time, and has rich experience in commanding troops for many years. Whether to fight or not, the general must have unique insights."

At this time, Li Rusong could be regarded as the center of attention, everyone's eyes were focused on him alone, including Shi Xing who was both envious and jealous, and Song Yingchang's complicated eyes.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Li Rusong's hands hidden in his sleeves had unknowingly used their strength. He hadn't slept all night and wrote the invitation to the battle there. His excitement was like a sea tide, and he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the high-ranking prince. Everything last night was like a dream, and he still feels a little unreal. Suddenly thinking of the almost gambling agreement between each other, Li Rusong's heart suddenly jumped, and the hand holding Zuo Shu was instantly covered with cold sweat.

He understood: Once this memorandum was handed over, it meant that he still had the entire Li family, and there was no turning back from now on.

The condescending Zhu Changluo was staring at him when Li Rusong's hands suddenly trembled slightly...

A gamble that is about to begin, no one wants to lose.

In the early summer of June, the breath of spring on the Liaodong grassland has just faded away. Because of the nourishment and nourishment of the Yehenala River, the grassland is as wide as the sky, and the pure white sheep are quietly grazing with their heads down. Everything is very peaceful. peaceful.

In the ancient city of Yehe, the leader Qing Jianu was half lying sideways on a soft couch.If Zhu Changluo and Ye He were here, they would find that compared with the previous few years, Qing Jianu at this time was more and more dismembered, and he was in a state of exhaustion.The young master of the Yehe tribe, Nalin Polo, was sitting beside him. Compared with Heji City, his figure was more majestic, and he also added a lot of toughness and bravery. He also had a short beard around his lips, and his every move seemed shrewd and capable.Qing Jianu has been unable to be a director due to illness for a long time, and now he is the real leader of the Yehe tribe.

There is a fire in the tent, and a whole freshly slaughtered gazelle is roasting on the support.As the heat gradually arrived, the yellow sheep that had been roasted golden yellow filled the tent with the tempting aroma of meat, and the dripping fat fell to the pile of gunpowder smell below, bursting into bursts of blue smoke.Grassland people are generous, hospitable and hospitable. They pay attention to eating large pieces of meat and drinking in large bowls. It is common practice to kill sheep to entertain guests, but a whole roast yellow sheep like this is only worthy of eating when distinguished guests come.

Lin Polo was a little distracted, and suddenly raised his head after thinking for a moment, "Ama, why did he come to our place?"

Although his body was fragmented, Qing Jianu, whose eyes were still clear, was not confused, and sighed: "No matter who he is, for the sake of your brother Lin Jiluo, we must not be rude."

Mentioning the brother, Lin Polo showed a trace of longing on his face, and his eyes were a little sad: "It's been a few years since this guy left with the little prince." Suddenly he sighed bitterly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This bastard is like an eagle with long wings. He flies thousands of miles, but he doesn't know to come back to see Ama and his brother. If he comes back, I will give him a good blow."

Unexpectedly, the eldest son who has always been prudent still has such a childish side. He couldn't help laughing a few times, but he coughed: "Forget it, what's the use of being harsh, if he comes back, it's too late for you to like it." Lin Polo was not annoyed when his father broke his heart, he burst out laughing heartily, showing his heroic spirit.

Qing Jia glanced at the eldest son with relief, and sighed: "Although he is not by your side, I have no regrets when you are here. I am not in good shape. These days are Mare's Milk Festival. Prepare to inform all the ministries to come to the meeting, and at that time, I will pass on the throne of King Yehe Khan to you." Although it was only a few words, even though the bones were broken, the aura of a generation of prairie tyrants has not diminished in the slightest , the eyes that used to be as sharp as eagles and falcons lost the aggressiveness of the past, but they were more like a calm river, with too much helplessness and unwillingness hidden inside.

Although Lin Polo has been the veritable leader of the Yehe tribe these years, but on the day when his father personally promised to pass on the throne, Lin Polo was still a little surprised, and he stood up suddenly out of excitement, his face changed. De flushed: "Ama, don't worry, Lin Polo swears to the gods that he will definitely live up to your expectations and carry forward our Haixi Jurchen."

Looking at his son who is full of ambition, Qing Jianu seems to see himself in the past, the son in front of him is a replica of himself back then, thinking that he was also ambitious back then, thinking about unifying the Haixi Jurchen, and then unifying all the Jurchens, even to the point of There is also the ambition of sending troops to the south, but as we get older, these ambitions have been ground into powder and turned into ashes, and now there is no scum left. I have to sigh, time is like a knife, and the ambitions of life are cut off .

Seeing Lin Polo's complacent and smug look, Qing Jianu felt a little uneasy even when he was ill, and when he was about to beat him, a soldier came in and reported: "There is a man outside the door. , see King Khan."

The father and son couldn't help but look at each other, and their faces turned solemn: "Please!"

Looking over from where Qing Jianu was half lying down, the tent door opened, and the tall and mighty figure of Daoist Chongxu appeared in the tent, with a flushed face and a brilliant look.That Lin Poluo had already stood up and saluted Chongxu: "Hi, old god." Qing Jianu showed a smile on his face, and barely got up on the soft couch: "I haven't seen you for decades, I You are already old, but you still look better than before, you are indeed a land god who has taken the elixir."

Daoist Chongxu shook his robe sleeves, and laughed heartily: "Look, I'm running around all day long, which is comparable to your authority. I've been traveling all the way, and I've heard all about your deeds. Haixi Jurchen Hu Lun, Hada, Huifa's three tribes have declined, only your Yehe clan is unremarkable, and your contribution is enough to go down in history."

Qing Jia smiled wryly: "Even if you have meritorious deeds, so what? At the end of the day, it's still just a handful of loess? You'll only see it when you're old. What fame and achievements are all just empty talk. As long as my clan can live in peace, It's better than anything else to not suffer from killing and fighting." He waved his hand quickly, motioning for Daoist Chongxu to sit down and talk.

This remark seems to come from the heart, but it feels different when it is heard by people's ears.Lin Polo looked at his father with disapproval in his heart, it seemed that his father was really old, a lion who had lost his aggressiveness, and would only curl up on the grassland to bask in the sun and hide from his comfort.When Daoist Chongxu heard these words, his extremely natural expression suddenly changed, he raised his eyes and gave Qing Jia an angry look, and then his expression was as usual.

He stretched out his hand to take the camellia handed over by the maidservant, lowered his head and took a sip, a thick milky fragrance rushed into his nose and cheeks, and his mouth was full of fragrance. He couldn't help but praise him in a low voice, put down the tea bowl in his hand, and suddenly smiled and said: "Jiangshan Generations of talented people come out, we are all old, you have a son here, you should be able to inherit the great cause, it seems that my Dragon and Tiger Mountain can only be handed over to Ye He."

When mentioning her son, Qing Jia couldn't help but miss her face, and suddenly sighed: "He left home and was taken to Longhu Mountain by you to practice martial arts. He didn't think much of it at the time. He's so useless..." Having said this, he sighed and smiled wryly: "He's with the little prince right now, I think you're going to lose the thing about him taking over Longhu Mountain." Although the tone was not bad Regretful, but proud beyond words.

Daoist Chongxu snorted imperceptibly, with a chill in his eyes, he suddenly smiled: "Old friend, I go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, and I have a few things I want to say to you today."

Qing Jianu was a little dazed, glanced at Lin Poluo beside her, and said in a low voice, "Go out first."

Lin Polo was a little unhappy, but he didn't disobey. He stood up and retreated, but the footsteps coming out of the tent were hard to conceal.

This subtle discovery did not escape the eyes of those who cared. Seeing his disappearing figure, Daoist Chongxu suddenly smiled meaningfully.

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