Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Chapter 7

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The country is destroyed without knowing it

After three times of wine and five dishes, Nangong Rang suddenly asked: "Lu Aiqing has made such an extraordinary feat, what should I reward you?" After saying that, he looked around with his slightly drunken eyes for a week, and said, "Aiqings, all of you. Also, what would I like to reward the captain?"

The bustling hall suddenly quieted down, and most of the generals looked happy, but the civil servants with a slight wink bowed their heads and pretended to be drunk and did not dare to speak.

"Your Majesty Hong Enchen is grateful, and it is the duty of a minister to be loyal to the country and not dare to ask for a reward."

"What's Lu Aiqing saying? If I don't say anything about such an unparalleled merit, wouldn't it make the hearts of scholars all over the world chill?" Seeing Lu Quanbuyu, Nangong let the bearded man think for a moment: "Why not make Aiqing the Duke of Wei?"

Lu Quan got up and went around the table to kneel on the main hall: "This minister is frightened, so I dare to ask Your Majesty to take it back."

Although the Taiwei and the Duke are both expensive, the former is an official position that cannot be hereditary; the latter is a title that can be hereditary. It seems that there is nothing wrong with Nangong Rang's award.

But both Nangong Rang, who was sitting behind the imperial case, and Lu Quan, who was kneeling in the audience, knew the mystery. This was a test that both of them knew well.

If Lu Quan thanked him generously, everyone would be happy, but if he didn't thank him like he did now, it would be a dangerous move.

Nangong's intention to let the drunkard not be the title of the wine was just the beginning of the military power. Lu Quan knew it well, but he didn't want to give it up. The atmosphere of the good palace banquet became mysterious.

At this moment, he hit the corner door and walked into a servant. He trotted against the wall and came to kneel on the ground in front of the imperial case.

Nangong Rang retracted his gaze and motioned Sijiu to go down and ask.

The waiter whispered in Sijiu's ear, and the latter returned to Nangong and told him, "Your Majesty Qizao, Her Royal Highness has a fever today and is clamoring to see His Majesty, but the nurse can't help but wait outside the main hall with His Highness."

"Let the wet nurse bring the princess in!"

"Here."

Forty-nine took his order, and thanks to this episode, Nangong Rang indifferently waved his hand: "Aiqing, get up, the matter of awarding the reward will be discussed at another day."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The four servants worked together to open the door of the hall, and the nanny walked in through the main entrance of the hall holding a pink-carved and jade-cut female doll.

The girl looked no more than four or five years old, and the fever was beginning to show signs of malaise. The sparse hair was tied into a double bun and fastened with a golden hair hoop inlaid with gems. She was wearing a palace dress with a hundred flowers and wide sleeves sewn from Shu brocade, and a small scarlet cloak.

All the officials shouted in unison, "See Your Royal Highness."

Nangong made Xi smile, and personally took over the daughter from the nurse: "Is my son doing well?"

The little girl was not afraid of life, she first called out sweetly: "Father Emperor" and then looked around with big watery eyes.

Seeing this scene, the princes sitting in the lower positions had different expressions. Nangong asked Nangong Jingnv to return to the imperial case and sat down, and his love for Nangong Jingnv with vegetables was beyond words.

Not counting the five sons and three daughters under Nangong's knees, who is pregnant with Concubine Li, only Nangong Jingnu is a pure direct descendant.

Nangong Rang and his former wife, Ma's childhood sweetheart, are deeply in love. Unfortunately, Ma's health has not been good since they got married and only gave birth to a daughter for more than 20 years. Ma Shi died of illness on the eve of Nangong Rang's enthronement. Since then, Nangong Rang has become more and more fond of his only direct daughter.

Because Nangong Rang had never established a prince, he simply restructured the original East Palace and gave it to Nangong Jingnu.

Nangong Jingnv twisted in her father's arms and turned around to grab Nangong Rang's beard. Instead of being annoyed, the latter laughed, pushing her daughter's fleshy little hand away and lovingly said, "Naughty."

Nangong Rang also ordered someone to set up a small case for the nanny to serve the princess and sit down. Nangong, who had teased her daughter, made her feel good: "It's rare that Lu Aiqing is not proud of his credit, so I will reward you with something else. Mrs. Ding came forward to hear the seal!"

"The concubine is here."

"I seal you as a first-class lady!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Are the two nephews already fifteen?"

Lu Quan got up and replied, "Go back to your majesty, the dog just turned thirteen."

"Oh, let's talk about it in two years."

Zhongshu Sheren Xing Jingfu got up and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to play."

"speak."

"His Majesty has worked hard since he ascended the throne, and now he has expanded half of the territory of our Wei Kingdom. He is truly a king of the world. I dare to ask Your Majesty to change the title of the year to congratulate him, and to open a new Enke to admit scholars from all over the world."

A group of civil servants echoed: "This minister reconsidered."

"Precise play!"

The Ministry of Rites negotiated three era names and submitted them to Tianting, and Nangong Rang finally chose "Jingjia" as the new year's name.

In the first year of Jingjia, Emperor Qin ordered Taiwei Lu Quan to march north to pacify the barbarians in Beijing and unify the four seas.

In the same year, Kai Enke, exempted from affiliation, and widely accepted scholars from all over the world, praised by all the people.

Agula snorted and slowly opened her eyes, watching the drapery above her head chaotic for a while, and sat up abruptly, the tingling pain in her chest forced her to cough.

She lowered her head and looked at her: she had put on clean clothes, the material was soft and soft, and the surrounding furnishings were completely different from the tent on the grassland.

Agula's last memory remained in Liu Huo's heavy breathing. She hugged Liu Huo's neck tightly as she floated and struggled in the turbulent river, feeling the despair in Liu Huo's heart as well.

"Fire!" Agula ran out barefoot while covering her stinging chest with one hand, ignoring the dizziness. In the yard, I saw a teenager of my own age squatting in front of the mud stove to fan the air.

The young man raised his head and saw Agula when he heard the voice, put down the palm fan in his hand and walked over quickly: "Are you awake?" Seeing Agula's bare feet again, he frowned and grabbed her arm and walked into the house. While complaining: "My master used several precious medicinal herbs to save your life, how can you run around with bare feet?"

Agula listened to the teenager's fluent Weiguo dialect, her body tightened, but just as she was about to break free from the teenager, she stopped, tilted her head and looked at her searchingly: "Can you understand what I said?"

Agula was silent for a moment, then replied in slightly stiff Wei Guo dialect: "Where's my horse?"

The teenager was greatly surprised: "Do you understand Mandarin?"

"Where's my horse?"

The teenager stubbornly pressed Agula back to the bed, and pulled the quilt on her again: "My master didn't see a horse following you when he brought you back from outside half a month ago. Please wait for me to inform my master." When Agula spoke again, the boy ran out in a hurry.

Agula coughed a few more times, and stared at a bulge on the quilt while pressing Sisi La's sore chest: The warriors who protected her were all wiped out, I wonder if Xiaodie escaped, and her father and mother...

The door opened again, and a "weird" in a black gown came in first. She wore a half-black mask on her face, and the young boy just followed behind the masked person.

Agula felt a danger and habitually touched the dagger around her waist, but it was empty. The masked man sat down on the bed with a panoramic view of everything: "Listen to Ding You saying that you understand Mandarin?" The voice seemed to be The old bellows that hasn't been pulled in years is creepy.

Agula's fist tightened and tightened: Southerners are all enemies! But then he thought that his mother was also from the South, and that this person had saved him, so he loosened his fist again and nodded.

"Put out your hand."

The masked man took the pulse of Agula, said a few herbs and the dosage, and Ding You led the order out of the house.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be malicious, Agula asked eagerly, "Where's my horse?"

The masked man sighed softly: "You lost consciousness in the river, and it was all due to the horse's loyalty to carry you for an unknown amount of time before it reluctantly landed on the shore. When I found you, it had already lost its strength and died."

Agula was still struggling to digest the Mandarin language, but the masked man sighed softly, and said to himself with some emotion: "Ma'er is so loyal, he really surpasses countless people in the world who sell for glory."

For a long time, Agula opened his amber eyes and murmured unwillingly, "Liuhuo died?"

The masked man nodded, Agula sucked in a breath of cold air, bit her inner cheeks tightly, clenched the quilt under her body, and gasped a few times. Although the hot tears were forced back, it led to a series of coughs.

While helping Agula to press the two acupoints of "Dayuan" and "Hegu", he patiently instructed: "Although you are awake, the inflammation inside has not completely disappeared. You need to rest for a while before you can move around."

Agula only felt her ears buzzing, her dizziness, her heart aching, and a fire burning from her chest to her throat made her miserable, and she didn't even know when the masked man went out.

When she was alone in the room, her strength also fell apart. She pulled the quilt over her head and cried silently.

In my mind, I recalled the bits and pieces of Liu Huo, and I was worried that the heart of Xiaodie and her parents seemed to be torn apart.

Ding You came back with the medicine and called Agula several times, but he didn't respond. He opened the quilt and the medicine bowl shattered. Ding You hurriedly ran out.

Before, Agula choked into too many rivers, but thanks to the masked man who spared no effort to rescue him, he was able to save him. But the unresolved fever in her body could kill her at any time!

The sad news of Liu Huo's death and the concern for her family made Agula exhausted and fell into a coma again.

Agula spent more than half a year in bed before gradually recovering, and it was snowing outside again.

Although her body was safe, she was getting thinner and weaker day by day. Ding You came to the door with a bundle of bamboo slips and carefully removed the snow on her body before pushing the door in.

He saw Agula leaning on the head of the bed sullenly, and when he heard the sound, he raised his head and looked up, and then started to stay stunned again.

Ding You sighed softly and sat by the bed, looking at Agula's dejected appearance with a sense of pity. Although Agula refused to speak for the past six months, he also had a general understanding of the other party's life experience. The master seemed to know more in detail, but instructed him not to talk about it.

The girl in front of her has no home anymore, and her younger sister and family members are probably suffering too.

"The interpretation master of 'Three Hundred Thousand' said that she will teach you personally. I will teach you to read the "Book of Filial Piety" from today."

"Ding You."

"Um?"

"I want to go home."

Ding You looked at the emptiness in those beautiful amber eyes, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.