When Zuo Qingshan said this conjecture, it was obvious that Lu Xingzui's hand holding Zhezi exerted a little force.
I don't know why, seeing His Royal Highness sitting at the table with a serious expression, Zuo Qingshan changed his previous explorations and smiled instead.
Lu Xingzuo was disturbed by his smile, raised his head and looked up, frowning slightly: "What are you laughing at."
"Huh?" Zuo Qingshan walked to the chair next to him and sat down, looked sideways at Lu Xingwang, and then said: "I just think that your Royal Highness's current appearance is a lot pleasing to the eye."
Lu Xing raised his eyebrows: "Is the major general mocking me?"
Who dares to mock you? I'm afraid that I can't afford to live anymore.
Zuo Qingshan shook his head. He has always been quick to talk, and now he is more daring to say: "I just think, although His Royal Highness was almost like this before, he still looks a bit alive, and occasionally he can play with a teddy bear, too. very funny."
"..."
Lu Xing was too lazy to explain that teddy bears were not his hobby.
Zuo Qingshan said: "But since becoming the crown prince, His Royal Highness looks like a cold wood. Sometimes I wonder if there is any program set in your body? How can you be so like a robot? To be honest with you, no one may dare to say about you, but in fact it is really a bit... worrying."
Lu Xingwang, because you stand too high, because there are no close people around you, because you are used to being independent and dependent on yourself, so no one will follow you behind and tell you, don’t be so harsh on yourself, right You are better, so no one tells you that if you are sad, you can show it. Don't press it all in your heart and force yourself to digest it.
In the past, there was a kid by his side. Maybe Lu Xingwang didn’t know how important Jian Mei’s existence was to him, but Zuo Qingshan could see clearly. Because Jian Mei was there, Lu Xingwang was able to rely on him. Yes, That's right, that child is Lu Xingwang's spiritual support.
If Lu Xingwang, who is afraid of three points, is a sharp sword, then Jianmei is the sheath that can fit him. There is simplicity. When Lu Xingwang is sad, sad or even stressed, there will be one The soothing and dispersal of emotions, there is ambiguity. This cold stone, which is respected by many people, will also have the opportunity to feel the temperature.
When Jane is there, everything is normal.
But when the child disappeared, the drawbacks were revealed. A sword without a sheath would have problems even if it was sharp.
Lu Xing retracted his gaze falling on Zuo Qingshan, and lowered his head: "Major General is worrying too much. I am fine. You have time to gossip here. It is better to complete the report of the military for the first half of the year. I hope to receive it tomorrow. arrive."
"..."
Zuo Qingshan curled his lips: "If you don't admit it, don't admit it. Why do you still use me for the operation? You know I'm the most annoyed to do those things."
Lu Xing was unmoved, and even raised his lips: "If the major general feels that the report can't be handed in, it doesn't matter, then the supplies and appropriations of the military department in the second half of the year..."
"Oh, oh!" Zuo Qingshan jumped up from the chair, and he understood: "I will go back to do the report now. Your Majesty, just steal it by yourself, but if there is anything related to that kid, Let me know by the way. Anyway, I've been talking for two years. Even if I haven't seen it, I can do it. If it is on our planet, it would be better. I will go through the procedures for the infantry of each town and city defense. You can check it down."
Lu Xing said, "Major general, don't worry, I'm never polite with you."
"... That's really not an honor"
"No."
Zuo Qingshan strode away resentfully, and a quiet regained silence in the study. Lu Xing wanted to pick up the folder and look at it. His Highness, who used to be extremely efficient, stared at the folder for a while, but he didn't turn a page. No matter how smoothly whitewashed, no matter how uncomfortable he is, he can't look into the memorial, this is an iron-clad fact.
quite a while
Lu Xing put down the memorial and sighed helplessly.
His Royal Highness stood up, and the magnificent study room was much larger than the previous palace, but such a large space was inexplicably lonely. Passing through the corridor is the bedroom, and the private space is not allowed to be entered by outsiders. Turn on the button on the wall, and a hidden door appeared. Lu Xing walked in. It was a small closed room. The walls and cabinets were all scattered about Jane over the years. Ambiguous little things:
The first time I took a 100-point test
A bear that can sing and weird colorful light
Fairy tale page 101
His memory has always been good. When he saw these things, a clearer picture appeared in his mind. He smiled and even said what he said was imprinted on You Xin. Although outsiders are not allowed to enter here, the cabinets are all It is very clean and not stained with dust. It can be seen that the owner cleans it very carefully on weekdays.
Lu Xingwang took down the mecha fighter model that Jian Mei gave him in the last year and watched it for a long time. He recalled what the kid said when he gave him a gift: "I hope that the big brother will be healthy and smooth, and encounter unhappy things. , The mecha warrior will protect you from the bad guys!"
The steel mecha warrior felt cold to the touch. Lu Xingzui's fingertips swept across the toy's body. His eyes were deep and complicated. After watching it for a while, he whispered, "Jian Mei, protect yourself." "
As before, he didn't want the divine power and Jian Mei to be involved.
It is his greatest wish for this child to grow up carefree in the company of his parents and family. He grew up in the royal family since he was a child, and the intrigue brought about by power and power made him tired of it. He also knows that an ordinary and stable life may not necessarily be an ordinary life. Not fortunate.
Now he sensed the existence of the simple ambiguity. In addition to the joy of the first reaction, he was left with endless worries. Although he felt the fluctuations, he was not sure that he must be on Stein, and the range was too large to be searched. But if he is now Already in a certain town, alone, usually stupid, now, will you be bullied, and can you live a good life? If it can't be found by ordinary methods, is witchcraft feasible
Lu Xing slowly put the mecha back, his complexion became more serious, and the worries in his heart gradually increased. In the end, he went out and dialed Lan Chang's communication.
…
Golden Town-Mansion
There is a big banquet in the back garden, and there is always such a big battle when there are distinguished guests. The four-legged beast drenched in water rubbed the owner's leg aggrievedly. The little girl didn't know who to go for the operation, and Jian Ambiguous moved to it in small steps. When the young master went behind him, he looked a little bit embarrassed.
The young master noticed the child's small movements, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes.
The little girl strode over with the four-legged beast: "Who threw my pet into the pool, please."
Grandma Li said, "No one has lost it."
"How can you go in by yourself if no one loses it?" the little girl asked righteously.
Jian Mei watched her pummel Grandma Li and whispered: "Really went by herself."
Roll in by yourself.
He didn't dare to add this, he could only understand it.
The little girl always talks back to her when she sees a commoner. The so-called hitting a dog depends on the owner. She looks down at the young master: "Master Wen, my uncle and I came to your house as a guest. As a result, something like this happened. Would you like to say something? ?"
The gentle and delicate young master nodded, and he whispered softly: "I really want to say a few words."
The little girl was a little satisfied now, with a smile on her face.
"Although our family has always been warm and hospitable, there are many flower elves living in the garden. The elves always like to be quiet. Just now your pet was rampant, and it has scared many elves." The young master raised his hand, and the power of the wind worked. The flowers scattered on the ground flew up, and finally fell slowly on his fingertips: "The elves may move after being frightened, but you are a guest at my house, so I won't say anything."
What is not to say
You almost scolded me by pointing your nose.
The little girl's heart was blocked, she said with a bit of discomfort: "My uncle and I came to your house as guests. Is this how you treat guests?"
The young master was not in the slightest. He usually seemed to be gentle and gentle. After hearing the words, he smiled and said, "What do you mean by Miss Song? Didn't you let me say something?"
I'm asking you to say that your attendant is not talking about me!
The little girl’s angry hair is about to smoke, but she is obviously not, the squiggly one, in the end, she can only sulking herself, turning around with the four-legged beast, and when she is gone, Jian Mei secretly gives the young master He gave a thumbs up and whispered: "Awesome."
The young master chuckled lightly.
The group went to the banquet in the back garden. There were a lot of people here. Jian Mei was surprised to see the priest in the silver robe that he met in the hospital yesterday! How come it's him again.
The priest was sitting on the high seat, and he saw Jian Mei from a distance. He was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't make any other actions. He just turned sideways and continued to talk to Garth.
The young master ate, Jian Mei stood by and listened.
As the owner of this mansion, Gars said, "Is this my lord here to investigate the hospital?"
"The prince recently intends to rectify the medical supervision." The silver-haired priest said slowly: "The reason is that he discovered that in recent years, the medical supervision has recruited a lot of healing talents, but the overall efficiency has not increased, so he must make a big effort. The rectification and reform will use the doctor funds that the government must allocate every year to benefit the people."
Garth said: "The prince was young. Our Stanstar has spent thousands of years in medical supervision like this. If he wants to rectify, he has to look at the disagreements of several members of the medical family. You know, even today. His Majesty never dared to rectify, how could the prince, a fledgling child, touch the cake of so many people."
"Indeed," the silver-haired priest agreed: "Stan has always relied on divine power. Our strength lies in the power conferred by the gods, and the people of Stan are naturally able to accept divine power, and the various structures of the body are inherently different from those of aliens. Most of the alien medicines are against the health of our citizens. The medical innovation three hundred years ago resulted in thousands of deaths due to alien drug allergies. Are these lessons not enough?"
Gass deeply agreed: "My lord's words are extremely true."
The silver-haired priest stated his intentions: "I came here this time mainly to discuss with you. Although the prince is young, he is not easy to fool. If I can't come up with practical things to convince him, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with him. Issue me a report for you of Mayor Golden..."
For this meal, the two of them were embarrassed, and what they said seemed reasonable, but in fact they only considered their own interests and ignored the life and death of the people at the bottom.
After eating, Jian Mo pushed the young master back, a little lost.
After returning home, the young master looked at him and said, "I am, what's wrong, you have something on your mind?"
The young master just finished taking a bath, Jian Mei helped him get dressed and started massaging his legs. This is also the beginning of the treatment. Before the needles, the atrophied muscles in the legs were relaxed to the greatest extent, allowing blood to circulate more. And this process takes about a week to adapt.
Jian Mei sat on the bed, acting seriously, and said: "Master, I also heard the conversations of adults today. I don't know much about national affairs, so I want to know, is the prince wrong?"
The young master didn't expect that the child would be interested in politics, so he said: "Then you first analyze and listen to him from a perspective you don't know. Do you think it is wrong?"
Jian Mei hesitated and said, "I think the prince is right."
"Oh?" The young master came interested: "Why?"
Jian Mei was encouraged and began to boldly expound her own point of view: "Although the adults said that people on our planet are not adapted to alien medicines, I don't understand and dare not refute this, but the Prince said the problem pointed out by the hospital. The problem of inefficiency and oppression of the people at the bottom is completely there. The powerful people who have a strong power should protect the weak, not squeeze and deprive them."
"What the prince wants to reform is the chaos of this society." Jian Mei's voice was clear and firm: "So I think he is right."
The young master listened carefully, and then smiled softly.
Jian looked at him suspiciously: "What are you laughing at."
"I, you just tell me this, don't be heard by other people." The young master was more serious, and his expression was more serious: "You must understand that there is no absolute fairness in this world, even if the weak are They are being exploited, but they are still attached to the powerful individual, and the exploited part is only attached to the sacrifices and dedications that the powerful should have made."
Jane choked.
His mind and thoughts are still young, and he still can't understand the meaning of this sentence.
"You only see the benefits and treatments enjoyed by people with magical powers, but when the country and society are in trouble, you must first stand up and face them. Those who stand in front of these disasters are those with magical powers. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The bigger it is, this is the same principle." The young master’s voice is gentle but powerful: "You think, which of the successive kings of Steinstar is not Mingjun, will anyone not know the chaos of this society? This is the only society like this. Stable and fairest."
When unfairness has become the norm, it is fairness if it is maintained.
Jian Mo blinked. He felt as if he had received some shocking education, but he couldn't refute it. His massage stopped. When the young master thought he had convinced the child, he saw Jian Mo raised his head. His eyes were moist, but under the light, they seemed to be full of light, and he said, "Master, I think you are wrong."
The young master was taken aback: "Oh?"
"A society, it must not only be supported by some people. People with supernatural powers certainly occupy a leading position, but the common people are also maintaining the development of the society. Infrastructure construction includes daily life. Because of the existence of common people, it supports it. He did not understand the international situation. He just said his own understanding: “What you just said is that the strong give blessing to the weak, and it is fair for the weak to make dedication and sacrifice. Then the common people give this The society makes contributions, and they also pay taxes normally. The money allocated by the state treasury to the hospital is their risk and sacrifice. Then the priests in the hospital treat the civilians as part of their own business. This is fair."
"Unfairly, the resources that should have been exchanged equally have become the capital of the strong, the capital of the strong, the intensified exploitation and the deep-rooted hierarchy. A country that can really develop in the long-term, the people are the foundation. , If this continues, in the long run, where there is oppression, there will be resistance. It just needs a fuse." Jian Mo said this paragraph in one go. After he finished speaking, he looked at the young master and smiled. Briskly said: "So I think the prince is right."
In this deformed society, the other part is regarded as ants, dignity is trampled underfoot, and the lives of civilians are regarded as grass, and everyone thinks this is normal.
After listening to Jian Mei's words, the young master was silent for a long time.
Then, he looked at Jian Mei and smiled: "I really underestimated you before."
Jian Mei was a little embarrassed: "I will also express my opinion."
"It's okay, I think it's good, I don't have the realm of yours." The young master said softly: "But you know, you know, the prince's palace, which is so powerful, is still struggling with such an environment, not to mention you. The problem of medical supervision is not that simple. If you want to see a doctor for your friend, you may take a leave or spend some time and time to manage it, but it is not that simple to change the current situation of the people."
Jian Mei said: "I know that my strength is very weak, Master, I just want to be able to protect my friends, and it is enough to do my own thing."
Although he said so, the young master didn't think so.
Jian Mei’s goal at this moment is to protect his friends. That’s because his power is very weak. He is still ignorant and young but already has such a mind. If, one day, he enters the high school of the imperial capital and has When he has a stronger power and his horizons start to expand, then this child will definitely not be limited to this, but will do bigger things.
And of course he didn’t have to stop him. Just like he saw at the first time, his biggest interest now is to watch and see what kind of path this child can explore in this dark night, and one day, will it be right in his eyes? The light will become a beam of light that illuminates this dim society.
…
A few days later
Jian Mei found the small class in the attendants' dormitory.
Xiaoban was even more excited than him: "Ambiguous, my wound is healed soon!"
"Really?" Jian Mei asked him to sit down and check for himself. Some of the pus-filling wounds are indeed scarring now, and they are healing well. He nodded: "Not bad."
The small class had to say: "Your green mush is really useful!"
Jian Mei was a little worried two days ago.
Because I heard from the priest that the body structure of Stan star is not the same as that of people on other planets. He thought there would be resistance to herbal medicine. It would be bad if it hurts the small class. But now the wounds are beginning to heal. It means that there is no problem at all. Thinking about it carefully, people on this planet may just reject foreign medicines and substances, but these herbs are all grown on their own planet, so there is no resistance.
The two were talking, and the rest of the children who had been employed have also returned.
There was a thinner child who was hit on the back by a cabinet while he was working today. At the moment, he was lying on the bed and humming softly. The companion advised him whether to go to the hospital or not. Because he was distressed about the money, the child hesitated and even wanted to wait two days. See if the wound can heal by yourself.
The small class said: "Ambiguous, can he use it if you tune it for me? I'm basically better anyway, let him use it."
Jian Mei got closer, seeing that the child's wound was also traumatized, so she nodded: "It's okay."
So the small class got close to the child and said a few words. They usually work together, so they trust each other very much. In addition, the small class’s own wounds are healed, so it is more convincing. Not a thin child. So he accepted Goofy, and said to Jian Mo, "Thank you, Meimei."
Jian Mei shook his head: "No thanks."
Because this child used it, other children were a little moved in their eyes.
Some people leaned in and asked cautiously: "May I use some?"
Jian Mei turned around, and the questioning child pulled up his arm, where there was a petrol injury: "When I cleaned the pond two days ago, I was accidentally cut by water weeds."
It should also be distressed for money, so I have never asked for leave to go to the hospital.
Jian Mei thought he was the only one, but he didn't expect that after someone spoke up, some children also came to him:
"Can I have some? My feet hurt."
"Ambiguous, do you still have it?"
"I can… "
There are about seven or eight children in a room. All of them have large or small wounds because of their work. These wounds are actually not serious. A simple healing spell can solve them, but the poor do not look down on the disease. I want to survive on my own.
Jian Mei carefully checked the wounds of each child, and roughly judged which anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving herbs are needed, and then said, "It is okay, but there are no more herbs to make the paste."
The other children were a little disappointed after listening.
Jian Mo said: "The young master is going out in two days. I will see if I can bring some in."
After hearing what he said, the others smiled again and said thank you.
Some herbs that were stored in the small class last time have not been grind, and it was still early before the curfew went to bed. Jian Mei found a pavilion outside and made a green paste on the wound with a self-made medicine roller.
Being serious, there were footsteps around him, and it was Xiaoban who sat down next to him.
Jian ignorantly thought he would be urging herself, so she said, "I'll be fine right away. Don't worry, I will go back to sleep when I finish this. It won't be too late."
"No, I'll give you something." The small class put a small purse on the table: "There are two gold coins in it."
Jian was taken aback for a moment, and looked suspiciously at Xiaoban: "What do you give me the money for."
The small class said: "Medical expenses."
"Why are you giving me money." Jian ambiguously: "Didn't we just say it? We are friends and don't need money."
Xiaoban shook his head and said, "It's not the money I gave you, but they made it to you with a smile. Each person has a silver coin, and four people together gave you two gold coins."
Xiaoxiao is the thin child with an injured back.
When Jian Mei heard it, the first reaction was to refuse, but the small class saw the idea. He stopped Jian Mei's move to refuse, and said seriously: "Mei Mei, you accept it."
"If you don’t accept it, they will feel uneasy, and there will be no fewer injuries from work in the future. You can’t always do selfless dedication. If you go to the hospital for at least one gold coin, one silver coin is already very cheap, and You used all your wages last month to treat Pingping, and you should save some money.” Xiaoban gave him an analysis: “And then, if these plants are really effective, how can there be so much of the mountain for you to use? You have already It’s not bad to ask the Pingping family to help with planting. Don’t they have to do their own things, they still have to pay others. In the long run, money will be needed everywhere."
Jian Mei thinks what Xiaoban said is so reasonable!
"It seems to be really." Jian Mei looked at Xiaoban with a little admiration: "You are amazing."
Xiaoban shook his head: "I'm not great, you are the one who is great, I am ignorant, thank you for helping me heal the wound, and thank you... for helping them with a smile."
Jian Mei was a bit tired at first, and became energetic after hearing this. He said: "No, friends are meant to help each other, small class, I think you are right, I should really plan for the future. In fact, I have not found a clear direction on what I should do in the future and what path to take, but I will work hard. Do you believe me?"
The small class nodded: "I believe it!"
Jian Mei showed a smile.
The ambition he said to Xiaoban, he was also happy to be able to help his friends. On the way back, he finally found a little value for himself. The feeling of surging is almost indescribable. He also gained recognition. He will go back soon. I'm going to talk to Da Zhuang...
The wind in the garden blows over the corners of people’s clothes, and the smile of the child who was still excited just now suddenly freezes on his face, as if he has formed a habit. If you encounter anything, you should talk to the big brother. If you do a great job The matter is to be complimented by Big Zhuang brother, unconsciously, that person has left a heavy pen and ink in his life.
In the past, he could send him messages anytime and anywhere. At that time, he thought he could live like this forever. Even in junior high school, his mother once said: "How long do you think netizens can stay with you, and he will leave you sooner or later!"
At that time, Jian Mei could still rebut her firmly: "No way!"
…
But now, they are indeed separated, and there is no news. I don't know if they will meet in this life.
Jian Mei lowered his head, the excitement just disappeared, some cool evening breeze blew, he looked at the swaying flowers around, but he was not in the mood to appreciate its beauty, only a slightly lost sigh, and then looked up again. Looking at the natural moon, it used to be hundreds of millions of star-years away that it didn't feel far away, but now it seems to be so close to him, but it seems to be so far away.
Brother Da Zhuang, where are you, do we still have a chance to meet
I miss you so much.
will you miss Me
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