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Chapter 86 A Copper Hairpin

Sitting on the top of the rockery was the iceberg beauty Gongsun Lan, wearing red boots and shaking her feet in the air. She held a chicken leg in her hand and gnawed at the moon.

"Oh, what a coincidence, you are here to enjoy the moon."

Li Chongrun scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I've met the prince, and I have something on my mind, so I can't sleep peacefully."

"It's such a coincidence. It's the same reason for me." Li Chongrun shamelessly moved closer to Gongsun Lan. "It's windy on the mountain, so it's warm if you squeeze in."

"If you are afraid of the cold, please go away yourself."

Li Chongrun just squeezed closer to Gongsun Lan. The crescent moon in the night sky was like a hook, reflecting on the calm water surface of Hangou in the distance, creating a silvery glow.

"When there are clouds in Huainanzi, the young girl comes out to bring down the frost and snow. I think she is like Chang'e in this month, so she shouldn't be afraid of the cold."

Li Chongrun saw the bright moon and the river. It was originally an extremely majestic scenery, but the moonlight was cold and the moon was waning, which gave it a vague feeling of loneliness.

"When I first heard that there are no cicadas in Zhengyan, the water from the north of Baichi Mountain reaches the sky. The young girl Chang'e can withstand the cold, and teases Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. With a beautiful woman sitting by the side, I don't think she will be as lonely as the lonely shadow on the Hanjiang River."

"The prince is joking, this mountain is very short, not even a hundred feet tall."

"I said, can we stop talking in such a sloppy manner?" Li Chongrun was a little helpless at this girl's Qu Yuan-like way of speaking, and felt that his head had become square as Gongsun Lan spoke.

"You can adjust your breathing by talking like this."

"So miraculous? You are practicing even when you talk. No wonder you are able to practice while I am still poking ants with my mace."

In fact, Li Chongrun no longer needs to poke ants anymore. Although he is still a complete novice according to the standards of Qiniang and Yang San, compared with ordinary people, he is already a rare master.

"The prince is a great talent, with a mind for the world, but a small skill, which is nothing to mention." Gongsun Lan finally finished eating the chicken drumstick in his hand, and threw it into the fish pond at the foot of the rockery, disturbing a pond of dreams.

A gust of biting north wind swept over from the plains. Although the wind did not whistle, it also carried some fine dust and confused Li Chongrun's eyes.

Li Chongrun, who had rubbed his eyes, took advantage of the bright moonlight to look at Gongsun Lan sitting beside him, and saw a line of clear tears sliding down the side of her face. Against the cold moonlight like water, a somewhat blurred light emanated.

Come on.

"I killed someone for the first time today, and I killed so many people at once."

Gongsun Lan finally stopped talking, but her voice was a little hoarse, as if she was holding back tears. "I'm afraid..."

"It might feel better if you cry." Li Chongrun didn't know how to comfort her with this problem, so he just patted her shoulder mechanically, "Keeping your emotions in your heart is probably not good for your health."

As if he had found a channel to vent his anger, Gongsun Lan threw herself into Li Chongrun's arms and cried very wantonly. Waves of sobs came, and Li Chongrun felt a faint dampness seep into his shoulders, which was stirred by the cold wind.

, a little cool.

"Auntie doesn't want this. Auntie misses my mother. Auntie misses the fluffy rhubarb inside. Auntie misses home..."

The title of aunt is different from the modern one. Instead, it is similar to the title of eldest daughter. It is usually the nickname of the eldest daughter.

Gongsun Lan was one of the first children bought into the house by Li Chongrun. Due to delays in medical treatment, she was not chosen to learn musical instruments or dance. Instead, she became Qiniang's apprentice and vaguely became Li Chongrun's junior sister. She also remembered that she

The surname was not changed, but because he had no name, Li Chongrun called him Gongsun Lan.

I thought that this girl might have been called Gongsun Auntie. The Gongsun Auntie who moved all directions with her sword dance? The Gongsun Auntie who was called the first heroine of the Tang Dynasty?

I finally enjoyed the basic benefits of an ordinary time traveler and had a powerful follower. Li Chongrun felt a little secretly proud in his heart.

Once the fragility of the heart is opened, I'm afraid it will take a while to release the emotion. But this is good, it is better than holding it in your heart and eventually turning into a pervert.

"Do you still remember what I told you on the stone boat when you first entered the house?"

Li Chongrun gently patted Aunt Gongsun's back and asked softly.

Gongsun Lan nodded gently in Li Chongrun's arms.

"I came to this world just for one word: fairness! Fairness! It's still fair!"

As if thinking of the time when Li Chongrun's still somewhat immature face was full of heroic spirit, and he was waving a stack of rendition contracts in his hand with a look filled with righteous indignation, Gongsun Lan's throat slowly slowed down, and he chuckled softly.

"At the same age, you were forced to sell your body to bury your mother, while I, dressed in luxurious clothes, stood in front of you picking and choosing like an animal. Is this fair? A rich man beat his own slave to death, and he only had to pay compensation.

Is this fair for a sheep? Is it fair for a wealthy family to let their wine and meat rot and stink, but outside the door are full of withered bones that died of cold and starvation?"

Gongsun Lan's eyes became red again after being poked in a sad spot by Li Chongrun.

"I live a happy life every day with good clothes and good food, running horses and chasing rabbits, just because my surname is Li? I will be hungry if I don't eat, sleepy if I don't sleep, tired if I practice too much, and bleed if I get injured. And you

What's the difference?" Li Chongrun stopped looking at Gongsun Lan, and his eyes gradually drifted away to the depths of the ditch.

"Does the prince and general Xiang Ning have the guts?"

"Fairness is easy to say, but extremely difficult to practice. You need to make money, open up people's wisdom, develop greatly, and even rebel. Because people will never give up their jobs so easily."

These were the words Li Chongrun told them back then, and Gongsun Lan naturally remembered them. But he didn't expect that Li Chongrun would have a more radical second half. This was the first time in this world that such a rebellious voice could be heard.

"The enemy is powerful, and it may not be just our generation. It may also require the efforts of future generations, and the efforts of future generations. But only if we do it today, if we bleed, or even if we die, will it be possible for our future generations to live

In a land where there are truly no nobles or slaves."

"There is no deed of sale, there is no sale of one's body to bury one's mother, there are no nobles, there are no slaves, there is no emperor, and there is no royal highness."

The first time he heard Li Chongrun's rebellious remarks, Gongsun Lan thought that his prince might have been crazy because of what happened at noon.

Just taking advantage of the moonlight to look at his ethereal eyes, I found that there was a sense of clarity and comfort inside, not at all like a mental disorder, and it seemed that he was speaking the truth.

"Today is also the first time I kill someone." Li Chongrun said he was enlightening Gongsun Lan, but in fact it was more like enlightening himself. "Actually, it's not really the first time I kill anyone. I killed someone before to save Fan Ubi.

, but that person didn’t die directly in my hands, so I didn’t feel anything at the time.”

"But this time, the man died directly in my hands. I saw with my own eyes that man's head exploded like a watermelon hit by a hammer."

"I just fell asleep when I suddenly had a nightmare. I dreamed that the guy I shot in the head at noon today had brain holes all over his neck and his skull turned into a circle. The guy was shaking his head like a Dyson fan.

He came to me and wanted to take revenge on me. You said it was funny or not..."

Li Chongrun didn't care whether Gongsun Lan understood or not, he just talked to himself, and when he got to the happy point, he laughed loudly and wildly.

Just smiling, the laughter turned into crying, and a few tears slipped from the corners of Li Chongrun's eyes. "I'm just an ordinary person..."

"I don't want to kill people, I don't want to be a spy, and I don't want to get involved in the ups and downs of those big guys... I just want my wife and children to be on the hot bed, and I just want to be a beautiful wife.

I am a wealthy and idle person in my big house!"

It was the first time that he heard such vulgar words from his own prince, but the tone was extremely sincere, which did not make Gongsun Lan feel disgusted. Instead, it gave him a sense of freedom and ease.

"But there is no way. God allowed me to come to this world, and I can't just do it for him to become a rich waste who just eats and waits for death."

"There are so many miseries in this world like little fishes on the beach. If they are stranded in the sand, they will die when the sun shines. I will pick them up one by one. I am afraid that I will not be able to finish them all in my eternity."

Li Chongrun thought again of the child picking up fish on the beach.

"Regardless of my kindness as a woman, I can only save some small fish first, drive away those bad guys who don't let me pick up the small fish, and then grow these small fish into big fish, and join me to block the river.

The dam is broken and the water flows down, so that more small fish can be saved."

"So don't blame yourself for what you did today. We just need to believe that we are right. We must be right. We can only be right."

Gongsun Lan's eyes were finally no longer confused. Although he was not so intimidated by Li Chongrun's bastard spirit that he bowed to him, he was more like a young man who was beaten by the boss's pie at the company's annual meeting.

The moonlight is as cold as water.

The brother and sister chatted for a long time on the rockery. Xiao Yu'er talked about teaching writing in the school. Li Chongrun picked up the scenes from the previous life that were not too shocking and painted them vividly for Gongsun Lan. He talked about the excitement and even danced and gestured.

The crescent moon hung in the west, and before I knew it, the east was already turning white.

Gongsun Lan couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep in Li Chongrun's arms. There was a little frost and dew around her. Li Chongrun was afraid that she would catch cold, so he picked her up and went to sleep in the secret room that he had turned into a bedroom.

After carefully wrapping her in his sheepskin blanket, Li Chongrun took a leather robe, put it on himself, and fell asleep on the thick carpet in the secret room.

Perhaps because last night he had a rare release of a secret that he had not told anyone for a long time, Li Chongrun slept extremely soundly and dreamlessly.

When he woke up, Li Chongrun found that he was back in bed somehow. Some bright sunshine came in through several irregular windows in the bedroom, and a copper hairpin with marks of knife and ax was quietly held in his hand.

This copper hairpin was known to Li Chongrun. It was the only thing she took with her when she bought Gongsun Lan. It is said that her mother sold the braids she had grown for a long time in exchange for her only accessory. She was taken away when she fled.

When bandits attacked, if the hairpin hadn't blocked her from the knife, she might have left right then.

I actually gave this gift to myself today. I think some of the psychological work yesterday worked.

Even if he doesn't dwell too much on this, Li Chongrun doesn't really want his subordinates to have an ultimate murderer like Zhou Xinglai Junchen.

He walked out of the secret room, entered the bedroom through the other exit of the secret passage, opened the door curtain and walked out, but met Bing'er walking back and forth in the backyard with an anxious look on his face.


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