Looking at Li Song and many familiar faces, Li Chengzhi felt warm in his heart, his eyes felt faintly hot, and he couldn't control himself for a long time.
These are the capital for him to settle down and compete in the world. In recent years, things have changed. Don’t you want to meet again in Beizhen today?
"Everyone, how are you doing lately?"
His tone was very soft, with a thick smile on his face. His eyes were so bright that he was even more happy.
But no one responded, they all looked at him blankly as if frozen.
The hood had long been taken off, and Li Chengzhi's gray hair was extremely conspicuous. A breeze blew, and a few strands of silver brushed Li Chengzhi's cheeks, more like a thorny whip whipping through everyone's hearts.
It’s been less than a year since I separated from my husband, why... it’s like this?
I just thought that the "white hair overnight" mentioned in Li Liang's letter was just a few gray hairs. Who would have thought that it was actually a mixture of black and white, like silver and lacquered ink.
How old is Mr. Lang?
Can you see how much he suffered at that time?
If anything happens to Langjun, where will he, who has sworn to follow Langjun, help the world, and save the people, the retainers, the five thousand white-armored troops, and the more than 30,000 refugees from the West Sea?
Li Liang deserves to die, Li Rui, and Li Cong deserve to die too...
Li Song's nose felt sore, his knees buckled, and he knelt down like a mountain. The man like an iron tower actually had tears in his eyes: "Mr. Lang... why are you... why bother?"
As soon as he knelt down, it was like a wall falling down and a mountain collapsing, and the sound of "dong dong thumping" was endless. In just two or three breaths, there were already dense crowds of people kneeling in the courtyard.
Li Chengzhi was the only one standing.
Why bother?
Here we go again...
Everyone thought I was doing it for the emperor. They asked me to explain in every possible way, but no one believed me. What could I do?
Li Chengzhi sighed sadly, his eyes scanning over the faces of Li Liang, who was bruised and swollen, Li Cong, who was hanging on the gate tower, and Li Rui, who was pinned to the ground by several white-armored soldiers.
After not seeing each other for a year, when they first met, Li Song not only lacked the joy and excitement of gathering with his relatives in a foreign country, but instead acted like an enemy, wishing to cripple these nephews when he saw them?
His hair turned gray overnight... Just like Li Feng a few days ago, when he saw his hair covered with silver threads, didn't he want to pounce on him and bite Li Liang a few times?
In fact, they knew very well that no matter how much they were blamed for this matter, they could not be blamed on Li Liang, Li Rui and others.
They just thought that in just half a year, they were loyal and loyal to Yuan Ke.
If this is true, how much of a rebel does Li Chengzhi still have in the world of Yuan and Wei?
He didn't dare to question him, so naturally he could only vent his anger on Li Liang and others. He hated Li Liang for not warning him from time to time, and even more hated that Li Liang didn't send a horse to remind him of Li Song when the signs first appeared.
But the question is, is there a hint of bird feathers?
"Li Changmao, you ask me why I am suffering, but what are you suffering from? Stop blaming Li Liang and others, it has nothing to do with them... Get up!"
Li Chengzhi gave a deep shout, then pointed at Li Song and Li Liang, "You two come in, and the rest will guard the courtyard door... And, put Li Hou'er down..."
"Langjun...Langjun?"
He screamed, but Li Chengzhi ignored him and went straight into the living room.
Li Song punched the ground hard and pointed at Li Liang angrily: "What do I need from you?"
Li Liang was silent sadly. When he saw Li Song getting up, he stood up too, quietly followed into the living room, and gently closed the door.
Everyone was kneeling outside just now, and no one turned on the lights in the hall, so the sight was a little dark. Li Liang was about to light the candle, but Li Chengzhi waved it away:
"When I entered the city, I was still full of joy, thinking that I would be able to have a drink and talk with you tonight. But I didn't expect that when we meet again after a long separation, the ground is full of chicken feathers, so miserable?
Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking: you are just worried that I care about the friendship between me and the late emperor, and do not want to betray his descendants... Li Song, Li Song, not only will you fill people's eyes, but you will also be disturbed.
The word "rebellion" is tightly blocked..."
Li Song didn't defend himself and knelt down again.
"Your surname is Li. If your surname is not Kneeling, get out of here!"
Li Song stood up honestly again.
Li Chengzhi was so helpless, he wanted to grit his teeth, but couldn't hate it.
"That's it!"
He seemed to be risking his life and threw up his white hair on his shoulders: "You all think that my white hair is all due to the late emperor. It is indeed the late emperor. But you two know that Yuan Ke is not
If he died so soon, he should have lived for at least five years...
It's been five years, Li Song. I haven't lost all my fighting spirit because of this, my hair has just turned gray, and my heart is as solid as a rock..."
After saying this, it was as if a thousand-jin shackles were lifted from his heart. Li Chengzhi felt his whole body relax and feel very uncomfortable.
He has been misunderstood for too long, and he has long wanted to say it.
Just like Li Shixian, his favorite phrase during those two months was: Grandpa’s great emperor has flown away...
It was then that Li Chengzhi realized that there were many benefits to being misunderstood by the court, but for Li Song, Li Liang and other confidants, if they were misunderstood like this for too long, it would definitely be harmful but not beneficial.<
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Today is just a coincidence, so I have these few words from my heart...
Yuan Ke was supposed to have five years of life.
This sentence was like a thunderbolt, and Li Song and Li Song were shocked like sculptures, dumbfounded.
Since time travel, the two of them have been regarded as Li Chengzhi's confidants. If they are ranked second, no one can be ranked first, not even Li Shixian.
Therefore, they couldn't figure out the mystery of Lang Jun, and they didn't dare to ask, so they could only keep it in their hearts. They were often suspicious.
At this time, what does Li Chengzhi’s words mean to the two of them?
It's like Li Chengzhi personally confirmed the rumors of divine power...
Li Song's bull eyes protruded wildly, as if there were two glass beads stuck in the eye sockets. His body trembled violently, and the grievances and dissatisfaction just now flew away like mist under the scorching sun.
His tongue became a mess, and he shouted three or four times in a row. His mouth was opened so wide, but not a single syllable came out of his throat.
Li Liang was even more unbearable than him. It was as if all the bones in his body had been drained out in an instant. He couldn't even stand and fell to the ground.
Just because he knows more than Li Song.
For example: It was Yuan Huai and Yu Zhong from Liangzhou, Cui Zuji from Qinzhou, Yu Jing from Bogulu and others who were causing trouble. But why did Lang Jun rush to the six towns?
And it happened that he arrived at Woye just two days before Lu Yan's uprising, and then made the final decision to nip the chaos in Woye into his teeth?
Another example: Before January and a half, Luoyang had not yet sent troops, but Lang Jun ordered his uncle Liu to advance eastward in advance and deploy troops to the west of Bigan City in advance?
If you can't plan and calculate these things, how can you arrange them in advance in such a timely manner?
Li Liang wished he could bring three sticks of incense and bow to Li Chengzhi several times.
Seeing him as if he had seen a ghost, Li Chengzhi was so blessed that he could guess why Li Liang was so frightened.
He wanted to say it was a coincidence, but he also knew that even if he beat Li Liang to death, he would never believe it.
Li Chengzhi was helpless: "Is it that bad?"
"To... to... to... to... to..."
After using all his strength and biting the tip of his tongue to bleed, Li Liang could only say two words without hesitation.