Behind him, after the rumbling sounds of destruction, the owner of the shop could be heard crying in mourning.
Lu Heng was riding on the horse. After hearing this, he just shook his head and smiled.
When planning something, you must anticipate the consequences as much as possible and prepare for the worst. In the military planning industry, this is also called budgeting. Not only the benefits that can be obtained by budgeting, but also your own losses should be budgeted
.
Even... the result after the entire plan failed.
Just focusing on the immediate happiness and blindly following the trend will lead to a dead end in the end.
For example, with this store owner, I originally had no enmity or enmity with him. The industries were not related. He ran a restaurant, but I was in the clothing business, so the two of them were on good terms. Moreover, people who passed by each other on weekdays would talk to him.
Nodding and smiling is a recognition of a good relationship. Unfortunately, tigers are not harmful to people, but tigers are harmful to people's hearts.
According to Cang Xue, some time ago, this store owner was the one who took the lead in Zijin’s heart attack. Moreover, when the trusted governor came to inquire, the store owner opened his eyes and talked nonsense about Zijin.
The intention is to harm the people and corrupt the rules of the industry.
Oh, there is nothing in the world, no one bothers with it.
Just out of envy and jealousy of Zi Jin's prosperous business, he ignored justice and told lies with his eyes open, putting others to death and then being quick.
Oh, damn it!
Lu Heng turned his head, looked at the shopkeeper who was kneeling on the ground, crying and crying, and shook his head.
If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?
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The sound of Dada's hoofbeats was clearly recalled in the evening streets. In the dark evening, three people, dressed in dust, rode horses, ticking past the bluestones moistened by the mist, bypassing the ancient
Weeping willows. The long-lost alley finally appeared in front of us.
The sun was setting in the west, and the clouds were setting all over the sky. There was no one in the quiet alley. Only the path paved with bluestones quietly reflected the afterglow of the setting sun.
Occasionally, a gentle breeze would pick up and sweep across the road paved with fine stone slabs, gently taking away a dry blade of grass on the road and flying up.
At the end of the alley, the slightly worn wooden door creaked in the wind. On both sides of the wooden door, the couplets inscribed by Lu Heng during the Spring Festival last year were still hanging on it. However, it was slightly worn.
The breeze blew, and the curled up paper trembled.
Above the door and beside the banner, the slightly worn lantern moved with the wind. In the breeze, the lantern swayed gently.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew by. The lantern that was swaying gently was shaken violently.
Bang bang bang...
After the lantern hit the door beam several times, the hook finally fell off.
With a pop, the lantern fell to the ground. When the wind blew it, it rolled down the steps.
Lu Heng, who was riding on the horse and staring blankly at the lantern, saw this situation and quickly got off his horse and ran over to pick up the lantern.
At this moment, the wooden door creaked open.
The door was gently opened, revealing the beautiful face of a woman in a blue dress with flowers.
Also, her somewhat thin and delicate body.
"Yeah!" The woman exclaimed when she saw the lantern falling. She quickly picked up her long skirt and ran down the steps to pick up the lantern.
After finally catching up, the woman squatted down and gently picked up the lantern that had fallen into the grass by the roadside. Looking at the broken bamboo sticks in the lantern, her pretty face was full of regret.
After doing this several times, she still couldn't get it right. The woman couldn't help but sigh, gently picked up the lantern, stood up, and was about to go back.
The alley is very quiet...
It's so quiet that you can even hear people's breathing.
The woman stood up and was about to turn around when she suddenly heard another breath coming from the alley.
A very familiar breathing sound...
Her delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and her breathing became messy.
The slender little hand holding the lantern squeezed it hard. The bamboo stick pierced the skin, and a drop of bright red blood rolled out.
Unknowingly, the woman's beautiful eyes were filled with mist.
"Qingqing!"
Lu Heng was not like this. Looking at the woman's trembling body, tears were falling down her cheeks. In the sunset, the crystal-clear tears were reflected, as if they were falling on his heart one by one.
He was trembling in his heart.
Lu Heng seemed to be under a restraining spell. He wanted to take a step but couldn't. His legs felt as if they were filled with lead and were extremely heavy.
Standing there, looking at the sunset, the woman covered in sunset glow looked like a delicate and blooming lotus. Her lips were dry, she opened her mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Qingqing, I, I'm back!"
Hearing this familiar voice, the woman's body trembled, and she turned her head with difficulty, looking at the entrance of the alley, the scholar holding the horse, standing there. She burst into laughter, like a hundred flowers blooming.
He was smiling, but he raised his hand and covered his mouth, his beautiful eyes sparkling, and tears falling like rain.
"Back!" Lu Heng smiled, stood there with a bright smile on his face, and said to the woman.
The woman was still smiling, but the tears fell like broken pearls. She couldn't stop them.
The scholar looked at the woman with a smile, stretched out his arms, and hugged the woman.
The woman burst into laughter with tears in her eyes.
Lu Heng still had that same smile, and his movements were even more exaggerated, waving his arms vigorously.
Seeing her uncle's warm smile, Liu Qingqing couldn't help it anymore. She raised her hands, covered her mouth, and while shedding tears, she raised her little feet and ran towards here.
Seeing the woman's delicate figure, which was like a butterfly wearing flowers, Lu Heng laughed loudly and stepped forward. He stretched out his arms and took the woman into his arms.
While laughing, he hugged the woman and spun around in circles several times.
Liu Qingqing shyly buried her cheek in Lu Heng's arms, letting him hold her, letting go of her attachment and longing in the sunset.
Finally, Lu Heng stopped, lifted the woman's shoulders, and looked at the woman whose beautiful eyes were filled with tears. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, and said in a trembling voice: "Qingqing, I'm back!"
The woman shed tears and kept nodding her head.
"I know, wuwu, I know!" The woman smiled softly and sobbed, "I know, uncle will definitely come back!"
This sentence, uncle will definitely come back, contains so much longing and expectation, and also contains the hardships that the woman has experienced for such a long time.
Feeling the attachment in the woman's heart, Lu Heng took a deep breath. He gently held the woman's tender shoulders, pulled her into his arms, and gently smelled the fragrance of the woman's hair.
"Everything will be fine!" Lu Heng held the woman's delicate body in his arms and secretly wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes. His voice contained gentleness towards the woman and firmness towards the troubles. He gently patted the woman's shoulder.
, said lightly.
At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun finally dissipated. The fiery red sky gradually became deep and blue.
A crescent moon rose quietly. It hung on the branch of the laurel tree and secretly looked at the two people hugging each other tightly under the tree.
In the moonlit willow branches, people meet after dusk.
Looking ahead, he saw the reunion of the talented man and the beautiful lady. Agui secretly wiped the corner of his eyes, chuckled and said to himself: "This is the eldest lady, no wonder the young master has always missed her!"
On the side, Cang Xue snorted after hearing this and glared at him angrily.
She turned her head and looked at the two people who were loving each other under the moonlight. She didn't know what she felt in her heart, she sighed quietly, and a trace of deep resentment flashed through her cold eyes.
A philanderer, hum!
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At night, the lights are dim.
In Jiangning Mansion, the silence is like water.
In the study, candles flickered. The lights flickered on and off.
Wei Jian sat at the desk, holding a piece of paper in his hand and carefully reading the few sentences on it.
After a long time, he weakly let go and leaned on the chair.
"Could this be God's will?"
Wei Jian straightened up with difficulty, put the note into the candlestick, and burned it.
Looking at the small piece of paper that curled up due to burning in the candlelight, Wei Jian's expression changed uncertainly and he muttered to himself dully.
Su Guangyi, the former governor of Jiangning Weaving Mansion, died inexplicably. Moreover, after his death, the entire Su family seemed to have evaporated without any trace.
Having been in officialdom for so long and working as a staff member in the East Palace for many years, he certainly knows the truth behind this.
Moreover, the attention to silence was his.
The reason why this idea came up was because of the plan to abandon the car to protect the commander. After all, the situation at that time was extremely unfavorable to the prince's family. Only by killing Su Guangyi could the prince be bought time.
Now, although Su Guangyi was killed and Hong Quan was transferred away, Jiangning seemed to be calm.
However, he always felt that there was a huge network quietly unfolding in the dark.
This was his intuition, and he had relied on this intuition to avoid countless crises over the years. Therefore, he had no doubts about his intuition.
Now, this feeling has surrounded me again. Moreover, it has never been more serious, as if it is suffocating myself to death.
No matter how much he thought about it, he still couldn't find a clue.
Today, he received a tip from Tokyo.
The King of Huainan, who had been guarding the border in Taiyuan to intimidate the Turks, suddenly appeared outside Tokyo with his troops two days ago. After entering Tokyo, he took control of the entire Tokyo in a short period of time.
The general of Beiying was detained and thrown into the sky prison! In Tokyo, several ministers were arrested for forming cliques for personal gain. For a time, Tokyo was in turmoil and everyone was in danger.
However, Fatty Hong, who had been dismissed from his official position by an imperial edict, suddenly transformed into the Minister of War and concurrently served as the Admiral of the Nine Gates. The overnight changes made the forces in Tokyo that were ready to move suddenly become silent.
Today, the situation in Tokyo is changing and becoming increasingly gloomy.
His Majesty's move, everyone among the courtiers with some respect, knew that it was aimed at the prince.
The King of Huainan led his army to Beijing, and Prince Zheng's people quickly occupied various important positions in the court. The prince who was originally the supervisor of the country was suddenly dismissed.
Although His Majesty has not yet issued an order to appoint Yi Chu, the current situation clearly shows: Prince, it is over!
As a staff member of the East Palace, Wei Jian has advised the prince countless times. He advised him to keep a low profile and not to show off his talents too much.
But he just didn't listen.
Oh, God’s will!
Wei Jian shook his head, leaned on the chair, and sighed feebly.