Chapter six hundred and seventy fourth spring night rain
Sang Biao's eloquence was not good, and he was even a little clumsy. Perhaps he was a little nervous when he said these words, and it took him a long time to finish them.
Before I knew it, it was already late at night.
Humid fog hangs over Tokyo.
The night wind blows, and the mist is like rain and mist, hitting the face and body, making it slightly cool and a bit cold.
After a while, a cool drop of water fell from the ink-black sky. With a pop, it fell to the ground and splashed into a water splash.
One drop, two drops...
After a while, it really started to rain.
This seems to be the first rain of spring today.
The dripping raindrops at first became one continuous one in the end.
The sparse rain curtain was like threads, covering the entire world.
The wind was a bit strong, and damp rain and fog were blowing.
Unknowingly, the skirt under Liu Qingqing's feet had been wet by the rain.
However, she seemed not to notice it, standing there absentmindedly, looking at the rain and fog covering the world.
At the open door, a dilapidated lantern swayed gently in the breeze, rain and fog. The light yellow light dimly illuminated the street and illuminated the traces of rain.
Liu Qingqing's eyes were filled with mist. She sniffed slightly and raised her hand to wipe away the traces of tears on her cheeks. She didn't know whether it was rain or tears dripping down.
After taking a deep breath, Liu Qingqing clenched her fists and said in a cold but firm voice: "Guard Sang, prepare your horses!"
Sang Biao glanced at Yuwu, nodded, turned and left.
"Sister, let's go together!" Bai Suyan came over at some point, held Liu Qingqing's cold little hand, and said firmly.
Liu Qingqing said nothing, just nodded.
"I am coming too!"
"I am coming too!"
After Liu Qingqing took the coir raincoat handed over by Wang Tingzhi and others, she looked at the sisters who were extremely eager to try it. She shook her head slightly and said, "You guys should just stay at home. My sister without makeup and I will go!"
Wang Tingzhi wanted to say more, but after seeing her sister's firm gaze, the impulse in her heart calmed down.
He lowered his head and said oh. Then he raised his head, looked at his sister expectantly, and said apologetically: "Sister, it's all my fault, you must bring my husband back! As long as my husband comes back, I. I will definitely
I will never dare to admit my mistake to him again!"
Liu Qingqing smiled lightly, stretched out her hand to stroke Wang Tingzhi's soft three thousand black hair, and said lovingly: "What a good sister!"
Wang Tingzhi felt Liu Qingqing's subtle emotional changes, and unknowingly, she felt so distressed. When her nose became sore, tears fell down quickly like broken beads.
Liu Qingqing sighed softly. She stroked Wang Tingzhi's hair and comforted her: "Don't cry, silly girl. My husband won't be so petty. You are so beautiful, how can my husband ignore you?"
He raised his head and saw that Su Qianqian was being lectured to the side by his brother and was in tears.
The way the pear blossoms looked during the heavy rain was really heartbreaking.
Liu Qingqing walked over slowly, stretched out her hand to hold Su Qianqian's catkin, looked at Su Wenzheng apologetically and said: "Mr. Su, Qianqian knows she was wrong, so please stop blaming him!"
Su Wenzheng glared at his sister fiercely and sat down angrily.
He shook his head and said: "It's true that Lu Heng is a dignified imperial master and a famous minister throughout the ages. He manages a country in an orderly manner, but he can't even manage a family. As the saying goes, there is no place without rules... The state has national laws, and every family has family rules."
It’s really embarrassing for a dignified seven-foot-tall man to be taught by his wife to run away from home! It’s such a shame, it’s such a shame!”
Su Wen was sitting on a chair, drinking tea, pointing at mulberry trees and cursing locust trees, and making wild remarks.
But he never saw that a group of women were already ashamed and didn't know how to speak.
Lu Heng never talked about family rules at home, let alone scolded anyone.
They knew that the husband-in-law treated them so leniently because he loved and cared for them from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to give his wives a free living space. He also wanted to give them all his love.
For such a long time, the women seemed to have become accustomed to Lu Heng's doting.
Take this kind of love for granted.
only……
Now that I think about it, they have never considered their husband's feelings in the past year.
They were enjoying a peaceful and sunny life at home, but they seemed to have ignored the dangers of having their husbands outside, sheltering from the wind and rain, fighting each other.
Now that I think about it.
I felt guilty in my heart. I felt extremely distressed.
Liu Qingqing bit her lip, stretched out her hand to hold Su Qianqian's hand, and said with a tearful smile: "Sister, let's go together! Let's get our husband back, okay!"
Su Qianqian looked at her sister with tearful eyes, raised her hand, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and nodded gently.
…
Along the way, neither of them spoke.
I just rode my horse quietly, stepping on the bluestone slabs, heading towards the White Horse Temple.
Lu Heng held a delicate small box with one hand. The box was engraved with Buddhist scriptures and looked solemn and sacred.
"Having done good deeds for a hundred years and saved all sentient beings, after passing away and returning to heaven, they turned into eighty-one relics. O Sea of Dharma!!" Lu Heng held the horse's rein with one hand and sighed softly with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.
Lu Heng lowered his head and glanced at the box in his arms. A bitter smile appeared on his lips and he sighed softly: "Fuck you!"
In the past, when the fat monk was around, Lu Heng always felt that this guy had a sly look and didn't look like an eminent monk at all. Sometimes, he even made fun of him.
Fahai, on the other hand, was always scratching his bald head cheerfully and just giggling.
Today, the dog-ri monk passed away and returned to heaven, transforming into a Buddha.
I didn't even see him for the last time.
At this time, the night was bleak and cold.
Holding Fahai's relic in his arms, Lu Heng was extremely upset. He wanted to throw the box in his arms to the ground and smash it to pieces.
Damn it, Fa Hai, do you have such a big hatred?
What the hell do you mean you didn't notify me?
Not sure that Lu Heng can be your friend?
Now, you are lying in the fucking box, feeling comfortable and doing nothing. But, where is I?
I still have to hold you and move around the world.
I owe you something, or what?
Beside him, Agui saw that the young master had a bad look on his face, and he remained silent all the way, not to mention not daring to speak.
After a while, it started to rain.
The two of them turned a blind eye and rode forward on horseback.
After a while, it rained heavily.
The crackling water droplets hit the stone slabs of the street, and a hazy mist filled the ground.
The two still did not choose to take shelter from the rain, but continued to walk leisurely.
However, it was no longer dull and we started chatting.
"Remember back then..." Lu Heng raised his hand to wipe the rain off his face. He raised his head and looked at the vast night sky and said softly.
"I've just opened my team to gather together..." On the side, Agui heard the young master's beginning and followed it habitually.
After humming and singing a line, I realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
Turning his head and looking at the young master's stunned gaze, Agui blushed. He chuckled, raised his hand and said, "Keep talking, keep talking!"
Lu Heng glanced at Agui strangely, and then looked away in confusion.
"Remember when we crossed the Bohai Sea to go to Korea, it rained, tsk tsk!!"
So that’s what happened!
Agui nodded, remembering the end-of-the-world scene on the sea when a violent storm came. To this day, he still has lingering fears.
That encounter was the closest anyone came to death.
Even Agui understands that not everything can be solved with high martial arts skills.
When faced with the earth-shaking danger that day, everyone on the boat turned pale and their bodies trembled like chaff.
Of course, except for the young master.
Agui scratched his head and said, "Master, Agui has always wanted to ask you, were you afraid at that time?"
Thinking about the time when I was in the team, uh, no, thinking about the time when the young master was sitting on the ground, his expression unchanged. He also swayed with the ups and downs of the ship. Moreover, in his spare time, he also told a story to the frightened people.
Pirate legend.
Moreover, the captain who was under General Duan Peng at that time was given a foreign name. What was his name?
Yes, Captain Jack.
It seems that the young master was not afraid at all at that time!
Agui was really curious in his heart, could it be that the young master has the guts of a tiger?
Hearing this, Lu Heng smiled, then looked at Agui seriously, nodded and said, "I'm scared to death!"
Agui was stunned.
Lu Heng seemed to have guessed Agui's thoughts and said with a smile: "Otherwise, why would I have been talking nonsense at that time? It was because I was so scared that I was venting my fear."
Agui scratched his head and said in astonishment: "But it didn't look like it back then!"
It seems that at that time, Agui's face was pale. But the young master was still chatting and laughing, and his expression did not change.
Lu Heng smiled and sighed softly: "Actually, what's the use of being afraid? You have to die if you die, so it's better to be happy! Besides, it's not the first time!"
ah?
Agui was surprised. Could it be that the young master had suffered death before?
how can that be possible?
Lu Heng smiled and did not answer him. Instead, he changed the topic, raised his finger to point at the rain and fog in the sky, and said with a smile: "Tell me, how does this rain compare with the rain we encountered in the Bohai Sea before?"
?”
Agui chuckled and said proudly: "It's drizzling!"
Lu Heng laughed, nodded and said yes.
Then, the two shook their reins, rode their horses through the rain and fog, and galloped away.
Didn’t you see that there were hailstones as big as fists and raindrops as big as palms on the grassland?
Don’t you see, in the desert of the Western Region, there are flying sand and rocks that can kill people.
Didn’t you see that during the decisive battle in Shuofang County, there was a rain of arrows that was denser than the heavy rain in front of me.
So, there are strong winds and waves, but a mere drizzle is nothing to worry about.
The spring rain washed the city of Luoyang, and also washed the dusty hearts of the two.
After running wildly in the rain for a while, the cool rain blew on their faces, and the two of them felt refreshed.
Ahead, in the lingering rain and fog, there was a faint yellowish light.
Before you know it, White Horse Temple has arrived!
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