Brocade without a knife

The rain was majestic, as if it was about to wear down the sky, and the windows creaked and trembled under the beating of the rain.

Heartless and Siben were about to close their eyes and fall asleep, but they were probably infected by Lu Zhengming's tense emotions, so they unconsciously opened their sleepy eyes and muttered, "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhengming raised his finger and gestured "shh" to his lips.

He Si blinked, feeling that the finger pressing on his lips was very rough, but extremely hot.He pursed his lips, couldn't help it, and licked...

Lu Zhengming: "..."

Even though he knew that this was not the time for imagination, Lu Zhengming still couldn't stop some inappropriate thoughts from crossing his mind.

His throat moved up and down calmly, and he glanced at Hesi with great patience and deterrence.

He Si's eyes were bright and innocent under the window flashed by lightning, as if he didn't understand Lu Zhengming's meaning at all.

Frustrated, Lu Zhengming suddenly felt that there might be some mistakes in his current assessment of He Si.

The crackling rain completely covered up the sounds under the night, but Lu Zhengming's ears still keenly caught those rustling, secret, gradually approaching footsteps.

The sound of uniform footsteps should belong to a certain organization he was familiar with, and the purpose of coming was still unknown, but on this stormy night, it always made people feel that the coming was not good.

Like a wild leopard ready to go, Lu Zhengming lurked under the window and listened for a while, then gestured to He Si to hide.

Hiding well is nothing but self-deception. For people like them, this small courtyard should have been surrounded long ago, or even the villages outside this courtyard are already in the hands of others.

Lu Zhengming didn't smell the smell of blood in the wind and rain, but the rain was too heavy, and no matter how strong the smell of blood was, it would be diluted.He couldn't assess the situation outside now, so he could only keep and four as safe as possible.

Besides him, there was Zhao Jingzhong in the family, and Lu Zhengming guessed that the four guardians around him should be nearby in terms of emotion and reason, and they couldn't walk very far.

Dongchang is not the same as Jinyiwei. Jinyiwei is the one who is capable, and people step on others to climb up; while the Dongchang in the hands of the previous old factory owner is a bit hereditary, as loyal as an iron bucket.

The door of the main room opened with a creak, and the visitor barged in grandiosely.

Lian Hesi could hear it clearly, he froze for a moment, rolled his eyes and looked at Lu Zhengming suspiciously.

Lu Zhengming frowned slightly, his thumb had already pushed the knife out half an inch.

Half an inch of knife light reflected his indifferent and sharp eyes, with a murderous intent.

At this time, Zhao Jingzhong did not move, making Lu Zhengming confused about the current situation for a while.

The door of the bedroom suddenly rang at this moment, three polite beeps.

In this wild and quiet time, it is almost as scary as a ghost screaming.

He Si let out a soft "Huh".

Lu Zhengming immediately grasped his hand.

"You haven't rested yet, come out when you wake up."

The slow voice made He Si's eyes widen, and he let out a soft "Yeah".

Lu Zhengming: "..."

After a while, the main room was silently crowded with people, and they stood next to Lu Zhengming tremblingly with their hands and feet bound. Their dark eyes were floating here and there, so they dared not look up.

The person sitting at the top was slowly twirling the teacup and skimming off the foam, caught a glimpse of He Si's small movements, said "huh-huh", and suddenly shouted: "Stand up straight!"

He and his four backbones trembled from top to bottom, their eyes didn't dare to drift away, Lu Zhengming didn't dare to lean on them anymore, and quickly stood up like a wooden stake.

The white-haired old man had no beard on his face, his eyebrows and hair were gray, and the wrinkles on his face were stacked one after another, directly burying his small eyes in the wrinkles.

Although those eyes were so small that they were almost invisible, they were still like a knife scraping them, making Jiang Hesi's skin sore.

As for Lu Zhengming, it wasn't a knife scrape, it was a blow to the bones.

Standing in the battle field with Silianggu among a group of strong men like wolves and tigers, I feel a little guilty.

Looking at my original number one dog leg, Zhao Jingzhong, now shrinking under the old man like a quail, I am even more confused.

He looked around and found that no one dared to speak, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "I heard that you are my godfather."

Old man: "..."

Zhao Jingzhong and everyone: "..."

"Alas." The old man sighed, pointing at him and cursing, "You little trash! You gave up our family's hard work, and you almost died. How should our family face the late emperor when we are buried in the earth in the future?"

"Huh?" He Si looked at a loss.

Lu Zhengming remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard the old man say anything serious.

The old man looked at He Si's eyes, like looking at a spoiled pig, very sad.

And "Zhu Yi" and Si Xin analyzed the old man's words in fear, and stumbled: "No, you mean that you are my godfather, so, that former emperor is my real father?"

Immediately, the look he looked at the old man was very complicated and indescribable.

Everyone present: "..."

Please shut up!

The old man's hands trembled, and he almost dropped the teacup on the ground. He raised his eyes buried in wrinkles, and looked at He Si with a bit of inquiry and suspicion.

He Si looked back at him innocently.

The eyes of the two collided in the damp and cold air, and lightning struck down the air, and no one could clearly see the expressions of the two.

On the other hand, Lu Zhengming, who was closer, took Hesi's face into his eyes. There was no joy or sorrow on that slightly pale face, and he couldn't see the timidity or fear just now. .

Lu Zhengming was startled, and the uneasiness became more and more obvious.

He unconsciously held Hesi's hand hard, and only after this grip did he realize that Hesi's fingers were trembling imperceptibly.

So, Lu Zhengming held him even harder.

That kind of force immediately imprinted a red mark on He Si's thin-skinned and tender wrist, but he didn't break free, and let Lu Zhengming grab him almost docilely, as if this could catch him back from his daze and helplessness.

The old man suddenly laughed.

When he smiled, the tough guys around him wanted to cry.

According to the habit of the old man before, when he smiled like this, it probably meant that someone was going to be unlucky and saw blood.

It's a pity that since Dongchang changed the young master to be the master of the house, the flesh and blood of their group has become much looser.The young master is kind-hearted, and he will not yell and kill in his own field like the old factory owner, and he has no special hobbies such as "skinning" and "stewing meat", so that they let the old man see him at first glance. The factory owner gave a sinister smile and almost peed out of fear!

"You all step back." The old man waved his hand.

In an instant, the main room retreated completely.

Zhao Jingzhong's eyes were about to blink at Lu Zhengming and cramped, but the surname Lu was determined to die and remained motionless.

Zhao Jingzhong had no choice but to give up, and retreated outside the house under the heavy rain, looking at the one-acre three-point land in the yard, thinking about what kind of hole to dig for the surname Lu so that he could bury the body later.

"You haven't grown up much, but you have grown up a lot. How dare you play tricks with your godfather?" The old man didn't pay much attention to Lu Zhengming, and slowly twisted the tea cover, "click" the tea cover Broken.

He Si's face was so pale that it was almost transparent under the lightning, but his eyes were unexpectedly calm, he said: "No, I don't think about it for how long, and I don't think about it much, it's just that there are more fragmentary things in my mind recently. "

Lu Zhengming didn't have many surprises, on the contrary, he felt more at ease, as expected.

Yes, sure enough.He is He Si, He Si is such a person who can't be completely at ease with anyone, but always has an inappropriate soft-heartedness.

He is afraid to guard against everyone, including him, Lu Zhengming.

But there will always be an inch of tenderness for leaving him, just like he left Lu Zhengming to accompany him, or like when he was seriously ill but still chose to take the little emperor away.

What a terrible and somewhat pitiful person, Lu Zhengming suddenly thought, He Zhen left everyone with a soft heart, so where did he get so much energy to solve the mess behind this soft heart?

So I had to think hard, I had to worry day and night, and I had to drag myself down to this point.

Lu Zhengming's originally hard and cold heart suddenly melted, and all the warmth and temperature flowed to the word Hezhen, surrounding it and protecting it properly.

Hearing the words, the old man showed a hint of surprise, as if seeing Hesi for the first time, looked him up and down, suddenly felt that the face of the young man in front of him was a little strange, he looked at it for a long time and sighed: "I thought you were a fool The bodhisattva's heart is somewhat similar to that of the first emperor, but after all, half of the blood of other people's family is shed in this body. Not too similar, not too similar, not too similar."

He said three "not quite like" in a row.

He Si always had a calm expression on his face, or a trace of "sickness", and now he is still holding Lu Zhengming's fingers tightly, his expression and his trembling fingertips seem to be completely different: "You have already I have been left here to fend for myself for so long, why did I suddenly come here now?"

"Are you blaming me?" The old man raised his eyebrows.

He Si shook his head plainly: "No, I don't have the habit of shirking responsibility with incompetence and rage, and I should be responsible for falling into this situation." He pondered for a moment, "It's not completely right, although I don't fully remember the past, But since I almost played myself to death in the past, it should be said that the current situation is much more comfortable than the previous days."

He shrugged: "I think it's fine now, why don't you go back?"

So, he was smashed by the old factory owner: "Little beast!"

But Lu Zhengming shot quickly, and blocked the broken cup before his face was splashed with blood, so his face only splashed some tea.

He Si was a little aggrieved, but seeing the old man who was furious and exhaling "fragrant", he had no choice but to deflate his mouth in aggrieved manner.

No, someone caressed his face, and wiped the tea from his forehead little by little with his thumb.

The face surnamed Lu showed a bit stern, but his movements were very gentle. After wiping, he asked, "Are you all right?"

Oh Huo, He Sixin thought, it's over.

If he was a little beast, then the man surnamed Lu would be a dead beast in no time.

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