Born short-lived

"Marshal, what are you talking about?" Lei Jia said, "You and I are grasshoppers on the same rope. We are both prosperous and wealtered. The Marshal can win Huaxu's northern border, which is of great benefit to us. So this is a small effort. , of course I can help."

Seeing that Luo Che was noncommittal, Lei Jia hurriedly added: "As long as the marshal nods, Da Ling will immediately send the best breeder."

Luo Che smiled slightly, and said meaningfully: "Then there will be His Royal Highness Prince Lao."

In Hua Xu's barracks, Dong Sheng held a small sacrifice ceremony for the captured Hua Xu soldiers in this operation, each with a bowl of shochu to comfort the souls of heroes.It has just passed the first autumn rain, the so-called one autumn rain and one cool, and the weather has become more and more chilly before seeing the shadow of the autumn tiger.

The rustling autumn wind has passed, and the flags are dancing.

Not all those who died in battle can be returned in horse leather shrouds, and many of them have no bones left.The skeletons of several soldiers are still hanging on the gate of Sha'an's barracks, so even if it is a memorial ceremony, only some relics can be used as a tomb.

Some comrades who were close to each other burst into tears, gulped down the hot liquor that burned their chests, and then let out another roar of grief and indignation.

Dong Sheng held a jar of wine, raised it high and said, "I, Hua Xu, will die only after death, and my loyal soul will last forever!"

Then he took a deep breath, tilted the wine jar, splashed the remaining half of the wine on the sand in front of him, and the strong smell of wine overflowed all at once.

This kind of northern spirits is very rough, not to mention the aroma, but strong, just smelling it will make people's throats burn.

And Hua Xu's morale in Northern Xinjiang hadn't been so angry for a long time.

After the ceremony, Zhuo Yiming followed Dong Sheng back to the tower.He had been walking well, but as soon as he entered the door, Dong Sheng swayed suddenly and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he grabbed the door with quick eyesight and hands, so he didn't fall to the ground.

"Your Highness!" Zhuo Yiming was taken aback, and rushed to help him, but if such a kid who is not as tall as a horse can lift a person as tall as Dong Sheng, it would be hell.

So Dong Sheng didn't expect to lean on him, but only let him wrap one arm vainly, and staggered towards the bed.The distance from the door to the bed was such a few steps, he was sweating profusely after walking, and when he finally touched the edge of the bed, he fell into the quilt on his back as if he couldn't hold it anymore. .

"Your Highness," Zhuo Yiming looked at him helplessly, "You..."

He wondered in disbelief, could it be that Crown Prince Hua Xu's capacity for drinking is a gulp?

Dong Sheng glanced at him sideways, seeing the incredible disbelief in his eyes, it was not difficult to guess what he was thinking, but he didn't bother to explain.He sighed weakly, slowly closed his eyes, moved his lips with some effort and said in a muffled tone: "It's okay, you can go about your business."

He has used too many Tiangang Lingwu these days, and his body is a bit overwhelmed for a while.He had already gotten used to the swelling pain in his head, but during this period of time, the headache became more and more unbearable. The pain that seemed to be stirring his brain finally made him unable to hold it any longer.

Maybe it was because of his frighteningly pale face, but Zhuo Yiming was still worried, and asked persistently, "Your Highness, do you want me to ask Master Wangsheng to come and see?"

As soon as Dong Sheng heard about the reincarnation, Dong Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and said in a strict voice: "Why did you call him here, you go back first, and tell them not to come in."

Past life has already advised him countless times not to be brave, if he is called here now, he will not be told to death.

Seeing Dong Sheng raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, he was still very angry. Although Zhuo Yiming was worried, he knew that there should be nothing serious. In addition, being ordered by Dong Sheng like this, he couldn't be bothered anymore. He could only reply resentfully: "Yes."

Seeing the boy's dingy back disappearing at the door, Dong Sheng couldn't hold back his stinky face anymore, and couldn't help curling the corners of his lips very unkindly.

He thought, this kid Zhuo Yiming is quite annoying.

If Mrs. Zhuo didn't return her son and stayed alone in the strange and empty mansion, she finally felt a sense of desolation in the old world. place, don't know where to go.

So I had to sit on the rattan chair in the yard all day long, watching the old trees in the courtyard with scattered yellow leaves, and teasing the old mynah in the cage one after another.

This Mynah is also very psychic, and it used to be very good when the flowers bloomed every day, rich and auspicious, but since Zhuo Feng died in the battle of Beijiang, it can only whistle, and it screams from morning till night.

But no matter how heart-wrenching this mynah is, he is still an old buddy, and no matter how hard he develops feelings.

Early that morning, the mynah hanging in the yard screamed again.Wu Lanyan, who was working as a female celebrity, was so frightened that she accidentally pricked her fingertips. She ran to the window in three steps and pushed the window door out, spitting and cursing: "It's a beast! What's it called! "

Her husband passed away, her children left home, and Wu Lanyan became less particular after staying alone for a long time. She was originally the wife of a coach, but now as long as there is no one around, she can curse happily when she gets angry.

But what she didn't expect was that when she opened the window, she heard a faint knock on the door outside the courtyard.

That mynah was probably startled by this stranger just now.

Wu Lanyan quickly stopped talking, and yelled at a servant to open the door.

There was a conversation at the door, but the mynah's cry was so earth-shattering that Wu Lanyan, who was busy looking for the black cloth of the birdcage, couldn't hear what they were talking about.

"Ma'am." The young servant ran back and returned to his command not long after he left, "It's someone sent by the governor of Luoyang."

[The author has something to say: I had a little accident today, so the amount is a bit small...Sorry...]