Born short-lived

And no matter how ignorant Dong Li was, he understood at this moment that the voice of Ah Li was not meant for himself, it was just the empress taking the opportunity to warn the prince.

Dong Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her heart felt sour, but after all, she had been used to it for many years, and she still maintained a cautious and serious look on her face, and very slowly stood up from the royal family.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, General Zhou has made great contributions in defeating the enemy. He has worked hard and deserved to be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold, a thousand pieces of brocade silk, and a record of military merit." Dong Li pinched his fingertips nervously, his cloudy white pupils did not know where to look, "General Zhou has twelve records of first-class military merits, and according to the law, he will be promoted to a first-rank official."

After the fall of Huaxu, the former dynasty, the Eastern Continent fell into hundreds of years of melee among princes. The Zhou family was king in the East China Sea enclosure, and the country was named "North".And the most worthless thing in that era was the "king". The three-legged toad was hard to find, and the two-legged monarch ran all over the place.When Hua Xu returned to the country, the Zhou family was considered the most sensible among a group of kings, big and small.Later, Huaxu's new emperor gave them the title of "King of Beizhao" for their hard work, but if they want to be more serious, they should only be regarded as princes.

In addition, for nearly a hundred years, the Zhou family has always been in a peaceful corner, never striving for merit, often not even reaching the second rank.

After Dong Li finished speaking, there was silence in the court hall, the little princess was so tense that her forehead was sweating, and after a long stalemate, the empress finally laughed softly: "General Zhou will be a first-rank military marquis then, and he will be a very personable man at that time." Minister, if you make any great achievements in the future, I really don't know what to reward you. Is this the truth, Prince?"

Dong Sheng's face turned dark, and his face was extremely stiff. If the empress were closer at this time, maybe he could still hear the clenched fists hidden under his sleeves.

He thought, if it wasn't for him back then, Zhou Zirong could have spent his whole life ignoring government affairs, fighting wars when there were wars, and being his idle prince when there were no wars.

But Zhou Zirong didn't say anything, his face was calm, as if the empress was not talking about himself, people who didn't know thought he had a big heart.

He noticed Dong Sheng's cautious eyes cast over him quietly, there was an indescribable apology in those eyes, Zhou Zirong met those eyes without hesitation, and said "no problem".

Dong Sheng only felt a soreness in the bottom of his nose, and the warm face of the man who seemed to be smiling but not smiling made his eyes hurt.

"By the way, I almost forgot," the queen patted the handle of her chair, "I've seen the blueprints of the spirit inspector helping me to strengthen my army in the East China Sea this time. Great reward."

Yan Yushi chuckled, his hoarse voice was like worn sandpaper, and he hurriedly fanned the flames: "Your Majesty, if it weren't for the spiritual inspectors who created those magical weapons, how could the battle of the East China Sea be so unfavorable. "

The queen ignored him, still staring at Dong Sheng intently, and said: "Recorder of the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Households, the Lingcha envoy Jianghuai Konggong is indispensable, and rewards will be based on merit."

Before a few people in the authorities could say anything, several senior ministers headed by Yan Yushi knelt down on the ground, shouting "Your Majesty is holy".

Presumably, as long as this work does not fall on Zhou Zirong's head, they will all be happy.

It's not that Dong Sheng has never made military achievements, but he has never experienced such an aggrieved "celebration". When he finally got through the court meeting, he immediately asked the internal officials he had bribed to pass on the message to Zhou Zirong.

Now that the wind is getting tighter, they have something to say in the imperial city, Dong Sheng is afraid of causing further trouble, so he only let the little eunuch pass on four words - "You Ke Wang Xiang".

Haven't seen each other for more than half a year, and both parties have too much to say, when they got the chance, it was like knocking over a five-flavored bottle with a hammer, and the water splashed all over the floor, and my heart was so messed up that I couldn't tell what it was like.

How can I expect that when we meet again, it will be that scene.

By the time Zhou Zirong rode a black-maned spirit horse to Wangxiang Tower in a hurry of eight hundred miles, the shopkeeper was already standing at the door waiting for him.

I haven't seen this person for a long time, and he still looks slick. No matter how the situation outside changes, this little old man's cheeks are still glowing with two blobs of festive blush, and he doesn't smile flatteringly. Gentle feeling.

The shopkeeper bowed to him, Ye Mu Shao didn't say much, he just said nonchalantly: "Please come with me."

Zhou Zirong was patiently anxious, nodded politely at him, and followed him straight into the building.

It was still the same Accord where the private meeting was, and the fragrance of tea in the room had overflowed far away, and Zhou Zirong had smelled it when he was at the entrance, so that person must have been here for a long time.

From the moment he received the message, Zhou Zirong's mind began to flip through all kinds of situations about that person in the past without any structure, and there was almost no logic in it. From the way the person sent himself out, When it came to his appearance when he was masturbating in his fantasy, it was as if he had finally found a chance to make trouble in his mind, and he went on a rampage, making him restless.

The people inside the Accord just heard the footsteps outside, and a heart rose in their chest. When they heard the shopkeeper's knock on the door, the hand holding the teacup couldn't help trembling, and hurriedly suppressed the emotions in their hearts, and they were still calm. Authentic: "Come in."

The moment the door opened, Zhou Zirong almost felt his breathing stagnate.

Sometimes he would feel unbelievable. Even though it has been a thousand years, his thoughts about that person are indeed increasing day by day.

Whether it is selfishness or fate, he can't tell the difference now, but he just thinks that if it is the latter, then he probably owes a whole street to God, and God insists that he can't be freed from life to life in order to relieve his hatred.

The person he is thinking about is less than five steps away from him at this time, wearing a soft moon-white brocade robe, sitting quietly under the one-foot-long sunset under the window, his outline seems to be embroidered Like gold thread.

The tea that was being boiled on the small stove beside Dong Sheng was still steaming white steam, which wiped away the unrevealable murderous aura on his body, softened his whole body, and looked straight at Zhou Zi with bright eyes. Rong, even the soft shadow on his face was well outlined, like a fairy from Penglai Wonderland, so beautiful.

Zhou Zirong had an illusion, he wondered, at least at this moment, whether he was the only one in Dong Sheng's eyes.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, until the shopkeeper gently closed the door behind him, and the very soft "thump" when the wooden door touched the door frame brought them back to their senses a little.

Zhou Zirong's eyes were glued to him for a moment, as if he wanted to make up for what he hadn't seen for more than half a year, but he didn't dare to move, for fear that he hadn't completely stabilized his mind. As soon as time takes a step, something uncontrollable will be done.

He held back for a long while, swallowed thousands of words, and after talking for a long time, only three very pale words came out: "...you... lost weight."

"That's right..." These words broke Dong Sheng's last line of defense in an instant, and the emotions he had endured for a long time were out of control like a big river breaking its embankment. He paused in his throat, and stood up abruptly, He rushed forward and hugged Zhou Zirong, his eyes were red and he said: "I have wronged you."

Zhou Zirong froze. The person Xiao had thought about for so many years was hugging him defenselessly, which made him instinctively want to hide, but the hand that wanted to push was stretched out halfway but he couldn't bear it anymore. After froze for a long while, finally she lightly covered Dong Sheng's back, and said dumbfoundingly: "Why are you wronged, you are just talking nonsense."

Dong Sheng is not much different from his stature now, the little hairy monkey that was always hanging around his neck in the past is now as close to him as possible, and Dong Sheng hugs him very tightly, although it is not enough to resist him, but it is It made Zhou Zirong feel out of breath for no reason.

The scorching body temperature leaked out from the soft brocade silk, and the strength and touch made Zhou Zirong feel extremely real, and his mind slowed down for a moment, those charming fantasies were like grains that had been punctured in a rice bag, rattling uncontrollably It all flowed out.

I really want to hold on tighter...

But even though Zhou Zirong opened his mouth, even though his heart was overwhelmed, he could only say, "I hugged you all of a sudden, how old are you?"

It was rare for Dong Sheng not to hate him, and decisively chose to pretend to be deaf to his jokes like looking for something to say, and said sullenly: "I didn't think carefully, which dragged you down."

Zhou Zirong sighed, put his palm on the back of his head, and comforted him softly: "It's not your fault."

Dong Sheng also wanted to make his words less heavy, so he reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth: "Don't say it, thanks to you this time, you are still smart."

Zhou Zirong smiled: "It's also thanks to your crossbow running fast."

Dong Sheng: "Go back and reward him."

After saying this, Dong Sheng paused for a moment, and then said vainly: "I missed the anniversary of Zeng Shuai's death..."

"I've already gone to see him for you," Zhou Zirong patted him on the back softly, "When the storm is over, you can go see him by yourself."

Dong Sheng buried his face on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Zhou Zirong smiled: "between you and me, why bother to thank you?"

Dong Sheng's throat choked for a moment, he suppressed the sour water in his eyes, and told him: "Don't enter the imperial city for a few days, stay in the palace, and I will guard you in court."

"Okay," Zhou Zirong followed his hair patiently with an obedient appearance, "You should also be careful in everything, and don't offend His Majesty again."

"I have my own measure." Dong Sheng let go of the person a little, raised his face to look at him, "Did anything happen to Dong Hai?"

Zhou Zirong said smoothly: "Of course not."

Dong Sheng said mercilessly: "You fart."

Zhou Zirong was taken aback for a moment, and let out a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, I still can't hide from this little ancestor...

[The author has something to say: For Dong Sheng, Zhou Zirong can be regarded as the soul harbor. 】