Qin Shi Luo Net People

Chapter 950
The fragrance of tea is overflowing, but it can't attract old man Ban at all.

None of the disciples of the Mohist school have the habit of extravagance and lust. They are used to a simple life style, and simple food and drink are enough.

At this moment, old man Ban listened to Luo Yan's words, his face was a little dignified. After a long time, he sighed softly and said slowly: "This is the choice of the Mo family. What they do is beneficial to the world. That's enough. As for the others, The Mo family doesn't care."

The voice fell.

Old man Ban stared at Luo Yan solemnly, and asked in a deep voice: "King Liyang thinks this world belongs to Qin, or to the people of the world."

"Naturally it belongs to the Qin State, because only the Qin State can bring the world into a peaceful and prosperous age, instead of falling into an endless war."

Luo Yan's eyes flickered slightly, his tone was calm, and he answered the question calmly.

"The Mohists are for the public and not selfish. This point will never change. Both love and non-aggression will always be the philosophy of the Mohist school, no matter it was or is now."

Old man Ban said slowly, his tone extremely firm.

This is a refusal... Luo Yan frowned slightly, then relaxed after a while, looked at the old man Ban, and said with a light smile: "The Mo family will always be the Mo family."

Old man Ban's words also represent the meaning of the Mo family.

Mohism will never become the private weapon of an individual or a force.

Old man Ban got up to say goodbye, but he didn't touch the tea and cakes on the table. Compared with the Black Man with Six Fingers back then, Old Man Ban in front of him was a little staid, and his thinking was not as flexible and open-minded as the Black Man with Six Fingers. The shortcoming of thinking about the problem is a little less flexible.

This may be the difference between a giant and a leader.

The old man's view of the big picture is a bit off.

……

noon.

Duan Murong stabilized Gai Nie's injury before walking out of the house, and asked the Mo family to take him away to take care of him, and the rest only needs to rest.

Not long after Duanmurong appeared, Luo Yan personally cooked a bowl of fish soup and served it to Duanmurong. Seeing the tired look on her brows, he said with some distress: "You must be hungry. The lake has caught two crucian carp for you, so make up for it.”

Naturally, Mo Ya went to the nearest town to buy the fish, and it took a lot of time.

Fortunately, Ge Nie's injury was serious enough to hold him back.

Otherwise, this bowl of fish soup can only be thought about.

Duan Murong was processing the medicinal materials. Looking at Luo Yan who was approaching, her clear apricot eyes glanced at the medicinal materials in front of him, her hands kept moving, and her thin lips parted slightly: "I'm not hungry."

"Are you sure you don't want to drink? I have worked hard all morning to prepare."

Luo Yan looked at Duanmurong and said miserable.

Duanmu Rong's hand handling the medicinal materials paused, and she pursed her lips. After all, she couldn't bear to let Luo Yan take it out, but her tone was still cold, and she said flatly, "Leave it alone."

Hard-spoken and soft-hearted... Luo Yan secretly laughed in his heart. No matter how Duanmurong changed, the tenderness and kindness in his bones still did not disappear. Unless she was really disappointed in Luo Yan, she would never speak ill of Luo Yan. After all, Duanmurong It was the hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over, not being angry with Luo Yan.

But Luo Yan was like a piece of dog skin plaster, clinging to her tightly, never giving her a chance to escape.

"Take two sips and I'll put it down."

Luo Yan moved closer to Duanmurong's side, handed the delicious fish soup to Duanmurong's mouth, and began to push forward.

Duanmu Rong frowned, pretending to be impatient and said: "I don't want to drink now."

"You're still angry with me. I've already apologized. What happened last time was my fault, but it's not been a long time since I saw you. I miss you so much that I can't control myself."

Luo Yan heard the words, but brought up the old things again, and said with emotion helplessly.

Duan Murong suddenly thought of the scene when Luo Yan saw her last time, her pretty face blushed instantly, bit her lips lightly, and stared at Luo Yan angrily, if it wasn't for her upbringing, she wouldn't be able to do that kind of thing. Something, she even wanted to stuff the medicine in her hand into Luo Yan's mouth, to block this open mouth.

"Yan'er took Yue'er out to play, don't worry, no one is eavesdropping."

Luo Yan put the fish soup aside, directly stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Duanmu Rong's slender waist, with a little force, he hugged Duanmu Rong into his arms, and comforted him in a low voice.

After speaking, he hugged her tightly and expressed his attitude.

It's impossible to let go, Duanmu Rong is so comfortable in his arms, he doesn't want to sleep alone at night, he, Luo, has never been wronged like this.

"release!"

Duanmu Rong became a little angry from embarrassment, and said softly, but she struggled with little strength.

"Let me hold you for a while, just for a while~"

Luo Yan said softly.

Duanmu Rong's beautiful eyes were a bit complicated, and the movement of struggling became smaller and smaller, and finally leaned into Luo Yan's arms as if resigned to fate, and said in a weak tone: "Why don't you let me go, between you and me It's been made clear once."

Men like to be cheap... Luo Yan sighed in his heart, and he had to admit that this sentence made sense.

It's also interesting to say.

Mrs. Mingzhu likes to cling to him, but he just feels normal (pulls up his pants).

Duanmu Rong ignored him, but he felt uncomfortable and always wanted to get Duanmu Rong back.

It is best not to get it. This sentence is absolutely true. The harder it is to get something, the more a man wants to get it. Once he gets it, the excitement will gradually disappear.

"Rong'er, I can't bear you. In the days without you, my heart is extremely tormented, as if something is missing. Only when I hold you, I feel extremely fulfilled."

Luo Yan buried his head in Duanmu Rong's hair, softly expressing his inner reluctance.

There were tears in the corners of Duanmurong's eyes, and they fell down after a while, she stretched out her hand to wipe it, and said with reddened eyes: "Master is right, I shouldn't provoke you."

"But we are already together, you can't escape, and I can't let go."

Luo Yan slowly let go, and at the same time turned Duanmu Rong's body around, stroking her cheek gently, and said firmly.

It is impossible to let go of relaxation.

With Duanmurong's temperament, if Luo Yan doesn't take the initiative, they will really end.

If Luo Yan let go of such a good woman, wouldn't she be struck by lightning? Besides, there are so many bad guys out there, if Duanmurong is cheated, he will feel distressed, so Duanmurong should let himself be bullied.

Besides, Yue'er, Yan'er and the others like Duanmu Rong very much, for the sake of their daughters' liking, a father has to work hard.

"But... I feel sorry for Madam."

Duanmu Rong said with a dim gaze, she felt that the ones she was most sorry for were Concubine Yan and Jing Xi, they had always been very kind to her, but she hooked up with their men, thinking about it now, her heart became extremely twisted .

The main reason is that they were together with Luo Yan before they met them. After changing their roles, no matter how deep Luo Yan's routine was, Duanmu Rong would not be able to fall into the routine.

"They have always regarded you as their younger sister. Jingxi and Concubine Yan don't care about this matter, only you have been unwilling to let yourself go, give yourself a chance, and give me a chance. You have not sorry anyone, even if there is a mistake, That was my fault too."

Luo Yan held Duanmu Rong's hand, looked sincerely into her eyes, and said slowly.

Duanmu Rong's eyes were a little evasive, and she didn't want to answer this question directly.

The better Jingxi and Concubine Yan treat her, the more Duanmurong feels sorry for them.

Luo Yan knew that going too far was too late. Anyway, he had a lot of time, so he couldn't do it. Isn't there Wei Zhuang as a weapon, and for the safety of Yue'er and the others, he didn't believe that Duanmu Rong would not leave.

Someone in Luo will not fight uncertain battles, and will be prepared for everything.

The countercurrent sand card is really easy to use.

"I won't force you, eat first."

Luo Yan changed the subject, brought the topic to fish soup again, looked at Duanmu Rong with a gentle face, and said softly: "I cooked it for a long time, try it."

At this moment, Duanmu Rong didn't refuse any more, she glanced at Luo Yan with her beautiful eyes, took it obediently, and drank it in small sips.

The warm fish soup quickly warmed the body and mind, making Duanmu Rong's expression gentle.

After all, her outward indifference is just faking, and when she meets her sweetheart, this indifference can't be restrained, especially in private, where is Luo Yan's opponent.

Soon, a bowl of fish soup with two eggs is enough.

Luo Yan wiped the corners of Duanmu Rong's mouth considerately, and said softly: "I said I'm not hungry, even if I'm angry, I shouldn't torture my body. If I'm angry in the future, just take it out on me. Anyway, I'm on your side. So useful."

When Duanmurong heard the words, a smile appeared on her cheeks, she gave Luo Yan a reproachful look, and said in a low voice, "You're talking nonsense, when will I take it out on you?"

Obviously you are bullying me.

Duanmu Rong didn't say this sentence.

Luo Yan held Duanmu Rong's hand, hugged her in his arms, put his arms around her waist, and said softly: "I've been busy all morning, you're exhausted, take a rest."

Duanmurong instinctively wanted to refute, but Luo Yan's gentleness made her a little irresistible. After hesitating for a while, she leaned against Luo Yan's arms, her beautiful eyes gradually became gentle and demure, and said in a low voice: "Actually, you come to the mirror occasionally I will be very satisfied if the lake accompany me for a while.”

"Fool, if you like this place, we can occasionally come back and live for a while, I want to see you every day."

Luo Yan said softly.

Duanmu Rong's lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything, and quietly leaned against Luo Yan's arms.

Compared with the life in Luo Yan's Liyang Prince's Mansion, she actually prefers the life of Jinghu. At least she can lean quietly in Luo Yan's arms, and occasionally enjoy the scenery of Jinghu. This is her and Luo Yan's time alone.

Duanmu Rong doesn't like to compete with others.

In this regard, she is different from Yan Lingji.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Time flies, and ten days have passed in a blink of an eye.

In the backyard of Xiaozhu.

The kid in Tianming was chopping firewood with a sad face, and at the same time muttered in a low voice: "Blame the old man, blame the woman, the bullshit prince, you know how to bully me."

The ax in his hand kept chopping the wood, but due to lack of experience, he could only hit once several times, and it might not be cut in half, which looked extremely funny.

Nearly half a month of life gave Tianming the urge to cry. This life was too painful. In the past, all he had to do was play, but now he would not only run away, but also become a coolie. Not only do you have to chop firewood and boil water every day, but you also have to cook.

He missed the old days so much, even if he was hungry occasionally, at least his life was happier than now.

"What are you talking about, hurry up, if you can't finish it, you won't have anything to eat today!"

Old man Ban looked at Tianming and scolded angrily.

Mohist disciples all need to work in exchange for food. Tianming is no exception to this. This is also a Mohist way of education. The days when clothes come for food and mouths are not suitable for Mohism's educational concept.

Even children need education from an early age.

Tianming glanced bitterly at Luo Yan and the others who were drinking tea not far away, and shouted aggrievedly: "Why don't they do nothing? Why do they have food!"

The one who greeted him was old man Ban's organ arm, who slapped his butt twice, and soon Tianming gave in.

There is no way, I can't fight, and the uncle doesn't help, so he can only work.

Yue'er covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her eyes turned into a pair of crescent moons, she thought Tianming was quite interesting, but she felt silly.

Gai Nie frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then slowly got up, walked to Tianming's side and began to teach him how to chop firewood. His serious expression was a bit like a strict teacher.

After Gai Nie woke up, Luo Yan didn't communicate much with him.

The other party has already made a decision, and there is no need to say anything about things that cannot be turned back.

As for the reason for this choice.

Gai Nie just said calmly: Qin State is going to an extreme, it is like a war machine that will never stop, I only see endless flames of war in Qin State.

Regarding this sentence, Luo Yan was silent. To a certain extent, what Gai Nie said was right, the current peace of Qin State was only for preparations for future wars.

Yingzheng's footsteps will not stop, and neither will the empire's footsteps.

From the moment Luo Yan took out the world map, these things were already doomed.

Gai Nie's temperament has changed, just like his swordsmanship, he has gradually lost his murderous aura and aggression, which is exactly the opposite for Wei Zhuang.

The future of the empire is doomed to be different from Gai Nie's, and it does not match his sword heart, which is why he left Qin.

Knowing your own way, you have to follow your inner thoughts.

Luo Yan looked at Gai Nie and Tianming in the distance, took a sip of tea, squinted his eyes, and glanced at the canopy not far away, where a bird stayed.

It is normal to have birds in Jinghu Lake, but it is a bit abnormal for a bird to stay in one place for more than a cup of tea.

This obviously represents one thing, that is, Bai Feng is here.

Among Luo Yan's acquaintances, the only person who can control birds is Bai Feng. Obviously, Wei Zhuang and others have arrived around Jinghu Lake, and may even come in.

"Bai Feng is getting stronger and stronger."

Luo Yan looked at the bird, and murmured in his heart, he was also playing with birds, Mo Ya couldn't compare to Bai Feng, and of course, Bai Feng couldn't compare to him either.

This may be talent.

(End of this chapter)