forever

As Anu expected, within a few days, he was taken back to the Hou Mansion.

Although Luhou didn't say a word, Anu understood that the sixth son made such a big fuss, the king must have personally come forward to finalize the "private relationship" between him and Luhou, and officially gifted himself to Luhou.

At the time of parting, Yan Shisan was speechless and choked with sobs. While Anu was reluctant to let go, he concealed his joy.

Clothes and towels, let's talk and have fun...

On the carriage, Anu pinched the corner of his white clothes and suddenly laughed.

"There is Fusu in the mountains, and lotus flowers in Xi. If you don't see Zidu, you will see Kuangqi. There are bridges and pines in the mountains, but you will see dragons in Xi. If you don't see Zichong, you will see... but you will see... Ahhh, stop reading!" Yunlu raised the book angrily, "What is the princess learning these sour poems for, and how can I use them in my courtship?"

"Princess!" The Confucian teacher's nose was twisted with anger, "This is a poem revised by a sage, how can it be called a sour poem!"

"Sour, sour, sour, so sour! When I read this poem, it's like drinking vinegar!" Yunlu bared his teeth and claws.

"You!" Ru was angry and was about to refute, but Lu Liang came striding forward.

"Susu doesn't like these scriptures? This is quite like being a father. Then tomorrow, I will go to the military camp with my father and let Wen Ang teach you." Lu Liang laughed.

"Really? Oh, daddy, seeing your ruddy complexion today, my little girl must be overjoyed!" Yunlu posted flatteringly.

"Go and go, I haven't read many books of sages, so I speak wild words and lies." After saying this, Lu Liang still hugged Yunlu lovingly.

"Master Hou! There is no way for a woman to go to the military camp!" The Confucian scholar hurriedly stopped her.

"Woman? This is my only son Lu Qi!" Lu Liang glared at him, "Back off!"

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"Doctor?!" The boy came in a hurry.

"Congratulations Seventh Young Master, yes, it's a girl!..." The midwife hurriedly entangled her obsequiously.

"Okay! Let me see... No, how about Hongyu?!" Regardless of the obstruction of the female relatives, the young man strode into the labor court.

Between the mattresses, a young girl's face was pale and her breathing was short of breath.

"What's wrong with her?!" The boy casually mentioned a medical officer and asked loudly.

"This is an unusual postpartum appearance, Seventh Young Master, don't worry!" The medical officer was so frightened that his two arms trembled.

"It's so noisy! No one else is waiting to get out!" The girl on the bed finally spoke out.

When the crowd dispersed, the young man knelt down in front of the young girl, his face full of worry, "Hongyu, are you really all right?"

"Don't dare, I just came back from the gate of hell..." The girl waved her hand weakly, "Never, never give birth again."

"Why did you insist on marrying me and suffer this crime..." The boy's eyes were red.

"If I don't marry you, I have to marry your good sixth brother! Look at the virtues of the sixth son, is he a good man of Yiqishi's family! I have to choose between you, a dead Longyang, and your brother, that stinky dude. Is it easy for me!" The girl was anxious, and stretched out her hand to pinch the boy.

The young man repeatedly begged for mercy, but the young girl let go, nestled back on the pillow, and murmured, "I only wish for the afterlife, not for the nobles. Wearing commoner clothes, I will travel with you."

When the young man heard it, he was so touched that he couldn't speak for a long time.

After a moment of silence, the girl turned her head sharply, "By the way, haven't you prepared the baby's name? Let me see." She paused, her eyes widened, "Don't tell me you only prepared a boy's name!"

"How could it be?" The boy smiled and took out an origami from his pocket.

After running for thousands of miles, the paper was completely soaked in sweat, and the ink stains were mottled.

The girl glanced at it, stretched out her hand and nodded, "That's it. Yunlu Yunlu, one mountain top and one mountain foot, there is nothing to do with each other. Although you can make it up and make it up, but with your level of education, you are already Excellent, don’t ask too much.”

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In the palace, the old man threw the booklet back on the table and pressed his forehead in distress.

"Your Majesty, this servant thinks that the Seventh Young Master's move is a good thing for all people." The chief eunuch bowed slightly.

"I'm lonely and not confused. Opening weirs and repairing canals, all dynasties and dynasties have been a matter of returning the heart of the world and leaving a name in history. Otherwise, who is enshrined in the Erwang Temple in Shu?" The old man stared, "It's just that this old seven never Concerned about people's livelihood...if something goes wrong, there will be a demon."

The eunuch thought for a moment, "...Your Majesty, you can send your son to handle this matter in person..."

The old man had a sudden realization, he was amazed but also worried, "Lao Qi has always been honest, but he still has the military power...I'm afraid he feels 'wronged' for this act of claiming credit."

The eunuch smiled but said nothing, just picked up the pot and slowly filled the teacup in the old man's hand.

"As His Majesty said, the Seventh Young Master is honest and honest, so you can draw it slowly..."

There are many mountains and dense forests, and there is a lonely grave.

The young man stood in a long gown, but he was not afraid of the mud. He knelt down slowly and hugged the tombstone.

His thin lips were slightly parted, as if whispering in someone's ear, "Master, a few days ago, I met a strange person... He was clearly dead, but he was alive and well, and he could even see his luck."

After finishing speaking, the young man opened his palm, his eyes were burning, as if he wanted to pierce through his palm.

"Does this mean...the destiny can be violated?!"

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"Master is here, please accept the disciples!"

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"Those who peep into the sky will suffer backlash? Disciples don't believe it!"

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"Master! This disciple has already realized the secret of heaven! Isn't this disciple extremely intelligent?"

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"Master, this disciple showed me a picture recently... All the birds are flying high, and the lone cloud is wandering alone... Disciple, disciple..."

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"Master, let me show you a picture."

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"No, there is no destiny in this world, it's just a coincidence!"

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"Master, master, this disciple is wrong, this disciple is young and reckless, this disciple does not know the heights of heaven and earth, master, please don't go... Please... Please..."

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"It's God's will? Haha, haha, hahahahahahahahaha!"

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The young man fell into a deep sleep, and when he closed and opened it, he was sixty years old.

In the past, the same sects are all gone, and they look like people from Lanke when they go to the countryside.

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Ever since Lu Yunlu happily moved to the military camp, Anu's identity has become even more embarrassing.

In the past, it could be said that she was accompanied by the princess, but after that, she was really just... just a prostitute.

According to Lu Hou's words, the servant stopped whispering, but still looked strange, Anu didn't care, just went to the library to borrow books every day, and finally returned them the next day, and borrowed new books.

That's right, thanks to the departure of the princess, Anu didn't have to read those old-fashioned Four Books and Five Classics, but could read some agricultural books and miscellaneous books that he liked.

The only thing he can't borrow is the military book.

After returning to the Hou Mansion, Anu was arranged by Lu Hou to go to his dormitory every night. It seemed that he was serving the dormitory, but in fact he was just endorsing.

He stood with his hands behind his back and spoke eloquently, while Lu Liang leaned on the couch, holding a book and listening to him recite, and would mention a few points after he recited, just like a real father and brother.

There was only one candle burning on the couch in the room, and when the candle went out, it was reflected on the side of Lu Liang's face, showing an arc of determination.

Anu suddenly saw God.

"What's wrong? Can't recite it?" Lu Liang said.

Anu immediately withdrew his gaze, bowed his head and bowed, "Anu is stupid."

"Forget it, the night is getting dark, let's go to bed earlier." Lu Liang put down the book, blew out the candles, wrapped himself in the blanket, rolled on his side and fell asleep.

Anu understood, embraced the blanket, tiptoed onto the couch, and slept on the outside.

By the moonlight, he stared at the strong figure.Sleeping on the same bed for many days, he has never seen Lu Hou's sleeping face, not even once.

If the sky has love, the sky will grow old, if the moon has no hatred, the moon will always be round.