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"King Gai Wen acted in "Book of Changes", and Zhong Nier wrote "Spring and Autumn". Qu Yuan was exiled, but he wrote "Li Sao"; Zuo Qiu was blind, and Jue had "Guoyu". Moved to Shu, handed down "Lu Lan"..."

That night, Zhao Lian came to Lu Liang's house as usual to "serve the bedroom". After being instructed, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Lu Liang.

"I have ordered that starting tomorrow, you can borrow the military book to read it."

"...Master Hou?" Zhao Lian turned around in shock, his almond eyes widened.

The book of war itself is fine, but the matter of "borrowing the book of war"... is worth a thousand words.

"Master Hou! Anu, Anu..." Zhao Lian was completely confused.

"It's late at night and the dew is heavy, go back to the house early." Lu Liang just waved his hand.

Every September [-]th, a grand temple fair is held in the west of Dayong City.Lvliang is a soft-hearted master, and this day he will give his servants permission to leave, leaving behind a lonely mansion.

"Master Hou! Hey, Master Hou!" The little maids in twos and threes surrounded Luliang, which is really rare.

"Lvqiao, green beads and green branches, why don't you go to the temple fair?" Lu Liang was puzzled.

The little maids pushed and shoved each other, and finally pushed one out to speak, "Master Hou, slave, slave, I want to ask you something..."

"What's the matter?" Lu Liang raised his eyebrows.

The little maid just lowered her head and smiled, and quickly pulled Lu Liang up, "Master Hou, come with me first!"

Before Lu Liang could react, the other two came around behind him unexpectedly, pushing and shoving lightly, "Yes, yes, Lord Hou, come here first!"

In this way, Lu Liang was "hijacked" to the house where the maids were resting.

"This, this boudoir is not allowed for the Marquis!" Lu Liang blushed.

At this point, the little maids didn't allow him to retreat, the two of them dragged each other to prevent him from running away, and the last one stepped forward and pushed open the door

——I saw a person sitting in the room wearing only plain gauze, his shoulders were shaved, and his waist was plain.The neck is extended to show off the items, and the quality is revealed.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw red lips on the outside and white teeth on the inside.

"Anu, don't move! This rouge is thick!" The little maid in the house blamed.

The sharp sound seemed to have awakened Zhao Lian, and he turned around quickly without looking at Lu Liang.

"This, this is..." Lu Liang was speechless.

The little maid stood on tiptoe, pulled Lu Liang down again, and leaned into his ear, "Master Hou, this temple fair in the west of the city is short of Guanyin..."

Lu Liang stood there dumbly, only for a moment, but stepped into the house.

Zhao Lian bowed his head, ashamed to see him.

However, Lu Liang just stretched out his hand and lifted a lock of black hair, "Is this the 'I dare not look at Guanyin from now on'?" He sighed softly, "This Marquis has been taught."

Zhao Lian stared at the hand with entangled hair, and his heart turned a thousand times.

The hand was finally withdrawn, "Take him there. Don't play too late, come back before midnight."

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"Hou...Master, come quickly!" The young man put his arms around the man's arm and walked through the crowd.

"Anu, slow down, don't bump into anyone!" the man shouted.

The boy didn't listen, he pushed through layer after layer, and finally squeezed into the front row.

On the stage, "The Butterfly Lovers" is being played.

Holding the scroll in his hand, Liang Shanbo knocked and asked, "Yingtai is not a daughter, why is there a ring mark on her ear?"

Zhu Yingtai put down her pen and sighed, "There is a reason for the scar on the earring, why should Brother Liang be suspicious? There are many temple fairs in the village, and I play the role of Guanyin every year."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yingtai raised her pen and tapped Liang Shanbo in the air, "Brother Liang, you must concentrate on writing. You don't want to have a future, but a hairpin skirt."

Liang Shanbo was startled, but lowered his eyes, "... I dare not look at Guanyin from now on."

The audience applauded, and there were even occasional whistles.

The man smiled coldly, "This Yingtai... really doesn't make me sympathetic." He turned to the young man, "My Anu is more suitable."

The young man was startled, and then smiled, "...Then, from now on, Anu will play the role of Guanyin for the young master."

"Ah."

Suddenly, bunches of fireworks bloomed in the sky, and the sky was full of glory in an instant.

The crowd became more active and exclaimed.

The man also looked at the fireworks in the sky.The boy just looked at him.

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It was the first time Zhang Le met such a fairy-like person.

He was originally ordered by Zhang Xuan to deliver a letter, but he ran into someone head-on as soon as he entered the Hou's mansion.

"Husband, madam! The villain didn't do it on purpose..." Zhang Le thought that he had bumped into Luhou's concubine, his face was hot, and he took three steps back.

The man just covered his mouth and smiled, "Xiao Langjun misunderstood, Anu is a man."

Zhang Le felt even more ashamed.

"Anu has never met Mr. Xiao Lang before, how dare you ask Mr. Mr. Xiao?"

"Ah... the villain is Zhang Xuan, the son of General Zhang Xinna, named Zhang Le!"

Zhao Lian's smile condensed on his face.

He put it away calmly, and whispered softly, "Xiao Langjun is in such a hurry, he must have something important to do, don't delay."

"Ah...thank you!" Zhang Le saluted and left in a hurry.

Looking at the gradually distant back, Zhao Lian's eyes sank bit by bit.

... In the eyes of Luhou, Zhang Xuan's son, how different is it from his parent and child?

In the study room, curling incense is burning.

The young Taoist priest only took one look, and then he was determined.

Lu Liang frowned, holding on for a long time.

"Master Hou, there is something that Pindao doesn't understand." The young man spoke out first.

"Talk." Lu Liang stared at the chessboard, pondered over and over again, but was still reluctant to give up the piece, and wanted to make a living.

"Five years ago... why didn't Lord Hou get rid of his confidant's troubles directly?" The young man mentioned a son.

Seeing the chess pieces being picked up, Lu Liang raised his eyes and glanced at him, then returned to the chessboard, "At first I was just soft-hearted, but then... I figured it out."

The boy listened attentively, as if looking forward to it.

"Without Zhao Lian, there will be Qian Lian, Sun Lian, and Li Lian." Lu Liang held his son, hesitating again and again, and put it back into the chess set, "Qin...is exhausted. It's just that I didn't want to admit it before. .

"The Xiongnu have repeatedly invaded our northern border, burning, killing, and looting. They have been rampant for many years, and now they are still burning villages and slaughtering cities! However, no one in the court cares about it. They only fought for the mere two hundred stone salary." Lu Liang sneered. With a voice, "The king is indulging in pleasure, and the young master is happy to fight against the wall. It is not surprising that he will follow the example."

"It is the good fortune of the Qin State that Hou Ye cares about the common people. However, it is the sorrow of the Qin State to be rejected by the Qin State." The young man said bluntly.

"The Daoist compares Benhou to that Han Fei. Benhou really can't bear it." Lu Liang waved his hands and smiled, "Don't say anything else, Hanhou was killed by poison in the end, bleeding to death from his seven orifices. Benhou wished, wrapped in horse leather, on the green hills Bury the bones."

The young man smiled faintly, and raised his hand to signal, "Master Hou, it's up to you to settle down."

"No more." Lu Liang waved his hand, "Siege and intercept, Dao Chang's chess style is not like me. I can't do it, so I admit defeat."

"Hou Ye is like a chess player, nostalgic and soft-hearted... This is a big taboo for the superiors." The young man remonstrated frankly.

"Benhou understands..." Lu Liang rubbed his brows wearily, "If you treat people like pawns, kill them, kill them, raise them, Benhou...you will no longer be from Luyue."

The teenager no longer added a postscript.Just stood up and bowed deeply.