Red Mansion Aesthetics Debris Flow

Lu Cheng was still in a daze when he exited the room. He looked up and saw that the clouds in the sky were also pitch black. After such a short time, the sky had completely darkened.

He sighed faintly because he didn't know where the sadness came from.

"It's a good thing for the master to speak up, why is this?" A gloomy voice suddenly came out from behind.

"Ouch!"

Lu Cheng had goosebumps all over his body, he turned his head in fright, and it turned out to be Xu Lin, the elusive evil star.He rolled his eyes and said angrily:

"You are going to die! You can die without making any noise when you walk?!"

So, Xu Lin and the like are the most annoying.

Xu Lin, who was in charge of collecting and collecting information, revealed his silent face, and gave him a faint look.

"I told you that you don't understand, you stupid gourd."

How can someone like Xu Lin understand his troubles?Lu Cheng shook his head in his heart.

"Isn't it because the master spoke?"

"Of course not. The master's prosperity is equal to the sky. Isn't it a matter of course that every bad luck turns good luck into good fortune? I should pay more attention to what I do?" Lu Cheng took it for granted.

What's going on?

Forget it, after all, I was too naive.You actually think that with your IQ, you can hear the perfunctory deception in the master's remarks.

Xu Lin silently glanced at him and fell silent.

"It's not difficult for me to understand, but the point is just now! Did you see that! The master can actually make fun of people!" Lu Cheng said in disbelief.

"The master is not a very serious person, is he?"

"Yes, but such a cold joke has never happened before!" Lu Cheng was still brooding.

"..."

Although Yu Junci's hidden guards seemed unreliable in private, even Lu Cheng, the leader, was infected with something strange because he suspected that he had been in close contact with Lin Zhanyang.

But it must not be forgotten that their job is still secret guards, and they are still prince's personal soldiers with clear titles in the town government department.So gags belong to gags, and it doesn't prevent the whole system from operating quickly under Yu Junci's order.

The intelligence system of the original Jiangnan has been reorganized, and the intelligence of the observation and protection (specifically referred to here) objects of the aggregation point flows to the center in an orderly manner in a system that is more and more controlled into an iron bucket.

……

Lin Zhanyang has always believed that friends are more about quality than quantity.He doesn't like to socialize, but if he really meets someone who sincerely wants to be friends with him...

That person treats me with sincerity, so naturally I have to repay him with sincerity!

So Prince Zhongshun discovered that he seemed to have succeeded in selling his teammates, and got close to Lin Zhanyang, the mysterious flower of Gaoling...

But in a way, it seems to be farther away from him.

For example, I found an excuse to show off my "masculine charm" by showing off my force-in the end, I was crushed by Lin Zhanyang's strength.

"With your reaction speed, is it really okay to go to the battlefield? With a dozen more people, even if they haven't received systematic training, as long as someone commands properly behind them, they can easily knock you down!"

"It really won't work like this, as you said, you will probably have to go back to the northern border to defend in the future. You don't want to get mixed up in all kinds of things in this dynasty...then you have to train your military strength."

God, who is going to tell him why Lin Zhanyang, the young master of the civil servant family, still has such bugs as natural supernatural powers and perfect motor skills!

Lin Zhanyang's backlit figure that day is still vivid in his memory, his silver gun gleaming, so dazzling that it can make people's hearts jump out!There was even genuine... worry in those delicate eyebrows.

In short, if you are a bystander, you will be very envious of someone who can be so wholeheartedly worried about.

The premise is that you are not the victim who was crushed and abused by him just now.

—— Situ Lang, the little prince of Liao Han, died.

Ever since he accidentally discovered the gap in force between the two, Lin Zhanyang felt that he had the responsibility to take care of the safety of his little friend.At least within the scope of ability, don't let him die too fast.

This method seems to be only one.

Exercise, exercise more.

"You can't see any muscles on your body. Also, your eyes are blue, your eyeballs are red and bloodshot, and your lips are dark. It shows that your life is irregular. You have been back from northern Xinjiang for so long. You really have to work hard every day. Do you practice hard?"

Lin Zhanyang thought of Situ Lang's (whitewashed) self-experience, and poked his flesh suspiciously.

Well, you can tell by the feel of the hand, it's not as good as Yujunci.

If Situ Lang knew that he was secretly comparing himself to Yu Junci, he would probably be so angry!

Ha, isn't he without that sanctimonious hypocrite!Comparing him with Yu Jun's resignation, he would rather continue wasting his youth with his beautiful little brother.

Moreover……

Although guarding the northern border, there are so many civil servants and generals, how can he go into battle in person!Martial arts or something, just passable, he has to keep his head and choose the best advice from the disciples!

This superficial world, when it comes to guarding the frontier, it feels like brave and mighty warriors!It's very professional discrimination!

Situ Lang was suffering in his heart, but Situ Lang couldn't say it out.

"Actually, you don't have to be discouraged. Even if your innate foundation is not as good as others, as long as you use the right method and work hard to make up for your weakness, you can always make up for it."

Facing Lin Zhanyang's comforting eyes, Situ Lang had to smile dryly:

"You're right, it's just that you are suffering from no suitable method, so you can only run around like a headless chicken."

Lin Zhanyang pinched Situ Lang's arm, and then pinched other bones along the way. His slender fingers, like jade, rested on the dark sleeves, making them more and more flawless like a work of art.

Situ Lang swallowed consciously, staring straight at that incredibly beautiful hand.

Lin Zhanyang understood, it seemed that his new friend looked cynical, but he didn't care at all after all.

Very good, as long as he has a pursuit in his heart.

Lin Zhanyang touched the bones, and he has a bottom line in his heart, and it's not too bad. It can even be said that the flesh and blood are well-proportioned, and the bones are neat.

"Well, don't worry, I have a solution or something to try.

"...?" Situ Lang faintly had a bad premonition.

"Don't worry, it's not difficult."

Well, since the Galaxy Federation next door has popularized military boxing for all people, since it can be popularized by all people, then the primitive natural people here should also be able to use it!Lin Zhanyang thought so.

Then he was forcibly poisoned by Amway, but the loyal and obedient prince who still had to stick to the last point of the bottom line of a real man was trained by the little beauty like the moonlight in his heart every day...

"Ahh! Dad! Dad!!! I can call you dad! Let go!!!"

Its voice is pitiful and its feelings are sad.

Lord Lin: "It's a child after all. I haven't seen you for a few years. I saw it last time in the mountains. I saw that Yang'er was still a little strange to the prince. It's only been less than half a month, and I'm playing so well again. .”

Jia Min: "..." Are you sure you are really having fun with such a tragic cry?

Zhan Qiu smiled: "I can't tell, my little apprentice is beautiful and sweet, Wang Ye Yuan'er is really not so good."

Master Lin laughed loudly: "Qiuhui, you don't know something. Yang'er and Prince Zhongshun are quite destined, so it's not the first time we've seen each other."

Zhanqiu: "Ha, is that so? Then Ruhai, you have to be careful, maybe one day, you, the well-known Lin family, will live in a royal nobleman."

Master Lin: "Where is this talking, Qiu Hui, you are thinking too far! Don't always act like you have something in your words."

Zhan Qiu smiled meaningfully.

Lin Daiyu tilted her head: "Sir~"

"Hey~" Zhan Qiu reflexively softened his tone and responded.

"It's your turn to play chess."

……

In the city of Yangzhou on this day.

Just chatting back and forth with Situ Lang for a while, Lin Zhanyang suddenly turned his head with a feeling.I saw a small black dot appearing in the line of sight, grazing from far to near.

It was a naive gray-white pigeon, flapping its wings and perching on the eaves of the window, followed by retracting its small wings, lowered its head, and coincidentally met Lin Zhanyang with a pair of eyes like little black beans.

It's a letter from Yujun!

Even though Lin Zhanyang didn't know how to speak birds, at this moment, he felt an inexplicable certainty in his heart, he was convinced why the little carrier pigeon came all the way.

After all, the first time is raw, the second time is familiar!If it were you, you would be mentally prepared to chat with fanciers so many times.

"It's just a pigeon, so you're going to snub me because of that?"

Situ Lang who was on the side was pitiful, with that deep voice and sad little eyes, he was wronged like a little daughter-in-law.

Lin Zhanyang raised his head when he heard the movement, and couldn't hold back his smile after seeing him:

"What did you just say... Hey? Why are you like this, who bullied you? Come on, tell me, Dad, I will help you get back the place!"

Lin Zhanyang touched the pigeon, and took some food from the side for it, so he accidentally missed Situ Lang's previous words, and smiled when he saw this.

Whoa!dad!

The smile on Situ Lang's face was really stiff this time, and he even gritted his teeth a little bit.The muscles and bones I strained yesterday, the muscles that were sore and weak after being violently opened by Young Master Lin... seem to be hurting again.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and took a sip of tea: "Cough, it's just a spur of the moment, what are you laughing at!"

"Ha, who told you to know people and make a bad friend."

But it's just that people don't know.At first, I thought she was a perverted and interesting little beauty, but when I got closer, I realized that although the beauty is good, she is covered with thorns all over her body, and she can't move easily.Situ Lang sighed silently in his heart.

"Forget it, it seems that you have something to do, so I won't be annoying here. Don't forget about tomorrow's poetry meeting."

Situ Lang could see that Lin Zhanyang was thinking about... the pigeon.As for pigeons, anyone with a discerning eye knows what they are used for.But even though he was itching to scratch his heart and lungs, he insisted on holding it back and forced himself to be a good man who is considerate and aware of current affairs.

Is there any way to show domineering, evil, crazy boyfriend power and so on... It doesn't exist anymore, at least I have to get some points here!Situ Lang thought that he would be moved by his love as deep as the sea.

Lin Zhanyang put down the letter, and the date on the signature was two days ago. Generally, it takes three days by water and five days by land from the capital to Yangzhou, which is always unavoidable.And today, it must not be the usual time to deliver letters, otherwise he would not have just received this letter in front of Situ Lang.

He and Yu Junci can be regarded as exchanging shallow words and deep words, and he can vaguely feel that Yu Junci seems to be as indifferent as he is, but in fact he has some twisted persistence.

For example, his obsession with cleanliness, or his obsessive-compulsive pursuit of time.

Also, he never likes to plan anything, because once he makes a plan, any unplanned accident will make him worry about it and dislike it in every possible way.

When he first discovered these small details, Lin Zhanyang even had a thought that he was so cute.

So this...can't be that Brother Yu spent eight hundred miles to rush, right?Just to send him such a letter?

A ridiculous idea suddenly popped up in Lin Zhanyang's mind.

The author has something to say: I browsed Weibo every day to wait for food during the National Day, and I waved like a screaming cat

I went back to school today to face homework, and immediately switched back to mourning mode

So as a patriot like me, I really hope to celebrate the motherland's mother's birthday on the lunar calendar again.

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Post it sooner, I hope to get a second update (Amen