[Comprehensive] Male gods don't want to fall in love

Sitting quietly in the study all night, Di Xin thought about many possibilities.

But now he is Lu Yunsheng, who has no money, no soldiers, and no guns, no matter which aspect he thinks of, based on these three conditions, it is almost unfeasible.

Times shape heroes.

Di Xinde admits that he is born with a rebellious and withdrawn personality that is self-respecting and disdainful of being with others.If possible, he would rather rely on his own strength to turn the tide.Complete Lu Yunsheng's obsession, and restore the world to a prosperous and peaceful world.

But after all, he is not a reckless, arrogant and stupid man who can only act on his own will.

He is an emperor who understands the emperor's mind too well, he sees it too clearly

At present, what China needs is not only a strong individual hero with only one person, but a group of national heroes who can go forward for the rise and fall of the country.

The words "save the nation and preserve it" are too heavy.

The powerful enemy who was staring at tigers smashed the pride of most Chinese people, and most Chinese people willingly lowered their heads, kneeling on a piece of territory that belonged to them, and bowed their heads to the evil wolf who tore off the hypocrisy.

This is by no means an era in which one person can be saved by standing up. Then the whole country will not be able to stand up.

So Di Xin understood that this was definitely not something he could accomplish with his own courage.

What he lacks is not only money, not only soldiers, but also not only guns, but to let go of his domineering arrogance, to become a part of the "national heroes who go on and on", and to be with others who have the spirit of saving the nation and surviving. The awareness of being twisted into a rope.

As the cold got deeper, the dim yellow light of the desk lamp gradually disappeared, and Di Xin sat on the really soft western sofa for a whole night.

He is waiting for dawn.

Life is nothing but breaking up.

He was able to break away from the deep affection he shouldn't have, to be willing to part with the world, to be able to leave him comfortably in front of "Tianxi Xingjun" in his original world, that inexplicable conceit that he didn't want to give up his face to beg for others, he What is there to let go of?

If it is really necessary, he is willing to give up those faces.

According to the common sense left by Lu Yunsheng, Di Xin turned his head and looked at the clock hanging on the wall next to the bookcase.

It was eight o'clock in the morning.

Most people who come out of the army have very regular work and rest schedules.That was a habit they had unconsciously developed when they joined the army at a young age.Even if the years pass, it is difficult to say that it will change.

Eight o'clock, at this time, those people should have woken up long ago.

Without much hesitation, Di Xin made a few phone calls back and forth, and made an appointment for a meeting. His movements changed from being rusty at the beginning, to gradually becoming proficient like flowing clouds and flowing water.

hang up the phone.

At this time, Di Xin was grateful for Lu Yunsheng's obsession, at least out of thin air.

Anyway, the status of "a momentarily famous warlord" is not useless at all.

Go back to the original body and the room of Xie Ran who has moved back to the Lu residence.

Xie Ran is not here.

Di Xin guessed that maybe she knew the family was in trouble, so now she went to get rid of the unnecessary servants at home and went to make breakfast herself.

After washing up, for the appointment meeting later, Di Xin changed into a clean long gown that old-school scholars like to wear according to his original dressing style.When he went downstairs, he saw the Lu family sitting around the long dining table, as if they were waiting for his arrival before moving their chopsticks together.

"Dad is going out early in the morning?"

"Zilla" swung open the chair and stood up. Lu Minglan, the eldest daughter Lu Yunsheng brought to Shanghai with her quick-tempered and violent temper, looked at Di Xin and only glanced at them, but didn't look at them. They planned to come over, but they seemed to be going out, so they stood up first and stopped Di Xin's next movements with a sound.

Following Lu Minglan's voice, Di Xin saw Lu Yunsheng's family in the Lu residence for the first time.

Lu Mingyue hasn't left yet?

His eyes moved slightly, first of all he was surprised.

This morning, in Lu Yunsheng's memory, Lu Mingyue had already secretly left home and was no longer there.

But now, she was sitting between Lu Yunsheng's eldest son, Lu Mingqi, and his youngest daughter, Lu Mingxin, with her head lowered, her hands resting on the edge of the long table and mingling together, not daring to look at him.

If you don't go, you won't go.

Because of the regret of not having the original body, this Lu Mingyue is the same as all the other family members left behind by the original body. Whether he leaves or not, nothing will hinder him.

Withdrawing his attention from Lu Mingyue who was stared at at a loss, Di Xin nodded to Lu Minglan who had asked earlier, "Eat it yourself."

It was raining lightly outside the window.

Di Xin took one of the pitch-black umbrellas hanging on the side of the gate, and when he opened the door and walked out, he suddenly heard Lu Mingxin, the youngest daughter of Lu Yunsheng who had never spoken, comforting Lu Mingyue who was sitting beside her. , while pretending to complain softly to the rest of the people, "Dad doesn't know what's wrong, obviously he doesn't usually go out."

This timing was a little too ingenious, it just so happened that he had such a dispute with Lu Mingyue last night.

Early this morning, he didn't stay at home like the original body, but wanted to go out abnormally. Not only Lu Mingyue, who was born a little more sensitive than others, thought he didn't want to see her again, but even the other A few, most of them think so.

As soon as Lu Mingxin finished speaking, Di Xin, who was walking outside the door, heard Xie Ran put down the bowl and chopsticks in the next moment.

"Mingyue, don't think too much. There is no overnight feud between father and daughter. It's not like you don't know the old man's temperament. He has a good face. Maybe when he comes back from outside, he will have figured it out."

"Ah."

When the door was closed with a "click", Di Xin's keen ears finally caught Lu Mingyue's reply, which was as weak as a mosquito.

In my heart, I feel that the constant cutting and messy family relationships left by the original body are actually no less troublesome than the entangled and entangled love in the world that he is tired of.

Di Xin opened his umbrella, shook his head gently, and put all the troubles left by Lu Yunsheng behind him, and then stepped into the rain, gradually disappearing in the February rain in Shanghai.

Fenglai Tower.

Now one of the most famous theaters in Shanghai has been featured in Shanghai's daily newspapers several times, and the famous actors in it are no less sought after than Paramount's popular showgirls.

Whether it is Di Xin who has just come to this world, or Lu Yunsheng who is still clinging to the old glory after coming to Shanghai and is not willing to go out, they are all strangers to Fenglailou.

"Master, do you have a reservation?"

The little servant guarding the door bowed, took the rain-soaked umbrella from Di Xin's hand and hung it up, and asked with a smile on his face skillfully.

"Where is Pear Garden?"

"Master, come with me this way."

He didn't learn what the Westerners did. The young man was still wearing the rough clothes and jackets worn by poor people in the late Qing Dynasty. He walked ahead and led the way, but he consciously moved half of his body for the guests to show respect.

He led Di Xin upstairs, knocked on the door of an ornamental pavilion with a small sign of "Li Yuan" on the second floor, and waited for someone inside to answer, he opened the door for Di Xin, and guarded the door , Seeing that Di Xin had entered the pavilion, he closed the door again, and then left.

"I really didn't expect you, Lu Yunsheng, to have an appointment with our brothers in Shanghai one day."

Di Xin walked to the side of the wooden chairs in the pavilion where he could clearly see the stage on the first floor.On the other two wooden chairs lined up next to the wooden chair, one of them, who was as old as the original Lu Yunsheng, was the first to open his mouth with some scorn from the old days when he was in the army.

"Yes. What Lao Zhang said is true. I also thought that we would never see our former Zhenshanhu again."

Just as the man named Lao Zhang finished speaking, the man sitting next to him, who was meticulously dressed in western clothes, also taunted him.

Shanghai is famous for having a lot of foreign devils, and Japanese pirates dare not make trouble.Lu Yunsheng was not the only one who fled to Shanghai with his gold and silver and his family when he was in trouble in the Northeast.

Between warlords and warlords, even if they belong to the same faction, most of them are related to interests, and it is difficult to have a real heart-to-heart.But these two people, Zhang Kun and Qi Jue, were one of the few warlords who had sincere friendship with Yuanshen when they were in the Northeast.

Sitting down on the wooden chair, Di Xin didn't make a sound, insisting on arguing with them.

It turned out that after Lu Yunsheng fled to Shanghai, he couldn't let go of the past, clinging to the glory of the past, and even refused to agree to an appointment with his old friends.Now that he has become Lu Yunsheng, if he wants anything from them, he can only suffer their ridicule for nothing.

"Come on, let's stop talking about what's there and what's not. Say, what are you going to do with us brothers for the first time today?"

With his legs crossed, Zhang Kun felt resentful towards his good brother "Lu Yunsheng" for being estranged in the past few years, so he didn't raise his eyes to look at Di Xin, and just poured himself a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.

Di Xin unconsciously shifted his slightly indifferent eyes to Qi Jue

In Lu Yunsheng's memory, he was similar to Zhang Kun in the past, with an extremely fierce and wild temper.When two people whose tempers are on fire get together, how can there be no conflicts?

Most likely, only Qi Jue, who is so gentle that he doesn't look like a general who came from the battlefield, has the ability to reconcile people like Yuan Chen and Zhang Kun who are ready to use swords and guns if they disagree with each other.

But now, as soon as Qi Jue felt Di Xin's gaze on his face, he unconsciously lowered his head to avoid Di Xin's gaze, followed the teapot that Zhang Kun put down, and followed in front of his cup Pour a cup and drink it slowly.

After so many years of friendship, at the beginning, if you said to send troops to support, you could lead people to do it yourself. Now in Shanghai, you can throw it away in an instant.The pent-up anger in his heart didn't go away, so how could he help this heartless person to speak in front of Lao Zhang?

"boom"

Waiting for Qi Jue to be the same as Zhang Kun, clenched his hands tightly, and slammed the teacup down on the table, Di Xin finally looked away.

Originally, he didn't expect Zhang Kun and Qi Jue to give him any good looks.

Lu Yunsheng hadn't contacted them for so long, but today he made a phone call, and they were still invited, which was enough to show that in their hearts, they still recognized the original brother.

"Brother, I came here today, and I really want to ask you for something."

Wen has civil servants to govern the country, and military has soldiers to ensure peace.An emperor, he may not be successful in writing or military, but the prerequisite for him to ascend to the throne must be that he is extremely good at controlling people's hearts.

For example, at this time, Qi Jue and Zhang Kun should have laughed sarcastically when they heard that the "good brother" who hadn't contacted for so long came to ask for something.

But Di Xin's tone of voice was light and airy, and he didn't have the slightest humility to beg others. Instead, a "brother" and a "begging" fell heavily on their hearts, making them feel uncomfortable for a while.

"When will you Zhenshanhu come to ask for help?"

Zhang Kun's heart twisted, the words on his mouth were still piercing like a knife or a sword, but he still softened his heart for Di Xin who had Lu Yunsheng's skin in front of him.

silence.

Di Xin pursed his lips, blinked slowly, and then clearly stated his purpose

"I want to go back."

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1. I saw a little angel commenting on the side story about wanting the fox to live a miserable life. I don’t know what other little angels think. If most people want to read it, the author may consider writing it, but Even if it is written, it probably won't be too long

2. It should not be possible to add updates for the time being. The author is trying to ensure that during the Chinese New Year, he will not stop updating and hug the little angels.

3. The most important point is that tomorrow's update will probably be posted in the early morning, and the little angels who go to bed early should be able to see it the next day, and then continue to restore to 180000 posts in the future

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