General, this plot is wrong

Lu Ting, who got Ji You Pao down twice and finally found him, saw Helian Hun appearing, his eyes changed.

He Lianhun is not a real general.

He was a son of a slave, and his biological mother was a Han who snatched the Dayue clan as a slave when King Hulun of the Dayan clan attacked Dayan in the early years.Because of her beauty, she was raped by King Hulun after drinking, and finally gave birth to He Lianhun.

Because of his humble background, he suffered a lot when he was young, and it was not until he worked hard and showed his intelligence that King Hulun and the entire Dayue clan paid attention to him.

Lu Ting has lived in Guiyan City for many years, although he rarely met Helian Hun on the battlefield, he still knows him well.

He is the eldest prince of the Dayue clan who is most likely to succeed to the throne. He Lianba's adviser, he is proficient in Dayan official dialect, and he is familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics. If he is allowed to take the imperial examination in Dayan, he may even win three yuan.

When seeing the description of the Hu businessman in Chu Heng's letter, Lu Ting guessed that it might be Helian Hun.

Only this person can communicate in Dayan openly and aboveboard without letting others see any flaws.

"He Lai's purpose is to go back to the birth mother's hometown, take a look at the water and soil of the hometown instead of the seriously ill mother, and then ask a doctor to go back to Dayue's to see the mother." When He Lianhun spoke, his eyes kept looking at Chu Heng walked on, "My mother has always missed Dayan very much. If I can hear the local accent, I am afraid that the pain in my body will be better."

Naturally, no one believed Helian Hun's words.

The Dayu family was good at fighting, and invaded the small countries outside the Dayan Pass like their own back garden.

In recent years, several countries have been invaded by the Dayue Clan, resulting in the destruction of the country. Even Qu Zhi, which is the most rich in Hu people's beauties, has become a thing of the past more than ten years ago.

Therefore, it is said that He Lianhun just came to Dayan to replace his biological mother to see his hometown and listen to the accent, but all Han people who know the Dayue family will sneer.

Although Chu Heng had doubts about this person's identity for a long time, and had his own vague guesses in his heart, Lu Ting's words still surprised him.

As a royal family, they can still come and go freely in Dayan as if they were in the land of no one...

Chu Heng glanced at Helian Hun. As a young man who was born and raised in a peaceful age, it was inevitable that he felt disgusted in his heart.

He has never experienced any battles, and the time when Bieyun Villa resisted the bandits was only out of self-defense.However, the blood stained on the hands of the man in front of him came from countless innocent people, some from Dayan, some from Quzhi who had been exterminated, and even other unnamed tribes outside the customs.

He Lianhun probably saw this kind of look too much, and didn't care about Chu Heng's scrutiny. Instead, he spread his hands openly: "I have seen examples like yours in your Han books, and it is said that they are called Longyang Zhihao. , also known as the addiction to broken sleeves?"

Seeing Chu Heng stare a few times, He Lian laughed so hard that his throat was itchy, and he couldn't help coughing twice: "Actually, if you are willing to follow me to the Dayue clan, some of the Dayue clan are stronger and stronger than General Lu. Shuo's son, if you want as many as you want, I will find you some..."

"No need!"

Without the black light bow, without the dust-repelling gun, Lu Ting is still a fierce general of Dayan.

Helian Hun obviously would not give him this chance.Since he dared to come to Changqiu Temple, he expected to find Chu Heng here, and the followers under him would not just wait at the foot of the mountain, they had already followed him into the temple and hid around.As long as Helian Hun gave an order, these warriors who were disguised and tried their best to hide their hostility would rush out like fierce tigers.

However, He Lianhun miscalculated Lu Ting.

Lu Ting didn't have a sword in his hand, but it didn't prevent him from fighting close to hand.

"In the winter of the second year of Taihe, when it snowed heavily in the north, King Hulun led [-] soldiers and horses to harass Yulan City on the border of Dayan, beheading hundreds of officers and soldiers of Yulan City, and looting countless women and children."

"In the autumn of the third year of Taihe, the eldest prince Helianba killed me and returned to the people of Yanyan."

"In the winter of the sixth year of Taihe, King Hulun intercepted and killed the caravans going in and out of Guiyan City. King Qing led his troops and severely injured King Hulun. Within half a month, King Hulun angrily killed the Han slaves in his house, and even cooked human flesh and sent them to Returning to Prince Qing's Mansion in Yancheng, they call it 'two-legged sheep'."

Every word he said was full of killing intent, and every fist was attacking the deadliest place.

He Lianhun avoided Lu Ting's oncoming punch, and was about to frown, but when he heard Chu Heng's sudden question, his feet froze.

"How long has it been since you saw your biological mother?"

He Lianhun was like a lion awakened in an instant, looking at Chu Heng with heavy eyes: "What is the meaning of this, sir?"

Chu Heng twisted the silver needle in his hand, and only waited for him to do harm to Lu Ting, and he did it directly: "There is no other intention."

He didn't believe in Helian Hun's intelligence, and couldn't understand the meaning of his words.Since King Hulun can hold the "two-legged sheep", he must be merciless to the female slaves of the Han people, and Helian Hun's biological mother is still just a slave girl, and is now seriously ill...

Helianhun's followers heard the movement at this moment, and finally rushed to the foot of the pagoda.Lu Ting, who had fought against them many times, was standing next to Chu Heng, who was "deceived corpse", and was about to jump on him and shout for beating and killing.

Chu Heng pointed out the silver needle vigilantly.At this time, Lu Ting also calmed down, staring at everyone in front of him like a leopard ready to kill at any time.

But Helian Hun stopped the attendant at this moment: "Go back!"

He didn't dare to gamble.

His biological mother who is seriously ill is his only concern now. If Chu Sanlang didn't mention this matter today, he almost forgot that he has sneaked into Dayan for so long, and he has never received a letter from his biological mother's pen.Only King Hulun briefly mentioned the recent situation of his biological mother in his letters again and again.

"master?"

"Go back!" He Lianhun yelled, as if he wanted to remember Chu Heng firmly, and the eagle stared at him, "Chu Sanlang, I hope I won't meet you on the battlefield in the future."

Chu Heng was silent, and Lu Ting had already stood in front of him.However, across Lu Ting, he could still feel Helian Hun's gaze.It wasn't until the person left that the line of sight finally disappeared.

The devout men and women who offered incense here and there in the main hall of Changqiu Temple have left one after another.

The box where the incense money is placed is wiped clean every day, but it cannot be prevented that the inside is also clean.Even on the first day of the new year, there are only a few people who are willing to go to the temple to offer incense.

When Chu Heng and Lu Ting arrived in the hall, the little novice was gathering incense candles: "Your Majesty is here!"

"The host has gone back?"

Because it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, Master Minghui did not just stay in the meditation room to chant scriptures like in the past, but now the main hall is empty, only a few half-grown monks are packing up incense, candles and ashes, no one else is seen.

The little novice looked at the tall man standing beside Chu Hen, and folded his hands respectfully: "The host has returned to the meditation room." He paused, and then asked, "This... pilgrim next to Mr. Lang, does he need to stay overnight? "

"need……"

"No need."

Chu Heng turned his head.Lu Ting nodded: "I haven't seen Sanlang for a long time, so we will naturally have a full night's talk tonight."

The little novice did not doubt that he was there.The corners of Chu Heng's eyes twitched, and when the little novice turned around, he unceremoniously stepped on Lu Ting's foot.

The latter's expression remained unchanged, but he stretched out his hand to hold Chu Heng's cool hand hidden under his sleeve.

Rubbing with fingertips, finally warmed it up.

Minghui sat cross-legged on the bed, twisting Buddhist beads in his hands.When Chu Heng reached the door, he paused with his fingers, and opened his mouth to allow people to enter the house.

"Master." Chu Heng pointed to the stool in the room, and let Lu Ting, who never left, sit on the side, and then walked in front of Minghui. After giving birth, although I can't be as clear-sighted as ordinary people, but it will no longer hinder my life."

Hearing what Chu Heng said, Minghui finished reading the scriptures in his mouth and slowly opened his eyes.

"Sanlang is leaving?" He turned his head and squinted his eyes in Lu Ting's direction, "Sitting a little far away, I can't see what he looks like."

Just as Chu Heng was about to speak, Minghui closed his eyes again and said, "However, the person who can run all the way to save you may not be a rogue."

Chu Heng turned his head, looked at Lu Ting who was not a "roe-headed mouse-eyed person", remembered Minghui's inexplicable recommendation for him to go to the Futu Pagoda, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Master, is it on purpose to let me go to the Futu Pagoda?"

Minghui opened one eye and blinked: "What do you think?"

Chu Heng: "..."

Minghui doesn't look like an ordinary monk, but apart from the relationship between Changqiu Temple and the imperial palace in the early years, there seems to be no other special place.

Chu Heng did not continue to question, and accompanied by Lu Ting, he performed acupuncture for Minghui for the last time.

Those silver needles, trembling under Chu Heng's hands, pierced into the skin steadily, dredging the meridians and blood vessels under the skin.

At this time, Chu Heng couldn't help but sigh.

As a scientific researcher, Chu Heng was almost lured into the door of Chinese medicine by his grandfather when he was a teenager.It was all the weird gizmos brought by the uncles at home, who turned a corner and pulled him to another world.

However, if grandpa knew that his grandson, who went to do scientific research in the past, had joined Chinese medicine again after wearing a book, would he be so angry that he picked up a broom and chased him all over the yard to beat him.

"Sauro."

"Saburo?"

It wasn't until Lu Ting's call came from beside him that Chu Heng realized that he was in a daze unconsciously.

"It's time to get the needle." Lu Ting kept counting the time, saw that Chu Heng was silent, and only when he approached did he realize that he was lost in the sky.

Chu Heng smiled awkwardly, took off the needle, and wiped off the special plaster that was applied on Minghui's eyelids to improve eyesight.

"Master, open your eyes slowly and look at me first." Chu Heng said as he walked back to the door of the meditation room, leaning against the door, and met Minghui's opened eyes, "Master, my figure Can you see clearly?"

Seeing Minghui nodding, Chu Heng immediately took two steps forward.Every few steps I approached, I asked the same question repeatedly, so as to determine the range of sight that Minghui could see clearly.

"What about this person?" Chu Heng walked to Lu Ting, pointed at Minghui, "Master, let's see if you can see this person's appearance clearly."

Lu Ting was standing a little farther than Chu Heng's last stand, Minghui looked towards him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

With just one glance, his expression changed drastically.

"This benefactor, is his surname Lu?"

When Minghui spoke suddenly, Chu Heng was stunned.He naturally didn't miss Minghui's sudden change of expression just now, but the great monk quickly regained his composure, squinting at Lu Ting, as if looking for something on his face.

Lu Ting didn't like other people's stares, so he frowned, "Exactly."

Minghui took a deep breath: "Your father, but you are the Marquis of Jingyuan?"

He paused, then asked again: "Your mother, are you okay?"

Lu Ting was silent.Seeing this, Chu Heng shook his hand, stepped forward a few steps, and blocked Minghui's sight.

"Master, your eyes have only recovered to this point, so you should rest more. Chu will not disturb Master."

As he spoke, he turned around, grabbed Lu Ting's wrist, and was about to lead him out of the meditation room.

However, the moment the door closed.

The two of them clearly heard Minghui's long sigh in the room.

"It's a sin..."