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"Fang Jin, I have a strange story here, do you want to listen to it?"

"What story?" Fang Jin sat down and asked.

"A story of death and resurrection."

"Back to life?" Fang Jin smiled, "It seems interesting, tell me, I'm listening."

So Luo Ping said slowly.

Fang Jin has always known that Zhou Tang likes to read books about ghosts, and he presumably was influenced by Luo Ping.He has also read a lot of strange stories, mostly as entertainment.

He never expected that there was a story that could make him believe it so much and bewildered him.

Luo Ping said that there was a courtier who wanted to be an official since he was a child. When he was young, every time he heard that an official was passing by the official road in his hometown, he would run a few miles to see it.He always thought, if one day he could sit in those sedan chairs carried by many people, how awesome it would be.

Later, when he grew up and read a lot of sage books, he began to understand what is ideal and what is ambition, and he wrapped all the integrity he read in the book on himself, and he went to Beijing for the exam with full of enthusiasm.At that time, he was no longer thinking about the sedan chair, but the place closest to the emperor in the legend.

He was very lucky and became an official as he wished, but this was not enough. He also wanted to be a bigger official, to be supported by more people, and to hold more power, so he put those strengths of character All the integrity was stripped from his body, and he became a complete official fan.

If he had left something memorable during those years, it would be his admiration for a girl and his confrontation with a stubborn child.In his eyes, although these two people were born in the royal family, they have nothing to do with those dirty fights.In the end, he still wanted to carve out a clean place in his heart.

His official career had ups and downs, he went through several twists and turns, and finally, when he had no choice, he returned to the side of the boy he had taught on a whim, but never had any expectations.Not to mention any assistance, he just wanted to find a place for himself, so he followed him all the time.

To his surprise, the child approached the high throne step by step, and finally added a yellow robe.And he finally realized his greatest wish, becoming the person closest to the emperor in the entire court.

Due to the favor of the holy favor, his status is very unusual, sometimes even surpassing the etiquette of the monarch and his ministers, so many people call him a courtier.But with the power in hand, he couldn't be easily slandered.

It's just that some things are still different from what he thought.

Year after year, he found that the only clean place left in his heart was gone.

The child who once relied on him to trust him became suspicious of him and put him to death with three heinous crimes.

The courtier who brought disaster to the country and the people died, but that dynasty eventually came to an end.

After the death of that person, he felt unwilling, never crossed the Naihe bridge, never drank Mengpo soup, burned all the past in the city of vain death, and then started this life again.

Restarting everything, he can predict the causes, processes and results of all the events of the year. He thought that he could avoid disasters and avoid disasters, but who would have thought that because of his subconscious intervention, his fate would take a completely different track.

That person wanted to see a different ending, but he was terrified of the road leading to this unknown ending, so that he was a bit like a ghost.

He can only do his best so that every step will not go wrong.

If that child does something that deviates from the way of being a king, brother Zhongli, do you think he can stand by and do nothing?

Fang Jin was silent for a long time after listening, he couldn't tell whether this was a story or the truth.

According to his understanding, the first half of the story was clearly about Luo Ping himself and Zhou Tang, but the second half was too bizarre.

On the one hand, he believes that people cannot be resurrected after death, otherwise the world would not be in chaos. On the other hand, he also feels that Luo Ping can indeed see the opportunity sometimes.

Fang Jin hesitated and asked, "Brother Mu Quan, have you... died once?"

Luo Ping shook his head and laughed, "It's just a story, why should Zhongli take it seriously. No one can treat life and death as a trifle, and no one can predict the future. I just hope you don't indulge the prince too much, and don't interfere with my persuasion. What I want to see is an ending where no one has any regrets."

The handle of the fan was tapped repeatedly in the palm of his hand. Luo Ping spoke lightly, but Fang Jin thought more about it.

With a slap, the fan fell for the last time, and Fang Jin sighed with a smile: "Mu Quan, Mu Quan, you really have a delicate heart, you are so careful in every step, and you count me into it. I really don't know if Zhou Tang is leaving What kind of luck is it that you can be so devoted to him."

"Zhongli is absurd."

"Isn't it? You told me so much, it's not about this operation at all, but you want to accept my loyalty for Zhou Tang."

"..."

"Whether the story you told is true or not, whether I believe it or not, it is a great temptation to me, because you are almost telling me clearly that Zhou Tang will become the king of the Great Cheng. If I say I was still a little shaken before, and I wanted to use this action to test Zhou Tang's ability. Now you are asking me to dispel these concerns. You want to use your position as an important minister next to the emperor to lure me to help him plan everything well. ,Is it?"

"..." Luo Ping raised his eyebrows, "isn't Zhongli an exquisite heart? Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush anymore. I've been the prince's wife for such a long time, so I know him well. His thoughts It’s always good, but it’s just lack of experience, and it often doesn’t consider the details carefully, such as the evils of intruding on the common people this time, I believe that if Brother Zhongli can polish it a little, it will be resolved.”

It was dusk, and the two gradually couldn't see each other's faces clearly.The oil lamp was right in front of him, but no one lit it.Fang Jin stared into Luo Ping's eyes in the dark.

The light hidden in the darkness, like water ripples under the moonlight, rippled towards him bit by bit, waiting for his response.

Fang Jin couldn't help thinking, how could there be such a person?

In this world, how can there be such a person who understands his mind and can confront him tit for tat?

Boya Ziqi is just a bosom friend, and the relationship between him and Luo Muquan is like the sound of the piano in the high mountains and flowing water, mixed with clanging war drums, and the blood rushing against the eardrums, it is a kind of pleasure of meeting opponents.

He laughed: "Okay, don't wait until tomorrow, I'll go to Zhou Tang to discuss the countermeasures again."

Luo Ping's goal was achieved, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I thank you in advance, but it's getting late today, and the prince has been tired all day, so I'd better do it tomorrow..."

"Mu Quan, you always think about him, and you want to arrange everything for him properly, but have you ever thought about his youthful nature, sometimes he just wants to rush forward and don't want to be controlled by others?"

"……What's the meaning?"

"It means that after three days, he lied to you. He thinks that he can prove to you in three days that his method is correct. The real departure date is tonight. A night raid."

Luo Ping was startled: "Tonight?!"

It was the end of the Xu period, that is to say, the Nanshan bandits were about to line up.

Fang Jin lit the oil lamp, and Luo Ping's face looked pale under the light.For some reason, he suddenly wanted to know the answer to a question: "Mu Quan, do you really think that the person in the story can change his own destiny?"

Luo Ping looked up at him: "What?"

"Haven't you thought about it? If you do it all over again, maybe that child will have a better ending if he doesn't become the emperor? That person will no longer be a courtier, nor will he die under the imperial power."

"I haven't thought about it." Luo Ping replied.

"why?"

"In that case, there will be too many regrets. Only the selfish ghost who died once will be fulfilled."

Fang Jin went to find Zhou Tang.

At that time, Zhou Tang was making the final arrangements. When he saw Fang Jin coming, he asked, "If you delay him for a while, you won't have to chat for so long, will you, Master, have you slept yet?"

"Sleep?" Fang Jin raised his eyebrows, "I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep well tonight."

"Ah?" Zhou Tang put down the vermilion pen, a little guilty, "Did he see anything? Is he going to stop me?"

"My lord, sometimes I'm really not worth it for him."

"What's wrong with me? I shouldn't have lied to him, but I also don't want him to worry. If he wants to scold me, he can wait until I return from my triumphant return. Then maybe he won't be willing to scold me because he sees my ability. "

"..." Fang Jin didn't want to say anything.

For him, Luo Ping put his heart into the long river, scattered with the spring water.

Fang Jin knew that Luo Ping only had one person in his eyes, as if he only lived for that person.To be honest, he was really jealous of Zhou Tang.

"Forget it, give me your strategy book."

"Didn't you say not to intervene this time and let me take care of it alone?"

"Your little master won't let me!" Fang Jin said bitterly.

Fang Jin added a new battle plan with a few strokes to the strategy and topographic map that had not been mentioned.

After Zhou Tang saw it, his eyes lit up and he said again and again: "That's right! The Nanshan bandits drove the pursuers to the vicinity of the village, and then I changed into the identity of the prince and led the guards to pursue them. I don't have to fight them hard. You can win a good name for the 'King of Yue' just by showing it to the villagers, and then use falling stones to catch them all, this is really killing two birds with one stone!"

"That's what I said, but it may be a little dangerous for you to do so, my lord."

"I have a sense of proportion. I just lead them into the stone formation. My horse is fast, and nothing will happen."

The two discussed the details again, and at the end of Haishi, the Nanshan bandits had assembled and went down the mountain in line.

When they left the mountain gate, Fang Jin and Zhou Tang saw Luo Ping waiting there.

Zhou Tang was stunned for a moment because of guilt, but Fang Jin got off his horse and came to Luoping.

After all, Luo Ping was worried: "How is it? Has it been renegotiated? There is no chance... um."

At night, the mountain wind was very strong, blowing Luoping's hair into a mess, and when he was talking, a strand of long hair floated into his mouth against his cheek, cutting off his words.

Fang Jin's eyes were full of helplessness, and he reached out to brush the hair on his cheeks and tucked it behind his ears: "I said, brother Mu Quan, are you so worried about me? Since I promised you, I must make sure that he is safe."

Watching Fang Jin's movements, Zhou Tang felt a sudden surge of unhappiness in his heart, kicked his feet, and used lightness kung fu to fly over directly from the horse.

He waved away Fang Jin's hand, embraced Luo Ping and said, "Little master, why did you come out in such a light outfit? Go back quickly. Don't worry, we will return in triumph. I apologize to you."

"..." Luo Ping pursed his lips and looked at him, clearly still angry, but couldn't move his eyes.

Although he disguised himself as a young boy, the boy's face was still heroic, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, as well as the smugness all over his body, which made him startled.

"Little master..." Zhou Tang called to him with great aggrievedness. Seeing that he ignored him, he suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered a word.

The pinna was swept by the hot air, Luo Ping instinctively took a big step back, then hurriedly bowed and said: "I see, I wish the prince and the village master come back with victory as soon as possible, Luo Ping is here to wait for the good news."

Looking helplessly at the young master's ears turning red, but his embrace was empty, Zhou Tang was full of reconciliation.

Fang Jin watched from the side, and smiled gloatingly.

The cottage was almost empty, leaving only some handymen and two teams of guards guarding the village.

The daily noise suddenly quieted down, Luo Ping felt a little uncomfortable, and wanted to go to Tingting's room to chat, but was told that Tingting also went with the village owner and the others.

Luo Ping thinks about it too, Ting Ting is not happy to be a bandit, he must run faster than anyone else to kill a bandit, not to mention that Zhou Tang already has the bearing to be followed.Although the two of them either quarreled or fought when they met, Ting Ting was willing to help Zhou Tang.

But that child is also the same, he just ran away without telling him, and he didn't come out to say hello to him just now, this move is very similar to someone.

Thinking of all these things, Luo Ping went back to his room and turned on the oil lamp.

The light of the fire danced and shrouded a haze in the dark night. Luo Ping couldn't sleep, so he stared at it in a trance.

Before leaving, Zhou Tang whispered in his ear: "Go and light a lamp for me."

As expected, Zhou Tang deliberately left the book "The Heaven is as Cool as Water" at his place.

——Stairs are like buildings, and the sky steps are as cool as water; the lonely lamp is like a dream, and young people don't know the taste of love.

This light will stay on until the day he returns.

Just like the ending of that story.