Linluo sunset

After taking a shower, Leng Xizhao leaned on the window sill and looked out.

"What are you looking at?" Xi Teng walked up to him: "Aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Not sleepy." Thinking of the war in the Southwest and those inexplicable rumors, Leng Xizhao was always a little irritable.

"Sleep even if you are not sleepy, or you will lose energy tomorrow." Xi Tenglin rubbed his head.

Leng Xizhao glanced at Xi Tenglin and frowned: "There are so many things going on recently, why don't you seem in a hurry at all!"

"Is there any use in being anxious?" Xi Tenglin scratched his nose and asked.

...It's not very useful, but everyone is frowning, and you alone seem to be indifferent!Leng Xizhao muttered in her heart.

"The difficulty is to find a way to solve it, not to bother yourself." Xi Tenglin stretched out his hand to embrace Leng Xizhao: "Xichuan has always been short of water, so there is a kind of drip irrigation truck there. As for the plague of locusts in some places, there is a kind of tarantula in the northwest that eats locusts, and I have sent people to transport them; the water in the Baihe River has always been abundant, and it will definitely not dry up for no reason this year. I have also sent people to investigate. Is this enough?"

"... When did you do it?" Leng Xizhao's eyes widened.

"When you are treating the common people." Xi Teng felt helpless, this little guy really didn't think he could do anything but circle around him, did he?

"But you never told me." Leng Xizhao wrinkled her nose.

"Then now that I've told you, will you be able to sleep well?" Xi Tenglin looked at him with a smile on his face.

"..." Leng Xizhao blushed, rubbed off her shoes and crawled under the quilt.

"The world is so big, everything can't go smoothly." Xi Tenglin sat on the bed and pinched his face: "As long as you work hard, there is nothing that cannot be solved. The emperor has seen in the eyes of the people all these years, even No matter how many rumors are spread by people with ulterior motives, the people still have justice in their hearts."

Leng Xizhao nodded, and slept obediently with her eyes closed.

The next day, Xu Siting and Xi Tenglin went out early in the morning, and Leng Xizhao was bored, so she followed Wang Buhui to make medicine for Fang Xu.

"Yao...Yaoxian." Little Yaotong ran into the house panting: "That man has woken up!"

"Huh?" Wang Buhui was overjoyed, he gave Leng Xizhao the little cattail fan and ran to the dark room.

"Who is that person Yaoxian?" Fang Xu was curious: "So excited...is he a husband?"

Leng Xizhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she heard the words, and wondered if she wanted to find a chance to tell him, well, in fact, it would be better for a man and a woman to be together?Although I... uh... don't seem to be convincing.

Wang Buhui ran all the way to the dark room, and saw the person who had been sleeping for a month sitting in the sarcophagus.

"Come, come, show me." Wang Buhui stepped forward and grabbed the man's hand to feel the pulse without any explanation. After a while, he was complacent: "I'm not much different from Zhuge..."

There was no expression on the man's face, he was stunned, and he didn't look at Wang Buhui.

"Hey! I cured you!" Wang Buhui waved his hand in front of his eyes.

The man still didn't respond.

Wang Buhui brought his face closer to him, thinking that this person is blind?

The man frowned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to take off Wang Buhui's mask.

Wang Buhui was shocked, and wanted to cover his face with his hand, but the man grabbed his wrist first.

After a while, the man let go of Wang Buhui, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"What are you laughing at!" Wang Buhui glared at him.

"Just now I heard from that Yao boy that you are a medicine fairy?" The man said with a cynical expression, "My name is Xiao Zehuang."

"I don't care what your name is!" Wang Buhui thought in his heart whether he should kill himself or not.

"Don't worry." Xiao Zehuang seemed to see what Wang Buhui was thinking, and pointed to his left cheek: "I won't say anything about this."

Wang Buhui sniffled and put the mask back angrily.

Xiao Zehuang smiled, supported the sarcophagus and wanted to stand up, but tried a few times but couldn't do it, so he stretched out his hand to Wang Buhui: "Help me."

Wang Buhui with his nostrils turned upside down pretended he didn't see it. He stretched out his hand to remove my mask very quickly... Why are you pretending to be weak now!

Xiao Zehuang smiled wryly in her heart, she didn't feel any sensation in her two legs.

After a while, Wang Buhui glanced at Xiao Zehuang, saw that his face was ashen, so he frowned, and pulled his arm to help him up.

"No need." Xiao Zehuang looked a little sad.

Wang Buhui frowned, took out a silver needle and pricked his leg... There was no response, he took out the needle and looked at it again, and saw that the needle had turned green, so he was shocked: "You are Liaobei Someone from Xueluo Palace?"

"It's not anymore." Xiao Zehuang spread his hands.

"What are you doing here?" Wang Buhui's eyes darkened.

"I really didn't come to look for you." Xiao Zehuang was very frank: "I came here to join in the fun and investigate the dragon's veins. Who knew that I was hunted down as soon as I found out a little information, and then fled all the way to you. This Wuyou Valley..." Xiao Zehuang sighed: "If I knew it earlier, it would be better to let them kill it, and this mechanism of yours is too wicked."

"What did you find out?" Wang Buhui asked.

"Find out why those feudal lords in the southwest chose to rebel at this time, and why the Baihe River dried up." Xiao Zehuang narrowed his eyes.

"Do you know the reason?" Wang Buhui was overjoyed.

Xiao Zehuang smiled and nodded.

At the same time, Zhou Mu was chatting with a little girl in the village.

"Xiao Mu is home for dinner." Zhou Zi stepped forward to pat him.

Zhou Mu bid farewell to the little girl, stood up and turned to walk back.

Getting used to his indifference, Zhou Zi didn't care.

"Brother." While eating, Zhou Mu suddenly raised his head and called out.

"Huh?" Zhou Zi was pleasantly surprised, he was willing to talk to himself?

"The little girl just now, her little uncle was beaten to death for grabbing a bucket of water from others." Zhou Mu put down his chopsticks.

"En." Zhou Zi agreed perfunctorily, and brought Zhou Mu some food.

"You know it all, right?" Zhou Mu said in a flat voice, "There are so many people, you can obviously save them."

Zhou Zi hesitated when he heard the words, but still ate the soup on his own.

Zhou Mu looked at Zhou Zi disappointedly, stood up and walked out.

"Xiao Mu!" Zhou Zi called him from behind.

Zhou Muquan pretended not to hear.

"Xiao Mu." Zhou Zi caught up and hugged Zhou Mu tightly in his arms.

"...Brother." Zhou Mu pushed him, feeling warm liquid slipping down his neck.

"I love you the most in this life, how can I let you take risks." Zhou Zi's voice was hoarse.

One day when she was ten years old, Zhou Zi came home and found that everyone in the family was beaming. Later, she saw her newborn brother, with a small head and body, wrinkled powder puff, so ugly that he couldn't even open his eyes. But Zhou Zi still liked it very much, reached out and touched his little fist lightly, and felt that being an older brother felt so good for the first time.

Later, when Zhou Mu grew up a bit, the first thing he said was neither father nor mother, but an ambiguous elder brother. Zhou Zi was so happy that he hugged him and kissed him fiercely. While crying, I continued to call my brother.

Later, Zhou Mu began to pester himself to learn Kung Fu, but he couldn't resist his pestering, so Zhou Zi had no choice but to agree.Helplessly, Zhou Mu was only four or five years old at the time, with short arms and short legs, and he began to tremble as soon as his horse gait was pierced with half a stick of incense. Zhou Zi was frightened when he saw it, for fear that he would tire the child out of trouble.

Later, Zhou Mu started studying, relying on his own kung fu, he did a lot of things like teasing his wife and bullying his classmates. Every time someone came to the door angrily, Master Zhou would be so angry that he would look for help everywhere, but Zhou Zi desperately Protecting him, he wouldn't really hit him, at most he would just scold him and settle the matter.The only time when Zhou Zi was not around, Zhou Mu was mischievous and caused the teacher to fall into the latrine, so Master Zhou entered the ancestral hall in a rage, holding Zhou Mu's ear, and closed the door to prevent others from entering.After Zhou Zi came home the next day, she was secretly called to the bedroom by her mother, and with red eyes, she asked herself to go to the woodshed to see Zhou Mu.

firewood?Zhou Zi was taken aback, and immediately ran to the backyard. Seeing that the door of the firewood room was locked, he yelled a few words, but there was no movement inside. He panicked immediately, and couldn't wait to ask his father for the key, so he picked up the ax twice. He opened the door and went in to see Zhou Mu sitting in the corner, holding his knees and looking at him with tears in his eyes.

"Why didn't you agree when I asked you just now?" Zhou Zi heaved a sigh of relief, squatting in front of him and complaining.

"Brother." Zhou Mu felt aggrieved, and started crying while hugging Zhou Zi: "My butt hurts, I'm hungry, and I'm still cold."

"Who told you to bully Mr.?" Zhou Zi was distressed and angry: "You are already seven years old, why don't you study hard?"

Zhou Mu didn't speak, and continued to cry.

Zhou Zi had no choice but to carry Zhou Mu back to the room.

"What if Daddy asks?" Zhou Mu sat on the bed very nervously.

"Father asked me to carry it for you." Zhou Zi looked at Zhou Mu's swollen little hands like steamed buns and felt distressed: "You are stupid, you won't run away when Daddy hits you?"

"Run away, I can't run away." Zhou Mu said while twitching, "My butt hurts too...Brother, did my father pick me up?"

"If you picked it up, I would have thrown you away!" Master Zhou was so angry when he heard this sentence just as he walked to the door, he almost lost his breath. "Brother!" Zhou Mu lost his mind.

Zhou Zi looked at Zhou Mu who was entwined around her body like a small octopus, and was speechless.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mrs. Zhou dragged her master back to the bedroom.

"Did you remember this time?" Zhou Zi dragged Zhou Mu, and said while applying medicine for him.

"Yeah." Zhou Mu nodded while eating snacks.

"Do you know what's wrong with you?" Zhou Zi continued, thinking that the little guy is not unreasonable, you see, it's not that he knew he was wrong.

"The next time you do something bad, you have to wait until your brother and mother are at home." Seven-year-old Zhou Xiaomu answered seriously.

Looking at his sincere eyes, Zhou Zi wanted to hit the wall in depression.