Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

To win the three armies bravely is to be the champion.

"Mighty, is this title appropriate?"

"Your Majesty Shengming."

The mighty Marquis attended the ceremony, and under the nine-story stage, the bead curtain blocked the emperor's gaze, whether he was indifferent or caring, no one knew.

In recent years, the atmosphere in the temple has become more and more treacherous. The emperor has long since faded away from the high spirits he had when he first ascended the throne. Similar incidents are not uncommon in history books.

The emperor became obsessed with alchemists, sealed Longhu Mountain, invited three national teachers, and opened a furnace to make alchemy all day long. The world's treasures flowed into the Minghuang Palace, and they were thrown into the alchemy furnace as if they didn't want money. .

Even the court hall is full of medicinal herbs Qihuang, the emperor's heart can be imagined.

Some ministers sighed with their friends in private that His Majesty is seeking longevity, and he is bewildered.

Shaking his head and regretting his wrist, he threw his glass angrily.

This page was so drunk that he didn't wake up the next day. The soldiers rushed into the mansion like wolves and tigers, found armor and crossbows, conspired against him with a single piece of paper, walked on the guillotine, and went to the west.

The more times similar things happen, the fewer people dare to talk about the emperor in private.

When the ministers met, they just looked at each other, and then stared at their toes, not daring to say much.

It was in such an atmosphere of depressing day by day that frontier news came one after another. ,

The emperor Longyan was very happy, and laughed with the mighty Marquis.

"This young general is still in the same family as Aiqing."

Just laugh, and ask a question.

"Speaking of which, Weiwu, where is your brat now?"

Mighty Marquis said.

"I don't know."

"Perhaps, he died long ago."

"died?"

The emperor read the words, and turned his eyes to the memorial in his hand again, but when he saw the age spots on the withered palms, the joy in his eyes disappeared, replaced by disgust and horror hidden deep inside.

"Champion, be champion."

He threw down the memorial, lost interest, and waved his hand.

"The fighting is over, call the champion Hou back to the capital, and let me take care of him too."

"Yes."

The mighty Marquis closed his eyes in the carriage and rested his mind, thinking about His Majesty's various actions, while passing through the downtown area, he suddenly heard someone clamoring, his tone was fierce and emotional, and he seemed to be cursing such words as a dude.

Is there a conflict between the prince's children?
Mighty Marquis didn't want to pay attention until he heard the man shouting.

"Haha, what about Lu Mingfei, I haven't heard from you for three years, so I'm afraid he died in some stinky ditch long ago!"

Mighty Marquis slowly opened his eyes.

Someone beside the car spoke in a low voice.

"Master Hou."

"Take that man..."

Mighty Marquis stopped again.

Such a situation is really rare for him.

I always plan before acting, and my energy-raising skills are perfect, but like this time, I hesitate to speak.

The person outside the car was still making noise. I thought someone's children had conflicts again. In the capital, this kind of fact is not worth mentioning. It's good that there are few noble children. Thinking about it carefully, it's not a big surprise. After all, their fathers and grandparents worked hard and earned their fortunes, but what they did was not just to make their children and grandchildren have the capital to squander and act recklessly.

For the sake of the world and the people, there are either no such people, or too few.

"Master Hou."

The man outside the car asked again.

He is waiting for orders, as long as the mighty Marquis gives an order, no matter what his background is, he can be taken down. If he has the guts to chew on the young master's tongue, he must be prepared to pay the price.

His Majesty's words and demeanor flashed in Wei Wuhou's mind.

Have you found it?

Also.

After all, it is His Majesty.

Speaking of which, it was the only way for his carriage to cause trouble, and someone blatantly defamed his son.

Where in the world is there such a coincidence.

He smiled.

He sighed quietly in his heart.

Your Majesty.

"Go back."

"Yes."

…………

Champion Hou has returned to Beijing.

On this day, the alleys are empty, hawkers, scholars, butchers, wine sellers, knife repairers, rice pickers, and restaurant owners, all living beings are in various forms, all beaming.

They surrounded both sides of the road, head on tiptoe, a child riding on his father's neck, a few hooligans scrambling up to other people's eaves, selling melons, fruits, porcelain, and candied haws. They walked back and forth non-stop. I can't melt it down either.

"Have you heard, the champion Hou Kejun!"

"Excuse me, please let me pass it in a low voice."

"What are you doing so close, you sour scholar?"

"To tell you the truth, Xiao Ke has nothing else to do, only one painting is still good. This one, I heard that the champion will return to Beijing, and several families asked me to place an order. The price is 50 taels, for a painting of the champion. portrait."

As soon as these words came out, the people around all gasped and rubbed their teeth.

50 Liang asked for a painting, seeing the sour scholar in front of him, who is not a master of painting, but paid such a high price, presumably, the drunkard's intention was not to drink.

Those who seek paintings are not seeking paintings, but the young man on the white horse in this painting.

Speaking of the white horse, some people shook their heads and showed off.

Strange to say, one day the champion Hou camped, and there was a pool of water not far away. Several soldiers went to fetch the water, but none of them came back. This aroused the champion Hou's curiosity. A white horse like snow, with its head bowed beside the pool, its fur is as shiny as jade, very beautiful.

This is the white horse of the champion.

No matter how clever and picky the horse master is, he has to give a thumbs up when he sees it. This is really good. The first-class horse in the world is even worthy of the word "dragon". It is not an exaggeration to call it a dragon horse. .

Here is the white horse, and there is the record of the champion.

The so-called champion is the man who bravely crowned the three armies. It is said that this man is even more powerful, and he can kill the enemy as easily as eating and drinking.

In just three years, he became a marquis. Although he had the favor of the emperor, he also had solid military achievements. The number of enemy generals who died under Fang Tian's halberd was too many to count. The rules of the Great Zhou Dynasty, The head of a general is comparable to a hundred ordinary soldiers.

This is also the reason why the champion Hou likes the front-line fighters the most.

Speaking of which, there is another interesting fact, what is the place of the army, and this is where the fighting warriors are referring. Seeing this guy named Lu Mingze snowballing military achievements with his brute force, no one will be jealous, I also want to know, everyone has two shoulders and one head, how could it be possible to make you Lu Mingze special in front of others.

So some people followed Lu Mingfei to play this battle general.

But the barbarians grew up on horseback. It was said that they could ride horses even from birth. If they fought with them, the consequences could be imagined.

After three generals died in a row, no one played generals anymore, and Lu Mingze's reputation in the middle of Junzhong also improved day by day. After all, they used three lives to prove that Lu Mingze could do it. They really can't do it.

If the skills are not as good as people, then recognize it.

Suddenly, the crowd became lively.

Pushing and shoving, shoulder to shoulder.

"Squeeze what! Squeeze what!"

"What happened!"

"Won't you watch it!"

"Mother!"

"Come on! Take care of your child!"

"What the hell happened!"

Finally, some people in front got impatient, put down their tiptoes, and turned around to talk to them.

"What's the noise? Didn't you see that the champion is coming!"

After a moment of bewilderment, people quickly changed to excited expressions.

"Champion Hou!"

"Where is it!"

"let me see!"

The soldiers maintaining order steadied their horses and leaned back hard.

They exchanged surprised looks with each other. The reputation of this champion is really...

The old general held his sword and stared at the white horse approaching in the distance. On it was a young man in high spirits, and the people around him were noisy.

"It's like."

Hearing this, the excited adjutant asked curiously.

"what did you say?"

The general smiled slightly, his eyes drifted away, as if he had traveled the long river of time until that day came.

"Do you know, 20 years ago, there was a man who paraded through the streets on horseback, and the capital city was empty for him."

"who is it?"

"Mighty Marquis."

The white horse who was born and died together with Lu Mingfei, now enjoys the glory that everyone is looking forward to with him.

Behind the bronze mask is an indifferent gaze.

The battlefield is a place where meritorious deeds are made, and it is also a place where people are tempered. It has only been three years, and the heartless young man who smiled all day long is no longer found.

Lu Mingfei has seen too many lives and deaths with his eyes. The person who led him into the army died, the caravan guards who joined the army with him died, and the soldiers also died batch after batch.

It was once just a sentence in a picture book, but now that I think about it, it is so painful.

Three years later, military meritorious service made him a Marquis, among them were the Barbarian Lion Mountain and the Sea of ​​Blood. The mask, which was originally bronze, now also showed a bit of dark red.

Crossing a horse and parading through the streets should be one of the most beautiful things for a man, but it is so weird here in Lu Mingfei. All the hustle and bustle, when his white horse passes, is like a ladle of ice water being poured on the head, people's faces The smile on his face gradually subsided, and the movement of crowding forward also stopped suddenly, hesitating, not daring to move forward, and even retreating.

I don't know who's child clenched his fists, and cried out with a wow, the woman hurriedly covered it with her hands, with an expression of indescribable panic, and even when she discovered that the man on the white horse looked at him Finally, his face turned pale instantly, his lips trembled involuntarily, as if he would shed tears in the next second.

Lu Mingfei looked at him for a while, and the woman felt that the seconds seemed like years, and his child was struggling desperately. He didn't think about anything, but subconsciously followed the force, repeating in his heart.

Be good, be good, let's be quiet, don't cry, if you cry again, if you cry again, both of us will die!

But, maybe it’s just like the old saying, whatever you’re most afraid of, you’ve prayed desperately in your heart, but it’s still useless.

When the woman heard the voice of the man on the white horse, she was surprised, it was very pleasant to hear, as crisp and clear as the young man next door.

"let go."

"She's going to die."

The woman was stunned until a hand wrapped in iron armor took her daughter away from her arms.

The woman suddenly woke up, and desperately wanted to get her daughter back, but for a moment, she didn't know what to do, so she simply bent her knees and wanted to kneel on the ground.

"Stay here."

Champion Hou held her back.

The woman looked up, and what she saw was the visor of the champion Hou, which looked like a ghost.

And the smiling daughter in his arms.

It's just that Nannan's complexion was a little blue, she panicked again, and suddenly remembered what the champion said before.

"Let go, she will die."

After a while of fear, the woman realized that just before that, she almost killed her daughter.

"Come."

Champion Hou returned the child to her.

The woman wiped her two hands on the clothes, took them over carefully, looked at the smiling face of her daughter, she cried in an instant, tears fell down her face, the girl struggled and tried to hide .

The woman quickly wiped her eyes and coaxed her daughter well. When she came back to her senses and wanted to kneel down to the champion, the snow-like white horse had already disappeared at the end of the street.

The general who maintained order shook his head and sighed.

"The champion is the champion, after all, it is different from the mighty Marquis."

"Aren't they all military meritorious titles, what's the difference?"

He glanced at the adjutant's youthful face.

"The mighty Marquis is handsome, and he is decisively victorious thousands of miles away."

"The champion is a general, he can behead the general and capture the flag, and he can charge into battle."

"At the end of the day, they're still different."

The adjutant seemed to want to say something, perhaps because of the authority of the officer, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

These two are not the only ones who compare Champion Hou and Mighty Marquis.

Just as the adjutant said, they are all conferred with military merits, and they are all paraded through the streets with high spirits. The mighty Marquis and the Champion Marquis seem to be born to be compared.

But the difference between the two is too great.

Marquis Wei Wu was a scholar at first, and he also used the art of war when he led troops to fight. He could make strategies, set strategies, and put the right people in the right positions.

Champion Hou was different, he never cared about any strategy or strategy, to put it bluntly, the art of war was nothing more than the technique of using the weak to defeat the strong, and the Champion Hou himself was already strong enough.

The traffic in front is sparse, it is the residence of the foreign king, the soldiers are a little strange, they don't go this way when they go to the palace, why does the Champion Hou take a detour?

With that mask, even if they wanted to see Champion Hou's face clearly and make judgments based on his expression, it would be futile.

"Miss, it's really lively outside."

"Let's open the window and have a look."

"Okay, okay, don't open, it's all according to Miss."

The girl stood in front of the window, her eyes wide open, the paper window was slightly transparent, and she saw a thin figure.

"Is this the champion?"

she marveled.

"I always feel that it is different from what I imagined. I thought he would be a strong man, but I didn't expect to look like a scholar."

After she finished speaking, she realized that something was wrong, quickly covered her mouth, and secretly looked at her young lady.

She still remembers that a few years ago, that person from the mighty Marquis Mansion was often teased by others, saying that the son of the Marquis is like a scholar, and that person mentioned it to his lady a few times, and now he said that a scholar is not A scholar, isn't it just annoying his own lady?

Sure enough, she was not mistaken, the word "scholar" aroused the young lady's mind, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, the young lady lay on the bed like a jade carving, not moving at all.

The girl's heart is about to break.

But nothing showed on his face.

The girl forced a smile.

"Oh, miss."

She said happily like a bird.

"The champion is looking at us."

"He must have heard of Miss."

"Ah, it's really strange, miss, look, look quickly."

"The figure of this Champion Hou is really similar to that of Young Master Lu!"

"No, it really looks like it."

Originally, I just wanted to attract the young lady's attention, so that she could come out of her sadness, but the girl was talking, and she was muttering to herself.

"Well, miss, take a look, look, come and take a look."

"It's really similar."

"Just one look."

"Really, just a glance!"

Seeing that the jade carving on the bed still didn't move, the girl stomped her feet, trotted over and started to shake.

At the same time she yelled.

"Miss! Miss!"

""It's really similar!

"I won't lie to you this time!"

"swear!"

The girl raised her hand.

"I will never lie to you this time!"

"If you still lie to you, I...I..."

She gritted her teeth, her face was filled with a desperate expression, while she was speaking, she tightly closed her eyes.

"I won't be able to marry for the rest of my life!"

For this girl, this is the most poisonous oath.

Erika rolled her eyes and looked at her fixedly.

The girl seemed to be overjoyed.

"Miss, you will trust me."

She also knows why her young lady is like this, and it's not all caused by herself. For three years, the young lady has always been depressed. The doctor said that her heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. She knows what the young lady's heart medicine is, isn't it the son of the mighty Hou family? Well, but where is she, a little girl, going to find this new medicine for the young lady!

I can only occasionally point to the passing scholar and shout, Miss, do you think he looks like a young master!

This method worked very well at first, and every time the girl called out something like this, Eliyi couldn't wait to rush to the window and look out.

But every time it ends in disappointment.

So once or twice is fine, but three times or four times, five times or six times, if the number is too many, no matter what the girl says, Eliyi will no longer believe it.

It's just that Eliyi actually knows that the girl is doing it for her own good, and she is also a kind-hearted girl. The girl is like this, and she can say that she will not marry for the rest of her life. If she lies on the bed again, she will feel sorry for herself .

"Yes, yes."

The girl happily helped Erika up.

Still swearing to her.

"It's absolutely true this time, miss."

"Champion Hou and Mr. Lu are really similar."

"Extremely similar."

Erika forced a smile.

After all, she still felt that the girl was trying to comfort herself, to make herself happy.

But the girl was in a hurry.

She explained.

"Miss, look at it."

"Mr. Lu is so powerful."

"It's definitely not impossible for him to be named a Marquis with military merits."

"And Mr. Lu said it before."

"What the mighty Marquis can do, he can definitely do."

"And, and..."

The girl thought desperately.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

"right!"

She jumped up excitedly and almost knocked Erika down to the ground. She quickly calmed down and stuck out her tongue.

Although the young lady didn't say anything, if the young lady really fell, she probably wouldn't forgive herself.

"That, that..."

She quickly adjusted her mood. This girl is actually quite stupid, and she will only be unhappy for a while.

"Miss, have you forgotten?"

"Young Master Lu mentioned it before."

"Didn't he tell you that he would come back in three years?"

"Look, isn't it three years?"

"Mr. Lu said that he would marry the young lady home in a good manner."

"How nice."

"Miss must be the happiest woman in the world."

Erika stood quietly for a while.

forget?

How could it be forgotten.

She read the last letter Lu Mingfei left over and over again.

Pinching your fingers and waiting for the day to pass.

In the third year, she didn't sleep well for several months.

Any movement at the window would wake her up.

It's just that even Eliyi never thought about that champion who is famous all over the capital and how many people are vying to praise him.

It might be her Mr. Lu.

The painted pear clothes, which were originally carved like jade, suddenly came alive.

She hurried to the window.

Seeing this scene, the girl danced with joy.

She was still twittering to promise.

"According to me, the champion must be Mr. Lu."

"Otherwise, why is he looking this way?"

"Miss, miss, over there..."

The girl pointed excitedly.

Stopped again.

Exports also gradually declined.

"It's just over there."

The streets are crowded with people, soldiers are present, common people are present, everyone is present.

The only thing is that the champion on the white horse is missing.

"Hui Liyi stopped quietly, and turned into a jade carving again.

"Strange, what about people?"

The girl was talking to herself.

Erika sighed silently.

"Miss!"

The girl was about to cry.

"I didn't lie to you, I really didn't lie to you!"

Eliyi smiled faintly, and straightened the girl's temple hair.

She shook her head, as if to say, it's all right, it's all right.

She is just tired.

Turn around and go to bed.

The girl was still stamping her feet, chanting.

"Really."

"What are you doing running so fast!"

"Our lady is still here!"

"Really, really, really!"

After talking about it for a long time, the girl finally felt something was wrong.

Why is Miss standing still?
That's right, why did Erika stand still?

The reason...

The moment she turned around.

A figure in white came into view at the door.

He just stood there.

Erika opened her eyes very wide.

Maybe the girl still has to hesitate to be sure.

But Erika, after thinking about it for three years, so many days and nights, how could she hesitate.

Although the man in white was wearing a mask, covering his face.

But Eri Yi recognized it at a glance.

Sure enough, it was under her gaze.

The man took off his mask.

A slightly vicissitudes of the face.

He is clearly still a teenager, but it makes people feel old.

But this is him.

It's really him.

Erika covered her mouth tightly.

Tears fell down like strings.

The man smiled slightly.

Lu Ming is not right.

"I am back."