Imperial concubine always has good luck

This sentence was like a rainbow after the rain. It lit up Li Rusu's heart. She grinned, took each other's arms, ran to the witch's room, and said with a loud smile: "then tell him loudly. You two are destined to be a pair."

Pushing her into the witch's room, Li Rushu looked at the sky. A light suddenly appeared on the horizon. She waved to the light and gently made a promise in her heart.

The days in the mountains were very slow until someone came up to deliver food at the foot of the mountain. Li Rusu was surprised that more than ten days passed in a flash.

It's agreed that it's a small stay. Li Rusu plans to go back, leaving Lin Yue and the witch here to enjoy the world of two.

On the way back, Lu Li didn't know what had happened. Li Rusu couldn't explain to him about those different time and space travel. He only said the love between the Witch and Lin Yue. They were filled with emotion for a long time.

When the carriage came to the foot of the mountain, it suddenly stopped. Han Changfeng was worried outside and said, "master, it seems that someone is fighting in front."

Sure enough, hearing the sound of weapons collision, Lu Li quickly went out and saw several people in black besieging an old man and child. The old man was in his sixties and seemed to have some martial arts, but he gradually showed weakness under the siege of several people. In addition, to protect the child, he was about to be injured.

With a bang, a man in black cut down. The old man took something to block it, but his strength was poor. He was pressed on the ground by the other party. The other party's next knife came again soon.

Lu Li came forward with his sword and beat the man in black away. Then he pulled up the old man and asked, "old man, are you okay?"

The old man waved his hand and thanked in a hoarse voice. He hurriedly turned back to see the child. Seeing that the other party was not hurt, he knelt at Lu Li's feet.

"Thank you very much for your help, or the descendant of the Mohist School... Will..."

He looked compassionate. The child only held his arm tightly, and there was no expression on his face.

"Mohism?"

Lu Li was surprised. Looking back at the child, he found that the other party looked wooden. Recently, he sipped tightly and didn't speak. In an instant, he thought of one thing.

The Mohist school has always been respected by the outside world because of its exquisite carpentry skills. Many people want to learn skills, but the Mohist school only passes on its descendants to outsiders, and there are few descendants. There is also a mute child. Some people outside want to rob the Mohist people for their own use, so the mute child has naturally become the object of many people competing to take away.

The mute child is usually wooden, but he is amazing as a carpenter. He is exquisite no matter what he does. He often creates some secret locks, as if he was born to be a carpenter.

He asked the identity of the old man and learned that he was an old servant of the Mohist family. He took the little master out to play, so he escorted the other two back.

The master of the Mohist family heard that his grandson was intercepted and killed on the way, and was sent back by a kind-hearted man. He personally brought people to meet him. Some of his sons recognized Lu Li's identity and reminded him that the other party was the sixth king of the dynasty. He quickly knelt down and bowed down.

"If the Lord hadn't helped me, my tan son would have..."

The owner of the house is in his fifties. A Mohist School supporting Norda has developed a dignity that can not be ignored, but he is as short as a student around Lu Li.

Lu Li smiled and asked everyone to get up. He briefly explained the situation on the road, told the other party to strengthen the protection of the child, declined the other party's invitation to keep him for dinner, and planned to go back to the house immediately.

He has been out for many days. He has to take care of all the big and small affairs in the family.

Unexpectedly, the child named tan'er held his arm tightly, looked up and winked at him. His wet eyes made people love, and his eyes were very reluctant to give up.

Mingming just met, and it was less than an hour when he was on the road just now. Lu Li was surprised to find that he was also very fond of the child, so he gently touched his head a few times. Knowing that he couldn't speak, he still whispered a few words.

"The child is destined for his highness."

"Yes, I've never seen tan'er so close to strangers."

This scene surprised the Mohists. While feeling ill fated, they were glad that the child had met a good man.

The owner invited him to stay again. Lu Li hesitated. He only said that he would visit another day, left his home address, took Li Rusu and said goodbye to the people.

When the housekeeper saw them coming back, he hurried to lead the horse. Lu Li asked about the recent situation of the family, asked people to prepare some snacks, talked to Li Rusu and went to take a nap.

Recently, the voice of the neutral crown prince of the DPRK has been very high. Even the old Taifu has offered a discount, saying that the emperor is at the peak of spring and autumn, but the position of prince should also be determined in advance, so as to prevent the struggle before the crown prince.

After all, princes who have not been established as princes will be granted the king and then moved to the fiefdom. They will be summoned in advance if there are major events in the palace. If they want to enter the palace, they must apply in advance, which greatly avoids a lot of fights.

The emperor was moved, but when he thought of several of his sons, he read all these names in his mind and found that he still had higher expectations for his sixth son.

The courtiers did not disclose the candidate for the crown prince they elected. Naturally, the emperor did not say anything, but said he would consider the matter.

As soon as these words came out, all the princes were ready. It seemed that it was time for a real contest. Except Lu Li and the ninth princes, anyone who saw the brothers wanted to kill each other, but had to look like brothers, friends and respectful, which seemed a little embarrassing.

For these things, the Emperor didn't say anything in his face, but he had told him the subtle lines between his sons. He heard a long sigh and did not speak for a long time.

The children of the imperial family have been facing competition since they were born. It's not that he, the father, doesn't want to adjust, but that he knows better that this competition for the throne of the emperor can't be adjusted.

That day he was in a low mood and called Li Rusu to the imperial study.

Li Rushu knew that the recent establishment of the prince bothered him, but it was not easy to directly say that he recommended Lu Li. He could only pour tea for the place quietly and say words that relieved him.

Finally, the emperor suddenly asked, "Li Rujing, they say you are a Qiqiao and exquisite heart. You talk to Lian. Several sons are red eyed. It seems that everyone has strengths. As Lian, what should we do?"

"Slaves dare not discuss the government."

Hearing this, Li Rushu was very frightened and hurriedly bowed back a few steps.

"Forgive your innocence, but say so."

The emperor waved his hand lazily, as if he didn't care about these false gifts.

Li Rusu forced himself to calm down. After thinking for a while, he said tentatively, "the emperor is now in full bloom in spring and autumn. The princes naturally strive to express themselves in front of you. All you see are human talents and available people. If you are not in good spirit... Don't care about choosing carefully?"

Her eyes were burning. There was a light in the emperor's eyes. She smiled slowly and said, "do you want lian to pretend to be ill and observe them secretly?"

"Emperor Shengming."

Li Rusu gave a thumbs up, showing a little naughty in his eyes.