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Chapter Fifty-Four The Young Master arrives gracefully

Will you die or not?

The middle five students didn’t understand a little bit, but they knew that Li Minglou was grieving for the people who died in Yangzhou City.

But there is no way to fight without killing people.

"Ma Jiang will kill them too. Ma Jiang is crazy and has killed innocent people indiscriminately in the city." Zhongwu said, "Moreover, Miss, everyone is mortal. This is also destined. It's just that some people are in Taiping.

Some people die in prosperous times, but some people die in troubled times."

Speaking of this, the young general smiled innocently.

"Whether you live in peaceful times or wander in troubled times, it is also your destiny."

Li Minglou smiled and said, "At such a young age, you are able to adapt to circumstances."

Aren't you young? The fifth grader couldn't help but scratch his head, and mentally calculated how old he was this year, twenty-three or twenty-four... He was an orphan. Li Fengan was young when he picked him up and couldn't remember it.

Birthday, only approximate age known.

But whether you are twenty-three or twenty-four, you are still older than sixteen or seventeen.

However, he has also heard people say that when one feels miserable, one becomes old, and it has nothing to do with age.

"I just feel that no matter what your destiny is, you must live seriously and well, and then you will die." He said.

In fact, she didn't work well and seriously in her last life. Li Minglou sighed softly.

Zhongwu thought she was still sighing in front of him, and said again: "Miss, I think this is a catastrophe in the world. Each of us is insignificant in it and cannot be controlled. We can't think too much about life, death, right or wrong, should we do it or not?

If you should, then you wouldn’t be able to live, and you wouldn’t be able to do anything.”

Li Minglou looked at the young general who was conscientiously comforting himself, and nodded seriously: "I understand."

Zhongwu said happily: "Miss, please go to bed early." Then he left.

This is the Huainan Daojun camp, and there are security guards all around. There is no danger for Li Minglou sitting alone on the hill.

Li Minglou watched the young general leave and sighed softly. What she said was destined to be different from what Zhongwu thought. What she was thinking about was that life.

In that life, Ma Jiang surrendered to the enemy, and there was no Mrs. Wu in that life. Huainan Road soon became a land of rebels. Until later, Wu Yaer killed Ankangshan, the rebels near the capital fled, and Ande Zhong succeeded to the throne and retreated to Fujian and Huainan.

The road was just recovered.

In that generation, were the people of Yangzhou City not driven out and used as human shields like this? Did they survive until Huainan Road was recovered?

She saved many people on Huainan Road, but many people died because of her.

Are there more people who would have died but had their fate changed and survived? Or are there more people who would have survived but had their fate changed and died?

Li Minglou looked up at the sky. The night sky was dark, and there seemed to be thunder rolling behind the darkness.

Those who deserve to die are not dead, and those who are not worthy of death are dead. So is this why God forbids her?

"lady."

The voice of Zhong Wu rang again, and he came back again and again, but this time he was not here to persuade her.

"Lian Xiaojun is here."

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The lights were lit in the Chinese army tent, and the young man sitting in the lights was bright but not dazzling, like a rare pearl.

Li Minglou looked at Pearl: "Master Ruyu is really a rare visitor."

Since the time when we were selling grain, we have seen grains keep coming, but we have not seen Xiaojun again. Only news about him has come. He walks in various places, many people are convinced, and businessmen of all sizes are looking for him to do business.

, the business grew bigger and bigger, and he was called Ruyu Gongzi.

Lian Xiaojun looked at the woman standing at the door. The thin white gauze showed her graceful figure. The white gauze was like clouds and fog, blocking everything. The night behind her and the lights in front of her made her step on the clouds and ride the mist.

"Who dares to call her Ruyu in front of my wife?" He smiled and leaned down to salute, "My dear, my heart is devoted to my wife, and my body is even more so."

He is accompanied by five hundred elite soldiers sent by Li Minglou to serve as guards and as a bond.

Li Minglou sat down and said: "Our business is done, you can dismiss the guards."

When Lian Xiaojun sat down with her, he sat beside her smoothly and poured a cup of tea that had been brewed in advance: "This is the tea Xiaojun just made, using spring water from Langya Mountain."

Li Minglou reached out to take it, raised his veil slightly and drank it in one gulp. When he put the tea cup down, Lian Xiaojun had already reached out to take it.

Li Minglou didn't touch his hand, let go of the tea cup and gently twisted his sleeves with his fingers: "This dress can be exchanged for ten guards."

In this troubled world, having money may not necessarily lead to survival, but having money can buy a lot of lives. In these troubled times, everyone has no way out, the guards have fled, the knights are wandering around, the dragon has nowhere to hide, and the tiger is restless.

Xiaojun's business is now prosperous, and it is not difficult to buy a thousand good men to serve as guards.

Maybe you don't even have to spend any money.

Lian Xiaojun said: "What I got with money is not as good as what Madam gave me. When Madam believed in me, I had nothing. What money cannot buy is the most reliable."

Li Minglou opened his sleeves with his fingers and said: "You are thinking too much. I don't believe you. It is also a business. If you can succeed, we will cooperate happily. If you can't succeed, you will not be able to enter my door today."

Lian Xiaojun put his hand on his heart and looked at Li Minglou: "In my heart, of all the businesses in the world, the most important is my wife's."

Looking at him with these eyes, no one wanted to refute or question anything he said.

But when Lian Xiaojun looked at the exposed eyes of the woman in front of him, he didn't lose his focus. Instead, he looked past him... She didn't notice him.

Does my mother also have such eyes? Was my father so obsessed with my mother's eyes back then?

Li Minglou took back his reverie and said with calm eyes: "Young Master Lian is looking for me, do you have any business to do?"

Lian Xiaojun sat up straight and nodded: "I know that Madam takes in people in various places within her jurisdiction, but I don't know if Madam can buy people?"

In these troubled times, the population, especially those who have lost their homes, are like locusts. The cities that pass by cannot avoid them. It is already an act of a Bodhisattva to take them in. Spend money to buy them? Who are they? Are they fools?

Moreover, if Mrs. Chu wanted someone, she would just wave and call, and they would surely come in droves.

However, how could even Xiaojun not know this truth that everyone knows?

Li Minglou didn't smile and asked: "How many do you have?"

Lian Xiaojun said: "Five hundred thousand."

This number of people is equivalent to three Gwangju Prefectures, which sounds really ridiculous.

Li Minglou didn't smile or reply immediately. He thought about it and asked, "How much do you want?"

Lian Xiaojun smiled: "I don't want any money this time, as long as my wife gives me a token that is regarded as my presence in person."

That is the seal of Mrs. Chu.

With this, if you have the intention to cause trouble, the three Gwangju Prefectures can be destroyed.

"Madam, I am only a businessman. Of course I will not do anything that has nothing to do with business." Lian Xiaojun said.

Li Minglou said: "This business is different from the previous one. It has a time limit."

She thought for a moment and stretched out a palm, pressing a seal with her thumb.

"Four days."

Lian Xiaojun put his hand on her palm and scratched it gently, as if pleading and coquettishly: "Five days, you have to bargain in business."

Who can stand beauty bargaining?

Li Minglou raised his thumb and dropped his seal: "Okay."

Lian Xiaojun pinched the seal and put it on his knees, smiling at the woman in the mist before him: "Thank you, madam."

Li Minglou also smiled: "You don't need to thank me. If you make a business, you don't need to thank me. If you don't, you don't need to thank me. I will kill you. This is probably the risk of business."

Lian Xiaojun laughed and stood up: "Madam, it's really scary to scare people."

After saying goodbye, Shi Shi left.

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.....

After leaving the military camp, which was dotted with sparks, it was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Lian Xiaoqiang's breath almost hit Lian Xiaojun's face: "How is it? How is it?"

Lian Xiaojun stretched out his hand to push him: "Light the lamp, light the lamp, I will take it out and take a look."

Lian Xiaoqiang was overjoyed but nervous and hurriedly lit the torch. The blackness in the surrounding area was swallowed up, and the brightness enveloped the two brothers.

"Let me see the token." He urged eagerly, and then saw Lian Xiaojun take out a palm-sized... mirror from his arms.

Lian Xiaojun took advantage of the firelight and held up the mirror to look at himself: "I want to see what Han Xu looks like. Why does his wife love him but not me?" Fupin Chinese


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