The Path Toward Heaven

The red candlelight was on the desk, and the bride's face was in tears, and the thick powder was washed out with two obvious marks.

Before marrying the government, she heard that the old government had a weird temperament, but she still didn't expect it to be so serious. She suddenly disappeared during the ceremony and didn't say anything. She actually called the groom away on the wedding night. Dissatisfied with yourself, or conflict with Grandpa, if so, why did you allow this marriage at first?

Lu Ming didn't know what the newly-married wife thought about in the cave house. As the young son of Lu Guogong, he had more calmness and observation than the name of the uncle who was circulated. He knew that his father must have very important things. Confess himself, and he has noticed something strange in the room.

Here is Lu Guogong's bedroom, and a very precious piece of porcelain has been placed on the museum shelf next to the window-it is said that the large bowl came from Ru Kiln a thousand years ago-and he was warned not to touch it when he was urinating. Very impressed, why did I change to a new one today?

"Today is too anxious, I just took one, and tomorrow you will go to the storeroom and bring the Xinyao sea bowl here."

Lu Guogong wore plain clothes, combed his gray hair with his hands, and repeatedly reminded: "Don't forget."

Lu Ming responded and asked, "Father, what happened?"

Lu Guogong looked up at him and said, "I said that I hurt you the most. That's a good thing. Even Guogong's position, I'm going to give it to you."

Although there have been some conjectures in recent years, Lu Ming was unavoidably a little surprised when he heard the incident, saying, "The two elder brothers ..."

Lu Guogong raised his hand to signal that he didn't need to say any more, and said, "Foreigners think I am old and demented, and only care about hurting my young children. Where can I understand? I am fancy of your calmness."

Luming didn't know how to answer.

"But if you want to get the position of Guogong, then there are some secrets in the family, and you have to bear the past together."

After saying this, Lu Guogong's expression was a bit tired and relaxed, and he smiled and said, "I was married that night, and I learned this secret from my father. Your aunt did n’t know how many years I blame, and you will return later. Now, don't forget to coax your new wife. "

Lu Ming became more nervous, and asked, "Father, what's the secret?"

Lu Guogong's gaze fell on the museum shelf, and Youyou said, "This secret, let's start with this bowl."

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The setting in the room is simple and looks very clean. There are no treasures on the museum shelf next to the window. It is mainly based on yellow ink and yellow stone, which is very suitable for monks.

Jing Jiu felt very satisfied, took out the bamboo chair and lay down.

He left Qingshan this time, and he did not forget it.

With the sound of rain outside the window, he slept comfortably, and when he woke up, the rain had not rested, and it was already evening.

He thought about it, walked out of the room, walked down the promenade to the front yard, and entered the flower hall.

The family was still sitting in the flower hall, and their position had not changed, except that the dishes on the table had been put away.

With his arrival, the atmosphere in the flower hall suddenly became tense.

The young woman held the child in her arms a little uneasily.

Several eyes fell on him, and people didn't know if it was time to rise to meet them or what to do.

Jing Jiu asked, "Can I sit here for a while?"

The middle-aged man quickly got up and said, "Sit, sit, sit."

He originally wanted to say please sit down, but thinking of an adult's instructions and practice over the years, forcibly swallowed the word please.

Jingjiu glanced at the sky and said, "Should it be time to eat?"

"Yeah, you ... what would you like to eat?"

The young woman stood up, clutching the front of the front with a little nervousness, and said, "I'll do it."

Jing Jiu said, "I don't eat. You don't care about me."

When the young woman got up, the child in her arms naturally slipped to the ground.

The child shook his body and walked in front of Jing Jiu, opened his hands and said, "Hug."

Everyone likes beautiful things, and children will not hide their thoughts.

The atmosphere in the flower hall became more tense, adults didn't dare to pull the children back, and young women's faces became a little pale.

Jing Jiu looked at the child seriously and said, "No."

He really doesn't like children, because the communication efficiency is too low and troublesome, unless the child is smart enough or has calmness beyond age.

Than if the monk in the temple, such as Liu Baogen in the small village.

The child was very aggrieved and almost cried while pouting.

Seeing this scene, the family in the flower hall was relieved and relieved.

"Do you want tea?" The young woman asked cautiously.

"No need to."

Jing Jiu realized what kind of pressure his curiosity had brought to the family and took up his hat to walk outside the hospital.

He stopped at the gate and said, "I've troubled you all these years."

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It was still raining and no one was in the alley.

Jing Jiu put on his hat, put his hand on his face, and lowered his head into the rain.

The dusk was dim, the spring rain was soft, and the pedestrian was in a hurry. No one noticed that he had a black mask on his face.

To the east of Chaoge City, the streets near Baima Lake are very bustling and there are many commercial establishments. Famous restaurants and green houses have already hung lanterns in advance, reflecting the beautiful rain silk.

Even if it was raining, the street was still lively, and there were pedestrians everywhere, and all kinds of boots trampled the standing water of the bluestone and made a crackling sound.

There is a medical hall on the west street.

Jing Jiu didn't notice what was written on the plaque. UU reading www.uukanshu.com saw the begonia flower engraved on the plaque and knew it was here.

Who would have thought that the most mysterious intelligence organization in the Chaotian continent is the most prosperous place in Chaoge City.

No one can determine who is behind the roller blinds. He heard a lot of secrets from his brother that year, and did not mention this.

But judging by what has been done for hundreds of years, roller blinds should be on the right track.

Jing Jiu looked around with his hands on his back, and found that the hospital was really ordinary, and ... it was really not safe.

However, no matter how mysterious the roller blind is, after all, to do business, you naturally need a channel for communication with the outside world-the medical museum is indeed a very suitable place-the conversation between the doctor and the patient needs to be kept secret and cannot be heard Every city is essential.

The doctor at the hall noticed something different, looked up at him, and asked, "Are you going to the doctor or buying medicine?"

Jing Jiu said: "None, I'll ask questions."

The doctor squinted his eyes and said, "What?"

Jing Jiu recalled the words of Brother once again, confirmed that there was no error, and said, "Is Begonia still?"

The doctor froze.

Jing Jiu thought this was a bit unprofessional.

I don't know how long it took, the doctor finally woke up, looked at him with a faint look, and said, "It seems you are not ill, follow me in."

"I'm not sick," Jing Jiu said.

The doctor glanced at him again.

Only then did Jiu Ji understand what the other person said, saying, "Sorry."

Coming to the quiet inner room, the doctor said directly, "Speak your question."

Jing Jiu said, "I want to know the relationship between Lord Qingshan Zongxilaifeng and Taiping."

The doctor watched him silently, as if looking at a real patient.