My Wife is a Counsel Chapter 74: Talk about the past
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In the flower hall, Lu Ming was stunned when he saw Mrs. Red Jackal walking timidly. What is this enchantress going to do?
"Have you seen the old jackal?" Lu Ming asked.
"Master, do you know what 'reverse scale' is?"
Madam Red Jackal suddenly said "Master", Lu Ming almost spat out his tea and waved his hands repeatedly: "I can't afford it, but don't worry, I promised Old Jackal that I will protect you, so you don't have to be afraid. ."
"Yes, thank you Master, but the slave is not afraid of this." Mrs. Red Jackal lowered her head, "If I offended the master in the past, it was all the slave's fault. Although it is not the blame for those who don't know, the master wants to punish him however he wants. No complaints."
Reverse scale? Lu Ming was suddenly startled, looked at Heitou and Uncle Sun, and made a gesture.
When there were only him and Red Jackal in the flower hall, Lu Ming looked at Mrs. Red Jackal up and down: "What do you know about Nilin and the like?"
"Slave doesn't know much. I only know that slave can help the master get through the reversal period quickly." Mrs. Red Jackal's concubine lowered her head even lower.
"Oh, how can I get through it quickly?" Lu Ming was immediately overjoyed. There were still more than two months before his birthday. This period was too difficult. Bi Zhu said that if he was injured before his birthday, the pain would be better. Big, if it were the day before my birthday, I might faint from the pain if I get a small prick.
It’s not easy to live on thin ice.
"As long as the master and the slave are united..." As she spoke, Mrs. Red Jackal lowered her head in shame, bit her red lips and stared at the toes of her white damask high-soled little red mandarin duck embroidered shoes, feeling something in her heart Incomparable feeling of humiliation.
Huh? Lu Ming was stunned, looking at this little beauty, with a voluptuous figure, a slender waist, and a carefree style. Her red embroidered coat wrapped her fragrant skin, and under her petticoat, her red gauze knee-length pants were fragrant. She was really A beautiful creature with all kinds of grace and beauty.
My heart felt inexplicably hot, and Lu Ming quickly looked away.
Can we still spend the reverse scale period like this? Lu Ming scratched his head, Bizhu never said that.
I feel that this witch’s method is a bit weird and not the right way.
But taking Bizhu's medicinal pills and acupuncture every now and then, it seems to be very upright.
Using martial arts novels as an analogy, this seems to be a bit of a decent and evil one, right? There are two paths, the evil one is quick and the righteous one is solid.
It seems like in the play, the royal East Palace and the West Palace? One is loyal and the other is traitorous?
No matter how you think about it, Bizhu’s East Palace technique is the right way.
Looking at Mrs. Red Jackal, "What if I have already experienced this reverse scale phase in another way? Will you kill me? Or force me..."
Mrs. Red Jackal was startled and lowered her head: "My little slave will never dare to have any unfavorable thoughts towards the master again. The master knows this!"
Lu Ming nodded: "Where is your master? Can I meet him?" Bizhu didn't want to talk to him more, so this evil sect might not. Maybe, you can find out your life experience.
A trace of sadness flashed across Mrs. Red Jackal’s charming face, “Master has passed away, and she has not waited for her master in her life. The number sixty-six is when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. Master passed away when he was thirty-six years old. ."
Lu Ming was stunned. Was there someone who had been waiting for him for thirty-six years?
Mrs. Red Jackal sighed softly, "I heard from Master that Xiaonu's master, master's master, master's master, the inheritance of more than thirty generations for nearly a thousand years, are all like this..." Suddenly he was startled, " Xiaonu seems to be the thirty-sixth generation descendant."
Lu Ming was completely shocked. Originally, he wanted to ask, what if the successor regrets it? Why do I have to live a short thirty-something life like this? However, if you ask, it would be disrespectful to them.
I think the secret technique contains a belief that makes them extremely firm, just like the most devout believers.
But even though Mrs. Red Jackal had to serve her as a master, she could faintly feel a sense of humiliation in her heart.
Thousands of years have passed, and the situation has changed. The effectiveness of the so-called secret technique must have been much worse than before. This has also made Mrs. Red Jackal, although she may be completely obedient to her master, but her heart has been somewhat shaken by this kind of piety and obedience. With her own real thoughts.
But what about those poor women before her!
Lu Ming sighed softly in his heart, and it became even more heavy, thinking of those poor women who had firm beliefs and waited for the arrival of that person in the long years and in eternal loneliness.
And am I really that person?
To say that my experience is indeed unique, and to say that I am the chosen one after traveling into this world is not too much.
It’s just me, I always feel a little guilty. What if they get the wrong person?
Looking at Madam Red Jackal, she sighed softly: "Where is your master buried? Or, is there a memorial tablet? I want to pay my respects to her."
Mrs. Red Jackal was slightly startled and shook her head slowly: "After Master rode the crane, I cremated him. According to Master's instructions, the ashes were scattered into the river. Master said, that is the river where we all belong..." There were slight circles in her eyes. Hong glanced at Lu Ming, "With these words from the master, the master must have been extremely happy. I remember that before the master passed away, he had been crying and murmuring, that is, just think more and more, you can see To see what the master’s life looks like..."
Beside this "master", everything about Master's past became clearer and clearer, his voice, his face, his smile, everything, just like yesterday.
These memories were originally very vague, just like intermittent dreams that cannot be remembered clearly.
It turns out that Master was once so kind to me, just like his mother.
If the master knew that he had finally waited for his master, she, would she be happy, pick her up again, and sing the little song that she often hears in her sleep now? I had even forgotten that this ditty was originally sung by my master when he was coaxing me to sleep.
No wonder, every time I fall asleep, this music always makes me feel peaceful and happy, but then I feel deep sadness.
It's like I forgot a very important person and a very important thing.
"Master, it's great that you are here..." She suddenly looked up, her beautiful eyes full of tears.
Lu Ming was startled, looking at her, he could feel her sudden closeness to him, and sighed softly: "Don't worry, I will never let you, and you are only sixty-six years old... ..., well, it’s all hard work...”
"Red..." Lu Ming shook his head, "This name is a bit unpleasant. Don't use the name the old jackal gave you..."
"Master, the slave sect belongs to Liuli Palace, also known as Liuli Lady. Master said that among the master's four abandoned guards, the status is second only to the master's Baozhu Palace. However, only those who see the master, Only then can we restore our original name and become the real Liuli Palace.”
Lu Ming smiled when he heard this: "No wonder, you often call yourself my palace, my palace..."
Mrs. Red Jackal immediately lowered her head: "Little slave, little slave, before..."
Lu Ming waved his hand: "I was joking."
The evil sect is better, but Bizhu doesn’t tell him anything. So, when Hanzhu and Bizhu merge, will they be the Baozhu Palace?
What do you think if I scare Bizhu next time I see her and suddenly call her "Baozhu Palace"?
Left behind the four guards?
Listen, it makes people a little sad.
"Among the four guards, the Baozhu Palace and your Glazed Palace, then, what are the third and fourth guards?" Lu Ming asked.
Mrs. Liuli sighed softly: "Master said that more than ten generations ago, the descendants of the Four Guards still gathered regularly, but in the twenties, a descendant of one guard announced that the times have changed, and the master's spirit has changed. It’s over. The Chosen Son is just feudal dross and superstitious words. From now on, he will no longer be loyal to his master. Everything is moving forward. What plans did the four guards cooperate in business and politics, but they were refuted by the other three guards. From then on, the four guards We are far apart, and we have lost contact."
"Master said that the warriors of the Baozhu Palace lineage, whose palms were left behind, are the most loyal and will never betray their master. That's why he told me, and the other two guards were not mentioned. In this way, if I can When future generations see their master, there is no need to mention the two guards, lest the master look for them or be poisoned."
Lu Ming nodded. It seemed that Uncle Sun was the so-called inherited warrior, and Bizhu was the "holy envoy" in his eyes.
Many connections seem to be getting clearer and clearer.
Sure enough, it is better for the evil sect to tell everything they know.
But it seems that the world has indeed changed. Today, the so-called lost warriors are just Uncle Sun alone. Many inheritances may have been cut off long ago.
Huh? Lu Ming looked up, and before he knew it, his belly was already white.
Sighing softly, "I'm going to send the old jackal to the district office!"
Mrs. Liuli wanted to say something, but her red lips moved and she finally lowered her head slightly.
Lu Ming knew that she wanted to speak kind words for her sworn brother, but due to the rules of master and slave, she was still unable to speak and violated her duty as a slave.
"Don't worry, I also promised him that I will be his lawyer and I will take care of it."
Mrs. Liuli nodded lightly, "Master swings his sword and thousands of heads fall to the ground. What he is planning is a great cause. If my sworn brother sacrifices his life for the master's great cause, it will be his glory. How can Liuli not understand?"
Lu Ming was stunned. This is indeed Xi Gong! It seems that the memory fusion is complete? Are you gradually getting into the role? It turns out that the inheritance path is like this, and it is indeed different from Bizhu.
"If this is really the case, Liuli will choose a son for his sworn brother, so that his successor will have a light to shine on the lintel."
Lu Ming nodded, feeling quite helpless, "I'll try my best to prevent him from losing his head!"
Mrs. Liuli’s beautiful eyes flashed, and she could clearly hear the faint dissatisfaction in Lu Ming’s words. She pursed her lips and smiled without saying much.
Lu Ming looked at her, this little beauty was really cunning, maybe he said that on purpose, right? Was she so excited that she would save her adopted brother? It feels like it's a bit like the way the Empress of the West Palace coaxes the emperor in a play?
Anyway, it seems that the name Red Jackal is just right for her. She is cunning and vicious. It is difficult to guess her true thoughts. This is probably the true character of Liuli Palace.
After thinking about it, Lu Ming frowned and said: "From now on, at least in front of me, don't be careful, just talk about your sworn brother. If you want him dead or alive, tell the truth! I will help you!"
Mrs. Liuli sighed softly, "Master, don't be angry. What I said is from my heart. Everything is focused on the great cause of the master. The ancients said that accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. It seems that this is the case. The master is so powerful. It’s really unpredictable! ”
Lu Ming was stunned. This guy had really entered the role and couldn't figure it out yet. It would take Bizhu to cure her.
Originally, the emperor could not control the West Palace's coquettishness and infatuation, so it was still up to the East Palace to control it.
He nodded at her and said, "If I were really you, I would send you to the cold palace right now!" He turned around and left angrily.
Looking at Lu Ming's back, the charming face in the lazy red cloud suddenly smiled, her beautiful eyes rolled, and she whispered softly: "Master, you are right, it is really good to meet the master and have someone to rely on. From now on "My disciple is no longer a rootless duckweed... Master, I wish you could see him..." The circles under his eyes gradually turned red again.