Chapter 64: : Troubled Owl

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In late October, it was already cool. During the autumn wind, I continued my inspection work in Guzang City. Every day the clothes come to reach out and open my mouth is really boring. Roche is in Luguang during the day. I am alone and I have nothing to do, so I resume my old business. The painting is tired, squinting at the sky. The sky here is not as pure as Guizi Lan. But it's Yunjuanfengshu, don't have a taste. It's interesting to rest and draw like this.
The bell tower in the center of the painting city heard the sound of horseshoes from far and near. The people panicked and retreated to the roadside. I looked up suspiciously and saw a large group of people are coming here. Hurry up and pick up the bench to retreat. The team of horses has arrived, and the leading horse is rushing towards me. It was too late to avoid it, and I was about to run into it, and my conditioned reflex tried to jump backwards. The horse passed by, and the momentum brought me down to the ground.
I was still sitting on the ground. The first reaction was to check if I was injured. The elbow hurts a bit. I opened my sleeves and looked. Fortunately, the clothes were worn out. Fortunately, it was autumn. Before being annoyed, a brutal voice came from above: "Bold, dare to block the young man's horse!"
Looking up, I saw the sturdy man with a sturdy red head riding on a horse. At most, he is in his early twenties, with a wide face, and the facial features are not outstanding. The thick eyebrows are almost connected, and the lips are quite large, with a hint of coldness. The eyes are like hawk falcons, and the opaque light shines with palpitation. The facial features that can't be matched with Junyi, but because of the tension of the bow like a string, are combined with a heroic spirit. His arms are slender and his posture is agile. At first glance, he knows that he is good at riding and shooting. In addition, it is also the age of high spirits. Such a person can also distinguish his light in the crowd and smell his-danger...
I quickly mobilized the database in my head. Such a tough look and rugged lines are definitely not Han Chinese. Looking at this horse and the expensive riding outfit, his background should be extraordinary. Xianbei? Qiang? Or the Huns? Lu Guang called the queen, "Longxi County, attached one after another." Among them, there are two ethnic minorities who came to attach. First, Hexi Xianbei was bald and hairless, and later established Nanliang in the northeast of Qinghai. The other branch is the Lushui Xiongnu Juqu Department, the actual founder of the Beiliang Kingdom. I don't know which one they are?
Thinking, he heard him laughing, uninhibited and wild: "The Han girl in this Guzang city is more interesting than anywhere else. Dare to stare at the man with his skin exposed."
Suddenly realizing that my sleeves were still rolling, I rolled down quickly and stood up. No matter what ethnic group he is, I can't afford it. It is wise to pat the dust behind, or to withdraw quickly. Turning his head and stepping away, he suddenly turned his horse's head and blocked it in front of me. I looked up and stared at the pair of eagle-like deep eyes, and the autumn sunlight would not shine in the haze deep inside my eyes. Confused, what the is this?
"Monson, it's not Lushui here, don't be reckless." Another man, who seemed to be thirty, patted the horse immediately, his voice calm and powerful, with a tone of blame.
"Male, Gu Zang really is much better than Lu Shui. There are so many delicate and beautiful women, and now, don't worry about being lonely."
He giggled back to the man, and the name shouted from them made me feel shocked. I finally know who they are. It turned out that the man who hit me was Juqumonson!
Lushui Huns Juqu Department, because the ancestors in the Xiongnu generation left Juqu, the descendants made their own surname with this official name. After Lv Guang seized control of Liangzhou, the Juqu Department, under the leadership of the patriarch Juqu Luoqiu, turned to Lvguang, and Luo Qiu was sealed by Lvguang as Shangshu. And Luo Qiu's nephew, Juqumenxun, is another second-generation lord of Beiliang who is the king of the era, who is the king of the princes. The elder brother he betrayed is another man who now speaks to stop him: Juqu male!
"Little girl, you are daring. I keep staring at the young man. I won't let go."
I was shocked to see a rather funny smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking about me. Only then did I wake up and just thought too much and inadvertently watched him for too long. Alas, this occupational disease is really not the right time.
Converging the characteristics of a modern woman, she bowed to him with a delicate expression: "Please forgive the little girl, and ran into the tall horse of this man, it is a concubine. The young man Wangwang is generous and he should not be bothered."
He was still riding on the horse, leaning over to raise my chin with a whip, squinting with an eagle eye, and said frivolously: "My lord, I don’t care, I think you look pretty good, and you are brave enough. Follow me. , Master promises to hurt you."
what? This is the machine-shifting conspiracy mentioned in the history book. It has been undefeated in a lifetime of battle. The history book is quite astronomical. Does even Lu Guang feel a little bit jealous? What is the difference between the leading figure of Liangzhou's heroes, and the present look, different from the dude of the wine bag? Moreover, the plot to slap the women of the good family in the TV series with the rotten evil Shao Dangdang actually happened to me, which is too bloody.
"Monson!" The male face became more and more ugly, and he shouted with dissatisfaction. "When is it going to happen? Do you want to embarrass the parents? Don't forget, we have to see the cool king!"
Juqu Mengxun sighed, shrugging helplessly at me, and raised his eyebrows: "Beauty, when I meet Liang Wang, he will be able to seal an official, then I will come to you, my lord. Remember, my name is Juqumeng. Inferior!"
He suddenly opened his arms and leaned over to reach out. I couldn't dodge it, and when I realized it, I already touched it on my face, and I was amazed: "The skin is really smooth, and the Han women really have a different taste than the Huns."
I'm really angry, this is the first time I have eaten tofu! Touching his face, there was a slight pain in the place where his rough fingers slipped. Just wanted to explode, and suddenly saw him glance back, his heart blew! That's definitely not the playboy's eyes, keen and calm, and still cold. It was just that the flash of light flashed through the eyes of the eagle, and it instantly changed into a wavy look. Behind him, a middle-aged man in bright clothes, was frowning at him. Suddenly understood...
"The Book of Jin" says that Juqumenxun "has heroes with heroes, funny and good coups." He can find an opportunity in this chaotic world and ascend to the throne. His bravery is only one aspect, and it is more a vicious means. How can such a person look like what I see now? So, this is the play code for his self-directed to play with the women.
At the age of twenty, he was already drinking and hiding his ambitions. Who is he playing in this scene? Is it male? Or patriarch Luo Qiu? Or is it Lu Guang?
Roche closed his eyes and enjoyed my massage service with a comfortable face. He came back every night with a depressed face. Only when you come back to me will you frown.
"There are more and more refugees in the city." I asked him to lie on the bed, lightly pounding his shoulders to grab him, and said, "This summer is not raining, Mai He has no harvest. Especially Dunhuang and Jiuquan are the hardest hit areas. . The victims cannot live in their hometowns and are in exile. Many have entered the Guzang city. Now there are many people begging on the streets."
He took my hand and turned his head to look at me. Qingjun's face was full of worries: "Tomorrow I will persuade Lu Guang to open a warehouse to release grain for disaster relief." Think about it and ask me again, "Can we still have money?"
I nodded. Vrsati has given a lot, and I have brought a lot of gold and silver from modern times, and I have no chance along the way.
"Ai Qing, money is something outside the body, and it is most important to save talents. Tomorrow, you will go to the victims."
I laughed and knew that he would be like this: "Relax, I will."
The thumb presses the temples on both sides of him and asks him how important it is. He nodded his head and closed his eyes to enjoy. Under the oil lamp, his face glowed with a soft halo, full of flavor. Hesitate and think about how to persuade him: "Well, Rosh, you may wish to persuade Lu Guang by some means, it will be more effective."
He opened his eyes and looked at me puzzled: "What means?"
"Just, that's... a prophecy like a prophecy." I stammered, and the hand holding the temple stopped.
Watching him close his eyebrows and kneeling beside him, he explained: "For example, if there is a strong wind, you can say to Lu Guang: This wind is not auspicious, and there will be rebellion. As long as he is willing to release food and disaster relief, he will not have to work hard. , Naturally the rebellion..."
"Ai Qing!" He interrupted me, his tone was a little unpleasant, and his clear eyes were free of any stains. "It's not what I want to do. I don't want to go down and follow Lu's door. Rosh can't do it."
Alas, I knew he would refuse. If he wanted, he could do this as early as Guizi, and he would suffer less. His arrogant heart and mind, I do not know how much more suffering he will have in these 17 years.
Since entering Gu Zang, his smile has become less and less. No one believes in Buddhism, but he can't carry it forward. He is troubled by common things every day, and his spirit is too depressed. I traced his slender eyebrows, sliding my fingers into his deep eye sockets, trying to smooth out the wrinkles that were becoming increasingly apparent. He blinked and stared at me intently, his eyes gradually showing joy.
I kissed his eyebrow, and when it fell down, he closed his eyes and concentrated on enjoying my kiss. Sliding all the way to his lips, he was about to tangle with me, but I left, kissed his knot, and listened to him with a slight trembling with satisfaction. I moved down again, and my finger touched the wedding ring along the red string on his neck. This ring, from the day he gave it to me, I insisted that he hang it in his clothes. Otherwise, a monk wearing a ring is too weird. I'm afraid he will be despised.
Leaving him slightly, he gently untied his shirt.
"Ai Qing, you..." He almost jumped up in shock, his face flushed like a sun, struggling with an unstable breath, "What are you doing?"
I looked up and looked into his deep water like an abyss, but also blushed slightly and said softly, "I want to make you happy."
His face brightened suddenly, his smile gradually spreading, his eyebrows no longer tightened, and long fingers were inserted into my hair. When emotional, he was a little impatient and wanted to pull me up.
"You are tired, let me come." I smiled and pressed him back on the pillow, watching him panting with closed eyes under me with satisfaction. The blush is full, eyes half open, and the shallow water mist floats in the eyes. At the most hearty time, the extreme joy on his face made me feel relieved. How I hope this man will never frown.
"Ai Qing, we can consider having a baby."
After the passion, as usual is a tender embrace. He unconsciously fiddled with my hair and looked at me tenderly: "Now that it has settled down in Gu Zang, don't you say that we have to stay for seventeen years? If you have a child in these seventeen years, you will have more You can think more and think more, and more things can be done."
The blood in the whole body froze in an instant, and he murmured vaguely, and the sadness spewing out thinly would not let him know. It has never been recorded that he had children during this time, and the only one was the terrifying and publicly-known court lady in "Jin Shu" who "bred two sons in one friendship". That was also after he went to Changan, when he was 53 years old, not now. If the history book is true, it means that at least in Liangzhou, I cannot have children.
Did passing through the accumulated radiation really damage my fertility? If I haven’t been able to give birth, will he really recruit ten concubines in public when he is fifty-three years old? But how could this be possible because of his affection for me? This record, before I didn't know him, I was just a fun anecdote. When he was young, when I first knew his true identity, I also thought of this first very vulgarly. But after falling in love with him, I firmly believe that this is a fallacy. Otherwise, if it is true, how can I, a woman in the 21st century, accept to share with others? I will definitely go crazy.
"Rosh, if...if..."
"what?"
Looking at the man who is close to Junya Qingjun, the eyes are full of love to the extreme indulgence, how can I believe the history books full of errors and not believe his love for me? I bowed into his warm arms and said vaguely:
"It's nothing……"
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"Ji Shu Juqu Menxun Records": Juqu Menxun, Linsong Lu Shuihu people also. His ancestor was Zun Juqu, the Xiongnu, and his official was Yan. Meng Xunbo involved in the history of the group, quite astronomical, heroic with heroics, comically good and contingent, Liang Xi and Lu Guang were both strange and terrified, so they often drank themselves.