Chapter 1792

"Let's go," said Su Kui faintly, and walked sideways past the stupefied seventeen, straight into the boundless night.

All of a sudden, the housekeeper stood aside respectfully. Seeing that Su Kui was leaving, he bowed slightly to show his respect. That thick eyes but twinkling eyes, a trace of comfort quickly across. In one's lifetime, I can still see that the young master likes women, and I'll die in peace.

Of course, the housekeeper is not the one who cares too much. They are generals. They don't care about small things. As long as Meng Zhian likes it, it's good.

It seems that the Chi family and their Meng family are still predestined.

It's a pity -

thinking about Meng Zhian's injury, his eyes darkened. For a moment of trance, seventeen has chased Su Kui and disappeared into the night. At this moment, I'm afraid that I've got on the carriage back to the palace.

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"ah --"

in the dark night, a heavy sigh sounded. I'm afraid. I don't have that blessing.

His injury is too serious, and now he only lives by a hundred year old ginseng. Now outsiders know that the general of the Meng family is seriously injured. Now he is collecting the hundred year old ginseng everywhere!

What's that for? Nature is for lifting!

Because Meng Zhian is well-known outside, but no one deliberately raises the price. On the contrary, many gentry who collect old ginseng have brought it to the housekeeper for a look. If it is appropriate, they will not be treated badly. After a thousand thanks, they will pay a lot of money to buy it.

But as we all know, the value of the five hundred year old ginseng is extremely high, not everyone has it. Even if there is one, it is not necessarily willing to take it out, because this thing, which day, is the treasure of life-saving.

The Butler thought, maybe one day, the young master will not be able to endure.

Looking up at the heavy night sky, the old steward's voice whispered, "God, God, although he killed countless people, he also saved countless people! Killing enemies on the battlefield is nothing more than to protect our country and our family. Now, we only hope that God will pity us and leave us a way to live! "

After that, he sighed again and turned to enter the room.

In the room, the candle light was dim, and the windows and doors of the drowsy room were closed. As soon as I stepped in, I felt the overwhelming depression hit him.

"Young master?"

The housekeeper approached lightly and suddenly froze. Then, out of the ordinary, he shouted, "come!"

-The second month of winter is October.

A great event happened in the Wei Dynasty, that is, Meng Zhian, a general with a high reputation among the people and known as the God of war, was assassinated!

Collecting old ginseng everywhere, he still didn't save his life. These days, the Meng family is preparing for the future.

Numerous white flags have become the most prominent symbol of the Meng family. There are many sorrows in the family, and Mrs. Meng once fainted from crying. Hearing that countless people have voluntarily petitioned, knowing that not everyone in the general's mansion can enter, they automatically and spontaneously joined together outside the general's mansion and thanked Meng Zhian, the dead general.

Thanks for his protection these years, they will not be disturbed by the enemy. From now on, I hope he can be safe in the sky.

In the end, more and more people came. The housekeeper endured his sorrow and asked people to set up an incense burner outside. The people who came and went, if they had the heart, could put incense outside.

At this time, the dead are big, and it's unreasonable to say nothing.

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the general's office is in a mess. The news has been sent to the cold palace for several days.

The moment I saw the letter, I was paralyzed. Yesterday, Tuoba Xuan asked someone to send a white kitten. At that time, Su Kui was teasing the cat.