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The moon was half full and the trees were not short. The Huarong man was hanging upside down like this, with his eyes closed and concentrating, reviewing his quiet night thoughts.
"I didn't expect you to be hanging like this, you are quite elegant." Han Lang appeared, pushed Hua Rong's temple with his index finger, and watched calmly as he rocked back and forth.
Hua Rong opened her eyes, her smiling face was smiling under the moonlight, and her bloodshot eyes were barely bright.
The thick rope hanging him broke with a muffled sound, and he immediately fell straight to the ground with his head on the ground.
Han Lang stretched out his legs and hooked his feet to catch his head before he landed, but he couldn't draw any blood from him.
"Your Majesty, please break the formation and take me back." Hua Rong stood up reluctantly, stretched his numb muscles, and immediately made gestures with a smile on his face.
Han Lang sneered and patted his frozen face, "Do you think I am the king? I can drive wherever I want? Compared with opening your chrysanthemum, I am more confident."
Huarong¡¯s mouth was half-opened, and he was at a loss for words; this showed that he had been hanging for too long and his brain was temporarily out of use. "Your Majesty, you don't know how to use formations?"
Han Lang laughed, pulled him to sit down side by side, and looked around the dark surroundings.
"Since we can't go back for the time being, why not take advantage of the high wind and dark night and let's go out together for a while." He suggested, twirling Hua Rong's fluffy hair with his fingers.
How could the world's number one Hua Hua boy refuse? He immediately smiled and when he was about to show his interest, Han Lang had already put his coat on him.
"Your Majesty is so kind. Before we went together, you were still worried that I would freeze." Huarong danced with his fingers.
"Hua Rong, you are so hypocritical. I saved you from injury, but I didn't even say half a word of thanks to you!" Han Lang blew on Hua Rong's fair neck, his breath was warm, but his eyes were cold and thick. The murderous aura quickly gathered and pressed heavily on Hua Rong's body.
"I originally wanted to buy supplements to show my filial piety, but I thought - the wool comes from the sheep anyway, so I shouldn't ask the cashier for supplements, that's all." Hua Rong took action and responded fluently.
The wool comes from the sheep. good! Have courage!
But this courage was not enough to prevent Han Lang from killing him. And Han Lang knew very well that he really didn't want to kill him.
The night wind around him was flowing slowly. Han Lang's eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up Huarong's cloak and pulled him to his feet.
"It's time to go back!"
"Is the prince not interested?" Hua Rong gestured suspiciously.
Han Lang rolled his eyes at him: "If we don't leave, the formation will change, and I really won't recognize the way out."
Hua Rong understood and limped after Han Lang.
"Last time I watched the double act, weren't your legs and feet already very nimble?" Han Lang stood in the distance and waited for him for a while.
"I hung on for too long, and the wound may have cracked." No matter how good his eyesight was, Han Lang couldn't see what Huarongbi said from a distance in the dark. He already knew in his heart that it was his nonsense excuse, so he frowned and turned around to pick him up. , stride out into battle.
Hua Rong lowered his head and rested his chin on Han Lang's shoulder. His eyes were bright, staring behind Han Lang, not missing any changes in the formation.
"Hua Rong, General Lin will return to the court in triumph in the near future. How do you think I should reward him?"
Han Lang suddenly asked, Huarong was at a loss as the formation had changed.
Han Lang narrowed his eyes teasingly: "Hua Rong, you will be a disaster sooner or later, and I happen to like you quite a lot. Why don't you be buried with me after I die?"
Hua Rong wanted to make a gesture, but Han Lang overheard: "Stop comparing, I don't have eyes behind me, so save it."
Hua Rong knew each other, and the two of them went into battle.
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Just as Han Lang said, Lin Luoyin returned victoriously a few days later. Han Lang was so happy that he organized a special family dinner for him to welcome the wind.
At the banquet, Taifu Han laughed and heard someone compare him to Bole. When he was so proud, he naturally drank too much and gave Hua Rong, who was sitting next to him, a day off in public to reminisce with General Lin.
It makes no sense. Even if the righteous General Lin doesn't like this, Han Lang's ability to lend out his most favored Huarong in front of so many people fully shows how much Han Lang values ??him.
The sound of approval started again, and Han Lang held up his cup and made a toast. Lin Luoyin raised his neck, drank the wine, and was about to stand up and say no. However, he saw Hua Rong looking at Han Lang intently, struggling to fan King Fu Ning with a golden fan. He swallowed it without any objection. .
Han Lang was true to his word. Early the next morning, Hua Rong and Hua Gui went to the General's Mansion to report.
Lin Luoyin greeted her politely, and when she saw Hua Rong smiling but not smiling, following her like a shadow, she suddenly felt very unhappy again. ?When he wanted to point at Hua Rong's nose, the monks guarding the monastery stepped forward to stop him piously, but the one who stopped him was Hua Rong, who was unable to speak.
"The donor stays."
Lin Luoyin took the lead and took a step forward, blocking in front of Hua Rong and asking, "All living beings are equal, does it mean that those who practice Buddhism also look at people?"
The eminent monk smiled but did not answer, bypassed Lin Luoyin, and with an expression that was partly apologetic and partly frightened, he pulled Hua Rong to a corner and muttered for a long time. Hua Rong put his hands into his sleeves and listened cooperatively.
Luoyin was puzzled and looked sideways, and happened to see the monk stuffing a few pieces of paper into Huarong's sleeves. Hua Rong collected the things, smiled happily, and turned to Luoyin happily. The golden fan pointed the way, indicating that he would follow the way back.
Knowing that Lin Luoyin was depressed, Hua Rong went out of his way and showed kindness to him with his eyes. Luoyin turned a blind eye, pulled Hua Rong and asked directly: "What did the monk give you to make you so happy?"
Hua Rong had a pleasant smile, but she looked guilty, and her eyes couldn't help but glance into her sleeves.
Luoyin, with his quick hands and quick eyes, found a few banknotes from Huarong's sleeve pocket, and his heart suddenly went cold. It turns out that the monk also knows how to judge people. He refused to let prostitutes enter the temple, and was afraid of offending Han Lang, so he paid Mr. Hua to "please" Mr. Hua to get out.
Seeing that his deeds were revealed, Hua Rong's smile fell, his eyes blinked, and he reluctantly took out a few banknotes and handed them to Lin Luoyin. The meaning was clear, whoever saw it had a share, let's share the spoils.
Lin Luoyin stared blankly at Huarong. He could see that Huarong's eyes were as clear as springs, but he couldn't see through them. Seeing that he refused to accept it, Hua Rong felt distressed and donated another piece.
"Do you have this kind of backbone? As long as you give me money, it doesn't matter how you insult me?" The questioner's voice was hoarse and his eyes were intense.
Hua Rong was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows and scratched his head. Only then did Luoyin realize that this was the professionalism that Huarong admired.
Luoyin was so angry that he turned around and left. When he heard Hua Rong's footsteps, he shouted: "Go back, there's no need to send him off!"
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Turning along the road, Lin Luoyin's pace gradually slowed down, and finally he stopped and stood for a long, long time until the sun set in the west.
After watching Luoyin leave, Hua Rong went back to his house to deliver business. Unexpectedly, Han Lang returned home early, without changing his official uniform, and sat in the main hall and lost his temper.
When I pricked my ears outside the door of Huarong Hall, I found out that it was because I haven't returned since the passage of time and there is no news at all.
It was a rare opportunity to perform, so Hua Rong personally made tea for Han Lang.
"What did you get today to make you so happy?" After scolding, Han Lang drank tea to calm down.
Hua Rong immediately gestured, because he missed the prince very much after being away from him for so long.
Han Lang sneered and looked at him, "I think you think it would be a good thing for you not to come back."
Hua Rong shook his head and denied it.
Han Lang didn't pursue it, "I'm going out in the evening. You don't have to wait for me to change my clothes. You don't have to follow me when you stay in the house."
Huarong nodded.
"Also, I would like to borrow your precious fan. Don't worry! I will never borrow it in vain."
After hearing this, Hua Rong gestured cheerfully: "It's better for you to be the prince, he knows the villain's thoughts best." Han Lang looked away from him again and said nothing.
That night King Funing visited Tai Lai Temple. The abbot of the temple, a great master, smiled and asked Han Lang why he came.
Han Lang laughed and slowly unfolded the borrowed fan. The words "Happy in front of the palace" flashed under the lamp, "Demolish the temple!"
Not long after, Han Lang announced in the midst of cries of injustice: "From today on, all Taoist temples and temples across the country must also pay taxes to the court. Those who violate the law, Tai Lai Temple is the best example. In addition -" Han Lang After a pause, he added: "Everyone had better keep this in mind for me. If you see this fan in the future, it will be like seeing me. Anyone who refuses to let people in after seeing this fan will look down on me, King Funing."
The next day, the law that monks and nuns also had to pay taxes was formulated and promulgated to the world.
"It's a pity that Han Lang can no longer dominate the government. His arrogant behavior was impeached early the next day.
Han Lang lowered his eyes and said nothing. The minister of the Ministry of Industry has already come forward and actively exonerates Han Lang.
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The Manchu Dynasty agreed and had nothing to say. Han Yan stood aside but smiled and said nothing.
What a good idea to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha. It's just that Han Yan didn't understand whose flowers he, Han Lang, borrowed and which Buddha he gave to. He fiddled with his fingers, guessing Han Lang's expression when he knew that the fleeting time would never come back.
The whole morning was silent.
Han Lang lowered his head and gradually felt that he could not breathe smoothly, so he raised his hand, covered his lips and suppressed a few coughs.
The scarlet between his fingers was eye-catching. Han Lang was startled for a moment, but the blood in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and suddenly the energy surged into his throat.
The situation got out of control, and he actually vomited blood and fell to the ground in front of all the officials.
The court was in chaos, the emperor lost his countenance, rushed down from the Dragon Seat, hugged Han Lang's neck, helpless but did not say a word.
Han Yan stared, beginning to doubt the emperor's silence.
At this moment, Han Lang held on to the last touch of clarity, met Han Yan's eyes, and said: "Your Majesty, I will be fine tomorrow if everything is fine"
"Your Majesty, will Taifu Han go to the palace to see the imperial doctor?"
After Han Lang fainted, Han Yancai said, squatting down and looking at the emperor's closed lips.
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Typos correction (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Upon seeing this, Han Lang was startled for a moment, but the blood in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and suddenly the energy surged into his throat.
The situation got out of control, and he actually vomited blood and fell to the ground in front of all the officials.
The court was in chaos, the emperor lost his countenance, rushed down from the Dragon Seat, hugged Han Lang's neck, helpless but did not say a word.
Han Yan stared, beginning to doubt the emperor's silence.
At this moment, Han Lang held on to the last touch of clarity, met Han Yan's eyes, and said: "Your Majesty, I will be fine tomorrow if everything is fine"
"Your Majesty, will Taifu Han go to the palace to see the imperial doctor?"
After Han Lang fainted, Han Yancai said, squatting down and looking at the emperor's closed lips.
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