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Chapter 59 Fishing alone in the snow of the cold river

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Mingyuezhou...

Bi Lingyuan was chanting these three words in his mind, and he was confused for a moment. He knew that there were many tricks in the case of Lu in Mingyuezhou, which involved a wide range of problems.

It was precisely because of the destruction of the Lu family that he was able to seize the opportunity and use the name of liquidating the rebellion to rectify the governor who monopolized the power of the Lu family in Mingyuezhou.

Since the Jing Dynasty unified the Eastern Land 120 years ago, all forty-nine states were under the jurisdiction of the Jing Dynasty. Because the country was established at the beginning and its foundation was not stable, more than twenty states were still under the jurisdiction of the clan that occupied land and claimed to be the king at that time.

For more than a hundred years, these clans have been operating in various states and counties for several generations, with deep foundations. The officials sent by the court have become decorations, and the implementation of various decrees has been hindered from top to bottom.

The prefectures and counties occupied by these clans, especially the Lu family in Mingyuezhou, has the deepest foundation and is the most popular.

Mingyuezhou is located in the fortress, bordering Hengyang, the northern border, and is guarded by the army of General Lu Xuguo, the provocative tribes on the border are frightened.

It can be said that Mingyuezhou has not fallen for a day, so it has given other prefectures and counties the confidence to fight against the court.

Bi Lingyuan put away the letter, thought about it, took a book he often read, and carefully clamped the letter into it.

Lu Hanrui can still take care of her cousin Yilan so much in such a situation, Bi Lingyuan doesn't understand

He grew up under the pressure of his elder brother and second brother since childhood. Behind them are the support of a mixed family, surrounded by tigers and wolves, and they want to kill him countless times.

Later, the father had Bi Lingchen again, and his beloved son became increasingly ignoring the existence of his legitimate son in the central palace.

When Yilan died, she said that she deliberately tricked her to Xinzheku, served Bi Lan and left the palace together.

After she did such a thing, Lu Hanrui still wanted to ask for a good ending for her. Could it be... Isn't it that the way of heaven is good for reincarnation?

Yilan Wumei... Bi Lingyuan put together the book and murmured. He couldn't help but think about what kind of longing and anxious Lu Hanrui was when he picked up the pen to write this letter.

He tried to think about it. If he wrote about Lingchen's brother... He had a cold war in an instant. It was so terrible that he was so close to his brother.

The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, the so-called brothers are just his slaves

The night is dark and I can only wait for an hour when I see it. Bi Lingyuan simply lay down on the couch, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Wu Yong and Quancai look at me and I look at you, but they don’t dare to go up and disturb him, so they have to cover him with a blanket and tiptoe back

In the bedroom of Cining Palace, the empress dowager quietly plucked the string of Buddhist beads in her hand. The candlelight was shrouded, and a figure flashed in.

The man was dressed in black clothes. The queen mother slowly opened her eyes and still turned her beads: Are you back?

The man in black pulled off the masked cloth, knelt down on one knee, and bowed and replied: Lu Yilan has finished it, but there is still...

Lu Hanrui The Empress Dowager held the Buddhist beads and chanted the name softly

Fei Xing, a man in black, said: This is Lu Hanjiang's daughter, Lu's legitimate daughter, and she is the only one left in the Lu family. If she dies, the Lu family in Mingyuezhou will be completely destroyed.

Completely destroyed...

The Queen Mother stood up, walked over and pushed the window open. The wind stopped, the snow stopped falling, the clouds dissipated, and a lonely moon overlooked the living beings.

Mingyuezhou...that hometown that I can never go back to

Birds fly across thousands of mountains, people die in thousands of paths

The old man in a boat, the straw raincoat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river

The Empress Dowager murmured at the bright moon, and Lu Hanjiang once said that this poem was his life

And he practiced it like this