There was a horn sound from afar. The man in front of the window was just sitting there quietly, saying nothing, and doing nothing. He just looked at the bright moonlight quietly, as if the moonlight could remind him of something.

His eyes were filled with nostalgia. That nostalgia was the nostalgia for missing his homeland, and the nostalgia that could make people immerse themselves in his sadness. It was a look of missing the country that had been destroyed. This man made everyone who saw him at first instant realize that this was a very story-producing person, and that story was probably not very friendly.

The man's surname is Lu, Lu Xiangsheng. That's right, it was the one who had a fierce man named Lu Yan Wang, who had a white face and a dark heart among all the peasant soldiers in the late Ming Dynasty.

He is Lu Xiangsheng's child, to be precise, he was a posthumous son. It was precisely because of this that he had not been able to do such a day. He always came back to this mountain. His father was buried on this mountain, and his hometown was also buried on this mountain. Back then, the last emperor of his country also died on this mountain. This is also an alternative person who guards his country after his death.

He slowly walked out of the small thatched hut. The house was not very big under the moonlight, but it was inexplicably heavy. He saw him walking behind the hut and looking at the small tombstone behind the hut. He just gently tilted his head, and then slowly said, "Father, my son is here again. Year after year, the third prince is dead. I just don't know if the country where the emperor guards the country and the king dies, can the country where the country is still coming back. This is really a pity."

He said this, with a little helplessness in his tone. He looked at the tombstone, and then leaned on the hill beside the tombstone. He just looked at the bright moon in the distance and said slowly, "Father, I am already twenty-eight years old this year, which is not small. I have thought of going outside to make achievements, but I can't do it. When I see the country outside, I still hope that the Ming Dynasty will be reborn. Perhaps, in a way that no one can imagine. However, now that the prince is dead, who else can I be with?"

The man said this and kept sighing in his mouth. What he said was indeed true. After all, he really didn't know these things. Who knows what to do about this country? He wanted to avenge his country, but now this peaceful country cannot bear to destroy it. This is really a difficult problem.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps from afar. The footsteps didn't look very much, but in this quiet night, it was already loud enough. The man was dressed in black and looked a little elegant. He looked at the man in a daze, because the man really looked like his father, the person he had never met many times but liked very much. Perhaps it was his father, or perhaps his age-lost friend, no one knew, and even he himself didn't know.

He looked at the man indifferently and said nothing. The person who could find this place must not be an ordinary person. He knew this when he heard the sound of footsteps. After all, when he was about to stand up and go, or directly killed this man, there were a few breaths in the dark that locked him, making him jealous of the mouse.

The man looked at the visitor quietly and said slowly, "I don't know who the master is? What are you here for? If you know, we have nothing to think of big people like you, right?"

Zhao Rong smiled slowly. The person who came here in the middle of the night was Prince Yan Zhao Rong. He knew who the person in front of him was, otherwise he would not have found this place. He didn't know where this place was? It was just a place with the same name as the place where Emperor Chongzhen hanged him, and even the environment was very similar.

He looked at the man and said slowly, "Lu Qingshan, Lu Xiangsheng, General Lu's son, after General Lu died in battle, he came to this place with General Lu's corpse. After that, after the demise of the Ming Dynasty, there was no more news?"

This little news is not terrible. What is terrible is that Zhao Rong knows not only that you have so much. He looked at Lu Qingshan, and then he was slow. "I guess you really want to know who I am. My name is Zhao Rong, Prince Yan of the current court. In addition, I also have an identity as the adviser of His Highness the Crown Prince. However, not long ago, I received the task and came to Daliang. After that, Daliang became the most powerful country in the world, or the Chinese nation became the most powerful nation."

When Zhao Rong said this, he slowly raised his head, then looked at Lu Qingshan quietly and said, "Yes, I am Lu Qingshan, but can anyone prove your identity? Or, can you prove what you said?"

After he finished speaking, Zhao Rong smiled slowly, then looked at Lu Qingshan and said, "Do you want evidence?" As he said, Zhao Rong's hand slowly penetrated into his sleeves, and then took out a few things from it. He just looked at Lu Qingshan and said, "Do you know this thing? After all, when he parted, the Crown Prince told me, holding this thing, will you all believe me?"

As he said this, Zhao Rong's face was also a bit playful. He looked at Lu Qingshan and said slowly: "This matter was indeed handed over to me by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince back then. I believe he could still recognize whether the handwriting of this letter was mine. What I want to know is, do you still keep your wishes back then?"

Lu Qingshan looked at Zhao Rong, and then sighed slowly. What could he say? The last bloodline of the Ming Dynasty was already dead. Even if he was unwilling to do so, he could only understand this person. He looked at Lu Qingshan, and then he slowly said, "I have nothing to say in this matter. After all, this black order is not fake, but the prince...?"
Chapter completed!