Alas, thanks to the general, why did he still want to collect the money? As he thought about it, he became more and more uneasy, he wanted to return the money to the general. Sima Hua naturally saw the old man's actions, but just held the old man's hand covered with calluses and fishy smell, and said gently: "It's not easy to hold it."

The old man didn't know what to do, so he wanted to get up in the rattan chair, but he found that the general had put force on his hands and he couldn't get up.

"The old man is doing it so hard, I'm going to go there too." Sima Hua said, and then got up and walked towards the bustling street. Lingfeng followed behind him and walked.

The old man looked at Sima Hua's distant figure behind him, with tears in his eyes.

Ma Weibo looked at this scene and it made people cry.

Ma Weibo and Sima Hua walked together. Seeing the extremely prosperous scene around, smelling the snacks made by the vendors Xincai, he spoke: "What do you think you are planning for?" Sima Hua's scene just now made him feel a little different.

After all, Sima Hua is different from those foolish generals. He is not a person who is a member of the Sima family's old master. He is also a hero worthy of being intimate.

"For why, I just want to be worthy of my conscience." Sima Hua paused slightly, looked at the blooming pear blossoms on the street like snow, and said in a warm voice.

Pear blossoms, I don’t know when it started, became a mark and scenery of Kyoto. Some people are destined to be forgotten. There are still many legends about A Leng in the streets and alleys. The position of the National Master in people’s hearts is the most irreplaceable. The prosperous scenery was what he and A Leng expected at the time, and it was also what he said he should bear.

"I am ashamed of my heart? I thought the general was going to bring out something like the people in the world." Ma Weibo said, and must have looked at Sima Hua's brown eyes with cold air. This was a new answer, and it was beyond his expectations. If he said this kind of thing about the people in the world, it would not be Sima Hua.

"What about you? Are you doing this for the people of the world?" Sima Hua looked at Ma Weibo's white face and his stunned look, which was quite funny. Although Ma Weibo had a plan for others, he was still interesting, but it was real. Where can there be people who can't calculate? Even if there are, I'm afraid that they can learn to calculate while living.

When he was young, he had seen a lot of calculations, and the people who planned this plan were just yellow children. They did not make mistakes, just for the word "living". He would not be a noble person and looked down on such people, because he was also such people, but the calculation was not human life but human hearts. It was impossible to calculate the fortunes of others, but the best strategy.

"Of course, no. I just want to be alive. I gave me a way out, and I was loyal to him very much. It was also the word "I am alive." Ma Weibo said with serious eyes, and what he said was the truth.

Half of loyalty to Du Yujun was for the kindness at that time, and the other half was for the living. Those who could give him a way to survive were able to do his master.

Who is not doing what you don’t like to live, and plotting against the people you are unwilling to plot against at the beginning?

"You are honest." Sima Hua looked at Ma Weibo's sincere appearance and smiled a little, and he couldn't help but feel a little smile on his face. It's been a long time since I saw such a honest person. Most of the people around him were clinging to the gentleman's skin while calculating, and insisted on acting like a hypocrite. He didn't know how disgusting his appearance was.

"Of course, the master is praising me too." Ma Weibo said, his chin slightly raised, and he looked a little arrogant. Although he looked calm and at such a young age, he was of a child's temperament. Even though he looked too white and mature, people always forget that his age was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he had never been as tall as the champion.

I always have a stern face, but I have lost this little look a lot and look a little mature.

"You are interesting." Sima Hua found this fearless arrogance and found it particularly funny. He saw many people wearing different skins, and now he has seen such people for a long time.

"Why go to my mansion and have a good chat?" Sima Hua glanced at Ma Wubo and said in a warm voice, his tone no longer had a cold smell. It's not easy for all of them to care about it.

"That's right!" After hearing this, Ma Weibo looked at Sima Hua's gentle appearance again and spoke happily. Sima Hua also admired him. He was a person who was good at meeting him, and there were too few people around him. His excited appearance looked like a boy, and he was a little less mature. If the palace guards looked at him like this, they would probably think that they had seen a ghost.

Ma Weibo seemed to have noticed something wrong with him, and even stopped, his head lowered a little.

"No one will laugh at you, it's just a boy." Sima Hua said, with gentle stars scattering in his eyes.

Back then, someone was talking to him that he didn’t always look like an adult, he was just a teenager, living the life of a teenager with a happy smile and crying. How great it was.

Now, it’s just something he’s talking to others.

Young people should still be like young people, laugh freely and be happy at will. They are ambitious and can be able to hang out into the sky to capture the stars.

Ma Weibo's development is a little better than the previous plan, but the little white tiger has no such luck. It just feels that life is hopeless.

Another day when he was held in the palm of his master, the little white tiger felt that his life could be seen at first sight. It was just a wave of mindless service, like something that was spoiled. But then he thought again, wasn’t he just a little white tiger? It should be a thing of the same?

Not, but it has to practice well, but it is going to become this god. Well, yes, it is a very motivated little white tiger. How can it be compared with those ordinary little white tigers who have no enlightenment?
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