Don't go down if you have a kind [Rebirth]

The emperor's nephew disguised himself as a quilt, which caused me to sweat all night, and even covered my whole body with prickly heat in autumn.

Early in the morning, a cool autumn wind blew outside the tent.Soldiers were lighting fires and cooking, and the emperor's nephew was drying clothes.

I stepped forward in surprise: "You wash it yourself?"

"Don't come here," he glanced at me, his ears blushing, "dripping water, be careful not to get your clothes wet."

"You even washed mine?" I stopped as I said, "You child. Did you change my clothes too?"

He hurriedly shook his head: "No, General Zhao came up to take a look at Uncle and said that Uncle had a rash, so he changed into dry clothes for Uncle. Uncle slept soundly. I don't know. General Zhao also said that Uncle doesn't eat onions and garlic. Most of them are from Liangzhou, and the taste is spicy and spicy, I was negligent yesterday."

As he spoke, he wiped his hands on his clothes, ran away slowly, brought some porridge and side dishes in the blink of an eye, and placed them on a wooden box full of arrowheads.

I think, Zhao Shuo probably didn't associate the two things "scallions, garlic" and "rash" to King Liang, did he?

I sat on the small wooden pier, wandering in the sky, eating porridge without taste.After the emperor's nephew finished drying his clothes, he also moved a small wooden pier and sat opposite me.

"have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

"What to eat?"

"Same as Uncle's."

"Oh. What are you going to do today?"

"Wait for the luggage to come."

"The luggage hasn't come yet?"

"It's raining, it's delayed."

"Hmm...is it so free to march and fight?"

"General Zhao said that if he doesn't beat the gray fox to death himself, he will hang himself at Changhe Pass."

"..."

"fourteen."

"?" My eyelids twitched, "What do you call me?"

"Uncle." He smiled shyly.

"Is there a rash on my face? It's kind of itchy."

"I can't grab it." He grabbed my hand.

His hands were too strong, so I had no choice but to obey: "Okay, okay, don't grab."

……

The emperor of Daxing and the good king of Daxing chatted awkwardly all morning like two mentally handicapped children.

Afterwards, King Liang was invited by several generals to leave for an hour, and came back at noon with a bottle of ointment in his hand.

The autumn sun at noon was dazzling, and the tent was brightly lit.After lunch, Liang Wang said that he would apply medicine for me.

I regret it, why should I drink that bowl of bone soup with scallions floating in it?

I exposed my indecent back, and let the nephew finish applying the medicine.He also wanted to paint my face, and I said, "Give me the medicine bottle, and I will apply it myself."

He retracted his hand: "Without a mirror, you can't see."

Me: "...Actually, Uncle has grown this thing before. If you don't paint anything, it will be fine in two days."

He had question marks all over his face: "Why didn't uncle just say anything?"

"Uh..." I stammered, "This... I haven't thought about it."

He gave me the ointment: "Since it's been applied, it's inconvenient to lie down. Uncle will sleep on his stomach?"

I buried my head in the pillow, "Oh."

He moved away two steps, then turned back suddenly, stretched out his hand to grab me and turned over: "No, I forgot, you are injured."

I grinned at him.

He straightened me up and said regretfully, "Does the bone hurt?"

I said boldly: "It hurts so little, I'll be fine a long time ago."

He nodded guiltily, and glanced at the opposite bed.

"That bedding was originally placed on the ground," I said. "The ground was very humid two days ago, so it must not be usable. My rash is not passed on, so you have to sleep here for a while."

I made room for him, and he lay down.

The mountains and rivers were broken, and the sea was flowing. The emperor of Daxing and the good king of Daxing took a nap.

Sleeping in a daze, I heard someone talking outside the tent.

"The luggage is here, where is Your Highness?"

"Taking a nap."

"What? Your Highness never takes a nap."

"General Song, you can't go in, His Highness is really taking a nap."

"Crap, is Your Highness injured?"

"No, His Highness takes a nap with his uncle."

"Uncle? What uncle?"

"The one who came with General Zhao Shuo, the Zhongzhou reinforcements, may be from the Zhang family, so don't ask."

"what's going on?"

"Tell you not to ask Song Baboon, you die for me! Head! Head!"

... I opened my eyes and met a head poking through the crack of the tent door.This person has a fair and gentle face, which looks like that, but he wears a large ring of bone in the wild country style on his left ear.I blinked at him...he plopped in.

I quickly closed my eyes.The imperial nephew was startled awake and got up.Take Song Baboon out.

After they left, I lay down for a while before getting up.When I opened the door and walked out, the man who had just talked to Baboon Song clasped his fists at me.I said, "What's the name of the little general?"

"Xiao Guan."

"'Xiao Guan' from 'Xiao Guan Feng Hou Qi'?"

"Hey, because I was born in Xiaoguan. You are smart." The young man looked childish, and when he smiled, he showed a pair of small canine teeth and a pair of dimples.

"You look like a serious general, how can you come to see the gate?"

"His Royal Highness asked me to protect the young master."

"I've wronged you, but don't worry," I patted him on the shoulder, "I know another person, he also started as a gatekeeper, and now he is a general. How long have you been with His Highness?"

"Five years."

"Have you stayed in Qingniling with His Highness?"

"That's not true. I dug His Highness out of the mine. And Mr. Wei."

I muttered, "Mr. Wei?"

Xiao Huya shook his head and sighed: "When it was dug out, Mr. Wei held His Highness in his arms, and his body was blown to pieces. Now I have suffered another crime. My son saw His Highness staring at Mr. Wei in a daze, his eyes turned red. .”

I walked in silence for a while, intending to take a walk alone, I didn't want Xiao Huya to follow me step by step, meeting my eyes many times, eagerly waiting for me to speak-co-author This is a reserved talker.

I couldn't bear to refute his interest: "Your Highness, do you take any medicine on weekdays? I haven't seen him in the past few years. Is he sick?"

Xiao Huya waved his hand: "Hey, it's not a serious illness. I heard it's because I can't sleep well. I ate it during the march because I was afraid of delaying my work. But I haven't eaten for a few days, and I seem to have slept well."

"Why can't I sleep well? Have a nightmare? What kind of nightmare?"

"It's... hard to say, I don't know, but I have heard it called 'uncle' a few times, and I guess it is you, son..."

"Xiao Guan!"

Uh... There was a loud shout in my ear.Surrounded by several generals, the emperor's nephew stood not far away, looking towards me.

"Ah... yes!" Xiao Huya straightened his back, stood upright, and replied in horror, "Your Highness!"

"Run around the camp with a load, ten laps, start!" The imperial nephew gave Xiao Huya a stern look, and ordered.

A gust of wind rushed out from Huya's "rubbing", and my heel kicked my trouser leg with mud...

I resentfully walked towards my nephew.Several generals clasped their fists at me. That baboon Song——I know why he is called "baboon". He opened his mouth and said, "Little...little uncle?"

I:"……"

The imperial nephew was silent, and said: "He is not a few years older than me, let's call him Young Master Zhang."

All the generals called me "Mr. Zhang" in unison, and introduced themselves one after another.

Song Baboo said: "Mr. Zhang, my name is Song Fei. 'Song Baboo' is the nickname given to me by that idiot who was punished for running the lap just now."

He said and grabbed my hand eagerly: "It's great that you can come here, you can come to Liangzhou in the future, don't leave your highness..."

"Song Fei," the emperor's nephew pouted, "you run too."

I laughed on the sidelines, thinking that the emperor's nephew was very interesting.After laughing for a while, I found that the emperor's nephew would glance at me every time he said a few words, which made it very difficult for the generals to report on their work.So I slipped away quietly.

On the way, I saw Baboon and Huya a few times, two unlucky children. They each carried a bag of food. The baboon had long legs and long feet, surpassing Huya. Huya shouted from behind: "Song Baboon, you spilled food! Believe it or not, Your Highness!" Let you go around three more times and pick it up one by one! If you miss a grain, you won’t smoke your board, I’ll take your last name!”

The baboon waved his hands and shouted: "Songguan! I'll finish running first and boil water for you!"

It's nice to be young.I took a deep breath, my lungs hurt a little, but my heart was very happy, what about Northern Qiang, what about King Jin, what about Liuzhou and Minzhou, I even forgot that I was the emperor in an instant.

Suddenly I remembered that the old monk asked me if I was doing it for Daxing. Now I want to tell him, I don’t know if I am doing it for Daxing, but if I have a choice, I want to do it for myself first in this life.Living again is like dreaming, I feel that everything is fake, only my own feeling is real.

The most selfish emperor in the history of the Daxing Dynasty walked around the barracks all afternoon.

As the sky darkened, bonfires were lit here and there in the camp.As soon as the supply troops arrived, many more tents were set up, and there were more people, and the food was more delicious, and there seemed to be wine to drink.I have to say that the standard of living of the emperor's nephew's army is really good, but Zhao Shuo's army is much poorer. He always finds rivers and lakes to jump into when he takes a bath, or he doesn't wash, and he never provides the service of boiling bath water to the soldiers.I thought of my sticky plaster and pimple rash, asked the way, and walked towards the place where the hot water was supplied.

I expected a lot of people wanting a hot shower and prepared to wait in line, but... no one.Probably the weather is getting colder, and these soldiers don't think they need to take a bath.A wooden sign was erected next to the big stove for boiling water, and a line of words was written crookedly on the sign: "Old Chai who boiled water has gone to eat."

The cultural level of King Liang's army seems to be higher than that of Apunu's nephew's army.

I thought, if it doesn’t work, I’ll do it myself, who knows how to boil water?

The large stove is temporarily rammed with soil and is open to the air.Due to the rain in the previous two days, the firewood was piled up in a large tent beside it. There were several large tents behind the firewood tent, and there were bathtubs in the tent.The iron pot on the big stove had been filled with cold water. Seeing that there seemed to be not enough firewood outside, I moved firewood into the firewood tent.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked into the tent, I heard... an uncivilized... um, groan.

"Shh... baby don't... you bit off my finger..."

"Go away, Baboon Song, you die... you let go of me, and you will be seen..."

"No one sees, let me kiss you, and I won't make trouble with you."

"Are you disgusting..."

"Big baby, I'm disgusted, don't you..."

…I didn’t know when I climbed up the firewood pile, and got close to a hole in the tent, and saw two entangled figures from the gap in the door of another big tent on the opposite side that was blown up by the wind...

Ah, my eyes hurt.I climbed down the firewood pile lightly, intending to escape silently.Unexpectedly, when she turned around... she bumped into the emperor's nephew head-on.

I shivered in fright, and the firewood in my arms fell down.

The emperor's nephew stood with his hands behind his back, his face was turned away from the light, and his expression couldn't be seen clearly, but the voice seemed a little angry: "Where are the people here?"

"?" I threw away all the firewood, "Oh, let's go...to eat."

"..." He remained motionless, and suddenly raised his voice, "Song Fei, get out!"

Sure enough, Song Fei rolled in from the front door in a frenzy, Xiao Guan followed behind and squeezed in, and the surname Song was good at pulling back and pushing people out.

The nephew's face was probably darker than the bottom of the pot outside: "Put on your clothes."

Xiao Guan finally squeezed in.Song Fei stretched out his hand to wrap his clothes around him.

"Get dressed yourself!" The emperor's nephew's face darkened again.

The two unlucky children knelt down in front of the emperor's nephew, not daring to breathe.

I felt that something was not going well, so I said weakly: "That...Your Highness, it's not a big deal, just kidding..."

The nephew suddenly looked up at me.

Me: "..." speechless.

He flung his sleeves away.