After I was reborn, the scumbag was good

The first training item is naturally the use and practice of equipment.

Xiao Qinghe is very familiar with the appearance and use of almost all weapons in Qi State's arsenal. This is due to his love of listening to books and watching operas, and spears and halberds are the things he is most interested in in those dramas. of.

The only thing is that he has never touched it before. He thought it would not be too difficult to control, but in fact he was completely wrong.

The pistol, which is light to others, looked so bulky when held in his hand, and he couldn't hold it smoothly. He struggled to follow the infantry lieutenant's waving the pistol, trying to keep up with the movement of the man on the high platform.

He must do his best to stay here, he must be able to stand beside Zongzheng Yichen on an equal footing, he cannot be his drag bottle!

After a while, the skin on the palm of his hand was worn out, and reddish blood oozes out, and it hurts hotly from the friction with the wooden dick.

The weather that made him shiver from the cold in the morning turned into bright sunshine before he knew it. This is the case in the autumn weather, and the morning is very different from the noon.

Small beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead, more and more, more and more dense, and then gathered into a large one, some flowed down his cheeks, fell on the uneven ground under his feet, soaked into the soil, nowhere to be seen.

Some flowed across the forehead and rushed towards the eyes that were narrowed under the sun, frightening him to open one eye and close the other, letting the sweat flow over the upper and lower eyelids, and flow down the cheeks like tears to the somewhat round and tender chin, The last drop fell, making tiny splashes on the bumps.

His vision became increasingly dizzy, and his hungry stomach was rebelling in full swing at the moment, his legs and feet began to tremble, his fingers became more and more difficult to grasp, and his breathing became more and more heavy. The little arrogant man on the side seemed to have noticed his abnormality. .

"You..." He turned to look at him, panting and asked, "Can you?"

Xiao Qinghe has nowhere to vent his resentment, and at this moment, you are out of luck!

He took a deep breath, finished the draft, and was about to scold him: You can't do it!Your whole family of five hundred people can't do it!Don't piss and take pictures of yourself!

Unfortunately, before he could catch his breath, his eyes went black and he passed out.

At the end when he lost all consciousness, he thought in a panic: It's over, now Xu Xu has an excuse to drive him away...

When Xiao Qinghe opened his eyes again, he was already under the shade of a clump of trees at the edge of the school grounds. The still harsh sunlight shone directly on his face through the sparse leaves, making it hard for him to keep his eyes open.

His face was burning hot, as if a layer of skin was about to be sunburned. The sweat soaked the sunburned skin, as if salt had been sprinkled in the cracks of the wound, numb and painful.

He could even feel that the muscles on his cheeks were beating slightly as if they had their own life. He raised his hand to cover it, closed his eyes, and opened them again, only then could he see the surrounding scene clearly.

Some unknown bugs were screaming desperately in his ears, making people irritated. Others were still sweating in military training, and no one cared about him. No one cares about it, he just fell asleep for so long.

Xiao Qinghe felt more and more wronged when he thought about it. He came to this poor place because of Zongzhengxu. Come see for yourself!

The more Xiao Qinghe thought about it, the more he felt that this was just a one-man show of his own, and Zong Zhengxu was just cooperating with him occasionally to play a little temper.

It was the sin he asked for to suffer, but he has never felt the slightest regret until now. He just suddenly felt homesick and wanted to hold him in the palm of his hand in the prime minister's mansion where he was cared for, and to treat Li, who was loved by him in every possible way. The butler, Xiao Rong, who wanted to argue with him since childhood.

Thinking of his reputation as a powerful man in the city, and his father who is occasionally strict but doting on him, thinking about it, he felt his nose sore, his mouth flattened, tears immediately wet his eyes, and a joking joke suddenly broke into his ears, The voice is still a little immature, but the contempt and irony in the tone are undisguised.

"Yo, the young master is crying?"

It's that annoying voice again!Haunted!

Xiao Qinghe sniffled and held back his tears, then raised his head and looked viciously at the person who turned over and competed with him last night, "Which dog eye of yours saw your uncle cry?!"

"Oh, I'm still ashamed to admit it." The man seemed to be unable to live without taunting others, "If you want me to say, the young master should go home early and have a rest, and he will be served in fine clothes and fine food, so as to save the time in the school grounds." Fainting will affect military training, and even cause others to die when they arrive on the battlefield."

Xiao Qinghe really wanted to talk back, but now he felt uncomfortable all over his body, his throat was dry and hoarse, as if it was on fire, and his saliva seemed to be cut by a knife.

He struggled to prop himself up with his arms, and then sat up in a place where the leaves were denser. He could ignore the man with his arms crossed and leaning sideways on the tree trunk to watch the show. I feel uncomfortable from head to toe, my head is groggy, painful and dizzy, and my eyelids are heavy.

He stretched out his hands and looked, the palms were full of frayed blood bubbles, the blood oozing out had completely coagulated, sticking some flesh and blood together, it was bloody and bloody, it looked really scary.

He tried to spread his five fingers, and a sharp pain quickly spread from the torn wound accompanied by blood flowing out again, sweeping across his whole body in an instant, and his mind was cleared up a lot.

"Young master is really tender." Someone continued to mock Daye.

Xiao Qinghe didn't want to bear it, and couldn't bear it, he stood up abruptly, pointed at him with a finger, and was about to start cursing, when suddenly he felt dizzy and dizzy, and then, everything in front of him seemed to be turned upside down. Without even feeling the pain, he lost consciousness again and passed out again.

It was a pity that he couldn't scold that little arrogance until he fainted.

Xiao Qinghe felt that he was in a mess, like he was in a dream, or he seemed to be awake. He tried hard to distinguish, but in the end he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or awake.

Feeling hot and cold, extremely uncomfortable, sometimes like being in a raging fire, burning all over the body, it seems that even panting is superfluous, wishing to scrape off all the skin and flesh on the body, leaving only a handful of dry bones to feel cool, Sometimes he felt like he was in a glacier, and the cold water soaked his limbs, making him shiver.

He suddenly noticed a heat source beside him, so he approached the warm place unconsciously, subconsciously curled up his body in that warm place, bound the heat with his hands and feet so that he could not move, the thing struggled After a while, when he realized that it was useless, he took it seriously and stopped moving, obediently letting him pester him.

In his vague consciousness, he vaguely heard someone cursing and saying something, and he didn't know who it was talking to. He also felt that someone was putting a wet towel on his forehead, changing it from time to time, and there was a hand on his back Pat it gently and rhythmically, as if trying to comfort him in this way.

The only fly in the ointment was that the man seemed to be saying something, and he couldn't hear clearly, but the man spoke in a very bad tone, as if venting dissatisfaction, and even a little rough, but the movement of reaching out to touch his forehead was extremely gentle.

who is it?Who will take care of him at a time like this?

"Xuxu..." Xiao Qinghe murmured subconsciously.

The warm thing stopped suddenly, and the hand that patted the back also stopped suddenly, and then patted lightly again after a while.

Xiao Qinghe didn't have the strength to think so much, and fell asleep in a daze under the torture of the cold and heat.

When he opened his eyes again, it was still that annoying face that caught his eyes. He closed his eyes again, turned his head to the side, and his chin was roughly pinched and twisted back immediately.

"Finally woke up? The young master is really delicate and fleshy! You can't get the wind or the sun."

Xiao Qinghe felt that his jaw was about to dislocate, but he couldn't help but struggled to breathe. He really couldn't use it to waste it on the person he hated, so he let him hold it, and he would naturally let go when he had enough mockery.

Sure enough, seeing that he didn't respond, the man moved his fingers away from his chin as if it was boring, and moved his face back to the direction where he was originally looking away, and turned around without even looking at him. He walked over, but still didn't let him go.

"Wake up and get up, what kind of man is he lying down and pretending to be dead?"

Xiao Qinghe wanted to open his mouth to speak, but found that his voice was dry and hoarse, his voice was wrinkled like white paper that had been crumpled: "You...too childish."

Need to stimulate others to get pleasure, what is not naive?

Although he himself is naive sometimes, this person in front of him seems to be even naive than him.

Xiaoaojiao became angry when he heard it, turned around and walked over a few steps, smashed the bowl containing water in his hand vigorously, and said in a vicious voice: "There is no reward for good intentions!"

Xiao Qinghe was taken aback, never thought that he went to get water for himself. Although he hated this person, he was not a person who would not repay his kindness after all. Besides, his throat seemed to be on fire, looking at the clear water in the bowl. I swallowed my saliva, but I really couldn't stand the temptation.

He lowered his head and took a sip of water like a survivor in the desert, then let out a long breath, finally feeling better in his throat, and thanked him awkwardly: "Thank you, what's your name?"

Others took the initiative to show their favor, and it was not good for Xiao Arrogant to put on a handsome but still childish face, and replied with an awkwardness that did not lose Nangong Yaoyan: "Zongzheng Chi."

Xiao Qinghe was actually just looking for something to say, but at the moment he was completely shocked, stammering: "Zong... Zong... Zongzheng?"

Zongzheng Chi frowned and gave him a sideways look, and snorted in disgust, "Mmm."

At the same time, he slandered in his heart: Has this person never seen the emperor's relatives?As for being so excited?Looking at his stubborn appearance yesterday, I thought he was not someone in the pool, but is he also such a person who clings to the powerful?

Pity.

"Little... lord?" Xiao Qinghe still couldn't believe it.

"Yes." Zong Zhengchi made his disgust more obvious, and he didn't even want to talk to this person anymore.

Xiao Qinghe grabbed his hand excitedly, with bright eyes, he said, "I'm Xiao Qinghe."

He didn't say "I'm called," he said "I am," as if it meant everything, and it did.

Zong Zhengchi's brows stretched out, and he spit out two words with surprise and temptation: "Xiao?"

There is only one family named Xiao in the imperial city.

Xiao Qinghe nodded like a pounding garlic, the light in his eyes became brighter, and he looked at him like a long-lost brother.

Zongzheng laughed late, "It turns out that he is really a young master."

His smile was as if the spring sun had melted the snow, and it was many times more beautiful than the stern face.

Xiao Qinghe also laughed. After all, it was his man's younger brother. He tried his best not to yell at him directly: Yes, the young master in front of you is your royal brother's man!

He could only pretend to be regretful and said: "Yeah, he is indeed a young master, I have disappointed you, why should he be so delicate and fleshy, skinny and tender, so he can't be exposed to the sun!"

Zongzheng Chi let out a chuckle, turned his head to look at him, and asked in deliberation, "Reconciliation?"

Xiao Qinghe also smiled, stretched out a fist, and said hoarsely: "Reconciliation."

After all, they will be a family in the future, and getting a good relationship in advance will have all benefits and no harm.

Zong Zhengchi stretched out a fist and collided with Xiao Qinghe's.

He has never been used to weak people, so he really can't get used to Xiao Qing and that wimpy look who shed tears at every turn.

But his stubborn appearance made him change a lot.

Zong Zhengchi's identity was no secret in the military camp, but no one dared to look at him differently because he was a pampered royal family.

After all, his elder brother was once a pampered prince, but now he is a great general protecting the country.