young master in arms

The snow in Kunlun seems to have been falling for millions of years.

But it has never been so cold as it is today.

Xiao Yushan collapsed in the desolate ice and snow field, like a dog abandoned by its owner, curled up with an emaciated body, the blood on the ground had already frozen, if not for his death, the sword of his senior brother would have let him fall hell.

Originally an abandoned son, he was rescued by his master and taken to Kunlun. After the death of his master, he became an abandoned disciple again, and was not tolerated by his master.

He could no longer feel the pain, let alone the cold.

He remembered what Master said, only the dead would not have consciousness.

Could it be that he is dead?

But how could a dead man hear a man's footsteps?

"Daddy, is the Kunlun Snow Mountain in front of you?" It seems to be very far away, but also very close.

"Tu'er, Daddy told you not to go out of the tent, but you didn't listen. If you get cold, how can you go see Da Khan tomorrow?"

The young man seemed to be upset. He hadn't heard his voice for a long time, and Xiao Yushan thought it was just a hallucination.

until he felt the warmth.

"Huh? Daddy, I found a dog that was about to freeze to death."

"What dog? That's a man."

"Why is Keren thrown here?"

Father stopped talking, he picked up Xiao Yushan who was buried in the snow, and ordered someone to bring clothes to wrap him up: "Tu'er, there are many children as old as you in the Han people, and they don't have a home. Without food, you will die at any moment."

"Why! Could it be that the emperor of the Han people treated them badly?"

The man said seriously: "The emperor of the Han people naturally treated them badly."

The boy poked his waist proudly: "It's better to sweat profusely, there is meat to eat every day."

"So when you grow up in the future, help the Great Khan drive away the emperor of the Han people, so that the Han people can eat meat every day, okay?"

The young man nodded vigorously, and looked at the poor Xiao Yushan in his father's arms: "I will let the Han people eat meat every day, my child."

Now Xiao Yushan eats meat every day.

But he was still not used to the way the barbarians ate, and he always felt that the meat he ate was not cooked. If the master hadn't liked the culture of the Central Plains so much and asked Aunt Gui in the kitchen to learn how to cook from the Han people, Xiao Yushan probably wouldn't have lived to be 20 years old.

The young master went to see the master, so Xiao Yushan was free. He went back to his room, picked up a book and read it.

The words on the book are ugly and one can vaguely tell what kind of scripture it is, but it is too ugly to distinguish clearly.

Looking at it, it was already noon, and the servants had already started to be busy, welcoming the master back home. Xiao Yushan heard from other servants that the master returned to Quanzhou this time to go south to the mouth of the Pearl River, enter Yamen Town, and fight the Song Dynasty to the death.

"The Khan is in a state of invincibility now. I heard that a year ago Song Xin established a six-year-old emperor." Someone was discussing outside the door. Xiao Yushan was a little restless, so he closed the book, opened the door and walked out. The man is the master who taught Jin Shaoyan the sword and arrow skills. The two of them have always disliked Han people. When they saw Xiao Yushan, they deliberately made things difficult: "I heard that the young master slept with him last night."

"I don't know why the young master likes him and how to treat him well."

"It is said that he was rescued by the master from the foot of Kunlun Mountain."

The more the two talked, the louder they seemed to want Xiao Yushan to hear.

Xiao Yushan had no choice but to pretend not to hear.

When he walked past the two of them, the barbarian who wielded a knife stopped him: "Boy, don't leave in a hurry."

Xiao Yushan stood still.

Since coming to the Jin Mansion, he has always been very obedient.

He was no enemy to anyone, so the servants liked to talk to him, but they didn't like him.

Because they were jealous of the young master's kindness to him.

"It is said that the emperors of your people in the Central Plains are all three-year-old children?" After speaking, he burst out laughing. After Song Duanzong died of illness, Zhao Bing succeeded to the throne. He was only six years old and was ordered to sit in the territory of the Song Dynasty. Xiao Yushan once heard the young emperor say something He said that "the fetus knows the national crisis in the womb, and the family must be returned if the navel is broken." From then on, he was not treated as a child.

He held back his anger and said in a low voice: "If that's the case, aren't you sweating like a three-year-old kid?"

The man was furious: "You are so courageous, aren't you afraid that I will chop off your head?"