Generals and Puppet Emperors

Originally, I wanted to give Aman the offspring of the good horse I was sitting on. It is conceivable that the offspring of such a horse will have great potential, and maybe their physical fitness may be better than that of the horse. The horse.But I have already asked the emperor for Aman, which can be regarded as clearing up all my military exploits.

How can I ask him for merits without enough rewards?

If he really did this, it would be a matter of course to hand over his little braids to the civil servants. Maybe today there is something faintly revealed, and tomorrow there will be a letter of impeachment.

I'm not that stupid.

The civil servants always ridicule us for being simple-minded, vulgar and rude. There are probably some simple-minded people. People who live on the edge of a knife rarely think about intrigues. Their only belief is to live, but who really Stupid, so rare.

I finally let go of the hand I put on Aman's head, and my mind went back and forth, and my fingers curled up and touched the palm of my hand, subconsciously reminiscing about the soft touch.

Aman's hair was messed up by me, and the two braids didn't look so energetic. I squatted down, faced Aman and tidied her hair again, and then clapped my hands.

Ah Man pinched her skirt in bewilderment, she looked dazed, her body was stiff and she didn't know how to react.

After a while, the roots of her ears turned red, and she buried her head deeply.

Amman is probably ashamed of his reaction?I pondered Aman's thoughts, she experienced some changes and matured much more than ordinary children. Of course, correspondingly, her awareness of value of face was also awakened.

But it's cute.

"Does Aman like it?" I brushed the pony's mane, causing it to pace dissatisfied.

The horse farm we went to is one of the best. Although the horses are not as good as the horses specially bred by the royal family or the battle horses with rich experience in the battlefield, they can be regarded as gods.The white pony in front of me is full of spirituality, its light brown eyes are like clear glass, and at the same time it seems to have developed a small temper.

When I slowly stroked its back, it suddenly turned around, a fierce light flashed in its eyes, and its hind hooves were about to attack my... thighs. It is too short, even if you want to learn it It is also impossible for the predecessors to hit the abdomen of the "enemy" with a hoof.

I resisted the urge to laugh, and my right hand still pressed on its horse's back without moving, but it took two to three minutes of strength.

The foal moved restlessly.

But it's useless, I was pressed.

He Lan showed a horrible expression beside him, as if he was looking directly at me and bullying a child.

"Hmm..." Aman paused and answered in a low voice, then suddenly asked me an irrelevant question, "What... do you like the most?"

She used honorifics, which made me realize that it would take a long time for me to really enter Aman's heart.

At least, at this moment, at this moment, she is more in awe and gratitude than close admiration for me.

Aman asked me, but I blurted out without thinking too much: "Let's roast pig's trotters."

Although roasted pig's trotters are not a delicacy, I like it very much. I am not a person who pays too much attention to the external image. I don't want to do what others want to say. I don't need to accommodate other people's ideas.

So, I love roasted trotters.

"Ah..." Aman's body froze again, and she pulled out another wrinkle at a loss.

"Maybe Ah Man wants to name the pony after something you like?" He Lan guessed with a smile, "But the things you like are so unique, Ah Man doesn't know how to choose."

He seemed to understand Aman's mind better than I did.

Now it seems that his innate talent is a bit... an eyesore.

"Thank you, Aman," I looked down at Aman, and the smile on the corner of my mouth deepened, "Aman can think about its name."

"...Ah Ti?" Aman hesitantly spit out a name, looking at me with an inconspicuous look in his eyes.

I had no choice but to comment against my will, "Very good."

Can horse meat have the taste of pig's trotters?

Is Aman going to give me this horse as food?

...We also ate horsemeat when the war was tense... Seriously, it didn't taste good at all.

But if Aman likes it, that's fine.

Ati finally seized the opportunity to kick me, but its strength was like tickling to me.

Oh, you are not my opponent yet.

The author has something to say:

Jinjiang removed half of the content, including the 2017 blessing qaq

Only to find out that Lan Shou and Xianggu cried and sent their blessings again.

To you and to myself.