What's wrong with the binding eunuch system?

Mu Yuanyong and Kong Ji's speed is not slow, but Kong Ji's martial arts training is relatively short, and the early stage is mainly based on a solid foundation, while Mu Yuanyong is even shorter. It's only been less than half a year.

Fragrant Tea is one of the best masters, so naturally it won't be overtaken by the two younger generations.

When they arrived, Xiangcha had already stepped on a prostrate man, his face was covered with frost, and he was not too dirty, so he grabbed the man's hair with one hand: "You still run away!"

It's too dark at night, here is an intersection, there are not many houses, it's so dark, I really can't understand it.

When I walked in, I saw a short man with unkempt hair and messy clothes. It was difficult to distinguish between men and women, and he kept roaring like a beast.

The hand was restrained by Xiangcha's dark force, still struggling non-stop, almost broke free several times, but was stomped back by Xiangcha forcefully.

Xiangcha was extremely powerful, and Mu Yuanyong Kong Ji was a little worried that she would trample someone to death.

The man didn't know it was in pain, so he uttered a sharp whimper, and wanted to curl up into a ball reluctantly.

"A human or a ghost?" Mu Yuanyong asked shortly.

"You can be trampled by me, do you think it's a human or a ghost?" Xiangcha didn't care about her status at this time, her temper was agitated, she rolled her eyes, and said unhappily.

Kong Ji grabbed Mu Yuanyong's arm to prevent him from getting too close, and his eyes were a little apprehensive - this person is obviously not normal in such a state, and he can no longer be regarded as an ordinary person.

Fragrant tea is very laborious to make: "Which one of you has a rope, we will tie it up."

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The shopkeeper and the waiter were eagerly looking forward to their return, even if they were delighted that they went out, even if they really lost their lives, it would not be the fault of the inn.

On the one hand, there is also some faint expectation, if those people are serious and catch the culprit, then the inn that is now empty may be brought back to life.

But the expectation was too weak, so the two stopped fighting, but silently raised their heads and looked out the window, holding their breath and waiting for a result.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long.

I saw the woman rushing to the front, carrying a struggling sack—this sack was naturally taken by Kong Ji from the system package. It was originally filled with sundries, but the back was free, so she put it in the package temporarily when she couldn't bear to throw it away. , Who would have thought it would really come in handy.

He looked dignified, not as excited as if Xiangcha had won a battle.

At this time, not long after leaving the capital, such a strange thing happened. Sitting at the foot of the capital for tens of miles, with such a short distance from the imperial city, why did such a monster appear first?

This captured person was obviously not raised in a normal family. Kong Ji had a miserable childhood, so he couldn't help thinking a little far-reaching for a while.

"Shopkeeper!" Xiangcha shouted like a victorious general, "I captured someone for you. I was planning to take him back to my room for a lecture. If you are not afraid, you can come forward and ask me together."

The shopkeeper grabbed Xiao Er's hand, not knowing whether it was fear or joy, he said with a trembling voice, "Thank you, guest officer, wait a moment, guest officer, I will come quickly."

The soldiers they brought had already guarded the inn airtight, but the soldiers mainly formed an array to kill the enemy, and it was impossible to fight alone. The young general who led the soldiers knew this, so they didn't chase them out in a panic. They moved too fast, and secondly, he also had confidence in Xiangcha.

At this time, the leader of the young general was very relieved to see them coming back. He wanted to blame him, but he couldn't say much in front of the shopkeeper. He ordered the other soldiers to rest, and brought a few people to protect Mu Yuanyong. He whispered: "If the empress knows..."

But Xiangcha said: "Brother Yuan didn't come out this time to play in the mountains and rivers, he just wanted to experience something, if we wrap him up tightly and keep him out of everything, then follow him." What's the difference at home, he doesn't have to come out, he just stays at home, can he still learn less things, why bother? If you are really afraid of things and avoid everything, what's the use of you and me? It’s not about shutting him down, but letting him let go to do it without worrying about it.”

"Today is just a strange talk in a small inn. Knowing that there are nearly a hundred of us, we are still tied up, and we will bump into other things in the future?" Xiangcha seems to be careless, but it is so transparent.

Mu Yuanyong couldn't help but look at her with admiration.

Kong Ji was startled, and suddenly felt that he was fascinated by those who were close to the game, but those who watched the fragrant tea were clear.

Yes, in such a chaotic situation of rebellion against the king at that time, Mu Yuanyong had already escaped halfway, but he suddenly turned around and wanted to go back. He was willing to agree, just because he knew that Mu Yuanyong had something in his heart that he couldn't let go. s things.

He lived a new life, seemingly in control of everything, and can see through everything for decades, but he has never felt a little bit depressed in his heart.

He tried his best to change the original traces of history, but he was unwilling to be a follower after all.

He wants to prove it.

He wants proof.

What he proved was nothing more than himself, not a weak and incompetent person, not a person who only knew how to use tyranny to cover up his inferiority complex, not the Mu Yuanyong he saw at the beginning.

On the way of their growth, it has never been smooth and smooth, and they have stumbled along the way, and only each other can barely keep warm.

He couldn't help sighing, feeling that he has been a little flustered recently. Is it because of the sudden change of the system, knowing that it is possible to break through the barrier in the future, or as he gets older and Mu Yuanyong's identity changes, he knows that he is not good enough? Maybe for the rest of my life, I will treat the other party as the only one.

Status, social class, and many obstacles, you can no longer cover your ears, let alone indulge in momentary warmth and escape from facing reality.

He, Kong Ji, whether it was Kong Ji at this time or the son of the Kong family at that time, was never a weak person.

Whether he is Mu Yuanyong's sword, a servant, a confidant, or a relative.

It doesn't matter.

On the road that Mu Yuanyong traveled, he, Kong Ji, followed him like a shadow. Wherever he pointed, he, Kong Ji, could take it for him.

The depression in his heart suddenly opened up, and he felt certain in his heart.

To be good for someone is never to use words of concern or worry to hinder the other person from moving forward.There has never been less wind and rain on this road, and it can't be stopped for a while, so you can let go of your heart and go hand in hand, but we are just rushing together.

A word from Xiangcha blocked the young general and woke up Kong Ji.

On the contrary, Mu Yuanyong, the person concerned, scratched his head: "Stop moaning, why on earth did this person look like this, why did he come here, and why did he commit murder and eat people, and ask questions everywhere, if you stay here again, you will die!" What should I do?"

Kong Ji: "..."

Just when he thought this person was really heartless, he saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he patted him quietly with his hand. When passing by, a whisper floated into his ear.

"Don't be upset."

Mu Yuanyong stared at Kong Ji all the time, how could he not know that after Xiangcha's words were spoken, the perplexity in the man's eyes turned to openness and firmness.

He is not a sensitive person, but he is willing to observe every trace of Kong Ji's expression, every expression.

Nothing but just caring.

Noticing that even in such a dark night, by moonlight, he couldn't help but look for this person and look over.

Obviously he tried his best to reduce his sense of existence, and just stood silently behind him, but in his eyes, it was dazzling like a torch, and no one could cover its light.

His interruption caused Xiangcha to slap his forehead. At first, he thought that this guy would be restless and restless even if he was tied up in a sack, but now he felt that the strength of his struggle was fading away, so he couldn't help but think inwardly: "I'm really dying."

Immediately, he rushed to the house in a blazing fire, without going through the main door, he jumped in through the window.

Behind him, there was some young general who was wondering if he was really hindering His Highness: "..." Actually, you just joined in the fun and it's not a big deal.

When Xiangcha moved, the people behind her followed suit.

They had argued for a while before, but it wasn't long before they untied the sack and tied it up with a rope. The shopkeeper and the waiter came late.

"At this moment, it's just right, everyone is here." Xiangcha said, ignoring the trembling look of the shopkeeper, and looking at the young general beside him.

They are elite soldiers privately recruited by the Empress Dowager, and they have never stopped practicing. They are no different from the idle guards who have been deducted from their military pay. Some of them have been to the border, and some have been to the outside of the border. ten.

They are all people with miserable life experiences. They were secretly found and raised by the Queen Mother. They are loyal to the Queen Mother in their hearts, and the Queen Mother never treats them as tools.

Probably the Empress Dowager was frustrated emotionally between mother and child, so she had some empathy for them and took good care of them.

Some can even be called by the queen mother's name.

And this young general is one of them, his original name is untestable, the impression of his parents is only a sallow and thin face, and hunger coveting.

Although there have been no wars in the past few years, the border has never been peaceful for a day. In addition, taxes and money have increased every year, and countless people have starved to death.

At this time, there is no family affection, benevolence and morality, only the most basic and most realistic hunger.

People regard food as their heaven, and they can eat to overwhelm the sky.

This is what the Empress Dowager once said. Her old man has already seen through the accumulation behind Dayong.

Some people live in a state of intoxication, full of flowers and flowers, and feel that the great rivers and mountains are peaceful, while others live in despair, and never feel that they are born as human beings.

The world has long been split into two pieces, one above and one below.

Up is heaven, down is hell.

And he was named Yan Luo.

Seeing Xiangcha's eyes at this time, he walked forward.

The bound and sturdy man, with his head covered and messy hair, clearly roared like a vigilant beast, but revealed a pair of clear eyes.

Yan Luo was startled subconsciously, avoiding the pair of clear eyes that were different from the filth on his face, and landed on a spot on his body.

"Did you hurt him with the sword in your sleeve?" There was no doubt about it, and it was Xiangcha who was asking.