I was the heir in ancient times

A farce ended with goose dung falling from the sky of General Bai.

The mixed-race Mr. Bo in the carriage was eating the steamed buns sent by Gu Baoyu, while looking down at the white and tender Mr. Seventh who was holding the big white goose and sitting opposite him with a guilty conscience, and said:

"I know you, Seventh Young Master."

Gu Baozhen held the big white goose in his arms, glanced at Bo Yanliang's goose dung-stained coat in front of him for a while, and then blushed looking at Bo's eating with the same gentle appearance as Mr. Bo, for some reason, As if he was possessed by the third brother, he couldn't control his mouth and said, "Did Mr. Bo tell you? What did he say about me?"

Little Bo was sitting upright, with his legs folded together, his buttocks sitting on his calves, staring at the child of the same age who came to deliver meals to him with a pair of deep blue eyes, thinking, and said: "Said the lord often mentioned you, said he never I've seen you before, but seeing the lord who is always happy just reading the letter, I think you are a lucky star, seventh son."

"Really?" Gu Baozhen held his face in his hands and asked, "Did Mr. Bo say that I am a lucky star?"

Bo Yanliang probably sensed something strange from the tone of the seventh son in front of him, so he nodded hesitantly and said, "Because the day you were born was snowed heavily in Jiangbei, the road was blocked, and the enemy army could not track our army." Line, our army has won a great victory, the lord and father said that you are a lucky star."

"The ancients were really superstitious, but it's quite interesting." Gu Baozhen tilted his head.

"Huh?" Although Bo Yanliang ate elegantly, he seemed to be fast, and he swallowed two black-faced buns in a short time. He was full of doubts about this strange but weird seventh son, and felt that his words did not match his words. postscript.

"I mean you are so cute, look at your eyes, they are super beautiful, like sapphires." Gu Baozhen, who was thinking about it, had no idea what he was talking about.

Bo Yanliang was taken aback for a moment, lowering his eyelashes, as if he was not good at dealing with such straightforward compliments.

"By the way, since you've finished eating, why don't we go out? I know there is a small river in the city that is used to wash clothes. Dad asked me to take care of you. Since my general Bai has soiled your clothes, let's wait a while. Let me help you clean up again, this is called turning goose dung into friendship, and we might have classes together in the future."

Before Bo Yanliang could say anything, he heard Gu Baozhen in front of him chatting endlessly, and immediately took his hand to get out of the car after he finished speaking. Go out and stand on the main road.

It is said that the main road is actually more like the intersection of several intersections. Several small roads have to go through the stone bridge here to Shuangshui Village. Looking at the Seventh Young Master who opened his arms to ask Uncle Bing to hug him to get off the carriage, he frowned very quickly. He suspected that the Seventh Young Master did it on purpose, because he almost strangled his precious goose, so he deliberately teased him !

Boy Bo's deep blue eyes dimmed, and he thought of a plan, and respectfully said to the seventh son, "Seventh son, you seem to be a little older than me."

Gu Baozhen smiled very cutely, showing his small white teeth, touched the little friend Bo's head, and said, "That's right, I don't have a younger brother yet, why don't you call me Brother Seven, and I call you Brother Bo? "

Little Bo smiled, but didn't answer, but said, "But why does Mr. Qi still have crotch at the back of his trousers?" I didn't have any.

Gu Baoyu replied angrily: "My mother insisted on letting me wear it like this, saying that I am still young and my stomach is not good. When I can't help it, I can start to solve the problem by squatting down, so as not to pull on my pants."

Bo Yanliang has never seen such a brazen person, who is not shy at all!

Little do they know that Gu Baozhen is only shy in front of handsome guys, you little brat can only make him full of kindness.

Little Bo, who wanted Gu Baoyu to be ashamed, failed at one plan, so he made another plan, holding his goose dung-stained coat in his hand, and when he saw Gu Xiaoqi being carried down by Uncle Bing, he jumped up very coolly. After getting out of the carriage, he looked at Gu Baoyu again, only to see that the Seventh Young Master did not feel inferior, but clapped like a child and said, "Ah, you are awesome!"

It's just getting off the car, there is no need to applaud so grandly, it's a pity that Gu Xiaoqi led all the soldiers and uncles around him to encourage him, Bo Yanliang was so embarrassed that he blushed, he could only cough dryly, and said: "Let's go."

"Then I'll take you by the hand, don't get lost." Gu Baozhen said, leading the big white goose with one hand and the reluctant little friend Bo into Daoliang City, thinking that this little friend Bo might He has never been praised by Mr. Bo before, so whenever he is praised, he is shy and stiff, but he must be happy in his heart.

Little friend Bo must be very grateful to himself.

You're welcome, I'll be satisfied if I speak more of my good things in front of Mr. Bo in the future.

The two children walked slowly hand in hand with their own concerns. Along the road, Gu Baozhen stopped from time to time to look at the small flowers on the side of the road. He picked them all the way, and finally asked the acquaintance aunt to help pick eight wicker sticks, and made them into four big and small flowers. Different garlands were put on for himself, General Bai, and boy Bo.

It was the first time for Bo Yanliang to walk on the road with a garland on his head, and he didn't quite get used to it. He always felt that he was out of place with this leisurely and happy place.

He admits that he doesn't like the things of these girls, and he is not a child. The most common sentence his father said to him is: tired of the cold, you are not a child anymore, you should understand what you are doing now.

What is he doing now?

The boy who looked very thin slowly stopped in his tracks, looking at the seventh son of the Gu family who was running around happily with his bare buttocks, at the big white goose that was always closely following him, and the big white goose's neck The garland on the top, stretch out your hand, watch the sun fall on the palm of your hand, and see the green grass everywhere.

A person like him who has seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood is cooperating with a future prince, pretending to live in the world like him.

"Annoyed, what are you doing? Come here." Gu Baoyu was still holding a wreath that was going to be given to Brother Six, the transparent man. When he turned around, he saw little friend Bo standing not far away, quietly in a daze.

That's not the expression a five-year-old should have.

Gu Baozhen walked over, took Bo Yanliang's hand again, and said cautiously: "You feel a bit like my nephew to me."

Bo Yanliang suddenly recognized the status gap between himself and Gu Baozhen, and his voice was much more polite than before, which was the alienation he thought he should have.

"The nephew of the seventh son should be the son of the eldest son and the Liu family, named Zhitong."

"How do you know this?" Gu Baozhen asked and answered himself, "Oh, the male god must have told you, the male god seems to tell you everything, but you are only five years old, you can understand ?"

"The seventh son understands everything, why can't Yanliang understand everything?" Bo Yanliang's voice was still immature as a child's, but when he spoke, he was even more mature than Zhitong.

Gu Baozhen shook his head and said innocently: "I understand because I have experienced it. I am older than you. You shouldn't understand. You should go to the mountains and seas to play everywhere like those people. You can be naughty and sensible. Don't read dead books, there is still a long way to go in the future, every word in the book is learned from the life of the predecessors, so loving life is more useful than reading books." These words, Gu Baozhen did not dare to say these words to his nephew, He was afraid that his nephew would be too filial, and if he learned from his sister-in-law, the sister-in-law would definitely be unhappy.

Hearing this, Bo Yanliang was a little surprised, but felt that it was unrealistic.His hair was loose and blown to and fro by the wind, always fascinating his eyes, he stretched out his hand to pluck it a few times, but Gu Baozhen went around behind him, and was about to tie it up with an extra wicker so that his long hair fell loosely behind his back.

Bo Yanliang immediately became vigilant, turned around reflexively, and said, "I'll do it myself."

Gu Baozhen didn't understand and said, "Don't you like people standing behind you?"

Bo Yanliang was taken aback for a moment, a bloody night flashed through his mind, and he replied, "Well, I don't like it."

"Oh, little adults are a little eccentric, I can understand." Gu Baozhen nodded his head, and handed the wicker to Bo Hanliang, but the big black grape eyes secretly glanced at Bo Hanliang again. arm, and asked in a low voice, "By the way, does your father often beat you too?"

Gu Baozhen probably thinks that all little adults are beaten to maturity.

Bo Yanliang thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No."

Gu Baozhen immediately patted his small chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "That's good, otherwise I will decide not to like him."

Bo Yanliang heard this, his eyelashes trembled slightly, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, he said, "Seventh Young Master, do you know what you are talking about?"

Gu Baozhen nodded: "I'm saying that it would be great if Mr. Bo could wait for me to grow up. If he doesn't mind then, I'll go after him. But now it seems that he will grow old when I grow up. It's a pity."

Bo Yanliang's heart was overwhelmed, feeling that his view of the world had been impacted, he couldn't understand: "Seventh son, you are a man, and my father is also a man."

The child Gu Baozhen stuck out his tongue: "I know, who stipulated that men can only be with women? I don't want to. I like to have abdominal muscles, look good, know how to kiss, and tell me that I love me."

Thin and cool:! ! !What meng lang's words were this!

Bo Yanliang covered Gu Baojin's mouth and said, "Okay, don't say any more." If someone hears it, it must be a bad thing!

However, just when Bo Yanliang thought that the Seventh Young Master would be obedient and stop talking casually about Meng Lang, he was about to withdraw his hand when he heard Gu Baozhen blink his eyes again, with a coquettish voice, seriously expressing that men and women are the same , Said: "I think it is the same whether I like boys or girls. In the future, my boyfriend will think that I am better than girls, and my lips are as soft as girls, right?"