little turtle in pocket

Ninety-one AD.It was dark at night, and there was still a warm yellow light in a room in the southeast corner of the post house.

"Uh, let's stop here today. Get a good night's sleep. We should leave for Chu State tomorrow." Wu Ming put away the scroll in his hand, put it on the table next to him, stretched his arms, and tucked the quilt up for the child horn.

Wen Nuo was completely wrapped in the bed like a hibernating animal, with only one face exposed, black eyes blinking and blinking: "Oh."

Being taken care of obediently like this is what you should be like. Too much maturity and strength beyond your age will make people feel sad, you know?Wu Ming pursed his lips, and couldn't help stroking the smooth and fair forehead: "It's okay, don't let yesterday go, all wounds will heal soon, don't be sad about the past."

sad?The child's eyes were absent for a moment, as if thinking of something, and then there was a bright smile that Wu Ming had seen familiarly these days, with a little foolishness: "I'm not sad, what should come will always come, what should go always go."

16 years old.Speak like 60 years old.Wu Ming felt a little sad, and slowly rubbed his palm on Wen Nuo's forehead downwards, covering those dark black eyes.

His lips were different from those of ordinary boys. They were well-defined and slightly plump, and they were so fleshy that it must be comfortable to bite.

The room was very warm, but General Wu shivered.What's the matter?How could I have such thoughts about a boy?

With a dry cough to cover up, Wu Ming stood up: "Go to sleep, I will wake you up tomorrow."

After blowing out the candles, Wu Ming walked out of the room in the darkness, and closed the door lightly.

"He fell asleep?"

The sudden low voice successfully woke up all the fine hairs of General Wu, and instinctively pressed his left hand on the hilt of his waist: "Who? You? Why are you here?"

Zihao sneered, walked out of the corner where he was hiding, and came to Wu Ming. The moonlight shone on the beautiful doll's face, which was seven points stunning and three points charming: "I brought you back, why can't I be here?" ?”

Wu Ming coughed dryly again: "Hey, it's getting late, you should go to bed too."

With a tight chest, Wu Ming's collar was already grabbed by someone, and the person who was grabbed was still full of innocence, but the words he said made people feel goosebumps: "Are you tempted by him?"

Not caring about offending, General Wu slammed Zihao's hand off: "What are you talking about? My son is almost one year old, why would you have such a strange idea? Don't you have any sympathy? Is it? I just pity him!"

Zihao was thrown and almost lost his balance. He was not angry, but just shrugged his shoulders: "You have a son, yes, but the son's mother is gone. Don't you want to find someone to fill in for you?"

Wu Ming laughed angrily, took a step forward, the tip of his nose was almost touching the baby's face: "Wouldn't it be more convenient to find you if you want to find a replacement?"

The always gentle general only revealed half of his intimidating aura on the battlefield, and Prince Leng Ao immediately dropped his helmet and his armor and his voice trembled: "You, what do you want to do?"

"What do you think?" Wu Ming decided to tease him to the end.

"I-I-I warn you—"

"Enough!" General Wu grabbed the wrist that was hitting him indiscriminately, "You are jealous for no reason! Show some demeanor that a son should have, and don't care about a brother who is alone and helpless." !"

Zihao was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Wu Ming pushed him lightly, let go of the hand holding his wrist, and left along the corridor without looking back.

The silver-blue moonlight shone on the person left behind, outlining a silent and angry shadow.

The winter sun shines on people, and the heat is so weak that it seems that even a thin layer of curtains cannot penetrate.

The driver of the cart looked sleepy, swung his whip drowsily, and sometimes scolded the naive horse who was not paying attention to pulling the cart and wanted to eat apples from the small vendor's basket by the road.

The sudden noise from ahead cheered him up, and he stopped the carriage with a "wow".

"what's wrong?"

A clear young man's voice came from the carriage.

"Go back to the general, there are soldiers in front of you blocking the road to search for passing vehicles."

The young man let out a "huh" and seemed a little surprised.The cotton curtain was lifted, revealing a gentle and handsome face: "Who is doing this? Didn't you tell them that we are from Chu?"

"You came from heaven, and you have to be checked today!" Someone next to him answered, "Brothers, do it for me, don't let go of any place inside or outside!"

Wu Ming shook his head slightly, stepped out of the carriage, and stood in front of the rude patrol captain.

The bumpkin captain obviously didn't see the magnificence of the convoy in front of him, so he actually rowed to pull General Wu: "Get out of the way, sir, I want to check!"

Before the bear's paw touched him, Wu Ming grabbed his wrist bone: "Wait a minute, military master, let me ask you a question, why are you searching the passing vehicles like this?"

The military master struggled for a while, but he didn't expect that the strength he was so proud of in the past would be like a mud cow in the hands of this frail young man. He couldn't help being shocked: "Can you control it? If I want to investigate, I will investigate! Let go!"

"Niu 59, how many times have I told you to perform official duties with a correct attitude and not to be arrogant and unreasonable, have you forgotten?"

A voice sounded behind the bumpkin captain, it sounded very young.

But Niu 59 was so frightened that he couldn't care less about his wrist still clenched in his hand, so he quickly knelt down on one knee: "Master Fang!"

Wu Ming was staggered by him, but fortunately he let go in time.Looking up, I saw a familiar face: "Fang Duwei!"

Fang Duwei, who was white and clean, with a delicate appearance and a bit of childishness, his eyes lit up, and he grinned: "General Wu? Where are you going?"

Wu Ming cupped his hands, looking very serious: "The agreement is tentatively finalized, and I will report to the imperial court when I return home."

Fang Duwei habitually touched the rabbit's teeth: "That's it. Those guys from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites are too contemptuous, why don't you give General Wu and his party a treat?"

Wu Ming smiled: "Liang Shaobao and Wei Shangshu both said they would give it away, but I insisted on saying no."

"Hey." Fang Duwei laughed dryly, "I'm sorry, all the vehicles leaving the city have to be screened once, and please forgive me, General."

The general frowned slightly: "Even our vehicles can't be spared?"

Fang Duwei scratched his head: "As much as you offend, as much as you offend." While talking, he went to lift the curtain of the carriage door, and it was too late for Wu Ming to stop him.

When the door curtain is open, the wind blows through, lifting the hair tips of the people inside the curtain, flying like grass blades on the wasteland, and the chill is expected.

The man stared straight out of the curtain with a pair of beautiful eyes, bursts of unstoppable chill came out of his eyes, Li Duwei shuddered, and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "His Royal Highness!"

"Captain Fang, which law did I break to get wanted?"

"Don't dare dare!" Fang Duwei was sweating profusely, "I really don't know that His Royal Highness is in the car, please forgive me for any offense!"

Zihao snorted coldly, turned his head to look at the roof of the car.

Wu Ming took the carriage door curtain from Fang Duwei, put it down lightly, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Fang Duwei, can we go now?"

Fang Duwei breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Yes, please, General Wu!"

The wild grass in the outskirts is luxuriant, and the carriage is walking on it silently, except for the sound of the wheels crushing dead branches and grass stems, nothing can be heard.

Inside the carriage, Wu Ming let out a long breath: "Your Highness, thanks to your help this time."

His Highness's face remained at minus thirty degrees: "You're welcome."

Wu Ming looked at him sideways: "Are you still angry? With your status, is it worth it? You, sometimes you really look like a child!"

"I wish I was really a child!" Zi Hao replied angrily.If I were really a child, I would drive out that unsightly guy and not allow him to appear in front of me.

Thinking of this, His Royal Highness Babyface suddenly asked: "Where is that annoying bastard? Where did you hide him?"

Wu Ming was about to answer when he heard another commotion outside, and the carriage stopped again.

"Damn it! Is there anyone else out of town to check?"

Complaining and getting out of the carriage, Wu Ming was surprised to see the chaos ahead.Except on the battlefield, the situation in front of him was the most tragic scene he had ever seen.

Zi Hao's voice came from behind: "What happened?"

The coachman replied blankly: "There was a car accident on the official road, and several carriages collided together."

"Really?" Zi Hao lifted his robe and jumped off the carriage.

Wu Ming stood beside a rollover frame and asked loudly, "Whose car is this? Is there someone in charge?"

A panting middle-aged man ran over: "Yes, it's my car! That guy's horse was startled, it's all because of him! I've already reported it to the authorities!"

Hearing this, the tall young man who ran over with him suddenly became furious: "It's all my fault! It's obvious that your coachman didn't rein in in time, so we bumped into each other!"

Another thin young man timidly interjected: "But I didn't do anything, why did you hit my carriage?"

"That's your bad luck!"

The fighting cock also seemed to speak in unison this time to the two panting people.

Wu Ming watched and shook his head: "No matter who is responsible, please find a way to get out of the way as soon as possible, I have to hurry!"

It's okay not to mention it, but when he mentioned responsibility, the two people at the front started to spit and accuse each other again. With the low-pitched and stubborn questioning of the unlucky guy, the scene became a mess again.

It seems that these people can't be expected to take the initiative to clear the way.Wu Ming turned around, and was about to call to the soldiers he led to fight, but he heard a low voice: "He's gone!"

There was a sudden chill in my heart.Wu Ming suddenly realized that everything in front of him was most likely just a play for himself.

He was right.At this moment, in a carriage that was gradually leaving the scene, Wen Nuo, whose hands and feet were tightly bound with hemp rope, and whose eyes and mouth were covered with black cloth strips, was curled up on the floor of the carriage.

A slender white hand supported the boy's equally white chin, and the man's voice could not be concealed with pride: "In their Han language, this is called praying mantis catching cicadas, and the oriole behind."