Hard to be a good wife

Tang Yue originally thought that it would be very slow to bring so many cumbersome teams, but he never thought that they would arrive in Qinyang City in less than half a month.

Qinyang City is located in the southwest of Yecheng, and has always been an area where banditry is relatively serious. There are many mountains and few fields here, and the people are unable to farm, so they occupy the mountains and become kings, and survive by plundering passing merchants.

To the west of Qinyang City, there is a barbarian land, which is rich in medicinal materials and rich in iron mines. All caravans passing through this road are the reason why the imperial court is eager to suppress the bandits.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid I'm going to sleep in the mountains tonight." Hu Jinpeng was dressed in a military uniform, with a heavy iron sword hanging from his waist, looking majestic.

"It's not the first time to sleep outside, why are you nervous?" Zhao Sanlang was riding on the horseback, and in terms of temperament alone, he already had the style of a tough guy.

Beside the carriage was a half-sized colt, maroon, only two-thirds of the height of an adult horse, and it was only possible to keep up with the big team at a trot.

Sitting on the horse's back was Tang Yue, holding the reins tightly with both hands, and his legs were also stiffly clamped, he looked even less like a knight than Shun Shun, who had the worst riding skills.

This morning, Tang Yue suddenly wanted to learn how to ride a horse. Wang Zizhao asked someone to find this underage horse in a passing city. It had a lively personality, but was very docile. It was only suitable for beginners to ride.

Under Hu Jinpeng's repeated guidance, Tang Yue was finally able to sit upright on the horse's back. At first, he was led by the guards, but later he thought it was too ugly, so he insisted on riding by himself.

Fortunately, after entering the hilly terrain, the speed of the team slowed down, and he was able to follow Wang Zizhao's carriage all the time while driving the pony.

It's not boring for the two of them to talk occasionally, and occasionally look at the scenery along the way.

Tang Yue's hand that supported the mountain got off the horse's back, and his two legs were as if they were not his own. They had no feeling at all, and they couldn't feel the effect of gravity when they stepped on the ground.

"How do you feel?" Wang Zizhao walked over steadily, and when they compared each other, Tang Yue became the wounded man with inconvenient legs.

Because there was no spacious flat ground, the team could only camp in several areas. Tang Yue led the least number of people, so he naturally joined Wang Zizhao's team, not looking at Zhao Sanlang and He Shun's sad little eyes.

"It's pretty good. Don't you think I ride very smoothly? I'll be able to change to a handsome adult horse soon." Tang Yue just finished riding when he stepped on a pit and fell forward.

"Let...well..." Wang Zizhao in front of him didn't have time to dodge, and forcibly withstood Tang Yue's impact with his back.

Tang Yue's entire face hit Wang Zizhao's back, his teeth hit his lips, and a sweet smell poured into his mouth, while his hands subconsciously kept the support, and he threw himself on Wang Zizhao's back .

Wang Zizhao leaned forward, and stabilized his body in just a moment. He looked at the hands resting on his waist, and felt that that piece of skin was inexplicably hot.

He rarely has physical contact with others, except for his ignorant childhood, he seems to only have the most contact with Tang Yue.

The bumped place on the back was a little painful, but then the pain was dispelled by the warm breath, and there was a slight itching instead.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional." Tang Yue gasped and stood up straight. The hard touch of his hands made him linger for a while, and then moved away naturally.

Wang Zizhao paused for a while, and continued to walk forward naturally. He just raised his voice slightly and said, "Come on, Tang Xiaolang's legs are not feeling well. Help him to walk."

Tang Yue patted his numb leg, and accepted others' support with some embarrassment.

After the tent was set up, Tang Yue found out that his previous single room treatment had been cancelled, and he actually had to share a room with Hu Jinpeng.

"The terrain in the mountains and forests is uneven, and the camps that can be built are limited, so let's just live there." Hu Jinpeng took off his armor and explained.

Tang Yue didn't mind sharing the same room with others. When he was away from home, he used to take the train with hundreds of people crowded together. The treatment between the two of them was pretty good.

It's just that such a handsome guy lives with me, if some bad thoughts pop up in the middle of the night, will he endure it or go all out?

Tang Yue stared blankly at Hu Jinpeng's back for a while, and subconsciously asked, "Brother Hu, how old were you when you went to the battlefield? The scar on your back may be almost ten years old."

"Xiao Lang is worthy of being a genius doctor. This injury was indeed suffered ten years ago. He was reckless when he was just on the battlefield. He was stabbed from the back. Was it scary to see it?"

"No, man, you need several scars to be handsome. If you had met me at that time, this scar would not have been so obvious." Correct treatment of the wound will also affect the appearance of the skin after it heals.

Therefore, many people like to go to the plastic surgery hospital for stitches after injury, just to try not to leave scars after the injury is healed.

"Haha... At that time, Xiao Langjun was only a few years old, even if we really met, what can you do?"

Tang Yue himself laughed, indeed, ten years ago he had no contact with this world, and it was impossible for him to meet him.

Not long after, someone brought food, and Tang Yue smelled it was even better than what he ate a few days ago.

He picked a piece of meat from the plate and clicked his tongue: "Today, we are eating meat as a group. Is there any big event?"

Hu Jinpeng ate big mouthfuls, which is probably the case for people in the army, and the food is delicious.

He swallowed the food before explaining aloud: "Tomorrow we will arrive in Qinyang City. It is a common practice to let the soldiers eat enough the day before the battle, so don't worry about it."

"So that's how it is." Tang Yue bit the unsavory piece of meat, and suddenly felt that the taste was quite good. No wonder people said that the severed head rice was very delicious.

Pooh!Childish words have no taboo!Tang Yue spat secretly.

"After arriving in Qinyang City, do you want to rest for a while before suppressing the bandits?"

Hu Jinpeng shook his head: "According to the location reported in the report, we are on the only way to Qinyang City. Maybe we can't wait until we enter the city."

Hearing what he said, Tang Yue picked up the rice in twos and left the rice bowl to find Zhao Sanlang and He Shun.

He hadn't forgotten that these two idiots still had a life hanging on them, and he didn't know whether they wanted someone else's life or were taken by someone else.

Zhao Sanlang and He Shun lived on the other side of the mountain. Tang Yue traveled through the forest for half an hour and encountered a group of wolves, a tiger, and several frightened hares and dogs.

Fortunately, he led a lot of people, and the wolves retreated before taking any action from a distance, and the tiger who couldn't judge the situation was wiped out by Shan and others.

Tang Yue couldn't bear to see the former national first-class protected animals lying in a pool of blood, and secretly blamed himself for a long time.

After finding Zhao Sanlang, Tang Yue found that he was fighting with Ping Shun again. The guards of the two families each occupied a camp and cheered up their own people.

When Tang Yue arrived, the fight was almost over, and Zhao Sanlang still won, but he didn't gain much. Old wounds added new wounds on his face, and he lost the handsomeness and fairness of a handsome man.

"With this physical strength and fighting spirit, tomorrow you don't have to worry about being killed instead of being able to kill the enemy." Tang Yue joked.

"Tomorrow..." The two young masters shouted at the same time, with their mouths open, at a loss for what to do.

The interest in fighting was gone, and the two turned their fighting into friendship, washed their hands with the same basin of water, and pulled Tang Yue into the tent to discuss and discuss.

The little tricks that Tang Yue taught Pingshun before also taught Zhao Sanlang, and even prepared a copy of the medicine for him.

"Remember, don't be brave. Nothing is more important than your life. If you really want to drive a carriage, I will..."

"Come with us?" Zhao Sanlang asked excitedly.

Tang Yue rolled his eyes, "I will never do such a shameful thing, but I can give you some spiritual comfort."

"What is spiritual comfort?"

"That's it..." After Tang Yue finished speaking, he hugged Zhao Sanlang and Shun Shun respectively, "Work hard, Wang Zizhao has opened his eyes!"

The two who were hugged still couldn't react. Such an intimate action is not popular in this era. Apart from scaring people, it will also cause bad misunderstandings.

Especially Zhao Sanlang, who lowered his head in embarrassment and remained silent for a long time before saying: "My lord loves Princess Huizhu, you...you... have no chance."

"..." The corner of Tang Yue's mouth twitched, wishing he could throw him into the mountains to feed the wolves.

"Even if you have such an idea, I don't like you. What advantages do you have besides this face?"

Zhao Sanlang refused to accept, "Face is naturally a big advantage. Every time I go to the street, I don't know how many ladies throw purse handkerchiefs at me."

"Then you have the ability to invite them to help you kill people!" Tang Yue snorted.

Zhao Sanlang picked up his long spear and swung it in a beautiful posture, "I have worked hard these few days, and it will definitely not be a problem to deal with a few little thieves."