Hard to be a good wife

The two ran to the back and searched for the past in one prison car after another, only to see the fat man in the last prison car.

Zhao Sanlang rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush up and beat someone up. Tang Yue hurriedly grabbed him, carefully observed the person who was playing with Shun Shun, and found that it was a half-grown child.

This kid didn't know what his identity was, but he was sitting alone in a prison car. He was about ten years old, and he looked very smart. Compared with his smooth face, he was much more honest and honest.

"Who is he?" Tang Yue asked the guard beside him.

"Young Master, he is the Lord of Qinyang City."

Tang Yue was taken aback, "Why did you arrest him?"

"I don't know." The guard apologized and continued walking.

Tang Yue and Zhao Sanlang looked at each other, and Zhao Sanlang immediately understood whether Zhao Sanlang was born and raised in this era.

"The deputy city lord of Qinyang City colluded with the bandits and harmed the people. The city lord should also bear the crime of lax governance."

"He's still a child." Tang Yue couldn't help mourning for this kid for a while. Although he was destined to be an extraordinary person from birth, he wasn't given enough time to grow up. He was only ten years old, so how could he manage a city well.

"I won again, here's the food, quickly take it out!" The kid stretched out his hand in front of Ping Shun, and when the other party took out a piece of cake, he immediately snatched it and stuffed it into his mouth, as if he had been hungry for ten days and a half months.

"Could it be that the captives don't give them food?" Tang Yue thought, with Wang Zizhao's character, he shouldn't abuse the captives, right?

But it was Zhao Sanlang who was in charge of the food, so it was hard to say, so he cast his condemnation on Zhao Sanlang.

"Why do you look at me like this?" Zhao Sanlang was confused, blinked twice before he understood Tang Yue's meaning, and suddenly burst out, "Well, you Tang Yue, you actually look at me like this, this is the kind of person ?"

Tang Yue shook his head, "No, I'm just worried about not having enough food, so..." You understand.

In the unlikely event that there is not enough food, the captives must be the first to starve. This is an undisputed fact.

Zhao Sanlang ignored him, ran over and knocked on the prison car, and asked, "Hey, boy, you are so confident in cheating on food, did you feed the dog for breakfast?"

Ping Shun threw away the small stone, scratched his hair, and looked at Tang Yue and Zhao Sanlang in embarrassment.

He was also picked up by this kid by accident, and found that he was quite fun, and he was willing to play with him, just to relieve boredom.

"It's because I'm not full. That sparse bowl of porridge isn't enough to fit between the teeth. Don't you know that children eat a lot?" After quickly eating a piece of cake, the little city lord squinted at them and asked Ping Shun, "How about Do you want to continue playing?"

Ping Shun shook his head, and handed him the empty cloth bag, "There's no food left."

The little city lord immediately pushed him away, faced the other two, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to play? Whoever loses will give a piece of pancake."

Tang Yue blinked, somehow feeling that this kid was kind.

In other words, it was the kid's tone and way of speaking that made him feel familiar.

He asked calmly: "What are you playing? Throwing stones? How do you play?"

The little city owner taught him enthusiastically, "It's very simple, each of us divides ten small stones, puts them in a certain position, and then shoots out our own stones. After eating, whoever loses ten stones first will lose."

Very good, it's just a simple version of bouncing balls. Tang Yue looked the kid up and down several times, trying to find a bit of a fellow countryman's temperament.

"How about another way? Let's play guessing stones, as long as I guess whether the stone is in my left hand or my right hand, I will win, how about it?"

Tang Yue shook his head, the other party frowned, touched his chin and thought for a moment, "Then the four of us can actually play a more fun game, but unfortunately there are no props."

"What is it?"

"You still don't understand!" The owner of the small town, Xiaogui Dadi, shrugged his shoulders, with a look of loneliness in his expression, "Hey, life is really lonely like snow!"

Tang Yue opened the door of the prison car and got in. The guards saw him and no one stopped him.

Probably because there is only one child in this prison van, and there are guards watching around, so he is not afraid of him escaping.

"What's the point of playing with these, get another one." Tang Yue pushed Ping Shun away and sat opposite the little city lord.

"Then what do you want to play?"

"Will the Landlords meet?"

"..."

"What about bullfighting?"

"..."

"Or do you like playing mahjong?"

"..." The little ghost stared at Tang Yue in horror, backed away, and pointed at Tang Yue, "You...you..." and yelled for a long time.

Tang Yue stretched out his hand and pulled the man in front of him. The prison car is so big, where can he hide?

He already knew the answer from the boy's expression, and an indescribable feeling rushed into his heart. Tang Yue looked at him and asked, "Do we need to talk?"

The other party nodded viciously, tears burst out suddenly, and he rushed over to hug Tang Yue and cry.

This scene not only frightened Zhao Sanlang and Shun Shun, but even the surrounding guards looked at the two huddled together in surprise.

Tang Yue patted his back lightly, "Okay, why are you crying, are you really a child?"

The other party's tears stopped abruptly, and he raised his head and said with red eyes, "At least for now!"

Tang Yue drove Ping Shun out of the car, and let them go further away, and then they sat side by side in the prison car and chatted.

Talking about this bizarre experience would bring tears to Tang Yue's mind, and Tang Yue was inevitably brought up with sadness, so he shed two tears.

This kid was called Zhang Chun in his previous life. He was a little actor who played a role. He specialized in pretending to be a corpse. His father was unknown, and his mother was a sex worker. He died of illness ten years ago. , woke up and found that he had become a ten-year-old child.

Of course, this is Tang Yue's summary of his life. In Zhang Chun's words, "I have no father since I was a child, and I don't know which man provided the sperm. However, based on my appearance, I must not be a handsome guy. Maybe I've become famous a long time ago, my mother is a street person, and occasionally talks about one or two more regular boyfriends, anyway, I just want to survive starvation.

My mother died of illness when I was 13 years old. As soon as she died, I started to be self-reliant. I first worked as a dishwasher and waiter. Later, I watched too much TV and wanted to be famous. Isn't it easier than carrying a plate?And if a big director takes a fancy to him, wouldn't I be popular? "

"Then it was great when you came here, city lord, you're very majestic just thinking about it, but why can't you even beat the ancients? You were also implicated in the prison car."

"Damn! You think I like it. As soon as I woke up, I saw a group of soldiers rush in and arrest me. I thought I was acting. Later, I found out that this unlucky boy was so scared that he swallowed poison and died, making me a scapegoat." Lamb! His grandma is a bear!"

"It's not bad, I saved my life anyway, and I also took a trip to ancient times by the way. This status is also leveraged, and I have a future."

"Ah? There is still a future? Isn't it going to be dragged back and beheaded?" Zhang Chun asked anxiously, grabbing Tang Yue's hand. He thought he was doomed, and wanted to be a hungry ghost, so he ate Pingshun's food every day.

"No, you are at most a crime of ineffective supervision and lax governance. It is estimated that you will be deprived of your title and dismissed from office. Your life is fine."

"Brother, I feel at ease with your words." Zhang Chun suddenly felt relieved, "I will follow you from now on. By the way, what do you do?"

Tang Yue thought for a while and replied: "I used to be a surgeon, so of course I am here to continue to be a doctor."

"Oh, I understand, military doctor, so great!"

Tang Yue chuckled, temporarily exposing it, he thought: If he really agreed to Wang Zizhao and became a prince and concubine, would he scare this kid to death?

"Then why don't I study medicine with you?" Zhang Chun said enthusiastically, "Although my education is low, my mind is good. If I start studying at this age, I will be able to graduate in ten or eight years, right?"

Tang Yue thought about it deeply, "That's fine, but are you really interested in doing this business? Actually, you can consider doing business. It's just that the status of businessmen in this era is very low, and they may not be so bright on the surface."

"That's right, my dead mother said that I was smart since I was a child, and I will definitely be a big boss when I grow up. We didn't get along well in our previous life, so we can continue to work hard in this life, haha..."

Seeing that he was already immersed in the dream of being a big boss, Tang Yue couldn't bear to interrupt him, and could only look at him stupidly.

"Xiao Lang, Your Highness, please come over." A little soldier ran over and said standing outside the prison car.

Tang Yue glanced at the sky, only to realize that they had been chatting for a long time before they knew it.

"Then I'll go first, you continue to plan your beautiful blueprint!" Tang Yue patted Zhang Chun on the shoulder and got out of the prison car.

He took two steps, turned his head and bowed to him, and said loudly: "Young city master, please take care of your health. Your heart disease has been around for a long time, and you still need heart medicine for your heart disease. You need to relax."

The people around were instantly relieved, it turned out that the city lord was ill, no wonder he cried so miserably just now.

Thinking about it, it is true that such a young child has no father and no mother. It is really pitiful that one person shoulders such a big responsibility.