Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

Han Shan was born in a poor family. There are seven children in the family, all of whom are boys. He is the thinnest. Since he was young, he was not fed enough to wear clothes. He would be beaten and kicked by his father and brothers at every turn, until he was banned by his father when he was seven years old. The household registration was sold into the general's mansion, and he became a slave whose life and death were controlled by the master's family.

He is still young, so he doesn't know exactly where the Zhenbei General's Mansion is, but when he sees the huge and luxurious mansion, the dazzling porch and the busy servants walking around, he knows that he has probably come here. place.

I heard people say that the children of the rich family have a bad temper. They beat and scolded the slaves, and there were [-] or [-] cases where they accidentally beat them to death.

The elder sister who came in entered the door and was led by the steward to see Mrs. Han.

Passing by the small garden during the period, I saw a child in a red jacket lazily lying on a deck chair basking in the sun. There was a big snow-white cat in his arms. Seeing someone passing by, the cat yawned , glanced at him, one blue and one yellow mandarin duck eyes were pretty tight.

It moved, and the child opened his eyes. A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes have not yet opened, they are round, and they look watery.

He grabbed the edge of the recliner and looked at Han Shan and his party curiously.

He asked the lead housekeeper in a childish voice, "Uncle He, who are they?"

The butler stopped and walked towards him. Seeing the child in front of him, the smile on his face was from the heart. It could be seen that he liked the child, "Back to young master, they are slaves sold into the mansion, old man This slave is going to take them to see Madam."

"Slave?" The child's pale fingers pointed at Han Shan, "Is he too?"

"Yes."

The child's eyes lit up, and he asked the housekeeper excitedly, "Then he was sold into the mansion, so can he play with me?"

"This..." These slaves are to be arranged by the madam, and he cannot be the master.

"Hey, my name is Han Shiqing!" But Xiaoqing didn't care so much, he rarely met boys his own age in the general's mansion, his older brothers doted on him, and his older sister was required to imitate him as a girl. He can't play with him at all, and now he finally caught a Han Shan, so he's naturally happy.

He jumped up and took Han Shan's skinny and rough hand, and the big white cat jumped aside and looked at him suspiciously.

"what's your name?"

The butler was shocked and shouted, "Young master, he is a slave, why are you so close to him! Quick, let go! His hands are dirty!"

Hearing this, Han Shan quickly withdrew his hands, knelt on the ground as soon as his knees softened, and pressed his forehead against the stone brick, and said, "The slave didn't mean to offend the young master, please forgive the young master..."

Xiaoqing was taken aback by his aggressive behavior, and even took half a step back. Seeing this, the butler hurriedly dragged Han Shan out of the garden, and said to the servant standing beside Shiqing, "Xiaolan, you Go and take the young master to wash his hands."

When Xiaolan held his hand, Shi Qing came to his senses. He threw Xiaolan away almost immediately, ran to Han Shan, grabbed his arm, and said, "I don't think you're dirty, and I'm not afraid of you. You haven't told me yet." What's your name, I just want you to play with me!"

He stubbornly tugged on Han Shan's arm. The housekeeper wanted to speak, but he pushed back, waiting for Han Shan to answer him.

Han Shan was actually a little afraid of Shi Qing, he carefully looked at the butler's face, and then whispered to Shi Qing, "My slave's name is Xiao Shan."

"Then what's your last name?"

The butler answered from the side, "Master, slaves don't have surnames."

Shi Qing frowned in displeasure, then let go, and said to Han Shan, "Then you took my surname, how about Han? My father's surname is Han, my elder brother's surname is Han, my second brother's surname is Han, and I My sister’s surname is Han, my surname is also Han, and your surname is also Han, so we will be a family from now on!”

The child in front of him has red lips and white teeth, handsome appearance, a crimson beauty mole between his eyebrows, just like a little boy descended from the world, when he smiles, it feels as if all the light of the world is gathered on him, and he cannot be moved. open your eyes.

Han Shan's heart warmed up, his eyes became sour, and he almost let the unsatisfactory tears fall out.

But he knew his identity, so he dared not answer at all.

Only observing the butler's expression, Shi Qing was finally rejected by the other party, and followed the butler and left the garden.

Before leaving, he quietly looked back at the child standing in the sun, and kept that light in his heart forever, and he will never forget it in this lifetime.

He Yiran took a fancy to him and left him to accompany Shi Qing. Shi Qing was so happy that he jumped up and dragged Han Shan to play with cats and dogs, causing the entire General's Mansion to be in a state of chaos.

Later, Liao Yunfan came, met Han Shan, touched his bones, his eyes lit up, and he made a plan to ask him to practice martial arts.

Liao Yunfan has a clear understanding of people and things. He understands the importance Han Shan attaches to Shi Qing, so he uses this to motivate him to practice martial arts hard, so that he must do his best to protect Shi Qing in the future.

Han Shan agreed and took this as his life creed.

He thought that even if he died, the young master would not be hurt.

But after all, he only guarded Shi Qing for 19 years, but failed to guard him for the rest of his life.

He overheard the news that Shi Qing wanted to break into the barbarian camp at night, so he begged himself to go and not ask the young master to put himself in danger, but Shi Qing refused.

Shi Qing said that it was difficult for him alone to lead the fifty assassins in Xuanjinlou. He also said that he was the young master of the general's mansion and the son of General Han Jingyu, so he should bear this responsibility.

But at the end, Shi Qing patted him on the shoulder and said to him, "The most important thing is, I don't want you to go alone."

He said, "If we are going to die, we will die together, and we can still be companions on the road to Huangquan."

His young master said it to him with a smile, but he only felt fear and sadness.

When the arrow pierced through the flesh and held Shi Qing tightly in his arms, Han Shan wanted to cry for the first time.

He was never afraid of death.

But he was afraid that his young master would die here.

He has never regretted it as much as he does now.

He shouldn't have promised to ask the young master to come with him. His little young master should stand in the sunshine and live happily ever after. He shouldn't be buried with him in this chaotic and dirty enemy camp.

He was trembling, choking, embracing Shi Qing, and his short life flowed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, frozen in the darkness, frozen in his remorse, and it was difficult to rest in peace until death.