Tanglin heard the words

Chapter 5

Dong Lingxi's 20 troops stayed behind in Xishi City, as did Li Rong and Cheng Yu.The other 30 was lent by Emperor Yi Yan to Beiyu General Zhao Chengran in the name of "turmoil in the northwest border, fearing that the rest of the country will invade".Dong Lingxi only brought two thousand black flag troops back to the capital.On the surface, Dong Lingxi, the king of Wu'an, was cut off by one-third of his military power by the current emperor, but the order to transfer the [-] troops is still in Dong Lingxi's hands.

Dong Lingxi was sitting in the rickety carriage, with Chu Yan kneeling beside him.The army marched for three and a half months, with about five or six days to go before arriving at Tiandu.Chu Yan’s physical injury has healed up long ago, and he is almost gone, but his inner body has not improved for a long time. Presumably, his internal injury needs to be rested. During the journey of more than three months, Chu Yan is afraid that he will not be able to let go of it for a moment. from the heart.

"Master, do you want some tea?" Chu Yan held a cup of tea, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Master, do you want to wipe your face?" Chu Yan held a wet cloth with excitement on his face.

"Master, do you want some pastries?" Chu Yan was holding a large bowl of pastries, looking like he wanted to stuff them all into Dong Lingxi's mouth.

Dong Lingxi watched as he poured himself a bucket of drinks, stuffed himself with a basket of food, wiped everything that could be wiped in the carriage with his front feet, and then wiped his Chu Yan with something on his back feet, which was admirable in his heart. I admire Chu Yan so much, I admire not only Chu Yan but also myself, Dong Lingxi thought about it, why is Chu Yan so capable, it’s a bit evil to be capable, so capable, and it’s just like typing The machine can only go in and out... Thinking about it in the right brain, I used to be most afraid of someone nagging me next to me, asking this and that.After combining the left and right brains, I felt quite normal. I thought that every time I told him to let him rest, the man would look terrified, and asked obsequiously, whether Chu Yan did something wrong, which was not in line with the master's wishes.After doing this three or four times, Dong Lingxi didn't dare to refuse, and didn't dare to raise any objections.Looking at Chu Yan's busy figure, he thought about everything up, down, left, and right, but he still didn't understand whether he had found a bodyguard for himself or a wife for himself.

At night, Dong Lingxi looked up at the night sky, only to see the waning moon in the sky, occasionally a breeze blows by, and little fireflies linger in the forest.

Not long after, the emerald green leaves swayed, and behind Dong Lingxi stood a man in black from head to toe. The man cupped his hands, and his voice remained unchanged: "Master."

Dong Lingxi gave a little grace, and said softly: "I'm back, how are things going?"

The man in black lowered his head: "Master, the Jiuqucao was found, but Wen Xiaodie, the holy doctor of life and death, died."

After hearing this, Dong Lingxi frowned, "How long have you been dead?"

"An hour."

"Where is the person who killed Wen Xiaodie?"

"The subordinates are incompetent and have no clues."

"Forget it, let's put this aside for now. Chu Gui, you can go back to the house first. This time I brought a newcomer back to be my guard, called Chu Yan, and let him live in the room south of my bedroom. You can go back and make arrangements for the rest." one time,"

The ghost of Chu replied yes, and disappeared in a flash.

Dong Lingxi returned to the carriage and saw that Chu Yan was already awake and cleaning the windows...

=口=||||||Dong Lingxi felt that she was going crazy, her voice could not be more gentle: "Chu Yan, why are you cleaning the windows when you don't sleep?" Dong Lingxi glanced at the window from the corner of her eyes , I feel that the carvings on the windows have basically faded after Chu Yan patiently wiped them for more than three months.

Chu Yan turned around, bowed to Dong Lingxi, expressionless: "Master is not asleep, Chu Yan dare not sleep. Chu Yan saw that the windows were dirty, so he cleaned them."

Dong Lingxi thinks that fully automatic household intelligent robots are nothing more than this.

"Okay, Chu Yan, you are your master and my most caring bodyguard, but the bodyguard has to rest too, lie down and sleep quickly!"

Dong Lingxi lay down on the couch, beckoning, and after Chu Yan also lay down, put out the candles, and went to date Duke Zhou.

(Don’t get me wrong, Chu Yan’s floor shop is currently lent to him to have the guts of the Heavenly King Laozi + Jesus Christ + Joan of Arc + Dong Lingxi + etc., he dare not lie with Dong Lingxi == )

In June of the seventh year of Yanyan 330, General Xiyu Donglingxi made a triumphant return to the capital, and was awarded the canon in the main hall. Since then, in the seventh year of the founding of the country in Dayanyan, Donglingxi, the general of Xiyu, was officially canonized at the age of 330 years old. It was the first king with a different surname—Wu An Wang, which was passed on to future generations.

After Dong Lingxi left the palace, he brought a group of subordinates back to the Wu'an Palace in the east city of Tiandu where the plaques had been replaced.

The Wu'an Prince's Mansion is very lively.

The people in Wu'an Palace are very enthusiastic.

"Girl Chu Liu, don't touch Chu Yan anymore. Men and women can't kiss each other, do you understand? Chu Jing, wipe your mouth." Chu Yi held the sword with a serious face, looked at Chu Liu and Chu Jing, and took the sword. Horizontal, blocking the two of them.

Chu Liu crossed her hands, twisted her waist, and stared at Chu Yi with beautiful eyes: "Then you still touch it", Chu Jing talked to the side: "Yes, yes".

"Nonsense, I've measured his size and I have to send it to the cloth shop. Hurry up and get out."

"Why go out, you measure it."

Chu Yi heaved a sigh of relief, grabbed Chu Liu and Chu Jing's back collar, and threw him out, ignoring what Chu Liu had said, and closed the door directly.

Chu Yi turned around, looked at Chu Yan who was expressionless but seemed to be stiff all over, and said, "Take off your clothes."

Chu Yan dawdled for a long time, but still didn't take it off, his voice was a little hoarse: "Well, brother Chu Yi, can I measure it myself, and I will deliver it myself after measuring, no... I won't trouble you."

Chu Yi smiled: "How old are you?"

"Little man... I'm 25."

Chu Yi was stunned, then smiled again: "You are older than me, I am 24 this year, so I have to call you big brother."

Chu Yan hurriedly said, "No need, just call me Chu Yan."

"Oh, then don't call me big brother, Chu Yan, from now on we will be brothers who protect the master together, be casual, everyone is very nice, and the master treats us well, so don't be so restrained, let go. "

Chu Yan bent his lips: "Yes, master is the best master."

Chu Yi stepped forward to untie Chu Yan's clothes, but was pushed out by Chu Yan, "What are you doing!"

Chu Yi was dazed and dazed again, and said, "Er, take off your clothes and take your measurements."

"...Oh, no need, I'll measure it myself"

Chu Yi looked at Chu Yan's pale face, as if he understood something, but he didn't grasp anything. He just felt that Chu Yan was a bit strange, and the push he made just now showed that his skills were not weak, although he was not as good as himself. But I was able to pass two tricks, so my hands started to itch, and after thinking about it, I said: "Then you can measure it yourself, and then send it to the west of the city. Then come to Buzhuang, the shopkeeper is called Zhou Bu, tell him that you are from Wu'an Palace people will become."

Chu Yan nodded.After waiting for a while, seeing that Chu Yi hadn't left yet, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

Chu Yi licked his lips: "You know kung fu."

"kindness."

"And it's pretty good."

Chu Yan lowered his head: "The kung fu of the triangular cat is ridiculous."

Chu Yi rubbed his chin: "You are the best among the master's guards in working hard. If you have a chance, we can compete and let me see your three-legged cat Kung Fu. How about it?"

Chu Yan looked up and saw Chu Yi's eyes full of earnest anticipation, he was surprised and happy at the same time, he couldn't believe it: "You want to compete with me?"

Chu Yi saw that his face was expressionless, but he exuded a 'very happy' atmosphere. He was puzzled and replied, "Yeah, why don't you want to?"

Chu Yan quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "No, no, I am willing."

"Well, we will be at the martial arts training ground in the south tomorrow, so we are not allowed to be late." After speaking, Chu Yi waved his hands and turned to leave the room.

The author has something to say: ==... Xiao Y, you are too diligent... X is spoiled by you...

extra person

extra person

The Wild Goose Country is located inland and is separated from the Sulfur Country by the Yishan Mountains. The east, north and south sides of the country are bordered by the sea. The water transportation is developed and the economy is prosperous.The common people praised that "there is fragrant sand in the north, which produces rare treasures; there is Yulin in the south, which is rich in fragrance; in the west, there is Guangwen, where you can hear poems and books; in the east, there is a water city with many gold and treasures."

Tiandu is the capital of wild geese.Adjacent to the Lanshui River that runs through the entire continent from north to south, it is the economic, political and cultural center of the country, a treasured place of heaven.Tiandu is economically prosperous. There is a morning market in the morning, a night market in the evening, and a large-scale market every [-] days. For three days, merchants from all over the country come and go, buying rare and exotic things, which makes people dazzled and dizzy.

When Chu Yanxu left the palace, he went straight to the west of the city and came to Buzhuang. Along the way, the lights were brightly lit, and it was like daytime, with people coming and going, and it was very lively.Chu Yan stopped and walked, looked left and right, and finally arrived at Buzhuang.

Zhou Bu, the treasurer of the cloth shop, is about [-] to [-] years old, slightly fat, not tall, and the businessmen are full of laughter. Hearing that Chu Yan is the new guard of Wu'an Prince, he compliments him with every word.

"Master Chu, don't worry, your clothes will be delivered in three days, and you will be satisfied."

With a cold face, Chu Yan nodded, raised his legs to leave, paused and turned around: "What day is today?"

Zhou Bu wrinkled his smiling face, rubbed his hands, and said, "Master Chu, you are new here, so you don't know anything. Today is just a big market, and everything is cheap and complete. It will not end until Xushi two days later."

Chu Yan left the cloth village and walked slowly. He had never seen anything in front of him, and he had never imagined it. He saw children playing around, shouting from merchants one after another, loudly asking buyers, Chu Yan Yan felt that he was finally no longer an animal, but a person with blood, tears, knowledge and feelings. He pinched himself hard and felt very painful. Then all this was real, not his own delusion.That proud son of heaven, who is under one person and above ten thousand people, really saved himself, and he talked to him so gently and tenderly, and even fed himself the medicine with his own hands, and allowed himself to be in the same carriage with him, and make it for himself. Clothes, help myself hide my past, let myself follow him, and get a monthly salary. Even if I was beaten to death, I would never dare to expect all of this, but that fairy-like figure smiled casually. Laughed, called Chu Yan, and gave everything to himself.Chu Yan couldn't stop laughing and laughing, Mai Se's face was faintly pink, rubbing and rubbing with his hands, the corners of his mouth still kept grinning.

He turned and turned like this, reluctant to leave left and right, just looking at the people coming and going, thinking that Tiangong fairies would not be so happy.

Chu Yan turned a corner and stopped in front of a booth full of villains. Looking at all kinds of villains, his eyes were shining, he pursed his lips, and asked embarrassedly: "Master, what are you doing here?" ah?"

The kind-faced old man looked at the handsome young man in front of him, with a tall and straight figure, and although he was dressed plainly, he was dressed in high-quality materials. He felt that he should be a rich man with no knowledge of the world, so he replied: "Young master, this is Noodles can be stored and eaten.”

Chu Yan looked at the red and green faces, and was surprised: "Can you still eat?"

"That's right, my lord, they are all made of noodles, and the colors are all kinds of vegetables and fruits. Besides, the old man is not boasting. Anyone I have met once, the old man, can pinch them out, and they are sure to be exactly the same."

"Really?"

"Of course, why did the old man ruin his own business?" After saying that, he picked up some dough, kneaded it, and kneaded it out.

Chu Yan's face turned pink even more, he held back for a long time, and said, "I want this, sir, have you met Prince Wu'an?"

The old man swayed and said, "My lord, you are joking, who hasn't seen the great hero of our Great Wild Goose Kingdom?"

Chu Yan was even more happy when he heard that: "Then, can you pinch a prince for me?"

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head, and said: "My lord, don't scare the old man, how dare the old man get his hands on the prince's face!"

Chu Yan's eyes immediately dimmed, that's right, that person is so high and high, no one dares to touch him, how can he expect so much... But... Chu Yan gritted his teeth, and took out a piece of paper on the east side of the road back to the capital. Ling Xi rewarded him with money. The man said that he wanted to sell something he hadn't eaten or played with. He wanted to keep it hidden. It was the first time that man rewarded him, and he gave it to the kneader cruelly. The old man said: "Master, I'll give you all the money, just pinch one for me."

When the old man saw so much money, his hands were itchy, but he obviously only sold noodles for ten yuan, but he wanted to take 50 taels from others, which was really unkind.

Chu Yan saw that the old man was still hesitating, so he lowered his voice: "Master, I have admired the prince for a long time, and I want to keep it as a souvenir. If you pinch it for me, I will hide it and no one will see it. Is it okay?"

The old man looked at the young master in front of him full of honesty and honesty, and felt that it was rare for him to be respectful and respectful. His heart softened, and he made a king of Wu'an and gave him a Chu Yan, but he still accepted ten Wen, saying: "Young master thinks highly of the old man, so come more." Patronage, money cannot be overcharged."

Chu Yan took Dong Lingxi and his face mask, and was so happy that he went around and bought a delicate and sturdy solid wooden box, and then went back to the palace.

After returning to the palace and entering his own room, Chu Yan closed the door tightly, then took out the doughnut by candlelight and put it into a solid wooden box, seeing two doughnuts lying in the box, he couldn’t stop I like it, my face is even redder and redder.

Chu Yan put away the box, looked around the whole room, his mood that had just calmed down began to fluctuate again, took a damp cloth, and began to wipe up and down, inside and out, and when it was about Yinshi, he felt no sleepiness at all, and went out of the house , saw that the whole house was dark, only the ordinary guards on night watch walking around, he turned and turned, he really had nothing to do, so he didn't want to be idle, if the master felt that he had accepted something and did nothing, Kicking himself out of the palace, Chu Yan never wanted to see that day. He used to only think about freedom. Serving the master in the palace.Chu Yan walked to the kitchen and saw that there was no one in there. Thinking it was too early, he picked up the ax and split the firewood.

When it was Maoshi, I went back to the house and washed my face, then went to the training ground.

The author has something to say: ==... Both of them are too weak...

Extra Second Army Slave 23

Extra Second Army Slave 23

When I was 14 years old, I held a hand full of sorghum cakes, and my eye sockets were dry, and nothing came out.

Ever since I was born and I have memories, what I heard, saw, and felt all told me that I am a beast inferior to pigs and dogs, with no home, no country, and no right to live as a human being. Die, I don't have a name. When 23 was alive, I called her 23, and others called me a little beast. When 23 died, I became 23, a slave 23.

When I was three years old, I saw the soldiers in the camp coming and going in and out of my and 23's tents, and felt strange. Why did 23 always lie in the tents while others washed horses and pulled carts?When it was close to Shen, 23 dragged me into the tent, put his hands on my back, and for no reason, I just felt hot, and there was a stream of hot air circulating in my body all over my body.In this way, I worked during the day and was pressed against my back by 23 at night, and seven years passed in a hurry.

When I was ten years old, 23 took a small wooden stick and taught me how to swing, and then taught me for another four years.In the past four years, 23's health has been getting worse and worse, and in the end he couldn't move anymore.She held my hand and told me intermittently, remember those moves, no matter what you encounter, you must survive, resist the past, and only have hope in life.I watched her cry with a blank face, and heard her say sorry, I will never forget her tears, I wiped and wiped, and there were always more tears streaming from my eyes.

At 14, 23 died, and I became 23.On the day she died, I was in the tent, still holding her hot hand with my right hand, and my left hand was pulled by the soldier and forced out of the tent.Later, I often thought that the pain at that time was incomparable to anything, whether it was whipping, ironing, or being beaten by many people, there was no such pain.Sometimes, when I huddle in a corner and cover my ears, I can still hear those soldiers panting in my ears, and I can still feel their hands holding my arms and pressing my head... I don’t know if this is called being alive .

When I was 17 years old, one night the soldier gave me a dozen papers one foot thick and asked me to copy them and come to pick them up in the morning.I don't want candy, I just want to sleep well, so I took the paper and copied it all night. The next morning, a few uncles came to get it. Seeing what I copied, they kicked me, saying that dogs are worse than me. I wrote well, and then I took a black pill and stuffed it into my mouth. In fact, I don’t remember what happened afterwards. It sounds nice.From then on, the uncles always gave me black pills and asked me to copy the words. I also understood that if the words on the paper were copied well, they would let me go, and they lied to me.

Sometimes, other soldiers called me a rabbit master who only served men, and some sighed at my face, but they all threw all the work to me when they got a chance. They all had friends, some The person I was talking to, no one paid attention to me, just like her before.Occasionally, I think of what she said to keep me alive, but I don't know what it is to be alive.

In the winter when I was 20 years old, while the uncle lying on me was busy, I broke his neck with one hand, stepped on the white snow, and ran out, out of the barracks, out to live.I was arrested in the middle of the night. I will never forget that punishment. It was too painful and terrible... When I cried, all I heard was a laugh that was higher than the first, and the punishment was heavier than the next.I passed out and woke up in pain, woke up and passed out in pain, I don't want to live anymore.

At the age of 22, I saw that the uncles had rich expressions, but the military slaves had the same face all the year round.I hate my face. I think other soldiers live better than me because of their faces.I've tried it countless times without success.The old men either beat me up or tortured me all night, and gradually I gave up.Looking at the dark night sky, I don't know what is crying, what is laughing, what is sad, what is happy, I think I may never have lived, I have been tortured in the animal realm to pay for the crimes I committed in my previous life .

In autumn at the age of 23, Ling Guo came to commit a crime.The barracks suddenly became busy, and it was said that the God of War of the Wild Goose Kingdom was going to be stationed here.The wind was blowing wildly that day, but there was a spring breeze around that person. I looked up and quickly lowered my head.Such a god, if I take a look at it, it will be dirty, and I will not dare to insult such a godly and handsome fairy.For the next two years, whenever that person walked past me, there was a scent of green plums, which was faint but refreshing.The man forbade the soldiers to bully the slaves, and those who caught them were beaten with military sticks. My life was much better. I thanked that man from the bottom of my heart. I boiled the bath water for that man every day. When I am happy, I feel that I am very close to that person, and I can hear the sound of him paddling the water. I finally know that I am still alive and will be happy.

When I was 25 years old, I knew it was time for that person to leave, and my heart stopped beating slowly as the day of that person's departure approached.On the night of the celebration banquet, I hid in the corner next to the dry well, listening to the happy voices of others, and felt that I would not live long. When I met two drunk uncles, I resisted instinctively.The man hadn't left yet, he was still in the tent over there, but the black pill entered his mouth, and his consciousness still drifted away uncontrollably.When she became conscious again, Qing Meixiang just threw herself into her nose, opened her eyes, and the man appeared straight in front of her eyes, and heard what the man said.It's ridiculous, how could this fairy-like figure talk to me? I rolled out of bed and knelt on the ground. Apart from the bone-chilling cold, there was only despair and darkness in my heart.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to post it later, but I still feel that after reading this article, I will understand more clearly later...

So, Yan's daughter-in-law had a tragedy in the past twenty years... ==