I'm a Buddhist foster child

King Lanling gasped for breath, and suddenly regretted Yang Jian's trash talk, fell silent, and stopped talking, turned his horse's head around, raised his whip to urge the horse, and said in a low voice, "Return to the camp!"

Standing on the city gate, Yang Jian still shouted down: "Remember what you said about being a brother, one day you can't get along anymore, you must come and join me as a brother!"

King Lanling learned his lesson this time, he didn't answer Yang Jian's trash talk, and without turning his head, he resolutely rode away, and the [-] captives behind him followed quickly, and quickly retreated out of everyone's sight.

The Northern Qi army retreated, and everyone was still about to say something, when they heard the little bun's childish voice: "Father!"

Immediately followed by a "bang...", Yang Jian was fine the last moment, standing on the top of the city "majesticly" to "provocatively demonstrate" against King Lanling, but the next moment he suddenly lost consciousness, his body Crooked, fell headfirst.

"General!"

"My son!?"

"Hurry up! Call the medical officer! Medical officer!"

Yang Jian felt his body was very tired, maybe the stretched string finally relaxed, his neck and face were burning hot, his body had no strength, and he didn't lift it up in one breath, and he fainted directly on the city gate. At that time, I could still hear the panicked calls from all around.

Yang Jian didn't know that he had slept for too long, and couldn't open his eyes dimly. Even though he knew he was fainting, he couldn't open his eyes. His body couldn't use any strength. Gradually, Yang Jian felt better.

Yang Jian's face was itchy, as if there was a feather, but it didn't feel very real. He tried to open his eyes, trying to see what "that feather" was.

When he opened his eyes, he didn't see the feather, but instead saw a round, pink and tender snow-white bun, which was undoubtedly his cheap son Yang Guang.

It wasn't any feathers that itched on his face, but Xiao Baozi was applying medicine to Yang Jian.Most of Yang Jian's wounds were on his face and neck. The three whips on Gao Ana's arm all hit his bare skin, his skin was ripped apart, and his blood was coagulated. The little bun was rubbing medicine on Yang Jian while he was asleep.

"Father is awake!" The little bun Yang Guang called out in a childish voice, and then opened his eyes wide, full of surprise.

Yang Jian nodded with difficulty, still a little weak, although he was weak, he forced a smile, and said very gently: "Father is fine, he must have fainted from hunger."

Needless to say, Yang Jian has not eaten since he was captured, and he is very hungry.

Xiao Baozi watched Yang Jian wake up, his face was full of surprises, and then the expression on his face changed rapidly. Seeing Xiao Baozi's joyful expression slowly change, he even cried as soon as he said it. It was glowing red, and the tears filled instantly, as if the overwhelmed dam was about to release the flood.

Yang Guang's expression is just right, his tears are also freely released, and there is some grievance mixed in the worried expression, showing the emotions of a child to the fullest. He knows that Yang Jian can't help the little baby's tears offensive, the sound of milk Sobbing milkily: "Woo, father! Miss father!"

"Hey, don't cry..." Yang Jian really couldn't help this, he tried every time and hit every shot.Although he had just woken up and had no strength in his body, he tried his best to comfort Xiao Baozi and said, "My dear son, don't cry, don't cry."

"Yeah!" Xiao Baozi wiped his tears with the back of his fleshy hand, turned himself into a little cat, nodded obediently, and said with a forbearance: "Don't cry, father... father It will hurt!"

What a greasy little bun...

But don't tell me, if others say this, it's so greasy that you can't look directly at it. When Xiao Baozi said this, his forbearance expression is just right, but it doesn't look greasy. Yang Jian really likes this.

Yang Jian looked at the obedient and sensible cheap son, and suddenly smiled gently. The smile was extremely gentle, like the spring breeze in March, with a trace of warmth and warmth. Yang Guang saw such a smile, but was not confused by the appearance. There was a thump in my heart, and I narrowed my round cat eyes, secretly thinking that it was not good...

Seeing Yang Jian waving to him with a smile, he said, "Son, come here, I won't see you for a day, do you really miss your father?"

Yang Guang knew it was a trap, but he could only bite the bullet, pretend to be ignorant, nodded, and said, "I think! I miss my father!"

Yang Jian said persuasively, "Do you really want to make a pillow for your father too?"

Yang Guang: "..." I knew it would happen.

Xiao Baozi's fleshy little face stiffened, obviously a shell was stuck, he bit his fleshy little mouth and stopped talking.

Yang Jian showed a hurt expression and said, "Son, father's wound hurts again. If you don't make father a pillow, father's wound will hurt even more."

Yang Guang rolled his eyes in his heart, but he still cooperated with Yang Jian's rhetoric in a childlike voice, and said with a stern face: "Father, it's not a good child to lie to others!"

Yang Jian pressed his chest, and said exaggeratedly: "Hiss... hey... it really hurts, Zensheng is good?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes again from the bottom of his heart, it's rare to see a person who can make him, a tyrant, roll his eyes, maybe only Yang Jian is the only one.

Yang Guang has no other way, although it is unseemly to be a pillow, but in the end, he is just a four or five-year-old milk doll, who cares about the decency of a little doll?Yang Guang thought to himself, he had to please Yang Jian anyway, and he would not suffer.

The little bun immediately ran over with his calf, his little meaty hands gripped the bed teeth, and he scrambled on the bed with his legs down, "hey hey hey hey" twice, and then he climbed up, like a strong man with his wrist broken, he took the initiative to lie beside Yang Jian, and Lifting Yang Jian's arm, one-stop caring service, sent himself under Yang Jian's arm, and then arranged Yang Jian's arm.

Yang Jian suddenly became happy, and smiled even more gently, but inexplicably there was a kind of joy that the big bad wolf saw Little Red Riding Hood. He retracted his arms, hugged the little bun in his arms, rubbed his chin against the little soft face of the little bun, and took a deep breath. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "My son is really soft and fragrant, and has a milky smell."

Yang Guang wanted to refute, how could I smell milky?But if you think about it carefully, that's all, and it's meaningless to refute, so it's better to save your tongue.

Yang Jian hugged the little bun, poked his face, touched his little hands, which made Yang Guang lose his temper, but after a while, Yang Jian woke up, his body was still a little weak, and he hugged the most handsome boy in the world again. The lovely ergonomic pillow, the spirit slowly relaxes, the drowsiness sweeps over, and soon I can't hold on, I close my eyes with my head against the little bun, and fall into sleep...

I don't know if it's because of holding Xiao Baozi that Yang Jian didn't have strange nightmares. For Yang Jian, being good to Xiao Baozi is like being good to himself. No one will make up for Yang Jian because of guilt. The shadow of childhood, in this world, only Yang Jian can make up for the shadow of his childhood. For Yang Jian, the little bun seems to be a kind of salvation for Yang Jian.

Yang Guang maintained the state of "holding the corpse", and he was relieved when he heard the sound of breathing in his ears gradually calming down. He turned his head slightly and looked at Yang Jian who was sleeping soundly.

Xiao Baozi's round cat eyes narrowed slightly, scrutinizing Yang Jian, and instantly turned into a pair of white wolf eyes.Yang Guang fell into confusion for a while. He was born in a noble family. Because he is not the eldest son, he needs to work harder than others to get to the top. Yang Guang has been working hard all his life to climb up. For him, his father is a serious As a harsh superior, Yang Guang has never experienced too much fatherly love and family affection.

However, at this moment, Yang Guang inexplicably felt a little warmth in Yang Jian's embrace, but it seemed that it was not a problem to get lost for a while...

Thinking like this, Yang Guang also felt a little sleepy. He tilted his head and pressed it against Yang Jian's head. He also closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

After the medical officer diagnosed and treated Yang Jian, he left the wound medicine and wrote a prescription. Yu Chiyouqi went to brew the medicine himself, and brought it over when the medicine was ready.

Everyone opened up the curtain of the camp tent and walked in, and saw Yang Jian and Xiao Baozi lying side by side on the couch, their heads resting on each other, Xiao Baozi was sleeping soundly, his round face was like a white and delicate rice cake, his eyes Because of the deep sleep, her cheeks were slightly pink like peaches, her small mouth was slightly opened, not as shrewd as usual, and she looked defenseless at this moment.

Yang Jian was already awake, but he didn't move. He seemed to be afraid of disturbing his son's rest. He was staring at Xiao Baozi's face with an "idiot" face, and raised his index finger, as if he wanted to poke the peach-flavored one. The white and tender rice cake, the other hand quickly came up, grasping the index finger, with a tangled face, wanting to poke his son's face, but afraid of disturbing his son's rest.

When everyone saw this scene, their eyelids twitched wildly, but Yang Jian's vigor and vigor proved that there was nothing serious about him.

"Hmm...?" The little bun realized it later, and slowly opened his eyes. His big watery eyes were filled with mist, and he blinked his long eyelashes. For a moment, his confused eyes froze, and he realized that He actually fell asleep, and fell asleep unprepared.

Yang Guang seldom slept soundly, no matter when he was young or after he became the king of a country.When he was young, Yang Guang thought deeply and was always thinking about how to please his parents. After he became an adult, Yang Guang ran around in various ways to seize power. Even if he finally became the emperor, Yang Guang never had a good night's sleep. , I didn't expect to sleep so deeply today.

Seeing that they were awake, Yuchi Youqi immediately took the decoction and said, "My lord, the decoction is ready."

Yang Jian turned over and sat up, the little bun Yang Guang pretended to be very sensible, helped his father to sit up, handed over the soup, and said in a childish voice: "Father, after drinking the medicine, it will not hurt. It hurts!"

Yang Jian took the medicine bowl, and squeezed the little bun's cheek, it really felt really good.

Yang Jian looked at the tangled face of the medicine soup, but he didn't talk nonsense. He raised his head and drank all the soup and medicine, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "It's so bitter."

If other people take medicine and find it bitter, just eat something sweet to cover it up, but Yang Jian is different, he has never been able to eat sweets, so no matter how bitter it is, he can't use sweetness to neutralize it.

The little bun immediately handed over another earcup of water, and continued in a childish voice, "Father, drink water!"

Yang Jian drank water to dilute the bitter taste in his mouth, put down the water glass and said, "Yes, there is one thing that needs to be done immediately, and things will change later."

What he said seemed to be a very serious matter, and everyone immediately said, "What is it?"

The corners of Yang Jian's lips twitched, revealing a distinctly gentle but chilling smile, and said: "I trouble everyone to spread rumors, and say that it is due to the merits of King Lanling that Jian can successfully return from the Qi army this time. The King of Lanling has an old relationship with him, so he deliberately let him go back to Tongguan, but in fact...the King of Lanling is the work of the Zhou people."

Yu Wenhui's eyelids twitched, and said: "You just opened your eyes, and you want to plot against King Lanling?"

Yuchi Youqi said hesitantly: "My son's plotting against King Lanling so many times is really... is it meant to recruit?"

Not to mention Yuchi Youqi, the others didn't think that Yang Jian was trying to recruit King Lanling, they always felt that King Lanling must have offended Yang Jian, and Yang Jian wanted to "kill him all"!

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't be stubborn."

"Okay!" Yu Wenhui said: "Leave this kind of thing to me, and make sure to spread the rumors as if they are true!"

Sure enough, it would be the best to leave it to Yuwenhui. Within two days, Yuwenhui would like to spread the news all over the country. The Northern Qi military camp was stationed outside Tongguan. With such a short distance, it is natural to hear about King Lanling and Yang also has old news.

Although Yang Jian was released because of the exchange of prisoners, the rumors and rumors were like this, and the rumors were passed around. I heard a lot of unreasonable news, and I felt that there was such a thing.

Yang Jian has been recuperating in bed for two days, and he feels that his body has recovered, except for the scars on his face and neck, it is impossible to fall off so quickly.In order to please Yang Jian, Yang Guang gave Yang Jian medicine three times a day. He always did it himself.

Yang Jian hugged Xiao Baozi and let him sit in his arms. After all, Xiao Baozi is relatively short in stature, so it is convenient to apply the medicine. : "Father, it's finished! I'll show my father again! Huh—huh—does it still hurt?"

Yang Jian laughed like a coaxing child and said, "Huh? Really, the pain will stop all of a sudden, my son is really amazing."

Yang Guang: "..."

Listening to Yang Jian's nonsense about lying to the child, Yang Guang squeezed out a sweet smile, and said in cooperation with Yang Jian, "That's great!"

He said, twisting his small body and crawling down from Yang Jian's arms, put the wound medicine neatly in the Jinhe, fastened the lid meticulously, and then said: "Father, wait a minute, go and see if the soup is good." Is there any?"

Yang Jian nodded and said, "You don't need to run, just walk slowly."

The little bun nodded, very well-behaved, he got out from under the curtain, and the smoke disappeared in a flash.

Yang Guang came to the dining room, entered the dining room and looked around, Yuchi Youqi was not there, Yuchi Youqi personally boiled medicine for Yang Jian these two days, when the cooks saw that it was the young son, they respectfully said : "Is it Xiao Shizi? Xiao Shizi is looking for General Yuchi. General Yuchi just left with the soup. I'm afraid he and Xiao Shizi went astray."

Yang Guang nodded, his face was serious. Once he was not in front of Yang Jian, he didn't bother to pretend to be friendly and cute. He always had a serious face, and he looked like a little adult. Who would have thought that under the skin of this soft and cute little bun, there was actually a tyrant with a "famous name in history".

Yang Guang didn't say much, turned around and left the dining room, ready to go back to the tent, he had just walked a few steps when he heard someone talking.

"Hussar General!"

"General! Please stay!"

Xiao Baozi is very small, so he is not conspicuous at all. Looking at it, it turns out that he is ashamed of himself.Wan Yuzhi just blocked Yuwenhui's way, smiling flatteringly, not knowing what to do.

Yang Guang always had a deep mind, and always pay more attention to everything, when he saw this, he immediately turned around, hid behind the nearby tent, and secretly observed Wan Yuzhi and Yu Wenhui.

Wan Yuzhi smiled very differently today, his face seemed to be squeezed into a chrysanthemum, his smile was full of creases, and he said flatteringly: "General, please stay, I have a few words that I want to say to the general explain."

Yu Wenhui seemed to be in a hurry, and said impatiently: "Speak quickly, and let go of farts!"

Yuwenhui is the third son of Otsuka Zai Yuwenhu. Although he has two older brothers, Yuwenhui has been very domineering since he was a child, and he will not let anyone. There are more than [-] people, so I never have to look at the faces of others, and I can say everything very straightforwardly.

Hearing this, Wan Yuzhi's face stiffened immediately, half of it was anger, usually it was embarrassment, he looked like he was holding back his anger, his smile was much faker than before, and he said bravely, "Actually... I'm here to talk to the general...about the general of the town army."

"General Zhenjun?" Yu Wenhui looked at Wan Yuzhi and said, "What can I say?"

Wan Yuzhi lowered his voice, and said furtively: "General, I know that the government of the Sui Dynasty has always been at odds with the governor of Otsuka. They are incompatible with each other. The general of the town army has been a hostage, and the general will take advantage of it. This statement should be submitted to the imperial court. Furthermore, the relationship between the General of the Zhenjun and the Qi thief King Lanling is unusual. One is a brother, and the other is a younger brother. Excessive, General, are you right?"

Hearing this, Yang Guang squinted his eyes. This Wan Yuzhi was so arrogant because his father was the former Badazhu Kingdom. A capable person is not the son of the Duke of Yan, and he has no two military exploits, but he is better than his elder brother, and he will become a Duke of Qi in the future.

That's right, Duke Qi.

After Yu Wenyong's death, his son came to power. Because he was afraid of the great prestige of the emperor's uncle Yu Wenxian, he asked Wan Yuzhi to ambush and kill Yu Wenxian. Zhi replaced the Duke of Qi.

Wan Yuzhi obviously hated Yang Jian, and was afraid that Yang Jian would monopolize the military exploits. When the court knew that Wan Yuzhi would not cooperate with Yang Jian, the vanguard, he would blame him, so he simply came to act first and prepare Otsuka Zaifu, who instigated a quarrel with Sui Guogong's government, recruited Hushi General Yu Wenhui, and secretly stabbed Yang Jian.

There was a sneer on the corner of Yang Guang's lips, he kept his composure, turned around and ran away, and ran into Yang Jian's camp with his short legs.

Sure enough, Yuchi Youqi was in the camp, and brought over the soup. Yang Jian happened to drink the soup, and when he saw his youngest son running over, he wished he didn't have to drink water, which directly counteracted the bitterness in his mouth.

The little bun rolled his eyes, and said in a childish voice: "Father, please help father go out and relax!"

Yang Jian lay on the couch for a whole day, but he couldn't lie down any longer. The left and right wounds were on his face and neck, and his physical strength had recovered. Scatter."

Yuchi Youqi frowned, seemed to disagree, and finally helped Yang Jian to stand up, side by side with Little Baozi, and helped Yang Jian to go out.

Yang Jian said helplessly, "Jian is not injured on his leg, so there is no need to help him."

Yuchi Youqi said: "The medical officer said that the son still needs to be taken care of, so it's better to be careful."

When everyone left the camp, the little bun rolled his eyes and jumped up and down immediately, pretending to be stubborn and happy, and said in a childish voice: "Father, father and mother, go over there! "

As he spoke, he went in the direction of Wan Gui Yuzhi first, Yang Jian and Yu Chi Youqi followed him without a doubt, after walking a few steps, they heard Wan Gui Yuzhi's voice.

Wan Yuzhi is still lobbying Yuwenhui: "General, don't miss this opportunity. It will never come again! This is the best time for Otsuka to get rid of Sui's government. The collusion between the king and the outside, the humble general will take advantage of the situation and report to the court to testify for the general, so that the treason of the general of the army, even if it is not true, must be confirmed!"

When Wan Yuzhi said this, his eyebrows were already beaming, and he was almost dancing. Who knew that when he raised his head, he immediately met a pair of smiling eyes.

Danfeng eyes, hooked inside and raised outside, even when he is not smiling, his brows are affectionate, the indescribable tenderness is like water, gentle and friendly, it is Yang Jian!

"Hey!" Wan Yuzhi was speaking ill of Yang Jian behind his back, but he bumped into him, and he stopped talking immediately in fright, his face faded to gray in an instant.

Wan Yuzhi rolled his throat dryly, wanted to interrupt, and took a chance, and said: "Zhen, Zhenjun General... Are you in good health? Why, why did this come out, you must pay attention to your body. "

But Yang Jian smashed his last luck directly, and said with a smile: "Jian is very good, I'm afraid it's you, General, who is not good?"

"Zhen, Zhenjun general..." Wan Yuzhi smiled dryly, "You are... why did you say that?"

Yang Jian walked over slowly and said: "General Wan Yu, you have made a wrong calculation. You asked the General Hussars to report. That is a big mistake. Don't you know that Jian is the one who holds the Generals Hussars. As for the problem, if you can pay back the money that the general owes him, it’s not too much, it’s only 9000 million. If you pay it back for him, the general will have no worries, and he will An Xin joined forces with you, how do you think?"

Wan Yuzhi did not expect that there was such a relationship between Yang Jian and Yu Wenhui. Although Wan Yuzhi was the son of Lord Yan, he would not be able to get out so much money even if he was killed. It is not the amount of money that matters.

Yang Jian's mischievous eyes suddenly retracted, and he said: "General, you really don't suffer a loss. Let the Hushi General report to you. If something really happens after you come, you will be picked by the Duke of Yan." It must be clear, let Otsuka's master be the top, good calculation, good calculation! I didn't expect it, general, are you still a master of calculations?"

Although Wan Yuzhi didn't understand everything, he still understood the general idea. Yang Jian exposed all his little thoughts at once. That's what Wan Yuzhi thought. Yuwen will charge forward, and he will be in the back. If the owner really punishes Yang Jian, then Wan Yuzhi will pick up the melons. If the owner does not punish Yang Jian, Wan Yuzhi will have nothing to lose. There is Yuwen who will bear it.

"Okay!" Yu Wenhui sneered, and said, "Your Yan State Duke's House has all plotted against me!?"

"No, no, no!" Wan Yuzhi quickly waved his hands and said, "General Hussars, listen to me, humble general..."

Yang Jian didn't need any sophistry from him, and he didn't have the patience to listen to Wan Yuzhi's sophistry. He restrained all his smiles, looked at the other party, and said in a faint tone: "Don't play tricks anymore, you will be crazy when you become crazy." I'm afraid, they are all younger brothers, why pretend to be a big brother with my father."

After finishing speaking, without throwing any glances at Wan Gui Yuzhi, he turned around and left.

Yu Wenhui took a look and said to Wan Yuzhi: "Be honest, just be a man with your tail between your legs!"

After finishing speaking, he caught up with Yang Jian and left together. Wan Guiyuzhi watched everyone leave, and heaved a sigh of relief. With a "gudong", one of them didn't pay attention, his legs went weak, and he collapsed directly on the ground. At this time Only then did I realize that my legs were shaking all the time...

Yu Wenhui caught up with Yang Jian and said, "That's a good scolding, so you scolded people so elegantly! But I want to correct you, I don't owe you so much money, it's not as much as 9000 million!"

Yang Jian glanced at Yu Wenhui and said, "By the way, how is your brother?"

Yu Wenzhou and Yang Jian were sent back to Tongguan together, and they were recuperating in the camp at this time. Yang Jian had not seen Yu Wenzhou for the past two days. I almost forgot that it was Wan Yuzhi, the grandson of the turtle, and I was going to see my brother!"

Yang Jian also wanted to visit Yu Wenzhou, and they happened to be on the same road, so they planned to go to Yu Wenzhou's camp to rest together.

Yu Wenhui looked worried, sighed and said: "My brother's condition... alas - I've been hurt for too long, I don't know if it will recover, alas -"

As soon as Yu Wenxuan was mentioned, Yu Wenhui immediately sighed several times, and the long sigh almost made Yang Jian breathless.

While Yang Jian was recuperating, Yu Wenxuan was also recuperating. The medical officer treated all his wounds and fixed the fractures. Because many old fractures had healed, but the bones were dislocated and deformed, the medical officer treated him again. The pain of breaking and reconnecting all these misplaced bones is unspeakable.

"Ai——" Yu Wenhui sighed again, and said, "It's so painful, brother, he didn't say a word, just like... like a dead person!"

Such a great pain, even a hero, any mortal body will feel the pain, but Yu Wenzhou does not blink his eyes, that kind of expression is not unaware of the pain, but is used to it, it seems to be commonplace, the more he As numb, everyone felt more worried when they saw it.

Yuwenhui said again: "Elder brother, since he entered the barracks, he doesn't like to talk much. Let alone medicine, he can't eat two mouthfuls of food, but he will spit it out if he eats a little. Tell me, you don't need to eat like this." , How can it be cured? The medical officer said, it seems to be... some kind of anorexia, what kind of strange disease is this, I have never heard of it before!"

anorexia?

Yang Jian squinted his eyes and pondered for a while. Although Yu Wenhui had never heard of it, Yang Jian did know about anorexia.I'm afraid that when Yu Wenzhou was trapped in the Northern Qi Dynasty, he was always abused and never had a decent meal, so as time passed, when it was time to eat, Yu Wenzhou became unable to eat.

Yang Jian said, "Let's go and have a look."

Everyone walked towards Yu Wenxuan's tent, and as soon as they reached the entrance of the tent, they saw several servants clustered together, muttering and complaining, one of the servants was holding a medicine bowl, and with a sound of "crash--", he simply took the medicine All the decoction in the bowl was spilled on the ground, and the soil was very dark, absorbing all the decoction in an instant.

"It's extremely unlucky to ask us to take care of a cripple who can't even poop and pee on his own!"

"Who says it's not! Anyone who eats anything will vomit, it's extremely filthy! I can't take the medicine, and we are told to give medicine. I can't take the left and right, so just throw it away!"

"He already looks like this, why should he be treated? I think he should just die..."

"Exactly……"

Yuwenhui was born with a violent temper, and his father covered the sky with his hands, he walked sideways in Jingzhaoli since he was a child, and now he saw a few servants who could bully his elder brother, his anger surged upwards, and he walked over with fierce strides.

"Crack!" He grabbed the skirt of one of the servants.

"Ah!! Great... Great General?!"

"Great general, please spare your life! Please spare your life!"

"The villain knows his mistake! General, please spare your life! Please forgive me!"

Yu Wenhui picked up a servant and wanted to beat him without any explanation, but Yang Jian suddenly raised his hand to stop Yu Wenhui's movement, Yu Wenhui was angry and hoarse: "Why don't you let me beat him!?"

Yang Jian said lightly: "It's not that I won't let you beat him, you should take him far away before doing it, the tent is not soundproof."

Only then did Yu Wenhui suddenly realize that this tent is not a house, so how could it be soundproof?Those servants were chatting wantonly outside the camp, Yu Wenzhou must have heard all of them inside. Thinking of this, Yu Wenhui became even more furious, grabbed those servants, and dragged them away. Take it farther away and call again.

Yang Jian didn't stop him this time, and seeing Yu Wenhui walk away angrily, he let Yuchi Youqi set up the tent and enter the tent with the little bun.

Yu Wenzhou lay motionless on the bed, with his eyes open, and he didn't seem to be asleep. He could hear the movement outside clearly, and the voices of servants begging for mercy could be heard in the distance.

Yu Wenzhou stared numbly at the top of the bed without blinking his eyelids. He seemed to know that someone had come in, but he didn't speak.

Yang Jian sat down by the bed, smiled, and said to Yu Wenxuan, "I don't know what kind of food Master Yu Wen likes? Do you prefer sweet, salty, or spicy? Master Yu Wen may not know. , Jian has always had a hobby of cooking food, and his skills are good, and he can barely pass the test. If Lord Yuwen has any dishes that he wants to eat, just let him know."

Yu Wenzhou finally moved, turned his head slowly, looked at Yang Jian, his throat rolled several times, as if he was preparing for something, and finally spoke.

"I'm already a useless person, why should the general...do anything unnecessary?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yang Jian had already prepared for it. After all, he had already heard Yu Wenzhou's voice in the Northern Qi military camp. It was as rough as a handful of yellow sand, and like old bark that had gone through vicissitudes. It shouldn't be a young man. The voice it should have.

Yuchi Youqi was taken aback, and looked at Yu Wenxuan in shock, and felt that his surprised Nahan's gaze seemed too impolite, so he quickly lowered his head.

Yang Guang squinted his eyes. He has seen too much. It is not uncommon for this kind of thing to happen. Yu Wenzhou was trapped in Northern Qi as a prisoner. He is Yu Wenhu's nephew, not his son. The treatment of Yu Wenzhou is naturally not so polite.

In addition, Yu Wenhu's mother was also in the hands of the Northern Qi people, and the Northern Qi people had too many protons, so there were inevitably some trade-offs. They hated Yu Wenhu, the governor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and could not do anything to Yu Wenhu's mother. Naturally, this kind of hatred was imposed on Yu Wenzhou body.

Yu Wenzhou's voice should be caused by swallowing carbon, it is extremely hoarse, and it is very difficult to speak every time.

Yu Wenzhou has long been accustomed to facing everyone's eyes, and he doesn't feel any difference. He seems a little tired and wants to close his eyes slowly.

But at this time, Yang Jian suddenly opened his mouth, and in a homely tone, slowly, slowly, and lightly said: "Master Yuwen's feeling, I can feel it and empathize with it. In fact, when I was young, I also suffered from anorexia..."

When he said this, Yu Wenzhou didn't close his eyes, but took another look at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian seemed to be caught in his own memory, his eyes were slightly confused, the memory was like an intricate spider web, sticking to the bottom of Yang Jian's heart...

After his parents divorced back then, his mother had mental problems due to manic depression, and every time she had a fit, she would force Yang Jian to eat cakes. A web of memories.

Yang Jian was still very young at that time, and he cried out in fright, but he couldn't escape from this dense web at all, he could only struggle in the spider web, and the more he struggled, the tighter and tighter the spider web wrapped him. Yang Jian couldn't breathe.

Later, for a while, Yang Jian suffered from anorexia. Even if the food he ate was not sweet, salty, spicy, or bitter, no matter what the flavor was, Yang Jian would feel sick and want to vomit as long as he ate it. , writhing like a spasm in the stomach, vomiting non-stop, vomiting non-stop, as if to spit out his internal organs and heart orifices together.

At that time, Yang Jian was as thin as a stick, and he had no human appearance at all.

Yang Jian sighed lightly and said: "At that time, Jian was thinking, forget it, forget it if you die..."

Yu Wenzhou's eyes finally moved, his throat rolled twice, and he said for the second time, "Why... come back to life?"

Yang Jian closed his confused eyes, and smiled again in his eyes, which was different from that kind of confusion, gentle as a spring breeze, as if he could feel a warmth rising from the bottom of his heart as long as he stared at him like this. So refreshing.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Do you need any reason to be alive? It is human nature to live forever, isn't it?"

Yu Wenzhou never expected that Yang Jian would give such an answer, such an ugly, unreasonable, yet convincing reason...

Yang Jian also said: "From then on, Jian started to cook by himself, and suddenly felt that the food he cooked was very delicious. Apart from being dissatisfied with sweets, Jian also didn't like bitter tastes, because he was a child since he was very young. At the beginning, I thought, when I grow up... I won't suffer any more when I grow up."

When he said this, Yang Guang suddenly remembered that every time Yang Jian used the decoction, he was like a child, procrastinating whenever he could, and would frown after drinking the medicine. So...is this the reason?

But that's not the case, Yang Guang squinted his eyes, Yang Jian is the son of the Duke of Sui, in Jingzhao's mansion of the Duke of Sui, he is also a high-ranking family, who can beat the son of the Duke of Sui?And it made him suffer from anorexia?

Yang Guang narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and stared at Yang Jian carefully, seemingly lost in thought.

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of "siu siu siu" intermittently, and everyone turned their heads to look, good guy!There was only one exclamation of a good fellow, Yuchi Youqi's eyes were red, the red eye sockets were like peaches, sucking, and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, he was moved by Yang Jian's past and cried!

Don't look at Yuchi Youqi's usual cold appearance, but it is inexplicably more serious, and inside the indifferent shell, he is full of sentimentality. This may also have something to do with Yuchi Youqi's lack of love. Bring yourself in.

Yuchi Youqi was so moved that he almost burst into tears, Yang Jian's eyelids twitched, he took two steps back, and in Yuchi Youqi's ear, deliberately said half-truth, "Little corn, look at the one who moved you, and lie to you." His, I am the son of Sui Guogong, how could I have such a miserable childhood?"

Yuchi Youqi still had big tears in his eyes, when he heard Yang Jian's words, he was stunned.