After the cannon fodder prince collapsed, the country will not perish

Xie Qingci raised the curtain of the car and looked back. The person who came had a handsome face and a neat narrow-sleeved robe. It was his second brother Xie Huaiwei who died in the chaos in his previous life.

At this moment, he is still a young man with stars shining in his eyes.

Xie Qingci felt sour in his heart, resisting the urge to run into his brother's arms.

"Qingci, you fell off your horse just now, and you are too courageous to come out by yourself? Why don't you let your brother accompany you?"

"I checked carefully, and the horse I'm looking for is really a good horse." Xie Huaiwei thought that his younger brother might still be angry with him, and wished he could swear to prove his innocence: "The routes I drew were also repaired. The cobblestone road is so smooth that it can be slippery, I even read the map..."

The more Xie Huaiwei talked, the more uncertain he became...

He has been close to Xie Qingci since he was a child, and his younger brother is usually very quiet, but he only loves to joke with him, even if he is arrogant, he is very measured.

But recently, something suddenly became wrong. Xie Qingci became more and more unfamiliar, and he always acted coquettishly, asking him to do things that violated the prohibition.

For example, riding horses is strictly prohibited in the capital, but the younger brother clamored to see the scenery of the capital and asked him to find a pony to ride on.

Xie Qingci was in poor health and rarely went out, Xie Huaiwei's heart softened, and he bit the bullet and agreed.

I wanted to ride a horse secretly, but ended up falling off the horse. Xie Qingci was in a coma for several days, and he was severely scolded by his elder brother.

Although Xie Huaiwei cannot be blamed for this matter, he always feels that he owes his younger brother and elder brother.

"Second brother, horses are not allowed in the capital, have you violated the prohibition for me?"

Xie Qingci said softly: "You are an older brother, you have to take care of Qingci, why are you still being led away by me? Isn't it embarrassing to spread it?"

Xie Huaiwei's heart skipped a beat.

The sun is warm in spring, and the air is mixed with the vigorous sprouting of new trees, which is refreshing.The long jet-black hair covered Xie Qingci's thin shoulders docilely, making his younger brother appear more and more well-behaved and fragile, with a sense of exquisiteness like a meticulous painting.

what happened?

Recently, Xie Qingci always made demands to embarrass him, but today's joking tone hides worry.

This is his good brother!

Xie Huaiweijun, who got up again, blushed and raised his eyebrows: "... Hey! You still know that I am the elder brother, how are you polite to the elder brother?!"

Xie Qingci frowned, and threw the painted map of the capital city that he had made all night into his brother's arms: "Oh, there's also a map, I drew one that you can understand—isn't it polite enough this time?"

"Map?" Xie Huaiwei's eyes lit up, and he immediately sullenly pretended not to need it: "Your brother and I have fought so many battles that will be written in the book, a small capital city, how can we use it?" look at the map?"

Still a picture version!

It's just talking fiercely over and over again, poking secretly and wrapping it up with sleeves, as if hiding it for fear of being discovered by others.

Xie Qingci pursed his lips and laughed lightly.

Xie Huaiwei looked away and yelled deliberately: "Let's go, don't you also want to go to see the prisoners of war? I prepared a carriage today, and the inside is very soft. I will be your personal guard to take care of it. Only today!"

Xie Qingci turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a carriage behind his brother.

He lowered his eyes lightly. On the surface, the second brother was informal, but in fact he was very concerned about whether he was taken care of properly. But such a big thing happened, and he must feel uncomfortable.

Xie Qingci changed the carriage, looked at Xie Huaiwei and said in a low voice: "Actually, the injury has long since ceased to hurt, Second Brother, don't blame yourself."

Xie Qingci hesitated for a while, and said sincerely: "Second brother, don't be angry with elder brother, at that time elder brother was also in a hurry, so he would speak without choice."

He didn't want to say it so directly, but brothers of the Tian family, any slight unhappiness can become an introduction for future quarrels.

Xie Huaiwei had an inexplicable smile on his lips, and snorted: "Are you afraid of my cold heart, or are you afraid that big brother will be unhappy?"

Does it make a difference?Xie Qingci said indifferently: "It's all there, but the second brother should take a good look at the map when he goes back, lest the majestic God of War gets lost in the capital again."

The corner of Xie Huaiwei's mouth twitched, but he was powerless to refute.

Chun Liu, who was trying her best to suppress her laughter: "..."

Speaking of which, the Second Highness has indeed lost his way in the capital many times... Those eyes that can identify the way of battle in the wind and sand are like decorations in the streets of the capital!

But only their Highnesses can challenge the always arrogant Second Highness face to face...

The carriage moved forward slowly.

Xie Qingci sat in the car, gently clenched his fingertips, and the smile on his face faded.

It's great that he can still control himself and laugh with his family.

He has not lost his sanity in this life, and he probably doesn't have to follow the story of the book.

As long as he is sane, he will never hurt his relatives again, and he will never allow others to hurt them at all.

The prosperity of the capital is still there.

After all, the general had been in secret contact with Xie's family for a long time, and as soon as the army arrived at Juyongguan, the gates of the capital had already been opened, and it was only a matter of raising the city to welcome them.

The emperor of the previous dynasty lost all support, so he lit a fire wisely and shut down the palace to commit suicide.

The people in the capital have not experienced a military front, and the disputes have been settled for several years. They welcome the new emperor, and it is just the beginning of spring. The streets are bustling, and the years are full of vitality.

This weather-beaten ancient city is used to seeing changes. After the Xie family fell, the capital must be so bustling.

The spring sun was shining on his body, Xie Qingci was slightly startled.

Speaking of which, Xiao Di, who took away the Xie family in his previous life, was only 15 years old at this time.

It is also the time of despair.

Even if he is invincible in the future, he will definitely be able to get rid of it now with his thoughts...

Xie Qingci's thoughts turned, but Xie Huaiwei said with a smile: "Third brother, get out of the car and have a look, those prisoners are waiting for your review."

The carriage had already stopped in front of Desheng Gate.

As soon as Xie Qingci got off the carriage, he heard bursts of loud laughter following the neighing of the horse in the open space in front of the door.

A young man in brocade clothes was riding a horse galloping, the horse's hooves kicked up dust, and there was a rope hanging behind the horse, as if pulling a person.

Abuse of prisoners?

Xie Qingci frowned, and the laughter and discussions around him were harsh.

"I heard that the horse was given medicine two days ago. It is so violent that no one can stand it."

"I heard that this little traitor was dragged here when he entered the city, and he was dragged for several miles without a single bite of food."

Xie Qingci's expression sank, and he stepped forward to stop him, but suddenly his voice became hoarse.

A young man was dragged behind the galloping horse, his hands were tied, and his clothes were already worn out.

The horse's hoof kicked up dust, and he stubbornly lifted up his dirty and blood-stained face. His handsome black pupils were still chilling in the dust raised by the horse's hoof.

It's Xiao Di.

Xie Qingci froze, unable to move his eyes away from him.

The enemy he tried his best to get rid of was not the bloody god of killing at this moment, nor the cold and joking king.

He was an abrupt and lonely boy who was dragged behind the horse.

The sky in spring is bright and bright, and the shadows of the trees are lush and vigorous, but those black eyes are like frozen cold pools, and no spring light can seep into them.

It is incompatible with the brand-new spring day in the capital.

Xie Qingci was still thinking about how to arrange to kill Xiao Di, but when he saw this scene, he felt that as long as he stood still, he would be in danger.

The young man in brocade clothes who was sitting on the horse noticed more and more people gathered, and smiled triumphantly: "Come and see, the little white-eyed wolf is about to be dragged away by the horse! Drag it three times to the left and twice to the right. Teach him a lesson!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and lashed the horse's buttocks. The horse roared, and its speed immediately increased.

Xie Qingci frowned, he recognized Yan Ming, the youngest son of the Yan family, riding on the horse.

His father, Yan Pingrong, was originally an official guarding Hebei. Seeing Xiao Di's army pressing down on the border, he abandoned the city overnight and fled.

If it wasn't for his surname Yan, the Xie family's world would not have fallen so quickly.

There was coldness in Xie Qingci's eyes. It is true that he was afraid of Xiao Di, but he did not have any good feelings for the Yan family either.

Yan Ming met Xie Qingci's eyes and immediately laughed: "Your Highness, I took your instructions to heart. You said you wanted to break this little white-eyed wolf's left leg, but I didn't break his right leg. That's enough. Are you righteous?"

Xiao Di paused for a moment, and his cold eyes slowly swept towards Xie Qingci.

Xie Qingci: "..."

This time he remembered that he had indeed seen this matter in that book, but the time was later!

But Xie Qingci thinks about it again, and thinks it's okay - he has already made up his mind to get rid of this person, and the grievances and grievances with him before will naturally be wiped out.

In the spring, most of the onlookers were teenagers whose titles remained unchanged thanks to the fact that their father joined the Xie family in time, and they watched a good show with great interest.

The horse speeded up, and the rope was suddenly tightened. Xiao Di's left leg was dragged behind him and he was seriously injured.

But after a while, he still tried his best to stand up straight again, like a sword that was still shining cold after many times of grinding, stubborn and cold.

The onlookers looked at the filthy boy and let out bursts of applause and laughter.

Xie Qingci suddenly thought of the previous life, when Xiao Di seized the throne, he quickly divided Yan Ming into five horses.

At that time, Xie Qingci only felt that this person was violent, but now...but it is somewhat clear.

The speed of the horse was getting faster and faster, and the laughter of the people gradually boiled over. At this moment, Xiao Di suddenly jumped up and flew over the horse's back. The rope binding his wrist was like a long snake spitting out a letter, and drew out in the air. The chilling arc wrapped around Yan Ming's fair neck.

The rope was getting tighter and tighter, Yan Ming's face turned blue and white, and he couldn't stop struggling on the horse's back.

Xiao Di dragged his stumped leg, like a wolf cub biting its prey with sharp teeth, tightening the rope without the slightest hesitation.

Only then did everyone see clearly those bottomless black eyes, which were cold and dark, with a frightening ruthlessness.

Everyone was startled by this unexpected turn of events, and after a moment of stupor, someone finally came to their senses and shouted: "Come on! Come on! Hurry up and save the young master!"

Only then did the surrounding guards swarm up and gathered in front of the horse.

Xiao Di didn't wait for them to come forward, he raised the corners of his lips mockingly, and then let go of his grip.

Yan Ming, who had escaped from the hands of the king of hell, fell off the horse, his chest heaving up and down.

The teenagers around all ran to look at Yan Ming, and seeing a clear trace of a rope on his white neck, they were immediately angry: "You're so dishonest after losing a leg, this little white-eyed wolf is thinking the wrong way!"

The words were aggressive, but they all cautiously kept a distance from Xiao Di, and no one dared to take a step forward.

Xiao Di's eyes were cold and cold, and he stood there dragging his injured leg, like a trapped beast with lingering prestige.

A steady voice broke the tense atmosphere: "This is Deshengmen, who gave you the courage to be arrogant here?"

Everyone turned their heads in unison, and the visitor was dressed in a robe with a jade belt, tall and tall, with majesty faintly revealing in his noble eyebrows.

It is the eldest son of the emperor, Xie Huayan. Although he has not registered yet, everyone knows that this is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the new dynasty.

Everyone immediately shrank their shoulders and knelt down on the ground.

Xie Huayan glanced over Xiao Di, and landed on the horse that was still spinning anxiously in place, and said coldly: "No one is allowed to ride a horse in the capital, is it because you don't know the rules or think you can take credit for it?"

He glanced over and met Xie Qingci's eyes in the air.

For a moment, Xie Qingci noticed the alienation and indifference in his brother's eyes.

These teenagers all lowered their heads. Their fathers and brothers lived in the capital, and most of them were lookouts.

Xie Huayan snorted coldly in his heart, waved his hands, and someone immediately took Xiao Di away.

Xie Qingci's eyes fell on the boy's back.

His every move is clearly like a young wolf with a well-founded advance and retreat——

Even if he is bound, he can still quietly look for good opportunities on the cliff, biting the enemy's throat with his immature but sharp fangs.

Even standing in the spring, Xie Qingci felt a chill, he said silently in his heart, Xiao Di, from the beginning to the end, was a ruthless and ungrateful person, after he succeeded to the throne, his methods were ruthless, , It is also due to his nature, there is no other cause and effect.

And I can't tell when I will lose my sanity again, so I must get rid of Xiao Di as soon as possible——

"Zhao Sen, are you all stupid?" Yan Ming's menacing voice came from a distance: "That little traitor almost killed me just now, don't you know how to come and help?"

"We didn't expect that you would die because of him." Zhao Sen is the son of the Minister of Rites and has always been very flattering to Yan Ming: "Didn't he not eat for a day or two, his leg was broken, Hands were also tied..."

"That's right, didn't you say let us take a look at it." Someone around laughed and said, "I must personally give that white-eyed wolf a blow, who would have thought..."

The implication of these people is naturally to satirize Yan Ming's eyes being pecked at despite taking the initiative.

"So what if you are good at it!" Yan Ming's eyes showed resentment: "My father is still a great general, a British Duke personally appointed by His Majesty!"

"Then Yan Ming, you will be the heir of the Duke of England in the future, right?"

Yan Ming raised his head when he heard the words, and saw Xie Qingci standing floatingly in a moon-white shirt. The young man was born as clear as jade, and his slender waist was wrapped in the robe, which was indescribably noble.

Ever since "Xie Qing Ci" started to be poisonous and stupid, Yan Ming quickly became acquainted with this beautiful little prince of the new dynasty, and they often got together to do some angry things.

"Of course! I will still have my own title in the manor house in the future!" Yan Ming finished speaking, and then said: "By the way, our agreed good show, why didn't His Highness come—to break the leg of the little white-eyed wolf , I used more than 20 master guards?"

Xie Qingci thought coldly, if he could really use Yan Ming's hand to get rid of Xiao Di, it would be easier than breaking his leg.

"I've been recuperating for the past few days." Xie Qingci looked at him with his head tilted, and said in the tone of a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy, "it's you, Yan Ming, who is almost betrayed by a British prince in the future. The thieves come down..."

"If you don't teach that person a lesson, the entire British government will be underestimated!"

"Master, is he someone he can bully!" Yan Ming touched the scar on his neck, his face revealed a cold expression: "Wait, offended our British palace, that white-eyed wolf will definitely die this time!"

The author has something to say: Generally speaking, people who say this are cannon fodder for the protagonist to practice.