The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

Although Mu Qiu told many shocking secrets, Song Zichen still knew in his heart that these were not the reasons why that person had to follow him.He believed that there were some words that Mu Qiu was unwilling to say—even if Mu Qiu didn't say it, he could still guess it.If Mu Qiu would rather give up guarding the palace for her, she must stay by her side. I am afraid that Song Zixuan has secretly plotted against her.

However——I'm afraid that his good brother will never think of it anyway, he is no longer the innocent boy who wholeheartedly helped his brother win the throne.He was ranked lower among the brothers, and he was not favored by his father when he was young, so he never imagined the throne of the ninety-five.But if he was really born in the emperor's family and could only be trampled under his feet if he didn't fight, he would definitely not sit still and wait for death.

"By the way...Mu Qiu, I've never asked you—are you familiar with military affairs?"

It is probably because of the many unusual things about Mu Qiu that have been discovered one after another in the past few days. Song Zichen suddenly had an idea that he thought was absurd. Doubt asked out.Mu Qiu couldn't help being slightly stunned, looked back in a daze, with a helpless smile in his eyes, and shook his head slightly: "I don't know anything about it."

"It's okay..." Song Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, and joked casually with a smile, "If you can do this, I really wonder if you jumped out of a rock—it's okay, stay until the battlefield I'll teach you in class, you're so smart, I guess you'll be able to master it as soon as you learn it."

"No—His Royal Highness, I have sworn to my late father, I am afraid that I will not be able to learn these things."

To his surprise, Mu Qiu didn't have the slightest intention to respond. Instead, he smiled and replied in a warm voice, leaned forward and carefully covered him with the quilt: "I'm going with your highness, it's just to protect you." Your Highness is just left and right, and I can't help you in the battle with the army..."

"Why?" Song Zichen asked in astonishment, holding the man's cool fingertips in his palm involuntarily.He always felt that the way Mu Qiu's deceased father taught him was quite strange, it seemed to be for a certain purpose, but it was inexplicably confusing, "You practice hard, but you can't fight the enemy , wouldn’t it be a waste?”

"This kind of martial arts is just for the enemy of three or five people--it is enough to be a guard, but it may not be of any help on the battlefield." Mu Qiu smiled faintly, and his eyes couldn't help but have some nostalgic color, "Father He told me back then...you can only choose one capable minister and good general, and good generals are too hard, so it’s better to just be a capable minister and follow a lord you choose, this life is enough. You also asked me to swear that this life will never be the same. Do not study military art, do not lead troops to kill the enemy..."

"Your father—is he really just a royal guard?"

Song Zichen was secretly startled when he heard these words, which seemed ordinary, but he could hear the deep meaning inside.A capable minister and a good general can only choose one, not because manpower is limited and unwilling to aim too high, but because they are worried that the power in their hands will be too strong, which will arouse the suspicion of the king.To say that good generals are too bitter is not necessarily because of conquests and battles, but compared with civil servants who rely on imperial power to build power, generals who hold military power are obviously more likely to touch the most sensitive nerves of the king.

"I don't know... as long as I can remember, he has been a guard."

Mu Qiu pondered for a moment, then shook his head lightly: "There is just one thing, I was ignorant when I was young, and I never cared about it, but now that I think about it, I realize it's a bit strange—if it's an ordinary imperial guard , Is there anyone who does not take turns and does not patrol, but only guards the emperor?"

"Where would there be... If you only protect the emperor, you should be called a secret guard. Without a name and identity, you have never seen anyone."

Song Zichen shook his head and responded, but felt more and more surprised in his heart.At that time, he was young and inexperienced, and he had never thought about Mu Qiu's identity—although Mu Qiu was born as an orphan of a small guard, he was adopted by his father himself in the palace, and he was bestowed a half-prince son. , and inherited his father's title, he has the nominal status of the imperial guard, and he is not allowed to walk anywhere in the palace.If you talk about real power in detail, I'm afraid that ordinary princes can't compare with him.

——That's right, after all, the prince's companion has always been born in a noble family. Even though he was not favored by his father when he was young, there is no reason why he should only have a pitiful little guard as his companion.He had known Mu Qiu acquaintance since he was a child, and that person had always treated him with respect and consideration, which made him unknowingly ignore Mu Qiu's almost prominent identity and trump card.But...if it is said that the father treats Mu Qiu so kindly because of his close relationship with Mu Qiu's father, why didn't he take care of him in those years when he neglected Mu Qiu in his previous life?

"Your Highness—what are you thinking?"

Hearing the concerned inquiries from the people around him, Song Zichen finally withdrew his rambling thoughts, smiled and shook his head: "I just thought about something casually...Mu Qiu, I guess your father must be a secretive person." An expert is so far-sighted and able to teach such a good son as you."

"What did your Highness say..." Mu Qiu smiled helplessly. If the former sounded more reliable, the latter would make him unable to answer. "It has been many years since the past, I am afraid no one will care , Your Highness doesn’t need to worry too much. You just need to know——I really can’t learn this conquest, and it’s definitely not intentional to be lazy, it’s enough if it’s my father’s order.”

After staying up for most of the night, Song Zichen also felt a little tired, slid down, yawned and muttered casually: "Okay—I see, you can't learn to fight, so why are you following me... Bedtime?"

He said this without thinking deeply, and then felt a little regretful.After all, Mu Qiu's nature is prudent, so it's obviously a little contemptuous of him to say that. He looked up with a guilty conscience, but saw that the man was still smiling helplessly, helping him to lie down, and carefully covering the quilt. After covering up, I also lay down on the bed: "The frontier is bitterly cold, and the war is lonely, so just treat it as a companion for His Highness."

"Mu Qiu..." Song Zichen called out softly, and finally couldn't help but pull the man into his arms.The body in his arms still didn't seem to be warm enough, and he was quite thin. His hands could be easily wrapped around his arms, which made him feel a little pain in his heart: "Mu Qiu——If I could give up everything in exchange for you... I have never been poisoned by the drunken world of mortals, so I will definitely not hesitate for a moment... In these years, have you really never blamed me?"

Once he figured out Mu Qiu's original identity, Song Zichen felt even more uncomfortable.Mu Qiu was adopted in the palace in a serious manner, and he was considered half a prince. Although his father never gave him a name and surname, he was never missing the role that a prince should have. Even princes have He also carved a piece of jade pendant for him, but Mu Qiu never revealed half of it, and filled most of those parts to him.When he was young, he would only rejoice that he had received more rewards than his brothers, vegetables and fruits in summer, silver powder charcoal in winter, and clothes for changing seasons in spring and autumn—he always enjoyed Mu Qiu’s share with peace of mind, She had even forgotten that Mu Qiu also had such an identity, so she didn't need to kneel down to him, and she didn't need to personally attend to his daily life.At the instigation of his elder brother, he even forced the man to take a pill of Zui Hongchen.

"Why is Your Highness starting to think wildly again? The third prince took out Zui Hongchen, and I voluntarily took it. How can His Highness be blamed?"

Mu Qiu raised his hand and gently patted his back, smiled and spoke in a warm voice, but only halfway through his words, his tone changed, with a hint of ridicule: "Your Highness was so old at that time, study hard!" Royal majesty, but I feel wronged as if I am about to cry in the next moment, I am afraid that if I take the medicine later, His Highness will scare myself into tears..."

"Mu Qiu!" Song Zichen blushed, turned his head away in embarrassment, and pinched the man's waist gently, "I was ignorant at the time, and I was stupid and foolish when I did things—but you You can't just expose me all the time... It's just a few years older than me, how can you bully people like you!"

"Ashamed, ashamed, although Mu Qiu is a few years older than His Highness, he has always said that he can't say it, and he is reluctant to fight, so he can only bully His Highness with all kinds of stories from the past." When he touched him, he laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, and he forced himself to beg for mercy, "Your Highness, Your Highness—Mu Qiu knew it was wrong, and I will never use this matter to make fun of Your Highness in the future..."

"I can't do anything else!"

Song Zichen stared ferociously, watching the man raise his hand to wipe away the tears from his laughter, so he stopped playing with him, hugged him into his arms, and gently rubbed against his shoulder .

The person in his arms was still very cold, as if he would never be able to keep warm.He is obviously a martial arts practitioner, but his stature is so thin that his hands are almost broken. He is hugged quietly in his arms, and his warm breath hits his neck. The fire of that person's life is also like this misty breath, it will dissipate without a trace if you don't pay attention.

A burst of bitterness rose up in my heart, and my throat seemed to be choked to make people uncomfortable.Song Zichen hugged the person in his arms tightly, until he felt the regular beating of the person's chest, finally calmed down a little, kissed his forehead, and gently closed his eyes.

He knew Mu Qiu intentionally made a joke to divert the topic just now, since that person didn't want him to get entangled in it, he would not mention it any more, but he would never let it go like this—the world is so big, he But he didn't believe it. He really couldn't find the antidote for this drunken world.