Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

When Shi Tingyun first came to Guozijian, he was six years old, more than three months older than Yan Yuanheng, the thirteenth prince he served.

When school was over, the doctor explained Yan Yuanheng's doubts, and Shi Tingyun stood by the window to clean up Yan Yuanheng's pen and ink.

The eight-year-old sixth prince, Yan Yuanzhao, lay on the window to look at the freshness, followed by the little Qu Ying with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Yan Yuanzhao: "Hi, are you the eldest son of the Shi family?"

Shi Tingyun was generous and unrestrained: "Yes."

Yan Yuanzhao struck up a conversation further: "Shi Tingyun, what three words are they?"

Shi Tingyun smiled and replied: "Back to the sixth prince, stop the clouds and mist, and the time is rainy."

"Brother Yun." Yan Yuanzhao had known his name for a long time, and said affectionately, "I have delicious pastries here, which are from the Western Regions. Except for my father, I am the only one in the palace. Do you want to eat?"

"Thank you, the Sixth Prince, for your hospitality..."

Shi Tingyun raised his eyes to look at Yan Yuanheng who was still asking questions, and whispered a few words to the other companion who had returned from Huanbi, and ignored his whispered dissuasion, and said, "I'm here right now."

He came out through the window lightly and silently, without even attracting Yan Yuanheng's attention.

After Yan Yuanheng asked the doctor questions, he realized that only one of his two new companions ran away, and the remaining one was looking at him with his book bag in fear.

Hearing that Shi Tingyun was called away by brother Liuhuang, Yan Yuanheng was not very angry.

Yan Yuanheng had heard of Shi Tingyun's name a long time ago.

He was the only son of General Shi Jinghong, he was abnormal, and his father placed high hopes on him, even his father loved him very much, and during the New Year's festival, he was given vegetables and rewards, which showed how much he was valued.

Besides, it was the sixth brother who called him away, so it was useless for him to get angry.

Yan Yuanheng sighed slightly, and as soon as he went out, he saw Shi Tingyun rushing towards him holding a few pieces of cakes in a handkerchief. When he saw the thirteenth prince, he grabbed his hand: "The thirteenth prince, I have been waiting for a long time. Please Come this way."

Yan Yuanheng, who had always acted dignified and prudent, was dragged into a stagger, and together with him wandered around the corridor of the Imperial College for a long time in a daze, leaving another little companion far away.

When he arrived at a small pavilion with a pleasant view, Shi Tingyun stopped, knelt down on one knee, and presented the pastries he held securely in his hands to Yan Yuanheng: "The thirteenth prince please use the pastries."

Yan Yuanheng stood firm, slightly out of breath: "Is this the Sixth Brother's?"

Shi Tingyun said frankly: "Yes, I was invited, I brought some, the thirteenth prince's lunch is too little, just to pad his stomach."

Yan Yuanheng stared at the dim sum and pursed his lips: "I'm not hungry."

But the aroma of the pastry stimulated the already empty stomach, and Yan Yuanheng made a muffled sound in his stomach.

His face turned red all of a sudden.

Shi Tingyun stood up and recommended with a smile: "During lunch, I saw that the thirteenth prince likes to eat sweets. Tingyun tried them one by one, and these three kinds of cakes are the sweetest. The thirteenth prince really doesn't want to try one." Do you want to try?"

Yan Yuanheng turned his face away, not wanting to make himself appear too greedy: "Why is Brother Liu Huang looking for you?"

"He didn't say anything." Shi Tingyun was fiddling with the lace of the handkerchief in his hand, "Zuo just gave me some benefits, asking me to be his reading companion, to help him."

The children in the palace are the most precocious, not to mention Yan Yuanheng who was influenced by the lessons of his mother and concubine and who has been cautious since childhood.

He was startled, and hurried to cover his mouth: "Hush your voice! Don't talk nonsense!"

Shi Tingyun stopped talking, and held up the handkerchief in his hand, beckoning him to use it quickly.

Yan Yuanheng put away the cakes, and said solemnly: "Don't abuse sweets before meals, it will spoil your appetite."

Shi Tingyun smiled: "Then leave it after the meal."

At that time, no matter how cautious Yan Yuanheng was, he was just a child.

He hesitated for a long time in his heart, and before he said goodbye that day, he stopped and asked, "...will you go?"

This was a sentence without beginning or end, but Shi Tingyun could understand it.

He said with a smile: "Shi Tingyun will come to study with the thirteenth prince tomorrow, and he will come the next day. He will come in a year, and in ten years."

Perhaps it was a prophecy, Shi Tingyun really did Yan Yuanheng's ten-year companion reading.

A full ten years.

Ten years, and many things have changed.

Yan Yuanheng, who was cautious and prudent when he was young, gradually overwhelmed Yan Yuanzhao with his true talents and learning, and was very much loved by the emperor. Yan Yuanzhao also changed from the diligence and wisdom of the early years, no longer demanding progress, and became more and more playful, which caused the emperor headache endlessly.

Compared with these two, Shi Tingyun's temperament has not changed much.

From the first time we met, he was a carefree and happy person, as if nothing could involve him.

As he said when he was 15 years old after drinking: Wangcheng's new generation, I am the only one outstanding.

Shi Tingyun is familiar with every corner of Wangcheng.It was the first time he took Yan Yuanheng out of the palace, went to the gambling house and won ten taels of silver, and then took the ten taels of silver to take him to play around the city, go to the tea stand to listen to books, smash a plate of melon seeds for three pennies, and get into the crowd Watching shadow puppetry, watching people from the Western Regions playing with snakes, even getting close to the people from the Western Regions, borrowing his snakes in the dialect of the Western Regions, playing with them for a while, and then using them to scare Yan Yuanheng.

Yan Yuanheng was not afraid of snakes, so he said lightly: "You mess around, be careful not to be bitten."

Shi Tingyun joked that he had become an old scholar at the age of twelve or thirteen, but he was not angry.

Yan Yuanheng was never angry with Shi Tingyun.

He likes to watch him do things, whether it is practicing guns, calligraphy, copying, inkstone washing, drinking, he does it differently from others.

Yan Yuanheng didn't quite understand what kind of feelings this was.

He thought that if he had been with anyone for so long, he would probably have such unusual feelings.

However, since Chu Ziling entered Shifu, the situation is different from the past.

Originally, Shi Tingyun, who was wholeheartedly concerned about Yan Yuanheng's joys and sorrows, began to follow a servant all the time, calling Shi Tingyun to cherish him endlessly.

Chu Ziling was born with a pair of smiling eyes, he is used to things, and he is also very handsome. Shi Tingyun also said that he was chosen among many young servants at the beginning because he smiled pleasingly.

Facts have proved that Shi Tingyun's vision is not bad, and Chu Ziling can learn everything very quickly. Yan Yuanheng once saw Shi Tingyun teach him the return of the carbine in Shi's gun. Chu Ziling only saw it twice, and he performed the whole style with ease.

Shi Tingyun loves talents, and when sitting and drinking tea with Yan Yuanheng, he still did not forget to boast about Chu Ziling and himself: "I really found a treasure."

Yan Yuanzhao snorted coldly: "Is a little boy who is a little bit smarter worthy of you to bring it up on the stage and say it again and again?"

Shi Tingyun spoke for Chu Ziling: "He is not a servant, but a piece of jade in the rough. Just wait and see."

Yan Yuanheng on the side was silent.

He thought, did my uncut jade also raise a piece of his uncut jade?

He lowered his long eyelashes slightly, looked at the floating tea in the cup, trying to ignore the vague discomfort in his heart.

And after a certain polo match, he could no longer ignore it.

A drunk young man stabbed the horse with a spur during the competition. The horse was frightened and went mad, and suddenly exerted strength, and threw the young man off the horse. Shi Tingyun was just nearby, flew off the horse, caught the young man, and saved it. Chu Ziling jumped on the back of the frantic horse, and in the midst of the frightened neighing of the horse, he pulled the rein up and down, and made the frantic horse calm down slowly, and rode around the field for a circle. Immediately, he came to Shi Tingyun who was protecting the drunk young master.

Chu Ziling pulled the reins slightly, the horse raised its front hooves, neighed, and stopped a step away from Shi Tingyun.

The hot breath from the horse's nose lifted Shi Tingyun's hair.

He looked up at Chu Ziling on horseback.

Chu Ziling bent down and handed him the reins.

And Yan Yuanheng, who hurriedly rode his horse from the other end of the racetrack to protect Shi Tingyun, clearly heard Chu Ziling handing over the reins, and said to Shi Tingyun with a smile: "Young master is on the bottom, Ziling is on top. Is this okay?"

Yan Yuanheng was stunned when he saw Shi Tingyun, who had always been unrestrained, and then he pursed his lips with joy, as if he was embarrassed.

Yan Yuanheng had never seen Shi Tingyun like this before.

His heart was so sore that he drank a few cups of hot tea, but he still couldn't calm down.

Yan Yuanheng caressed the belly of the teacup, and asked himself in a low voice, what's wrong.

Later, when the southern Xinjiang rebelled and the war was tense, Shi Tingyun went to the battlefield at the age of 16 with Chu Ziling by his side.

The war lasted for two years, and finally a decisive battle was fought on Daqing Mountain not far from Jinji Mausoleum.

The emperor was really worried about Shi Jinghong's safety, so Yan Yuanheng, who was also worried about Shi Tingyun's safety, invited him to go to the frontier.

When he arrived with his troops, the decisive battle was over, Nanjiang surrendered, and the war ended.

Yan Yuanheng met General Shi, declared the imperial decree on his behalf, and after discussing the serious matter, he suppressed his nervousness and asked where Shi Tingyun was.

He found Shi Tingyun on the edge of the Daqingshan battlefield.

In the wild wind, Shi Tingyun sat on the slope, his silver helmet fell down, his long hair was disheveled, and he was sitting there quietly thinking about his thoughts.

And his gaze stayed on the back of Chu Ziling, who was sweeping the battlefield not far away and stood tall.

Yan Yuanheng called him.

Only then did Shi Tingyun turn his head, dragged his injured leg and knelt down to pay respects, Yan Yuanheng hurried to help, and heard his long-lost joke tone: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for bestowing the thirteen princes on the last general."

That night, Yan Yuanheng had a strange and inappropriate dream in the marching tent.

As soon as the dream passed, he was really uneasy and surprised at his evil thoughts, so he had no choice but to quietly bury his obscene pants by the military tent while it was still dark.

The battle is over, General Shi asked Shi Tingyun to return to Wangcheng to recuperate.However, anyone can guess what General Shi is thinking.

——Shi Tingyun It's time to get married.

But after returning to the city for more than a year, Shi Tingyun and Yan Yuanzhao hang out together. There are rumors that Shi Tingyun loves Longyang, either with the sixth prince Yan Yuanzhao, or with the thirteenth prince Yan Yuanheng.

For some unknown reason, Yan Yuanzhao always liked to joke with Yan Yuanheng about these absurd things.

Yan Yuanheng was upset when he heard it, and said politely: "Brother Liuhuang, don't spread such nonsense in the village. It would be outrageous if Su Chang knew about it."

Yan Yuanzhao covered his mouth with a golden silk fan: "Thirteenth brother, it's just a joke. But you said, if Tingyun were to choose between you and me, who would Tingyun choose?"

Yan Yuanheng suppressed the impulse in his heart: "Brother Liu Huang, please be careful with your words."

That night, Yan Yuanheng fell asleep early according to his habit, but he couldn't help but think in his heart, if Su Chang came to choose, he would definitely choose the Sixth Brother. Brother is a man and lively...

For this reason, he fell asleep an hour late.

On the second day, Yan Yuanheng, who was dizzy, thought that he was really a mediocre person.

The Shi family has a family business to inherit, and Shi Tingyun will definitely be with a woman.

However, Shi Tingyun stayed in Wangcheng for a full year and a half, the emperor asked many times, and the second uncle of the Shi family also often invited a matchmaker to come to marry him, breaking the threshold of the general's mansion, but Shi Tingyun declined all of them, Not at all.

Not long after Yan Yuanheng heard that his father planned to give Shi Tingyun a marriage, bad news suddenly spread outside Zhennan Pass.

General Shi Jinghong died suddenly, and the cause of death was poisoned.

The lieutenant general found poison in the steamed buns that the general had made that day, and the cook kept complaining, but the angry soldiers thought they were traitors in southern Xinjiang, and killed them with knives.

The general has always been careful, every time he eats, he uses a silver needle to test the poison, so no one knows how the poison was accidentally eaten by the general.

When the bad news came, the emperor thought about the love he had with Shi Jinghong when he was a child, and was so frightened and anxious that he vomited blood.

Yan Yuanheng was worried in his heart, after serving the illness as usual, he hesitated again and again, and still left the palace and went to the general's mansion.

The one who entertained him was Li Yeshu. With red eyes, he said, the young master is drunk, and Ah Ling is accompanying him.

Shi Tingyun gave himself a night to get drunk.

Yan Yuanheng asked Ah Shu not to pass it on, and walked slowly outside Shi Tingyun's house alone.

When he heard Shi Tingyun talking, he was actually talking about Yan Yuanzhao.

Shi Tingyun said: "...I know Yuan Zhao's mind. When he was a child, he thought he had the power to compete for the throne, so he wanted to repair it with me. Later, Yuan Heng came from behind, he didn't know it, so he simply stopped fighting , and make friends with me again, I only hope that the new king will ascend the throne in the future and have a stable life. I know he always shouts at you, but he is really not a bad person..."

Yan Yuanheng was surprised.

He probably talked too much with this boy.

He wanted to go in and stop it, but he stopped unconsciously, waiting for him to talk about himself.

However, after waiting for a while, he only waited for a simple comment: "Yuan Heng, he... has a bright future..."

"For the emperor, for the father, for the two of them, I want to..." The person inside struggled to get up, but then fell back on the bed.

Chu Ziling's voice came from inside: "My lord, don't make trouble, go to bed earlier."

"...A Ling." After a long pause, Yan Yuanheng heard Shi Tingyun crying hoarsely, "A Ling, I don't have a father anymore."

Yan Yuanheng felt a sharp pain in his heart, just about to open the door to enter, when he heard a sucking sound like a kiss from inside.

Immediately afterwards he heard Chu Ziling whisper: "My lord, don't be sad. A Ling will go to southern Xinjiang with you, life and death will be with you, and you will live up to your life."

Yan Yuanheng's complexion changed drastically, he almost fled from the General's Mansion, only on the day when Shi Tingyun led his army to leave Wangcheng, he stayed by his sick father's side from a distance, watching Shi Tingyun leave.

From then on, Yan Yuanheng could only hear the news of Shi Tingyun from the battle report.

Until his death, Yan Yuanheng regretted that he hadn't been able to have a good word with him when he left the city.

……

The process of injecting the world line this time was extremely long and slow, and Chi Xiaochi could even clearly feel every bit of pain and love of the original owner Shi Tingyun.

He regards Yan Yuanzhao and Yan Yuanheng as close friends, but he only loves Chu Ziling in his heart.

Chu Ziling is a jade in the rough polished by him.

At first, he wanted to help him get out of slavery, but later, this piece of rough jade was so eye-catching that it took away all his sight before he knew it.

However, in the eyes of the world, masculinity is just a hobby that is not too elegant, and the Shi family's family precepts never allow concubines.

Shi Tingyun didn't want to involve other girls, and he didn't want to tell Chu Ziling what was on his mind, which disturbed his heart for no reason, so he simply gave up his thoughts, and only wished to promise the country for the rest of his life and never marry.

The death of his father instantly pushed him to a high position that he had never thought of before.

He came to Zhennan Pass and hurriedly took over the military affairs of Southern Xinjiang.

After the death of his father, the people of Nanjiang moved immediately, and it is completely possible to guess which force is behind the poisoning.

The Beifu army has strict discipline, and even though there will be no chaos at the first change of generals, it is inevitable to secretly worry:

The major general has been on the battlefield, he has been a general and striker, and he has some prestige in the army, but he has never held the post of commander-in-chief.

Is Shi Tingyun really capable of leading the entire Beifu Army?

Shi Tingyun never showed a trace of fragility in front of others. Occasionally, when drinking with the soldiers, he still had the heart to tell some interesting stories about Wangcheng in the past, and laughed together with the soldiers.

Until one time, after a desperate battle in Zuobi Mountain, his deputy Chu Ziling disappeared during the battle.

Shi Tingyun, who has always been as stable as Mount Tai, lost his composure for the first time. He rushed out of his tent on a rainy night, rode his horse to the mountain, and turned over the corpses one by one, trying to find Chu Ziling.

His playmate since he was 12 years old, his rough jade, the only person in the army he could talk to, his...

When he pulled up a bloody corpse, he suddenly heard a surprised voice behind him: "...Young Master?"

During the melee, Chu Ziling was cut in the back by a saber, passed out, lay down among the dead for a long time, and was awakened by the heavy rain.

The ecstasy of lost and found is like a sea wave, submerging the time-stopping clouds.

Hearing his voice, without saying a word, he stumbled forward, grabbed Chu Ziling's muddy hair, and kissed it directly.

That night, the rain continued, and when Shi Tingyun fell into the mud and kissed him, he choked on water and coughed violently.

He wanted to indulge himself for a while.

Tonight, and only tonight.

He called him: "A Ling."

Chu Ziling patted him on the back: "My lord, I have a name and a surname, call me Chu Ziling."

Shi Tingyun gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice: "Chu Ziling, you have an injury on your back, my son allows you... come up."

The person in front of him was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head and kissed a small scar at the corner of his eye, and bent his eyes: "Young master... General, I have offended you so much, please forgive me."

That night, Shi Tingyun and Chu Ziling returned to the camp with a few missing wounded soldiers.

The two rode together, and no one could see what was going on.

Only when he dismounted, Chu Ziling calmly helped Shi Tingyun.

Shi Tingyun glared at him angrily and amusedly, gritted his teeth and endured the discomfort and stepped into the tent, but a big stone fell to the ground in his heart.

He originally thought that Chu Ziling had no intentions for him, so he didn't want to make it clear, who would have thought that he had the same intentions as him.

For Shi Tingyun, who is always in the haze but struggles to hold on, this consolation is enough.

The battle in southern Xinjiang is becoming more and more tense. The people in southern Xinjiang seem to be able to predict every move of the Beifu army, and their tactics are vicious and vicious. Fortunately, Shi Tingyun is also alert and changeable, and moves in accordance with the times. He just fought several battles in the cracks After winning the battle, he took advantage of the terrain and horse traps in Sandfly Valley to take down the [-] cavalry army in southern Xinjiang with [-] soldiers and horses, and gradually established his reputation in the army.

The soldiers all said that the tiger father has no dogs and sons, and the young general at that time did have the style of being a father.

The pain of losing his father was gradually overshadowed by the situation leaning towards victory.

The opportunities that the people of southern Xinjiang had worked so hard to obtain were lost bit by bit.

One day, Shi Tingyun read a letter in the account.

Coincidentally, his two good brothers wrote letters one after another on the same day.

Yan Yuanzhao asked him how he was doing, if he was dead or not, he didn't need to go back.

Shi Tingyun filled the top of a piece of paper with the word "no", and a reply was completed.

Yan Yuanheng sent a letter asking if he was well, and wrote a letter into an elegant and staid parallel prose.

Shi Tingyun topped the grid again, and wrote the word "Good", and handed it over to his lieutenant general to send it. Suddenly, he heard a report from outside that the First World War was over. As expected, the Beifu army won. The soldiers chased after the small group of remnants.

Shi Tingyun tossed his pen and scolded nonsense: "The poor are not to be forced, how many times have I told him!"

He stood up and said, "Vice General Sun, order a team of personal soldiers, follow me to meet them, just in case."

Vice General Sun has followed the former coach Shi Jinghong since he was young, and has a more generous personality, and he is quite helpless against the major general's impulsiveness.

... After all, the major general was born as a military commander. He has long been used to conquering in person, and he is always unwilling to sit in his tent.

Shi Tingyun rode his horse away, but he didn't want to run into the horse trap he had relied on to win great victories on a small road he was chasing.

The horse trap is a chain formation. When you first enter it, the camouflage above the trap is relatively strong. The further you go, the more fragile the camouflage laid on the trap is. It is often too late when the vanguard notices it, and the trap under your feet has collapsed. And the traps that passed by were also trampled loose by successive horseshoes, and once they were trapped, there was a large area.

Although Shi Tingyun immediately stopped the rear team after realizing something was wrong, the shouts of killing from all over the field and the rain of arrows fell, still took the lives of most of the soldiers in an instant.

Shi Tingyun was not covered by the rain of arrows all over the sky, only two iron feather arrowheads carved with the heads of southern border eagles accurately shot through his shoulders on both sides, and shot him off the horse. The intention of capturing him alive could not be more obvious .

Is there an ambush? !

Is it a conspiracy?

But how did the people in southern Xinjiang know that Chu Ziling would lead his troops to chase after him?

How is Chu Ziling?

Shi Tingyun didn't have time to think about it, he struggled to get up, gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrowhead, and went to grab the silver spear on the horse's side, when suddenly he felt darkness in front of his eyes.

...the arrow was poisoned!

In a daze, Shi Tingyun supported the ground with his gun to stabilize his figure, but he couldn't withstand the onset of the medicine's force, and slowly slid and knelt on the ground.

As the world spun, a figure flickered in front of his eyes.

He forced himself to raise his head, but saw a person who made people think he was in a nightmare.

Chu Ziling stood in a small group of troops dressed in southern Xinjiang, and was still wearing the armor of the deputy general of the Northern Army. He bowed and saluted with a smile on his face: "Young Master, Chu Ziling has offended me a lot. Please forgive me."

In the 19th year of Jianping, an urgent battle report was introduced to Wangcheng.

Shi Tingyun, a major general of the Beifu Army, was betrayed by his deputy, Chu Ziling, and captured in southern Xinjiang.

At that time, even people in southern Xinjiang thought that Chu Ziling was just a greedy bulldog.

Because of his great achievements, Chu Ziling was led to accept praise in front of the king of Nanjiang. Who would have thought that he would reveal himself that General Shi Jinghong was also killed by him.

He was the one who smeared poisonous poison on Shi Tingyun's family letter, and asked his trusted soldiers in the main battalion who he had trained during the war to deliver the letter to Shi Jinghong when he was eating.

He knew that General Shi Jinghong had the habit of turning the pages with saliva while reading, and when he opened the letter, he had the poison in his hands, and he only needed to mix the poison in the discarded food afterwards, and he would be able to deceive the world.

The king of Nanjiang was overjoyed, and when he was announcing that he would be rewarded heavily, Chu Ziling showed a token in public, saying surprisingly that what he had done was all for Nanjiang.

... He is the son of the king of Southern Border, the real king of the prince.

His mother was the second young lady of a well-known family in Zhennan Pass.

More than ten years ago, during the war, people from southern Xinjiang attacked Zhennan Pass, and Ms. Chu was kidnapped and raped. Because of her beauty, she was presented layer by layer for the "exclusive enjoyment" of the king of southern Xinjiang.

Afterwards, the Beifu army returned and attacked the Nanjiang king's camp by surprise. The Nanjiang king abandoned the camp and fled, leaving behind two women who were pregnant in their sixties.

Ms. Chu was rescued by the Beifu army, took the silver, but returned home shamelessly, and it was too late to have an abortion. On the way home, she suddenly moved in a mountain, with abdominal pain, and was desperate At that time, she met a widower who was hunting woodcutters in the mountains, and was rescued by him. After many hardships, she finally gave birth to a child.

The woodcutter has a gentle temperament and good character. Miss Chu has nowhere to go. They are both poor people, so they get together as a companion.

Chu Ziling looks like his mother, especially his pair of smiling eyes, which has no characteristics of people from southern Xinjiang.

He took Chu as his surname, was educated by Ms. Chu, and was very intelligent. When he was five years old, he was sent to study in a private school in a small town down the mountain.

When he was eight years old, a woodcutter took Chu Ziling to the market, and a passing fortune teller made a divination for him, saying that Chu Ziling's fate is too hard, he will overcome his father and mother, his relatives and friends, and he is the fate of a lone star. .

The woodcutter didn't care, and told Miss Chu the hexagram as a joke. Who would have thought that in seven days, on a rainy night, the woodcutter packed a bundle of firewood, and when he was hurrying home, he rolled down the hillside and broke his legs. His legs were found three days later. His limbs had already festered. After being transported home on a stretcher, he struggled for days and finally died.

Miss Chu was hit hard.I can't afford to be sick.

Before she fell into a coma and passed away, she finally poured out her years of suffering to her ignorant son.

He was the son of a barbarian, he got what she didn't want, and he killed the man she had found with great difficulty. Miss Chu knew that she shouldn't hate an innocent child, but she couldn't help it.

Before she died, Miss Chu grabbed his hand and cried out hatred in her voice. She didn't know whether it was hatred for life or people.

And Chu Ziling buried his mother, and got the jade pendant that the king of Nanjiang left in the camp when he fled.

Mother hid this jade pendant secretly, in order to avoid losing money on the way back to the hometown, so that she could pawn some money.

More than ten years later, he took this jade pendant and stood in the court hall of Nanjiang, and calmly fabricated that his mother had a deep relationship with the king of Nanjiang. After the king of Nanjiang left, his mother kept the jade pendant carefully, Take it to watch the story of remembering.

And he, who sneaked into the general's mansion for several years, was flattering, but he had a heart of pure filial piety, and wanted to serve Nanjiang, and return to Nanjiang one day to rectify his mother's name.

The father and son of the Shi family are the certificates he has prepared for a long time.

Many courtiers in the court congratulated the King of Nanjiang, and the King of Nanjiang was overjoyed and recognized him very happily.

He hadn't remembered the name of the Central Plains woman for a long time, but the jade pendant belonged to him, and he was willing to believe that there was a silly woman who was willing to give birth to him, and she fell in love with her for many years until death.

More importantly, Shi Jinghong and Shi Tingyun, the two southern border king's confidantes are seriously troubled, one is dead and the other is captured, both are real things that happened, and they cannot be faked.

These were all mentioned in the jokes between Shi Tingyun and Shi Tingyun after he was imprisoned.

Chu Ziling turned around in front of Shi Tingyun, showing off his gorgeous robe: "My lord, look, this dress is beautiful?"

He said: "If I had only taken jade pendants to join me when I was young, I'm afraid I would be kicked out by random sticks."

He said: "How can I, an illegitimate son of no merit, be able to wear such clothes and withstand such heavy use? All that Ziling has received is due to the great kindness of your son, and Chu Ziling will never forget it."

Shi Tingyun was heavily shackled, and his mouth was stuffed with nutmeg. Hearing this, he just sneered lightly.

He was past the time of despair.

When Shi Tingyun woke up for the first time, seeing the surrounding scene, he almost went crazy.

He didn't want to believe what he saw before he fell into a coma, until Chu Ziling came to him in person and showed the poisonous wax seal hidden by the soldiers afterwards.

The words "time stop cloud" are branded on the wax paint.

Suchang is what his father expects of him, and may he be always ready and unremitting.

It was precisely because it was his cherished Su Chang who sent the letter that my father opened the letter unpreparedly, and even read the letter while eating.

Seeing this, Shi Tingyun gradually became quiet.

He looked at Chu Ziling, his voice hoarse: "...why. My Shi family, why should I be sorry to you?"

"The Shi family treated me very well." Chu Ziling smiled and said, "But your kindness to me is just a charity from the superior to the slave. I can be a prince, and I can obviously beat Yan Yuanzhao, so why do you want me?" I serve tea and pour water, and be a lieutenant general for the rest of my life? I also want my mother to know that she doesn’t deserve to hate me, and that I can make her a queen, a woodcutter can’t, he can’t.”

Shi Tingyun thought of the promise of the past, and thought of that rainy night that seemed to be pouring.

Chu Ziling has been his master and servant for many years, and it is easy to guess what he is thinking through his expression.

He bent down with a smile and looked into his eyes: "It is inevitable to be lonely in the military camp. It is my duty to serve the general overnight. Do you regret it? Do you think you should be on top that night?"

Shi Tingyun suddenly let out a stern laugh, until he coughed violently and still refused to stop.

Seeing Shi Tingyun's attitude, Chu Ziling was stunned, and his tone was a bit tentative: "...My lord, you don't really love me, do you?"

Shi Tingyun didn't give him an answer.

Chu Ziling had already humiliated him enough, there was really no need for him to add more points to this humiliation.

Chu Ziling didn't kill him, but locked him in his tent and sealed his mouth, preventing him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

He keeps the time to stop the cloud, so as to witness his glory.

And Shi Tingyun also got to know Chu Ziling better from this time in captivity.

The self-willed slave life of the past ten years made Chu Ziling extremely disgusted with the word "slave", but his cheap brothers who grew up beside the king of southern Xinjiang looked down on him, and often referred to him as "raised by people from the Central Plains". Chu Ziling can show tolerance when he is outside, and when he returns to his tent, he will vent his anger on him, either with a whip or with meat.

After becoming the prince, Chu Ziling no longer needs to hide himself, especially in front of Shi Tingyun.

While smiling, he pinched Shi Tingyun's face, making him call himself a slave, while teasing him and wantonly insulting him.

Shi Tingyun was tossed to death by him several times, but he never let go. This would often make Chu Ziling more and more furious, and he would use several times more ruthless hands until Shi Tingyun fainted from exhaustion.

Later, Shi Tingyun didn't even want to die.

At this point, death is admitting defeat.

Soon after, Chu Ziling started his long-planned counterattack.

As a lieutenant general, Chu Ziling followed Shi Tingyun to the battlefield, and learned the secrets and important matters of the Beifu Army, as well as the terrain in the pass. When Tingyun was deducing how to defend on the sand table, Chu Ziling looked in the completely opposite direction to him, and deduced Follow the steps of the attack.

He has prepared for so long in order to lead the Southern Border Army to counterattack the Central Plains.

There was a shortage of border commanders, and the marshal who was appointed in a hurry did not have time to establish prestige in the army. Chu Ziling struck while the iron was hot, and took advantage of the art of war that Shi Tingyun had given him to pass down Zhennan Pass.

Every time Chu Ziling passed through a city, he would bring Shi Tingyun with him, as if to torture him.

He succeeded.

Shi Tingyun gnashed his teeth every day and was tortured, and Chu Ziling would come to the tent to humiliate him after the war.

He leaned on Shi Tingyun's body and said, "Young Master, you have returned to your homeland. How does it feel to be fucked on the scorched land of your homeland?"

Shi Tingyun didn't say a word until he gritted his teeth and passed out.

In a daze, he felt a hand caressing his face gently, and the voice in his ear was the long-lost gentleness.

"...Young Master, Young Master, why can't you give in to me. If you give in, I will treat you well."

A few months later, Qucheng was destroyed.

Shi Tingyun was inexplicably carried out of the tent by two strong Nanjiang people when he was sleeping in the tent during the day.

Outside the tent is Chu Ziling's smiling face.

He said: "It's really unexpected that the guards of the canal city are actually young masters and my old acquaintances. Come and see me, young master."

When Yan Yuanzhao, who was wearing an iron shackle, was pushed in front of Shi Tingyun, the two looked at each other for a long time, speechless for a while.

After several years, no one dared to imagine that the two of them would look like this when they saw their old friend again.

Shi Tingyun saw Yan Yuanzhao wearing battle armor for the first time, it was a bit funny, and it didn't look as good-looking as the purple satin clothes he liked to wear.

Chu Ziling coughed lightly, interrupting the two looking at each other.

When he got close to Tingyun's side, he squatted down, pointed at Yan Yuanzhao, and said, "Do you want him to live?"

Shi Tingyun's complexion changed.

Chu Ziling showed a mischievous smile: "You say to him, 'Your slave is humble, see the prince', or 'My slave is humble, I dare not insult the prince's golden body', and I will consider it."

Yan Yuanzhao's whole body trembled.

He has excellent ears, which were originally used to taste the characters of palace merchants and indulge in leisure, but at this moment, he can hear all the banter and insults Chu Ziling made to his former friends.

"Say it." Chu Ziling said to Shi Tingyun with a smile, "If you say it, I will spare his life."

Shi Tingyun hesitated for the first time.

In the past six months, he has been humiliated, no matter how painful he is, he has never once shown weakness.

However, if Yan Yuanzhao...

While he was hesitating, Yan Yuanzhao suddenly jumped up, ignoring the restraint of the shackles, and struggling frantically.

He roared at the top of his voice: "My surname Shi, how dare you kneel to me!"

"Shi Tingyun, why do you think Liu Ye made friends with you!? It's just because your surname is Shi! Your surname is Shi!"

"...Do you think I, Yan Yuanzhao, are still your best friend? No! Not from the beginning!"

Shi Tingyun stared at him blankly.

What Yan Yuanzhao said were all facts that Shi Tingyun had known since childhood.

Shi Tingyun could understand his use, but he never imagined that Yan Yuanzhao would feel guilty until now because of the calculating heart he had when they first met, and even thought that as long as he said such a small selfishness, Shi Tingyun would not would humiliate himself for him.

In Yan Yuanzhao's words, there is a determination to die: "If you dare to kneel to me, I will immediately bite my tongue!"

Chu Ziling waved his hand in a dispirited manner, and seven or eight strong soldiers from southern Xinjiang rushed forward, surrounded Yan Yuanzhao, punched and kicked, and the teeth-stinging sounds of dislocation of muscles and bones could be heard endlessly.

Shi Tingyun was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he shouted: "Stop!! You——"

Chu Ziling played with the jade pendant on his waist, and stood to one side, as if waiting for something.

Shi Tingyun knelt down with a thud, and knocked heavily on the ground twice, blood splashed directly: "Chu Ziling, please, spare him...give him a good time, I beg you, please!"

Chu Ziling knelt down and said curiously, "My lord, I just asked you to beg, why didn't you beg?"

Shi Tingyun vaguely heard the sound of a knife entering his body, and he cracked up: "Yuan Zhao...you spare him, I will listen to you..."

Chu Ziling admired the way he bowed his head and begged for mercy enough, his heart was happy, and he just asked quietly: "He used to hate me so much, and looked down on me. Now that he has fallen into my hands, why should I spare him?"

Shi Tingyun wanted to pounce on Yan Yuanzhao, but the iron shackles made him unable to move at all.

He watched and listened to Yan Yuanzhao's silence.

He watched the group of Nanjiang people disperse, and watched Yan Yuanzhao kneeling on a burning plaque, dying with regret.

He heard someone say that the prince died