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People in the capital said: Nanxia proton is not as good as pigs and dogs.

At the beginning, King Ye fought against Yunjiang, stubbornly captured the three cities of Yunjiang, turned the world around, and shocked all directions.If it weren't for the shortage of soldiers in Nanxia and the lack of food and grass, otherwise it would have gone straight to Yunjiang and returned to Nanxia.

The country is weak, and the protons sent cannot receive due courtesy.Although the emperor allowed him to go out of the palace to play and make friends, but he was nothing more than the existence of the high-ranking officials' children making fun of him.

He bought antiques and heavy objects and he carried them on the back, and when he provoked the villains in the world, he stopped them. It was common for a child to slap him in public to vent his anger when he was upset.

Right now, a group of people in the downtown area are watching.

"Hurry up, I want to ride a horse."

A gorgeously dressed young master shouted at a young man with disheveled hair, torn clothes, downcast eyes, and a face that couldn't be seen clearly.

The boy hesitated for a moment, but still bent and knelt down.

"Hey~ It's boring to play like this, come here, bring me a bowl of water."

The young master held the water, and unceremoniously put the young man's back on his hips, watching the thin back collapse a bit.

"Is this the proton of Yunjiang?"

"Yes, yes, he seems to be the prince of Yunjiang."

"Are they going too far?"

"What's too much, I think it deserves it!"

……

Seeing the discussions around, the young master was very satisfied.

"Yes, let me tell you that this is the proton of Yunjiang. Today I will ride him around the capital. If a drop of water falls out of the bowl in my hand, you can come and slap Prince Yunjiang if you feel unhappy." slap in the face, hahahaha, please—”

In the past, some people didn't believe the rumors, but looking at it now, Nanxia Proton is really not as good as a pig or a dog.

"Ouch—"

Before the boy could take a step forward, the young master was kicked down, the bowl shattered, and the water flowed all over the floor.

Proton looked up, and saw that the man was holding a folding fan, dressed in red, with his chin raised slightly, and his bruised and purple meridians could be seen in the sunlight. He was a beautiful man with a haughty expression.

"The proton came all the way from Yunjiang, and he is a guest, not a slave. I think the tutors of famous families in the capital are really not flattering. And did the emperor order you to treat guests like this?"

The young master got up, furious, "Oh, what are you! How dare you kick me!"

"Please don't do this, I do it voluntarily." This soft begging came from the person lying on the ground, and it was afraid that the man in red would be hurt.

The young master saw that Cui Mian had grown up like this, he was either a petty official or a singer,

"Cut, why are you begging him? He's just a petty official whore, what can he do to me? Mind your own business."

The person next to him tugged at his sleeve, "Master, that's also Lord Censor's petty official... I can't afford to offend him, I think it's better to forget it."

The young master's face changed when he heard this, presumably the person who kicked him was Cui Mian, that beauty Cui who wanted to do well in the capital and must not be offended.

So the domineering young master took his people and ran away, and the crowd of onlookers also dispersed.

Cui Mian looked at the proton again, he was still lying there, motionless.

"Okay, stop kneeling."

"No, don't you ride a horse?"

"Not riding anymore."

Only then did Proton change his posture, raised his head, Cui Mian looked at him, his hair covered his face, he couldn't see anything.

"Little proton, what's your name?"

"Yun, Yunxi."

There was a very low sound, Cui Mian couldn't hear clearly, "Huh?"

"Yunxi."

Cui Mian originally wanted to intervene in this matter and leave it alone, but when he left, he looked back at the person sitting alone on the ground, like a falling leaf that no one cares about... Forget it, a good person will do his best and send the Buddha to the West.

Cui Mian turned around and walked over, knelt down and said:

"Little Proton, come with me."

Cui Mian took him to the west of the city, and asked Yunze to take a shower and change into clean clothes.When the person came out, Cui Mian lamented that this was the beggar he brought back just now, he was clearly a good boy with handsome features, fair complexion and good looks.

"Little Proton, you look pretty good."

It's just that the amber pupils, which are much lighter than ordinary people, always show anxiety and alienation.

Cui Mian sat him down in front of the mirror again, and combed his three-thousand-ink hair into a popular hairstyle for men in Yunjiang.Only then did he find a scar on his right forehead, and picked out a few strands of hair for him to cover it slightly.

"Thank you for saving me, young master. Dare I ask you his name?" Yun Xi also kept his head down when talking with others, and he only learned Nan Xia language, and it was a bit funny when he said it.

"My lord, it's free, you can call me Cui Mian."

"Then, Cui Mian, is this where you live?"

"Well," Cui Mian thought Wen Jun bought this place, but Wen Jun's is his, "yes."

"It smells so good here."

Cui Mian pulled him to the corner, "It's this kind of flower, it's called evening primrose, and it smells even more fragrant at night."

Cui Mian's so-called sending the Buddha to the West is by no means accepting the proton as his younger brother, but of course he wants someone more powerful to support the proton.

Yushifu

Yunxi looked at Cui Mian who was able to freely enter and leave the Yushi's mansion, and the guards guarding the gate didn't have to notify him, and then thought of the phrase "Young Master, that is also Lord Yushi's junior official", which shows that the relationship between the two is unusual.

Cui Mian first went in and said something to Wen Jun, and then passed on the proton,

"I have seen Lord Yushi."

Yunxi only glanced at Wenjun for a short time, and Wenjun saw the exploration in the amber pupils, and he regarded it as curiosity for the first time.

"I know what Xiao Mian said. It's those dudes from aristocratic families. Nan Xia is sorry for Yunjiang's proton. I will definitely report this matter to the emperor and give them a break."

"But I... I don't want them to be punished. They are my friends... No one will play with me in Nanxia from now on."

Wenjun looked at this prince who came to Nanxia from Yunjiang for thousands of miles to be a hostage. He was four years younger than him, but in fact he was just a boy with a childlike heart.

"Then, Xiao Mian..." Wen Jun looked at Cui Mian and asked what to do.

"It's okay, you can come and play with me. Those people will only bully you and ignore what they do. If you get tired from playing in the future and don't bother to go back to the palace, you will spend the night in Yushi's mansion, and you will say that Mr. Yushi is your sworn brother." Brother."

Cui Mian wanted to get involved with Yushifu, so that no one would bully Little Proton casually.

"Yeah." Yun Xi nodded.

Afterwards, Yunxi often came to see Cui Mian, and Cui Mian took him all over the capital.Cui Mian also taught him not to bow his head when walking, to look people in the eye when talking, how to tactfully refuse a girl's glances, and how to swear gracefully when meeting a ruffian.

These days, Yunxi also knows when Lord Yushi will go up and down, when he can "encounter", when he has time to talk to Cui Mian, and rarely spends a few days in the west of the city to share the bed with Cui Mian .

Sometimes they met those "friends", and Yunxi greeted them, but they just pretended not to see them, but they never dared to trouble Yunxi again.If they were walking with Cui Mian, those young masters would have taken a detour.

It was only two days after the Nanxia army arrived in the eastern earthquake zone, Wan Yang's army came through the gap in Leshan.

Mo Changsheng was included in the recruit formation, but his clothes were different from ordinary soldiers after all, which was what General Mo meant.When he actually got to the battlefield, Mo Changsheng performed very bravely, and his every move was very general-like, unlike the juniors who had just entered the battlefield, they won many Wanyang heads and achieved extraordinary results.

Until the evening, the two sides were evenly matched, Wan Yang retreated three miles, and the two armies stopped fighting.

In the middle of the night, Mo Changsheng took Taoman to a place far away from the military tent, and punched Taoman hard on the face with all his strength,

"Taoman, what did you do today that you thought I didn't see it? Are you crazy!"

This punch finally woke up Tao Manchu who was in the scene of horns all over the sky, swords, lights and fire shadows.On the battlefield today, Taoman completely lost his weapon, fought against Wan Yang's soldiers with his bare hands, and even chatted with them, asking questions.

"me……"

"Why did you throw away your weapon? Do you think this is still a martial arts arena? Is it enough to hit people? This is not here, Taoman, let me tell you, this is a battlefield. Either you die or I live. Don't you want to die? Is it? Or do you want to be a deserter?"

"Mo Changsheng, I don't want to die, and I don't want to be a deserter. But they are all human, living flesh and blood. I have never killed anyone, so I can't do it."

"Take it." Mo Changsheng handed a pair of guns and a lantern to Taoman, "There are corpses of Wanyang soldiers piled up not far ahead, you stab them with guns, remember to be quick, precise and ruthless , the position of the chest in one shot, this is your training, tell me how many people died, otherwise you won't be able to fight tomorrow."

Taoman took the things and walked towards the pile of corpses.

How to kill people in battle and overcome psychological barriers are taught in the training ground, but Taoman thinks it is too long-winded, so he often escapes this kind of class.

Looking at Taoman who was lighting up the lamp to assassinate in the dark, Mo Changsheng actually understood Taoman's fear very well. When he himself faced the first enemy, his hands were shaking.But when he saw Taoman's appearance, he thought of himself as Mo Changsheng, and thought of his father and brother's teachings, he stabbed without hesitation, and later, he became numb to killing.

After half an hour, Taoman came back.

"Mo Changsheng, I finished killing, counted, and 360 people died." The voice was slightly crying, "They also have fathers and mothers, so they died like this."

"Taoman, many people died in our Nanxia." Mo Changsheng watched the weeds swaying in the distance, the starry sky was dim, and everything was hidden in the darkness. Wan Yang's army was stationed somewhere three miles away, waiting for an opportunity.

"Soldiers who choose to go to the battlefield are no longer ordinary people. Whether it is us or the enemy, we each fight for our own country and are always ready to sacrifice. This is a supreme honor in itself. The greatest respect for soldiers is to Do your best on the battlefield and spare no effort, understand?"

It was the third brother who said this to him. He was only nine years old that year, but he remembered it clearly.

"I see."

Taoman only remembers what Mo Changsheng said in the past about how his ancestors built industries, how great their military exploits were, and how their military achievements were admired by others. Only when he went to the battlefield did he realize how cruel it is for a white knife to enter and a red knife to exit.But he Taoman will not give up, he also wants to defend the territory of the country, he also wants to reach the pinnacle to show Cui Mian, he must not be a shrinking turtle, even look down on himself.

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