When Jin Qiyan was first selected as a bodyguard, he accompanied Wang Douxiang for the first time. Several noble people came to see him. Those noble people seemed like gods in front of ordinary people, but that day he saw
The gods bowed their heads with smiles on their faces...
This was a baptism that made him aware of the Wang family's powerful strength and ubiquitous influence. From then on, he was completely devoted to the Wang family.
He felt that he was lucky to be able to become Wang's bodyguard. But the young man in front of him did not hesitate... He swore that after Yang Xuan heard his words, he raised his head and declined the opportunity before he could take a breath, almost without thinking.
Jin Qiyan was slightly startled, Huang Laoer's face turned red, "Do you know the reputation of the Wang family?"
When Yang Xuan was in the village, Chang'an was a place where gods lived for him. Some people who had been to the county town or traveled far away would brag about how great Chang'an was when they came back. From those people's mouths, he vaguely knew
A family with five surnames.
When the five surnames of a family are mentioned, the people in the village always look up to them with admiration, probably like an ant looking up to a god. If you can't touch him, you would like to be his lackey.
"I know." Yang Xuan's heart moved slightly, and then he became firm.
Jin Qiyan said with a cold face, "Have you thought clearly?"
Yang Xuan nodded.
Jin Qiyan sighed in his heart. He had good intentions, but this honest young man didn't know how rare this opportunity was. Naturally, he couldn't persuade him anymore, otherwise he would fall into the lower class, so he gave Huang Laoer a wink and asked himself
Leave slowly.
Huang Laoer lowered his voice, "This world does not only belong to the emperor, but also to the family with five surnames. Being able to join the Wang family is as noble as working by the emperor's side. From now on, you can hold your head high when you go out. Who dares to bully you? Just
Give Wang's name..."
He felt that everyone would flock to such a beautiful thing and would not be able to get it. Yang Xuan's previous refusal was probably because he did not know the dignity of Wang's guards.
So he snorted angrily, waited for Yang Xuanfan to repent, and then went to Jin Qiyan to apologize for him.
Yang Xuan was grateful in his heart, but said sincerely: "Thank you very much, it's really not necessary."
This young man is stupid! Huang Laoer turned around and Jin Qiyan happened to look over. He shook his head slightly.
You stupid boy! Jin Qiyan sneered and immediately went to report it to Wang Douxiang.
"Let it go." Wang Douxiang said lightly. He was very busy. If Yang Xuan hadn't saved his niece, he probably would never have looked at this person again in his life. Since he didn't want to, then forget it.
Outside, Huang Laoer felt that Yang Xuan had given up on a golden path in life, and his liver ached with anger.
Yang Xuan sat on the ground and watched those people making a bonfire.
His heart was moved, and he knew that after joining the Wang family, he would have almost no worries in his life. Food, clothing, housing, transportation, wife, children, children, everything would be under the protection of the Wang family.
The young man said in a young voice: "The tiger asked for hundreds of beasts and ate them, and got the fox." The fox said: "You don't dare to eat me! The Emperor of Heaven made me grow all kinds of beasts, but now you eat me, you are going against the order of the Emperor of Heaven. I think you don't believe me."
, I will go first for my son, and my son will follow me. How dare you not go away when all the beasts see me?"
This is a story told in the scroll, it is very short.
His voice was soft, but his eyes were bright, "The tiger thought so, so he went with it. The beasts ran away when they saw it. The tiger didn't know that the beast was afraid of him and ran away, thinking it was afraid of the fox."
Huang Laoer was talking to Jin Qiyan at the edge of the tent not far away. He glanced at him and shook his head slightly, feeling very regretful.
The young man's back was straight, and his voice became softer and softer, but he was so determined that even the gods could not stop him.
"I don't want to be a fox, I want to be a tiger!"
Night is coming.
There is a faint light in the sky, but it is gradually covered by the night. The stars are like gravel, hanging densely in the sky.
"It's really like a river!"
Huang Laoer looked up at the galaxy, "I want to write poetry."
"Can you compose poetry?" Yang Xuan waited eagerly.
Huang Laoer held it in for a long time and finally stood up, "I'm going to poop."
Yang Xuan said expectantly: "I want to go faster while squatting."
Huang Laoer ran away in a flash.
Yang Xuan sat there blankly, looking at the sky and the stars, thinking of that home.
What will happen to Yang Ding? Most likely he will be annoyed. What about Wang? He will definitely keep cursing him, what a short-lived person, what a cheap dog slave...
Of their three sons, the older two are getting ready to start a family and will have to make a living by farming in the future; the younger one is naughty and spoiled, and will probably be a trouble in the future.
But with that tiger around, the county magistrate will agree to some of the Yang family's requests, and I think their life will be much easier.
Shouldn't I hate them? Why am I relieved?
Yang Xuan was suddenly confused.
Yang Ding and his wife raised him because of money. With five hundred dollars a month, he was almost like a rich man in Xiaohe Village. They accumulated a lot of money in those years, enough to spend for many years.
In the third month after Yang Lue disappeared, Yang Ding and his wife finally changed their faces. From then on, he became the bitter cauliflower in the field and coptis water in the medicine shop...
Hate?
Yang Xuan thought of those five years of suffering, nodded, and then shook his head slightly.
He is not a good person, but after all, he cannot forget those years of raising him, even for the sake of money. But Yang Ding and his wife gave him a home during those years.
"Home." Yang Xuan covered his face with his hands and rubbed it. When he looked up again, there was already a sunny smile on his face.
"Young man, don't pretend to be serious!" The young man pretended to be free and easy, which made Huang Laoer, who had just returned, laugh and kicked him from behind, "Hurry up and get ready to sleep."
Lying in the tent, surrounded by darkness and unable to see the stars, Yang Xuan was still a little uncomfortable. He preferred the stars as his quilt, the earth as his bed, and fell asleep accompanied by the sounds of birds and animals.
Huang Laoer lay down and whispered: "In the future, remember to be more vigilant when sleeping with others. If I were another thief, would you still be alive?"
"Yes." Yang Xuan agreed and moved his decoration to the side.
A thread was pulled by his side, and one end was connected to his finger. He was lying on his side, holding a dagger in his right hand. If he was alarmed, the dagger would be swung without hesitation.
Yang Xuan lay down and closed his eyes happily.
He had slept rough countless times in the mountains and forests, and all the beasts that thought he had found delicious food became his prey without exception.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Xuan felt numbness on the back of his head and the hairs on his back stood on end.
In the darkness, he opened his eyes.
Huang Laoer's slight snoring sounded, very steady.
Yang Xuan listened intently.
Snorings came one after another from all angles, some were big and some were small, some were long and some were short. The longest snoring was intermittent, as if he would stop breathing at the next moment.
Other than that, the world is incredibly quiet.
Yang Xuan took up the thread and patted Huang Laoer gently.
"who?"
Huang Laoer jumped up suddenly, and at some point he had a knife in his hand.
In the darkness, those eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Yang Xuan lowered his voice, "It's me."
"What's the matter?" Huang Laoer took a step back vigilantly and immediately laughed. Yang Xuan had already saved the young lady, could he still think about killing him?
Yang Xuan leaned against the edge of the tent, feeling the numbness on the back of his head and the coldness on his back, "I feel something is wrong."
"What's wrong?" Huang Laoer listened attentively and said puzzledly: "There is nothing abnormal. Are you having a nightmare?"
Yang Xuan gently opened the curtain, and the cold wind from outside blew in, making Huang Laoer behind him shiver.
"I don't have nightmares."
Yang Xuan lied. He has had nightmares from time to time since he was ten years old. In the nightmares, there were many people who wanted to kill him, and the leaders were Yang Ding and Wang.
Huang Laoer put on his clothes and followed him out.
"Don't move." Huang Laoer warned: "There are people squatting at the entrance. If you go over without saying hello, you will be shot to death by random arrows."
Yang Xuan squatted outside the tent, squinting and looking ahead. He grabbed something with his right hand and brought it up to his nose to smell it.
Huang Laoer wondered, "What did you catch?"
Yang Xuan shook his head, "I caught some disturbing auras."
His body was hunched and he moved forward slowly.
"Be careful." Huang Laoer bent down and followed behind, "Don't get into trouble."
Yang Xuan didn't look back, "I don't want to be troublesome. But it's a long way from now on to Chang'an, and I don't want to eat dry cakes."
Therefore, he must protect the sponsor of this trip so that he can have boiled water, delicious food, and a warm tent.
Just for this?
Huang Laoer curled his lips.
Yang Xuan seemed to know what he was thinking, and added: "I will not sit back and watch you be killed in a sneak attack."
Huang Laoer thought it was ridiculous, "With dozens of guards, do we still have to rely on you to protect us?"
Yang Xuan in front nodded slightly, and Huang Laoer really wanted to slap him unconscious.
Yang Xuan suddenly stopped moving.
He looked ahead. Under the sky, the night wind was blowing, and Huang Laoer felt very cold. But looking at the motionless young man in front of him, he suppressed his impatience. Just as he was about to speak, Yang Xuan slowly raised his hand...
Shut up!
Huang Laoer understood this gesture, gritted his teeth and prepared to deal with the boy.
Yang Xuan felt as if there were a group of demons and monsters squatting in front of him, opening their huge mouths and waiting to gnaw something.
He took off his bow and arrow, and Huang Laoer couldn't help laughing and said in a low voice: "You want to shoot at the moon?"
Yang Xuan shook his head and said softly: "How many enemies does the Wang family have?"
He knew that the five surnames in a family were similar to gods, but he didn't know how powerful they were.
Huang Laoer was startled, "What did you see?"
Yang Xuan knelt on the ground and tied a cloth strip to the head of the arrow. The smell of kerosene came from the arrow.
"What do you want to do?"
Huang Laoer finally changed his color, "I woke up Mr. Erlang and the young lady, and you and I have to..."
Yang Xuan took out the fire fold, lowered his head and blew on it, then put the cloth over it.
puff!
The cloth strips burned, and Yang Xuan stood up, raised his head slightly, and pointed his bow and arrow forward.
Huang Laoer roared at the top of his lungs, "Stop!"
The camp was surrounded, but an opening was left. Behind the opening were five guards squatting. They looked back in shock.
The young man stood in front of the camp, his face illuminated by the fire.
call out!
Arrows flew out of the camp.
As the arrow fell, everyone's eyes couldn't help but follow.
The arrow fell with firelight, illuminating a dark shadow.
The black shadow squatted there and raised his head in shock. Apparently he didn't expect that someone in the camp would find him.
Huang Laoer was extremely shocked. He didn't know how Yang Xuan knew that someone was preparing to raid outside the camp, but he knew one thing... without Yang Xuan, they would have been in great trouble tonight.
Behind the black shadow, a crowd of figures stood up.
Choking!
Choking...
The sound of the long sword being unsheathed was like the sound of horse hooves when cavalry charged into battle.
The black figures lowered their heads slightly, and the leader pointed his sword forward.
The guard didn't have time to give Yang Xuan a grateful look, and screamed crazily, his voice extremely shrill.
