Li Chengqian was in pain and happiness. For the first time in twelve years, he felt like a man. The physical pain could not drown out the joy in his heart. His wise father was always aloof. He had never acted like a spoiled child like other children. His mother
It is not allowed. First of all, the prince of Qin must behave like an eldest son. He must not laugh, get angry, cry, or... In short, there can only be one expression on his face, which is a gentle and calm smile. His father has won the battle and must be
This kind of smile means that everything is under control. There is no trace of the father outside. It must be this kind of smile, which expresses the strong confidence in the belief that his father will be fine. The father killed his uncle and fourth uncle, and it must be this kind of smile.
Expressing support for his father. Later, his father became the emperor, and he became the prince. Everyone was praising the prince's elegance, the prince's benevolence and filial piety, his father was satisfied, and his mother was satisfied. Only in the dead of night could Li Chengqian look at the low curtains.
How wonderful the world outside the Fantasy Palace is. I heard that Cheng Chumo was beaten by another dude. Cheng Yaojin took a mountain ax and beat the dude with his father. Then he was punished by his father. Everyone else laughed, but Li Chengqian didn't laugh.
, how he wished that his father could lead him to beat up the uncles and brothers who bullied him. He knew that his father had this ability, and his uncles and uncles combined were no match for his father. But his father didn't, and he was just in a suitable place.
He spent a lot of time killing them all, including those who had bullied him and those who had not bullied him. He killed them all and left no one alive. This was not what he wanted. He only wanted to beat them up and did not want to kill them all.
There is no need to think about it today. His feet hurt, his legs hurt, his butt hurt, his waist hurt, his back hurt and his chest hurt. The pain surged through his body like a tide. He groaned in pain or pleasure. No need to put on a smile anymore, the shed was full of people.
No one has a smiling face, the screams are louder than the last, and the faces are more ugly than the last. That Yun Ye's screams were low and high, and they were very rhythmic. For the first time, Li Chengqian found that he had found something in it.
pleasure.
The Bull Demon King came in, and the scene suddenly fell silent, with stern and unyielding expressions on their faces, as if the one who howled just now was someone else and had nothing to do with anyone in the shed. Lao Cheng walked in with a smile, holding four or five dollars in his hand
A pair of underwear was placed next to Li Chengqian, and he motioned to the soldiers to put it on for the prince.
"Hey, why don't you scream? You are so young and can't bear any hardship. I think back then, I followed your majesty to fight in the tens of thousands of armies. I suffered countless injuries, but I didn't scream like a slaughtered pig like you. The prince is old
The youngest is not as embarrassed as you." Lao Cheng's compliment made Li Chengqian blush a little, and it seemed that his voice just now was no louder than others.
Niu Jinda's voice was threatening: "I don't care who you are, His Royal Highness, or a soldier. After training, I don't care what you do. If you delay tomorrow's training, I have many ways to deal with it. If you don't believe me, try it."
The two old guys, one with a white face and the other with a red face, sang in harmony with each other and cooperated tacitly. Lao Cheng squeezed one and patted the other, with a friendly look on his face, and turned around and ordered everyone to prepare more supper.
Lao Niu loudly encouraged the soldiers: "Knead it harder, yes, rub the muscles and bones all over the body, so that these young men who are good at nourishing their bodies can rejuvenate their blood."
When Old Cheng Lao Niu walked out of the wooden shed with his hands behind his back, satisfied, the atmosphere inside returned to normal. Yun Ye continued to scream, Cheng Chumo continued to hum, Chang Sun Chong was reading poetry, and Li Chengqian was looking at his underwear. There were even people singing.
Li Chengqian thinks underwear is a good thing. It is breathable and comfortable to wear, especially because the little brother is no longer oppressed. After all, he still cares about the growth of his little brother.
A silver flat pot appeared in front of Li Chengqian. The aroma of wine inside was fragrant. He had seen all kinds of fine wines in the palace, but none of them could compare with this pot. It was sweet, long, and long. Just about to
To drink, a big hand grabbed the jug, but it was Changsun Chong. The guy took a big sip. In an instant, redness crawled up from his neck. He said with difficulty: "Good wine." He fell to the ground with a thud.
Snoring sounded. This guy was drunk. Li Chengqian knew that Changsun Chong was testing the wine for him. The emperor, queen, and prince all had attendants who inspected the food. Because Li Chengqian insisted on driving away the attendants, Yun Ye rashly invited Li Chengqian to drink.
Changsun Chong grabbed the jug out of good intentions and took a sip first, indicating that the wine had been tested and could be drunk. Unexpectedly, the wine was extremely strong and he was knocked down after one sip.
In fact, no one wants to invite the emperor, empress, or prince to dinner, even if it is a great honor. Just think that if something goes wrong, the whole family or even the entire clan will suffer. What's more, these three themselves are in a high-risk place.
Therefore, only the emperor invites others to dinner to show his honor, and few ministers invite the emperor to dinner. It is too dangerous. There are many ways to flatter others, so why bother to use such the most dangerous method. So the prince is very curious, as long as it is not poisonous, let alone
Good wine, even the lees should be tasted. Fortunately, Changsun Chong was in front of the car. Li Chengqian took a sip carefully. A spicy line of fire spread from his mouth into his stomach, and then the smell of wine rose, and he felt as comfortable as Changsun Chong.
He lay his head down and fell asleep.
?The chamberlain hurriedly carried the prince back to the tent to rest. Yun Ye slowly got up. The two hours of rest had restored a lot of physical strength. It seemed that the exercise was effective, although he still couldn't draw Cheng Chumo's stiff bow.
There is no problem in drawing the stone bow, but I can't shoot an arrow. Once I open the bow and nock an arrow, I let go again. The procedure is correct, but the arrow does not know where to fly. Therefore, Yun Ye is not keen on training in archery skills, which has always made Niu Jinda worried.
Even mud can't hold up the wall.
A few days ago, Yun Ye and Cheng Chumo stole a large jar of wine from Lao Cheng, and secretly steamed it in a steamer to obtain 40 to 50 degree white wine.
Five kilograms. After tasting it, Cheng Chumo was astonished by Yun Ye's ability. He only said that he had drank all these years, and all these Tang Dynasty fine wines had turned into glutinous rice in his eyes. According to his words; "In addition to steaming
The fine wine that comes out is just mash, so it is only worthy of being used as a drink with meals..."
The letter from Chang'an made Yun Ye calm down for a while. The strange resemblance between himself and his ancestors made him wonder whether his character had exploded or whether it was a pure atavism. When his relatives found him, he suddenly had a grandma.
An aunt, eight younger sisters, seven widowed aunts, four older sisters whose engagement was annulled, countless cousins, and aunts all filled up the loneliness in his heart. Seeing Mrs. Yun’s eagerly awaited letter, Yun Ye suddenly felt
I feel that I am not alone. The childish tone of the little girl makes people feel affectionate.
He whispered to himself: "I still have to live. I still have eight younger sisters waiting for me to earn dowries for them."
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