Who else could be caught by a child wearing a knife?
The only one left is our King of Qin, Li Chengqian.
At this moment, Li Chengqian looked at the child with a blank expression.
He pointed to his nose and said, "My knife?"
"Uh-huh."
The child nodded very innocently.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Hualiang stared at him and wanted to scold him on the spot.
Look at Li Chengqian’s knife?
Isn't that a joke?
You must know that the sword he brought out was one of the three precious swords ordered by Li Yuan to be made during the founding of the Tang Dynasty.
This sword has a name, called Dingtang.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is the sword that governs the country.
How can it be that others can just look at it casually?
But before he could scold him, the child's mother stepped forward again and grabbed the child's ears.
"Xiaomeng, don't be rude!"
Afterwards, the young mother apologized to Li Chengqian: "I'm sorry, my child is young and not sensible."
"It doesn't matter."
"Isn't it just to look at the knife?"
Li Chengqian smiled slightly, then took off the saber from his waist and handed it to the child.
The child's eyes couldn't contain his joy and surprise, and he hugged the Dingtang Dao, which was actually not heavy, with both hands.
Then, he exerted a little force, and the Dingtang Sword suddenly came out of its sheath.
In an instant, an icy feeling rushed straight towards him.
No matter how old the child is, how can he resist this overwhelming evil spirit?
Li Chengqian hurried forward and sheathed the knife, saying: "You are a naughty little guy. What should I do if I hurt you?"
"I'm not afraid."
The little guy said with a proud face: "I also have a knife like this at home, it's exactly the same."
Exactly the same?
Stop it.
Li Chengqian also laughed.
He raised his hand and touched the child's head and said, "My sword has an extraordinary origin, but it was given to me by my father."
"So is my knife."
The child said proudly: "It was my father who made meritorious service on the battlefield. The general above Sent."
Okay.
Or is he a general?
Li Chengqian looked up and smiled: "Okay, little guy, I didn't realize that your father is still a big shot."
"Of course."
"He is the biggest and biggest hero in the world."
The little guy's face was full of pride and pride at first.
But soon, his face was filled with sadness.
The little guy said: "It's a pity that he is already dead..."
At this time, Li Chengqian was also stunned.
Cheng Huailiang was full of disdain for the child at first.
But now, I feel a little pity for this child.
It turned out to be an orphan of the war.
But judging from his current position, his father should be a member of the Liangzhou Army.
Calculating his age, this child's father probably went to the battlefield with Li Chengqian and never came back.
Suddenly, Li Chengqian didn't know what to say.
He raised his head and glanced at the young mother, cupped his hands and said, "I didn't expect that you are the orphans of heroes. It's really disrespectful."
Seeing him salute towards her, the young mother was a little flattered.
She hurriedly said: "Sir, we are just from a small family, how can we afford your courtesy?"
Li Cheng Qianrao was wearing casual clothes, but as long as you weren't stupid you could tell that he must be a noble prince somewhere.
After all, the nobility of his body cannot be hidden at all.
Li Chengqian smiled slightly and said: "This is a small family, but the father of the child is me, a hero of the Tang Dynasty. You deserve to be treated well by me."
After all, her husband left with her and never came back.
In the end, the young mother had no choice but to accept Li Chengqian's courtesy.
Finally, she pulled her son out of the crowd.
And after seeing this woman.
Li Chengqian's heart suddenly felt a little touched.
Not because of the appearance of this mother, but because of the war orphan.
Li Chengqian looked back at Cheng Huailiang and said, "Have you ever seen war orphans?"
Cheng Huailiang shook his head slightly and said, "I've never seen it before."
"Then tell me, what will their lives be like?"
Li Chengqian looked up at the sky: "If the child dies and his father dies, and if the girl dies her husband, what will happen to life?"
With that said, Li Chengqian looked back at the direction in which the young mother disappeared, and then said: "Let's go, let's follow and take a look."
He really wanted to see how this war orphan was living.
…
There is Nanyao Village in the west of Qingshui City.
The mother, who had taken her son for a walk around the city, threw the cloth bag on the bed.
Then, she looked at her son pretending to be angry and said, "You guy, you make trouble for me as soon as you go out. I won't take you out next time."
"No, mother."
"I'm just curious."
The child stepped forward, hugged his mother's legs, and said with genuine apology, "I just want to see what those real swords look like."
"Isn't there one at home? Do you still need to go outside to see?"
The mother raised her hand and tapped the child's forehead.
Although the situation just now was a bit embarrassing, she was not really angry with the child.
My mother sighed softly and said, "Okay, go and wait in the house. I'll call you when the meal is ready."
"good."
The children responded and ran into the house jumping up and down.
His mother glanced at him from behind, her eyes deep.
Immediately, she walked towards a small room and took out a cloth bag from the cabinet.
Inside the cloth bag is a brand new Zhenguan knife.
Seeing the knife, my mother's eyes filled with tears.
This is her husband's relic, brought back by his comrades in arms.
At the same time, he also brought back the news that his husband had died in the battle. r> For ancient families, men were the backbone of the family. When a man died, it was equivalent to the collapse of the sky.
This woman is famous for her beauty from all over the country.
When the man from this family married her, he always said that it took him several lifetimes of cultivation to earn it.
It's a pity that he left first before the child became an adult.
From then on, the woman took care of her son alone.
A thin woman who was supposed to marry into a wealthy family and enjoy happiness ended up doing farm work that many men found tiring.
Fortunately, her son was ambitious enough to catch up with the nine-year compulsory education proposed by His Highness, and he was also known as a good student in his class.
On weekdays, when teachers from the school saw her, they would praise her son with all their might, saying that her son would be the number one scholar in the future.
The elders in the village also said that in the future, she would be able to live up to her mother's needs and her children would be rewarded with all the hardships.
Whenever she hears these words, the woman feels from the bottom of her heart that as long as her son can become a talented person and become useful, no matter how hard she works, it will be worth it.
When the woman is in trouble.
Suddenly, I heard the voice of the village patriarch's wife coming from outside.
"Miss Wang."
"Someone came to see you and brought you a lot of things."
Hearing this, the woman was stunned.
Then, she hurriedly wrapped the knife and walked out.
When she saw the patriarch's wife, she asked with a confused face: "Who came to see me?"
"I don't know that."
The patriarch's wife smiled and said, "But that man looks luxuriously dressed, so he must be a young man from a rich family."
Rich young man?
How do I know any rich young man?
It’s not like it didn’t happen earlier.
But I have been married for many years now.
Where are the young masters who care about themselves?
The woman also followed the patriarch's wife to the patriarch's home with a confused look on her face.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw the man who let his child touch the knife in Qingshui City...