Chang Geng: "..."

The old woman said: "The little Marquis was very naughty when he was young. He never forgot the scolding. He knew how to pick the lock and get out of the room. He also knew how to go to the kitchen to steal food. He didn't care if he was beaten lightly.

Yes, the master has such a bad temper, and he always resorts to family law. The emperor knows about the family law. The old marquis is so evil, how can a child resist it? The princess is afraid of getting into trouble.

On the way back to the march, I saw a village woman holding a broom to teach her son, so I came up with this trick to deal with him."

Chang Geng took out the feather duster that had beaten Dashuai Gu with both hands. He saw that the inner support of this thing was a thin pole. If it was used too hard, it would break and it would not kill anyone. There was a thick ""

"Chicken feathers" are not really pheasant feathers. They are made of thin bamboo silk and the hard hair of an unknown animal. When you twitch it on your body, the smell...

He grew up in the Marquis's Mansion and was more like a master than the real master. Although the old servant changed her name to "The Emperor", she did not notice it at all and said cheerfully: "Our Marquis really made a fortune when he was a child.

Fangjiewa, he does all kinds of evil, but later he was afraid of this, no matter what he did, as long as he mentioned it, he would be honest for a while."

Gu Yun always acted like an elder who was at ease in front of Chang Geng. His childhood and adolescence were all blank to Chang Geng, so he listened with special interest.

"It was fun when the princess wanted to beat him. She ran all over the yard, crying while running, and howled as if it was real."

Chang Geng asked curiously: "Really? Could it be that it's just pretending?"

"Of course it's just pretending," the old servant girl sighed as she walked away. "When our little Marquis was a child, he didn't have a few real skills. Don't expect to make him shed real tears. Look at him crying all over the yard. It's thundering but it doesn't rain. His mouth is full of tears."

The words in it are all one after another, and they often say something pitiful, "Mom, don't you like me anymore? Don't you want me anymore? Am I not the flesh that fell off your body?" Otherwise, it's like, "Mom, you want to change."

A better brother than me? I have changed. Please don’t change your brother. I am just a mother. If you don’t love me, I will become a wild child that no one wants.

, the princess couldn’t bear to deal with him.”

When Chang Geng thought about that scene, he laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe. Gu Yun was truly a master of the art of war. He knew from an early age that "the virtual and the real complement each other" and "attacking the heart is the best".

A smile flashed through the wrinkles in the corners of the old servant's eyes, and then her voice suddenly changed: "Then I went to the border, and everything changed when I came back."

The smile on Chang Geng's face gradually faded.

The old woman recalled to herself: "I shut myself in my room every day, ignored people, and didn't cry. I brought food in, took it in and pushed it out as I wanted, and didn't speak to anyone to coax me. I didn't even take a step out of the door. It turns out."

He was a little monkey, but after he came back he became a kid, and his whole person changed - it took two or three months before the old Marquis settled down his affairs in the north and returned home... Well, he might as well not have come back. If you ask me,

, the old Marquis was really cruel to his son, probably because something like that happened, he was afraid that he would really be ruined like this."

Chang Geng asked softly: "What?"

"The old Marquis kicked open the door of his room and dragged him out of the house. You think, his eyes were so seriously injured, how could it not hurt when he saw the light of day? He staggered and followed.

She shed tears, this time she was really crying, but she didn't say a word." The old servant girl stretched out her hand and pointed, "That's the small pond. The old Marquis netted the horse whip into a circle, circled it around the Marquis' neck, and pressed his head.

I forced him to look into the water and shouted into his ears, 'Look at what you are like now, do you deserve the surname Gu?'"

Chang Geng followed her fingers and saw that the pond, which had been deserted for many years, had long been dry. It had just been refilled with water in the past two days, and a few new fish were raised, and they were wagging their tails back and forth leisurely.

"The young Marquis got his throat stuck on his riding crop and shouted back, 'I can't see'."

Following her words, Chang Geng seemed to have gone back several years ago, and the hand holding the "feather duster" twitched slightly.

"The old marquis pushed his head into the water and said, 'I can't see you lying down in the water to take a good look. Otherwise, you can stand up by yourself, or you can hang yourself from a rafter. The Gu family would rather die than stay alive.

Trash!'" The old servant woman said this and shook her head, "After all these years, I, an old woman, can't remember every word of it. It's really cruel."

There was no sound between the two of them for a short time. After an unknown amount of time, Chang Geng asked softly: "Is Mr. Hou willing to give up?"

"Parents naturally feel distressed, but what else can they do if they can't bear to leave? The old Marquis said that if the bones are broken, they can only be wedged with steel nails. The more painful the desperate situation, the less he can feel that he can rely on him.

Rely on him, otherwise he will lean over and be unable to stand up for the rest of his life." The old servant woman said, "If the old marquis was unwilling to give up, who could justifiably clean up the Xuantie camp that was scattered all over the place more than ten years ago?"

Without Xuan Tieying, Daliang might have been eaten away step by step as early as the first rebellion of the Western Region countries, and I'm afraid it wouldn't be the turn of the Westerners to come all the way to take a bite. Their beautiful things were taken from it.

How long can the old princes continue to be prosperous and wealthy?

"During the twelfth lunar month of winter, the family was not allowed to wear a cotton-padded coat to keep out the cold. The child's hands and feet were so cold that he could not hold a bowl when he returned home. More than a dozen iron puppets were surrounding him all day long.

The Marquis was watching from the side, as if he would never blink an eye even if he died... After two or three years, the couple went there one after another, and then Emperor Yuanhe took the young Marquis into the palace. "Mr.

The servant woman stopped talking and then heard a sharp bird song coming from the corner. The two of them looked up and saw Gu Yun strolling over there carrying a bird cage. The unlucky bird named Shen was shaken to death by his malicious intent.

Hun Basu was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he could only scream at the top of his lungs.

Ever since Gu Yun freed up his hands and had time to repair the bird, he has never been at a disadvantage in this struggle between man and bird. Now carrying the fruits of his victory out for a walk, it can be said that he is very proud of himself - so proud that he can see clearly

Seeing what Chang Geng was holding, he first squinted his eyes, and then his face suddenly turned dark.

Gu Yun walked over quickly and snatched the "feather duster" away: "I can dig out any crappy thing and play with it, it won't slip away!"

Even if the injuries that have been with you for many years are cured, they are likely to have sequelae. For example, Gu Yun is unlikely to be completely hearing and seeing for the rest of his life. For example, although Chang Geng is freed from nightmares, he will still have nightmares at night if he is slightly tired or thinking.

That night, Chang Geng had a very strange dream. I wonder if he was still thinking about the "feather duster" that Gu Yun snatched away. He dreamed that he walked into the Hou Mansion, but it was not the Anding Hou Mansion he was familiar with.

, at least it was not as depressed as he remembered, with people coming and going, making it seem more popular.

In the distance, Chang Geng heard a sound of gold and iron. He followed the sound and saw a group of murderous iron puppets besieging a little boy in the open space in the backyard. The little boy's eyes were covered with a layer of black cloth, covering half of his face.

, dodging left and right with difficulty.

Suddenly, an iron puppet approached him from behind. The long knife in his hand had been replaced by an iron rod, and it swept towards him. As if he sensed the evil coming, the little boy subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

Wait, you can't hide like this!

Chang Geng suddenly remembered what someone told him many years ago: "If you are panicked, your feet will float. If you cannot stand firmly on your feet, no matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, it will be like water without a source or a tree without roots... To retreat is to

It's human nature, but it will be difficult for you to gather the strength to counterattack in a short period of time, and instead you will fall into the opponent's hands in a hurry."

Of course, the boy couldn't be faster than the iron golem. After hesitating for a moment, he was quickly caught up by the iron golem. With a loud noise, the monster's iron rod hit his young back hard, and his clothes fell apart on the spot.

, revealing the heart armor inside, the person has already flown out.

Chang Geng rushed forward and picked up the little boy who was half covered in dust. At the same time, he drew out the sword from his waist and nailed several iron puppets that were chasing after him.

He threw down the sword and tried to untie the cloth on the boy's face with trembling hands. However, he heard footsteps coming from behind. Chang Geng turned around and saw a middle-aged man slowly walking over with his hands behind his back.

.The man was wearing casual clothes, with a handsome face, like a well-educated and elegant man, but his eyes were full of anger. When he looked directly at him, his eyes looked like the swords and shadows of thousands of troops.

Chang Geng had never seen this person before. Even though the adult Gu Yun didn't look much like him, he still recognized this person's identity as soon as he saw him face to face - the facial features and face shape were not the same, but there was something similar about the father and son.

Inherited from the same origin.

The man stood still and said to Chang Geng: "Even if you take him away from here, you won't be able to raise him. Even if you bring him up reluctantly, he won't be able to withstand the slightest storm..."

Chang Geng carefully picked up the boy's thin body: "He can rely on me."

The old Marquis Anding shook his head. Chang Geng suddenly heard the roar of the golden box burning behind him. He quickly hugged the boy and ran away. He saw the group of iron puppets he had pinned just now surrounding him in an orderly manner. They all stayed in place.

It split into two, and in just a moment, it became a heavily armored army made of iron, staring at him eagerly. There was an indistinct banging sound in the distance, and the iron puppets moved collectively and swarmed up.

Chang Geng had no choice but to pick up little Gu Yun and run wildly, running in a panic. He wanted to yell at the old man who was watching indifferently - I can even clean up the shaky old country, how can I not protect a Gu Yun?

However, he couldn't scream in the dream. He missed the mark while running hastily. Chang Geng's heart skipped a beat. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a hand. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the gas lights in the room had been turned on.

It was still dark, and he was holding Gu Yun's hand tightly.

Gu Yun touched his head: "Why can't you wake me up today? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Chang Geng looked at him blankly for a moment: "I had a dream."

Gu Yun was startled.

"It's not a nightmare, it's not Wu'er Gu." Chang Geng turned over, hugged one of his hands, wrapped one of his arms into his arms, put his forehead on Gu Yun's elbow and rubbed it gently, whispering

He said, "I dreamed that I snatched you away from the old master, and your father sent a battalion of iron puppets to hunt me down."

Gu Yun was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed heartlessly. He used a little strength to pull the emperor out of the quilt, and took out his arm: "You are not timid, Your Majesty. He has something on his hands."

Where are the 100,000 Yin soldiers - Okay, the majesty is over, get up quickly, there is a big court meeting today. Well, it is also the Qingming Festival. Could it be that he is short of paper and money over there and came here to remind me?"

Chang Geng sat by the bed and looked at him, looking from head to toe under the light. It wasn't until Gu Yun put on his clothes that he reluctantly looked away: "Your father is short of paper and money, why come to me instead of you?"

"You seem to be easy to bully." Gu Yun said with a smile, and then his smile gradually changed a little, "I don't owe him anything, I guess he is too embarrassed to come to see me."

On the day of the Qingming Festival, Chang Geng specially set aside most of the day to accompany Gu Yun to pay homage and sweep the tombs of his ancestors.

Gu Yun seemed to have meditated in front of the god, without saying a word. He just burned the paper as if he had completed the task, and then stood aside indifferently.

He doesn't need to talk about what he has done over the years, but those two should also know it.

Chang Geng, on the other hand, seriously burned the incense and offered wine. He couldn't say it out loud in front of Gu Yun, so he muttered in his heart: "I will take good care of him in the future. Don't worry, don't wedge steel nails into him again."

Already."

"Let's go." Gu Yun gently pulled him.

Chang Geng came to his senses and was about to go back with him when he saw Gu Yun turning indifferently to the princess's tomb: "Keep an eye on your consort, let him stay down there and don't bother me."

Chang Geng: "..."

Huo Dan, who was accompanying him, heard these treasonous words and almost knelt down and knocked himself to death in front of the old marquis. Gu Yun snorted lightly, turned around and pulled Chang Geng away.
Chapter completed!