I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

During this period of time, Ye Zhuolin has been asking Xiaolulu to search for medicinal materials according to the prescription he gave. Although the efficiency is very low and there are bumps and bumps, it can be regarded as barely getting together.

Ye Zhuolin has been living alone in a small shabby house with only one bed, so he and Xiao Lulu have been sharing the same bed for the past two days.Xiao Lulu looked very reserved, he just shrank in the corner every time, and could not say a word unless necessary.

Later, Ye Zhuolin started to make trouble by himself: "How long have you been wandering? Do you want to continue doing this? You don't think about your own future?"

Xiao Lulu said something very realistic: "If you have no money, you can't do anything, so don't you do nothing?"

"I'm not idle! I help others to call...uh." Ye Zhuolin scratched his head, feeling that this was a bit inappropriate for a seven-year-old child, so he choked back.

He has no way to refute!

Ye Zhuolin was going crazy, but Xiao Lulu gently tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Can I follow you?

"I can't." Ye Zhuolin resolutely refused, "I'm used to living alone, and I always feel in the way when I bring one more. Hey, I also started wandering when I was six years old. Haven't I survived now? There is no difficult path. , rush, rush."

Xiao Lulu is not the kind of stalking brat. Seeing that he was explicitly rejected, although he feels wronged in his heart, he is not persistent: "Where's your injury?"

"It's almost ready, oh yes!" Ye Zhuolin suddenly scolded, "Try not to steal or rob, if you really have to take it, you must pay it back when you have the ability in the future, even if you owe a penny, understand?"

"Okay." Xiaolulu nodded quickly.

"But with your small body..." Ye Zhuolin patted Xiao Lulu on the shoulder, thin and weak, "I feel that you will be beaten to death before you get the money, ah, rich disciples are weak. "

Then Ye Zhuolin poured out all the money in his purse, and there was just two taels left, Ye Zhuolin transferred the money, thought for a while, and said: "You wait for me for two days, and you will leave after two days .”

Xiaolu Lutou nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

And two days later, Ye Zhuolin stuffed a hasty IOU into Xiaolulu's hand, and handed him a money bag containing ten taels of silver.

Xiaolulu is young and unfavored. Except for Jinyi Yushi, everyone in his family is the same, and his usual income is a little bit of pocket money, so he never saw so much money when his family was ruined. He was immediately dumbfounded and didn't even think about it. Get up and answer: "This..."

"Use it first, save some flowers, enough for you to eat for a year or two, don't be like me, go to a private school to study, usually help your master do chores and save money, as long as you can afford food." Ye Zhuo Lin stuffed the money in this way, and pointed to the IOU, "However, I didn't give it to you for nothing. From today on, you have to remember that you owe me ten taels of silver and thirty Wen, and neither do I. If you move the bank, you won’t be taxed, and when you are capable, come to me to pay back the money.”

Xiaolulu looked very reluctant, but he didn't play around in the end, he was much more sensible than ordinary young masters from rich families: "Will you still be here in a few years?"

Ye Zhuolin patted his chest: "If I'm not beaten to death or kidnapped, then of course I'm here."

After chatting for a while, it was finally time to say goodbye, Xiao Lulu clutched his purse tightly, turning his head every step of the way, as if he wanted to remember Ye Zhuolin's appearance clearly forever.

After a corner, no one could be seen anymore, Ye Zhuolin gnawed on a steamed bun and muttered to himself: "Hey, I'm poor, I hope this kid keeps his word, hey."

Three years later, Ye Zhuolin was 13 years old, his height had reached the eyebrows of an adult man, and the innocence in his voice had begun to fade away, and he was about to evolve from a small gangster into a big gangster.

But suddenly one day, Ye Zhuolin was abducted by someone, more precisely subdued.

The cause of the incident was that Ye Zhuolin touched someone else's kit out of curiosity.

Ye Zhuolin felt that he was capsized in the gutter this time. The young man squinted his eyes and was slightly fat. He seemed to be quite depressed. He looked like a foolish son of a landlord. Ye Zhuolin couldn't help but be curious. shot.

The ghost knows that the guards around this stupid son are better at fighting each other than the other, and Ye Zhuolin couldn't break free for a while. Although he was invincible in fighting with seven or eight guards with knives, he also felt that he was pretty awesome, but after all With a knife in his hand, Ye Zhuolin felt that he didn't need to risk his life for a broken bag, so he took the initiative to throw it back to show his surrender.

But those guards were like mad dogs, and they didn't stop. After all, Ye Zhuolin was still a 13-year-old boy, his body was not as good as others, and he gradually started to move around.

"Stop." The silly son finally stopped, "Just hold him, don't get hurt, I want to ask him questions."

Ask Nima a question!But seeing those guards grabbing with their hands instead, Ye Zhuolin is not an ignorant person, so he asked loudly, "What's the problem?"

"Would you like to be my bodyguard?"

Ye Zhuolin was stunned for a moment, he was not paying attention, and was immediately caught, but he was still very confused: "Guard?"

"Yes." The silly son stepped forward and said, "My name is Zhao Feng, and I will be the crown prince."

"Damn it?" Ye Zhuolin wiped his eyes and blood all over his face in disbelief.

Zhao Feng then handed him a handkerchief: "I think you are quite skilled, do you have this intention? You can't hang around like this for the rest of your life, can you?"

"Hunting", Ye Zhuolin actually didn't have much feeling for this word, but occasionally someone came out to give him Shuguang and other ways, which still made Ye Zhuolin a little excited: "Regular?"

"...um."

"rich?"

"..."

Zhao Feng was speechless for a while, then nodded.

Ye Zhuolin smiled, showing a mouthful of neat white teeth: "It's fine if you have money, anyway, I'm tired of living here, pack up and go now?"

Years later, Ye Zhuolin, whose hair was grayed out from the war, once regretted his original choice.

But after regretting it, he thought about it carefully. If he hadn't followed Zhao Feng to the palace and put on the armor, then he would have spent his whole life in the alleys in a daze.

Even more boring.

That year, Ye Zhuolin was 13 years old and followed Zhao Feng to the palace.

Zhao Feng is not a wise emperor, he can only be regarded as a mediocre emperor. Perhaps the most sensible thing he has done in his life is to have his eyes and eyes on Ye Zhuolin, and let Ye Zhuolin go to the battlefield of Nanzhao Kingdom.

The alleys where the imperial city and Ye Zhuolin lived were separated by two days. Zhao Feng was only at that time. The main purpose of going out of the city this time was to observe the people's sentiments and lay the foundation for the future succession to the throne. Taking Ye Zhuolin was just a incidental matter. It cannot be said to return just to return.So Ye Zhuolin also followed Zhao Feng through the itinerary, was exposed to the light, and was cared for all the way, Ye Zhuolin was a little embarrassed.

It was the first time in his life that he rode in a carriage, which was very novel, but after a period of novelty, he became a little boring, and began to recall what he had been doing for the past seven years.

Thinking about it, I thought of the boy I met three years ago.

But three years have passed, helping him fight is not the basis for Ye Zhuolin to remember a person, he just remembers that he helped a little boy to vent his anger three years ago, as for the boy's name, he has forgotten.

Not everyone he meets by chance deserves his memory.

Ten days later, Ye Zhuolin arrived at the palace.

Ye Zhuolin doesn't like to remember unimportant things, he only remembers that he was shocked by the magnificence of the imperial palace for a long time, and thought that there are places like this in this world, and it is true that people are more popular than others.

He became the guard of the crown prince and gained the skill of washing clothes.And because of his lively personality, good brains, and his bluffing mannerisms, he hit it off with the idiot Zhao Feng, and soon got mixed up with his master. On the surface, he was a master and servant, but in fact he was a friend.

Ye Zhuolin lived on the mountain for a long time, and was a gangster for another seven years. Although his education level was appalling, his force was really admirable.

Zhao Feng used to be idle and bored, and held some "Guard Fighting Contest", which was quite amazing, Ye Zhuolin won the first place at the age of 13.At that time Zhao Feng was very excited, and said to him: "You are so powerful, I will make you a general in the future." Ye Zhuolin did not refuse, laughed for a while, and partnered with Zhao Feng to steal the officials' wine, and got drunk at night one game.

Young, powerful, and close, this new guard of His Royal Highness quickly attracted the attention of others.

Finally one day, the emperor at that time came to his door.

This was a blessing in misfortune, because the emperor was not looking for faults, nor was he plotting against him, but asked him: "Your name is Ye Cong, right? Are you interested in...going to war?"

"fight?"

This is the first time Ye Zhuolin has heard this word that is very distant to ordinary people.

The emperor touched his head: "Well, to fight, but you are indeed too young. If you don't want to, I won't force it."

At that time, Ye Zhuolin was almost 14 years old. The 14-year-old child was in the second stage of middle school. He obviously couldn’t do anything but felt that he could do everything. Feeling cowardly, he said angrily: "Your Majesty, although I am young, I can fight! I still have a patriotic heart! I am willing... I am willing to do that... oh, I am willing to sacrifice my flesh and blood Create peace for the people of Nanzhao."

"Hahaha, good!" The emperor was very excited, "You are a good boy, I like you very much, after your birthday this year, I will allow you to hold a three-foot sword on the battlefield, how about it?"

That year, Ye Zhuolin was 14 years old.

Regardless of Zhao Feng's dissuasion, he went to the battlefield wearing the smallest armor in the entire army specially customized for him.

He was really lucky, and he was affirmed by the prince and the emperor. Instead of starting as a low-level soldier, he became an official, although it was a sesame official.

Back then, very few people in the army would obey a 14-year-old brat, so Ye Zhuolin set up a ring and beat him up with force, making everyone take it orally if they were not convinced.

However, in the first battle, Ye Zhuolin lost.

The reason is simple, courageous but foolhardy.

Although Ye Zhuolin was not convinced in every possible way, he was rational, and he still wrote a letter requesting to resign from this official position. The general meaning was that he wanted to study with other generals for a period of time, and then wait until he understood the art of war.

Such a study lasted three years, and Ye Zhuolin was 17 years old.

That year, other countries invaded, the old emperor died of illness, and the prince Zhao Feng came to power. Internal and external troubles were concentrated during this period, and he was extremely busy. Zhao Feng restored Ye Zhuolin's official position and let him resist a wave of enemy attacks.

At that time, Ye Zhuolin, who had been studying for three years, led 8 soldiers and horses, cooperated with other generals from inside and outside, and broke through from behind. With less than [-] troops, he successfully repelled [-] enemies.

Corpses litter the field, wars are everywhere, letters from soldiers' families are worth tens of thousands of gold, and the country is filled with sorrow and joy for a while.Zhao Feng held a celebration banquet for Ye Zhuolin and gave him ten thousand taels of silver as a token of appreciation.

"Ye Cong" became famous in the first battle, and then started an unstoppable road, and made outstanding military exploits. The enemy stationed in the barracks retreated eight hundred miles, and the offensive was suspended.

In the same year, Zhao Feng fulfilled his previous promise. Ye Zhuolin was appointed general, called "General Fengzhi", and became the youngest general in the history of Nanzhao Kingdom.

The author has something to say: Overhead history, just treat it as one tael of silver = 1000 yuan