The reborn prince is hard to raise

Yanyun six states.

In the military tent, Mu Hanying put the letter he had read in his hand on the candlestick and burned it, and the silver armor glowed light red in the light of the fire.

Mu Hanyi, who was sitting on the side, was carefully wiping a long gun in his hand. Seeing this, he asked, "Brother, is it San'er's letter?" It is particularly conspicuous, from the side of the nose to stop obliquely under the eyes, only half an inch away from hurting the eyes.

"Yeah." Mu Hanying nodded, her eyebrows were drawn like heavy ink, her lips were thin and tightly pursed, her expression was as cold as iron armor, but her eyes softened a lot, "The princess in the East Palace is not simple, Fortunately, he has no malice towards Hanjiang." Mu Hanying remembered what Mu Hanjiang had written in his letters over the past few years, and his expression gradually darkened.

The third younger brother still didn't realize until now that before he realized it, he had been firmly controlled by the crown princess on the rope of the East Palace, not by profit, but by friendship.

Just like this time, the princess concubine had the idea of ​​training soldiers, and the third silly brother took 1 people to camp at the West Back Mountain of the prince's other palace.

Mu Hanying shook her head helplessly, maybe this "stupid" third brother has realized it, but he is willing to be tied in this net.I don't know if such a temperament is good or bad.

"San'er's temperament is not suitable for going to a place like the imperial palace. Although he grew up watching military books, he is very good at marching and setting up formations to kill Xidi barbarians, but it is really difficult for him to use power and schemes. It's gone." Mu Hanyi also sighed a little when talking about it, every time he thought of Mu Hanjiang, his eyes always appeared in front of his eyes, like a wolf cub in the desert, with immature minions but already powerful.

I just don't know what the Mu family Saburo looks like now that I haven't seen him for many years.

From outside the tent came the shouts of soldiers practicing, and the sound of gold and spear colliding was like thunder.The place where they are stationed is Yingzhou, which borders Xiliang Kingdom. For hundreds of years, there have been many wars here, making the folk customs fierce and almost everyone practices martial arts.

"It's good to let him go to military training, otherwise he will become more stupid if he keeps reading military books." Mu Hanyi stood up, the emerald jade crown and purple gold inlaid on his shoulders were stained with dust and lost their luster.

He stuck his spear in the ground, and said to Mu Hanyi, "Okay, let's go. Next time, I will write to my father-in-law and tell him that we will also go to Beijing next year. We have to see how my Mu family Saburo is doing now. "No matter what, he was still a little worried.

"Brother, before that, take the Xiliang Kingdom back!" Mu Hanyi said as he swung his spear, the crimson cloak on his back fluttering like a flag.There was an almost insolent smile on his brows and eyes, but his eyes were stern.

If Mu's Hanjiang is still an immature wolf cub, then his two older brothers are Yuexia Silver Wolf. Their sharp claws have been sharpened on the battlefield and blood-stained halberds, and they are heading straight for the enemy.

Prince's other courtyard, West Back Mountain.

The sun was setting and it was midsummer, the mountains were dense, the vegetation was verdant, and the sound of forest springs could be heard from afar.Because this area is full of royal gardens, there are few people there.But at this time, there were bursts of shouts and cheers from the west back mountain, and the birds returning home in the forest spread their wings and left.

In the middle of the school grounds, Mu Hanjiang, who was shirtless from the upper body, stood in the middle of the field, looking at the thin man opposite him with a fighting look on his face, and said provocatively, "Axian from the Zhao family, let the young master do the math, you lost under the young master's hands." How many times? Well, hundreds of times?"

His muscles are tight, as if he is dormant with endless strength.At this time, his chin was raised high, with contempt.Beads of sweat continued to flow down his face and down his neck, and the clothes tied around his waist were dry and soaked, with white salt stains on them.

"Don't you know what it means to get more and more courageous when you get frustrated?" The man named Zhao Xian, who looked about [-] years old, didn't feel embarrassed when he heard the words, but looked at Mu Hanjiang with disgust, "every time No, did you leave something in your mother's stomach when you were born?"

As soon as the words came out, the soldiers surrounded by several layers burst into laughter.When they were all about to go back to the barracks after training, they suddenly heard that Zhao Hujun had issued a war letter to Mu San again, so they all surrounded the center of the school field enthusiastically.Although he was exhausted, he still sat neatly, which showed that the military style was strict.

Mu Hanjiang smashed the wooden stick to the ground heavily, splashing countless dust and sand, and said with a smile in his eyes, "I'll let you see if the young master's thing really fell into the mother's stomach!" When he stepped forward suddenly, there was a sweep, his movement was fast and powerful, the long stick brought up the wind, and the crowd roared again.

Zhao Xian didn't expect him to come without saying hello, and shouted "Mu San, this is a sneak attack!"Every time he suffers at the hands of Mu Hanjiang, but even now he is not sure of his strategy.

"Is this called a sneak attack?" Mu Hanjiang retracted his long stick, his face pale, "Young master is a sneak attack, what's the matter?" As he spoke, the stick slanted down again with the sound of the wind, leaving only an afterimage.

Zhao Xian reacted very quickly this time. Presumably he quickly adapted to Mu Hanjiang's unreasonable moves. He tiptoed the wooden stick on the ground and held it in his hand.When the two sticks collided, both sides were stunned, but neither put down their weapons.

Zhao Xian wiped the sweat from his face, the sand and dirt stuck to his face, he spat aside, threw the cracked wooden stick aside, and said loudly, "Mu San, if you have the ability to do it today, Come with bare hands!" As he spoke, he threw himself forward with all his strength.

There was a lot of applause around, and together they roared like a beast.

Not far from the school field, Gu Mingheng stood on the slope and looked at Mu Hanjiang in the field with a smile in his eyes.He suddenly thought, with Mu Hanjiang's habit of making moves like this, the enemy coach would really have a headache when it came to the battlefield.

"Young Master, this is the shortlist for this competition." Ah Zheng was wearing bunt, his skin was much darker than before, but he was in good spirits, and his muscles bulged faintly visible under his thin cloth shirt.It has been more than three months since he followed Mu Hanjiang to the West Back Mountain, and even his temperament has changed a lot.

Every three months, with a rate of 1 people, the imperial guards will gather to perform military exercises and have a big contest, and finally the top ten in the army will be determined.Gu Mingheng took the list from Ah Zheng and kept these names in his heart.He stood under the shade of a tree, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone over, making his eyes seem to flicker with flames.

"Ah Zheng, do you want to follow me back to the palace, or stay here in Xishan for a while?" Gu Mingheng put away the list and turned around to ask.Ah Zheng paused when he heard the words, and looked at the two naked men not far away who were flirting with each other, something seemed to be burning in his eyes.

He took a step back and knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and said, "I would like to stay in Xishan." After speaking, he raised his head, looked straight into Gu Mingheng's eyes, as if swearing to the sky, "Ah Zheng will follow the son in this life, and will never leave him. "

His face already had a masculine look, like a rock, unwavering.Behind him, there is a cloud burning in the sky, with the power of burning the sky.

"Do what you want." As expected, Gu Mingheng sighed, looked at the determination in his brows and eyes, and kept silent for a long time, "Today, I, Gu Mingheng from the Gu family in Puyang, give you my name, Gu Zhengge .I hope that the king will fight to defend the country."

Ah Zheng's eyes widened suddenly when he heard the words, he looked at Gu Mingheng in disbelief, his expression was shocked, and finally his eyes turned red.

As domestic servants, they could have a name, but not a surname—those who were born lowly did not deserve to have a surname.The most proud thing to be a slave is to be given a name by the master, and this name can be passed down from generation to generation, which represents supreme trust and glory.

But today, Gu Mingheng not only gave him his name, but also gave him the surname "Gu" as his surname.

Azheng touched his forehead to the ground, and said in a choked voice, "Gu Zhengge swears here, I will be loyal to the son, I will not violate the order, and I swear to be loyal, and the sky will be a lesson."

Gu Mingheng handed his right hand in front of Ah Zheng, smiling like the rising sun, "Get up, from today onwards, you are Gu Zhengge. I hope that one day, I can see you truly defending the country by fighting."

Ah Zheng raised his head, released his clenched hand and put it into Gu Mingheng's hand, and stood up, like a sharp knife from Kaifeng, with a terrifying sword intent.

Looking at Ah Zheng like this, Gu Mingheng suddenly felt difficult to understand.In the previous life, they and themselves were trapped in the palace city, and they did not see the sunset over the long river, nor the yellow sand in the desert.He still remembered that Ah Yu told him in his previous life that Ah Zheng's wish since he was a child was to become a general and lead thousands of troops to fight on the battlefield.

Ah Zheng, I hope that one day you will stop fighting and defend the country!

East Palace.

Today, there are only Lu Chengning and Xie Yunhong in the Chongwen Museum. The midsummer is bitterly long and the sun is burning like fire. Zheng Ruyuan thought it was annoying to read outside the window, so he simply let the two of them read the books by themselves, and if they have any questions, they will answer them.He leaned on the grand master's chair, with a cup of tea by his hand.

The book boy was shaking the feather fan by his side, feeling the cool breeze, and Elder Zheng's expression became a little more relaxed.He is old, it is really a bitter summer.But he understands that the current crown prince is fledgling, if he leaves the East Palace, it will be a big blow to the present crown prince.

He squinted his eyes comfortably, looking at Lu Chengning, who was writing the script, with relief in his eyes, this child is really more exciting than his father.

Xie Yunhong saw that Lu Chengning had looked out of the window for the tenth time in the morning - he could see the only way to enter the Chongwen Museum from there, and there was a hint of worry on his face, so he smiled and said, "Your Highness But worried about Ah Heng?"

Hearing his voice, Lu Chengning turned his eyes away from the window, and gave him a fixed look, "I won't tell you." He lowered his head and read the book.

The smile on Xie Yunhong's face froze, where did he offend His Highness?Or is there a problem with your own smile today?Even Mu Hanjiang would blush when he saw this smile.

Touching his own face, Xie Yunhong was very puzzled, thought for a while and asked, "Your Highness, who is more beautiful, me or Ah Heng?" He looked expectant.Zheng Ruyuan laughed secretly when he heard his words, but didn't make a sound.

Lu Chengning didn't raise his head, and said without hesitation, "Ah Heng." He said very resolutely, without any hesitation, and didn't even give Xie Yunhong any attention.

After hearing this, Xie Yunhong sat upright and silently comforted himself. It is better to wait for Mu Hanjiang to come back from the West Back Mountain before asking him. Ask His Highness—you will never get other answers, right?