Rebirth: Don't Be the Best

In the past few days, the bluestone slabs at the entrance of Shuitou Village are almost broken.The whole village was heavily guarded, and officials came and went.

The emperor's second son, His Highness King Cheng, was assassinated here.It is said that he was seriously injured, and it took a very risky life to save his life.Now the emperor knew about it, and sent over a dozen imperial physicians to treat him.Who among them would have such a lack of vision?Usually it is difficult to embrace this Buddha, but now that I have the opportunity, I don't want to show more courtesy.

After a few days of turmoil, the prince gave an order that he should take good care of his wounds, and the idlers should not interfere.As soon as this order came out, Shuitou Village returned to its original calm.

Zhang Shu was lying on the rocking chair under the tree, enjoying the family happiness.Zhang Qianjin brought over a piece of pastry for a while, and a piece of fruit for a while, wishing to stuff all the delicious things into his mouth.

Although the wound on his abdomen was bleeding a lot, it stopped as soon as the medicine was applied.After one night, he felt that the wound was a little itchy, as if he wanted to scab over.

He is very satisfied with his physique. If someone who does business without capital has his physique, it will be a serious problem.

It's a pity that he still didn't dare to let people know about it, and Li Mujin did all the dressing changes.

"Daddy, does it hurt?" Zhang Qianjin looked at him worriedly, as if recalling the horrible scene when his father went to the mountain to be carried down bloody that day, he couldn't help shivering.

Zhang Shu carried him up and sat beside him, touching his little bun, feeling a little guilty.The child had been having nightmares for several days in a row. Every time he woke up at night, he cried and called his father, not knowing what he had dreamed about.It turned out that he slept with Grandma Zhang, and now he pesters them to sleep together every night.

Zhang Erbao's cradle was also in the yard. For some reason, he burst into tears.Qianjin pushed her calf hard, jumped off the rocking chair, and then went to help her younger brother push the cradle, Zhang Erbao was really coaxed by him.

King Cheng wrapped himself up and sat on the other side, "Brother Zhang, how is it? Have you considered what I said that day?"

Zhang Shu didn't want to talk to him, he only found out after waking up that what the prince said that day was that there is no way to repay the kindness of saving your life, and the only way to repay this great kindness is to have a son and daughter with you.

Isn't this really revenge?Could it be that he had to label his brother to save someone?

"The daughter is so cute and smart, and this king likes it very much. Fortunately, that boy in my family is also a rare child of wisdom and wisdom, and he is also a good-looking talent. I think this marriage is still very good."

Zhang Shu looked coldly at him boasting about his son. It's not like he's never seen that little prince with a pair of flirtatious peach blossom eyes. His family's daughter doesn't like such a person!

Seeing that Zhang Shu was still indifferent, King Cheng decided on Zhang Qianjin, "Qianjin, Uncle's family has a younger brother who is older than you, do you want to go to Uncle's house to play?"

"No." The soft little voice sounded so heartless at this moment.

"Why not?"

"I have many younger brothers, and I also play with Brother Dabao."

"The little brother in my family is very good-looking."

"Daddy said, I'm the prettiest!" Zhang Qianjin said forcefully.

What King Cheng was about to say, the courtyard door was pushed open with a bang, and a small round shell rushed over, hugged King Cheng's leg and started howling, "Father! Wow, don't die, I won't be naughty anymore! I won't use your paintings to roast sparrows anymore, and I won't keep mice in your shoes..."

When Zhang Shu heard it, what kind of brat is this?If you put them here, you will be beaten to death.

Zhang Qianjin looked at King Cheng suspiciously, and his face turned red. Is this the good-looking little brother in the legend?This is clearly a fraudulent marriage!

King Cheng didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly, he picked up the little bastard who was hugging his leg, "Who brought you here?"

"The emperor asked me to come!" said the little prince, with a round and fleshy face, he looked cute, but his face was still covered with snot bubbles, and his clothes were baggy, which made him not look delicate. The little prince who is expensive, looks like a bastard from a common people's family.

King Cheng looked at the long convoy outside, called a guard, and questioned him.Turning around, she took off the little prince's pants, gave him a slap, and slapped him until he screamed.This bastard came here by himself hiding in the convoy. Thinking of the crying princess at home and the crying old lady in the palace, he felt powerless for a while.Why is this brat so good at finding trouble!

But he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, because it also showed that his son was still filial, and when he heard that his father was injured, he would sneak over to see him alone.

the palace at this time

"Come here! Bring Zhao Chengzhang, that brat, to the board!" The emperor shook his beard and looked at his favorite picture of a shrimp being painted with a big bastard, still holding his shrimp in his mouth. Almost fainted.

When eating at noon, the little prince seemed to have been hungry for a few days, his head was buried in the big sea bowl, and his face was covered with oil.

Once again, Cheng Wang felt that comparing goods with goods was worth throwing away, and that people were getting pissed off compared with others.Zhang Qianjin wears a small bib, and enjoys eating spoonful by spoonful. Occasionally, rice grains will fall out, and she will be careful to get rid of them.As for his son, not to mention his eating habits, he has no eating habits at all!It got all over the clothes too.

Occasionally Zhang Shu looked at him, but he didn't dare to look directly, for fear that Zhang Shu would scold him for revenge.

In fact, Zhang Shu did not. He just felt a little sympathetic to the little prince in his previous life. When his father died at a young age, all unscrupulousness had to be put away, suppressing his own nature, and living in a way he didn't like.

Although the current appearance is ugly, but he only harms his own family and does not harm others, so it is nothing.

After the bear boy finished his lunch, he started to feel sleepy.Since there were old men along the way, and there was no maid to take care of him, his appearance was relatively unrestrained. When Li Mujin helped him take a bath and changed his clothes, he still looked very good.

King Cheng carried him back to his room to sleep, and seeing his peaceful appearance when he fell asleep, he suddenly felt a sense of paternal love in his heart.The little boy is so kind, he never holds grudges, obviously he is not particularly kind to him, but he is still affectionate and affectionate, with eyes full of admiration.

When Zhao Chengzhang woke up, King Cheng was still awake.He rolled his eyes, sneaked out of bed, and tiptoed into the yard.

When he came in in the morning, he saw two white lambs tied under the tree.When he went out, he went straight to the lamb under the tree, touched it with his hands for a long time, and then took a dry branch to feed the lamb.

The lamb hides and hides, it doesn't eat this at all, and bleats when he pokes it.

Zhang Qianjin also woke up when he heard the sound. He looked at his father and father on the next bed, and carefully rolled out of bed, for fear of waking them up.

"Don't mess with my lamb!" Zhang Qianjin was angry, and the man was beating his lamb with a stick.

Zhao Chengzhang ignored his words and still wanted to stuff the tree trunk into the lamb's mouth.

Zhang Qianjin walked over with a small face, and pushed Zhao Chengzhang, "Don't mess with my lamb!" He aimed to emphasize mine.

"You still dare to hit me?" Zhao Chengzhang stared, looking a bit like his grandpa.He raised his fist, and then put it down resentfully. His mother taught him not to hit girls and brothers.Next time he will ask his mother, what if they hit him first?

Zhang Qianjin was very popular in the village, and she always faced him with kindness. She was a little afraid of such a vicious person, but fortunately, this person didn't beat him.

"Don't mess with my lamb," Zhang Qianjin's voice softened a little, "The lamb eats grass, do you want to go pick grass with me?"

Zhao Chengzhang suddenly realized, but when he was on the road, he saw sheep eating branches. Didn't they eat them?He forgot that the sheep he saw were very big, with sharp horns on their heads, and they also ate tender branches, such as dry branches, which even cows would not eat.

Zhang Qianjin had a small backpack, but Zhao Chengzhang was very interested and kept pulling it, so he let him carry it.

Zhao Chengzhang, carrying a small basket on his back, followed Zhang Qianjin out of the house, and the family's big dog followed, like a loyal guard.

Zhang Qianjin skillfully took Zhao Chengzhang to the place where he had been picking grass, which was actually between his yard and Dabao's yard.

Zhao Chengzhang plucked a blade of grass and threw it into the basket. The originally clean basket was immediately soiled with mud.

Zhang Qianjin went over and turned over the basket, poured out the grass, and knocked on the ground a few times to clean the mud.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Zhao Chengzhang stared again, are you against him?

"It's too dirty!" Zhang Qianjin said with disgust, and then demonstrated to pick some young grass leaves into the basket, then looked at Zhao Chengzhang expectantly, and motioned him to follow suit.

Zhao Chengzhang rolled his eyes. It was a bitch to do so. He knelt down, held down the roots of the grass with one hand, and plucked a handful of grass above it with the other, and pulled a handful down.

Zhang Qianjin's mouth is round and round, it's so much, so it can still be like this!

Zhao Chengzhang was proud of himself, look, this is the way a man pulls weeds!

The two squatted down to pick some grass. Zhao Chengzhang suddenly heard the sound of a cricket. His eyes lit up and he found it in the grass in the corner of the wall.

Zhao Chengzhang rushed over with a tiger and caught the cricket.He played with it for a while, and then in a blink of an eye he saw the little man squatting on the ground, with his bun swaying, and an evil light flashed in his eyes, waiting for this fierce brother to be scared and cry like a palace Like the sisters in the house, and the maids in his house.

He walked up to Zhang Qianjin mysteriously, and then suddenly spread his hands, "Look, what is this?"

Zhang Qianjin was really startled as he expected, and let out an "ah", but his next move was to snatch the cricket from his hand, throw it on the ground, and stomp it down.

"Thank you, the chick likes to eat this very much." His eyes were full of excitement. He saw the chick eat this kind of bug several times, but he couldn't catch it once.

Zhao Chengzhang stood there with a dazed face, why wasn't he afraid of this?Those sisters in the family are so old, they are obviously very scared, his mother is even more scared!

Zhang Qianjin's small figure became taller in his eyes at this time, he squatted down silently, and began to pick grass seriously.

Zhang Qianjin couldn't catch crickets, but he could catch one kind of insect. He probed to find it.

Zhao Chengzhang was pulling weeds, when suddenly a long, black, wriggling thing was put into his hand, and the brother in front of him smiled and said, "This kind of worm chicken also likes to eat."

Zhao Chengzhang, "Wow... ah ah..."