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Chapter 75 5, Be loyal to the original self

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    Tianan seventeen years

    Imperial City

    At this time, the imperial city has completely lost the traces of the war seventeen years ago. It seems so prosperous, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the shouts of small vendors can be heard everywhere in the noisy streets.

    "Hey, uncle, I want a bunch of candied haws!" A handsome young man threw the copper coins in his hand to the small vendor, took a bite of the candied haws with a smile, the red hawthorns were hung with crystal clear rock sugar,  The boy immediately praised: "The candied haws from Uncle's house is the best!"

    "Hey, my little ancestor, why did you sneak out with me again? If this makes" a follower next to him yelled helplessly.

    "What are you afraid of, don't you still have thisYoung master will help you with it, don't worry, if you don't take you, who are you taking with you?  Yes, it¡¯s fun, and besides, if Dad asks about it, wouldn¡¯t it be nice to just say go to uncle? Remember, my name is now Yukun, if you tell me that you missed it, you will really be overwhelmed  Let's go! Let's go, accompany the young master to go to other places!" The young man said with a smile, and strode forward, looking at the prosperous scene of the Daewoo Empire, he couldn't help but feel a burst of emotion.

    "Seventeen years, seventeen years have wiped out the traces of the war, and there is no shadow at all, but it has become more prosperous and prosperous, but who remembers the tens of thousands of bones buried under the imperial city during the war?  ?¡± The young master sighed lightly, pursed his lips and said in a melancholy manner.

    "Young master, be careful. If those officers and soldiers hear it, you will have to explain it for a while. Don't cause unnecessary trouble. Last time you beat the young master of the Yuwang family, and last time you beat the eldest son of the prime minister's family.  Big last time" The guards reported all the famous names in the government and the public, but it was just a little trouble for the two of them!

    "I said Duan Xu, believe it or not, you are chattering around me, young master, I'll wet you! This name really suits you so well, your parents really have the foresight!" The young master rolled Duan Xu's eyes and said  .

    Duan Xu chuckled, scratched his head in embarrassment and replied with a smile: "Young master is not willing to kill me, if you kill me, no one will take you out to play!"

    "Cut, look at how dare I dare! Look at my stunts, the black tiger is heartbroken!" As he spoke, the young master put on a posture and rushed towards Duan Xu. Duan Xu dodged and ran towards the crowd, and the young man followed behind.  , the two of them were laughing and playing in the crowded crowd, so happy.

    The two of them rushed into a restaurant to have a big meal when they were tired, leaving behind a heavy piece of silver and rushed out. As the night was getting darker, the young master looked at the sky and asked with a smile: "Is the Qinglou going to open?"  ?¡±

    "Master, you want to" Duan Xu asked with a smile, but there was a bit of prevarication in his eyes.

    "Get out, you, you are getting more and more courageous now, even the young master, I dare to make fun of you!" The young master said with a smile, but there was a little more firmness in his eyes. Qinglou is a famous singing and dancing garden in the entire Daewoo Empire.  , all the girls in it have the posture of sinking fish and falling geese, and closing the moon to shame flowers, but they have always sold their bodies rather than their arts, even those big dignitaries from the capital are like this.  But there was only one day when the girl who wanted to leave was auctioned publicly. After paying the ransom, the deed of sale fell into the hands of the highest bidder, but there was a premise that the girl was willing.

    There was once a beautiful love story in the Daewoo Empire. There was a girl in the Qinglou who had been auctioned in the Qinglou for ten years just to wait for her beloved to come back, but she didn¡¯t know that his beloved had already died in battle.  On the battlefield, ten years later, his comrade-in-arms came here with his ashes and her ransom money, and said to the girl, let the girl redeem her body, find a clean man to marry, and don't wait for him anymore.  After the girl learned about it, she smiled at everyone present at that time, and said: "I have been waiting for you for ten years, but you have not returned. Now you are waiting for my concubine, how can I break my trust in you?" After speaking, she held the ashes of the soldier  He went out, and jumped into the moat outside the capital!

    The girl waited for her beloved, and his beloved also waited for the girl. Although it is a pity to die, it is not a kind of happiness!  Tragedy is not the most frightening thing, the most frightening thing is missing out.

    "It's really terrible to miss it. Although some things have been buried by history, it doesn't mean I haven't seen them!" The boy raised his head and looked at the palace not far away, and said with a little deep meaning.

    "Master, what are you talking about." Duan Xu asked in confusion.

    The young master gave Duan Xu a disdainful look, and said: "You are a rough old man, you know nothing about love, just be obedient, and when I redeem Miss Mo Wang, I will place it in the mansion in the capital!"

    "Tch, the young master looks down on me, don't you, let me tell you that I am separated from youThe little flower in the village is pretty. After I have made great achievements, I will go back and marry Xiaohua. When I left, Xiaohua was still crying and wanting to be with me. If her parents didn¡¯t look down on me, I would have died  Just marry her!  Duan Xu said proudly.

    The young master's eyes darkened, and he said apologetically: "Duan Xu, if you had been by my elder brother's side, you might have become the high official you long for with your martial arts and military skills, but your young master and I  , I can¡¯t get out of this capital city, this capital city is like a prison to me, it locks up your young master and my ambitions!¡±

    Duan Xu's small face turned red and he said repeatedly: "Master, what did you say? Duan Xu, although I don't know the truth, but I, Duan Xu, can tell who is good to me. The young master is good to me.  I just want me to march and fight for him, but the young master is different. The young master is kind to his subordinates, and the subordinates know it very well! You must not say that, young master, staying by your side is my own volition!  "

    The young master looked at Duan Xu who was blushing, and said with a smile: "Okay, I know you are loyal, so let me go along with you?"

    "Let's go, let's go!" Duan Xu looked at the young master's back, thinking to himself, if the young master didn't have you, the current Duan Xu is just a beggar on the street. Duan Xu's abilities are all given by the young master.  How can a person do such a thing of repaying hatred with virtue? The life of a villain will belong to the young master after that day!

    "What are you dawdling about! Why don't you hurry up and follow me?!" The young master shouted at Duan Xu. Duan Xu immediately reacted and followed the young master, walking towards the Qinglou not far away. The young master was dressed in a white robe  Like a handsome man walking out of a painting, followed by a straight servant, the two are as enviable as they are in a painting book.  This kind of master-servant relationship may be the only one in the ages!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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