I and my wife wear Taoist robes [Rebirth]

"It looks quite round, but as the saying goes, the moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round, and it will be even rounder tomorrow night." After the junior sister finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something, and grabbed Ming Yuan's sleeve with pity in her eyes. "Senior sister, are you homesick?"

"Everyone is here, we are your family, and you are our senior sister, no, dear sister."

Ming Yuan curled his lips slightly, turned his head and touched the top of the junior sister's hair: "Senior sister is enough to have you, but tonight I suddenly remembered a lot of things from the past, and I couldn't get back to my senses for a while."

The family left five years ago. When he was alive, his father often beat and scolded her and his younger brother when he lost money in gambling. Even his mother was not spared. She took into account the blood relationship and endured it all the time. Every time she was beaten, she tried her best to protect her younger brother. .It wasn't until her father sold her to the place of fireworks that she regretted that the so-called father didn't treat her as a daughter. Fortunately, that person helped her, and she had a new life later.Now she can't even remember her father's appearance clearly, and occasionally when she dreams back at midnight, there is only love for her young brother and suffering mother.

The deceased is dead, and now when I think of those things, there is nothing to be touched, just as if I have heard other people's stories, and let it go after sighing.

What Ming Yuan really thought about was someone else.

Seeing that Mingyuan's expression was wrong, and there seemed to be some secret hidden between his brows, the junior sister shook Mingyuan's sleeves, her big eyes flickered, and she looked pitiful: "Senior sister, let's go to the front yard with everyone, I just came over At that time, the centurion was talking about marching and fighting, which was wonderful! Go, go!"

The centurion is the biggest officer in the Guanli garrison, so he must know a lot, and he must not be able to avoid that person.

"Let's go, little smart."

"Okay, okay! Sister, let's go! The story should not be finished yet!"

The 13-year-old girl was bouncing and walking in front. From her hair to her clothes, from her hands to her feet, every part of her body seemed to be moving, like a butterfly in spring.Ming Yuan followed all the way, occasionally reminding her to pay attention to her steps.

Turning the last corner, the bright fire in the front yard flashed into sight. Under the moonlight, everyone sat on the floor and ate barbecue around the fire. There were tea cups and some small snacks on a small stone table next to it.From a distance, Mingyuan could feel the warm atmosphere.

"Senior sister, hurry up!" The little junior sister called her in a low voice, waving her hands, "Let's listen to the story!"

Ming Yuan walked closer, and a voice from the crowd was loud and powerful, and when he got close, Ming Yuan saw the situation clearly.It was the centurion who was speaking, gesticulating with his hands from time to time, and the surrounding junior sisters stared at him with their heads up and their eyes, listening very carefully.

"—It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast. In an instant, the tip of the sword had already reached his forehead, but this man's face did not change, he swung a thousand pounds, his body fell backwards, and the person holding the sword was thrown forward by such a flash. Seeing that the point of the sword is pointing down, it is still fatal, this person also swung the sword like this, got up and raised his leg, kicked that person out, and fell on his back!"

The centurion spoke vividly, his tone fluctuated with the plot of the story, coupled with the movements of his hands, it was wonderful!If it weren't for his official position, he might be suspected of being a storyteller.

"Wow!"

"God!"

"It's amazing!"

Ming Yuan looked at the admiring eyes of the junior sisters, and slowly sat down on the seat reserved for her.

"The centurion is talking about the prince, right?"

"Senior Sister, come!" The younger junior sisters gave the centurion a thumbs up, turned their heads and boasted as if presenting treasures to Mingyuan, "The centurion spoke really well! It turns out that the prince is so powerful!"

"There is no one who is not bad at walking through the bloody wind." Ming Yuan nodded towards the centurion, "Can the centurion tell you about your lord's injuries or setbacks on the battlefield?"

The centurion sighed, and slapped his thigh: "Whoever has not suffered a little injury in the battlefield, the prince must have many. I remember the battle of Chongshan most clearly. Although it was won in half a month, it sounds easy, but it is extremely powerful. Difficult."

"On the third day of the war, Xuanlin's gang of bastards sneaked into the nearby villages in the middle of the night using dirty tricks, killed and robbed the sleeping people, and finally burned down the house with a torch! "

"It's been an hour since the barracks got the news. Vice General Lu originally wanted to take a group of people to deal with the aftermath without disturbing the prince, but he didn't think that the prince didn't sleep at all because of the emergency of the war. He rode on his horse and took some soldiers to go. "

"It's time to see the prince again." The centurion got stuck at this point, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red, "I heard from the brothers that the prince left a few people in the village to check if there are any living people. She Take the rest of the people to chase Xuanlin and those bastards."

"There were a lot of people in that group, but the prince solved one-third with one person, and the remaining two-thirds were solved by the soldiers. The scene of the fight was extremely chaotic, and it was only discovered when everyone lit the torches after everything was over. , there are no less than ten wounds cut by the sword on the prince's body, and some places have no flesh, and the bones can be seen clearly, and the clothes are also covered with blood, and the original color cannot be seen."

The centurion turned his head to prevent everyone from seeing his face, and lowered his voice again and again: "Few people can bear that kind of pain."

Ming Yuan thought about the danger of fighting without eyes, but when he really heard it, his heart was still cut like a knife.The crimes and sufferings Feng Qingyi has suffered are far more than that of Ming Yuan.