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They ran to the rear and looked for the past in one of the tumbrils, only to see the fat man in the last one.

Zhao San Lang rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush up to beat people. Tang Yue was busy holding him and carefully observed the people who were playing with him. He found that he was a half old child.

The boy didn't know his identity. He sat alone in a prison cart. He was about ten years old. He looked smart and smooth. Compared with him, he was more honest and honest.

"Who is he?" Tang Yue pulls one side guard to ask.

"Sir, he is the Lord of Qinyang City."

Tang Yue was surprised, "how did you catch him?"

"I don't know." The guard pleaded guilty and went on.

Tang Yue and Zhao Sanlang looked at each other and realized that Zhao was a native of this era.

"The Vice City Lord of Qinyang City colluded with bandits and hurt the people. The city master should also bear the crime of lax administration."

"He's still a child." Tang Yue couldn't help but mourn for the boy for a while. Although he was born, he was destined to be extraordinary, but he didn't have enough time to grow up. He was only ten years old. How could he manage a city well.

"I won again. Where's the food? Come on The kid put his hand in front of Ping Shun, and when the other party took out a piece of cake, he immediately took it and put it into his mouth. It was the same as having been hungry for ten days and a half months.

"Don't the prisoners give food?" Tang Yue thought, with Prince Zhao's character, should not abuse prisoners?

However, it is Zhao Sanlang who is in charge of grain, which is not good, so he turned his eyes to Zhao Sanlang.

"Why do you look at me so much?" Zhao Sanlang was confused. After blinking his eyes twice, he understood the meaning of Tang Yue. Suddenly, he burst out, "well, Tang Yue, you treat me like this. Is this the kind of person?"

Tang Yue shook his head. "No, I'm just worried about the lack of food, so..." You know.

In case there is not enough to eat, the prisoners must be the first to starve. This is a fact that needs no argument.

Zhao Sanlang didn't pay attention to him. He ran to knock on the prison car and asked, "Hey, boy, you cheat on food. Are you all fed to the dog for breakfast?"

Pingshun threw away the small stone, scratched his hair, and looked at Tang Yue and Zhao Sanlang in embarrassment.

He was also inadvertently picked up by the boy, found that he was quite fun, and willing to play with himself, purely to relieve boredom.

"It's not enough. The bowl of porridge is not enough to plug the teeth. Don't you know that children eat a lot?" After eating a piece of cake quickly, the small town owner glanced at them and asked Pingshun, "do you still want to continue to play?"

He shook his head smoothly and handed him the empty cloth bag. "There is no food left."

The town owner immediately pushed him away, facing the other two people, and asked with a smile, "do you want to play? Give a piece of cake to the loser. "

Tang Yue blinked his eyes, inexplicably felt that the kid was kind.

In other words, it is the tone and manner of the Imp's speech that makes him feel familiar.

"What are you playing with?" he asked quietly? Throw stones? How to play? "

The small town owner taught him enthusiastically, "it's very simple, each of us divides ten small stones, puts them in a certain position, and then flicks out our own stones. If you can hit the original stones, you will eat them. Whoever loses ten stones first will lose."

Very good, it is the simple version of the ball. Tang Yue looked the kid up and down several times, trying to find a little bit of fellow Townsman's temperament.

"How about a different one? Let's play guessing stones. As long as we guess the stones in my left hand or right hand, we can win. How about

Tang Yue shook his head, the other side frowned, touched his chin and thought for a moment, "then the four of us can actually play a more interesting game, but there are no props."

"What is it?"

"You don't understand that!" The owner of the small town shrugged his shoulders and looked lonely. "Ah, life is really lonely like snow!"

Tang Yue opened the door of the prison cart and went in. The guards saw it and no one stopped him.

Probably because there is only one child in this prison cart, there are guards around him, so he is not afraid to run away.

"What's the point of playing with these? Change one." Tang Yue squeezed away smoothly and sat opposite the small city Lord.

"What do you want to play with?"

"Will you fight against landlords?"

“……”

"Where's the bullfight?"

“……”

"Or do you like playing mahjong?"

“……” The imp stares at Tang Yue in horror and retreats until he can't retreat. He points to Tang Yue and says, "you You... " For a long time.

Tang Yue stretched out his hand to pull people in front of him. The prison cart was so big that where could he hide?

From the boy's expression, he already knew the answer. An indescribable mood rushed to his heart. Tang Yue looked at him and asked, "do we need to talk?"

The other party nods hard, suddenly tears jump out, pounce on hold Tang Yue to cry.This scene not only scared Zhao Sanlang and Pingshun, but also looked at the two people holding each other in surprise.

Tang Yue gently patted his back, "OK, you cry a hair, are you really a child?"

The other party's tears suddenly stopped, raised his head and red eyes and said, "at least now it is!"

Tang Yue drove Pingshun out of the car and told them to go further. Then they sat side by side in the prison car to chat.

This kind of strange experience said many are tears, Tang Yue can not help but also was called up sad things, shed two tears.

The boy's former life name was Zhang Chun. He was a little actor who played the role of a dragon. He dressed up as a corpse and dressed as a passer-by. His father is unknown. His mother is a sex worker. He died of a blasting accident ten years ago. He woke up and found himself a 10-year-old child.

Of course, this is the life that Tang Yue summed up for him. In Zhang Chun's words, "I didn't have a father since I was a child, and I don't know which man provided sperm. But if I calculate by my appearance, I'm certainly not a handsome guy. Otherwise, maybe I've been known for a long time. My mother stands on the street and talks about one or two regular boyfriends. Anyway, I can't die of hunger.

When I was 13 years old, my mother died. As soon as she died, I began to rely on myself. I worked as a dishwasher and a waiter. Later, when I watched too much TV and wanted to be famous, I started to run a trick. Lying down and earning dozens of yuan a day was not as easy as carrying dishes? What's more, if I'm taken in by some big director, I won't be popular? "

"Well, when you came here, you were very cool. The city Lord, you are so powerful. But why can't you even fight the ancient times? He was also implicated in the prison wagon. "

"Grass! You think I like it. As soon as I wake up, I see a group of soldiers rush in and arrest me. I thought I was acting. Later, I realized that the unfortunate child was so scared that he swallowed poison and died, and I became a scapegoat! His grandmother is a bear

"It's not bad. At least, he picked up a life and came to an ancient tour. His identity is not bad. There is a front"

"ah? Is there a future? It's not to be pulled back and beheaded? " Zhang Chun grabs Tang Yue's hand and anxiously asks him that he thinks he is dead. He wants to be a dead ghost, so he can eat smooth food every day.

"No, at most, you are a crime of poor supervision and lax administration. It is estimated that you will be deprived of the title and dismissed. Your life will be fine."

"Brother, I'm at ease with your words." Zhang Chun suddenly felt relaxed, "I will follow you to mix up, say, what do you do?"

Tang Yue thought for a while and replied, "I used to be a surgeon. Of course I come here to continue to be a doctor."

"Oh, yes, military doctor. It's great!"

Tang Yue laughs and exposes it temporarily. He thinks: if he really agrees with Wang zizhao and becomes a prince's concubine, will he frighten this boy to death?

"I'll learn medicine from you, then?" Zhang Chunxing said enthusiastically, "although I have a low degree, I have a good brain. Now I start to learn at this age. Can I always graduate in ten years and eight years?"

Tang Yue thought deeply, "OK, but are you really interested in doing this? In fact, you can consider doing business. In this era, the status of businessmen is very low, and maybe they are not so bright. "

"Yes, my dead mother said that I was smart when I was young, and I was definitely a big boss when I grew up. I didn't mix up in my last life. I can continue to work hard in this life, ha ha..."

Seeing that he has been immersed in the dream of being a big boss, the more Tang can't bear to interrupt him and can only watch him be silly.

"Xiao Lang, your highness, please go over." A little soldier came up and said, standing outside the cart.

Tang Yue glanced at the sky and found that they had been chatting for a long time unconsciously.

"Then I'll go first, and you will continue to plan your beautiful blueprint!" Tang Yue patted Zhang Chun on the shoulder and got off the prison cart.

He took two steps, turned back and made a bow to him. He said in a loud voice, "take care of your health, little city Lord. You have a long history of heart disease. You still need heart medicine and medicine. You need to be relieved."

The people around were relieved. It turned out that the city Lord was ill. No wonder he cried so bitterly just now.

Think about it, such a small child has no father and no mother, a person to take such a big responsibility, be ignored by people, and finally end up being implicated. It's really pitiful.