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Zhang Chun's face turned white when he heard that he had to be shut up. Although he didn't worry about food or clothing, he could grind people to death just because he was bored.

He snored and knelt in front of Prince Zhao and cried with deep emotion: "Your Highness, I have no father or mother since I was a child, and I have no parenting. I don't even know a big character. How can I be a city Lord? But there are so many covetous conspirators staring at the position under my buttocks. One by one, I am their opponent?"

Tang Yue covers his eyes and says in his heart: the acting is different. He recites his lines one by one.

"You must understand my difficulties. As the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty. When you look at your royal highness, your face and temperament are the reincarnation of the real dragon. You must be a Ming king. If you give me ten years, no, five years, I will study hard and strive to be a pillar of our country who is dedicated to the country, the country and the people."

"Finished?" Prince Zhao asked lightly.

Zhang Chun licked his dry lips and shook his head, "listen to me again, just one sentence The hereditary system of the city master must be changed. If you let a baby as the city master, isn't it equal to driving the ducks on the shelf and forcing people to be difficult? It's a good opportunity for criminals to commit crimes. "

No matter how many rare words Prince Zhao understood, Zhang Chun was not afraid of boiling water when he finished this speech. He was still by Tang Yue's side.

He can see that this guy is doing well here, but even the prince often protects him behind him.

With such a supporter, what else should he worry about?

"It's useless for you to say anything before the judgment is made. It's up to the king." Prince Zhao pulls Tang Yue to his side. It happens that the guard who faints also wakes up and takes people away.

As soon as Zhang Chun hesitated, he was carried by the guard and left the temporary cage.

"Can you let me down and go by myself?" Zhang Chun asked weakly.

The guard sneered, "the Lord of Huangfu city is young and weak, and his legs are short and he can't walk fast. It's better for his subordinates to work for him."

I wipe, even a guard in the mouth? It is indeed the three quality control in front of the prime minister's door.

It was not until later that Zhang Chun realized what a stupid thing he had done. It was not good for him to knock out anyone. However, he was dizzy and had no worse status than him.

"What's your name, man? It's fate that we don't know each other

Tang Yue glanced back at them and whispered to Prince Zhao, "how can this guard look familiar?"

The prince Zhao replied without a squint: "he is the son of the Lord of Yuxin city."

“……” Tang Yue was stunned and deeply mourned for Zhang Chun for a few minutes. This boy is really in bad luck. Is he in conflict with the world?

He called out sympathetically to Zhang Chun: "Lord Huangfu, you should be calm and don't be impatient. Be careful of the attack!" If this is remembered and resented, even if you are psychopathic and neurotic, it will be miserable. Don't want it.

"Why don't you stay in the house tonight?" Prince Zhao stopped to invite Tang Yue.

Tang Yue shakes his head decisively, "the family affairs are busy, don't bother your highness." It's better to be cautious about sleeping in your fiance's house.

It's not that he is afraid of how he will do himself, but that he is afraid that he can't hold it for a moment and take the initiative to throw himself in his arms. That would be a shame.

Out of the prince's house, Tang Yue had a little tail behind him, wrapped in a turban, like a criminal fleeing in fear of crime.

"Do you need it?" Tang Yue was speechless.

"You don't understand. It's called avoiding suspicion. Although you have the support of the prince, we can't overuse this relationship. If someone knows that you are harbouring an imperial criminal, how can we mix up in the future?" Zhang Chun thinks that he is for the sake of both sides.

However, when he walked out of the prince's house, he saw that all the servants along the way were respectful to Tang Yue and turned a blind eye to him. Only when he got into the carriage and no one looked at him, did he feel that his behavior was a little redundant.

"Are they all blind?" Zhang Chun murmured to himself.

Tang Yue returned to him: "do you think who knows you in Yecheng?"

“……” Yes, he was not taken to the streets after entering the city, so that his popularity in Yecheng had not been opened, and the officials of the imperial court had hardly seen him. Naturally, no one would care about him as a 10-year-old child.

"Well, I've been worried for a long time." Zhang Chun took off the scarf that had been encircled and looked at the scenery outside the carriage.

"But what does your family do? Can a military doctor be so close to the prince? The whole Prince's house is respectful to you? "

Tang Yue, of course, would not say that it was his future husband's family. He turned his head and said, "you will know later."

Zhang Chun doesn't care. What identity Tang Yue is does not affect their relationship. He is like a drowning water. He suddenly pulls a life-saving rope and will not let go.

He was at a loss about the world, and his only hope was Tang Yue, even if he was a beggar.

The carriage stopped at the door of the Marquis of Liyang. Zhang Chun jumped out of the carriage and didn't recognize the four words for a long time. He could only follow Tang Yue into the door vaguely."I think I also got three good students at the beginning. Although I have a low degree, I can still read."

Tang Yue comforted him with a sentence: "don't worry, you think I'll balance, I'm a doctoral student, come here, but also become illiterate?"

In this way, Zhang Chun was much better in his heart. He put his tiptoe around Tang Yue's shoulder, "so you can be a pair of brothers and sisters."

Tang Yue "ha ha" a, "I'm afraid it's a little difficult, because I have learned all the words of this era."

“……” Zhang Chun was stunned and muttered in a low voice: "it's not enough righteousness!"

The Marquis of Liyang is very large, at least in the eyes of Zhang Chun, who has never seen the ancient noble houses.

"Your family You look rich. "

Tang Yue modest way: "general general general." In fact, in terms of wealth, the Marquis of Liyang can definitely rank among the top three in Yecheng.

After entering the courtyard of Tang Yue, looking at the thousands of square meters of houses and quadrangle pattern, Zhang Chun was even more surprised: "if it is in modern times, it will be a standard big local tyrant."

"Isn't that the case in your family? You are the biggest city in Qinyang, and the city master's office must be bigger and more luxurious! "

Zhang Chun tried to think about it and shook his head: "I was arrested just after I woke up. It's still midnight. I didn't even see what Xiamen looks like. I don't know if it's my house in the future."

In fact, Zhang Chun doesn't plan to go back to Qinyang. He doesn't like the place. He prefers to live in Yecheng. At least it's the capital of the country. It's only perfect if the original house can be sold to earn some money.

Maybe that house can be luxurious for a lifetime. It's beautiful to think about it.

It has always been Zhang Chun's ultimate dream to be a social rice worm.

Tang Yue opened the door, the furnishings in the room were in a glance. Zhang Chun sighed: "it's big, but I still like modern electrical life. When I'm cold and hot, I have air conditioning, I want to take a bath and have a water heater. If I'm bored, I can watch TV and surf the Internet. Even if I live in a room of more than ten square meters, I'm happy."

Tang Yue couldn't say which kind of life was better. He could only say that each had its own advantages. However, even if the modernization was better, they couldn't go back.

However, Tang Yue just had a little homesickness here. The culprit there had completely forgotten this melancholy and was drooling at the four maidens who came in.

"Tang Brother Tang, are they

Tang Yue's four maids were more refined after being coached by the old lady. At least, they didn't look like they were serving people at first.

Before smooth in the time, Tang Yue has not let them come back to serve, perhaps it is heard that the prince of hengguo went back, they volunteered to come back.

Looking at Zhang Chun's lascivious appearance, Tang Yue still thinks it's better to send people back to the old lady.

He doesn't mind having more than one lecherous friend, but it's hard to bear if this friend comes to his territory.

"Lang Jun, please change your clothes." Four maids came around and reached out to untie Tang Yue's belt.

"Cough..." Zhang Chun couldn't bear it. He reminded them that there were outsiders here. Could you stop being so bureaucratic?

"Well, you're going to pack up your own childe in the back room."

"Here it is." The four beauties step down obediently and wait until they disappear completely in the sight of Zhang Chun before he returns to his taste.

"Actually I think it's better to be ancient! " He immediately forgot about the so-called electrical life, and counted it with his fingers: "there are three wives and four concubines here. There are countless beauties sitting here. There can be servant girls waiting for you. When you come to your clothes, you can stretch out your hands and open your mouth. This day is like a fairy."

Tang Yuebai glanced at him, "are you so promising?"

"Isn't this the dream of all men? You look at the modern man, eat a bowl, look at the pot, three small four secretly raise, where there is convenience here? "

"That also requires you to have that thrust." However, the more he does not support this system.

It's a personal choice to have sex or love. It's not the right thing to say.

After taking a bath respectively, it was already very late. Zhang Chun yawned and went to his own room. Before going out, he asked: "can I have a beautiful woman to warm up the bed?"

Tang Yue sneered: "wait for your hair to grow together again."

A yellow haired boy still wants to think about seven and eight, and is not afraid of kidney deficiency!

Tang Yue took out the medicine box and rubbed the surgical tools one by one, "after that, I don't know if I can carry you forward."

He made two small toothbrushes with Li Zhaosong's carving knife, and specially engraved his and Li Zhao's names on the handle of the toothbrush. He drew a smiling face and an angry face, and looked forward to each other, as if he had a little more affection.

He was about to pack up his things and go to bed, when the door was knocked, which was frightening in the middle of the night.

In particular, there was a ghostly voice outside the door, "brother Tang Are you asleep? "Tang Yue strode to open the door, staring at Zhang Chun and asked, "why don't you sleep in the middle of the night? Knock on the door. Can you speak softly? Knock on the door loud enough. What's the matter with your empty talk? "

With a smile, Zhang Chun squeezed in from his creaky nest and rushed to Tang Yue's big bed with a pillow in his arms. When the quilt was wrapped up, he showed his head and said, "a man is afraid to sleep. He has not slept a stable sleep since he came to this world."

Tang Yue thinks about it too. This boy was arrested as soon as he came here. He lived in a prison cart all the way. He was also under house arrest when he arrived in Yecheng. He was not insane. He was very tough to bear.

Tang Yue didn't care about him, but confessed: "I'm gay. If you're not afraid of being strengthened by me in the middle of the night, just sleep here."

Zhang Chun's eyes widened and his mouth widened. He was stunned for a while and then said, "Oh, it turns out that we are still the same people. It's good to meet you!"

“……” This time, it's Tang Yue's turn to be silly. He stares at Zhang Chun with a pair of damned expressions. They all say that there is a sense between the same kind. Why doesn't he feel it in Zhang Chun?

Of course, if you can feel the same breath in a 10-year-old, it's probably not human.

"How can you be a concubine?" Tang Yue took off his coat and went to bed and grabbed half of the quilt.

"It's called masturbation, do you understand that?" Zhang Chun gets into Tang Yue's arms and tries to kiss Tang Yue's cheek, but he is blocked by the other side.

"If you want to sleep, just sleep, or you will be thrown out!"

"It's stingy not even a good night kiss."

"Ha ha..."

The two gradually fell asleep. In the dream, they almost had the same dream at the same time, dreaming that they returned to their hometown and the world they knew well.

There was a constant stream of traffic, a bustling stream of people, a noisy noise and the exhaust they were used to.

Tang Yue is sitting in his office, looking at the case in his hand blankly. An assistant beside him chatters about the diagnosis of a patient's condition.

"Director Director... "

Tang Yue looked back at him with a puzzled and surprised expression.

"Director, when do you think the operation schedule is appropriate? I've looked at your schedule and it's been full for the last week. "

Tang Yue pinched himself. In the dream, he didn't know whether it was true pain or fake pain. Anyway, his eyebrows were all pulled into a ball.

"You go out first. I want to be quiet."

"Director, what's wrong with you? Would you like to call Xiao Liao? He's not on the night shift today The assistant winked at him vaguely.

Tang Yue after a long time to react to come over, Xiao Liao refers to who, he has forgotten how long he did not remember this little boyfriend.

"He Are you ok? " Tang Yue died suddenly at that time. I don't know if the other party is sad or if he has shed a drop of tears for him.

"Well, how can it be bad? If you sponsor him, he will fly abroad to participate in academic exchanges. It's not that I said that you are too kind to him. If I had known that being your boyfriend would have such good welfare, I would have done better." The assistant replied with a slight jealousy.

Tang Yue opened his mouth and forced out a smile. He remembered that his assistant was indeed a joker, but sometimes his mouth was more open.

"You go out first."

"Well, you are really tired. Have a good rest. I'll call you back at lunch time."

Tang Yue didn't get up until he got out of the door. He looked around the office which belonged to him alone. Every furnishing in it was selected by himself. Every potted landscape was his designated variety. Everything was so familiar and strange.

"I must be dreaming! It must be! " Tang Yue murmured to himself, opened the door and went out. He met familiar colleagues all the way and said hello to him.

"Director Tang, the murderer who stabbed you has been tried and sentenced to eight years' imprisonment. He who was convicted of intentional wounding will finally help you out."

Tang Yue subconsciously touched his chest, how did he not die? Just hurt? Are you kidding?

He can't wait to untie the button to look at his chest. There is a finger long scar on his chest, and the shape of the scar is the same as that of the murder weapon that day.

"It's impossible! Is it a dream I had when I called from south? What about Li Zhao? What about Zhao Sanlang? What about the Marquis house? So many people you know? " Tang Yue stopped a nurse, grabbed the pen in her hand, tore the page and wrote a few words.

"Why? Director Tang, what words do you write here? It looks like seal script. I didn't expect that you could understand these ancient characters... "

Yes, if it was a dream, how could I write the characters of the Southern Jin Dynasty?

Tang Yue staggered out of the hospital and ran all the way back to his home.