The peak showdown between fast travel and fast travel

Five hit two, or five hooligans against two second-generation ancestors who are not working hard, the outcome is clear at a glance.

But, who stipulated that you can't run if you can't win?

In the middle of the little emperor's beating, Yang Jue, who was still beating excitedly just now, suddenly gave him a wink. Before the little emperor realized what was going on, Yang Jue's wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The next moment, he was dragged by Yang Jue and ran wildly in the alley.

The sound of shouting and beating was whistling in his ears, and the wind continued to pour into his throat. After a while, the little emperor felt that his throat was cut by a knife without opening his mouth, and the area around his lower abdomen was also painful, but he knew very well Can't stop now, and he won't be allowed to stop.The two of them ran countless trails all the way, and the five hooligans must have been exhausted from chasing them. The two of them gasped, looked back for a while but did not see them catching up, and finally stopped and sat down on their buttocks. on the ground.

"I'm exhausted." The little emperor gasped, "I've never been so tired since I was born!"

Yang Ping smiled: "What is this? When I was learning how to shoot a gun, every morning when I got up, my master would catch me running laps. At the end of the run, my legs were shaking so much that it wasn't my own. I couldn't stop even if I wanted to."

"Where is it so exaggerated?" The little emperor expressed his disbelief.

"One or two laps may not be enough, run ten or twenty laps, you will know if you try."

"I still don't believe it. If you had been running like this since you were a child, how could you be panting like this after running such a distance?"

"That's because..." Yang Juan suppressed all the smiles on his face as he spoke, and turned his head to find that his hands and the little emperor's were still tightly clasped together. The two of them were a little embarrassed for a while, and quickly let go of their hands.

At this time, the little emperor also remembered what Yang Jue said to the general, "Yes, you cut my hamstrings for my own good, and it is for my own good that you don't allow Mr. , whatever you do is for my own good!"

He suddenly realized that he had said something unflattering.

Quickly changed the subject, "Why did you save me, don't you hate me?"

Beating him like this with such a heavy hand, why did you risk being beaten to save yourself.

Yang Jue touched the corners of his black eyes, and silently turned his face away, "I don't hate you."

"You don't hate me? Then you still hit me!" The little emperor exploded.

Yang Yan hurriedly said: "Obviously you were the one who was rude to my father first!"

"I am the emperor!" The little emperor objected.

Yang Yan refused to accept it, "He is a great general, and he was born and died for the great Chu's country. Without him, you are nothing!"

"you you you!"

Yang Jue rolled up his sleeves, "Do you want to fight again?"

The little emperor shrank his neck and turned his head, "But, I am the emperor... Isn't the emperor the biggest in the world?" He said a little aggrieved, "Why, why...whether it is the queen mother or the general must be given priority. to me."

"Because you are incompetent." Yang Ping's words were not polite.

The little emperor blew up again, turned his head and stretched out his hand, wanting to pounce on Yang Jue's collar. Yang Jue moved aside, but the little emperor was in vain. Yang Jue had already stood up, looking down at the little emperor who was sitting on the ground , "A Mingjun is worthy of a strong minister. Your Majesty is not a Mingjun. How can he be respected by the ministers, and how can he suppress the general who is a strong minister?"

"I..." The little emperor was at a loss for words, and twisted his fingers, "I've worked very hard."

Whether the little emperor worked hard or not, the little emperor himself knew. Yang Yan snorted coldly, turned around and did not answer.

"Why are you like this? I didn't work hard. Did you try hard again? Don't you just muddle through, you're even more than me, you..."

"I'm already a useless person." Yang Yan interrupted the little emperor.

"..." The little emperor was taken aback for a moment, and looked at his feet subconsciously. If the general hadn't hurt his feet, what would Yang Jue look like today? Create a legend; or shroud in horse leather, sacrifice for the country?But no matter what kind of ending it is, it will never be like now, not to mention being mediocre for a lifetime, and even being called a dandy.

The little emperor thought of himself, what would he look like if he had not been chosen by the queen mother.

It should be to learn what he likes, to be a prince who is not short of money, and to play with what he likes. Others will only praise him for his elegance, and will not call him useless like the Queen Mother, or even blame others for it.

In a sense, he felt that he was very similar to Yang Jue, who obviously didn't choose the life he chose, and was judged and scolded as trash by those who asked them to choose this way.

At such a moment, an unprecedented desire surged in the little emperor's heart. Whether he likes it or not, whether he can do it or not, he wants to give it a try. He doesn't want to be a waste. He looks at Yang Jue who is opposite, He asked a question that he thought was extremely naive and naive five years later, "Yang Ping, if I can help you, if I can become the Mingjun you said, will you be my strong minister?"

Yang Jue turned around immediately when he heard the words.

The little emperor continued: "Maybe we still have nothing and can't do anything, but we won't have nothing and can't do anything for the rest of our lives. Yang Jue, we are all the same, I need you."

Yang Jue looked down at the little emperor who was only a little taller than his shoulders now, wondering if he overestimated his lack of experience, his words far exceeded his expectations, all he wanted was to take advantage of the little emperor The emperor's attitude as a passer-by, first let him feel pity for what happened to him, and then he doesn't know each other without fighting, and then fights hooligans together, escapes from the hooligans' hands, and then has a friendly half-heart-to-heart talk to deepen the relationship between each other, so as to pave the way for future success. Infiltrated into his life as the basis.

Unexpectedly, the little emperor would say, "Would you like to be my courtier?"

The recruitment order has already been thrown out, no matter how much the little emperor will remember in the future, it is absolutely impossible for Yang Jue to give up such an opportunity now.But he didn't agree immediately, he asked first, "Why do you believe me? What happened to me, that was ten years ago, when I was still a little kid who didn't understand anything, my essence was you This is what I see now, a tyrant who bullies men and women and acts recklessly."

The little emperor blinked his eyes after hearing this, "There are not so many reasons, just like what the Taifu said, don't doubt the employing person, don't use the suspicious person."

After Yang Jue listened and saw that he didn't answer, the little emperor thought he had said something stupid again, and suddenly Yang Jue knelt down in front of him on one knee, "Your king treats him like a gentleman of the state, and the minister must repay him as a gentleman of the state."

The author has something to say:

The little emperor is good at strategies because he is young and inexperienced, and what he said is like many ignorant teenagers who think that if they work hard, they will surely succeed in something. In fact, he is so hot-headed and passionate. Fan, if you encounter setbacks afterwards, whether you can persevere depends on the situation at the time.