The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Mu Qiu——I wish I had listened to you earlier. Now that I think about it, you have actually said these things to me back then, but I never took it to heart, and I just feel that you are nagging... ..."

Song Zichen was stunned for a while, then finally shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed very lightly: "At that time, my mind was full of the things Song Zixuan taught me, how to plot against others, how to use others, and I felt that I was better than anyone else. Now it looks really ridiculous..."

"Actually, what I said to His Highness is nothing more than how to calculate others, but the calculation method is different."

Mu Qiu couldn't help but smiled, and responded in a warm voice, straightened his body a little, coughed twice and said seriously: "Whether in the past life or in this life, His Highness has always been a very clean person, but His Highness must understand , Many things in the world are not black and white. It doesn’t mean that as long as you use others, participate in seizing the heir, and play tricks with others, you must be a villain, it’s nothing more than different methods and different positions.”

"I remember."

Meeting the man's gentle gaze, Song Zichen nodded earnestly, walked over slowly and sat beside him, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled and shook his head: "I thought it would be quite difficult, to win people's hearts, to Make people work for you, but never thought that as long as you give them some attention and trust, they will follow you so wholeheartedly..."

"Your Highness, don't think like this—otherwise, you will suffer a lot in the future."

Mu Qiu shook his head lightly, replied patiently, and patted his arm with a light smile: "Now all your Highness meets are military personnel, protons of the Huns, sons of Fanbang, and most of them have a bright and cheerful temperament. Ruhao, as long as we can get along with each other with heart, it will be easy to make it. But when we return to the capital, His Highness will meet a group of completely different people. At that time, His Highness will definitely feel uncomfortable, and even have to do something against his will ..."

"Don't worry, I'm mentally prepared for this—if you can't even do such a little thing, don't keep thinking about taking the heir."

Song Zichen nodded and responded calmly.Just when he was about to say something more, Mu Qiu suddenly raised his hand and gently pressed his arm, then turned his eyes to the door: "Who is outside, what's the matter?"

"it's me……"

A timid voice came from outside the door, and the door was pushed a little, revealing the still pale face of the Hun boy: "Brother Song, Brother Mu..."

"Su Tuhe?"

Mu Qiu couldn't help being slightly surprised, exchanged glances with his Highness, then nodded slightly at him: "Don't be afraid, just come in——When did you wake up?"

"I just woke up, Brother Meng told me to come find you..."

Su Tuhe ran over quickly, threw his head into Mu Qiu's arms with tears in his eyes, and hugged his arm tightly with sobs: "Brother Mu, they are all gone—brother doesn't want me anymore, what should I do?" ..."

"Don't worry, tell me slowly, what's going on?"

Embracing the young Hun who rushed towards him with one hand, Mu Qiu patiently patted him on the back, and asked in a slow voice.

Su Tuhe's face was full of tears, and he lay on the side of the couch and wiped his tears with his hands, choked up and said in a low voice: "I don't know—it seems that they suddenly quarreled, and then the second brother suddenly became angry with the eldest brother , wanted to chop him with a knife, but in the end I didn't know why I couldn't do it, so I threw the knife on the ground. I didn't dare to come out from the side, and I didn't dare to intervene, so I didn't quite hear what they were saying. What……"

"Probably let that guy see it, otherwise the two of them probably have nothing to quarrel with."

Song Zichen interjected in a low voice, met Mu Qiu's eyes, and found the gloomy look in the man's eyes, but couldn't help but sighed lightly: "Guan Tiantai did this almost entirely for his brother's sake." , but that younger brother of his might not appreciate it..."

Mu Qiu just shook his head, didn't answer anything, and patted the young man's shoulder lightly: "What happened later? Why did you suddenly catch fire?"

"Later—then the elder brother suddenly started to vomit blood. He vomited a lot of blood. The second elder brother was also so scared that he didn't know what to do. He just hugged him and cried, saying that I don't blame him for anything, as long as he lives..."

The boy lowered his head with red eyes, choked and said in a choked voice: "Just when all of us didn't know what to do, the Han uncle from before suddenly came and asked the second brother to hand over the eldest brother to him. The eldest brother was already Passed out, the second brother didn't want to agree to him, but the Han uncle said - if the eldest brother is not handed over to him, the eldest brother will die soon, and there is no chance of surviving at all... Later the second brother agreed, After the Han uncle took the eldest brother away, he set fire to the camp and took everyone back to the desert. I also wanted to go back, but the second brother told me to follow the eldest brother, not to follow him, he I don’t want to have any more brothers, I want to find my eldest brother, but they are gone too... I cried and ran around, and finally got tired of crying, so I slept in the snow..."

Listening to his intermittent and chaotic retelling, even Song Zichen who was at the side couldn't help frowning, and rubbed the young man's head vigorously: "These two are brothers, and they actually left the youngest brother on the ground like this!" No one cares about it—is the leader crazy? He can blame his brother, but why did he take his anger on the child?"

"His attitude towards Wulangmu was very strange. I remember that he also said that Wulangmu is a child brought back from outside, not necessarily his younger brother."

Mu Qiu shook his head, replied in a low voice, and patted the Hun boy on the shoulder lightly: "Okay, your two brothers don't care about you, we care about you. Come with us back to the Central Plains, if I don't guess If you make a mistake, your elder brother will also be taken back to the Central Plains by that uncle, and when you grow up, you can find him yourself, okay?"

"really?"

Wulangmu's eyes lit up suddenly, he grabbed his sleeve, and raised his head expectantly: "Can I really find my eldest brother? I really want to find him——Second brother is only doing it for the sake of my eldest brother." He will talk to me, but he doesn’t treat me like a younger brother, I know that in my heart. Maybe I’m just a wild child, only the eldest brother is willing to talk to me, and the rest of the people actually look down on me..."

"Yes, I will always find it."

Mu Qiu nodded lightly, responded with a smile, patted his head again, and said in a slow voice, "Did Brother Meng change your clothes for you? Do you like Han people's clothes?"

"I like it, this kind of clothes are much softer than ours..."

The young man's pale face couldn't help turning a little blush, but he still nodded vigorously, pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Actually, I seemed to wear this kind of clothes when I was young, but the leader won't allow me to wear them. This doesn't look like the son of the Huns..."

A thoughtful gleam flashed across Mu Qiu's eyes, and he exchanged a glance with Song Zichen, but he still didn't say much, just patted the young man's shoulder lightly: "It's okay, you can wear whatever you want in the future—" Do you want to follow Brother Meng or follow us? If you are in the army with Brother Meng, you will be more comfortable than following us."

"I—I still want to follow you..."

Wulangmu was already more familiar with Mu Qiu, but it was the first time he came to such an unfamiliar place, so he naturally looked forward to staying with people he knew well.Meeting Mu Qiu's gentle and patient eyes, he mustered up his courage and said loudly: "I can do any job! I can feed horses, milk cows, sweep the floor and wipe the table, and cook. I have plenty. Work hard! I heard from the leader that if I follow you, I will serve people—but it doesn’t matter to serve people, I was originally a coolie, and you took me in, so I should have repaid you..."

"You don't need to do those rough jobs, you can just be a little book boy for His Highness, serving tea, pouring water and grinding ink on weekdays, it won't be too hard."

Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing, and patiently patted him on the shoulder, then looked at Song Zichen who looked surprised, smiled and said softly: "Your Highness, let the soldiers take care of him for a while, learn the rules for a few days and then come over , What do you think, Your Highness?"

"I agree—"

Song Zichen answered subconsciously, met his gaze, but had to be discouraged, and shook his head with a wry smile resigned to his fate: "Very good, then let's make it so--Wulangmu, what do you think? "

Wulangmu didn't know much at first, but when he heard the conversation between the two, he just nodded vigorously: "I'm fine no matter what - I will learn the rules and try my best not to cause trouble!"

Looking at the young man's clear eyes, Song Zichen couldn't say anything to refuse, so he just nodded, and handed Wulangmu to the soldiers, and briefly told them to take him away, so he quickly Stepping back to the house, he shook his head helplessly and smiled wryly: "Mu Qiu, if you say yes, you will agree - don't you feel uncomfortable with the little tail next to the two of us?"

"Your Highness, don't worry—I always feel that Wulangmu's identity is a bit strange, and I still need to carefully consider it. I really don't feel at ease when I put it outside. It's better to put it next to you and me, and watch it carefully."

Mu Qiu shook his head lightly, and replied in a warm voice, with a hint of thought in his eyes: "If I'm not wrong, I'm afraid he still has some kind of unbroken connection with those in Beijing. After returning, his identity will also be a very useful basis..."

"His identity? But even judging by his appearance, he is more inclined towards the Huns..."

Song Zichen frowned puzzledly, then shook his head puzzled.But Mu Qiu just smiled helplessly, raised his hand and gently pressed his shoulder, and said in a slow voice: "Your Highness, it seems that I need to teach you the most important method to win the heir - listen more Those messy news, especially who is not dealing with who, who has an adopted son and adopted daughter outside..."