Qinchuan's daily life is simple and boring, getting up early to exercise, looking at bamboo slips in the morning, sitting on the wall or climbing on the roof in the afternoon in a daze, and going to bed after dinner. Probably except for the lectures of a few days every ten days, he always spent his time alone in this blue-black wall.

As for the outside of the wall, he can't go out, and the guards will stop him very responsibly, and tell him that it is not peaceful outside, and for the safety of the son, it is better to play in the Guogong Mansion. When he was picked up from outside the wall several times by the guards, he gave up the idea of jumping out of the house.

It's like a bird in a cage, living according to a pre-planned route. Perhaps this will allow for limited freedom in the future.

Ten years of time passed quickly, since Gan Long came that day, he never came to the Guogong Mansion to teach Qin Chuan's homework, but he still sent a few rolls of bamboo slips, and passed the word to Qin Chuan, the city is busy with government affairs, just study by yourself.

When Qin Chuan heard this, he threw the bamboo slip on the ground, crossed his waist with one hand, and pointed to the sky with the other hand at Gan Long, and scolded Gan Long, and the filthy words between the words actually made the guards in charge of guarding quietly stay away. In their opinion, they can't afford to mess with Lord Chengmu, and they can't afford to mess with this son.

The guards of these Guogong Mansion knew Qin Chuan's identity well, and the son of the sin did not join the clan. But no one dares to underestimate this child who is only five or six years old, although he is a concubine, after all, he is the bloodline of the Duke of the Kingdom and the son of the Qin State. On weekdays, due to the coercion of the city pastor, they secretly cut some food and clothing for the little boy, but in the face of major rights and wrongs, they can still carry the weight.

On this day, a tall man wearing armor and a long sword at his waist rode a horse into the gate of Yongcheng, walked to the gate of the Guogong Mansion before stopping his horse, and got off the horse as soon as his body turned over, carrying a black clay pot in his hand, and walked straight towards the Guogong Mansion.

"Xiao Qinchuan, Xiao Qinchuan, look what I brought you." As soon as the man in armor entered the palace, he began to shout. When the guard saw the man's appearance, he quickly knelt down and kept shouting: "See the general." ”

The man in armor waved his hand and walked towards the inside of the Guogong Mansion without stopping.

Qin Chuan, who was originally washing clothes, heard the voice and knew that it was General Che Ying who came, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Uncle, I'm here." Qin Chuan stood up, put the clothes in his hands into the wooden basin, wiped his hands on the clothes, and ran outside, shouting as he ran.

Walking through the Dazheng Palace, Che Ying saw Qin Chuan running to him, and hugged Qin Chuan with one hand.

"Xiao Qinchuan, what delicious food did Uncle bring you?" Che Ying raised the crockpot in his other hand and shook it in front of Qin Chuan.

"I'm sure it's yellow mutton, I can smell it." Qin Chuan put his arm around Che Ying's neck and said happily.

"Just you kid, go, eat meat." Che Ying laughed, held Qin Chuan in one hand, and strode towards the three rooms in front of him.

"Uncle, did you just come back from the battlefield? How many days to stay in Yongcheng? Qin Chuan said with a grin.

"There has been no war recently, but it's coming soon, I'll leave tomorrow, don't pass by Yongcheng, just come and see you kid" Che Ying briefly explained his intention to Qin Chuan.

Walking to the front of the house, Che Ying put Qin Chuan on the ground, looked at the unwashed clothes in the wooden basin in front of the house, and suddenly became angry, "Your body is so weak, they can't bear to let you do such rough work, no, you wait, I'll go to those guards and ask for clarification." ”

Che Ying was really angry, this was the first time he saw Qin Chuan washing clothes by himself, when he was teaching schoolwork in the past, he always saw the clothes on the rope, and thought that someone was in charge, but today he found out that it was Xiao Qin Chuan who did it himself, he was the son of the Duke of the Kingdom, the son of the Qin State, how could he do such a rough job.

"Uncle, don't be angry, I didn't let them wash it for me, you don't know that I can wash it clean, it's cleaner than them, and I can do these things myself, and I don't have anything to do, so I don't have to trouble them." Qin Chuan pulled Che Ying's hand with a sincere face.

"Well, I will seek justice for you in this matter, you stand aside and rest, and I will wash you." Cha Ying put the crockpot in his hand on the ground and prepared to take off his armor and wash his clothes.

Qin Chuan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Uncle, let's come by myself, you run all the way, it's better to rest quickly." I can do it myself. After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves, squatted in front of the wooden basin, and began to wash his clothes.

No matter how seriously injured on the battlefield, Che Ying, who had never cried out in pain and shed a tear, saw Xiao Qin Chuan who was squatting in front of the wooden basin and carefully scrubbing his clothes at this moment, and tears unconsciously flowed from his eyes. He really wanted to go to the king and ask, is this really the right thing to do? Pull him to look at Xiao Qinchuan at this moment, and see if he will be heartbroken? Is it just because his surname is Qin that he should be treated so differently?

But Che Ying knew that he couldn't do this, because once this happened, for the honor of the Guogong, Xiao Qinchuan could either go away from home, or completely disappear from this world.

Suppressing the resentment and unwillingness in his heart, Che Ying put the crockpot into the house, and saw that the rolls of bamboo slips in the house were neatly placed, and he still felt some relief in his heart.

"Uncle Cha Ying, I'm done." Qin Chuan shouted loudly outside the house.

Che Ying came out of the house, ignoring the wetness on Qin Chuan's clothes, picked up Qin Chuan, pinched Qin Chuan's nose with his hand, and said with a smile: "Let's go, uncle will teach you boxing." ”

"Okay, my uncle taught me boxing." Qin Chuan cheered in his mouth.

"Xiao Qinchuan, how do I feel that you have lost weight? Are they withholding your food supply? ”

"No, I eat well every day, and I have meat for a meal. Uncle, you don't know that I have lost weight recently. ”

"What is weight loss?"

"Losing weight is the process of turning fat into muscle, and you didn't notice that I have more muscles?"

"No, how do I feel that you are just thin and light."

"Uncle, you are delusional."

......

The two walked and talked, and soon came to an open field. The guards who were hiding not far away and eavesdropping were covered in cold sweat, and they glanced at each other, and they all saw the happiness in each other's eyes.

In the open space, Che Ying played a set of army boxing, saying that boxing is actually a few simple punching methods summed up in the process of fighting in the battle formation, although the posture is rough, but it is still wide open and closed, and the momentum is majestic.

Che Ying's movements were very slow, and after two consecutive times, he stood aside and said to Qin Chuan, "Have you seen it clearly?" ”

Qin Chuan nodded, stood in the open space, and began to punch according to Che Ying's boxing path, the first time was relatively rusty, but after two times, he had mastered this set of boxing techniques, although he was not as tiger as Che Ying, but also showed a trace of momentum.

"Okay, it's worthy of my big Qin Erlang, I really have the talent to practice martial arts, come on, let's make a move, I don't need to use my hands, see if you can hit me." Che Ying walked up to Qin Chuan, looked at him with a smile behind his hands.

Hearing Che Ying's words, Qin Chuan muttered in his heart, I am only five years old, and I am not your opponent with the strength to breastfeed, this is obviously bullying children. But he still stood still, and his hands clenched into fists and attacked Cha Ying.

Of course, there was no suspense in the result, Qin Chuan was kicked by Che Ying at the beginning, although it didn't hurt, but it also made Qin Chuan feel a little embarrassed, Qin Chuan was a little embarrassed, relying on his small body, flexible steps, constantly wandering around Che Ying, seeing the opportunity to start attacking according to his next three sets, each punch used all the strength of his body, and a few times even hit Che Ying's lower body fatally, which made Che Ying a little annoyed.

Just when Che Ying was stunned, Qin Chuan's fist attacked Che Ying's lower body, Che Ying didn't think about it, he stretched out one hand to hold Qin Chuan's fist, and after a while, Qin Chuan's weak body was pulled in front of Che Ying, and Qin Chuan was lifted up with his arm, and the other hand slapped Qin Chuan's ass fiercely.

The sound of crackling suddenly resounded in this clearing.

The pain in his buttocks finally made Qin Chuan come to his senses, twisted his body and tried to get out of Che Ying's palm, and shouted loudly: "Uncle, you are cheating, you don't need to use your hands." Ahh Uncle, you, you bully children..."

Qin Chuan shouted in a mournful voice, and Che Ying heard his shout, and his raised hand stopped in mid-air.

"Does it still hurt?" Cha Ying said with some embarrassment. It seems to have been a bit heavy just now.

"Nonsense, of course it hurts." Qin Chuan said aggrievedly.

"Hahaha, it hurts, it hurts." Che Ying said with a smile.

Hearing Che Ying's words, Qin Chuan was a little confused, and suddenly stopped shouting, and said with some doubts: "Uncle, why is it good that I hurt?" ”

Che Ying smiled and said seriously: "Xiao Qinchuan, you have to remember that when you have the strength to bully others, you can choose not to bully others." ”

"What do you mean? I didn't understand. Qin Chuan was a little confused.

"To put it simply, what did you think when I first started fighting you?" Cha Ying said patiently.

"I'm not stupid, I'm definitely not your opponent, and fighting with you is purely beaten." Qin Chuan replied without thinking.

"Then I put my hands on my back, why did you agree to fight with me."

"Why would I go back on your word and beat you up against the rules?"

Qin Chuan was not stupid, after listening to Che Ying's two questions, and then thinking of what Che Ying said just now, he immediately understood the truth that Che Ying wanted to tell himself in this way.

The first truth is that if you are weak, you will be beaten, and Qin Chuan naturally understands this truth. The second reason is that when you have great power, you can hide these forces, and when you are in danger, these forces will help you turn danger into victory, and even defeat the enemy. The third truth is that only when you are strong can you choose to talk to others about the conditions.

Touching his buttocks, which were still hurting, Qin Chuan pursed his lips, and secretly thought to himself: There are many ways to make yourself understand this truth, can't you find a way not to spank?

"Uncle, my butt suddenly doesn't hurt anymore, I'm a little hungry, let's go eat yellow mutton." Qin Chuan grabbed the corner of Che Ying's clothes and was about to walk in the direction of the house.

Che Ying shook his head and entered the house under Qin Chuan's tug. Qin Chuan opened the crockpot, and sure enough, he saw the yellow mutton placed in the crockpot.

"Thank you, uncle." Qin Chuan picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, Che Ying didn't eat with Qin Chuan this time, just looked at Qin Chuan like this, and when Qin Chuan finished eating two pieces of yellow mutton, his hands were full of mutton fat and burping, and then Che Ying stood up.

"Uncle, didn't you leave tomorrow?" Qin Chuan asked suspiciously while licking the mutton fat in his hand.

"Alas, Uncle just remembered that there are some things that need to be dealt with, and there is about to be a war, so I won't be able to do my homework this month, and I will wait for Uncle to come and see you when he has free time." After saying that, Cha Ying walked out the door.

Qin Chuan hurriedly walked to the door, beckoned to Che Ying's back, and said loudly: "Uncle, you must come back alive." ”

Hearing this, Che Ying paused, nodded heavily, and then turned around and strode out of here.

"Uncle, you must come back alive..."Qin Chuan stood at the door and muttered in a low voice.

Qin Chuan has a very good impression of Che Ying, and it can even be said that it is a kind of dependence, he has been placed in this deserted monarch's mansion since he was a child, although he has the memory of the previous life, but he still feels lonely, and Che Ying is the first person who makes him feel not lonely. Qin Chuan regarded Che Ying as a relative.

Che Ying naturally couldn't know Qin Chuan's thoughts, passing through Xiao Qiang, the guards knelt down and saluted, seeing these guards, Che Ying said coldly: "Listen, Qin Chuan is the son of Qin, and his father is the monarch of Qin." I don't want to see things happen that I don't want to see, otherwise..."

"No," the guards replied in silence.

With a cold snort, Che Ying walked out of the gate of the monarch's mansion, flicked his horsewhip, and the war horse galloped quickly towards the outside of the city gate.

Che Ying left, Qin Chuan had a trace of loneliness on his face, but he quickly disappeared, returned to the house, covered the crockpot, put it under the bed, and then sat in front of the desk, and began to look through the bamboo slips, everything seemed to return to the previous trajectory of life.