"King, turning over the mountain in front of you is Xianyang City, do you want to rest for a while?"

Time flies like a white horse, time passes lightly from the fingertips, five years, Meng Yi has left Xianyang for five years, and in these five years, things have long been wrong.

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Meng Yi closed his eyes and pondered, and when he heard that he was about to arrive in Xianyang, he slowly opened his eyes, and after arranging the affairs of Baiyue, he went north to Xianyang.

It's just that this time he went north not as the "King of Baiyue", but as a businessman, and he never dressed as a Baiyue to serve, just like a group of ordinary businessmen.

"No need, it's important to hurry, try to get to Xianyang before dark."

A soft voice came from the carriage.

After the subordinates gave the instructions, they hurried and did not dare to hesitate for a moment.

Finally came to the outside of Xianyang City in the afternoon, Meng Yi stood on the carriage, looking at this long-lost city, his heart was full of emotions, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

This ancient city really carries too many of Meng Yi's past and memories, and many beautiful and painful memories hit his heart together, gathered in his heart, and there is a feeling of mixed taste.

Meng Yi restrained his emotions, gently wiped away the tear stains on his sideburns, and said, "Enter the city." ”

After passing through the pass card, they easily entered Xianyang City, and after finding a place to settle down, Meng Yi came out with two guards.

Five years ago, Meng Yi fled Xianyang as a rebel general, and now time is in a hurry, and the former invincible "Meng Yi" has faded into people's field of vision.

Time is the best medicine for everything, whether it's a scar or a painful past.

But for Meng Yi, Xianyang is home, a home he misses day and night, and no matter how long it has passed, he will never forget it.

After leaving the inn, Meng Yi first walked around the street for a long time, Xianyang five years ago has not changed much from today, since Meng Yi left, the first emperor has one less consolidated minister, since then Great Qin has made few achievements in the development of a rich country.

On the other hand, Baiyue, since Meng Yi came to power, has carried out drastic reforms, so that the whole country has achieved unprecedented development, when it comes to military strength, it is indeed impossible to compare with Daqin, but when it comes to wealth, the people of Baiyue are definitely richer than the people of Daqin.

Although GDP per capita is nothing, GDP per capita can definitely kill everything.

Walking to the familiar street, it seemed that there was an inexplicable force pushing him forward, and when Meng Yi came back to his senses again, he found himself standing in front of an abandoned old mansion.

"General's Palace."

The three big characters that introduced his eyes, he raised his eyes and looked at the plaque was already covered with dust, and there was a dead silence in front of the door, without any life at all.

During the time when Meng Yi was in charge of the General's Mansion, these three words symbolized power and wealth.

Now things are not people, people go to tea and cool, and the once invincible general's mansion has become a dead ghost town, and the mansion is overgrown with weeds.

Lacking human management all year round, the beauty designed by Meng Yi in the past has long since disappeared, and the bamboo forest, pond, study house and other small but exquisite decorations are covered with weeds.

The two delicate stone lions in front of the gate were also crawling with cobwebs.

In the past, the General's Mansion can be described as a city, but today's General's Mansion is a door.

Meng Yi glanced at him, and the two guards behind him stepped forward to pick up the spider web, and said, "King, do you want to go in?" ”

Seeing that the former mansion was already desolate, that feeling was beyond words, Meng Yi did not speak, but walked up to himself and pushed the door of the mansion open.

"Go back first, and the king himself will stay here for a while." Meng Yi said.

"But ......"

"It's nothing, even if an assassin assassinates, they won't be able to hurt me." Meng Yi said.

They don't doubt this, Meng Yi's ability is obvious to all, there are only a handful of people in the world who can hurt him, and he is just too lazy to go out with a guard.

In desperation, the two guards had to leave in a huff.

After the guards left, only Meng Yi was left, this long-dusty mansion was pushed away again, I didn't expect it to be Meng Yi himself, looking at the devastated General's Mansion, since Meng Yi was condemned as a traitor to the empire, many people came to the General's Mansion to make trouble, and there were even those who fell into the well, smashing stones at the mansion, the wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and there were fewer things about breaking the drum and beating ten thousand people?

The General's Mansion is no exception.

Meng Yi brushed aside the weeds, took a turn inside the general, and saw the once familiar houses, familiar roads, and familiar homes, and they sighed inexplicably.

He found a stone bench in a courtyard in the atrium, and after gently dusting it off, he sat down, and before he knew it, an hour had passed.

After coming back to his senses, it was getting late, and Meng Yi got up and prepared to leave, but when he walked out of the general's mansion and halfway through, a person suddenly appeared behind him, and the person put a wooden sword on his waist.

"Hmph, you little thief, why did you come to the General's Mansion?"

I only heard a child's voice from behind, the child's voice was childish, and it made people feel an inexplicable sense of joy when they heard it.

Meng Yi heard the child's voice, raised his hands, and said, "Hero, spare my life, I surrender." ”

As he spoke, he turned around slowly, and what caught his eye was a little boy, white and clean, with watery eyes and very cute.

He was dressed in a neat and neat outfit, with a hoop coiled on his head, and his face was so fleshy that people couldn't help but want to step forward and pinch it.

"Say it! Who are you? Why did you come to the General's Palace? ”

This little boy was not afraid when he saw Meng Yi, he dared to step forward alone, and questioned sharply with a wooden sword, regardless of his age, he was almost five or six years old, at such an age, he dared to walk around the street alone, and the hearts of his family were really big enough.

"Kid, where is your family?"

"You little thief, don't get close to me, tell me the purpose of your coming to the General's Mansion?" The little boy said angrily.

Seeing him, Meng Yi liked it inexplicably, that feeling can't be said, there is an inexplicable sense of intimacy, Meng Yi smiled and said: "This is the mansion of the deceased, I wanted to come to the mansion to visit, how did I expect things to be wrong, I couldn't bear it, and I entered the mansion to be nostalgic." ”

"What old man?"

"The old man is the old man, how can there be any old man." Meng Yi said with a smile, "It's you, a doll, what does it have to do with the General's Mansion?" Why is there one person here? ”

"I'm ......"

Just when the little boy said his identity, he suddenly stopped, he was silent, and his mother repeatedly told him not to mention his identity in front of outsiders.

"Hmph, if you want to trick me, no way, unless you ......"

"Unless what?"

"Unless you buy me candy."

The little boy sucked his fingers, and the hara in his mouth flowed out, and his mother disciplined him strictly since he was a child, not allowing him to eat indiscriminately.

"Wait, I'll buy you a candy man."

After that, Meng Yi was about to leave, and the little guy was not stupid, and said, "You are not allowed to run." ”

Meng Yi shook his head helplessly and sighed, he was really a little ghost.

Meng Yi bought two candy men and came back, only to see the little boy sitting alone on his stone steps with his feet on his feet, his arms supporting the ground, like a bored little adult.

Seeing that Meng Yi didn't run and really bought the candy man, he nodded very satisfied, at such an age, he had a somewhat deep appearance, which made people look at it and add a little smile.

The little guy took a candy man and ate it happily, Meng Yi asked with a smile: "Little guy, the sugar man has already given it to you, can you tell me now?" ”

The little boy stuck out his tongue at him, made a grimace, and said, "Huh~! You're so stupid that you believe even a child's words, so I won't tell you. ”

"It's not right for children to deceive people, didn't your father teach you?" Meng Yi said.

After saying this, the little boy's expression became gloomy, and he pouted, "I have no father, only a mother." ”

"No father?"

Meng Yi was a little surprised, and couldn't help but ask more: "What about your father?" ”

"My mother said my father was dead, before I was born."

"So you're a poor person, too." Meng Yi gently touched his little head, and he suddenly thought that if his own children were like him over the years.

The little boy jumped down from the steps, pinched his waist, looked like a little adult, and said: "Hmph, I'm not pitiful, I'm a man, I have to protect my mother when I grow up, so that no one will bully us." ”

"Just you little guy, can anyone bully you?" Meng Yi asked with a smile.

Hearing this, the little boy's face showed an angry look, over the years, many bad people have bullied him and his mother, it is because those bad people know that they don't have a father, they will be like this.

While they were talking, several children came from not far away, and they looked like noble boys, and when they saw the little boy, three or five people chased after them, and one of the children said, "Ah, you coward is hiding here." ”

The little boy looked at the group of peers angrily, clenched his little fists, and said in a milky voice, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Of course, it's idle to bully you, bullying you is our greatest pleasure, haha"

The child king, who was the leader, said very unceremoniously.

"Believe it or not, I'm beating you up?"

"Do you dare? If you dare to beat us, our father will stand up for us, and you don't even have a father, so we are not afraid of you? ”

"I have a father, it's just that he went somewhere else."

"It's ridiculous, your father died a long time ago, and no one in the whole Xianyang doesn't know, you are a poor worm without a father."

"You are not allowed to speak of my father."

"I said, what's wrong? Your father is dead, your father is dead, and you have the ability to beat me. ”

"You ......"

The little boy looked around, and after making sure that there were no adults, he directly raised his fist and beat the group of hairy children.

Meng Yi stood quietly to the side, directly to the children, who were swollen by the little boy's nose and face.

As a result, several adults ran out of the alley, thinking that it was the parents of the group of children, and when they saw that their children were beaten, and the children maliciously sued, they became angry, and he was the one who beat them.

The man stood up and scolded, without asking: "You waste who has a mother and no father, you dare to beat my son, today I will teach your dead father a lesson for this miscellaneous piece." ”