The duty of these veterans is to take care of the fifth prince Sun Lang and the young lady Sun Shangxiang, they lifted the sedan chair, and wanted to leave the mountain as soon as possible and go to the Hengjiang military village to resume their lives. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wait! Let me get off the car! Sun Lang shouted, and several veterans stopped again after walking a few steps. Sun Lang rolled out of the rattan sedan chair, squatted on the ground, and lifted the mouse up to watch carefully.

This rat is really different!

I saw that although it had black hair, it was as shiny as satin and as soft as brocade, like a precious horse. Looking at its appearance again, although it is a mouse, the two big front teeth and three slender beards look very cute and funny, revealing a sense of cuteness.

Could it be that this is really a magical mouse?

"Fifth son, this mouse is dead, why are you still arresting him? Sun Jiajun has entered the camp, let's hurry down the mountain. The veteran on the side saw him carrying the mouse in a daze, so he could only urge tactfully.

Sun Lang was uneasy, he always felt that this mouse was extremely weird, he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly stuffed the mouse into his arms, and turned around and got into the rattan sedan chair.

Several veterans couldn't help but be slightly surprised when they saw that he actually stuffed a dead mouse into their arms, but the veterans respected him as the son of the Sun family, and of course they couldn't blame him for not, so they could only shake their heads, lift the small sedan chair again, and go down the mountain.

This small hillside is not very high, and the bottom of the mountain is a plain along the river, after a great battle, at this time it is full of corpses and bones, mourning for thousands of miles. Those who were lucky enough to survive in Yangzhou gave up their armor and surrendered and became prisoners. Sun Jiajun is capturing the remnants of the soldiers, collecting weapons, these trophies are their evidence of asking for merit and reward, the thought of being rewarded for merit, everyone's face is filled with joy after the big victory.

After walking for nearly half an hour, the veterans gathered around Sun Lang's sedan chair, bypassed the messy battlefield, and carried him to the Hengjiang military village. The soldiers of the Sun family on the side of the road all pointed fingers at him and whispered to him, everyone knew that he was the concubine of the Sun family, he was weak and sick since he was a child, and he could not go into battle to kill the enemy, so he could only hide on the hillside in the rear to watch the battle.

Sun Lang has long been accustomed to such criticism from others, and he does not feel uncomfortable in the face of such a situation.

As soon as he entered the gate of the village, he saw a young general standing in the middle of the road, directing the soldiers to carry supplies. He saw Sun Lang coming in a sedan chair, with a look of disdain on his face, and said with a smile:

"Phew! Who am I sitting in a sedan chair, it turns out to be the fifth brother! I waited for the battle of nine deaths, licked the blood on the head of the knife, charged in the rain of arrows, and finally captured the enemy camp. But you are drinking tea and having fun on the mountain, watching us fight for our lives, how leisurely you are! ”

This person is his third brother, Sun Yi and Sun Shubi. In this battle of Hengjiang, he led the army to ambush by the river and captured a large number of Yangzhou deserters, which can be said to have made a great contribution. Although he is young, he is tall and mighty, and he has the appearance of his father and grandson.

Sun Lang had long been accustomed to Sun Yi's ridicule, in the feudal family system of etiquette in the late Han Dynasty, the status of the concubine was humble, and he could not compete with the concubine in any case. For his ridicule and sarcasm, Sun Lang could only turn a deaf ear and pretend not to hear it.

Sun Yiyi laughed loudly, and the surrounding soldiers gathered together in groups of three or five, pointing fingers and whispering.

One person asked: "The lord is only in his twenties this year, and he is already famous all over the world; The third prince was only sixteen years old, and he had already gone into battle to kill the enemy and led the troops to fight alone; The second son and the fourth son are also pro-risk, and dare to be the first everywhere. The children of the Sun family are all young heroes, and no one dares to desecrate the prestige of General Sun Jiansun, why did this fifth prince look sick and hide behind the army to watch the battle from afar? ”

Another person replied, "You don't know, the so-called dragon gives birth to nine sons, each of which is different. Even General Sun Jian's five sons could not all be heroes. Of course, the four sons born by Mrs. Wu all inherited the spirit of General Sun, but this fifth prince Sun Lang was the concubine born to a concubine, he was weak and sick since he was a child, and he couldn't help but be weak, and he couldn't go into battle to kill the enemy! ”

And he said, I see...... I think that my Sun Jiajun is already small and weak, and it is time to accumulate troops at this time, and all the troops should be on the horse. It's just that he can't go into battle to kill the enemy, and he even has to allocate people to take care of him, and I think he is really a burdensome and redundant person, and he has added a burden to everyone in vain......"

The several veterans who carried him also shook their heads and sighed when they heard this, although they were old and weak, they all followed Sun Jian to fight all their lives, why didn't they want to go into battle to kill the enemy and make contributions? turned his head but was sent to take care of the sick fifth son, naturally he was unhappy and lamented again and again.

The status of the concubine in the Sun family is really humble and pitiful...... Even the soldiers of the Sun family army looked down on him......

Sun Lang suffered all the criticism and cold eyes of others, so he could only lower his head, blush, and command the veteran to carry him behind a haystack next to a stable. The back of the stable was seldom visited, and it was extremely deserted, except for a few horses bowing their heads and munching on the grass in the trough.

He got out of the sedan chair, paced to the haystack, broke away from the veteran, and sat down on the ground alone. He wanted to find a no-man's corner to hide, and use indifference and isolation to fight against everyone's contempt for him.

Of course, he had a more important and urgent matter, and that was to hurry up and see if the rat was alive or dead!

He pulled it out of his bosom and placed it on the ground. The mouse was still closed, and with its four little paws stretched out, it lay motionless on the ground.

"Did it talk to me secretly?" Sun Lang secretly wondered, still suspicious in his heart.

"Huh...... People are all cold to me, but you, the little mouse, are willing to accompany me quietly...... Whether you can speak or not, I'm going to treat you as a bosom friend......" He whispered to himself, and poked the mouse twice with his finger.

The rat slumped on the ground, still unmoving. Sun Lang had even begun to wonder if it was still alive.

There were also two thin pieces of corn in the bag he tied to his body, which were meals distributed in the barracks early in the morning, and he had never eaten them since he had lost his appetite since he was sick. At this time, he took out a piece of corn cake and put it on the ground, still with a slight body temperature, exuding a faint smell of rice.

As soon as the corn cake landed, the little red nose of the mouse trembled twice.

"Woohoo...... "The mouse seemed to smell the fragrance of the corncake...... and its two little eyes suddenly released a fine light, and its nose couldn't stop stirring, and it turned over violently and sniffed all the way, pounced on the corncake, lifted its two big teeth, and stuffed it all the way.

Sun Lang was overjoyed: "You are still alive!" Fast...... Tell me a few more words! ”

The mouse ignored him at all, stretched out his two paws, and only devoured the corn cake into his mouth, and his cheeks were round and round, and his expression was very funny

"I didn't expect you to be a foodie...... Sun Lang saw that it was so funny, and a sense of closeness arose, and said: "You are so cute and cute, what should you choose?" ”

All of a sudden, some cartoon characters of the 21st century came to mind......

Mickey? Jerry? One ear? Pikachu? Rat Boom? Elf Mouse Brother? Shuck and Beta?

Sun Lang shook his head and said, "Not good! It's not good! No personality! At this moment, he saw the black hair on the mouse's body like brocade, like a huge piece of black charcoal, and a thought came to his heart.

"That's right! I'll call you 'charcoal'! ”

He gave the rat a name, as if he wanted it to be his pet, whether it was a rat that everyone hated, or whether it could talk.

"Charcoal! Charcoal head! Hehe, you'll be my son's exclusive pet in the future, hahaha......" He raised his head and laughed.

"Second Cargo ......"

He was in the middle of his complacency, when he suddenly heard the old voice again, in a 21st-century cursing style, fluttering out of the mouth of the rat charcoal......