It's autumn recently, the scorching sun is high in the sky but not hot, and the cool breeze makes me very comfortable, especially when the horses are galloping!

"Miss!! Miss!! You slow down!! Beware of falling!! ”

It was the little follower Chongyang who shouted at me, and he was being left behind by me and chasing me pitifully.

And the horse under my crotch was secretly bought for fifty taels of silver, and this is the only one, and I have to take it back to the stables after riding.

As for why it is so difficult, I have to start from when I was a child, I have been weak since I was a child, even if I have grown up, I still have a little cold and will catch a cold, so I am often wrapped tightly, and my father also affectionately gave me a nickname: Xiao Zongzi.

Although my body is weak, I have a passionate heart! I dreamed of what the storyteller in the teahouse said, throwing his head and spilling blood to win glory for the country!

It is precisely like this, my father strictly forbids me to go to the teahouse again, how can I compromise, as the so-called policy and countermeasures, my father will not let me go, even if I go over the wall!

As a result, Chongyang actually beat my little report!

From then on, my father announced that whoever dares to tell a story in front of me will be killed!

In a fit of anger, I never spoke to Chongyang again, and snubbed him for a long time, as for why I reconciled, I have forgotten.

My father was a general of the West Sea Kingdom, and the West Sea Country was located next to the West Sea, but I had never seen the sea, and I don't know why it was called the West Sea.

It wasn't until I heard some old people say that in the last generation, the West Sea was connected to the southeast, north and south, but I don't know why, the sea was suddenly filled in.

And the one who has always been hostile to us is the Sunrise Kingdom, the most central part of the earth, who is like a hungry jackal who always wants to eat us.

In fact, I have never been able to figure out why a big country like it has to eat up a small country like ours. Originally, for the sake of the dawn people, our king had sent a message that he was willing to surrender, but this jackal did not agree, and had to be killed, but fortunately, with my father and the brave and good fighting Lin family's army, this battlefield lasted until I was sixteen years old, and the battle was still fighting, and people were still dying.

Even if it is not pleasing to them, who can be better off by the impact of war?

It wasn't until the past few days that I heard some gossip, it turned out that the reason why the Risheng Kingdom was so persistent was because of the voice of the newborn little prince: Xihai Kingdom....

What kind of demon is this, who can speak when he is born, and he also names me to destroy the Xihai Kingdom! It's just too deceitful, it's better not to let me meet him, a thousand cuts won't solve the hatred!

Ahem, it seems to be off topic, as I said, although my father has been fighting all the year round, he is particularly attentive to me, and he also knows my enthusiasm for serving the country, so he issued another notice, it is strictly forbidden for anyone to sell horses to me, it is strictly forbidden to teach me martial arts, and the offender will have a hundred rods.

But no matter how powerful my father is, he still miscalculates, and even if everyone submits to his majesty, there will still be horse dealers who are kind and sympathetic to me!

He said that he only needs to pay ten taels of silver a day for the care, and he will secretly sell me, otherwise no one will be able to speak!

After all, there are many souls who died under my father's staff, and although I have not seen it with my own eyes, I have heard about it.

As for why I am weak, I may not believe it, I am a child born two years before my mother was pregnant, and it is precisely because of this that my mother collapsed her body in order to give birth to me, and died early due to illness.

By the time my father came back, my mother had been gone for a year, but I never thought that what greeted him was a plaque.

That day he knelt before the spirit, and his tall and mighty father wept bitterly like a child, and he did not leave for three days and three nights...