Chapter 17: If It Was First Seen

That year, I was seven years old and Qingyi was four years old.

Our Ye family has practiced martial arts for generations, and we are full of loyalty, and my father is the general of Zhenyuan, Yehan.

Since my eldest brother had a lung disease and could not practice martial arts, all the expectations of our family have been inherited from me, and I have lived up to expectations, with my brilliant talent, I was appointed by the Son of Heaven to enter the forbidden army camp at the age of seven, in preparation for the selection of brocade guards in the future.

I remember that my father was very happy at that time, and he patted me on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Ling Han! Dad didn't train you in vain, come on, you have to fight for our night family! In the future, the responsibility of leading troops to fight and defending the country will be handed over to you! ”

I've never seen my dad so happy, even when he wins a battle, he can make him feel proud, and my heart is full of fighting spirit and longing.

Daddy held a banquet at home to entertain all the relatives, friends and courtiers to see me off, because when we entered the forbidden barracks, we would begin to train in a completely closed manner, and we had to stay in the forbidden camp all the time except for the missions we went out, until a new batch of brocade guards was selected, and we could leave the forbidden camp and start a new life.

On that day, all the courtiers came to congratulate. But among the children, I didn't get the respect and courtesy I deserved.

Maybe it's because my family has taught them not to be angry and wants them to learn like me; Or maybe they think I'm too skinny to be a big guy at all; Some people may think that I was able to enter the forbidden camp entirely because my father was a general of the dynasty...... Anyway, on the day of the feast, when the children were playing, they chose to isolate me.

This is a common problem of all the children of royal officials, and when they see others doing well, the emotions that arise are not envy and congratulations, but jealousy and resentment, because they are always being compared to others, and they are already good at finding reasons for their own shortcomings.

I was in a terrible mood and sulked sitting on the edge of the pond in my backyard. Suddenly, a small hand put on my shoulder, and an unfamiliar crisp voice came: "My little whistle is gone!" ”

I didn't look back, your little whistle is gone, what does it matter to me, and I didn't take your little whistle. I was a little dissatisfied with her surprise at first glance, and buried my head in ignoring her.

She walked slowly in front of me, and now I saw the person in front of me clearly, it was a little girl who looked three or four years old, fat and fat, and the baby fat on her face made people can't help but want to go up and pinch it, a pair of big eyes flickered, as if a whole pool of lake water was all in her eyes, and it seemed that there was neon hidden in her eyes, so clear and so vivid.

She looked at me with a wink, and seeing that I hadn't spoken for a long time, she said again, "Brother, are you in a bad mood?" My little whistle is gone. ”

For her little adult-like tone, I was instantly amused: "You little brat, do you know what mood is?" ”

She replied seriously: "You call it a bad mood, of course the mood is the mood that is in a bad mood!" My little whistle is gone. ”

Her answer made me speechless, and the mood was the one who was in a bad mood!

"My little whistle is gone!" She said again.

"Oops, I see, your little whistle is gone, you've repeated it four times!" I sat on the ground and didn't move, I raised four fingers and shook it in front of her fleshy face, I didn't hate her, but because I was in a bad mood, I didn't want to get up to help her find it, so I deliberately teased her: "Your little whistle is missing?" ”

She nodded earnestly.