Chapter Eighty-Seven: Mu Yang's Bitter Memories
From the remote countryside to the bustling capital, five or six-year-old children are not enough to see.
Mu Yang privately sent someone to teach Yang Ping etiquette, otherwise he would not have performed well in presiding over Yang Gongsheng's sacrifice.
At this time, he was standing in the most prosperous and wealthy place in the entire Tianmu Dynasty, and Yang Ping knew that the owner of this magnificent palace was the lord of the world.
He is as small as a speck of dust, and the emperor can easily erase it with a word.
Yang...... Is there really any hope?
His mother only told him to live, he had never seen Young Master Yang, and his bloodline continued to be his mother's......
My mother was born in the dust, and she was already looked down upon, and after giving birth to him, my mother could only do some worse work to support him.
Mu Yang walked unhurriedly, and when Yang Ping was stunned for a moment, he was left far behind.
Yang Ping looked down at the shadow of Mu Yang who almost covered him, the Yang family didn't count on it, he just wanted to live.
"Lord Wang."
Yang Ping once again stepped forward to catch up with Mu Yang, and said softly: "...... I am willing to only be Cheng Engong. ”
Mu Yang stared down at the boy, and the trembling Yang Ping looked like he had just entered the Mu family.
Although the second brother and the third brother didn't like him at first, A-Niang gave him a warm hug.
The eldest brother took the earth dog to clean up the children who bullied him.
For as long as he could remember, no one had ever hugged him, washed his filthy little face, and medicated his bruises and wounds with the utmost gentleness.
For the first time, he also wore new clothes without any patches and no longer rags.
Although the cloth of the new clothes was rough and hard, he was very happy that day.
Every time he ate, he didn't dare to take an extra bite, and only after his brothers were full did he quickly eat half full...... Every time, A-Niang would privately leave him a portion in the kitchen, with meat and dry food.
The third uncle would personally hold him and teach him to write with one stroke at a time, and when he read, even if he could recite it, he instinctively pretended to be mediocre and did not dare to recite it before the three elder brothers.
The third uncle saw it, didn't say anything in class, stopped him after class, gave him a few more books, and answered his questions carefully.
Some of the past, he has long been dusted, and he no longer feels wronged, after all, Daddy and Auntie, and the third uncle gave him the opportunity to prove himself and regarded him as his own son.
He also went from being a dog mongrel that everyone despised and insulted to becoming the only prince of the Tianmu Dynasty.
And what he really paid ...... It's just the foundation of martial arts, and the talent has not been lost.
The third uncle once said that defeat will only make the genius stronger, until no one takes away anyone or anything you care about from you.
Daddy also said when he was dying of pain that talent is the foundation of his Mu Yang, and no one can take away the treasure.
One of Daddy's natural skills is that he is extremely lucky, God chases after him to feed, and no matter how jealous of Daddy's good luck, others can't snatch it away.
"You are very smart, the emperor is also a grateful person, as long as you submit to the emperor, the title of Duke Chengen can be passed on forever."
Mu Yang rarely pointed to Yang Ping again, "Go to Zhaoyang Hall in a while, Yang Niangniang will talk to you, you only need to remember one thing." ”
Yang Ping listened carefully, eager to imprint every word Mu Yang said in his heart.
His aunt was his only closest relative, but Mu Yang left an indelible impression on him - he couldn't be messed with and couldn't be defeated.
Fear, gratitude, worship of the strong and other complex emotions are intertwined, Yang Ping does not feel that he can get out of the shadow of King Jing in this life.
"Although you are all surnamed Yang and descendants of Yang Gong, after all, you are of different genders and have different ambitions. You, Yang, are not the same as the Yang she insists on. ”
Mu Yang rubbed Yang Ping's little head, it didn't feel as good as curly hair, maybe curly hair was smarter than this kid, and he would please him.
"Therefore when she speaks, you should be the wind in your ears and go to your heart...... She can calculate to your bones, and I don't have her hatred for your biological father. ”
Yang Ping was ignorant, Mu Yang no longer spoke, but took Yang Ping's hand and walked forward.
The guards guarding the palace knelt down on one knee the moment Mu Yang walked in front of him, "Meet the prince." ”
The voice is neither high nor low, but it has a shocking power.
Qi Shan couldn't help but rub his chin when he saw Mu Yang holding Yang Ping, he was still there, unlike those stupid mortals who had never seen the world.
"Lord ......"
He walked a few steps quickly and bowed, Mu Yang grabbed before he could speak, and asked softly, "Mu Huangwu went back?" ”
"Yes." Qi Shan nodded, "I didn't let her enter the inner court, just now the emperor issued a decree to open the door of the inner court, and Princess Huaiyang led the princess to Cining Palace." ”
Mu Yang estimated the hour, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, "Go to Cining Palace at this hour, the Queen Mother will be angry, Princess Huaiyang is too anxious, Mu Huang dances...... Just let people stare at her. ”
Qi Shan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched, "Also, the Queen Mother finally had the opportunity to stay......"
The sound of the carriage running over the bluestone road at high speed came, Mu Yang and Qi Shan glanced at each other, and the two of them stood on the side of the road almost at the same time.
Mu Yang subconsciously stood behind Qi Shan, trying to hide his breath.
A carriage ran as fast as it seemed if there were pursuers behind it.
After the carriage passed through Qishan quickly, an order came from the carriage, "Stop, stop." ”
Mu Yang frowned, didn't he dodge?
The last person he wanted to face was the one in the carriage.
The person who drove the car immediately grabbed the reins, the curtain of the carriage was opened, Mu Yang's intuition was dazzling, Qi Shan lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, An Guogong became more and more expensive.
Literally gold, An Guogong almost wore all the family backgrounds on his body, big gold chains, big gold bracelets, jade wrenches...... There are also clothes made of pure gold thread, which are not illuminated by lanterns when you go out in the middle of the night.
An Guogong is like a golden mountain dazzling.
"Ah Yang, what are you hiding?" An Guogong jumped down from the carriage, his posture was vigorous, not like an old man in his early sixties.
He is still in good shape, and his appearance is also very handsome, otherwise he would not have fascinated the Queen Mother...... An Guogong and the Queen Mother are brother and sister.
Mu Yang bowed and said, "I've seen my uncle." ”
"The stinky boy still knows that I am your elder, and you are still a personnel? I sent someone to inquire about the news from you, and you said that the capital is dangerous, and then I will ...... took the initiative to enter the palace, thinking about hiding from the emperor, but as soon as I entered the palace, I was called by the old woman. ”
An Guogong jumped to his feet and scolded angrily, pointing at Mu Yang and said: "There are a few minions who died in the capital, you deliberately cheated me, others don't know, you don't know that the old woman looks at me...... Just as I look at gold, she doesn't even plant the ground. ”
Qi Shan's calm face couldn't help but twitch for a while, he couldn't laugh, otherwise he would be hated by Duke An Guo and the prince.
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