Looking at the colorful sunlight seeping down the top of the tree, Wei Zimo tried to believe that life is beautiful, people's hearts are beautiful, and his desire to change history is also beautiful.

Master Mr. Xiyue said that the purpose of the Longyu camp to protect the family and defend the country is the goal, and the peace in the world is the goal.

Stepfather Wei Fuli also said that a good man should have a sense of family and country, and the country should always be in front of the family.

He hoped that his appearance could quell Wang Mang's usurpation of the Han rebellion, make the world peaceful, and everyone from the emperor to the people of Li would be kind. Perhaps, the mysterious organization of the Dragon Horse Camp can really help him realize this ideal.

In 1 B.C., the Han Dynasty, which seemed to be calm and calm, was actually surging with undercurrents and storms. Therefore, there are a lot of things to do in the Long Bi camp, and there are also a lot of things for him Wei Zimo to do.

When the sunlight after the snow poured down from the gaps in the dense canopy, Wei Zimo had a lot more yearning, and felt that spring was not far away.

It's just that the rivers and lakes in the future will inevitably be bloody.

Wei Zimo was very emotional, and suddenly said to Mu Chenxue: "Brother Piqiu, no matter how chaotic the rivers and lakes are, we all have to live well, ah......"

"Uh-huh!"

Mu Chenxue obediently agreed. Wei Zimo's severed finger made him smell the bloody smell of the rivers and lakes, the first time he felt that the rivers and lakes were not so fun, the first time he felt the importance of life and death, and the first time he cared about a person.

Wei Zimo glanced at Yang Xiaozao, who was sleeping deeply, and suddenly felt that he should be responsible for his life and death: "Brother Piqiu, don't worry, this little brother will naturally live well." Protecting the family and defending the country is the purpose of our Longhu Battalion, and saving the common people is also the purpose of our Longhu Battalion. Since this little brother of the Yang family has a relationship with Jiangshan Sheji, Long Biying naturally has the responsibility and obligation to protect him. What's more, this little brother is smart, well-behaved and lovely, and the battalion leader will definitely like it. I thought about it, the battalion leader was probably afraid that someone would hurt him, so he asked us to take him away from Nanlu Wangzhuang and protect him secretly......"

After saying this, Wei Zimo felt a little funny, Mu Chenxue was not a three-year-old child, so she didn't need such comfort. But if he didn't comfort him like this, he didn't seem to find a reason to go to Shaohua Mountain next.

Mu Chenxue blinked her long eyelashes and widened her eyes, trying to believe Wei Zimo's statement. After all, he is only sixteen years old, and even if he is a little scheming, he is not mature enough.

nodded, and also self-righteous Wei Zimo said: "Brother Zimo, looking at the face of this little brother, he is not only smart, but also rich. You see, you see. His ears are actually open to the outside, and the earlobes are so big, this is the appearance of an emperor. ”

Mu Chenxue blinked her big eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Oh...... That's right! Brother Zimo, the battalion leader probably wants to train this little brother as his successor, right? We must protect him well, and he will be the leader of our camp in the future...... Hee-hee......"

Wei Zimo looked at Yang Xiaozao seriously, his ears were indeed larger than the average person, but the statement of the emperor's appearance was really exaggerated. Besides, not everyone with big earlobes can be emperors, and not every emperor has big earlobes.

Mu Chenxue sighed self-deprecatingly, and then said: "I think when I was nine years old, I was skinny, not to mention that I had attractive ears, and I didn't even have ...... earlobes."

Wei Zimo glanced sideways at Mu Chenxue, his earlobes were indeed not big, smaller than his own. So he smiled and said, "Brother Piqiu, you don't have much earlobes now." ”

After saying that, he reached out to touch Mu Chenxue's earlobe.

"Huh?"

Mu Chenxue screamed in surprise, hurriedly dodged, and snickered sideways.

Wei Zimo looked at Mu Chenxue steadily, the skin under the hair on his neck was very delicate and fair, not like the complexion of a dead man. The dead soldiers of the Longhu camp, although they did not practice hard in the sun like him, but they also practiced in winter and summer, all of them had dark skin, how could they be as white as Mu Chenxue? The skin is like clotted fat, but it looks like a rich boy.

No wonder this kid only has some side tricks, it turns out that he doesn't study hard and practice hard, and his martial arts are not good, so he has to learn some sideways things to make up for his shortcomings.

So he smiled: "However, although Brother Piqiu doesn't have earlobes, he has even thought of such a profound question, so he is naturally very smart." Besides, you know how to use the incense at a young age, and you will add cartilage powder to the incense, both prongedly, so many ideas are naturally very smart. By the way, I'll take you to the battalion leader another day, and if the battalion leader is happy, he will consider training you as a successor. Hahaha......"

Mu Chenxue didn't hear the meaning of Wei Zimo's words, but said triumphantly: "Don't hide it from Brother Zimo, don't say it modestly, I, Mu Chenxue, am indeed very smart!" There are still a lot of things I learned in the rivers and lakes, although they are all small skills that are not in the stream, but they can come in handy at a critical time, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I will also teach Brother Zimo a few tricks. ”

Wei Zimo smiled mischievously: "Oh? So Zi Mo thanked the little master first? ”

Mu Chenxue smiled and suddenly asked, "Just now my brother said that he would take me to see the camp leader, could it be that my brother has seen the camp leader?" ”

"Huh?" Wei Zimo was taken aback, realized that he had lost his words, and hurriedly rounded the field: "Where have I seen it!" I was thinking that when we finished this top-secret mission, we might be able to get summoned by the battalion leader. ”

The Dragon Horse Battalion is a secret organization, and the leader of the battalion is naturally a mysterious figure. For two hundred years, except for the emperor, the ministers of the court and the central government did not know who each battalion leader was.

Wei Zimo is the righteous son of Wei Fuli, which is also the secret of the Long Hu Battalion, and only a few helmsmen of the Long Hu Camp know.

According to Mu Chenxue's status in the Longbi camp, it is estimated that he is a dead soldier at the bottom, and now Wei Zimo suddenly mentioned the head of the camp to a yellow-haired boy who met in Pingshui, to a certain extent, it is also a taboo.

It was just because we had so much fun.

In the past ten years, Wei Zimo's days in Xiyue Peak have not been the right faces every day, in addition to the atmosphere of slaughter, it is also the atmosphere of slaughter. Fortunately, during the year of retreat, I can occasionally giggle with Zhang Wu Wang Wen for a while.

After going down the mountain, he met Mu Chenxue, a naughty leather ball brother, and after leaving Mr. Xiyue's control, Wei Zimo had not been so happy in eighteen years, so he accidentally said that he leaked his mouth. Fortunately, he stopped in time, quickly put on a straight face, and said seriously: "Brother Piqiu, what we said today, you must not talk about it to outsiders, if someone knows that we are discussing the tasks arranged by the battalion leader in private, and also talking about the battalion leader without authorization, the consequences will be very serious." ”

Mu Chenxue suddenly smiled: "Of course I know, talking about the head of the camp in private should be a capital crime!" Just now I was just joking with Brother Zimo, I understand the rules, ask what should be asked, never ask what shouldn't be asked, say what should be said, never say what shouldn't be said, this is the discipline of Longbi Camp Iron, violators will be punished or executed, right, Brother Zimo? ”

Wei Zimo's face instantly turned cold.

The Dragon Horse Camp does have this iron law, and it is so cruel that it destroys the discipline of human nature. This iron law has been emphasized countless times by Mr. Xiyue.

As a well-disciplined secret armed force founded by the first emperor, the head of the Long Bi Battalion, starting from Emperor Gaozu two hundred years ago, is the core and soul of this secret armed force, how can the people below make irresponsible remarks.

This is also helpless, after all, the Longhu camp has been abandoned by the imperial court for a hundred years, and countless loyal and brave people dare not reveal their identities at all, but they must be ready to shed their blood for the country and the Han family!

However, Mu Chenxue's words made the originally slaughtering winter even colder.

Wei Zimo was really not used to this kind of atmosphere, and he didn't want to be in a bad mood, so he had to go to a place called Lanlu in the depths of Shaohua Mountain, find that Mr. Chen Zhen, and hand Yang Xiaozao to the other party.

If the mood gets worse any longer, he can't wait to send Yang Xiaozao back to Wangzhuang.

So he quickly smiled and prepared to ease the atmosphere: "Oh, it's not that serious, we are dead soldiers, although our lives belong to the imperial court, but we also have to die well!" You can't do it for no reason, your superiors will die when you call it dead, it's really boring......"

Mu Chenxue suddenly smiled, getting closer to Wei Zimo, and was in a good mood.

"Brother Zimo's idea is really different, I always thought that the dead soldiers of our Dragon Horse Camp were a machine, and the superiors told you to face east, so you didn't dare to face west; If your superiors tell you to die, you won't dare not die. Now that I have heard Brother Zimo say this, I also feel that the dead are also flesh and blood. ”

Wei Zimo's face also smiled helplessly, thinking, this ball brother is too naïve, I'm just talking casually, you are too naïve.

A naïve person cannot dominate the rivers and lakes.

So he said solemnly: "One yard is one yard, in the future, you still have to remember, ask what should be asked, never ask what should not be asked, say what should be said, and never say what should not be said......"

Mu Chenxue pursed her mouth, moved away, and muttered: "I know, this is the iron law of the Dragon Horse Camp, and those who violate the order should be punished with death, either self-punishment or execution!" ”

Wei Zimo didn't speak, but looked at Mu Chenxue seriously, this kid who pouted his mouth at every turn, although he was a little motherly, it was very funny.

Thinking that I will be separated from him in another day, I am really reluctant.

This cooperation didn't experience too many thrills, and it all relied on Mu Chenxue's little tricks. But Wei Zimo thinks that his relationship with Piqiu can be regarded as a brother.

Especially when the younger brother of Piqiu cleaned his wounds and burst into tears, he felt like a relative.

"Brother Zimo, you and I will help you bandage your wounds."

Mu Chenxue found a lock of gauze and bandaged Wei Zimo's severed finger wound with a focused face.

Wei Zimo stopped talking, and looked at Mu Chenxue who was bandaging and washing his wounds with a focused face.

In the past eighteen years, except for Mr. Xiyue's occasional concern for him, Wei Zimo has hardly felt the human touch. But Master's concern also has a purpose, that is, to train him to become the first dead soldier of the Dragon Hurd Battalion.

To put it nicely, I hope Wei Zimo will do something; It's hard to say, but it's actually to make him better serve the court.