The wound was not deep, but the bumps along the way were too hard.
Qian Mengyao didn't feel it at first, but now that the surroundings are quiet, the pain is unconsciously magnified. Yue Dansheng first wiped the area around the wound with a wet cloth, and then applied the red medicinal powder.
The medicine was given by Liu Wei before. It is a good thing, and it can scab over in half an hour, but it also has side effects, that is, it is very irritating, and it will hurt when you first apply it.
Qian Mengyao was afraid of pain at first, but now that the situation was pressing, he dared not be coquettish, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.
So when Yue Dansheng raised his head again, he saw that Qian Mengyao's eyes were completely red, and the edges of his eye sockets were still wet, but even so, he didn't make a sound, he was very stubborn.
Yue Dansheng sighed, while packing up the medicine box, he said: "Make it for a day, and then open it tomorrow night, and let the doctor in the mansion open it for you."
Qian Mengyao snorted and lost his temper: "You don't care about me."
Yue Dansheng looked at him, sat across from him, and asked, "Do you want to be sworn brothers with me?"
Qian Mengyao quickly raised his head and nodded eagerly: "En!"
"Let's end it then."
He promised so quickly, but Qian Mengyao was stunned: "What, what?"
Yue Shansheng said flatly: "When people in the Jianghu, when they see each other like old friends, it is common for them to make blood alliances. In the early years, I went out a lot to support my family, and I also met many people of the same way.
, when they are congenial, they also perform the ritual of eight prayers..."
Qian Mengyao understands that it is not a big deal to be sworn brothers. Many friends have many paths. People in the world, as long as they can be talked about, are called brothers and sisters.
One set has long been familiar to the heart, but... Brothers are brothers, relatives are relatives.
He can be sworn brothers with himself, just like other friends, but he will not treat him as his own brother. In his heart, his own brother is only one, and himself and him are breaking the sky.
Also just a friend.
Qian Mengyao was particularly unconvinced, he questioned: "Why!"
Yue Dansheng frowned, and for the first time began to reflect on whether he had made Qian Mengyao too dependent on him in the past two years.
When we first met, Qian Mengyao's power was evaded, and he was surrounded by tigers and wolves. After two years, he helped him quell the disputes, and his footsteps became more and more stable. All the bright and dark things, as long as they are not good for him
Yes, Yue Dansheng would take action to eradicate them immediately. Qian Mengyao began to get used to this comfortable growth environment, and became unwilling to give up.
But this is not a good sign, there is always a banquet in the world.
After Yue Dansheng figured it out, he reminded him earnestly: "We agreed at the beginning that I will help you temporarily, and you have to walk the road ahead by yourself."
Qian Mengyao's eyes were red, and the tip of his nose was also red. He wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, his voice couldn't help being hoarse: "What if I can't walk well? If you leave, I'll be killed
Woolen cloth? "
Yue Dansheng was like an elder to his younger generation: "Four battalions, three relatives lined up, you have no less than 30,000 troops in the capital alone, use your clever little head to make good use of them, you have to remember
Live, the you now are no longer the penniless you two years ago. "
Qian Mengyao burst into tears. He originally decided not to cry today. He wanted to use all means to keep Yue Dansheng, but he also considered using bitter tricks to cry until his heart softened, but this
After going through this method in his mind once, it was rejected. The majestic King Rujiang couldn't hold back his face.
But now, he was still crying, sobbing while crying, smashed his head, and buried himself in Yue Dansheng's arms, pitiful and wronged.
Yue Dansheng patted his back, slowly comforting him.
Qian Mengyao is a resourceful person, he has a lot of crooked ideas hidden in his mind, after his father died early, his status as a young prince has been feared by many parties, when he stays with his mother, he will
I feel more at ease, but my mother is just a mother, and my mother will take care of him tenderly and take care of him carefully, but she can't teach him how to fight the enemy, how to use force to gain power, those who are inherently
His father should have taught them all, but he doesn't have a father, so he doesn't know how to be a king with a different surname who can protect himself and gain a foothold in the coveted court.
He originally wanted to figure it out by himself, but it was too difficult, really too difficult. He is still young, and he lives under the surveillance of many parties every day, and he cannot breathe a sliver of free air.
All men are ambitious and courageous. He doesn't want to hide under his mother's skirt and be a mediocre young master. He wants to stand up on his own and stand where his father once stood.
Location.
On this road, he was fortunate to know Yue Dansheng. At first, he just saw his extraordinary skills and wanted to keep it for himself. Later, it became Yue Dansheng who took the initiative to shield him from the wind and rain.
Qian Mengyao has never experienced this kind of feeling. He feels that the world is no longer dangerous, just like there is a mountain that stands upright for him all the time. When he was very young, this mountain was
Father, now, seems to have become Yue Dansheng.
In the past two years, Yue Dansheng has replaced his father, assisted him, helped him, pushed him, cleared obstacles for him, and made his way forward smooth.
With the position of being able to reach it, it seems that it is right in front of you in an instant.
However, Yue Dansheng was leaving, just like when his father was leaving.
He couldn't keep his father, and he couldn't keep Yue Dansheng either.
Desperate and sad, this night, Qian Mengyao slept in Yue Dansheng's room, crying and crying and he fell asleep, and Yue Dansheng helped him to her bed. and he himself passed
After all the crying, he didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he went to check the packed luggage lightly, and at dawn, he was going to set off with Liu Wei and the others.
Before the cock crowed, Yue Dansheng chose to leave without saying goodbye. He left a letter to Qian Mengyao. The letter was very long, detailing the military and military power belonging to the Rujiang Palace, each battalion, and queuing.
All the things I could tell him were written in that letter. At least in the next one to two years, Qian Mengyao could use the information in this letter to properly control tens of thousands of feet.
As for the longer time, it will depend on him.
Yue Dansheng believes that Qian Mengyao can do it, he is a very smart kid, as long as he is willing to learn, he will definitely be able to learn.
Because there was too much quarrel last night and he drank again, when Qian Mengyao woke up the next day, it was almost noon.
In the familiar room, nothing seemed to have changed, the decorations, even the vases on the drawers were exactly the same as usual.
Qian Mengyao got out of bed in disbelief, seeing the thick unwaxed envelope in front of the table, his walnut-like eyes, and burst into tears again.
He sat down, opened the letter, and only read two rows before sobbing. At the end, the letter paper was full of tears, which blurred a lot of handwriting.
He frantically wiped the letter paper dry with his sleeve, and muttered bitterly: "In this life, I never want to see you again!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned, because he might, really, really never see him again.