Chapter 85: . Livestock

Youxi and Emperor Xuanguang died on the same day, and after leaving their souls, they were preparing to go hand in hand to the local government, but suddenly a vision broke out in the sky. The sky and stars dragged their slender tails one after another, and the scene was like a galaxy waterfall flying down. It was dazzling and scary.
"It turned out that the sky in the legend is like this." Emperor Xuan Guang looked up, looking dignified. He took the unknown lover into his arms and told him, "I don't know if I can return you safely to another world, but there must be only a dead end to stay here. If you live, don't miss me."
He was horrified, and was trying to escape his imprisonment, but his brain was held down by him, and then a surge of power poured into the soul, making him constantly solidify, and then glowed brightly. When the entire world is collapsing, only this light breaks through the layers of undercurrents and slides towards a wider and wider horizon.
There was a sudden burst of purple light in the alleys of a bustling town. When the light faded, a young man with loose hair, cluttered clothes, and bright tears on his cheek appeared out of thin air. He looked around with a look of urgency, seeing here as if it were a deep alley, and rushing towards the place where the voice was full of energy.
What is "the sky will pour"? What is "Back to Another World"? What is "the only way to stay here"? He repeatedly recalled these words in his mind, and an ominous premonition appeared in his heart.
He hurried to the alley, but saw that the pedestrians on the road were still wearing ancient costumes, with long hair, and the buildings along the street were low and chic, not high-rise buildings and ruined ruins in the last days. Did not go back! His nerves suddenly slackened, and he almost fainted, and had to hold the wall beside him to barely support him.
"Little brother, are you okay? Would you like to go into the house and sit for a while?" An old woman with a kind face came over and asked.
Youyi looked down at her fingertips, and found that she had opened a teacup by the side of the road, and quickly nodded. He had to find out as soon as possible what place it is, and what dynasty, separated from Dayong for hundreds of years, so he could find his master. Subconsciously, he didn't dare to think whether the master who gave all his mana to himself could survive safely. He is Ziwei Emperor, and it should be fine.
As he soothe the despair and fear in his heart again and again, the old woman has taken him to the backyard, called a well of water, and persuaded, "Little brother, look at your messy body, wash it up quickly . "
There was a dazed promise, and when he looked into the basin, he found that a childish- tender and beautiful face was reflected on the water. He was sixteen years old. In order to protect him from being shattered by the aftershocks of the falling stars, Emperor Xuanguang could not help but pass all the energy to help him condense the entity.
What good is it to have this body if you never find a master again? It's better to be killed by flying ash! The more he thought about it, the more distressed he was, and he cried with his hands supporting the basin, and Douda's tears fell into the water, making ripples.
The old woman had a sour nose, and whispered, and whispered to him, "brother, are you nagging? Have you separated from your family?"
"Lost, still looking. You'll find it, you'll find it." Youzha was out of breath, but her eyes became firmer and firmer.
The old woman echoed, and waited until he was neat to lead him into the room, saying that he was going to prepare meals. A five- or six-year-old girl hid under the window sill and peeked at him with curiosity and a scorching glow in her eyes. She moved in on small steps and said sillyly, "You look so handsome, like a picture!"
The crying scene was looked at by a child, and some of them were bewildered, beckoning her to come over, "I did not look handsome. Come here, my uncle has something to ask you." Because the clothes on his body are all condensed by mana He didn't carry any belongings, so he had to make a Chinese knot with a silk thread in a bamboo basket and give it to the little girl, by the way. Soon he knew from the other's mouth that this is the capital city of Dayan, and in which year, there were no dynasties before Dayan.
Someone wanted to find a few historical books, but suffering from no money, she had to hold back for a while, and saw the old woman bring in a lot of home-cooked dishes, and quickly arched, "This old man just thanked you for your kindness, and left."
"Let's go before we eat?" The old woman quickly stopped.
"But I didn't bring any silver, so how can I eat it for free." Youyi looked embarrassed.
"Well, what a meal is! Come and come, don't be polite with me." The old woman reached out and pulled, and the little girl hugged his legs and tried to keep it.
I have no choice but to stay. I have to make money in the future and I will give back today ’s kindness. Whatever I ate, I felt itch and bone pain after eating a few meals. A slapping snow-white puppy. He glanced down at the short front paws and looked at the unattainable dining table, full of horror and incredibleness.
Even more incredible than his grandparents. The old woman picked up the puppy in the chair and whispered, "How can it become a dog? I have made animals for many years and have never made a dog!"
"Well, show me, show me, he looks so handsome, even the changed beast is different from others." The little girl bounced to touch the puppy.
Livestock? Turned out to be livestock? Youyi finally understood what happened to him. The so-called animal husbandry is a kind of black art, which can turn people into livestock, and then pull them out and sell them. He was defenseless, but he did not protect the old, weak women and children. After three generations, he had forgotten the life-saving rules in the last days: never underestimate the elderly and children.
To make matters worse, he only knows that there is such a hex, and he doesn't know how to crack it, that is to say, he has nothing but hands to do. What if it becomes a cattle, horse, sheep, or other livestock, you can spread your hoof and escape, and become a small slap dog?
The old woman who was pinched on the back of her neck was frustrated, but the next moment she was angry, only to hear the old woman sigh, "What can a dog do? Why not change him back and sell it to Xiaoxuanguan. "
"No, no, stay and let me keep it!" The little girl pulled the old woman's skirt and flirted.
When the ancestors and grandchildren were discussing, a shout came from outside, "Grandson, grandson? Give a few pots to Grandpa!"
The old woman threw Yuzhao into her granddaughter's arms and hurried out. The little girl was as happy as she wished, and she jumped in her arms and ran out to play. The pitiful uncle was dizzy and swollen, so he could only kick the little leg-children weakly, not even barking.
Several young men in regular clothes were sitting outside chatting, all of them white-faced and soft-spoken, apparently eunuchs in the palace. It is very close to the palace gate, and the eunuchs and housewives who have finished errands often sit here waiting for their companions who have not returned.
Although the old woman was pregnant with demon art, she did not dare to provoke people in the palace. The little girl crouched in the corner, poked at the fart with a wooden stick, and shouted "dogs and dogs" in her mouth. If she wanted to run, she would slap him and rub him hard. few times. After trying it a few times, Aya finally gave up, lying on the ground innocently, his nose humming.
A was attracted by the barking, approached and looked closely, and immediately changed his face, "Grandson, isn't this dog yours?"
"The neighbor's dog gave birth to a cub and gave me one."
"You fart!" The burst into a shout and startled everyone.
The old woman quickly bowed her head, concealing her frightened expression. She can only create a kind of demon animal. She has no strength to protect herself. If she provokes the palace person, she will definitely be skinned and cramped.
"What's wrong?" The other people immediately surrounded them, and saw howling on the ground, surprised, "This dog is so cute and has very pure fur, it seems, it seems ..."
They are all on business at the cat and dog house, and all the precious cats and dogs in Dayan Kingdom can be distinguished at a glance. The lead man carefully hugged him, flipped his eyes, ears, nose and nose, and rubbed his belly and small paws, stunned, "This is actually a Zang sleeve dog, and it is a rare breed with a different color .The average Zang sleeve dog is mostly mixed with black and brown, but it is white and white, without any flaws, which is rare in the real world! "
Having identified the "noble bloodliness" of a prince, the forced her to look at the old woman and asked, "Grandson, this Tibetan-sleeved dog is a Tibetan tribute, and noble people in the palace want to raise it. How can you tell the people?" Where was it stolen? "
I saw a hat for "stealing tribute" pressed down. If the crime was committed, the skin and cramps would be considered light. Maybe she would be executed by Ling Chi. The elderly woman couldn't change the person back, so she had to hold her granddaughter and throw it out. Projectile disappeared in a burst of black smoke.
Several eunuchs stunned for a while before thinking of reporting to the officer, and then brought this pure white Zang sleeve dog into the palace. At first, you also felt unlucky, and learned that he was "noble and extraordinary" status and secretly rejoiced. If not, he will one day be maimed by the little girl, or even killed after getting tired of it. The children who grew up in the hands of the demon woman didn't understand what humanity and compassion were.
Cats and dogs, like human society, are also distinguished by their high and low grades. Although they are rare and rare breeds on the market, there is a great difference between tribute and non-tribute. There is also a natural gap in hair color and temperament. It is not only a tributary, but the pure color of the hair is rare, gentle and well-behaved, it is the best of the best.
The director of the cat and dog house quickly reported the matter to the emperor, so that every concubine wouldn't fancy this Zang sleeve dog and make him difficult to be a man.
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Just after being trapped in a cage, he was carried out before he could adapt to the environment. After weighing the weight, he put it in a more compact and delicate gold wire cage and took it out. The two eunuchs responsible for escorting him talked in a low voice while walking, "The emperor really felt the most distressed to the seven princes. He heard of a pure white Zang sleeve dog and immediately let us send it to Ganquan Palace. Other nobles could not even watch it. Have a look."
"No matter how you say, the seventh prince has also received it on behalf of the emperor. If he had not drank the porridge that should have been presented to the emperor, he would not have endured a half-life. Everyone else was scrapped, and it was worth nothing to give something good."
"It's true. The emperor loves Hui Fei and the eighth prince so much, but also entrusts the seventh prince. But the seven princes are behaving indifferently, and although they are inconvenient, they are extremely disgusted with the closeness of living creatures.
"If he doesn't like it, the emperor will change hands and give it to the eighth prince. The noble beggars should be jealous again."
"Shh, keep quiet."
The two looked left and right, silent, and did not notice the puppy in the cage showing a thoughtful expression.
Inside Ganquan Palace, the Emperor Jingyan of Dayan Kingdom is chatting with Concubine Hui. There are two twelve-year-old teenagers beside him, one with a bright smile and a cheerful temperament, and one in a wheelchair with his head down, I don't know what to think. He only showed one side face, but his sword eyebrows were squinting, his nose was high, and his eyes were extremely handsome. When a cricket was brought into the main hall, the cheerful teenager came hurriedly and exclaimed around the cage, but he only glanced lightly, his eyes full of coldness.
Lord, master? Youzhe stared at a handsome face suddenly enlarged, and couldn't believe his good fortune. He also wondered if he would meet his master in the palace, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. Thank God for your care! He immediately changed from a dabbling state to a lively one, stepped on his short legs and ran to the cage, screaming at the boy.
"Father Emperor, it likes me!" The cheerful teenager proudly announced.
"This is for your emperor. If you like it, let someone find another one." Jingdi said softly.
Emperor? Only then did you notice that there was still a person sitting in the corner, who looked exactly like the master. They were twins? So the question is, which one is it? Or maybe both? You have been fooled for a lifetime, and you have been completely embarrassed. You tilt your head to look left and right, and raise your little paw to scratch your head.
Seeing this scene, the frosty boy rarely hooked his lips. He has always been paying attention to his Jingdi Long Yueyue, beckoning, "Bring the puppy up to let the seven princes look good."
The eighth prince did not give up, begging, "Father emperor, son Chen also likes this puppy very much, can't he give it to son Chen?"
"Let ’s go, you each hold something to tease it. If it goes to whom, who is its master, is that good?" Hui Fei said with a smile.
At this point, you have determined that the teenager in the wheelchair is his master. The master will never pretend to be innocent, while pretending to be innocent; he will never bully a bad person, let alone the other person is his brother.
Knowing that their siblings are physically ill, they need more care and love, but cheerful teenagers still fight to grab them, and their behavior is clear at a glance. Even more annoying is Hui Fei. As a mother, shouldn't she take care of the more vulnerable children? How can I make that kind of suggestion? There was a bad breath, and she was still coquettish to the cheerful teenager, but now she took a few steps back and barked.
Unfortunately, his angry expression was concealed in the fleece, and no one saw it, causing the eighth prince to laugh lowly, "Mother-in-law, look at it, it's calling me."
"I have said, this is something for the old seven." Jingdi helpless.
"Let them play together." Hui Fei rounded the field.
The seventh prince finally spoke, "Since the emperor likes it, give it to him. The son Chenjie's disease is serious, I'm afraid I can't stand the mess of cats and dogs."
While talking, the had opened the cage. When I saw that the master wanted to give himself to others, he hurriedly ran over with his short legs and stood up. He kept scratching the master's clothes with two fat short claws and made a grieving hum.
The seventh emperor's dull eyes let out a little light, and somehow his eyes could not be removed from the puppy anyway. It was a snow-white ball that ran like a rolling ball, extremely cute, more cute than all the creatures he had ever seen. Its expression was still so agile, as if some grievances, some anxieties, and countless joys and joys. It can be seen that it likes itself much more than the old eight.
The seventh prince trembled at the apex, and quickly bent over to pick up the puppy, gently supporting it with a soft-soft fart. The disgusting feeling in the imagination did not appear, and he could not breathe anymore. The puppy had rushed to his face, desperately licking-licking his eyelids, nose, lips, etc., to make a wet water.
"Oh! Hurry up and bring the puppy, Xiao Qi won't stand it!" Hui Fei exclaimed.
The King Emperor retired, showing a smile of relief. His son is very good. He has never been so happy since he was paralyzed. He was chuckling, stroking the puppy's head and belly lightly, trying to get close to kissing it again-wet eyes and nose, his face was full of tenderness. He finally had a little youthful vigor.
The eighth prince clenched his fists with his hands in his sleeves, pretending to be brisk, "It seems that puppies also like Brother Huang very much, shall we raise it together? Brother Huang, put it on the table, and let us feed it a little. "
"Have it been eaten?" The seventh prince looked at the of the cat and dog house.
"His Highness Qiqi, I ate a bowl of congee before I came here. I think I can eat a little more at this time. This is a special cake for cats and dogs. It has to be chopped and fed. Weak, cow's milk, raw eggs, too sweet, too salty, too hard food can not eat, they will get sick. "The roughly explained.
The seventh prince listened carefully, and finally commanded, "When you leave later, write down the precautions, the more detailed the better." Then took the cake handed by the maid, and chopped it slowly to feed.
When the puppy eats, it is completely rolled away little by little by the tip of the tongue, and the remaining residues are also licked clean. The tiny and tender tongue with a little barbed tongue coating leaves a string of crisps-itching The intention made the seventh prince's heart tremble. This feeling is definitely not disgusting, but enjoyment and addiction.
He fed a small piece, followed by another, and turned a deaf ear to the imperial brother's request that he put the puppy on the table. The tabletop is cold and hard, and it will freeze it. It is still the warmest and most comfortable in your arms. Moreover, he didn't like the puppies being touched by others, even if he looked at them more.
The eighth prince begged several times and did not get a response from the emperor. He could not help looking at his father and mother-in-law with his aggrieved eyes. Hui Fei patted his head distressedly, but Jingdi waved his hand, "What is your rare thing that your emperor sees, do you still argue with him? Why are you so ignorant?"
The eighth prince's face changed slightly, and he quickly said that he knew something wrong, because the puppy was too cute and he liked Yunyun too much. Hui Fei also reproached her younger son and taught him to ask brothers and friends to respect him. Emperor Jing was just satisfied, and after a while, he hurried away. Hui Fei and the eighth prince stood down the corridor to congratulate the holy driver.
The eighth prince took a piece of cake and went to the emperor to tease the puppy, but he pushed away with a cold face.
Although the looks are the same, you are very loath to the eighth prince. He barked a few times with his teeth grinning, and the fluff on his back was upright, showing his hostility fully. Seeing the eighth prince stretch the cake to his nose to seduce, quickly twisted the fart-thigh, and put his head into the master's shirt. Drill, leaving a small tail to flick gently.
This loyal, pitiful and cute appearance made the seventh prince laugh with a terrible smile, and immediately covered his exposed fart-stocks to prevent them from falling out.
The eighth prince's eyes were red and anxious. "Mother-in-law, I want this puppy! You can let the emperor give it to me."
Hui Fei naturally ordered, "Lao Qi, give your puppy to your emperor. You have difficulty moving, you can't even take care of yourself, what kind of pets do you have?"
Already accustomed to his mother's cold words and inconsistencies, the seventh prince did not feel disappointed or sad. He really has no hope in his life, and he is really a waste, so it is no wonder that others despise and neglect. The reward from the father emperor can all be given to the old eight, only this puppy can't. It makes him laugh, fills his heart with joy and tenderness, and makes him feel that living is so beautiful.
"No, it's mine." He flatly refused.
"What are you talking about?" Hui Fei couldn't believe it. "You don't listen to mother-in-law?"
"The Father Emperor gave it to me. This is a decree. If you take it away, I will go to the Father Emperor. I don't want to end up with the notoriety of disobedience and bullying the disabled brother, you should stop." After that, the seven princes waved their hands and ordered the personal palace woman to push the wheelchair back to her palace. The palace girl quickly glanced at Hui Fei before she moved.
Hui Fei was so angry, but because there were many people in the palace, it was not easy to yell at her, so she had to sit down with her in her hands and read the evil barrier. The eighth prince has never seen such a tough and cold side of Lao Qi, and was a bit shocked, unable to return to God for a long time.
Youyi once guessed that the master who had lost his star position and lost his mana must have had a hard time, but he was not expected to be so difficult. His mother didn't love, his brother was crowded out. Although his father was interested, he was slightly negligent because of busy government affairs. What's worse, he was paralyzed and spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
And all these ordeals are caused by ourselves. Thinking of this, Youyi was distressed and angry. She climbed to the shoulder of the master, barked for a while at Ganquan Palace, and then hugged the master's side face with his short front claws. Howling consolation.
The seventh prince put his hands under his armpits, raised it up, and stared deeply into his eyes. "Are you distressing me?"
You Xi wanted to nod, but because of the presence of the palace people, he had to change to barking.
"It really hurts me." The seventh prince laughed loudly, kissed him for a while, kissed his forehead, kissed his nose, kissed his little mouth, little claws, and belly for a while. I'm fine. Those who don't mind me can't hurt me. Although I'm not good at doing things, but taking care of you is not a problem, so don't worry about the rumors of others. "
In turn, the concubine Yuzu became more guilty and guilty. She touched the master's lips with a pink meat pad, but he carefully held it and kissed him a lot. With this puppy, his current mood can only be described by the eight words of "ecstatic ecstasy". 2k novel reading network