Guarding the frontier at the beginning: I copied my talent

Early the next morning, Shen Ming got up early.

Since he arrived in this world, his life rhythm has become quite regular.

Pushing open the door, the morning light was shining, stabbing him to squint.

In the oblique thorn, I saw a person sitting in the corner of the wall by the door, it was the girl who sold herself to bury her father yesterday.

She sat against the wall, curled up with her legs bent, and slept outside her house for the night.

The little girl's clothes were thin, with a lot of threads, and mud marks were scattered on her tattered shoes.

The autumn night was cold, and her thin body was blown by the evening breeze all night, and she shivered in her sleep.

Shen Ming squatted down and patted her head, it was wet, the fog was too heavy in the autumn morning, and her hair was wet.

The girl was already sleeping lightly, opened her eyes in confusion, saw Shen Ming, blinked her eyes to ease her senses, and kowtowed to Shen Ming in a panic.

"Hello sir!" The voice is timid.

Shen Ming held her up, also surprised:

"You slept outside my house for a night?" But what's wrong with me? The

girl nodded obediently, took out a bag of tight cloth from her arms, untied it layer by layer, and handed it to Shen Ming with both hands.

But it was the silver money that Shen Ming gave her yesterday.

"Vine... Man'er can't take your money, Man'er is willing to be the master's slave... A lifetime of service for you. The

girl's voice was soft, still timid.

These words, which she had rehearsed in her mind all night last night, were still flustered when she said them now.

Shen Ming patted her head again, and the two rings were drooping, like a rabbit drooping with two ears.

............

"Shen boy, are you really going to take her?" Old man Jiang stuffed the hot meat bun into his mouth, shaking his legs, and his voice was indistinct.

Shen Ming sighed, also helpless.

Just now, he went out to collect supplies to fill the peak dragon arm armor, and the little girl followed him all the way, like a little tail, for fear that Shen Ming would lose her.

Now, around the dining table, the little girl is hungry, but she can't help but look at the table to eat.

Qiao Shengsheng stood beside Shen Ming, saw that his tea cup was empty, stood on tiptoe, and filled the tea.

Jiang Laohan caught a glimpse, quietly drank the tea in his cup, and put the tea cup down.

The little girl was very eye-catching, and picked up the teapot on tiptoe, the teapot was too heavy for her to hold, and she walked over to fill it for Jiang Laohan, and then returned to Shen Ming's side, standing timidly.

I'm afraid I've done something wrong.

Her feet were small and awkwardly placed together, as if she wanted to hide them.

The shoes were too dirty and a little torn.

She was afraid that Shen Ming would see it and dislike herself.

"Let's take it first." Shen Ming made a decision, Jiang Laohan did not refute, and stuffed a bun into his mouth, and his cheeks bulged.

Shen Ming bought a new dress for the little girl, and she dressed up herself.

The whole person looks pretty, although the skin is not fair, but it is wheat-colored, and it is cute.

"Your name is Man'er, aren't you?" Shen Ming looked at her, not like an ordinary peasant child, but he didn't ask much.

"Yes, sir." Man'er's voice was crisp.

"Don't call me lord in the future, call me son." Shen Ming patted her head again, and her bun flicked one by one.

"Yes, sir... Son. "

Man'er is thin and small, far from being like the eleven or twelve-year-old children in Shen Ming's previous life.

There were more people on his mount, but it didn't have much effect, and the three of them galloped all the way and continued to rush towards the capital.

The drought continued, and there were many displaced people along the way, and this autumn day was supposed to be the harvest season, but the ridges were all barren.

This area of peaks and peaks is stacked and green, the mountains stretch endlessly, go for more than ten days, pass the Longguan, the terrain changes again, a broad river wantonly longitudinally and horizontally, the waves are like anger.

Although the water level is a little low, it is also majestic.

"I waited for this Longguan, and it was not far from Yanzhou, which was the ancient capital of the two dynasties, even now, the main city of Yanzhou is also the capital of my dynasty, guarding the capital, extremely majestic!"

Jiang Laohan introduced to Shen Ming, pointing to the vast plain ahead, and there were some ruins and broken walls standing faintly, but there was nothing else to see.

In Jiang Laohan's mouth, that area was once the place where the palaces of the Great Qi and Great Zhao dynasties were built.

But for some reason, it was not used by Daxin, and now it is difficult to even see traces.

Man'er followed Shen Ming closely, but her ears were pointed, and she was a little fascinated when she listened to the story of the previous dynasty told by Jiang Laohan.

But he didn't forget to open the kettle and handed it to Shen Ming:

"Childe drink water."

The two ringed buns were bumpy because of the ride on the horse, and they were lying on their heads, like cats with folded ears.

"Shen boy, I'll go to Fudu in a while, I'll take you to have some fun." Jiang Laohan took a sip of wine, and his face was obscene.

"Oh? What's fun? Shen Ming was a little interested.

Jiang Laohan took advantage of Man'er's inattention, covered his mouth and secretly said in Shen Ming's ear:

"Geji Fang."

When Shen Ming heard this, his eyebrows jumped, his heart fluttered, and he jumped stupidly unconsciously.

Finally, you can see the red light districts of this world!

This...... Simply! Great!

An old man and a young man looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent, and their faces were full of excitement.

Man'er looked at Shen Ming curiously, wondering why her son-in-law suddenly became so happy, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Childe is happy, and Man'er is also happy!" Immediately, he was no longer entangled, and he also accompanied Shen Ming to have silly fun.

............

Shanglong City is like a giant dragon with a coiled body, located in the north of Yanzhou.

Dusk is approaching, but the lights of this new capital are like day, the blue bricks and jade tiles are shining, and the eaves on the top echo each other.

The ridge of the building stretches all the way to the south of the city, and one of the buildings stands in the trouble, the style is elegant and rouge, and even the wind blowing has three dark fragrances.

This Suxue Pavilion is a well-known song hall in Shanglong City, which is officially operated by Daxin, but it is somewhat similar to Shen Ming's previous life, the official Qinglou under the jurisdiction of the Ming Dynasty Teaching Workshop Division.

It is not uncommon for literati to occasionally linger in song halls, and even among the top officials of the DPRK and the Central Committee, there are occasional scandals with singers and dancers, which is not uncommon.

Li Jinglin was in a bad mood.

The Battle of the Northern Frontier subsided, and he, the main battle faction, was demoted from the power center of the capital to the capital, but it was the best result.

During this period, in order to start the war, he worked hard, did everything he could, and his goal was about to be achieved.

But the inexplicable crack of the demon clan in the north became a turning point in the change, and then the Nanyu Kingdom suddenly attacked, and Mo Bing was really weak! He obediently stopped the war and offered a proton! What a rubbish!

Xiao Jing, the governor of Yanzhou, was born elegant and handsome, over forty years old, with a long beard.

He started from the end of the micro, the ability is very strong, the official everywhere is the rule of the Qingming, the people live and work in peace and contentment, promoted to the Yanzhou Zhizhou for several years, the reputation is excellent.

This is the first time he has come to Suxue Pavilion, and he really can't shirk it.

Li Jinglin has been up and down in the sea for many years, and he has long practiced the ability to not move, and he is now looking safe, and he is drinking with Xiao Jing.

Ironically, today's banquet is for Xiao Jing.

He is about to enter Beijing to enter the photo. And this phase was vacated by Li Jinglin after he was demoted.

The group sat in the elegant seat of Suxue Pavilion, each with their own thoughts, and suddenly heard the noise downstairs, and their eyes looked in that direction.

A yellow-faced old man, a handsome offspring, and an eleven or two-year-old girl.

Strange combination, could it be that three generations of grandparents and grandchildren came to the song house to drink and have fun?