MTL - The Ugly Prince-~ ☆ 、 18

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Ping stood on the head of the city.

Looking up, he seems to be able to hear the screams from afar.

Looking down, he seems to be able to smell the **** smell that has accumulated for many years.

The blood rolls in the body.

He knows that these are hallucinations. The Huns army has temporarily returned, waiting for the coming spring to come back again.

I still remember that after one and a half months of involvement, following the first army to the mouth of Yanmenguan, he was shocked by Yanmenguan, who was in danger of being in the mountains.

In this world, the first Guandong is on the Yanmen Mountain and the west is on the Longshan Mountain. The two mountains face each other and are shaped like Tianmen. It consists of three parts: Guancheng, Yucheng and Sicheng. The city gates in the north and west of Guancheng opened up the city gates, but now because of the war, the three doors are very strict.

In the city of Guancheng, the north gate is not only the city, but also the city outside the city. The siege is built on the mountain. The southern end of the wall is connected to the east and west wings of Guancheng, and the north is extended along the ridge to the bottom of the valley. The gate is also built. Outside the siege, there are three large stone walls and twenty-five small stone walls to form a barrier.

With such a pass, it is no wonder that the Xiongnu can only look down on the city for hundreds of years.

In the past three years, the attack and defense have been guarded, and they have not scored the Yanmen Pass, and they have not repulsed the Huns.

Half a month ago, Saibei entered the winter, and the Huns returned to the station to wait for the coming spring.

And they can also breathe a sigh of relief and return to Yanmenguan.

“The dangerous peaks are over the autumn, and the yellow sand is scattered in the setting sun.”

Zhang Ping did not look back. He knew who the person who sent the emotion was.

"Autumn is over. The three emperors have also returned to Beijing."

"I know."

"Don't you go back?" This person is already much taller than him, probably with a big head. He is not too short, he can only say that this person is abnormally developed.

"You want me to go back?"

Zhang Ping turned his head and shook his head. To be honest, he has lived here many times more than happy in the capital.

"I won't go back. Now it doesn't help me to go back. I just got a firm foothold here, and I have my own team. If I go back, these are all gone." Huangfu reached out and sighed the city. .

"Yes, the three emperors are going back to the glory, and the rewards are indispensable. In less than two years, he has risen from the tiger to the right general. You are much worse than riding the singer. Turn right." Zhang Ping haha ​​laughed at his riding prince.

"Who is the parent who is handsomer than me."

Zhang Ping stunned and laughed.

The sentence that Huangfu said has an allusion.

I remember when I first came, the general Liu Bai introduced the two emperors to the leaders. It was said that there were two emperors accompanying the army this time. Most of the generals frowned in the dark and regarded both of them as troublesome.

The three emperors belonged to the generals directly under the jurisdiction of the generals. Because of his own requirements, the emperor was ruled by the direct division of the military class than him.

And his direct supervisor is Tao Zheng, who is a full-time martial artist.

Tao Zhengang's personality is just like his name, stinking and straight, and his words are not merciless. When I led Huangfu to his residence on the first day, I asked: You said that you are not doing well, do you have to go to the battlefield to do something? Want to make a military achievement to earn the throne? I don’t think you hope too much. The three emperors’ temples are down to the top of the ranks, and they are directly under the generals. And you have to take a deputy position, or a ride. It can be seen that although you are all princes, the difference is not small.

The masked emperor listened to him and said that he was not angry. He smiled and said: Yes, who is the parent who is handsomer than me.

Tao Zhenggang wanted to ask him why he had a mask, and he couldn’t ask for it.

After that, this became an excuse he would say whenever he compares him with the three emperors. Over time, the people who heard it used this sentence as a joke.

"You have to dare to laugh again, I will kill you at night."

Zhang Ping’s laughter stuck in his neck.

"Cough, I said that riding a singer, what do you mean in the past three years? Why do I want to play more and you don't let it?" Zhang Ping, who has not learned to argue with Huangfu in this three years, hastened to change. The topic.

The emperor glanced at him. "You can laugh, I like to see you laughing. Counting, I haven't slept you for a long time?"

"Cough! You are only 18 years old when you ride an adult. Please don't say anything like a perverted old ghost."

Zhang Ping did not want to show weakness, but in the past three years, he did not know how, he was a little scared.

Just like the bed bug, he can't completely refuse him. Sometimes he feels that he has done it before, and it doesn't make much sense to refuse. But... this does not mean that he can accept some perverted behavior.

"Zhang Ping, you let me tie you up and sleep for a night, then I promised not to touch you for half a month?"

Ok, you are a ghost! The only thing Zhang Ping can't understand is why this guy wants to tie him like a blind man whenever he has a chance.

"Huangfu, you don't want to be too much." Zhang Ping whispered.

Huangfu whispered softly, and when Zhang Ping called his full name, he would generally converge.

"The third child is no longer useful in the military. If he returns to Beijing, he will have no real power. The military power is still in the hands of his grandfather. But he can't stay in the army, as long as he still thinks about it. Position. I am, it is not the same, even my mother, my grandfather probably did not trust me much hope. As far as my grandfather, he may wish me to make great contributions to the military, it is best to learn to marry In the future, when the country is closed, it will recruit troops to build a military of its own.

Zhang Ping nodded. "What are you doing now?"

"70%, what about you?"

Zhang Ping smiled smugly: "When we have made a move, you have to be too weak, be careful that I will climb you."

The emperor looked at his smug little look, and he wanted to catch it.

"You are so sure that you can win me? Do you want to make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?" Zhang Ping also came to the interest. He always wanted to find a bright and bright opportunity to teach the less and more wicked Prince of the Royal Highness. Since he sent it to the door, he would not push it out.

"If I lose, I will tell you why I have to be flat and my next plan for three years. If I win, I will use a rope to make a close-fitting coat for you."

The emperor smiled and laughed at the amiable.

Zhang Ping also laughed and smiled and gnashed his teeth.

"Good! But add one more. If you lose, you are not allowed to pull me into bed for a year."

"A word is fixed."

"A word is fixed!"

The Lord's servant stood on the wall of Yanmenguan, and made a sinister laughter face to face.

That night, Wude rode in the bedroom of the donkey.

Zhang Ping was tied like a frog, lying on his back on the bed.

"You are mean!"

"You haven't heard of the soldiers?"

The smile of the imperial concubine who is not wearing a mask is quite embarrassing. He is already 18 years old, his face is very deep, especially his eyes, deeply under the brow, the face is like being carved out. The herringbone blood red birthmark on his face made him look awkward when he was not fierce.

If you are serious, Huangfu’s face is not ugly, and he can even describe it with masculine words. But no one dared to stare at his face for a long time, often when he saw him reveal his face, he was first stunned by the blood.

In the past three years, although Huangpu’s performance has been flat, there are many people who can kill him. Zhang Ping sometimes thinks that he is like taking the swords of the Xiongnu soldiers. He has no sympathy and is very happy. This is why Zhang Ping’s inexplicable reason has caused him some fear--that person does not seem to take human life seriously.

"Are we not saying that it is better? How can you use the medicine? Hey! What are you doing!"

Huangfu sucked a **** red print on the soft skin between his strands, which raised his head:

"Why not? You didn't say you can't use it. And your martial arts is better than me. If I don't need some powder, wouldn't you win?"

"fart!"

"Zhang Ping, did you teach me before, let you clean your body every night to be ready to serve me at any time? Why are you not obedient?"

Huangfu spread his palms to cover Zhang Ping’s most vulnerable place, and he took a hard look at it.

Zhang Ping’s “ah” sounded a short scream.

"Huangfu! Don't take you so bully eunuch!"

"Oh, poor Zhang Ping brother, you said wrong, I will not bully other eunuchs, I will only bully you. You should be glad that you have no one, otherwise..." Huangfu smiled slowly Going to his own clothes, he liked Zhang Ping at this time.

"Don't worry, flat. Tonight is still long, we can come slowly." Although he is only 18 years old, he can definitely be called a man's imperial concubine from both height and body shape. That little cute belly button.

Zhang Ping’s eyes turned over and he could not wait to stun himself.

Zhang Ping gasped and crouched on the legs of Huangfu.

Huangfu gently touched his hair with one hand and stroked it with one hand.

He has already lived a happy life just now, and now he is not so eager. As he said, this night is still very long, he will enjoy this night.

"Is it painful?" The tall boy still asked from time to time.

"Pain, don't get it anymore. Untie the rope!" Zhang Ping uncomfortably moved his neck.

"Is it painful?"

Zhang Ping’s body trembled like a painful and not painful jealousy.

"I will apply some ointment to you. I remember that you like those ointments very much. Every time you wipe it for you, you will cry and cry."

"Huangfu!"

"Hey, you called my name so loudly, I heard it to others, and healed you with a big disrespect. Come, call the slaves."

"roll!"

"Follow me.... You said, I will untie the rope."

"I said what you said, do you really give me the rope?"

Huangfu nodded, thinking that he could not see, and specifically said: "I will not only untie the rope for you, I will not enter you again tonight."

"The slave wants, the prince will hurry up to me." Zhang Ping said it in one breath. It’s not a word, he won’t let his **** prince continue to find reasons to ruin him for this.

Huangfu’s face was green. “This is not a big deal.” He held the person in front and he looked at him.

"You are bothering? Do you want to toss me? Do you think it is interesting? Ah! Don't stop! I said I said. Wang Ye, beg you not to torture the slaves again, the slaves are so uncomfortable, Wang Ye..."

Huangfu swallowed.

Although castrated, Zhang Ping, who has exercised his body very well due to martial arts, looks like a normal man. Even more refined.

This kind of Zhang Ping, who claimed to be a slave in a hoarse soft tone, his eyes were black and full because of anger and other reasons. The male body, which should be perfect, has defects in the most important part. And he was **** by himself.

Several concealed sexual stimuli are all in one, and the 18-year-old imperial concubine can endure it.

"Zhang Ping..."

Huangfu put Zhang Ping on his lap and walked through him.

Zhang Ping’s head was awkward and he was born.

It stands to reason that Zhang Ping should be very angry, but he does not understand how easy it is to be so soft to the boy.

He was tossed up at night, and they should do the next day. He never thought about giving the kid a knife or something.

Could it be said that the following one is cut, and the heart will become like a woman? Zhang Ping is vigilant.

Isn't it the most poisonous woman's heart? Yin Xian Niang is also a woman, and she does not see how soft her heart is. This is still her own son. This fact can prove that the soft heart is not soft and has little to do with men and women.

And I heard that this time there will be a disturbance of the Huns, which is said to be related to women.

Huangfu told him that the previous generation had married a 16-year-old bride, Yue Shi, at the age of sixty. Unfortunately, his youngest son, Luton, took possession when he saw the young and beautiful stepmother. heart of.

Later, the Moon and the King of the Moon and the 厥 里 应 外 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 杀死 杀死 杀死 杀死 杀死 杀死 杀死 杀死 杀死 杀死 杀死

In the past five years, the young monk has suddenly led the troops to attack Yanmenguan and has harassed the border people from time to time. For the sake of Moon’s words: she does not want to live a nomadic life. She hopes to live in the prosperous Central Plains and become the most expensive woman in the world.

Because of the hope of the moon, the love of Yue Yue became the devil's decision to satisfy her wish. Moreover, it encroached on the Central Plains, which was originally a dream of the past. After nearly two decades of cultivation, he felt that they had this power again.

Although Da Ya is strong, but in the past 20 years, especially the current emperor Shengdi heavy Wenfan, the strength of Daya is no longer as shocking as before. In the past three decades, there have been no major battles, and the result of the victory of the Emperor against the military officers has become more apparent. For this reason, not only the Xiongnu, but other things like Xiqiao and Dawan also began to move.

Everyone wants to eat this fat. Huangfu smiled and said to him. Not only foreigners, but even those in Amiya, some ambitions and powers, and which ones are not looking at the throne?

If I can sit in that position, I will definitely have fun with them, it must be fun.

Zhang Ping sighed. He didn't like the imperial concubine's tone of life and even the world. But he does not want him to really carry anything. This is a very contradictory mentality.

The days are so plain and faint.

Many people in the city did not know that he was an eunuch, because he changed the costumes of ordinary soldiers two days before he came to Yanmenguan. Considering that the four emperors need to be served with the army, it is always inconvenient to have an **** to be with Wude. Huangfu took the initiative to ask Zhang Ping to replace the **** costume, and the general Liu Bai naturally did not say much.

The winter in Saibei is quite long.

Huangfu took Zhang Pingzhen to practice training.

In three years, he already has a team that is loyal to him. Although there are not many people, there are only two thousand people. However, the bowing ability of these two thousand people is the strongest in the whole army, and their other abilities are unknown.

Of course, no one knows that he secretly sent some people who pledge allegiance to him, and then changed some others to come in. Come and go, his team has been kept at two thousand, but the number of people secretly transferred by him is no less than one hundred. And this, even Zhang Ping is not very clear.

In three years, he secretly weaved a net and sown it. In the past three years, he used actual combat to test his own ideas in response to General Liu’s strategy. Sometimes he feels that his ideas are better, and sometimes he is surprising for the tactical shooting of General Liu.

He knows that he is still young and lacks experience. He is not arrogant, does not complain, does not complain, while buying people's hearts and proceeding according to the plan.

Sometimes he will be eager. Sometimes when he dreams of falling back to his childhood nightmare and struggling to wake up, he will hate and hate to control his own killing.

At this time he will go to find Zhang Ping. The wonderful thing is that Zhang Ping, who usually pushes three resistances and fours, always sees him at this time, and then he squats in bed and let him toss.

He didn't control himself last night. He remembered that Zhang Ping seemed to have hurt him. But when I woke up in the morning, I found that the bedside man had long since disappeared.

Picking up a hair on the pillow, Huangfu's face is gloomy. He didn't like Zhang Ping and he didn't even talk to him and he couldn't run. And this kind of thing happened many times. He thought, maybe he should mention it to Zhang Ping again, and he should know him when he goes there.

Zhang Ping was sitting at the early morning stall in the city to drink porridge and eat fritters.

To say that porridge and fritters are the perfect match in the morning, if there is another salted duck egg, then there is nothing to say. Unfortunately, the stall owner does not supply salted duck eggs. He provides halogen eggs.

"Hey, madman, was it in the ditch last night? How is it so stinky?" Zhang Ping licked the fritters and gestured to the main bowl of porridge to the man on the table.

The man who was called a madman by Zhang Ping looked up, and he laughed twice. The nose smelled the porridge, and he grabbed the porridge bowl in the hands of the owner. He didn’t use chopsticks. Hula hula went to his mouth.

The stall owner snorted and said: "Death mad, don't break the bowl!"

The madman ignored him. After drinking the porridge, he went to grab the halogen egg in Zhang Ping's plate.

"Hey, don't you grab me old? It's better than me, but it's cheaper for me." Zhang Ping knows that he won't be martial arts, and he is too embarrassed to grab him. He has to let the staller give him two more brines. egg.

"Hey, isn't this Zhang Gonggong? I have to eat breakfast in the morning."

Zhang Ping raised his eyes and came to know him, one of the guards around the three emperors. I don't know what kind of hatred this person has with the eunuch. If he meets him in three years, he will be ridiculed by this person.

Some time ago, I was glad that the three emperors had finally returned. But just after the end of the year, he actually came back. This time his official position became a supervised army.

I heard that the Three Emperors became the supervisors, and the mood of Huangfu was not very good. This shows that the forces of the three emperors in the DPRK have become larger, or that their fathers want to allow several capable princes to contain each other.

When the three emperors came back, they called the emperor and did not let him follow up. I didn’t know what to say to his poor horse-riding prince. After Huangfu went back, he spent two days. Finally, he finally caught him and vented a pass last night.

His **** is still faintly painful, and the bottom line is because the boss of this person is harmed. Zhang Ping even looked at him and he was too lazy to take a bite.

"Hey, Zhang Gonggong, I don't mean it. If you eat this pot of stewed eggs, you can't grow an egg. Haha!" Several officers and men who came out to eat with the guards were laughing. .

A few people who eat earlier are secretly squatting Zhang Ping, this person is an eunuch? I can’t really see it in a uniform uniform, and I don’t have the feeling of yin and yang in the eunuch.

The stall owner was even more surprised. This is called Zhang Ping’s ordinary soldier who came to him and did not know how long he had eaten. He never knew that he was an eunuch.

However, it seems that the person in front of him seems to be in his early twenties, his body is quite strong, but there is not even a scum on his face, especially on his chin. I didn’t think so before. Now it’s a bit like this. strange.

Zhang Ping’s expression became quite sturdy, and he slowly took his own breakfast with his head down. No matter what the few people said, he just didn't hear it.

"The old man, give the man a bowl of porridge, the fritters and eggs are a little more." The guard saw that he did not respond, simply greeted everyone to sit down together.

"Wu Shiwei, the egg does not need it? People say what to eat, we do not need to grab someone?" The person who talked to see the costume belongs to the infantry battalion, and is a famous school.

"Wang Xiong, I didn't say it right now. No one can eat it if he eats it. Besides, even if he makes up for it, his family will only cut him again."

"Hey, it’s pitiful to say that the **** is too bad. You said that he didn't have a second child. Is he usually standing in the urine or urinating? And, I heard that the **** and the palace girl will also... How do they get it?" After a word, the voice was not loud, just the table they could hear.

Wu Weiwei sent a strange smile, deliberately lowered the door: "I don't know how to make eunuchs and palace ladies. But I heard that our four emperors are the masters of waterways and dry roads. Hey, don't believe us." Father."

"What are you talking about? Is it..."

"You don't want to think that the four emperors have come down to the military camp for three years. Have you seen him recruited? We are Zhang Gonggong, it is hard in the daytime, and it is not easy at night. Hahaha!"

"Do you really want this? Is this really the same thing as Ning Wang?"

"There is still a fake. It was spread all over the capital. The eunuch, if it wasn't a man, if you don't have a woman, don't take it."

"I am! A dead goods, really shameless!"

Zhang Ping stood up and paid for the money. He even paid the madman together.

The school surnamed Wang sneaked out his foot and Zhang Ping could only let himself fall.

There was a burst of laughter early in the morning, Wu Shiwei called: "Oh, Zhang Gonggong, be careful of your pants!"

Zhang Ping smashed the gray, climbed up and bowed his head and left.

Looking at Zhang Ping's small dish, there is still a halogen egg that I didn't eat. Wang Xiaoyu is even more happy to yell: "Zhang Gonggong, your egg! How do you forget to take your eggs away. Hahaha!"

In addition to this table, those who eat breakfast are ordinary people. Seeing these soldiers are arrogant, and there are sympathy for Zhang’s eunuchs in their hearts, and they also laughed with those people.

The man who was called a madman by Zhang Ping had been laughing at Zhang Ping from those people, and he kept staring at the porridge bowl in front of him. Seeing Zhang Ping gone, I don't care.

I have long known that the eunuchs are despising. I haven’t felt much in the palace before. After the palace, the ridicule on the back of the face has never been less.

If he is a slave who has a backing, then his master can't show the dew, and sometimes he has to behave more than his slave.

They are the masters and servants who know that they are only able to hold the turtles and grandchildren, not to mention the emperor who has the status of a prince, that is, he sometimes feels sad.

The emperor couldn't help but do two things: killing and sleeping.

He can't help but do two things: practicing martial arts and listening to people's corners.

Zhang Ping himself couldn't figure out when he started to like to listen to other people's privacy, and then enjoy the secret feeling when he secretly told Huangfu.

Anyway, no matter when it started, his master obviously liked his hobby. At the beginning, there was still some worry about what he was found. After a long time, he even asked him when he was bored: What did General Liu General eat last night?

Now he doesn't know what General Liu had eaten last night, but he knows that the military may have to change.

Zhang Ping sat in the secret room and listened to the sound of a plate. It felt that this was the best place for Tibetans under the sun.

Why is the more secure the "inside" alert when the outside is guarded? No bodyguard or patrol soldier will come to check the secret room or darkroom. Only a few ancestors of the owner and the master can know it, and they obviously rarely use it here.

He stared for two days before he discovered that the emperor's ambassador lived here.

As for why there is a secret room in the house of the minister who is connected to other rooms, then only ask the owner.

It is now the end of Chen, most people should have finished eating breakfast and start busy with a day of livelihood. Of course, this only refers to the vast majority of people, some of whom are still lingering in bed at this time. For example, the one separated from him.

"grown ups."

After about half an hour, there was a call from the opposite side.

"Well... what?" A slightly sharp, a little weird sound.

"Adult, An Wangye and Liu Yun Liu are coming."

"What are they doing? Ask people to come in and wait."

"Yes."

The door rang and two people entered the house.

"Say."

"The Taishou adults took An Wang and Liu Daren to the inner hall to talk in secret, and the idlers were not allowed to get close. The job has not yet heard any news."

"Try again."

"Yes."

"Wait!" The water from the face towel was twisted into the basin. "Whoever comes here is not too big to be an adult, who knows?"

"The four soldiers who were responsible for opening the East Gate in the previous night, and one of the guards of the city."

"killed."

"Yes." Someone retired.

After a while, the screaming ambassador and the confidant said: "Go, go to the garden with your family."

"Yes."

The door opens and closes again. The opposite side became silent.

Zhang Ping stretched out and stood up, touched the switch and opened the door to slip out. He had to thank Yang Lan for teaching him to steal what she wanted for her and taught him a lot of practical skills. For example: looking for a dark room.

There is still a person in the room, the atmosphere is very stable and very weak, I am still sleeping.

Zhang Ping frowned. From the moment he was strange, who would sleep a bed with the eunuch? Is it still a middle-aged **** of nearly half a year?

No matter who he is, he has to let him sleep even more.

Zhang Pingyi’s drooping gauze.

A girl of about fifteen or six years old, wearing long hair, naked/body lying face up on the inside of the bed. The weather is still very cold, and even if there is a stove in the house, it can be done without any cover, and people who are not sick can freeze the disease.

What's more, the girl is covered with all kinds of scars.

The scars are still fresh. Some scars are even fatal.

No wonder the breathing will be weaker and weaker.

Zhang Ping stood in front of the bed and saved or could not save.

Save, even if it is just to cover the girl with a quilt, Hu Rong, who is the old tycoon, will find an abnormality and know that his whereabouts have been exposed.

If you don't save it, you will see death.