[Famous at a young age/high ponytail/little general in fresh clothes and angry horse x crazy criticizing dark and scheming eunuch]
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That year, the border was in flames, hundreds of thousands of enemies were riding on the border, and the civil and military forces of the entire court were as silent as a cicada.
Only the young general Song Tang, who had just turned 18, stepped out of the imperial court and asked the emperor for orders: "Give me three thousand troops, and I will take the heads of the enemy generals."
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid. My sword will point at the enemy——"
The young general has no fear, his eyes are clear, and his fangs are slightly exposed when he smiles, but he speaks loudly and vigorously, "Protect my country, protect my country, and provide a glimmer of hope for millions of people."
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Later, the good news spread back to the capital.
Song Tang actually used three thousand soldiers and horses to tear open the enemy's defense line and cut a bloody road across the border.
On the day of triumph, the streets were empty.
Song Tang was dressed in blazing red, riding a horse through the long street, with his high pony tail flying. His face was handsome, his eyes were like stars, and his spirit was soaring. He was so bright that people couldn't take their eyes away - it really corresponded to the line in the poem: the silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it is as rustling as a shooting star.
The villagers all thanked Song Tang for saving his life, and girls all over the city scattered flower petals for him.
The emperor invited Song Tang into the palace: "General Song is invincible in every battle. I wonder if he has a female family member in his heart? I will grant you a marriage."
Song Tang just smiled and didn't answer a word.
But he didn't notice that beside the throne, the powerful and ruthless nine-thousand-year-old man had dark and twisted eyes, full of snake-like jealousy.
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That night, Song Tang's nine thousand-year-old adoptive father went to the general's mansion.
No one knew that in that room, the candlelight was flickering, and the fearful Nine Thousand Years Old was rubbing the back of Song Tang's neck with his fingertips.
The nine-thousand-year-old voice was hoarse and shrill, spitting out a letter like a poisonous tongue: "The Za family has burned the papers that impeached you. The Za family has paved your way with blood. But now, you want to marry a wife. Is it because you are resentful that the Za family lacks something and can't give you sex/blessing?!"
Song Tang's smile was as bright as the morning sun, and he raised his head even though he was being strangled, and chuckled:
"My foster father doesn't have to act violently. No one in this world who can hurt me has been born yet."
The bright young man, his eyes sparkle when he smiles, and his whole body is as energetic and beautiful as the rising sun in the early morning. He leaned forward and placed a brisk kiss on Jiu Qian Sui's cheek, which stunned Jiu Qian Sui, who was always vicious.
The young man smiled, but he seemed to be acting like a spoiled brat to him.
"Father, I only do the above."
Intention: It should be noted that when I was young, I took Yun Zhi and promised to be the best in the world.