A text divided into Jianghu chapter and Chaotang chapter
Si Zhao attacked the capital and suffered
There is no main line, just stories of redemption and redemption.
————Copywriting (It has nothing to do with the text, it's completely random. It's addictive)————
There is no home in the capital.
He is the son and only child of the governor of Hengzhou.
The governor of Hengzhou and his wife were killed by Prime Minister Wang Limian and He Sese.
Before they died, they asked the capital: "Live, live..."
It turns out that children who have left their parents are really struggling, and Jingcheng understands this very well.
For example: When he climbed out of the small pile of dirt with his face covered in dust. He just wanted to act coquettishly and ask his parents to help him.
Then I thought, oh, there are no parents anymore.
Another example: When his stomach growled and he was so hungry, he looked at the delicious steamed buns.
"Aunt Pu! I want to eat steamed buns!"
Yes, the family died...
Another example: when he was scolded as a wild child without parents.
He was about to reply with a proud face: "My father is the governor of Hengzhou!"
Well, I remembered again that my family died and was wiped out by Prime Minister Wang.
How did he survive?
He was deceived by his mother into buying candied haws. Then, when he got home, the candied haws fell and his parents died.
At this time, a young man of about the same age as him, dressed in black, came to save him.
When Jingcheng's face is covered with dust, Si Zhao will wipe it clean for him; if Jingcheng doesn't have money to buy buns, but if he does, he will buy the whole bun shop with a wave of his hand; even when Jingcheng is called a wild child, he will rush forward without hesitation: My family is Jingcheng's family.
This young master who moved Jingcheng even if he cried for his father or mother, actually wanted Jingcheng to marry him and become his wife when he grew up! ! !
Jingcheng agreed without hesitation. "If you don't eat this soft rice, it will be free."
——————————
Short stories, short stories, short stories, about fifty thousand. (Chapter 30)
//////////No-brainer sweetness, no logic, suitable for relaxation/////////
I put all the miscellaneous inspirations here. I won't write them anymore. I'm too exhausted to write them. Let's treat them as a side story to "Wandering".
Locked around 8.20
9.7 Unlocked
[I won't write anymore and will give up]
Intention: Please like me more
