Li Yuan carefully looked at the gate of the mansion that had been coming and going in front of him, but now he was neglected in front of him. He confirmed it in his heart again, but found that there were no traces found.

This extremely prominent gate was so strange to Li Si's third son. It is conceivable how dark the young Li Yuan's life was.

"Li Bi, is there another door in this mansion?" Li Yuan looked at him for a long time and turned around and asked Li Bi who was following behind.

"Well, Brother Yuan, the lieutenant, you don't remember it. Our servants usually go to the side or back doors, and this gate cannot be reached." Li Bi touched the black robe on his body, with a proud look. This time, returning home was also a journey to his hometown.

After Li Bi joined the army, Li Yuan finally had a person who could build a bridge between his past self and his current self. For those things that he couldn't remember, Li Yuan found a bit bad and had amnesia. As for the reason for amnesia, it would be even better to find it, which was that he was injured by an enemy soldier on the battlefield.

Li Bi had no doubt about Li Yuan's excuse. Perhaps he was confused before, but after hearing and witnessing Li Yuan's magical performance in the army, Li Bi became Li Yuan's admirer through and through.

The back door of Li's mansion.

It is a small door with a single door, connecting the waterway that runs through Xingyang City. Inside the door is the side courtyard where the people in the mansion live and the storage room for piles of miscellaneous items. Li Yuan and Li Bi are approaching the door, which is a single oar boat. The boat paddles, and a layer of white foam is wafting.

On the bluestone embankment by the river, there were faint marks left by heavy objects after dragging them. In the gap between the cracks of the rocks, clusters of yellow and black dirt flashed in the sun, reminding passers-by that this is another world in Xingyang City.

Is it better to have a king, prince, general and minister?

When Chen Sheng and Wu Guang shouted this roar, what they wanted to resist was not just the tyranny of Qin. What they opposed was the inequality in the identity that existed in this world since the establishment of the slave state. Some were born to be children of princes and princes, and some were born to be untold parishes that even Fu Ji could not record.

Li Yuan was one of the untouchables when he was a teenager.

This small door along the river in Li’s mansion just came into Li Yuan’s eyes, and his eyes turned red. A familiar feeling suddenly spread around his body. The bluestone at the door was still there, and the small nest on the bank was the traces he left when he was young. There was also an aunt who was washing clothes on the river bank not far away. Her back was also a little familiar, but she was the bride’s time in bloom at that time.

"Brother Yuan, that's it, do you remember?" Li Bi was a little nervous and always believed that Li Yuan was the boy who grew up with him. Now it was finally time to see him, and Li Bi felt that his heart was about to jump out.

Li Yuan stood on tiptoe and skillfully put the cable on his hand. With a little force, he accurately hit the bluestone that had half of his body protruded from the river bank.

"What do you think?" Li Yuanbian said, her long sleeves brushing across her face, feeling a warm and moist feeling.

"Brother Yuan, you are really Brother Yuan, this time is right." Li Bi screamed in surprise, and the shaking boat was stepped heavily by him, almost overturning and falling into the river.

One step at a glance.

From strange to familiar.

Li Yuan walked along the riverside and recorded the broken memories of the original owner were stitched little by little, making Li Yuan sigh at the difficulty of life.

The teenager Li Yuan's life trajectory is very ordinary. He is a servant who was bought into the mansion by the Li family since he was a child. He has no freedom and no chance of education. His biological father, Li Si, probably had long forgotten that he had such a son who was born because of impulse. As for the rest of the Li family, he was completely indifferent to Li Yuan's attitude.

Behind the small door was a small side house with miscellaneous items, which was blocked by the floors in front of you. You could not see the sun all day long. The only happy thing in Xiao Liyuan at that time was perhaps that at dusk, a servant from the Li Mansion knocked on the small door, transported piles of waste to the ship, and then sent the daily life needs from the ship to the mansion.

Two points and one line.

In fact, most people's lives are so simple. Many people live in a city, a street, and a house all their lives; they only interact with neighbors, bosses, colleagues, family members, relatives, and friends, which are just a dispensable legend.

Li Yuan walked slowly in the memories of the past and found that Li Yuan lived peacefully when he was a teenager. Little bits of happiness made the boy happy for a long time, without complaining, no hatred, and no perverted mentality of complaining about the world.

It's great to be alive.

This is the sentence that Li Yuan felt the most deeply at this moment.

"Since you have replaced it, let's live well!" Deep in the bottom of your heart, Li Yuan seemed to hear a faint voice talking to him.

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Hongxiu stomped her cold feet hard. She was very angry. She had been blowing cold wind at the gate for a long time, but she didn't see the so-called Captain Li appear. This man was so bad. Why didn't he see when he was in the mansion before? He still had this ability?

"Sister Hongxiu, the manager of the backyard came to report that Li Xiaozi brought in through the small door with him." Just as Hongxiu was about to brush back, an eight- or nine-year-old girl ran in and said.

"The wood on the back door is not on the countertop." Hongxiu's face turned red and she hurriedly ran towards the backyard. Why didn't she expect that Li Yuan had been living in the backyard, and the front door seemed to have never been here before.

Ying Yushu knelt on the living room mat with his knees, and there was no difference on his fair face, except that his slender hands hidden under his long sleeves were trembling slightly. When Li Yuan's thin and tall figure appeared with the curtain lifting up, Ying Yushu felt that he could not control himself.

"Sanlang, it's really you." Ying Yushu exclaimed, and her knees, which were numb and numb, could not support the weight that suddenly rose, so she could only hold the desk and slowly stand up.

"Li Yuan has met His Highness the Princess!" Li Yuan stopped and stopped to salute Ying Yushu respectfully.

"You still don't admit it, right? Then why are you coming today, why are you going to the backyard-." Ying Yushu felt that he was about to be crushed by the pressure of the Li family. In Xianyang, Li Si was still complaining in prison, but unfortunately, his remarks could not reach Qin Ershi at all.

Zhao Gao is already determined to win.
Chapter completed!