If I could do it again...?

He suddenly felt a little regretful...not that he regretted having thoughts that he shouldn't have.

But I am still too young!

if....

What if on the way back to Beijing, I had a Huniu dinner when it was dark... Uncooked rice and cooked rice...?

~

Stop!

Guo Guanseng came in from outside with a cold face.

"I..." He Laoliu's throat was a little dry, "Sir, what's the best way to move?"

Guo Guanseng glanced at him indifferently, "Originally, you deserved to die! But the Emperor... was extra merciful and sent you to the Burmese army as a dead soldier!"

~

Han Wu watched as He Laoliu was put on the shackles and dragged away.

He bent down and picked up the wine bowl.

Then he opened his mouth fiercely, put the letter that Lao Liu asked him to give to Huniu directly into his mouth, and glued it hard.

Then he raised his head violently and poured the wine into his stomach.

~

The long street is overcrowded.

The day after tomorrow is the Spring Festival, when the princes from all over the country gather in the capital.

Han Wu was walking on the street, looking at the surging crowds and the students dressed as Confucian scholars, and suddenly felt emotional.

"They are also small people, but as long as they can pass the exam, they will fly into the sky!"

"And little people like us..."
Chapter completed!