Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

Chapter 189 Memories
The waiter in the shop saw that the two of them were dressed luxuriously, and the cloths they brought were all very precious.

When A Yi was checking out, he also noticed that the price was quite high. As expected, it felt very comfortable and smooth, and it was a good piece of fabric.

Wu Qi stared at the cloth, seeming to be thinking about something.If A Yishi were in the room at this time, he would definitely be surprised by the way Wu Qi looked at the fabric, his eyes so gentle that they could make water drip out of his eyes.

He stood blankly for a while, then took out the wooden stool under the table and sat down, but his eyes kept looking at the magnolia flowers on the cloth.

It seems that he is looking at something, and he seems to be nostalgic for something.

But the silence didn't last long. After a while, his door rang.

The one who knocked on the door was a woman's voice, and her tone sounded a little special.

"The head of the family?"

Wu Qi seemed to know who this person was, and the hand that originally touched the cloth was withdrawn as if he was electrocuted.

He was originally the prince of Qingyi, but now he is in such a state that he is in embarrassment. How can he promise a person a lifetime of happiness?
Wu Qi smiled mockingly to himself and remained silent in response to the woman's inquiry.

He just wanted her to think that no one in this house was leaving as soon as possible.

In that silence that seemed to drown him, Wu Qi once again thought of the first half of his life.

So fresh, so happy, just like a dream.

Riding their horses freely on the grassland, the rabbits and deer fled in all directions. They bent their bows and arrows to get their prey.

Or in school, their teacher Unandun, although sometimes serious, is usually extremely kind.

To them, Wu Nan Dun would not only tell them about the history of the Qingyi people, but also show them the history of the Kashgar people, the Yuezhi people, and the history of the Daxia people.

The teacher told them that they were destined to be in high positions, so the calmer they had to be, the more they had to weigh the pros and cons.

The more you have to forget your own selfishness and remember your place.

But the teacher probably didn't expect that he would be like this.

Wu Qi lowered his head, hiding his gloomy expression and frustration.

He should be in the army now, killing enemies on the battlefield, and making achievements.

but……

After that day, everything changed.

He is no longer the prince of Qingyi, his chanyu, and his father has given up on him.

All he has is a dozen or so guards who have been following him.

And he has already implicated them and cannot return to his hometown.

Thinking of this, a trace of guilt and uneasiness flashed across Wu Qi's face, as if he was feeling guilty about those brothers.

After that, Wuqi, who was expelled from the country, took a group of his people to build tall houses on the border of Qingyi and became bandits.

He started a shameless life of robbing for a living.

But when things got here, Wu Qi completely lost control.

He has never experienced the cruelty of the royal family and the cruelty of being a king in this way.

But it was at that most difficult time that a ray of light shone on him, who was in darkness and embarrassment.

That magnolia flower doesn't seem to care about the quality of the soil and can survive in any environment.The strong one blooms and exudes fragrance on his barren land. "The boss?" the female voice outside the house repeated again, seeming hesitant.

Wu Qi subconsciously opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

If he were still the prince of Qingyi, he would naturally not look at those low-status commoners, let alone look at that woman.

But at that time, he was already in despair and had to lead his people to dig weeds to satisfy their hunger. It was at this time that they happened to encounter a farmhouse.

The dilapidated and rickety house exuded warm light, which was like a beacon to them who were hungry and cold at the time.

After some hesitation, Wu Qi took the lead and knocked on the door.

The knock on the door made a clear sound on the door. After a while, a woman in a dark blue coarse cloth dress opened the door.

At that time, she was surprised to see them, a group of disheveled people, and Wu Qi was quite sure that her eyes were looking at him a few times.

Then she shouted something loudly. Wu Qi and the others were thinking about covering his mouth, but after only a moment, a tall, burly, bearded man came out of the room at the back.

He seemed to be her father, and Wu Qi listened to the two of them exchanging words that he did not understand.

After a while, the man said something, and she welcomed a group of them in.

After entering the house, everyone realized that the house looked dilapidated and pitifully small from the outside.

But now after entering, I found that the room was very large, and could even comfortably accommodate a dozen of them.

The woman asked us to call her Yelena, and her father's name was Vladimir.

Wu Qi rarely heard such strange names, but the situation was special at that time, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Yelena cooked porridge for them in a very large iron pot, while her father Vladimir spread the cake silently aside.

Yelina was very lively and cheerful, like a little oriole, pestering them with questions.

After knowing that they came from that desert, Yelina covered her mouth, raised her eyebrows high and widened her eyes, full of surprise.

After a large group of them solved the problem of eating in this wooden house, they immediately faced the next big problem.

Where should they go?What do you do for a living?
You know, they are no longer the princes or royal guards they once were, they are just grass bandits who were driven out of Qingyi.

Barely surviving in this world, how can there be any hope?

Wu Qi, who was the backbone of this team, knew this best. He had already disgraced their brothers and implicated them along with himself, but he could not let these originally Qingyi warriors starve to death in the wild with him.

Just when the group of people was hesitating, Yelina's father, the tall man, spoke.

He had been making cakes in silence before, listening to his daughter talking to this group of people. At that time, he didn't talk to her, and he didn't even really have any interest in this group of people.

But when Vladimir learned that this group of people had no goal and no way to win, his brown eyes flashed with light.

At this moment, he interrupted: "There is no such thing as a free dinner. Now that you have eaten, you need to do something for me."

Hearing this indifferently for a moment, everyone who was eating peacefully could not help but look at each other in a stalemate, and some reacted violently and even pulled out the knife at their waist.

They were originally from the military and were very good at handling threats.

One of them raised his knife and said provocatively: "Old man, the brothers didn't chop you just to give you face, and you still want to threaten me with this?"

(End of this chapter)