"Don't worry, dad, I don't know." The young man said obediently, but he was a little curious about the butcher uncle's affairs, "Have Uncle Kou really dreamed of becoming a general?"

Seeing that his son was obedient, Lao Chang felt relieved and didn't mind telling some of the old friend's embarrassing things: "That's something that happened a long time ago. When you, Uncle Kou, always said that you dreamed that there were thousands of troops in your dreams, and he was very majestic on the horse. At that time, Grandpa Kou really thought he would have a future, so he specially hired a martial artist to teach him how to punch and kick skills, but as a result, he is not honestly inheriting his father's business and killing pigs. So, you should be down-to-earth in life."

The boy nodded and followed the instructions, "I understand."

...

Butcher Kou never lacks weight, so the meat is sold very quickly. Not long after the sun came out, he could close the stall and go home to sleep.

I don’t know why, as if I didn’t sleep enough in my previous life, Butcher Kou would doze off next to me once he finished his work.

But even so, his life was still very beautiful: his children were both good, his wife was beautiful, his parents were healthy, his family was rich, and he had no illness. He had only aside from sleepiness, his life was perfect. He made countless people secretly envious.

Today he returned home as usual, changed his clothes and fell on the mat and fell asleep.

His wife thoughtfully covered him with a thin quilt and then went to do housework. However, she didn't know that as soon as her husband fell asleep, she dreamed of a scene that he hadn't seen for many years.

"Your Highness!" With a scream, Butcher Kou suddenly woke up from his dream.

After he opened his eyes, he wanted to catch the words in his dream, but in this short period of time, the past in the dream melted like ice and snow, and he could no longer remember it. The only thing left was the remaining tears on his face.

After wiping his face, Butcher Kou's last bit of sadness also dissipated. Looking at the tears in his hand, he even wondered why he cried.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" The daughter leaned over softly, looked at him with clear big eyes, and said, "Who is Your Highness?"

"What is Your Highness?" asked Butcher Kou.

"You just shouted."

"Just just now?" Butcher Kou thought about it, and he could not remember the dream just now in his mind.

When lunch was over, the daughter put the matter on the dining table and told it. Grandpa Kou was not surprised, but Butcher Kou saw his wife wanting to speak but stopped.

After dinner, he asked his wife, "What's wrong? Do I often say strange sleep words?"

Kou's wife is a docile woman and never makes any moves. There are many things that are basically kept in mind and will not care about.

Now when her husband asked, she hesitated and said, "You often call 'Your Highness' in your dreams. I don't know who this person is, but since you got married, every time you have something happy, you will call me one or two in your dreams."

At first she was wondering who it was, but now she is no longer surprised. She just didn't expect that her husband didn't know anything about it.

Seeing her husband's confusion, she said, "Why, what day should we go to Huguo Temple to ask?"

Butcher Kou agreed, he was not very repulsive of this.

...

After Fu Yao saw Min Yu's new body that day, she also wanted to see what Lao Chang would choose. After all, one was about her son's future and the other was about her son's life. This choice that exposed the most human nature made her extremely fascinated.

Therefore, she became a regular customer of Changjia noodle stall.

However, Lao Chang didn't seem to like her. Every time she came, she didn't give her any good face. She even let her son get away from her, and approached her a little closer, and asked her son to go back.

Fu Yao knew where the source of this kind of defense was, but she didn't care at all and still reported it every day.

As she got more times, she could gradually hear some family matters.

For example, today Lao Chang asked the butcher at the meat stall next door, "I heard that you went to Huguo Temple yesterday? Have you recovered from your illness?"

"What disease can you be sick." Butcher Kou said irritably, "It's just a dream. When you wake up from the dream, you won't know anything."

"Old Kou, you have been dreaming for many years." A familiar guest also joked, "You used to say that you were a general, why are you still killing pigs now?"

Butcher Kou inserted his pig-killing knife and said, "I won't leave you the meat today."

"No, brother, can I say the wrong thing? I'm getting my salary today and want to buy some meat to go home to get meat for my wife and children." The familiar customer hurriedly begged for mercy.

Fu Yao looked up from these conversations and looked at the butcher who was humming.

Otherwise, "I can find a place without any effort to find it." The obsession in the palace is about to collapse, and the person named Kou here will emerge first.

...

Butcher Kou sold out the meat from the stall, greeted Lao Changtou, and then teased the Chang son a few words, and went home as usual.

After arriving at home, he went back to his room and lit sandalwood. This was what the monk from Huguo Temple said, and he would not dream if he ordered this.

But it is obvious that what the monk said was useless.

He still dreamed.

But this time, a woman in black followed her next to her.

"Who are you?" he asked.

But the woman asked him, "Who are you?"

"Me?" He was stunned for a moment, thought carefully, and then said firmly: "My name is Kou Zhenbei."

This is the name given to him by His Highness, saying that he hopes that he can suppress the gang of sluts in the northwest in the future and protect the people of the Dawn of Wei.

But where is Your Highness now?

Without thinking about who this woman was, Kou Zhenbei ran towards the camp.

As soon as he arrived at the camp, he saw His Highness in the middle of the camp, in the brown clothes talking to the generals next to him. He leaned over, his eyes suddenly felt wet.

"Are you scared?" His Highness turned his face, rubbed his head, and said warmly: "Don't be afraid, after tomorrow, we will be able to return to Chang'an."

Kou Zhenbei nodded and said, "Can I still learn military tactics with Your Highness?"

"sure."

"I will definitely protect you!"

The next moment, the scene changed, and the thick fire burned the surrounding mountains and forests, and the Turkic soldiers who were supposed to be standing on the same front began to kill each other.

"This is called a plan of disagreement." Kou Zhenbei saw His Highness standing by the cliff, holding a longbow in his hand. "These Turks were not one mind at first, but now they have the same purpose, so they can become a rope. But the dispute between the gangsters is always there. At this time, you only need to burn a fire and they can get messed up by themselves."

As he finished speaking, a sharp arrow shot towards the melee crowd.

Kou Zhenbei didn't know who he killed, but the sound of fighting below became even more intense.

But the culprit then pulled the bow and arrow, and the breeze filled his sleeves and said to him: "You must read the "Thirty-Six Strategies" carefully."
Chapter completed!