One Eyed Monster

The contact between 　　　　 and the son in the carriage did not dizzy Qiliu's head. He would not naively think that his destiny would be different from the past. His determined thinking has not changed much: he still walks the long journey of becoming the governor's mansion groom every day.

　　 But Hussetas's smile did change some things. Whether Qiliu was willing to accept it or not, his situation had changed more or less.

　　 Since then, he no longer has to sit on the lap of the old coachman on the way back and forth to the college.

The guards around 　　 Gongzi will no longer yell at him, let alone scold him. Even if he can't deliver the food on time, he won't. Sometimes the guards will help him carry a heavy lunch box.

The eyes of the rich children who want to get close to the son have become more complicated. The simple jealousy in the past has become envy with hatred. Sometimes these rich children will use various rare products to please him. , In order to let him say a few more words in front of the son.

　　 Even some of the college's tutors have begun to change their attitudes towards him. He is no longer an inexhaustible wild duck in the academy. He has transformed into a sweet potato. Too many people want to get information about the son from him...

　　His father also hopes that he can seize the only time on the road to make a good impression on the son and change his destiny...

　　 But Qiliu didn't have any fluctuations in his heart. As usual, he smiled at people from time to time.

　　 After all, there is always a voice lingering in Qiliu's ear, letting him know how to choose. This voice let Qi Liu know that all these changes were only because people wanted to cling to Governor Rostov, and had nothing to do with him, the groom's son. What he has experienced now is not much different from his father's meticulous shoveling of horse manure.

　　 Year after year, summer comes after winter, and winter comes back after summer.

When Qi was sixty-three years old, he was already able to steer a horse-drawn carriage proficiently, so that year he successfully marched towards his unsuspecting destiny, and became a true groom, but he did not take his father’s class, he just Became the exclusive driver of Hussetas.

　　 The son Hussetas was taciturn and talked less every year. He always wants to find someone to have a good chat, but the truth is always cruel, not many people are willing to have a good chat with the governor.

　　 "The son is right!"

　　 "The son is awesome!"

　　 "No matter how strong he is, he can't be compared to the son, the son is a star in the sky, a hero on the ground!"

　　 "Yes, son, I will do it now!"

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　　 Hussetas couldn't feel the sincerity in these words. These compliments and Vinono were like three meals a day. He had to sit at the table and watch if he didn't want to eat.

　　 Qiliu is like a snack outside the three meals of the son of Hussetas, the indifferent smiling face is like a wheat mang, and Hussetas is tickled.

　　 "No, I'm just like them, but I know what I should do and what I should not do."

　　 Qiliu's answer on the carriage made Hussetas unforgettable for a long time, "What to do" and "What not to do", this is what he seems to lack in his life.

　　 So Hussetas would look for Qiliu whenever he had a knot. This groom's son is a good listener and a good medicine.

　　 "Aliu, which career do you think is good?"

　　 Qiliu knew that he should answer his little master honestly. The best job in his mind is a politician, which is admired by thousands of people, and responds before and after. But a voice told him that it would be better to answer that way.

　　 "Explorer, I think the explorer is the best, unfettered and free." He is a groom, and the son doesn't care about the idea of ​​a groom. The reason why he asked him just wanted to say something that he couldn't say in his heart through his mouth.

　　 "A Liu, you said that Igor, who chopped wood, is not a fool, how can he refuse to be a fighter?"

　　 That voice always comes in a timely manner, not at all sloppy. "I don't think he is just doing what he wants to do. He chops wood and fire, hunts and grows flowers, and he is more comfortable than each of us." The voice told Qiliu that the son envied the boy named Igor. As the governor’s son, there will be no guards to follow when he travels, and he will not be punished for eating too loudly, and no one will give him inexplicable praise and gifts every other time.

　　 In other words, the son wanted to become Igor.

So in those years, Qiliu watched the son communicate with Igor in a clumsy way: what Igor does, so does the son, Igor goes to practice physical skills, and Hussetas also practices physical skills. Igor went to analyze witchcraft, the son also analyzed witchcraft, Igor went to chop wood, and my son also went to chop wood...

　　 The voice told Qiliu that the son's desperate imitation was just trying to get closer to Igor, and the son was afraid that his approach would make Igor the same as the group of fellow students around him. And the group of followers set up by bribing the guards with gold coins almost destroyed the son's approach plan.

　　 In order to please the son, the followers laughed at Igor constantly, comparing Igor with the son every time.

　　 "Oh, this woodcutter boy can also distinguish the restraint technique! But it's far worse than the son!"

　　 "Look, look at his horse stance, how ridiculous, look at our son, how good."

　　 This kind of slanderous remark without a single sentence seems to be praising the son, but the actual effect is to embarrass Hussetas to the extreme.

　　 But the son can't be angry with those people, because he is the son of the governor, he has to take care of many invisible things, and those things are related to the position of the governor of Rostov. The sound in Qiliu's ear became more and more complicated with the passage of time, the level of complexity was like a bard's harp, and the tunes played always pave the way for a fascinating story.

　　 "Aliu, I heard that Igor is going to travel."

　　 "I'm sorry, we can only stay in the academy." The voice told Qiliu that the son's heart was breaking out of prison, and now he only needs a little realistic stimulation.

After 　　, everyone in the city knows.

The son of 　　 sprinkled the depression he had spent eighteen years on the governor. He wanted to go out and explore, and he did not want to sit in the mansion as a good baby. The rebellion in adulthood caught everyone off guard, and the final result of this state was rush and confusion.

　　 Qiliu was naturally chosen as a companion by the son. He has no complaints, that is the responsibility of his exclusive horseman. Although he did not use a carriage this time, he heard the voice saying that everything you do is the same as meticulous shoveling of horse dung, but horse dung. It is to send to the fuel shop, you are to let Prince Husitas fulfill his wish.

　　 Qiliu couldn't figure out where these voices came from.

　　 He only knows that to follow this voice is the best choice.

　　 "A Liu, our schedule is too slow."

　　 "When we get to the front, we can buy two horses. The road in the county is not suitable for steam cars. I went to the next county to buy horse materials last year."

　　 "A Liu, why am I so concealed, someone can recognize me..."

　　 "My son, there are too many people around you, and everyone's face says I serve my son."

　　 "Aliu, help me get rid of Godin and them. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 It only takes a pot of old wine to throw Godin away. The two fools Bunan and Bifu don’t know what is true and what is false. They go wherever they go...

　　 The two horses were silent when they ran at night. Qiliu is a horseman. It is his most basic skill to make a horse silent.

　　 This road is not peaceful, there are some invisible forces always making sneaky noises behind them.

　　 "My son, we can no longer use our real names, we are all called Igor, so that going to Gulu Mountain will not be noticeable."

　　 "My son, someone is following us, and the invisibility cloak I asked you to carry is going to be useful."

　　 "My son, we exchanged clothes. Although fewer people follow us, they seem to be hunters."

　　 "My son, I will lead the hunter away. Put on the cloak of invisibility and go down the mountain first, and find a chance to go up the mountain."

　　 "Don't worry, son, I have a sense of measure, we will meet Igor on the mountain then."

That voice let Qiliu know how to avoid the eyes of everyone, and at the same time let him know that by covering up the scent of spiritual power on his body, he can avoid the hunter's tracking, and the same deliberately emitting the scent of spiritual power can attract the attention of hunters... Under the guidance of this body voice, Liu chose.

　　 He can't judge whether this is right or not, but he thinks that the result of this is better than the other choice.

　　 At this moment, the voice told him, boldly speak out, what you do is what you should do.

　　 "Lend me an alchemist and a sorcerer, I will go up the mountain to find the son."

　　 Sometimes, people's change is just an accident, but this accident is inevitable for countless times. The destiny of some people is innate. We can't force it, but we can't stop it. Destiny brings us various choices.