"The General asked Your Highness to stay at Old Qin's house with peace of mind, keep a low profile, and when the time is right, he will come to pick up Your Highness and return to the court." Qin Peng knelt on one knee to the ground and said respectfully.

When he didn't know Mu Yi's identity, he could treat him as an ordinary child. Now that he knew his identity, Qin Peng, as an officer, naturally had to perform the rituals of the monarch and the subject.

Mu Yi frowned, "When will my uncle return to the court?"

Qin Peng's face became serious, "The Huns' cavalry has been eyeing us for a long time. The general led the three armies to swear that he would not destroy the Huns' army in one day, and would rather wear horses and corpses than return to Beijing to enjoy wealth and glory."

Mu Yi was a child after all, and couldn't help but ask in a hurry, "If my uncle had no day to return to the court, what should I do?"

Qin Peng shook his head, "This, the general didn't say anything."

Perhaps, in General Ruan's heart, there will be times when he defeated the Huns, and he will definitely return in triumph.

Mu Yi gritted his teeth, his eyes were filled with crystal clearness. He had been killed for more than a year. He had been out of the palace for a long time. The belief that he would continue to persevere was to go back to the palace and kill those who killed their mother.

But he was a ten-year-old boy, in the turbulent court, and it was difficult to save his life, so how could he take revenge on his mother?

He hoped that his brave and fearless uncle could be by his side and give him help and support, but now, this hope seemed very slim.

Qin Peng is a rough man. Looking at Mu Yi like this, he doesn't know how to comfort him. "Your Highness... you must have confidence in the general."

Mu Yi waved his hand, "Thank you, Brother Qin. Please tell my uncle, everything is fine, tell him not to worry about it, and he must keep himself safe."

After saying that, he helped Qin Peng up with his own hands and looked at Qin Muxiu again.

Now, besides his uncle, the person he trusts the most is Qin Muxiu. At this moment, he really wants to hear Qin Muxiu's opinions.

Qin Muxiu said lightly, "As usual, you should do whatever you should do, learn your studies in your studies and practice your fists and feet well."

Unexpectedly, Qin Muxiu, who had always been enlightened to him, only said a few words at this time and couldn't help but stare at him blankly.

Seeing that he was puzzled, Qin Muxiu looked straight and said, "Do you have memorized the homework I left for you last night?"

Mu Yi didn't know why he asked about his homework at this time and nodded in discontent.

"Recite it to me."

"Liuhou The saying of the so-called heroes in ancient times must have extraordinary moral integrity. People who cannot tolerate human feelings, and ordinary men draw their swords and rise up, stand up and fight, which is not enough to be brave. There are great brave people in the world who are not surprised when they come to them, and they do not get angry without reason. This is the ones they hold are very great, and their ambitions are very far-reaching."

"Tell me the meaning."

"Being insulted and drawing swords to fight is not a brave man, but a manifestation of courage but not a strategy; Mount Tai collapses before him without changing his appearance, and encountering insults for no reason without being burned in anger, is a person with truly great courage and great ambitions."

The more Mu Yi said, the lower his voice, licking his lips, and his eyes were full of guilt when he looked at Qin Muxiu.

Seeing him like this, Qin Muxiu said earnestly, "Han Xinzi endured the humiliation when he was young. When he became an adult, he became a soldier, immortal, god, and King Goujian of Yue lie on firewood and tastes gall, and eventually becomes a generation of overlords. Anyone who accomplishes great things must be calm and not lose his composure for a moment of anger."

Mu Yi lowered his head, "I understand."

After saying that, he went back to the room.

Qin Peng swallowed his saliva, "He is the third prince of the dynasty. If you do this, you won't be afraid..."

Qin Muxiu smiled slightly, "I don't care whether he is the third prince or the fourth prince, for me, he is Mu Yi, a homeless child."

Qin Peng lowered his head and thought for a moment, and smiled, "You're right to think so, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stay here."
Chapter completed!