On the martial field in the back mountain of the Han family, Han Shizi slashed down with a red spear, knocking his opponent back several steps.
After the opponent stabilized his body, he gave Han Shizi a salute: "Prince, I lost!"
Han Shizi was sweating profusely and panting slightly, he threw the red tassel spear in his hand to the guard beside him, and said, "Retreat, remember to heal."
"Yes!"
The dead man of the Han family who fought against Shizi Han left the battlefield with the help of two guards.
A long with a clean towel came forward.
Han Shizi took the towel and wiped the sweat from his face, then turned to the middle-aged man who had been watching the battle and said, "Second uncle, how is it?"
The man Han Shizi called his second uncle was Han Yong, the second master of the Han family.
Han Yong walked over with his hands behind him: "It's an improvement over last month."
Han Shizi quickly breathed smoothly. He was obviously not very satisfied with the result, and continued to ask, "How was Bi Xuanyuan Sheng back then?"
Xuanyuan Sheng, the eldest son of the Xuanyuan family, is a famous martial arts genius in six countries, and has won Xuanyuan Li's true biography.
Han Yong once served under Xuanyuan Sheng's command.
Han Yong pondered for a moment and said, "You are still young, and if you practice martial arts more diligently, you may not be able to reach the height of Xuanyuan Sheng."
"So I still haven't been able to surpass him." Han Shizi stretched out his hand towards the guard with the red spear.
The guard understood and handed the red ying spear to him with both hands.
Han Shizi practiced another round of marksmanship, and every move and every style was murderous.
After training, he was also a little dissatisfied, frowned, and said, "It's not as good as Xuanyuan Li's magic weapon."
Han Yong smiled and said: "You don't have to worry, Xuanyuan Sheng is not necessarily as powerful as you at your age. He entered the battlefield early and was killed from the dead. What you lack is also It's just a chance to practice."
Han Shizi threw the red spear to his guard again.
The red tassel spear was too heavy, and the guards staggered for several steps, almost not catching it.
Han Shizi said, "Has there been any new masters in Shengyou recently?"
Han Yong said: "Are you talking about the underground martial arts field? Not yet, I will inform you when I have it, and let you go to the competition. In fact, the dead soldiers of the Han family are also good, but unfortunately, the number of ways is different, and they are not the most suitable opponents. "
The martial arts of the dead are not the most suitable sparring opponents, no matter how high or low, and fighting against them only stimulates the instinct to kill, not the gain in martial arts.
Han Yong continued: "In Shengdu, you've had a rare chance to meet an opponent, so you don't need to put too much pressure on yourself. Ah, yes, I almost forgot to tell you something."
Han Shizi said, "Second uncle, please speak."
Han Yong said, "The monarch's birthday is approaching, and the noble concubine had someone bring a message from the palace, asking you two brothers to also enter the palace for a banquet."
Han Shizi paused, and said, "Che'er is so hurt, I'm afraid she won't be able to go."
Han Yong smiled and said, "You can go."
Han Shizi didn't say whether he would go or not, but instead asked: "Isn't the monarch dying soon? Why is there a birthday banquet all of a sudden?"
The birthdays of the monarch and the princess are on the same day. Since the princess colluded with the Xuanyuan family to rebel, the birthday of the monarch has never been arbitrarily arranged.
Han Yong sighed and shook his head: "Who knows? Our Majesty is the most moody and has a weird mind. No one can guess what he is thinking."
"Sir!"
While the two of them were talking, the two masters who had been sent to stalk him came back.
It was Sun Feng who had stolen the purse.
The two of them bowed to Han Shizi in unison.
Han Shizi looked at the disgraced faces of the two and asked lightly, "Why did you come back so early? Where are the people you want to follow?"
The two looked at each other in dismay, and Sun Feng bit his head and handed back: "Follow, I lost it."
"I lost it?" Han Shizi was slightly surprised, "Can you two lose someone?"
The two were ashamed.
They are Han Shizi's confidant guards, and their skills are not small. When helping Han Shizi before and after, it is rare for them to miss a hand. Today, they are careless.
"Sun Feng's purse was also stolen." Zheng Hai said.
Sun Feng glared at Zheng Hai: "Didn't I tell you not to mention this?"
The dignified Han family guards actually let a little thief go with the purse? Is it shameful to say it out
Sun Feng already understood that the purse was taken away by the little girl.
But Rao is so, he and Zheng Hai did not associate her with the boy to be followed, after all, one is a woman and the other is a man.
Han Shizi gave them a cold look: "Go down and receive the punishment yourself."
"Yes!"
The two bowed and left.
Han Yong asked, "Who is so powerful that he has thrown away all your people?"
Han Shizi said indifferently: "A student who came from China has some ability to defeat Che'er. I want to see if there is anyone behind him."
"Oh? It turns out that Che'er was injured by a man from the country." Han Yong was both angry and funny, "Isn't this bullying the Han family's first son, isn't Tai Sui breaking ground? Few in Sheng have the courage to do so, not Mu Mu. Home is Nangong's home."
The Mu family has an old grudge, and the Nangong family is fighting for military power.
Han Shizi looked at the flowers in the garden, stared and said, "He is indeed Mu Qingchen's classmate, but Mu Qingchen won't do this. If Mu Qingchen has something to do, he will only come to me, and will not attack Che'er."
Han Yong touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "Then only the Nangong family remains."
Han Shizi frowned slightly: "Nangong family?"
Han Yong nodded and said bluntly: "Yes, the Nangong family has always wanted our Black Wind Knight, and we have always been envious of the Nangong family's military power. It will be a matter of time."
Han Shizi pondered for a moment and said, "Why do I think it's not the Nangong family?"
Han Yong said, "Apart from the Nangong family, who else will come to deal with the Han family? The Wang family? The Wang family has no such thoughts."
He said, seeing that his nephew was still in deep thought, he said with a light smile, "Don't you think that he has the courage to provoke the Han family? Don't say he's just a descendant, he's a senior The son of the aristocratic family has never been able to compete with the entire Han family by himself, as long as he is not crazy, he will not do so."
"Besides, don't you think it's strange that there are a few students from Zhao Kingdom suddenly? Our academy in Yan Kingdom has never had students from Zhao Kingdom."
Han Shizi frowned: "You mean they were originally found by the Nangong family?"
Han Yong asked again, "Do you remember the time General Nangong had his arm cut off by the bandits?"
Han Shizi said, "Remember."
Han Yong sneered: "General Nangong didn't go back to his hometown to worship his ancestors at all, but secretly went to Zhao Kingdom. His arm was not injured by the bandits at all. I don't know what happened, but he returned to Sheng soon. Do you think it's a coincidence that these Zhao people are here?"
…
After Gu Jiao returned to the house, she told her family about Gu Chengfeng's coming to Shengdu.
The family was surprised.
"He doesn't have a guide, how did he come?" Nan Shi Niang asked, "It can't be..."
Gu Jiao snorted: "I got the slave mark."
Nan Shi Niang breathed a sigh of relief.
The second child of the Gu family was too cruel. In order to come to Shengdu, he would not hesitate to put a slave mark on him. This mark would last a lifetime.
"Then is he okay?" Nan Shi Niang asked.
Gu Jiao said, "I found a suitable hiding place, and I'm fine for now."
"This child..." Nan Shi Niang didn't know what to say. The Gu family's children are really stubborn, and they must do what they have decided at all costs. Yan's Gu Jiao.
Now there is another Gu Chengfeng.
However, this is not a bad thing for Gu Jiao and Gu Yan. They have no relatives in Shengdu, and it is always good to have multiple helpers.
Two days later, Gu Jiao went to Yanshan Jun's mansion. The little princess was still afraid of getting on the horse, but Gu Jiao was still unceremoniously grabbed onto the horse, and she finished the riding lesson in a burst of crying.
"The next few days... uh! You don't have to... uh!"
The little princess cried and hiccupped, and even stopped crying after dismounting, but the hiccups didn't stop.
"Speak slowly." Gu Jiao said.
"I'm taking it slow... uh!" The little princess hiccupped again, feeling that it was better to keep things short in her own state, "I can't go to class... uh! Uncle Jun of our country wants... uh! Birthday... uh! My father is not here. ... uh! I want to... uh! Go to dinner for him... uh!"
In fact, there is still some time before His Majesty's uncle's birthday banquet, but she has to live in the palace ahead of time, so she can't attend classes for the time being.
This is exactly what Gu Jiao wants, because Gu Jiao is about to prepare for the next kicking competition, and there is a high probability that he will not have time to teach her.
"Then when the little county master is done, we will learn to ride horses."
"Pull the pocket."
The little princess immediately covered her mouth.
She is notoriously articulate and articulate, but she is too young to speak a few words very well.
Gu Jiao bent the corners of her lips and stretched out her fingers, not to mention her pronunciation.
The little princess also stretched out her little finger and hooked Gu Jiao.
The night before the kicking competition, Wu Fuzi brought Gu Jiao and his party into the inn last time as usual.
When Muchuan entered the inn, he couldn't help but muttered resentfully: "Didn't we win last time? Why do we still live in such a crappy inn?"
Isn't this because of financial constraints
To be honest, the academy did allocate a little more money, but this year's juju competition was extremely hot, which caused the price of the inn to rise again and again.
Master Wu patted his chest and said, "I promise you, as long as you win this game, I'll pay for you in the final and change it to a better inn for you!"
Muchuan pouted, obviously not convinced.
Master Wu turned to look at the other students, who also looked suspicious.
Wufuzi asked respectfully: "What's wrong with this inn? There is a lantern festival tonight! It's near here! I chose the inn specially! I allow you to... go and visit the lanterns for a while! Come back before the hour!"
This was the greatest concession Wu Fuzi could make.
Muchan became interested all of a sudden, got close to Gu Jiao, and went upstairs with Gu Jiao: "Hey, Liulang, you haven't visited the lantern festival in Shengdu, have you?"
"En." Gu Jiao stepped upstairs.
Muchuan said with a smile, "go and have a look in a while?"
"Okay." Gu Jiao responded.
Muchuan looked back at Mu Qingchen behind him: "Fourth brother, are you going? Forget it, you definitely won't go." His fourth brother is not interested in lanterns.
Several people came to the second floor, Mu Qingchen pushed open his door and looked in Gu Jiao's direction: "See you at the door."
Muchan was stunned, what did the fourth brother mean to go
See you soon, his fourth brother also has a day to go to the lantern festival
Zhao Wei and Yuan Xiao also had nothing to do and gathered at the door together.
Wu Fuzi even came.
Muchan's smile froze: "Master Wu, what are you doing?"
Master Wu said sternly: "I've thought about it, and I'm still with you, otherwise I won't worry about it."
Muchuan: "… "
Regarding the lantern, Master Wu did not lie to them, it was indeed near the inn, just walk a hundred steps forward and turn a corner.
There is a long street, the lantern market is like a rainbow, and it is full of colors. There are stalls with lanterns on both sides. The hawkers are making lanterns while shouting hard.
But the streets are busy but not chaotic, noisy but not crowded, crowded but not crowded, and orderly.
Not all lanterns here are bought with money, but there are also lanterns given by guessing lantern riddles or reciting poems.
Gu Jiao likes to be lively.
It looked like a very novel feeling, like a child seeing a toy.
Although she is a very quiet person by nature.
"Master, buy a lantern!"
On the side, an old lady said kindly to Gu Jiao who was passing by.
Gu Jiao stopped, looked at the lantern handed over by the old lady, and blinked curiously.
nice.
Seeing that she liked it, the old lady picked up another one: "This is a new lotus lamp made by my wife, buy it together, it's ten cents cheaper!"
Lotus lanterns are also beautiful.
Gu Jiao's eyes swept away.
Well, there are also peach lanterns, and peach lanterns look good too!
Mu Qingchen gave her a strange look: "You don't want to buy a lamp, do you?"
What kind of lantern does a big man buy? Just walking around is enough.
Buying is also a gift for a beautiful woman. Where can a man stare at him
"Sigh." Gu Jiao sighed and touched the peach lantern in front of her. The character design couldn't collapse, and she couldn't buy lanterns, especially pink and tender lanterns.
She reluctantly put the lantern back.
Suddenly, a slender, jade-like hand came over, and placed a naked silver child on the booth with its jade-carved fingertips. Immediately, a clean and low-pitched voice sounded from Gu Jiao's side: "This peach lantern, I want it."
Gu Jiao turned her head shyly.
The other party wore a silver mask, covering most of his face, revealing only his soft lips, delicate chin, and those deep eyes.
The night wind was blowing from his side, and the familiar aura on his body shrouded Gu Jiao faintly.
Gu Jiao was stunned for a while.
Mu Qingchen had a panoramic view of Gu Jiao's reaction, frowned unconsciously, and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared vigilantly.
The other party is tall and long, dressed in a white shirt, the breeze is better than the snow, and he has an air of dignity.
Mu Qingchen frowned, he didn't remember that there was such a person in the noble family in Shengdu.
He was about to call Gu Jiao to leave, when the old man who sold the lanterns hung up the newly made lanterns, but he didn't stand firm and threw himself on the stall, and the lanterns in his hand flew out.
Seeing that she was about to hit Gu Jiao, Mu Qingchen hurriedly stretched out her hand to block the lantern.
And almost at the same moment when he shot, the young man also raised his hand to block the lantern, the difference is that his other hand wrapped Gu Jiao in his arms.
But Gu Jiao didn't even resist, she just threw herself into his arms so obediently.
Whether it was an illusion or something else, her little head rubbed against the other's chest.
"Are you all right?"
Mu Qingchen heard the other party ask softly.
"fine."
He heard Gu Jiao reply softly.
It wasn't the usual cold or unrestrained tone, but a feeling he couldn't tell.
Just a moment, the two separated.
"Thank you for your help, son." Gu Jiao said politely.
Xiao Heng picked up the peach lantern in his hand, and said in a gentle manner: "As soon as I meet my little brother, I will give this lantern to my little brother."
"It's better to be respectful than to obey." Gu Jiao took the lantern, "I'll give you one too!"
Xiao Heng nodded with a smile: "Okay."
Gu Jiao bought a pink and tender lotus lamp, which was also her favorite: "Here!"
Mu Qingchen wouldn't want this kind of lantern that only women would like, and he didn't think the other party would either.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Heng accepted it without hesitation, and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you little brother for the lantern. Since you and I have hit it off and exchanged gifts, it is better to walk together."
Mu Qingchen: No.
"Okay!" Gu Jiao said cheerfully.
There were jugglers in front, and a few people from Muchuan ran to watch the fun.
The three of Mu Qingchen walked down the long street unhurriedly.
Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng were holding a lantern by themselves, and they seemed to have a very right feeling.
But they are all men, Mu Qingchen thought.
"Where's the clearance?" Gu Jiao asked Xiao Heng with her eyes.
Xiao Heng whispered, "I was called by the master to make up the class."
Mu Qingchen said, "Your Excellency is from Shengdu?"
Xiao Heng's language talent is full, and Shengdu's accent is even more slippery than the locals.
"Yes." Xiao Heng said.
Mu Qingchen said again, "I don't know your honorable name."
Xiao Heng said, "Long Yi."
Mu Qingchen: What's this name
Xiao Heng ignored Mu Qingchen's strangeness and turned to ask Gu Jiao, "Are you hungry? The dumplings over there are very good."
"Hungry!" Gu Jiao said.
The three went to the stall selling bean curd, found an empty table and sat down, Mu Qingchen and Xiao Heng faced each other.
"I'm not hungry, you can eat." Mu Qingchen said, the Su family's direct son couldn't eat the food from the roadside stall.
Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng each asked for a bowl of dumplings filled with cabbage and meat.
Then strange things happened again.
Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng stretched out their hands to get the condiments on the table at the same time, Gu Jiao took the vinegar, and Xiao Heng took the spicy oil, but Gu Jiao put the vinegar in front of Xiao Heng, and Xiao Heng put the spicy oil by Gu Jiao's hand.
Mu Qingchen: "…"
(End of this chapter)