245. I Am a Good Emperor (6) (1/2)

Prime Minister Zhao was confused.

But before he could say, "Wait, Your Majesty, we can't fight the Huns," Wei Mingyan on the dragon throne had already announced the end of the court.

A group of civil and military officials were still standing without moving.

They were also stunned by this strange trend.

Several old men went to call Prime Minister Zhao with confidence.

"Prime Minister, why do you look unhappy?"

"Yes, it looks like you are in pain."

They said caring words, but the eyes they looked at each other were full of cunning.

One said, "My Liu Kingdom is no longer as weak as it used to be, why can't we fight against the Huns?"

The other said, "Think about the people who are oppressed by the Huns, how can you bear it, Prime Minister."

"There is no shortage of food, grass, shelter and transportation, and it is imperative to attack the Huns."

Their enthusiasm almost made the Prime Minister think that the person standing in front of him was not an old man who had long been a grandfather, but a young man who had just joined the job and was full of blood.

As soon as he mentioned the various disadvantages of attacking the Xiongnu, these old ministers could refute him one by one. No matter how eloquent Prime Minister Zhao was, he had no chance of winning against several of them.

In fact, he was finally persuaded by them.

Yes, their Liu Kingdom had been defeated by the Xiongnu. As long as they did not avenge their previous shame, this humiliation would continue to weigh on the Liu Kingdom. The Liu Kingdom's royal family would also be extorted and oppressed by the Xiongnu. Even the princesses who should have a respected status would be forced to marry the Xiongnu.

If the noble ladies in the capital were favored by the Xiongnu, they would not be able to escape.

They had no confidence before, but now, with the distribution of food, clothing, and fertilizers, the treasury must be abundant. How could the Liu Kingdom not have the confidence to attack the Xiongnu?

Prime Minister Zhao calmed down, and the anger that was concealed had subsided unconsciously, but he still complained a little, "Why so suddenly?"

It's because I want to get ahead of you.

Several old men laughed and stroked their beards, saying, "It's also a temporary decision, temporary, temporary."

The Liu Kingdom will fight against the Xiongnu and take back the city that was robbed by the Xiongnu in the past. It was decided.

What made Prime Minister Zhao happy was that His Majesty, who had always been only concerned with his own fun, was actually serious this time. He even moved all his precious flowers out of the glass greenhouse to facilitate the planting of potatoes and cotton.

According to Zhao Shuqing's calculation, in February, these things will be fully mature and can be supplied to the army immediately.

During this period, what they have to do is to lie dormant.

The Liu Kingdom court sent a letter to the Xiongnu to take back the city, but it was indeed sank into the sea and there was no news.

The Xiongnu's attitude angered many people, and a large amount of supplies were sent to the border, and the war was about to break out.

When the late emperor was still alive, a total of seven cities were robbed from the Liu Kingdom, and the original people in them fled or died. In the end, the remaining Liu people were treated as slaves by the Xiongnu. Women were insulted, men were treated like livestock, and even children were used as targets for their horseback archery practice.

The young children were sent to the dense forest, and a large net was pulled around them. The Xiongnu children rode on horses, holding bows and arrows, and competed to see who could kill the most Liu people.

After so many years, only a few of the original Liu elders survived. Now those who were driven by the Xiongnu were the children who survived and the children born to the Liu people later.

The Xiongnu were not good at farming. Only the powerful people from the several tribes with high status and their subordinates lived in the seven cities they conquered. Here, the lives of the Liu people were not as good as the ants on the ground.

They hardly talked to each other. The first thing they did when they opened their eyes was to work hard, otherwise the Xiongnu whips would hit them without mercy.

Even though the weather is cold now, they can't get anything to keep warm. They can only rely on the hard kapok quilts that have been used for many years at home to keep warm. There is still food, after all, the Huns still want them to work and farm.

Although the smell is unpleasant, some Huns still throw sand and soil into it without hesitation. These Liu people who have been oppressed for more than ten years can only bear to eat it.

Each of the seven cities was once prosperous, but now, the number of people who survived in the seven cities is less than a thousand.

Frozen to death, starved to death, beaten to death, even if pregnant, may die in the mother's womb. If born, it is unfortunate that it is born in the cold winter, it is almost impossible to survive.

The former Liu Kingdom regarded these seven cities as taboos, not only because they could not accept that the once powerful Liu Kingdom could not even protect its own cities, but also because some people's in-laws were in them, and they dared not think about what life was like there.

At the beginning, the late emperor had sent people to bring back the nobles in the seven cities, but the Xiongnu were unwilling to let them go.

To be precise, they could not find anyone to return to the Kingdom of Liu.

When the Xiongnu entered the city, the first victims were often the nobles who lived in the mansions and were known to be rich.

They all knew that there must be gold, silver and jewelry hidden in them, and the houses were full of food. Even the women were much more beautiful than those in the homes of ordinary people.

The Xiongnu had no idea of ​​taking prisoners at that time. They killed any men they saw, captured beautiful women and insulted them, and treated young children in the same way.

By the end, there were only a handful of nobles who survived.

There were always marriages between the seven cities and the officials in the capital. After so many years, the capital was prosperous, but there was no mention of the seven cities.

The young princes only knew that the late emperor had ceded seven cities to the Xiongnu during his reign, but they had no idea that there might be their blood relatives in those cities.

Fan Yuancai, who was in Lang's mansion, was still forced to learn martial arts from the master under Lang Su's supervision. When he knew that the imperial court was definitely going to war with the Xiongnu, he refused to practice even if he was alive.

"I don't want to practice. His Majesty said that if I practice well, we will all go to the border. The Huns are extremely cruel. Wherever we go, there is no way to survive!"

This time, no matter whether Lang Su used aggressive tactics or directly hit him, Fan Yuancai was so scared that he hid in his room and refused to go to the martial arts field again.

He has been raised in the palm of his hand since he was a child. He has always just told his mother what he wants. Other men are forced to study by their families, but he has never had such troubles and has always been so smooth. When I grew up smoothly, I never imagined that I would have to go to such a scary place as the border.

Even if the martial arts masters took him directly to the martial arts training ground and beat him like they did to Lang Su before, Fan Yuancai would still refuse to practice.

Lang Su was very angry at him, "How come you are so worthless? So what if you meet the Huns? We, a seven-foot man, are still afraid of the Huns?"

"You are very skilled in martial arts, so you won't be afraid anymore. I have been weak since I was a child. I can't lift my shoulders or fight with my hands. What if I am sent to the border and get seriously ill before the Huns come?"

Fan Yuan had just been beaten, and now his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was almost tearful, holding Lang Su's arm and begging, "Lang Su, help me intercede with His Majesty, I really don't want to go..."

The two of them had sympathy for each other and had developed a bit of friendship over time, but they were directly abandoned by Lang Su at this moment. He dragged Fan Yuan to the martial arts training ground cruelly, "No! If you don't practice, won't I? I have to be trapped in the house all the time, so hurry up and practice!”

"I don't want it, I don't practice——"

At dusk, Fan Yuan escaped from the clutches of the two martial arts masters. He did not go back to the house with Lang Su, but hid in the rockery in Lang's house and wiped his tears.

He didn't want to practice martial arts. It was tiring and painful, and he had to go to the battlefield.

If you go to the battlefield, have your hands and feet chopped off, and one of your eyeballs falls off, how will you be able to marry the young lady in the future?

If you are unlucky, your life will be lost there and you will not be able to bring it back.

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Fan Yuan carefully stretched out his red eyes from crying and looked around quietly. Seeing no one around, he quickly got out of the rockery, rushed to the wall, touched it tentatively, and climbed up with a few kicks. Up the wall.

His practice during this period was somewhat effective. At least he climbed the wall smoothly and landed outside in a short while.

Fan Yuancai was actually a little scared in his heart. After all, it was His Majesty who asked him to come to Lang's Mansion. If he sneaked out, it would be disrespectful and disrespectful. However, this fear could not resist the fear of facing the Huns. He bit Gritting his teeth, he wiped away the tears that were blown by the wind and hung dry on his face, and walked towards home.

He went home to find his mother, who loved him the most and would definitely tell his father to plead with His Majesty.

If these are his punishments for disrespecting His Majesty, such a long time should be enough.

Fan Yuancai wiped away his tears and walked forward. Behind him, two martial arts masters skillfully climbed out of the wall, looked at each other, and followed him silently.

They were not dabblers like Fan Yuancai. Fan Yuancai didn't realize that he was followed by anyone until they arrived at Fan's house.

Now the sky has darkened slightly, and the door of the Fan family is closed. He was about to go up and knock on the door, when he suddenly thought that the fact that he went to Lang's Mansion because of His Majesty's order had already been spread by those princes. If he went back in an open and honest manner now, he would definitely It's not okay. If you are seen, it will be the crime of deceiving the emperor.

Thinking about what would happen to him if His Majesty blamed him, Fan Yuan, who had originally escaped because of his grievances, became afraid again.

But as soon as he moved, the place where he had been beaten during the day throbbed. Fan Yuancai's skin was tender and tender, and he grinned in pain no matter how many times he was beaten. Being carried by this pain, the fear in his heart seemed to be vented. Quite a few.

He first went into the house, found his mother, and asked her to intercede with his father.

After making up his mind, Fan Yuan found a shorter wall and climbed in.

Fan Yuancai grew up here since he was a child, so he was naturally very familiar with the Fan family. Adhering to the idea of ​​never letting anyone see him, he used his dexterous posture to avoid the passing maids and servants, whispering | I entered my mother's yard.

——It turned out to be in vain.

He then thought again, at this time, his mother must be in his sister's house.

Fan Yuancai quickly continued to avoid the servants and maids, and arrived at his sister's courtyard.

After passing by, he found that all the servants and maids were outside the door, but there was no one in the yard. He was overjoyed that this was the best. He climbed over the wall skillfully and went in. When he got to the open window, he happened to look at his sister-in-law and his mother. conversation.

Fan Yuancai immediately smiled in surprise on his face, and was about to call them when he heard his always gentle sister-in-law say worriedly, "Mother should think of something. I heard from Xiu'er that your majesty wants to reuse her." Brother, what will Yuanjie do if he gets involved?"

His expression froze, and he subconsciously hid back, listening to the conversation of the people in the room.

Fan Yuanjie was his younger brother, who was only five years old. He had always been his mother's sweetheart. Although Fan Yuancai didn't like children very much, he really loved this younger brother.

But what does my sister mean? Even if His Majesty really values ​​him, he is the eldest brother, so how can Yuanjie not be good?

"Okay, Ru'er, you are always so reckless. Not to mention that your eldest brother has been mediocre since he was a child, and I spoiled him when he grew up. Even if he got the favor of His Majesty, I am afraid he can't do anything. Just say that he thinks he is my own son. If he really gets any benefits, with his silly temper, how can he not help Yuanjie?"

Mrs. Fan's face was gentle, and she taught her daughter calmly, "Don't show anything in front of him to make him suspicious."

"He is so stupid, even if I show something, so what." The tone of the eldest sister in the room is no longer as gentle as before, but full of contempt, "Mother, don't worry, he always does what I say."

"That's right." Mrs. Fan in the room smiled, "If you didn't coax him Go to the Zhao family to break off the engagement. My daughter Ruer, who looks so good, will marry such a waste. "

The young and beautiful lady in the room laughed at first, then nervously pulled her mother's sleeve and asked shyly, "Mother, will His Majesty really choose someone to enter the palace?"

"Of course, the lady from the Zhao family will enter the palace in eight years. How could a young man like Your Majesty not have anyone to serve him for eight years? My daughter Ruer looks so good, and your father holds an official position. Once she enters the palace, she will at least be a concubine. When the young lady from the Zhao family enters the palace, my daughter will have won His Majesty's heart. Where is her place..."

Both mother and daughter are beautiful, but the words they uttered made Fan Yuancai feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.

He is not his mother's biological son?

How could this be possible? He grew up in his mother's room since he was a child. He always thought that his mother loved him as a child, and loved him so much that he could get what he wanted by making a fuss or crying.

But now, his mother, whom he truly respected, and his beloved younger sister, were full of contempt for him, fearing that he would do something wrong and hinder his younger brother.

The maid outside the house looked at the sky and entered the yard, wanting to remind the lady to go back and rest, but Fan Yuancai was still standing in the distance, with a dazed look on his face, and he didn't notice that she was coming.

A martial arts master who had climbed up the tree to hide in a few seconds threw a stone, and Fan Yuancai's right leg was hit with pain, and he came back to his senses from this trance. He raised his eyes and saw the maid who was entering the yard. He quickly turned over and stepped on the flower pot below to climb over the wall while she was still looking at this side.

The martial arts masters looked at his neat skills and all laughed.

Let's say that this kid is a genius like Lang Su, and he can be so good if he fishes for two days and dries the net for three days. If he gets serious, it will be great.

In the Lang Mansion here, a distinguished guest was welcomed.

When Wei Mingyan came, Lang Su was holding a long spear and practicing the new moves he had learned during the day in the martial arts training ground.

Although he could beat two martial arts masters, he had to do it with bare hands. If both sides had weapons, Lang Su would have to admit defeat.

Although His Majesty said that Fan Yuancai should learn well, Lang Su was just a sparring partner, but there was nothing else to do in the mansion, so he could only practice with him. Occasionally, when he practiced with Fan Yuancai, he could also take revenge and beat the boy up.

Originally, the practice was just for fun, but after knowing that the court decided to go to war with the Huns, he immediately became serious.

Lang Su is a young man, and there is no young man who doesn't want to pick up a knife and go to the battlefield.

Of course, Fan Yuancai doesn't count.

He had the nerve to spread the word that Lang Su was a sissy before. He should have moved the bronze mirror when he cried and begged the martial arts master not to practice martial arts, so that Fan Yuancai could see who was a sissy.

Lang Su was thinking about where Fan Yuancai had gone to slack off, while completing the final finishing moves, imagining how he would assassinate the enemy if he was standing in front of him.

As soon as he put away the gun, he met the sight of the emperor of the dynasty.

Wei Mingyan was wearing a white suit today, wrapped in a piece of fur, but not bloated. Standing in the cold wind, when his handsome and handsome face looked at him, Lang Su was almost scared to fall off the martial arts field.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and hurriedly came down from the martial arts field, "I greet your majesty..."

Before he knelt down, the emperor in his ordinary clothes held his arm, "Okay, there are not so many rules outside."

Lang Su can be regarded as a person who has practiced martial arts for such a long time, and his skills are pretty good. As a result, he was actually lifted up steadily by his majesty just now, and judging from the expression on his face, there was no reluctance at all.

Could it be that your majesty also knows martial arts?

After being locked up in the mansion for so long, he is no longer the ignorant dandy. When he noticed it, he was only secretly surprised and dared not show anything.

"I see that you have practiced well. If I want you to follow General Hu to recapture the seven cities of my Liu Kingdom, are you willing?"

Lang Su's eyes lit up immediately, and he answered without thinking, "I am willing!"

Making achievements and killing enemies on the battlefield, this is what the young men should do.

Wei Mingyan looked at his eyes full of expectation and laughed loudly, "Well, you are ambitious, worthy of being my nephew."

Lang Su is now full of his heart that he can finally go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and he doesn't care that His Majesty still has eight years to become his uncle. He just straightened his chest, his eyes full of pride.

He failed to learn literature, but he can also go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and ask for his mother's life after making achievements!

Just thinking about it, he heard the emperor in front of him casually asked, "Where is Fan Yuancai? Why not practice with you?"

This coward must have gone to the rockery to cry secretly again.

Every time he thought that others didn't know, he didn't think that the rockery was cleaned every day, how could he not be found.

Lang Su didn't know how to tell His Majesty, and when he was in a dilemma, he heard a heavy object fall to the ground.

Everyone looked over and saw a white and tender face that had been crying for a long time and was slightly fat.

Zhang Yuan looked at the wall, and then at Fan Yuancai who had just climbed out of the wall, and his eyes widened immediately.

It was His Majesty's order that he was locked up in the Lang Mansion and couldn't go out. Fan Yuancai actually dared to sneak out. This was simply a naked disobedience!

He wanted to stand up and shout "outrageous", but he quietly raised his eyes to look at His Majesty, who didn't show any anger on his face, and then quietly shrank back.

Fan Yuancai saw them as soon as he turned around, and was also shocked. Then he quickly stepped forward and knelt directly on the ground.

"I am guilty."

His face was numb rather than expressionless.

Lang Su, who had just reacted, was stunned by the look of waiting for punishment.

Wasn't he very good at crying and begging for mercy?

He was caught by His Majesty, so why didn't he cry or beg His Majesty for leniency? Wasn't he waiting to be beheaded?

Lang Su was not such a cold-hearted person, especially since the two of them had developed some feelings for each other during this period of time. He gritted his teeth and knelt beside Fan Yuancai.

"You two, are you here to apologize to me?"

Wei Mingyan's expression became playful, "Lang Su, you didn't do anything wrong, why are you kneeling down?"

Lang Su opened his mouth, and mentally made a note of Fan Yuancai, begging, "Your Majesty, Fan Yuancai didn't deliberately disobey the imperial edict, please spare his life."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the person kneeling beside him, wanting him to use his shameless crying and begging trick, but he saw that Fan Yuancai's face was full of tears blown out by the cold wind, his eyes were red and swollen, and he didn't look like he was going to defend himself at all.

This guy must have been frozen silly after leaving the palace.

Lang Su gritted his teeth. If Fan Yuancai didn't say it, then he had to say it. He had just prepared his emotions when he saw two figures climbing over the wall.

But unlike Fan Yuancai's loud noise, the two martial arts masters landed quietly.

They saw the emperor standing in front of the martial arts training ground at a glance, and hurriedly came forward and knelt.

So, four people knelt in front of Wei Mingyan at once.

The two martial arts masters knelt in the front row and reported respectfully, "Your Majesty, Master Fan went to the courtyard of the second lady of the Fan family."

"I know."

Wei Mingyan glanced at the numb Fan Yuancai and raised his eyebrows, "Okay, get up."

"I am not the kind of person who shouts for war and killing at every turn. At most, I will send you to the border to atone for my sins."

"Fan Yuancai, come here."

Although Fan Yuancai was numb now, he still responded to the call of the most noble emperor in the world. He stood up with an uncomfortable look on his face and followed Wei Mingyan to the other side.

Lang Su saw that the two martial arts masters stood up, and hurriedly stood up with them carefully.

"Master, are you following Fan Yuancai?"

"Did His Majesty ask you to follow?"

"Master, why don't you speak?"

Seeing that the two martial arts masters were motionless like sculptures, Lang Su carefully stretched out his fingers and tried to poke their shoulders.

The martial arts master who was about to be poked by him turned his head and looked at Lang Su with an indifferent expression, successfully making his fingertips stiff and dare not move forward.

Lang Su laughed awkwardly a few times, and had to stand there honestly, stretching his neck to see what was going on over there with Fan Yuancai.

The emperor led Fan Yuancai all the way to the pond, looked at the lake surface that was frozen due to the cold, and whispered, "Your biological mother also drowned in the lake in winter."

Fan Yuancai, who had been silent since he followed, suddenly raised his head and stared at the man in the white cloak in front of him.

Wei Mingyan looked at the frozen lake and continued, "Your mother was your father's first wife. Her family was in Rongcheng. The year Rongcheng was attacked by the Huns, your mother went back to her hometown to attend the funeral. On the way back, she got the news that Rongcheng was attacked."

"After she returned to Beijing, the news that Rongcheng was captured had spread all over Kyoto. At that time, perhaps because your mother had just returned from Rongcheng and a servant died of illness, there were some rumors."

"After that, she committed suicide in the lake. Lord Fan later married a second wife and removed your mother from the name. You were recorded under the name of the second wife. No one in the Fan family mentioned your mother again."

Fan Yuancai's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists tightly, "Your Majesty, my mother is really..."

Wei Mingyan shook his head as if sighing, "What I found out is that your mother is innocent."

"It's just that the rumors misled people, and no one believed her."

No one believed her...

It was because of this light sentence that she abandoned herself and jumped into the lake to commit suicide.

And he, born as a son, didn't know about his biological mother until he was so old.

"The people I sent to investigate have returned. Your mother's family still has some blood in Rongcheng. I originally wanted to send you to Rongcheng to bring back your blood relatives, but if you don't want to, I won't force you."

Fan Yuancai kept looking at the lake, as if he saw a woman desperately jumping into the frozen lake.

He didn't cry this time, but his eyes were red.

Lang Su stretched his neck to watch, and saw that His Majesty said something to Fan Yuancai, and he knelt down again from where he was standing.

He also kowtowed several times.

What's going on?

His Majesty wants to drag Fan Yuancai out and chop him?

Is he begging for mercy?

Lang Su was watching, but saw His Majesty turned around, and a pair of eyes that should have been sharp but always seemed to be smiling looked in his direction.

He waved his hand, and Lang Su hadn't decided whether to go over, but he saw that the martial arts master beside him had already walked over.

The handsome king in a white cloak said something to the martial arts master, and when he finished speaking, the martial arts master also looked at Lang Su.

Lang Su felt a little scared and subconsciously took a step back.

As soon as he stepped back, he saw that the smile on Wei Mingyan's face became more obvious.

A little panicked.

It didn't feel good.

His Majesty left, and the two martial arts masters surrounded him.

"Young Master Lang, His Majesty said that Young Master wanted to go to the battlefield, so we pretended to be enemies and fought with him with wooden sticks."

Lang Su did not understand the maliciousness of this sentence at first.

Until he was stabbed all over by martial arts masters with wooden sticks wrapped in cowhide, and his whole body was bruised and purple. When he turned over at night, it hurt, and when he turned over again, it hurt again.

It was simply horrible.

What surprised Lang Su the most was Fan Yuancai who suddenly became able to endure hardships.

He couldn't stand being beaten like this, but Fan Yuancai didn't say a word.

What did His Majesty say to him that was so effective.

Thinking of the mysterious smile that His Majesty gave him that day, Lang Su's whole body tensed up.

Could it be related to him?

He couldn't help but think about why Fan Yuancai would suddenly be so diligent if it was related to him.

In addition to rewarding Fan Yuancai if he beat him, he really couldn't think of anything else.

Lang Su was thinking, when he suddenly saw Fan Yuancai quietly get up from the couch next to him, put on his clothes and went out without making any sound.

He hurriedly followed him, and indeed saw this guy practicing martial arts in the martial arts field under the moonlight.

Great!

He actually worked hard behind his back!

Lang Su was holding back a rage in his heart, and suddenly jumped onto the stage, took a long spear and fought with Fan Yuancai.

Lang Su had practiced martial arts for a longer time, and Fan Yuancai was unwilling to take it seriously before, so naturally he was defeated in the end.

After putting away the spear, he looked at Lang Su in surprise, "Why are you here too?"

Lang Su was furious when he mentioned this, and he raised his head and said arrogantly, "Why, can't I come to this martial arts field?"

"If you want to practice martial arts in the future, you have to call me no matter how late it is."

He made it clear, to see if Fan Yuancai dared to practice secretly behind his back.

Even with such a tone, Fan Yuancai's heart, which seemed to be soaked in ice water all day, warmed up.

He tried to force out a smile, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Lang Su: "What?"

Seeing that he didn't want to say it, Fan Yuan felt warmer in his heart and smiled more sincerely. He threw the gun aside, picked up the wooden stick on the side, and said with a smile, "Come, let's practice this."

Practice, who is afraid of who!

Lang Su immediately picked up the wooden stick. The two of them had similar talents in martial arts. After practicing for a while like the martial arts masters during the day, they actually became quite good.

The two martial arts masters sat on the tree, watching the two young men hitting each other, and they were very satisfied.

If they always have such enthusiasm, they may become a general in the future if they really go to the battlefield.

***

The court was preparing intensively, and the news of the war quickly spread throughout Kyoto. Before, those white-faced and beardless men had been forced by their families to learn martial arts for such a long time, and none of them were as weak as they used to be.

Now, when they heard that the imperial court would definitely take back the seven cities, they all cried out to join the army.

They had learned martial arts for such a long time. If they didn't join the army, wouldn't it be a waste?

The elders who had forced these young people to practice martial arts before were all worried. They were willing to let their children practice martial arts, but that didn't mean they were willing to throw the hope of these families to the battlefield.

Swords and guns have no eyes. Just look at how the families of those military officers withered.

When the previous emperor was alive, military officers returned home and gave birth to babies, but even so, few survived in the end.

Even if these little guys turned the world upside down in Kyoto, their fathers would cover them. But if they left Kyoto and stood in front of the Huns, who would give them face?

Now these elders no longer forced them to practice martial arts. They gave them enough money and let them go to Kyoto to play whatever they wanted. They could play whatever they wanted, as long as they didn't shout about going to fight the Huns.

They didn't expect that Lang Su and Fan Yuan, who were imprisoned in the mansion, had just been released and started to move around in Kyoto.

These two used to be mortal enemies, but now they can be regarded as brothers. Both of them were trained by martial arts masters sent from the palace. They didn't have to spend any effort to defeat the noble children in Kyoto who felt powerful after learning martial arts for a few days.

They haven't been out for such a long time, and when they came out, they found that the wind direction in Kyoto had changed.

From "whoever is the best at playing, the best at finding fun places, and has money to treat everyone to play is the boss", it has become "whoever has the best skills, the most cool fighting, and can beat everyone is the boss".

What are you waiting for? Neither of them is the kind of low-key guy. They loved to call friends before. Now there is such a rare opportunity, so they must seize it well.

Within a few days, all the distinguished disciples in Kyoto followed behind the two.

They also raised funds to build a martial arts training ground in Kyoto, and their daily entertainment activities ranged from cockfights, cats, dogs and friends to various martial arts competitions.

Even these playboys who liked to play around changed their temper because they wanted to attack the Xiongnu. The people who were originally worried about the war gradually became relieved.

They were not satisfied with playing by themselves, so they took the silver coins and came out to set up the arena. If anyone won, the silver coins would go to that person.

For these men who have had a silver spoon in their mouths since they were born, those coins are just their pocket money, but for ordinary people, it is a lot of money.

If you get that kind of money, you won't be able to buy a house in Kyoto, but you will have no problem marrying a wife.

Immediately, the idle men who were just watching the excitement came one by one, but they only had some strength at most, which was different from the noble disciples who had learned from Master Wu.

When the arena was set for the third day, His Majesty in the palace certainly would not miss the excitement. He went to the Prime Minister's Mansion and negotiated an appointment with Zhao Shuqing.

This time, Zhao Shuqing was accompanied by a girl who was also wearing a white cloak and dressed as a man.

It is the future queen Zhao Shujiu.

Zhao Shuqing's face didn't look very good along the way. No one would be happy if his ten-year-old sister was engaged by a twenty-year-old adult man and was asked to be taken out to watch the ring together.

Even if he is a modern person, he knows that the two parties cannot meet before they are married. How come the emperor who is smiling at his sister in front of him doesn't know.

But when he refused, the shameless guy over there somehow managed to convince Dad.

Zhao Shuqing really couldn't figure out why these people were more open-minded than the other, even though he was a modern person.

Oh, no.

He should have discovered this a long time ago.

After all, modern people are not yet open enough to allow a ten-year-old to get engaged to a twenty-year-old.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shuqing's expression froze again.

His cold face did not affect Wei Mingyan's good mood. He even ignored Zhao Shuqing's death ray and sat next to Zhao Shujiu with a smile, pointing to her and explaining.

"Look, the one who is a bit fat and wearing blue is Fan Yuancai. He is good at martial arts. Although he is a bit fat, he will definitely have a bright future if he joins the army."

The previous nervousness had been completely forgotten when he was on the carriage and listened to what the person in front of him said all the way. Zhao Shujiu had not been out a few times since he was born. Even when he went out, he was always sitting in a sedan, and rarely could he really look at this place. Kyoto.

After listening to Wei Mingyan's words, he immediately looked down curiously and saw the slightly rounded Fan Yuancai holding a spear and competing with a commoner.

He moved very quickly, and it didn't take long for the people to throw down their guns and admit defeat.

Watching the common people come on stage one after another and go down dejectedly, the little girl turned her head and looked at Wei Mingyan with some confusion, "Since these common people can't win, why do they have to set up an arena again?"

"Of course it's because..."

Wei Mingyan was smiling and about to explain in a warm voice when Zhao Shuqing, who had been sitting there in a dull tone and had a cold face the whole time, suddenly interrupted, "I'm so bored."

Both people by the window cast their gazes on his face. Zhao Shuqing felt guilty, but with a cold look on his face, he forcefully explained, "These people were boring before. You should know it when you see Lang Su underneath. "

Hearing Lang Su's name, Zhao Shujiu nodded hesitantly.

As for her nephew, who was older than her, because of her biological relationship, whenever he did something and got beaten, his glorious deeds would always reach her ears. Zhao Shujiu still agreed with the statement that Lang Su was boring.

Wei Mingyan said from the side, "Don't listen to your brother's nonsense. They are here to refine their martial arts."

"But these people have no martial arts skills?"

Zhao Shujiu's eyes were immediately attracted to the emperor's face, and his fair face with some baby fat was full of curiosity.

Seeing the twenty-year-old ancient emperor smiling at his sister again, Zhao Shuqing could hardly help gritting his teeth. His face was no longer cold, but dark.

"The Huns actually have no martial arts." Facing the young child in front of him, Wei Mingyan's attitude was much gentler. He explained in a gentle voice, "The Huns lived on the grassland and made a living by raising cattle and sheep. There are few resources on the grassland, and there are frequent disputes and conflicts among several Xiongnu tribes. The reason why they are good at fighting is because they have been fighting with other tribes since they were young. "

"Compared with martial arts, the Huns are all about brute force. Lang Su and Fan Yuan just set up this arena to practice how to deal with the Huns in the future."

Zhao Shujiu's slightly rounded eyes immediately showed surprise, "It turns out they are so far-sighted."

"Ah."

Zhao Shuqing, who was sitting in front of the table, sneered.

This voice immediately attracted Zhao Shujiu's attention. When she turned around, she realized that her brother's expression was wrong. She quickly went to his side and asked worriedly, "Second brother, are you feeling unwell?"

Because of the illness in the previous ten years, the whole Zhao family had the impression that Zhao Shuqing was frail. Seeing his ugly face at this moment, Zhao Shujiu immediately panicked.

Seeing the anxious look in the eyes of the cute little girl in front of him, Zhao Shuqing ignored his stinky face and replied, "Nothing."

Fearing that his sister would be seduced by that ancient emperor who was even more shameless than modern people, Zhao Shuqing quickly picked up a piece of pastry on the table and placed it in his sister's hand.

"Jiu'er, this is delicious. Sit down and eat this."

Zhao Shujiu held the snacks and a sweet smile immediately appeared on his face, "Thank you, second brother."

She sat down obediently and started eating bite by bite.

Looking at his sister eating the pastries seriously, Zhao Shuqing just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the emperor who had been watching the fun by the window crowded over and said, "Jiu'er, what are you eating? It looks delicious. ”

Zhao Shujiu raised his head, and there was a bit of pastry crumbs on his fair cheeks and the corner of his mouth, "It seems to be Cuirong cake."

Zhao Shuqing watched Wei Mingyan's eyes reach his sister's mouth, and immediately became alert. He quickly stood up, took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his sister's mouth.

"Well?"

Zhao Shujiu, who was talking, raised his eyes and looked at his brother in confusion.

Facing the crystal clear eyes on her lovely face, Zhao Shuqing's heart softened, but he said in a cold voice, "It's stained with cakes."

Fortunately, Zhao Shujiu had long been accustomed to his brother's tone, so he obediently raised his head and let him wipe it, "Thank you, second brother."

You're welcome, just don't let that ancient guy rub it.

"Huh?"

Wei Mingyan, who didn't know when he arrived at the bedside, suddenly asked in surprise, "Is there anyone who can tie with Fan Yuancai?"

Zhao Shuqing shook the handkerchief indifferently and took it back into his arms.

If it's a tie, it's a tie. There's nothing to make a fuss about.

The king over there was still broadcasting, "Fan Yuancai lost. It seems that Lang Su is going to have a fight with him."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and smiled at the two brothers and sisters, "In my opinion, Lang Su can't win. Just wait and see him leave the game in embarrassment."

Lang Su left the stage in embarrassment?

It seems interesting.

Zhao Shuqing stood up with an indifferent look on his face, stood by the window and looked down, and sure enough he saw Lang Su and the strange big man both holding long guns. The two of them were going back and forth, it was very lively.

This is much more exciting than what you see on TV.

His eyes lit up slightly, and he leaned against the window, looking very attentive.

Behind him, Wei Mingyan quietly left the window and sat next to Zhao Shujiu, who was still concentrating on eating pastries. He took out a sieve cup from his arms.

He smiled proudly at Zhao Shujiu on his handsome face, "I learned something fun, let me show it to you."

"You tell me how many you want, and I can shake them out."

Zhao Shuqing didn't notice at all that his sister behind him was being coaxed by the ancient emperor to hesitate in reporting the numbers, and was still looking downstairs intently.

This fight can indeed be called exciting. Lang Su's talent has been praised by both martial arts masters. He can memorize the opponent's moves and then quickly apply what he has learned. But now, the one on the opposite side looks like A big man who is at least thirty years old remembers it faster than him.

The two were fighting fiercely, and the onlookers gathered more and more excitedly.

This arena has been set up for three days. Is it possible that someone can really get that silver?

Zhao Shuqing had never seen such a competition. As a modern man, he finally understood what martial arts was.

In the end, Lang Su was defeated and was forced to jump off the stage by a spear.

The unruly attitude in his eyes that had always been extremely successful in martial arts was finally suppressed by this failure. He cupped his fists and said, "I lost."

Lang Su lost, but Zhao Shuqing didn't bother to look at his embarrassment. His eyes lit up slightly, but his face was cold.

Even his tone was light, "I want to practice martial arts."

"OK."

Wei Mingyan was shaking the dice when he heard what his future brother-in-law said, and he agreed smoothly, "I'll send someone to your house."

"By the way, the guards following me are pretty good at martial arts. Do you want to learn from me now?"

Zhao Shuqing's eyes brightened again and he nodded without thinking, "Learn."

The guard who had been following Wei Mingyan and looked like an ordinary boy stepped forward.

"Get into a horse stance first."

"Zamabu?"

Just thinking that the luxuriously dressed young man in front of him didn't know what zamabu meant, the guard immediately made a standard zamabu posture.

Zhao Shuqing looked at his very inconspicuous movement and asked quietly, "Does learning martial arts require a horse stance?"

"nature."

He nodded and sat back expressionlessly, "I won't study anymore."

With a tilt of his head, Wei Mingyan opened the sieve cup and said, "Look! Three sixes!"

Zhao Shujiu's eyes were bright, and his cheeks were flushed with excitement, "It's amazing!"

Zhao Shuqing, whose mind was filled with thoughts of "how to make such an ugly gesture first in a martial arts competition", completely forgot that he had previously thought about how to isolate this ancient emperor from his sister.

He also looked at the three sixes in the sieve cup.

After looking at it for a long time, he said, "Awesome."

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