"Little Prince!! Little Prince!! Little Ancestor, you, you slow down, eh, it's dangerous!!" Zhongyao had only one thought in his heart at the moment, no matter how many eggs Uncle Wang smashed, how many oranges he trampled on Aunt Chen, or how many innocent passers-by he knocked down, he had to do his best to catch up with the young man running madly in front of him, Qi Yi Wang Su Jingnian. Otherwise, he missed the time to see the new master, and no number of skins he had were enough for the prince to pick up.

"You guys hurry up and outflank the little prince from the back alley and intercept the little prince, if you miss the first lesson of the forty-eighth master of the palace, the prince will not want our lives!!" Zhongyao roared at the few accompanying guards behind him, and he jumped to his feet and continued to chase after the giggling young man in front.

"Giggles, a bunch of stupid people, come on, come and get me, who's going to see some bullshit master, it's all straw bales, and the person who can teach me is still in his mother's womb, hahaha. Eight-year-old Su Jingnian was so proud at the moment, he ran all the way, dodged flexibly, made a bun with his left hand, took a sugar cane with his right hand, kicked over a cage of chickens, turned around and arched over a rouge stall, and tried his best to be naughty. While running, he shouted, "Uncle and aunt, big brother and sister, the money is on the person chasing me, ask him for it." ”

The people on the street came and went, and the voices of the people were boiling, and they were stirred up by the little prince and the house slaves, and they were in chaos. But the people have long been surprised, this little prince has been a legend in the Northern Regions since he was born, and he is a wonderful flower of Daqi. Because of her birth, the prince lightened the burden according to the oath and granted amnesty to the Northern Regions. Since she was born, Su Chenmiao has won every battle, and Dajin and Tubo have been beaten by him many times, and Su Jingnian has been regarded as the lucky star of Daqi, the disaster star of Dajin and Tubo. On the first and fifteenth days of each month, the princess will take Su Jingnian to open a warehouse and release rice to help the poor people. The little prince's heterochromatic eyes are even more attractive to businessmen or travelers from all over Kyushu to catch a glimpse of this rare heterochromatic eyes when they put rice, and everyone who has seen them is amazed, the heterochromatic eyes are really beautiful, the little prince's face is becoming more and more handsome, and it is not difficult to see that he will be absolutely beautiful in the future.

It is said that everyone in the market stepped forward to surround Zhongyao when they heard this, and they didn't embarrass him, they all knew that although the little prince was naughty by nature, he was kind-hearted, and he paid in time when he got into trouble, and he paid more, and never let the people suffer. This is bitter Zhongyao, seeing that the little prince is about to slip away from under his nose, but he is powerless, and he is about to cry.

Su Jingnian thought to himself, joking that the old lady is the chairman of a multinational group in the 21st century, so don't listen to the four books and five classics of Laoshizi and the mediocrity of the Analects. Su Jingnian is talented and intelligent, she can speak at the age of half, she has read all kinds of ancient books at the age of three, and her political opinions at the age of five have been shocked by heaven, and at the age of eight, she can indeed ignore all kinds of ordinary people, even if she meets with the great Confucianism of the current dynasty, I am afraid that the other party will be defeated.

It was when the spring breeze was proud, and suddenly a big hand directly grabbed the back of Su Jingnian's neck and lifted her up. The person who came was nine feet long, tall and straight, dressed in a red-colored robe, his hair was naturally scattered, only the ends of the hair behind him were loosely tied with a hot hairband, the sword eyebrows flew into the temples, the round eyes were smiling, and the faint lying silkworm made it seem that these eyes seemed to be like a quiet deep pool, and there was no end to it. A delicate nose with three points of smiling lips. Endless romance and chic.

Su Jingnian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, like a beauty, chic and dignified, and handsome.

"Little fox, if you run again, I'll discount your fox legs. The person who came said softly, "Remember, my name is Poxin, and I will teach you martial arts and medical skills from today." If you listen to me, you will be fine, otherwise you will suffer from flesh and skin, or you will chop your hands and stomp your feet. Word. "Say that you will exert your strength with your feet, exert light work, and come out of the dust. Su Jingnian, who saw Qinggong for the first time, was already speechless with shock, and then shouted, "Wow!! wow, wow!! it's amazing!! it's amazing!! I want to learn! I want to learn!! this is more refreshing than flying a plane!!......???...... Suddenly she found that she couldn't speak? she opened her mouth but didn't make any sound, her eyes widened, and she waved her hands in confusion and slapped her heart. He glanced at her and said with a smile, "Little fox, you're too noisy, shut up before tomorrow." "Before tomorrow, it's only a few ups and downs ?!! have returned to the palace.

Su Jingnian is so angry, but she can't say anything, she can be regarded as knowledgeable about the other party's martial arts and poison, and she can't attack in order to save her life. I could only let the nurse change her new clothes and lead her to the apprenticeship banquet. The so-called apprenticeship banquet is her mother-in-law Murong Xuehan and Poxin, and she sits together for a meal. Her mother seemed to be in high spirits today, and there were many words during the banquet, "Ananda, Xin'er's martial arts and medical skills are the best in the world, you must study hard with her, don't be a child." At the beginning, my mother was just fortunate to have Xuan Qingzhen's guidance on piano skills, and she has been used for life. Xin'er is the descendant of Xuantianmen, and it is rare to meet opponents in the world, and his medical skills are even more transcendent than the medical community in Kyushu. Xin'er's martial arts Balaba, Xin'er's medical skills Balabala ...... "Su Jingnian didn't know what to say anymore, or his heart was weak, so he could only nod his head as if a chicken pecked rice, in order to show his approval, great agreement." Just kidding, such a master, both medical and martial arts, with a lantern, no, I can't find it with a searchlight headlight, and now I take the initiative to send it to the door, can I still let her run away? Whether it is martial arts or medical skills, it is a field that has not been involved in the previous life but is full of interest, and now it is not far off to be so high-ranking people to teach by word and deed, fighting swords and rivers and lakes, and hanging pots to save the world. Hehe Murong Xuehan rolled her eyes, and was really speechless to herself, a child who was usually naughty and mischievous, but wandered around the world at the dinner table, laughing and leaking food. Seeing this, Poxin put down his job, looked at Murong Xuehan with a smile, and said softly, "Fox, this little fox deserves to be your child." Whether it's naughty or stupid, it's like a mold carved out. Su Jingnian suddenly saw a trace of joy and a trace of sadness in his heart-breaking eyes. This look made Su Jingnian come back to his senses, this is not the eyes of the same master and sister, nor the eyes of the old friends, what kind of eyes are this, so soft, so beautiful, and so sad, as if the quiet lake was suddenly cut by a stone, and the stubborn stone slowly sank to the bottom, leaving behind the fluctuating water surface and indescribable loneliness. Many years later, she clearly saw herself with such eyes in Mo Ruoli's eyes.

The cold and the summer come and go, the stars change, and the five years are fleeting. Thirteen-year-old Su Jingnian has already achieved success under his own full study and careful teaching. According to Poxin's statement, because Su Jingnian is extremely talented and concentrated, in just five years, his medical skills and drug use have been passed on, and even some of Su Jingnian's medical science and drug production attainments have surpassed himself. As for the internal strength in martial arts, it still needs to rely on her to accumulate over time and practice hard to accumulate slowly. What she didn't say was that the current Su Jingnian could already rank among the top ten in martial arts, and if he practiced diligently, he would be invincible in the world in less than five years.

It was night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the cold wind was gusting. In February, the northern region has just spent the New Year, and the lanterns of every house have not yet had time to put away, looking from the Lingyan Pavilion of the palace, the night of the capital city of Beijing is in full view, under the moonlight, the stars or bright or dark lights are swaying and broken with the wind, and the white and dark red lights of the moon and snow between the sky and the earth reflect each other in the dark night.

"Master, the apprentice is here. Su Jingnian bowed and saluted. Looking up at Po Xin, who was standing with her back against the railing, Po Xin in front of her was dressed in a fiery red robe, her long hair and sleeves were dancing wildly in the wind, and she couldn't see her expression clearly. Accompanied by the fierce wind, Su Jingnian just had the illusion that her master would run to the moon at any time, as if every scenery at this time was an ethereal illusion, as if the railing was about to break, and this fiery red body would be dispersed in the air at any time.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" asked Su Jingnian uneasily.

"Ananda, hehe, I'm leaving. It's been five years, and that's enough. That's enough. Five years of stealing is enough. Breaking the heart and said hoarsely, he picked up the wine jug and poured it violently, and the wine ran down her mouth and neck, and sprinkled all over her body, and the aroma of wine overflowed. Su Jingnian saw his heartbroken expression clearly at this time, it was endless sadness and misery, and his eyes were already red and oozing blood.

"Master......" Su Jingnian didn't know what she should say at this moment, what to do to appease her broken heart. In the past few years, she has gradually understood that the reason why her master became her master is indeed not for the love with her mother's sisters, nor is it because of the commission of the deceased old friend, she loves her mother, and loves the mother who also has a pair of fox eyes with her. Therefore, Poxin will agree to her mother's request, ranging from dressing up to poisoning and assassination; so Poxin will teach her what she has learned all her life, and even teach her all the flaws in her own martial arts and the martial arts of various factions in the rivers and lakes; so she can not even be the head of the world's largest faction in her own sect, and she has become her master alone; so she is the little fox, because the fox is her mother.

After taking the last sip of wine, he bowed his head and smiled wryly, and muttered, "Ananda, the sky is about to change, but I can't stay, because she won't love me or forgive me no matter what." I know all this, I know it. As he spoke, he threw down the flask, closed his eyes and fell from the railing, "Take good care of your mother, little fox, goodbye." ”

"No!! master!!" Su Jingnian rushed to the railing as fast as he could, and was just about to fly down, when he found that the crimson figure with a broken heart had already melted into the night, and there was no trace, never to be seen again.

In the twenty-fifth year of Tianqian, in the harsh winter of February, the king of the Northern Regions, Qi Ye and Su Chenmiao, led an army of 100,000 to resist the 150,000 Dajin invaders in Jinzhou. The emperor posthumously crowned the general of Zhenguo Zhongwu, and his son Su Jingnian inherited the throne. This year, Su Jingnian was thirteen years old and knew the taste of hatred for the first time.