"Fourth brother, in this way, those individuals say that I am the grandson of the emperor of the Tianhuang noble dragon, and I was born different from ordinary people, saying that even the things that come out of my stomach are stained with luxury, and they all rush to say that whoever eats them can soar, and so on are they all bluffing me?" Gao Yanzong was held by the little hand by the fourth brother Changgong, walking by the riverside, and couldn't help but ponder the words that people do not distinguish between high and low. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yanzong, the person who can say these words has already lost the face of a scholar and the integrity of a disciple of a high family, don't play with these people in the future. Even when his father was still alive, he monopolized the power alone, and he never pretentiously did such absurd things. Our grandfather was born in a poor family, and he strategized all his life, step by step, and laid the foundation for the heirs of the Gao family. You are young, but you must know how to be a gentleman and a villain, and you must not do foolish things. ”

Gao Yanzong nodded, then looked up at his fourth brother and smiled: "Fourth brother, the third brother has said that you are different since you were a child, although I don't even know what your biological mother's name is, but that kind of demeanor is that the eldest mother said that you must be from an extraordinary background, and I thought that before I came, I still thought that everyone praised you everywhere just because you looked good, and now I understand that the third brother and aunt are really right." Yanzong will learn well in the future, will the fourth brother treat Yanzong like a close brother and a third brother?"

The fifth brother of the little monkey, Yanzong, had an expectant look on his immature face.

"Naturally, the fourth brother treats his siblings equally. My own brothers must be brothers, friends and brothers, and support each other, which is also what my father hoped for before his death. Xiao Zimo smiled at Yanzong.

As soon as the lights come on, the night market becomes more and more lively.

By the moat, there are many vendors, kneading clay people, selling sugar gourds, juggling, selling clay handicrafts, and there are a variety of dazzling.

Xiao Zimo took his fifth brother to look around, eating and playing all the way, and he couldn't buy gadgets with both hands. Yeonjong jumped and jumped, as happy as a little monkey.

"Fourth brother, the windmill that the uncle on the bridge sells is really fun!" Yanzong's eyes lit up, and he stared at the windmills that were rolling and turning on the burden of the cargo bearer, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

"Brother, that red one is the most beautiful! we buy it, we buy it!" As soon as the little cub found the target, he shook off Xiao Zimo's hand and rushed to the bridge.

"Huh。。。。。。 Zimo shook his head, a child is a child.

"Uncle, I want that big red one!"

"I'll buy that red one!"

In unison, Gao Yanzong didn't expect someone to be so kind to him, and when he turned his head, a young man was also staring at him.

Hmph! Yanzong was not convinced, raised his hand high, pointed to the windmill above, and jumped his feet: "This here, I want this!"

"This is five cents, I'll pay for it first, and I'll buy it!" The young man was a head taller than Yanzong, seeing Yanzong's angry appearance, he indifferently took out his purse and stuffed the copper coin directly into the merchant's hand, and then raised his hand to reach the red windmill, took it in his hand, and blew a breath on the windmill。。。。。。

。。。。。。 The fifth brother was so angry that his hair was about to explode.

The windmill seller was in a dilemma.

"Fourth brother, give me money!"

Gao Yanzong yelled in the direction of Xiao Zimo, but the young man who had already bought the windmill also turned around and looked back.

On the Zhangshui Bridge, the young man's face was fair, but his eyebrows and eyes were profound, his eyes were like lacquer, his sword eyebrows were in his sideburns, and his lips were slightly pursed, far beyond the depth and stability of his age. He seemed to be looking at Xiao Zimo as well, staring motionless, looking at his age, he should be two or three years younger than Zimo, and he was handsome.

On the branches of the moon, half bright and half ambiguous, the red windmill in the young man's hand was slowly turned by the night wind.

Yanzong stomped and shouted beside him, but he was not impatient, he only nodded slightly towards Xiao Zimo, and said: "I paid for this windmill, and it has become a fixed number, and the two of you can choose other colors, this is the first to come, first to come." ”

Xiao Zimo looked at the kid in front of him, and he really felt angry and funny.

What kind of domineering posture is at a young age, and it has become a certainty?!

She didn't want to mix with her brother and others to grab toys, but now that she saw that this young man was really arrogant, she stepped forward and handed the money to the merchant: "Boss, this windmill is my brother's first fancy to it, although the money is not paid as fast as that son, but this is not the first to come first, right?"

"Yes, yes, this windmill is what I like first! I am dignified。。。。。。。 ”

"Fifth brother! Xiao Zimo saw that Yanzong was going to move the identity of the prince to suppress people, so he glanced at him. There are many people with mixed eyes, and they are too flamboyant at a young age, and they are easy to get into trouble. What's more, for the sake of a windmill, it is useless to raise his identity and bully others。。。。。。

"Oh, three sons! The old man should have known that this red windmill is so sought-after today, I will bring a few more to sell when I go out, and you will not make a big fight for this little thing! Damn it, I really damn it! But the old man sells this windmill to whom!

If he didn't have this bit of eyesight, he was afraid that he would have lived in vain for so many years. Where did these three aristocratic sons buy windmills, and they were clearly competing! He didn't want to cause any trouble, so he provoked anyone for a five-penny windmill. So, simply put away the goods, and quickly collected the copper plate and left neatly.

"Alas?。。。。。。 As soon as Yanzong watched the merchant leave, his eyes were even more fixed on the red windmill.

"Forget the fifth brother, my brother will buy you something else, this windmill may not be so fun. Xiao Zimo could only coax.

"Don't, don't, I don't!, I just want this red windmill!!I don't want anything else~~~~~~~~" Gao Yanzong is the son of the young father, and the cow's temper has come up, and he is extremely domineering.

"This。。。。。。 This little boy, you see that my brother is so fond of this windmill, can you see if you can 。。。。。。 Classmate Zimo smiled and wanted to say soft words, maybe this child can also be generous.

"No!" Who expected that the young man would refuse categorically, and then shook the windmill in his hand proudly, as if he had really won a treasure, and the windmill gurgled and turned, "What is mine is mine, and others don't want to be contaminated." ”

What he said was justified and justified。。。。。。 Today, Yeonjong has met an opponent!

"Hey, you little bastard, I don't teach you a lesson, I'm not your grandfather!"

Gao Yanzong, the little ancestor who was used to mixing on the streets, could stand this provocation, rolled up his sleeves, and rushed up with brute force.

Ay...... Although it is the old tradition of the Xianbei aristocracy to learn martial arts and riding and archery since childhood, the children of the Gao family have learned swords, guns, sticks, and eighteen kinds of martial arts since they were young, but 。。。。。。 Until this kind of real sword and real gun don't give face to each other, no one knows how many catties they have in martial arts.

Yanzong is shorter than the young man, according to his daily way of wandering the streets to recruit cats and dogs, if he really has the confidence to fight with people, it is also blown out by those friends who drink and meat on weekdays.

There was no suspense, Xiao Zimo didn't have time to step forward to stop it, and her fifth brother was simply grabbed by the little boy and grabbed his arm, and then jumped towards the little buttocks, and then pounced back, almost falling into a mouth full of mud.

"You。。。。。。 Yanzong's face was flushed, and he was very resentful!

As soon as he grabbed Xiao Zimo's arm, tears rained down: "Fourth brother! Woo woo woo woo! He beat me, he beat me! You must avenge me!!"

。。。。。。 Xiao Zimo didn't know what to do for a while, this drama of stunned Qing against stunned Qing still developed to such a field after all!