Chapter 118: The History of Hundred Shadow Han's Lucky Tears
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This Baiying Han is the only descendant of the Baiying family, originally born with a golden soup spoon, the ancestor was named a prince with a different surname because he followed the emperor to fight a great contribution, and enjoyed the title forever, in the early years, when the Duanwang Mansion had not declined, it can be said that it was above 10,000 people under one person, the power was very great, and the followers were all over the court and the opposition, and Baiyinghan was also named the prince of Duanwang as soon as he was born, which is also not in history. Baiyinghan can be said to be born with noble happiness.
However, a happy life is always short-lived, and later when Duanwang, the father of Baiying Han, led the troops to go on the expedition, he unfortunately died in the field, Duanwangfu lost its backbone, and Princess Duan was soon sad and died of excessive illness, leaving Baiying Han, who had just turned one year old, and Baiying Justice, who was over fifty years old, only the old man and children were left in this Duanwangfu for a while, although Baiying Justice was also a powerful one, but after all, he had withdrawn from the court for many years, and had already handed everything over to his proudest son Baiying Hongtian, since Baiying Hongtian died, power and snobbery collapsed instantly。 Since ancient times, we all have the right to be a family, and those relatives and friends will become strangers after the right, and even become people who fall into the well.
Duanwangfu gradually withdrew from the court under the suppression of the imperial power and courtiers, and then the prince of Duanwang was identified as congenital stupidity, as the last incense of the Baiying family, Baiying Justice can be said to care about this very much, and some protection is too much, so that Baiying Han will not do many things when he is about to be eighteen years old.
However, this old Duanwang's cultivation of Baiying Han on the other side can't be said to be strict. That's devilish training. This aspect is: martial arts. Yes, it is martial arts, and Baiying Justice believes that there is nothing more secure than Baiying Han's own kung fu. He himself can't guarantee that he will be able to protect him for the rest of his life, only if he has the ability to protect himself, he can feel a little more at ease. In Baiying's righteous heart, he only hopes that his stupid grandson can spend a dull life safely.
As a result, Hyakeihan is often bullied and scolded by those who like to play pranks. Gradually, Baiying Justice didn't let him leave the house in order to protect him, and this Baiying Han was an impatient person, so he got rid of the escort Yunyi and went out of the house to play, so he was often bullied and insulted by those children of the family, and then it was a dog slave like Zhang Xu who also began to beat and scold unscrupulously, and this Baiying Han is a person who doesn't know how to resist, and every time he returns home with an injury, no one asks.
Baiying Justice was also helpless, so he could only order Yunyi to guard him at all times, but for some reason, this Baiying Han always had a way to sneak out of the house. Hundred Shadows Justice is also helpless. In this way, Baiying Han can also be said to have grown up with bullying. I slowly lost my self-confidence, and I really thought that I couldn't learn anything, and I was a fool.
"Miss, Xi'er has found the egg. Xi'er searched for a long time before finding four or five eggs in a cabinet, and hurriedly reached out and took them out to show Jun Qianruo.
Jun Qianruo turned his head and glanced at Xi'er holding five yellow eggs in his hand, each egg is big, far better and bigger than what you buy in a modern supermarket, it seems that in this pure and pollution-free ancient times, even eggs are excellent.
"Hmm...... Put some salt and seasonings, add some water, and mix well."
"Okay, miss......" Xi'er hurriedly agreed, and found a small basin and a pair of chopsticks out of nowhere, and beat the eggs very neatly.
Instantly, "Click... The sound of "click" began to sound, making the silent night even more brilliant.