City of Light.

There is no such thing as easy in the adult world.

Even the Lord of Saibei, the guardian of the North, the patriarch of the Buyang family and the prime minister of the empire.

He was still worried about the safety of his youngest son Bu Yangming, this poor little man didn't know if he could wake up, if it was possible, he would rather lie there by himself.

The imperial court was even more chaotic.

Although he used some strategies to quell the war between the Qingqiu family and the Huangfu family a few days ago, it seems that the situation is becoming more chaotic.

The furnishings of the chamber are magnificent. The floor was covered with a Persian carpet burning with Annam's spices. In one corner of the room, there is a Nanmu screen from Wang Haicheng in the south, which is carved with hundreds of lifelike and colorful rare birds and beasts.

Bu Yangchen sat in the center of the narrow wooden table as the prime minister, and at one end of the two ends sat the Qingqiu family's Qingqiu spiritual power, Qingqiu Youyong, and at the other end were the two brothers Huang Fuying and Huang Fuyun.

There were several important ministers of the court sitting opposite Bu Yangchen, but Bu Yangchen preferred that they were not there.

The old man Wen Shanhe was actually drowsy in the noise and snored slightly; Bai Jingting, the leader of the internal guard, looked at a teacup in a daze like an old monk; but Halder, the chief of the inner house, ran back and forth, serving tea and pouring water to the two sides of the quarrel, and saying New Year's greetings to the left and right.

Bu Yangchen would rather both of them shout and cut their throats and vomit blood to death.

It was really good for the two of them to fight to the death at that time, so how could there be today's noise.

But even if he knew today, Bu Yangchen still does not regret the beginning.

There are alien races in the penal colony, the catastrophe is approaching, and the Seven Kingdoms cannot afford to regenerate the trouble.

Bu Yangchen's head was disturbed by the sound of the two families arguing, and he suddenly stood up and left.

Seeing this, Qingqiu's spiritual power followed out, "Brother Buyang, have you heard, the two poisonous snakes of the Huangfu family want to inherit the original fief of Huangfu Xiong, and I resolutely can't agree!"

Bu Yangchen had no choice but to stop, he looked at Qingqiu's spiritual power in confusion: "Why can't it?"

"Needless to say, they don't have any good intentions, maybe they will make a comeback. ”

"How could you ever have good intentions?" asked Bu Yangchen playfully.

"Okay, I admit that I don't have bad intentions either," Bu Yangchen had saved his life after all, and Qingqiu Lingli had no choice but to say patiently, "According to the etiquette system, Zhang'er has to inherit his father's original territory, and Zhang'er is the master of the Golden City, this is always the rule, right?"

"Rules? Okay, according to the rules, let Huang Fuzhang go to the Golden City to be the presiding officer, it's best to go now." Bu Yangchen stared at Qingqiu's spiritual power to see what he said.

"Zhang'er is the new monarch, how can he leave the capital without permission?" Qingqiu Lingli said that he was not stupid yet.

"Then why don't you go to the Golden City on behalf of Xinjun?" Bu Yangchen continued to ask.

"I ?......" Qingqiu's spiritual power has just been transferred from Huangfu Ying to Xia Chaosheng, how dare he go again, "Wouldn't I be sent to death if I go." ”

"Even if you still have self-knowledge," Bu Yangchen patted Qingqiu's spiritual power on the shoulder and said, "Think about it, brother, Golden City is actually Huang Fuying's territory, and he is just asking for a title now, what difference does it make if you agree or not?"

"This ......" Qingqiu Lingli remembered that he almost died under Huangfu Ying's knife, gritted his teeth and said, "What if I just don't agree?"

"That's the best," Bu Yangchen really didn't bother to pay attention to this old fool, "You'd better not agree, anyway, if you don't agree for a day, Huang Fuying won't leave Guangming City for a day, you two just continue to raise the bar, I don't care about your business." After Bu Yangchen finished speaking, he turned and left.

"If you don't raise dust, you can't leave it alone," Qingqiu said with a strong jump, "You are the prime minister of Guangming City." ”

Bu Yang dusty head did not return.

only a wry smile in his heart, what a bullshit prime minister, it's not a human job at all.

The grain and grass accounts of the household department, the military dispatch of the military department, the river repair and water control of the Ministry of Industry, and the endless personnel arrangements for the mediation of the contradictions between the seven countries......

Now, I have to judge the two families to judge who is reasonable, which is a bunch of nonsense.

God, ten cows can die of exhaustion.

Bu Yangchen couldn't help but think in his heart, how did the bad old man of Zhushihai do it, and he still had the strength to escape after forty years, it was incredible.

Bu Yangchen arrived at his own mansion, and his family also made him feel uneasy.

A few days ago, Qingqiu Yourong came to him to complain, saying that Bu Yangnan almost killed Huangfu Zhang, which was an unforgivable crime.

He said half a car of good things before sending the queen away, and Yang Nan thought about it at home.

And as soon as he entered the door, Bu Yangnan was still dancing his sword in the courtyard, sweating profusely.

Seeing his father come back, Bu Yangnan opened his mouth first: "Father, I did see Huang Fuzhang fooling around with other women that day before I taught a lesson, isn't it right?"

"What evidence do you have?" asked Bu Yangchen.

"My sister was there at the time, and she was the first to find out. ”

"But your sister said that he had never been there, or said it in front of the queen, what do you want me to do?"

"She lied. Bu Yangnan desperately wanted to explain, so that his father could believe in himself, but he didn't know how to justify, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

Suddenly, her father's arms wrapped around her, she turned her head and buried herself in his chest and sobbed, while Bu Yangchen gently hugged her daughter. "I know. He whispered in her ear.

"Then why do you still punish me?" Bu Yangnan held back her tears and questioned her father.

"You are too young to let you share my worries," her father said to her, "but you are a member of the Buyang family, and you know our family mottos. ”

"The strong survive on their own. Bu Yangnan said softly.

"Yes, the times of hardship and cruelty are coming," said Bu Yangchen, "our ancestors lived through those days, and so is your brother's fall now." You have been wronged, but there are some things that are not suitable for debunking, at least not for now. ”

Now that she has her father's approval, all of Bu Yangnan's grievances no longer exist, and she nodded vigorously at her father.

"Don't hate your sister, you two may be very different, but after all, you have the same blood in your body, you need her, and she needs you too, and I," Bu Yangchen looked at his daughter affectionately, "and I need you two." ”

"Yes, father, I don't hate my sister," Bu Yangnan looked directly into his father's eyes, "It's that I ignored my sister's feelings, she has no way out, she can only continue to be with Huangfu Zhang, and she can't let her future husband make a fool of herself." ”

"It's good that you can think like this," Bu Yangchen stood up and took his daughter's hand into the hall, "Child, let me tell you something about the snow wolf." When the snowy night comes, the cold wind blows, the lone wolf dies, and the wolf gathers, you know?"

"I see, Father. Bu Yangying puffed up his chest and promised.

At noon three days later, Xiong Yan, who assumed the position of guarding the Prime Minister's Mansion, took Bu Yangnan to the small martial arts arena in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, saying that her father had a gift for her.

The arena was empty.

"What about people?" said to Bear Face in confusion.

Bu Yangnan didn't know what to do.

"Boy, you're late. Then a handsome man dressed in coarse linen appeared from the shadows, holding a narrow sword in his hand, "You must be here on time from noon to-morrow." ”

"Who are you?" Bu Yangnan rarely saw someone yelling at him, this person was really strange.

"I'm your dance teacher. He threw the sword to Bu Yangnan, Bu Yangnan reached out to take it, but he didn't reach it, and the sword fell to the ground with a "dang" sound. "From tomorrow onwards, you will catch it as soon as I lose it, and now pick it up. ”

This is a thin and thin sword, only one-third or smaller than the bear's face with the sword, Bu Yangnan held the sword in his hand, "You want to teach me to practice swords?" ”

The man laughed indifferently: "It's okay, your father has already paid anyway, don't expect me to return." ”

Bu Yangnan threw a look at the bear face, and the bear face understood, drew his sword and stood in front of the man.

The man held a scabbard in his hand, still grinning, "You can get started." ”

"Hmph, you're looking for death. The bear face held the sword in both hands, swept the thousands of troops in one move, the man bowed back, the sword edge brushed his chest, the bear face followed the sword momentum, directly stepped up, and the sword swept the man's face door.

Unfortunately, it's always a little bit off.

The bear's face was full of spirit, and he continued to attack with his sword, stabbing straight, slashing diagonally, and slashing vertically......

The bear-faced sword walked up and down the man's body as if it had eyes, but it never hit.

"Ugly general, it's my fault. The man pounced on the bear-faced sword, and the bear-faced hit missed, but the man got close and fought in close quarters, and the bear-faced giant sword became a burden and could not be used.

Bear Face took a few steps back to distance himself, but the man followed him. With a "snap", the bear-faced wrist was hit by the man's scabbard.

Although Bear Face tightened his wrist protection, the man's scabbard quickly hit his wrist again.

Then, for the third, fourth, and fifth time, the bear-faced greatsword came out of his hand.

Bu Yangnan was dazzled.

"Thank you for your mercy," said the bear-faced man, "If I use a sword, I'm afraid I won't be able to use even five hands." ”

"Boy, can we get started?" the man still fiddled with the scabbard, which swirled in the palm of his hand.

Xiong Yan Bu Yang Nan nodded: "That's right, miss, this is the swordsmanship in the Jianghu martial arts that I told you before, this guy has two strokes." ”

Bu Yangnan raised her sword.

"No, boy, you can't use both hands, you can only hold a sword with one hand. ”

Bu Yangnan said with a sword in his right hand, "Open your eyes and see clearly, I'm not a brat." ”

"It's all the same anyway, you're just a rookie," the man glanced at Bu Yangnan and said, "No, boy, you're standing in the wrong position, don't face me, yes, lean a little side, that's right." ”

"No, your right hand is too hard, no one steals your sword, you don't need to hold it so tightly, you have to be graceful and flexible. ”

"No, boy, you spread your feet apart, don't stand like a sword, you're thin like this sword, but it's okay, because you narrow down the target, the probability of the enemy stabbing you is lower. ”

"No, boy,......"

"What should I do if I hold the sword in one hand and the sword falls?" asked Bu Yangnan.

"If the sword is gone, you don't need to ask what to do?" replied the man truthfully.

"Why?"

"Because if the sword drops, you're finished, and the opponent won't give you the chance to bend down and pick up the sword, and if you really want to ask what to do, I suggest you better run for your life. ”

"Then how can you keep the sword from getting out of your hand?"

"There's only one way, boy, to merge your hand with your sword," the man told her, "and your hand will fall, of course, you can't let your opponent slash your wrist." With that, he looked at the bear face playfully.

The bear's face was bored and turned away.

Bu Yangnan couldn't count the first time this guy called himself "boy", "I'm a girl, you know? I'm a girl." She protested.

"Of course I know, boy, the reason why I call this is to let you understand that opponents will not show mercy because you are a little girl, and if one day you really understand the way of the sword, you will only treat yourself as a sword, and become one with your swordsman's sword, do you understand?"

"Man and sword are one?" Bu Yangnan didn't understand.

"Okay, don't worry about the sword for now, you're still a rookie, now, are you ready to learn to dance?" the man waved his scabbard.

"Dance, really, I'm really bad at dancing. Bu Yangnan said.

"Boy, don't try to fool me, remember, we're not dancing on the battlefield, we're not dancing on the battlefield, we're not dancing on the cavalry and infantry, don't be like that ugly guy just now, we're going to dance the Killer's Dance, the Assassin's Dance, or the Death Sword Dance. The man took a step back and raised his scabbard, "Let the horses come." ”

So Bu Yangnan tried to attack him, and she tried for a total of an afternoon.

Until every inch of muscle ached, and the man just grinned and corrected.

Bu Yangnan almost collapsed to the ground.

"Boy, you're really fake, we just warmed up, and the real dance hasn't started yet," the man's disdainful eyes shot at Bu Yangnan, "You can't do it." ”

"Hahaha. Bu Yangnan smiled, she wiped her face with her sleeve, the master that her father had found for herself was right on her appetite.

She raised her sword, "Again." ”