100. West Lake Little Yellow Chicken Four

The Wang family has been unlucky recently, first because of mistakes in government affairs, the emperor was degraded, and then he was shaken out of corruption, conniving at the people in the house to rob the people's daughters, forcibly expropriating land, etc., and then Wang Wu plotted to kill the princess and the little prince, and a series of things hit the Wang family without a respite.

They originally wanted to find people in the court to help them talk, accommodating, but unfortunately no one wanted to touch this brow, clear-eyed people knew that the emperor wanted to deal with the Wang family, if the Wang family was reined in, maybe the emperor would let go of a yard, but the Wang family still wanted to do flattering things, in this case, the emperor gave them a chance, but the result.

The bribe of the Wang family was shaken off by the official who took the bribe, and the official position was another grade, and the person who instructed this matter was the emperor.

This time, the Wang family lost his wife and broke his army, and he was really in a slump.

These silent voices don't care very much, although some innocent people are implicated, but he has never understood this aspect very well, he believes in his royal brother, believes that his approach is correct, and does not seek his own politics if he is not in his position.

After the matter was resolved, Wuyin stayed in the palace to cultivate his Xiao Wushuang and Xiao Zhengyang, although he is a prince but his position is just an idle position, there are not many things to deal with, after all, he is also a person who has managed Tangmen, Wanmei Villa, and Qixiufang.

In the backyard of the palace, the flowers are blooming brilliantly, Xiao Zhengyang is being held by the maidservant, Wuyin is leading Xiao Wushuang to walk, Xiao Wushuang walks with a limp, but with a smile on his face, like the brilliant flowers, a little brighter than the sunshine.

Xiao Wushuang is very interested in walking, don't be silent when walking, Wuyin follows Xiao Wushuang very much, so he let go of his hand, but in order to ensure safety, the distance from him is very close, so that he can be pulled the moment Xiao Wushuang falls.

But Xiao Wushuang was a little doll after all, and he didn't want to walk after walking for a while, and he was hungry, so the maidservant took him down to eat.

Wuyin shook his body, he felt that he had been a little lazy recently, and he hadn't practiced swordsmanship for a long time, so it would be better to take this opportunity to practice for a while.

It's better to act than to move, Wuyin is an action-oriented, and immediately went to the room and took out his light sword Chiba Changsheng good heavy sword Tai'a, the ninety-level big orange martial arts of the Tibetan sword is his favorite, it is really good-looking, and the golden school uniform of the Tibetan sword makes the ginkgo biloba on it even more shiny.

In the final analysis, the four seasons swordsmanship of the Tibetan sword is still evolved from the most basic sword moves, before his foundation was very good, the Tibetan sword swordsmanship when he was still the five poisons to watch his son Xiaoci practice the sword will be a little, after the swordsmanship of Chunyang and Qixiu, he started very fast.

Xiao Zhengyang was quietly staying in the arms of the servant, but when he heard the sound of the sword waving, his eyes suddenly opened, and now he can see the scene outside, a few days ago he finally saw his father's appearance, and when he saw it, he was startled, this appearance is the same as when he was young, but the birthmark between the foreheads is missing, every time he sees his father's appearance, he feels very unaccustomed, he always feels that he is looking at himself, but his father will always make movements that he will not make, expressions, He couldn't imagine what it would have been like if he had made this expression before.

The same name, similar appearance, but the temperament is completely different, the father's temperament is somewhat similar to the third brother, but it is different.

He watched intently as Wuyin practiced his swordsmanship, and suddenly he saw the light sword in Wuyin's hand, wasn't this sword the Chiba Immortal he cast for his little sister! Why did the father have it?

After looking at it for a while, Zhengyang could be sure that his father was using the Four Seasons Sword Technique of the Hidden Sword, this world is obviously not the world of the Tang Dynasty, why is this so, he has many questions in his heart, but unfortunately he can't speak, otherwise he really wants to ask.

I can't ask him, it's better to watch quietly, my father's swordsmanship is very good, but he hasn't used the essence of Tibetan swordsmanship, and it seems that there are some shadows of pure yang and Qixiu swordsmanship.

After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but open his mouth, his doll's body was easily tired, and he must be going to sleep again at this moment.

Silent wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, put away his sword, then took a few bites of peach blossom crisp, and drank another cup of tea.

Walked over to look at Zhengyang, who was already asleep, and the maid was stopped just when she wanted to speak, and said softly, "You go down and rest." โ€

The maidservant carefully hugged Zhengyang to Wuyin, and Wuyin hugged Zhengyang back to the room and put it in the cradle.

At night, Wuyin and Zhengyang fell asleep together, and the night was very quiet, but unfortunately the footsteps broke the quiet feeling.

Silent woke up, he had already developed this habit, he quietly took out the rainstorm pear flower needle from under the pillow, this hidden weapon is not big, but the power is amazing, and the self-defense is very good, so he did a lot of it before and put it in the package, thinking of using pearls before, he felt that it was a waste.

The footsteps were getting closer, and he seemed to hear the sound of the dagger unsheathed, and he was ready to do it the moment the man stabbed him.

But the man didn't make a move, and in a moment, the short sword flew straight towards Zhengyang in the bed.

Silent suddenly jumped up and caught the short sword, and shot out the rainstorm pear flower needle with his backhand, and the man fell to the ground with a wail.

The man looked at the tiny silver needles covered in his body, and the silver needles shone with a deep light, and the man immediately knew that the needles were coated with โ–กโ–ก.

Xiao Zhengyang was picked up and coaxed by Silent Silence, just now Xiao Zhengyang also woke up and saw the short sword flying towards him, but he couldn't dodge it Fortunately, his father caught it, he couldn't help but estimate his father's strength, in fact, he didn't cry, but his father still coaxed him when he woke up.

Holding Xiao Zhengyang's silent lighting of the candle, the room was illuminated by the candlelight, Xiao Zhengyang could see the person's situation clearly, he glanced at it and found that the person was full of silver needles, this needle he knew, it was the rainstorm pear flower needle of the Tang Gate, his fifth brother and sister Tang Xiaowan was a member of the Tang Sect, and there were also Tibetan Sword disciples who were injured by the hidden weapons of the Tang Sect when the Tang Sect and the Tibetan Sword were at odds before.

There are more and more questions in his heart, who is his father, even the rainstorm pear flower needle of the Tang Sect, how can a prince know so many things.

Wuyin snorted coldly: "The Wang family sent you." โ€

The man pulled out the silver needle on his body: "Yes, they hired me to kill your child, but even they didn't expect a prince's martial arts to be so strong." โ€

"Yes, my martial arts are very good, better than many people on the rivers and lakes."

"If you are like the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that you will be more famous than you are now." The man's gaze was filled with admiration.

"It's a pity that I'm not from the rivers and lakes." After speaking, Wuyin threw the antidote to him, "The antidote, once a day, ten days can remove the toxins in your body." โ€

"You don't kill me." He looked surprised.

Wuyin said: "I still know the rules of the killer, I didn't save you in vain, you go back and sue the person who hired you, if you have the kung fu, you should reflect on why you ended up like this, and you go to tell the killer who can take on this kind of task if anyone dares to take it." โ€

The following words were not said silently, and the man also knew: "Okay." โ€

The man took the medicine and left, Wuyin doesn't have to worry about him not doing it, the killer is the most honest, think about his Tang Meng.

Xiao Zhengyang still didn't sleep, and looked at Xiao Zhengyang silently: "I won't be scared just now." โ€

Jeongyang wasn't scared, he was just thinking about him, his father was too mysterious.

"Zhengyang is not afraid, your father and I are called Ye Ying, and the name of my male god master is also Ye Yingna, do you know why I want to call you Zhengyang, because the title of the male god is called Zhengyang! When you grow up, your father will definitely teach you the swordsmanship of our Great Tibetan Sword, and I hope you can grow up to be like a male god. Talking and talking with silent infinite thoughts and excitement, Ye Ying is definitely the person he admires the most in his life, but it is a pity that he can no longer go to Tianze Tower to meditate in front of Zhuang Hua.

Zhengyang was completely stunned, he could be sure that his father was a disciple of the Tibetan Sword, but he had accepted such an apprentice Looking at the tone of his father's speech, he could clearly feel his father's worship and respect for him. That's really looking up to him.

Wuyin looked at Xiao Zhengyang who seemed to be very interested, so he continued: "Since Xiao Zhengyang is so interested, then it's okay for Daddy to tell you the story of the male god." โ€

"Tibetan Sword Villa in West Lake"

Xiao Zhengyang listened carefully, what his father said was exactly right, he was silent since he was a child, when he first learned the four seasons of the Ye family's swordsmanship, he was extremely stubborn, after his father Ye Mengqiu passed on a set of sword styles, Ye Ying often used all the tricks, even if he used it, it was completely unruly, his father often scolded him, and it was common for him to fast and kneel under anger.

"Okay, that's all for today, Xiao Zhengyang, it's time to sleep, you can grow taller after you have a full sleep."

Wuyin quickly helped Xiao Zhengyang fold the quilt, and he also lay down and closed his eyes.

Xiao Zhengyang thought about the story of his childhood that his father told him just now, where did his father know these things, father, you are really a mystery. He can be sure that the disciples under the Zhengyang Sect are not in line with his father, who is the father?

After tonight, Wuyin found that Xiao Zhengyang liked to listen to stories very much, and every time he told a story, he listened to it with relish, he thought that it was probably because the child liked to hear his father's voice, so in his spare time, he would tell a lot of the stories he knew about Jian Sanli, and also tell some interesting stories that he had experienced before.

Every time he listened to the story, Xiao Zhengyang couldn't help but be surprised, some of these secret histories can't even be known to people in their own sect, where did his father hear about it, cough, and his father's evaluation of these things, thinking that he just talked about Ye Fan, his fifth brother, his father said that you must not learn from Ye Fan in the future, and they ran away from home, and the daily exodus of Zangjian Villa hope not to be inherited from him, and also said that when it comes to the Tang Sect, he said that he must not learn from Tang Aotian, he only knows how to play conspiracy and tricks and does not know how to strengthen his strength

Zhengyang is very helpless, father, he really won't be like this.

After listening to a lot of things, he also knew some things that he didn't know before, such as the sad Zoroastrianism, such as the things in the Nine Heavens, and it turned out that many things happened because of the internal contradictions between the Nine Heavens.

Every time my father talks about him, it will be different, he will be very indignant when he is caught in the Candle Dragon Palace, and he will be very proud when he talks about the two ** kings of the Ming Sect when he fights the third famous sword conference

Unconsciously, Zhengyang and Wuyin became closer and closer.