"Childe, it's time to get up. Today is the second son's birthday," a servant girl knocked lightly outside the door and said

"Well, tell Lao Li Tou to take the rhubarb to the courtyard and wait for me" The young man squinted, groping for clothes and putting on the maid who should have done this

But Chang'an is actually from the earth, and I always feel awkward. What's more, it's 17 years old when the blood is strong, and I accidentally couldn't help but do the maidservant, early in the morning

It's not the same thing.

The maidservant Xiao Qi asked while carefully combing the child's hair, "Childe, what did you give the second son for his birthday?"

"Want to know, then you come over and kiss me, and I'll tell you" Xiao Qi swallowed his words, blushed, lowered his head, and took a sip to look at the side face of Chang'an Gongzi

It's not impossible to think to myself. Chang An stood up and walked towards the courtyard, and the moment he went out, he pinched Xiao Qi's buttocks

Xiao Qi panicked to the point of "Childe !!!" Chang'an ran to the end of the corridor with a smoke, and there was a faint sentence: "Xiao Qi, you are fat again"

Jiulizhou, Chang'an City.

In early summer, the sun shines through the vines on Lao Litou's face. Lao Li Tou rested there and slowly shook on the recliner, which was indescribably comfortable

"Yo, Lord Li is so Yaxing, prepare a pot of wine for Lord Li again?"

Lao Li Tou muttered, was shocked, and fell off the recliner. The black folds on his face were eager to squeeze out a flower and look at the red-clothed young man in front of him

"Childe, I'm not waiting for you here. Don't torture the old slave."

"Well, I have a letter to my second brother. Let the rhubarb deliver"

"Send a letter, isn't the son going to give the second son a life? This is not good, if the king knows....."

"I'm going, can my brother have a good birthday this time? The princes and ministers are congratulating on the surface, but secretly they can't all come to talk to me, how do you let my brother spend this birthday?"

Lao Li looked at the oily cuffs, and patted his head, which had few hairs, as if he suddenly wanted to understand what "worthy of being a son"

"Don't pat yourself on the back, prepare for the horse" Lao Li Tou frowned and said, "Childe, where are we going?"

Chang'an raised his eyebrows, leaned in front of Lao Li Tou and said, "Border Pass"

The Jiuli border pass can be chaotic, and there are wars with Shennong all year round, and there are almost no residents in the surrounding cities. The people there have basically developed into bandits, robbing the troops transporting grain and grass all the year round, regardless of whether you are Jiuli or Shennong. Lao Li lowered his head and muttered, holding the reins to help the son onto the horse, this white high-headed horse, every part of the body is so well matched, every muscle shows strength, Chang'an clamped the horse's belly, a whip was thrown away, and the white horse spread its hooves and galloped all the way out of the city

"Childe wait for me, wait for me............"

Outside the city gate, Chang'an, who was passing through the city with fresh clothes and angry horses, looked back at this city with the same name as himself, and thought: The offensive of the Shennong Dynasty is becoming more and more ferocious, although Jiuli claims to be 600,000 iron horsemen, in fact, there are only 480,000, Jiuli's territory is relatively small, and there are very few young men in China after many years of war, and it is time for him to make some contributions. A wheezing sound interrupted Chang'an's thoughts, "Gong, Gong, Gongzi, you are tired of me" Lao Li took a few deep breaths and swayed to the side of the white horse, not forgetting to pull his few hairs

"Are you really one of the top ten masters of Jiuli?"

"Replace it as if it were fake"

"Childe, you can't even run this horse, what do you rely on to fight?"

"Hehe, it's not a secret...... By looks"

Chang'an looked at this narcissistic old man, a burst of nausea, and a trace of warmth in his heart, took off the wine naan from the horse, pulled half of it in one gulp, and threw the rest to Lao Li Tou, turned around a few times and found a comfortable position to lie on the horse's back and murmured, "Five-flowered horse, Qianjin Qiu, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you" Lao Li Tou led the horse with one hand, poured wine into his mouth with the other, and smiled...... Eternal sorrow. Childe is good at writing: "A master, a servant and a horse slowly walked westward

Chang'an City, above the temple, nine marble pillars with nine pure gold five-clawed dragons, a red carpet divides the temple, one side is martial and the other is Wen, and the middle is Chang'an's father Jiuli's Wang Li Wushuang. Today is the 16th birthday of the second son Li Peixian, and it is also his coming-of-age ceremony in this world. According to the rules of the Jiuli royal family, the coming-of-age ceremony requires a teacher to guide future learning, either literary or martial.

"Gonggong He, according to what you think the string will choose to be his teacher" Li Wushuang asked with his index finger in a circle at the mouth of the cup, and He Kunian thought for a while and picked a more satisfactory answer: "The king's courtiers are all outstanding people, and they all belong to the top group of people in Jiuli, according to the foolish opinion of the old slave." Wu's words, General Zuo Wu can be described as the top of the top, and the words of the text are none other than Wang Siyi" Li Wushuang ignored He Kunian and muttered: "Xiao An, run so fast, don't die outside, stinky boy"

Li Peixian was a little melancholy, although he was crowned with the title of Jiuli's first day genius, but he still couldn't figure out who to choose, the most stable backer his brother was no longer by his side, and under the temple were uncles and uncles who followed his father to fight the world and watched him grow up, which would make the uncles and uncles below secretly send him Qiubo, making him cry out for headaches. This may be one of the few problems that this young genius has encountered.

After three rounds of drinking, the main event should be played, the servant girl slave lifted the totem, this totem is the five-clawed dragon handed down from generation to generation in Jiuli, the ministers have stopped the wine glass in their hands and stood up and lowered their heads, Li Peixian repeatedly sorted out his clothes, took steps, solemnly walked to the totem step by step, the rhythm of the steps seemed to be rehearsed, eighteen steps just walked to the sacrificial table, the five-clawed dragon in front of him gave Li Peixian an invisible majesty, his chest was uncomfortable and breathless, Li Peixian grabbed the knife on the table, made a cut in the palm of his hand, clenched his fist and blood dripped on the totem, the dragon on the totem seemed to be more vivid。 He Kunian saw the opportunity to clear his throat and asked, "Li Peixian, the second son of the Jiuli royal family, which teacher did you choose!"

"I'm picking ......" The minister with his head bowed, his heart was beating drums, his face was flushed, and he almost shouted loudly: Choose me, choose me! The reason why so many people want to be this teacher is not because of the monthly salary doubled every month, but because the teachers of the Jiuli royal family can have, only listen to the 3,000 elites of the Chang'an Protectorate of the king and the teacher, and the children of the family can choose the Jiuli sect at will, and it is not impossible for you to enter the royal family to study and study. Power and beauty are always the goals that men are chasing. Li Peixian paused, and continued, "What I picked is, Li Chang'an, the eldest prince of the Jiuli royal family!!" As soon as he said it, the "buzz" around him exploded, and the ministers began to chatter

"Inappropriate, inappropriate"

"This eldest son chooses to be his own teacher, and these second sons choose the eldest son. That's 6,000 troops."

Li Wushuang was stunned for a while, and then laughed: "Stinky boy, worthy of being my son, Wang Siyi, Wang Siyi, you old fox, how did you guess this" A slightly slender figure stood up in the corner, and the white-faced Xiaguan was very angry. Wang Siyi arched his hand and said: "The second son is talented and intelligent, whether it is me or General Zuo Wu's housekeeping skills, he has already learned it, the second son's heart, only the eldest son can make him completely admire" Zuo Wu, who is known as the "Killing Star" on the other side, blushed and smiled, which can be regarded as an agreement with what Wang Siyi said

Chang'an, who was walking west in the distance, sneezed and looked at Chang'an City