At the beginning of the snowfall, the sky is clear, the blue sky is blue, the white clouds are blooming, and the climate is clear and warm after the snow stops, which seems to have the meaning of rejuvenation.

In the western suburbs of Beijing, there are many stalls selling goods, the voices of people are boiling, there are a lot of pedestrians coming and going, most of the stall owners are wearing the traditional costumes of the Hu nationality, and most of the items sold are also full of foreign customs.

Melodious, or exciting, or peculiar silk and bamboo sounds are mixed together, the instruments used by the performers are also strange, in several vacant venues, there are also people competing with the traditional skills of the Hu people, and the onlookers erupt into cheers from time to time.

Today is the annual Hu Festival, on this day, the people of Fanbang who come to do business in the country will gather here, and all kinds of strange goods and interesting games of Fanbang will also attract many people of the country.

Emperor Taizu Gao's establishment of Hu Jie also proved from the side that the royal blood was impure.

Originally, Emperor Qianyuan was going to cancel the Hu Festival after he ascended the throne, but the famous minister Lord Liu admonished him that the Son of Heaven was broad-minded and could accommodate the people of the world, and the people under the cover of the sky were all subjects of the Son of Heaven.

After Emperor Qianyuan heard this, he acquiesced to the Hu Festival with a smile, even when Emperor Qianyuan declared war with Fanbang, the Hu Festival did not stop being held, but the scale at that time was definitely not as grand as it is now.

In front of the stall selling masks, there stood a young man with clear eyebrows and a round face, who was covered with a sable fur of full color and roots, and a pair of clear eyes looked at the hanging mask with great interest...... Behind him stood two dark-skinned, tall companions, guarding the handsome young man on the left and on the right.

It's as if when others look at the boy more, they all have to go up and beat people.

"Like it?" One of the young men behind him asked.

The young man picked out the ugliest and most scary mask, put it on his face, and turned around to scare the people behind him, "Sixth cousin, are you scared?" ”

The young man of the iron tower, who was known as the sixth cousin, took out a piece of silver in his arms, threw it to the stall owner, and said angrily: "Let's see how many masks I can buy, count the one in his hand, and pack them together." ”

The stall owner immediately laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and diligently put together five or six of the ugliest and hardest to sell masks, "Count your noodles cheaper." ”

"Old Seven, take it!"

"Oh."

Another young man with the same tall figure barely stretched out his right hand, and obediently lifted a stack of masks, "I said little sister......"

After being glanced at by his brother, he immediately changed his words, "Little brother, let's not buy it again, okay?" It's not that I'm reluctant to spend money on you, but I really can't bear it, shopping with you is more tiring than being drilled by my grandfather, where do you have so much energy. ”

The young man took off his mask and stuck out his tongue at the young man who was carrying the bag, "Seventh cousin, doesn't you know that I have inherited the strange power of the Jiang family?" ”

"Seventh, why are you talking so much nonsense, have you forgotten what your grandfather and father taught us?"

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten, isn't it that my sister is weak and can't be bullied."

He whispered that not letting others bully him didn't mean they were being bullied.

The bloodline of the Jiang family can be described as wonderful, and the aunt and daughter of her father's generation naturally spoil the only sister.

In their generation, aunts and uncles are all very well-born women.

But Jiang Dayong had twelve more grandchildren, so he didn't see the shadow of his granddaughter, but he was a married daughter, and he finally got a daughter.

Their group of powerful cousins in front of the only little cousin, the status can be imagined, since childhood, they have been taught by their grandparents that the little cousin is a flower, must be protected, and cannot be easily plucked.

"Hey, what's up ahead? It seems to be very lively, so let's go check it out. ”

The young man was as light as a swallow, and he quickly got into the crowd and ran towards the place where the Hu clan was competing, and the two cousins naturally followed behind with useless things, "Little brother, slow down, slow down." ”

They shouldn't have taken the initiative to ask Ying to take their little cousin out for a walk today, who would have thought that the little cousin was so energetic.

The young man is Wang Zhiyao, who returned to Jiang's house with the Jiang family early this morning.

After 18 years of dreaming, he suddenly woke up, and although Jiang was accompanied by Wang Zhiyao, he didn't sleep all night and cried several times.

No matter how thick Jiang's face was, the fat powder couldn't stop the reddened eye circles, and as soon as he entered the door, Jiang's mother Tian saw that something was wrong with her baby daughter.

Although Jiang Dayong is known as having brute strength, it is said that his wife Tian is born with divine power, and she can slap Jiang Dayong down, of course, this is just unconfirmed gossip, and no one dares to ask Jiang Dayong for confirmation from Xiningbo.

Jiang was not good at crying in front of his daughter, but in front of his mother and eldest sister-in-law, Jiang's grievances were all cried, and the old lady Tian and eldest sister-in-law Sun were so angry that they almost copied the guy to find the Wang family desperately.

Wang Zhiyao tried her best to persuade her aunt and grandmother, and now it's not time for her mother's family to come forward and throw away the trump card.

Tian got married at the age of fifteen, gave birth to the eldest son at the age of sixteen, the second son at the age of eighteen, and the third son at the twenties.

When she gave birth to a daughter, she suffered a catastrophe in childbirth, and then because of the bandits in the northwest, she got on the horse to help Jiang Dayong before she was confined, and as a result, the wandering bandits were beaten to the ground, and she also recuperated for more than a year.

At that time, the current Mrs. Sun of Xining Boshi had already entered the door, and Tian was physically inconvenient, so she took over raising her sister-in-law.

She treats Jiang as if she were her own daughter, and it hurts more than her own son.

The Jiang family's background has always been despised by hereditary nobles and civil officials, and Jiang Dayong is too lazy to take care of the group of 'waste' in his mouth.

The wives of the three sons are all daughters or orphans of low-ranking military generals, so although the Jiang family is rude, they are very united, and they truly uphold the tradition of fighting as brothers and fathers and sons.

Wang Zhiyao is the daughter of the Jiang family, and there are some things that the Jiang family is not good to say to her, so she heard that there is a Hu Festival in the western suburbs of the capital today, so she shouted that she dressed up as a man to see the excitement.

Sun called Liulang, and Qilang escorted her, leaving Jiang to speak beside Tian, taking this opportunity to enlighten Jiang who had been fooled by Wang Yixin for more than ten years.

Rokuro is the son of the Sun family, and Shichiro is the second son of Nibo, and they have an excellent relationship between their cousins.

According to their words, it's not good to be good, it's all poor worms who were trained by their grandfathers.

Jiang Jiaerlang, at the age of sixteen, went to the army under a pseudonym to experience and only returned to the capital to marry at the age of twenty.

Liulang and Qilang returned from training, filled the official vacancy, and were preparing to get married, in Sun's opinion, they were mature and stable, and their martial arts were strong enough to protect Wang Zhiyao.

These two also wanted to go to Hu Jie to see the excitement, and after getting Sun's order, they patted their chests without saying a word and promised to take care of their little cousin, but ...... Now the two of them carrying things smiled bitterly, the little cousin was too good at tossing, but they were a little confused.

In the arena of pitching pots, a young man with a mask hit the target again, in exchange for the cheers of the people of Fanbang and the people of the country, and the fan who presided over the game praised: "Sure enough, it's a warrior, a good means!" ”

The young man's clothes like a pine and cypress were low-key and luxurious, although the mask covered his face, but he could vaguely see the arrogance and nobility in his bones, and in the face of many cheers, he didn't care about his hands behind his back, as if all this in front of him was just a piece of cake, a trivial matter.

"I'm coming!"

Wang Zhiyao squeezed out of the crowd, because of the influence of Wang Yixin, she looked down on people who pretended to be forced the most.

The environment of Guanwenhou's Mansion made her feel a sigh of anger in her heart, people came and went, and Hu Jie, who didn't ask about his identity, was a very good place to vent.

Even if someone finds out that she is dressed as a man, no one will investigate too much during the Hu Festival, after all, Empress Taizu Gao has done this, and of course, Empress Taizu Gao has also been criticized by many traditional literati.

When she woke up, she was faced with enough of the environment, and she was not allowed to have some fun on her own?

Wang Zhiyao didn't look at the masked man who had just won, took the Hu arrow, understood the rules, hooked the corners of her mouth, and snapped her fingers at the sky: "You are doomed!" The winner is me! ”

The surrounding audience applauded in unison, the man in the mask was arrogant, the new boy was more arrogant than him, and the little boy did not hide his head to cover his face, and his handsome and round face was a little fresh, like a naughty boy next door, which made people feel good.

Rokuro watched his little cousin's movements, and out of the corner of his eye, he was looking at the masked man, "There are guards around him, like a hard stubble." ”

"Sixth brother, are we still afraid that he won't succeed?"

"Be careful, we are not afraid of fighting, if we knock my little cousin, I will not only be nagged by my mother and grandmother when I go back, but also by my grandfather...... I just don't want to eat anymore. ”

"Don't worry, sixth brother, I will protect my little cousin, and any disciple who wants to pick flowers should not want to get close to his little cousin!"

Jiang Liulang was speechless at Qilang, who swore to fight the disciple to the death, Seventh Brother, have you really figured out the situation?