The eighteenth year of Yongping, July. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The July sun is shining on the earth, and although it is not yet noon, the weather is already hot and people just want to cool off at home. Twenty miles outside Shengjing City, a young man in black armor and a girl in a blue power suit were galloping on horses under the scorching sun, their foreheads faintly oozing fine sweat, but they were just concentrating on hurrying. Everywhere the horse's hooves went, a puff of dust flew up.

When the outline of Shengjing's city wall was faintly visible to the naked eye, the two people invariably grabbed the reins of their horses and stopped galloping. Their destination is almost there.

Shengjing.

Since 700 years ago, the White Emperor Bai Zhige rebelled and established himself as king. After he waved his troops to Sheng Jing to overthrow the **** of the previous dynasty, he did not build a large number of buildings, but directly followed the palace of the previous dynasty. And this Shengjing City has been prosperous as a walled city outside the royal palace to this day. However, hundreds of years of prosperity have made the princes, grandchildren, nobles, dignitaries and nobles in this city forget the lessons of the fall of the previous dynasty. The bluestone slabs that were once stained with blood have now been washed clean.

Those blood and tears are covered by the world of drunkenness. And all this is as similar as before the fall of the previous dynasty. But most people don't notice it, and those who perceive it just shake their heads and smile bitterly, not because they don't say it, but because they have learned from the past. Sixteen years ago, just because General Mu, who was guarding Lingnan, made the superiors unhappy with his unintentional words, he was beheaded all over the house.

And the martial arts hall set up by the White Emperor at the beginning of the founding of the country has also cultivated the best generals of the dynasty from the very beginning, and has become an invisible shackle for the superior to contain and guard the generals in various places. Although it is tacit, there is nothing to be done.

"Is this Sheng Jing?" Xie Zhao looked around curiously with her amber eyes.

On the ground is a road paved with bluestone slabs. Even luxurious carriages can travel side by side at the same time. Flanked by rows of shops, there seems to be nothing you can't buy in Shengjing.

"Xiao Zhao, let's go, I'll have time to come out and shop in the future." Murong Yao's voice was faint, and there was a dead silence in his eyes. He didn't seem to be in the slightest interested in everything that was going on around him.

Listening to Murong Yao's words, Xie Zhao put away her curious look, but she still unconsciously glanced at the crowd and shops around her. Murong Yao, who was beside her, looked at Xie Zhao's small movements but didn't say anything, just was silent.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of the two men. I saw a gray boy running towards him, and behind him was a girl in a goose yellow gauze skirt who was chasing him while shouting to catch the thief.

In the blink of an eye, the dusty young man had already run in front of Xie Zhao, Xie Zhao shook off a round stone from his cuff into his hand, and gently threw it at the young man's ankle. The boy stumbled and fell to the ground. The money bag also fell from his hand, rolled on the ground a few times, and finally stopped in front of Xie Zhao. After squatting down and picking up the money bag, Xie Zhao walked a few steps to the dusty young man.

Ah San is a pickpocket. A pickpocket who had to live on the streets as a beggar because the squire had occupied his family's land and his family was ruined. The moment he felt a numbness on his ankle and fall to the ground, he was so desperate that it was too late to get up and run again. It was then that he saw the girl who had picked up the money bag he had stolen and walked up to him.

"Hey, boy, I see you're not the kind of person who can steal chickens and touch dogs, why do you want to be a pickpocket?" The girl in front of him who said this had amber eyes.

"I ......," Ah San wanted to say something, but the girl in the yellow shirt who chased after him who had stolen the money bag chased after him.

"Is this yours?" Xie Zhao stood up and showed the money bag in his hand to the girl in the yellow shirt.

"I didn't ...... That's right......" The girl in the yellow shirt panted as she ran, she put one hand on her waist and stretched out the other hand to Xie Zhao. "Thank you." After getting the money bag back, the girl in the yellow shirt hurriedly opened the money bag and confirmed that something in the money bag was still there, and she showed a reassuring smile.

"Can this guy give it to me?" Xie Zhao looked at the girl in the yellow shirt and pointed to Ah San on the ground.

"Yes, I didn't lose anything anyway."

"Aren't you leaving, boy?" Ah San didn't believe that he was let go like this, and if he was caught in the past, he would be beaten. He watched as the girl in a blue suit tried to make a note of it, and then hurriedly got up and ran into the alley.

Looking at Xie Zhao in front of her and letting go of the young man who stole her money bag, the girl in the yellow shirt looked at Xie Zhao and spoke, her voice was crisp and pleasant. "My name is Yufei, what's your name?"

"Xie Zhao."

"I remember you." Yu Fei inexplicably left this sentence and turned to leave. She seemed sure that the two of them would meet again.

"Remember what Grandpa said before he left?" Murong Yao's voice came from behind him, faint, but Xie Zhao could hear that he was faintly suppressing his anger.

"Don't cause trouble. But this isn't a trouble......" Xie Zhao showed a somewhat flattering smile on his face, turned around and walked in front of Murong Yao and pulled Murong Yao's sleeve. "Brother Murong." The girl's voice is faintly sweet and greasy because of coquettishness.

"There is no next time." The anger in her voice disappeared because of the girl's flattery.

"Hey."

Xie Zhao never expected that soon she would see the yellow-shirted girl named Yufei again.

Three days later, the martial arts hall was spoken.

Changed into the student uniform of the martial arts hall, Xie Zhao followed the master into the school. Under the podium sat a dozen teenagers and girls about her age. They were all looking at her with a curious gaze.

"Xie Zhao, you just sit in that position." The master didn't plan to introduce Xie Zhao to everyone, he just pointed to the empty position leaning against the window and motioned for Xie Zhao to sit down.

"Yes, Master." Restrained the fierce aura in his eyes, Xie Zhao walked slowly to the designated position like an ordinary girl, lifted the corner of his clothes and sat down.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." After Xie Zhao sat down, he heard an incomprehensible voice next to him, recalling where he seemed to have heard it, Xie Zhao turned his head to look at the side, and saw that next to him was a girl she had seen who claimed to be Yufei.

Gently nodded to Yufei to say hello. Xie Zhao turned his head and began to listen carefully to the master's lecture. Yu Fei didn't seem to give up, she continued to speak softly. "This old old master's class is not interesting at all, let's chat."

Xie Zhao just followed what the master said, turning a page of the book in his hand.

"I know you can hear me, don't stop talking."

"Princess Fei, may I ask what this old man just said?" The master on the stage, who was shaking his head, suddenly asked in a loud voice.

"This ......" Yu Fei stood up, hesitated, and showed an embarrassed look on his face. His eyes wandered, as if he was thinking about what the master was saying just now. Xie Zhao, who was beside her, flipped open a page, and his fingers swiped lightly over it.

"Pu Jia...... I've just talked about it again. Yu Fei stumbled to answer after catching a glimpse of Xie Zhao's prompt.

"Sit down." The master glared at Xie Zhao and Yufei, and continued to shake his head, talking about the Book of Poetry with a hypnotic voice.

After Yu Fei sat down, seeing that the master on the stage was completely immersed in her own world, she turned her head to look at Xie Zhao again, revealing a light smile. "Thank you."

Xie Zhao just glanced at her and continued to look at the book in his hand, Yu Fei squinted his eyes and looked carefully, but found that the book in Xie Zhao's hand was not a Book of Poetry but Liutao.

What, it turns out that it is also a righteous and bright desertion. Because Xie Zhao beside her didn't pay attention to her, Yu Fei was bored with his chin and quickly fell asleep, of course, she was not the only one in this school, but most of the students couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep one after another.

A noisy gong brought Xie Zhao out of Liutao's world. She retracted her mind and sorted out the books in front of her and put them in her backpack. only to find that the people around him were all half-asleep and half-awake struggling. And the old master on the podium is still immersed in his own world.

This is the lecture martial arts, so decadent. Such a thought crossed my mind.

Yufei, who was woken up by the sound of gongs, yawned and then turned to look at Xie Zhao, her voice a little hoarse from sleepiness. "The next class is a riding and archery class, you just came here and you shouldn't know where the class is, let's go together."

"Thank you." Xie Zhao smiled at Yu Fei, and the girl who ignored her and focused on reading during class was like two people.

"Let me introduce myself again, my name is Bai Ruoshui, and my title is Fei, but you can call me Yufei."

"Xie Zhao, from the Mobei Xie family."

After that, the two girls looked at each other and smiled, but it was only a moment when something like friendship arose.

Bai Ruoshui is one of the countless daughters of His Majesty in the current dynasty, in the eyes of the world, she is neither smart nor particularly outstanding, and she was only named because her mother Concubine Yan once blocked a knife for His Majesty, it was a rainy day, the emperor just coldly glanced at the concubine who had lost her breath in front of him, and then coldly left a sentence The daughter of Concubine Yan The twelve princesses were titled Fei, named Ruoshui. In this way, Yufei became a princess with a title but not loved by the emperor. But about this, Yu Fei is actually happy. She didn't like the restrictive life of the palace at all, and she didn't like the cold and ruthless emperor at all.

She wants to be free and easy. So she made a rare request to the emperor and wanted to practice martial arts. All he got was a sentence from the emperor that there was no need to come over for such a thing, and then waved her impatiently to let her go. In this way, Yu Fei is obviously a princess, but she is mixed in with a group of military generals' children. The emperor, who sat on the throne and could never guess what he was thinking, smiled at this, and then grabbed the newly incorporated concubine next to him and played with him.