In Jiangning City, by the Qinhuai River, a tall woman is learning martial arts with a young man. It is said that it is a competition, but it is better to say that a woman is sharpening the swordsmanship of a young man.

Although the young man has a good sword, he has no advanced swordsmanship, and after dozens of moves, he only picks and stabs three styles.

The woman suddenly put away the sword and said, "You kid is really lucky, and you can be recognized by this sword."

The young man shook his head: "Since the master gave it to me, I have cultivated it with my true qi for six years before I can control it."

There are not many people who know Chixiao Sword, but Fang Baihua happens to be one of them, and after listening to the young man's words, he said coldly: "People are also swords, and swords are also swords." If you don't have it, can you move it? With a soft snort, the sword at his waist flashed and stabbed at the boy by itself.

The young man comprehended, concentrated and calmed, and the long sword in his hand also came out of his hand and collided with the woman's sword.

only listened to the sound of "bang", after all, there was no rhyme, the young man's sword was knocked aside, and the woman's sword hung on the young man's eyebrows.

The woman chuckled, "But although the sword is powerful, you can't exert its power."

The young man was not convinced, and said excitedly: "Sister Baihua, it's better to compare your fists and feet."

The woman naturally understood the young man's thoughts, but she was not afraid at all, she withdrew the sword back to her waist and took the lead in punching the young man.

Seeing the ferocity of his fist, the young man dodged slightly sideways, and then returned the punch with his right hand to the woman, but suddenly saw the cold smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, the young man knew that something was wrong, and when he lowered his head, he saw the woman's slender thighs hit him with his knees, and hurriedly used his strength to move a step back, and the woman's knees brushed his nose.

The young man's heart palpitated, and cold sweat broke out, this woman is not only good at swordsmanship, but also fierce with her fists and feet.

But I heard the woman say softly: "Five-step plum blossom pile?"

The young man was stunned when he heard this, nodded, shook his head again, and said, "Yes and no."

The woman was puzzled and glanced at the young man meaningfully.

The young man explained: "My body method is called four dislikes, one is not like the Wudang five-step plum blossom pile, the second is not like the Emei elastic leg shrinkage method, the third is not like the Shaolin gecko swimming wall skill, and the fourth is not like the Western Regions Nine Turning Cloud Steps."

The woman was quite surprised and said, "Your master is Zhou Tong?"

The boy nodded.

"No wonder. But you're far worse than him. The woman said lightly.

The young man lowered his head, but he couldn't refute it, and said, "Sister Baihua, you said that you taught me swordsmanship, how can you say that you are getting up."

When the woman heard this, she stopped arguing with him, drew her sword, and with a wave of her hand, a clear shadow poured out. But it was bitter for the plane tree on the side, and it was swept away from the fallen leaves.

The young man also restrained his mind and watched the woman's demonstration seriously.

The woman only gave the divine will and did not pass on the moves, and danced on her own. In the blink of an eye, the shadow of the sword flickered, fast but not chaotic. From a distance, it looks like a dancing sword, but when you get closer, you know how powerful your body is.

But when she saw the woman stop suddenly, the sword qi around her body disappeared instantly. With a slight lift, the sword qi in the sky erupted again, and everything the sword pointed to was surging.

I was fascinated by the young man and felt a lot. Suddenly, the thought moved, Chixiao instantly in his hand, waved a few times, but it was also a sword qi flying, different from the past forced qi induction, at this time, the same way, the sword qi was driven by the sword intent, freehand, free to retract.

Under the constant waving, the young man also had the appearance of the woman's previous six or seven points, but unlike the woman's cyan sword qi, the young man was surrounded by red light, undulating and staggered, which was quite powerful.

Fang Baihua also nodded secretly when he looked at it, this kid does have understanding, otherwise Zhou Tong would not be able to look at it. People are also swords, and swords are also swords. If it weren't for the human sword communication, the sword qi and sword intent would be much less.

Suddenly, there were two or three applause from behind Xu Ziling, and a slightly green voice said: "Young heroes are good at martial arts, it is better to follow this son, and promise you a lifetime of glory and wealth."

When Xu Ziling heard this, he put his sword into the sheath, turned around and looked, but saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old handsome young man looking at him with a smile. The young man was dressed in a beautiful brocade robe, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and behind him there was a fifty-year-old man, dressed in a bird-patterned robe, who seemed to be an important member of the government, and there were several people behind him, all dressed as guards.

Knowing the sincerity in the young man's eyes, Xu Ziling still shook his head and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, there is something to do, and it is inconvenient to follow the son."

The young man saw Xu Ziling's face clearly, and his eyes were a little dazed, but he heard the old man behind him shouting, "Do you know who this son is?" He is the king of Guangping County, the current prince. Looking down on you as a martial artist is already a blessing that you have cultivated for a hundred lifetimes, how dare you refuse? ”

The young man just looked at Xu Ziling and said, "Don't worry, Lord Wang, I hit this young man at first sight, I just wanted to make friends with him, it was just a joke before."

Xu Ziling knew the identity of the young man, but he was not afraid, and when he saw that he intended to make friends, he said: "In Xu Ziling, he is just a reckless man, and it is naturally a great honor to be appreciated by the king of Guangping County."

The young man was still smiling: "The name of the King of Guangping is really ugly. When I first saw your face, I felt very kind, not as commensurate as my two brothers, my surname is Zhao Ming, the word Deji, you can call me Deji, I will call you Brother Xu, how? ”

After listening to the young man's words, the old man behind the young man opened his mouth and was about to speak, but when he saw the young man suddenly turn around, raise his eyebrows and raise his eyes, glared at him fiercely, and then closed his mouth. When the boy turned his head again, he was smiling again.

Xu Ziling was also extremely surprised, he was sure that he had never met this young king of Guangping County, let alone had anything to do with it, and he didn't dare to accept this courtesy casually.

Seeing that he was silent, the young man still smiled and said: "Brother Xu, don't care about my identity as the king of the county, just treat me as a little scholar in the rivers and lakes, I have nothing to ask for from you, I just want to be a brother in the rivers and lakes."

Although Xu Ziling was inexplicable, seeing the young man's sincere expression and friendly words, he no longer refused: "It's okay, I've been alone since I was a child, and it's not bad to know a younger brother."

"Humph!"

I only heard a cold snort, but it was Fang Baihua, who had been silent for a long time.

The young county king didn't care about her rudeness, and said with a smile: "If this big sister has any dissatisfaction, I can say that I will solve it for my sister one by one."

Fang Baihua just glanced at him, waved his sleeves, and turned to leave.

The young man was not annoyed, and turned his head to look at Xu Ziling: "Brother Xu, it's better to go back to the house with me, and let the younger brother entertain him well."

Xu Ziling relied on his own methods, and he was not afraid of deception, so he nodded and agreed.

The titular fief of the juvenile county king was in the Hebei region. However, this is only a form of royal conferral of knighthood, which only takes the tax of the land, and has no real power, and does not need to be stationed in its fiefdom. Moreover, the underage prince generally lived in the palace and did not move outside the palace until after the coming-of-age ceremony.

Therefore, the young county king did not have a mansion in Jiangning Mansion, but temporarily lived in the royal palace built by the local government.

After a long time, at the dinner table, Xu Ziling looked at the dazzling food in front of him, and his saliva was rising.

Zhao Gou looked at his eyes and said with a smile: "If Brother Xu wants to eat delicious food, you can come to this mansion whenever you want, and I will say hello to the back kitchen later, so that they can see you as if they were me."

Hearing this, Xu Ziling thanked him: "Deji's kindness is appreciated by my brother, but I can't eat much by myself, so I don't have to waste a lot of ingredients."

Zhao Gou shook his head with a smile and said no more.

While eating, Zhao Gou looked at the old man who was eating together, and introduced to Xu Ziling: "I haven't introduced Brother Xu yet, this is Lord Wang Junwang, the prefect of Jiangning Mansion, if the younger brother is not in Jiangning in the future, Brother Xu can just talk to him if he has something."

Xu Ziling, who was gobbling up, was quite surprised, thinking that the old man was just a small official, but he thought that it was the prefect of Jiangning, so he put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said to the old man: "From then on, Lord Lao Zhifu will take care of one or two."

Seeing that Xu Ziling was quite polite, the old man felt much less dissatisfied with him in his heart, and replied: "Since His Royal Highness has opened his mouth, the old minister will definitely take care of you."

Seeing the appearance of the two, Zhao Gou smiled, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and continued to eat.

……

After coming out of the other courtyard, Xu Ziling was a little confused, and inexplicably recognized Zhao Gou, who was a prince, as a brother, and had a meal with him in the mansion, and even got acquainted with Yin Wangjun of Jiangning Mansion.

During this period, he also chatted a lot with Zhao Gou and introduced his life experience, but did not mention the name of the master and some ulterior secrets. If Zhao Gou knew that he was plotting to rob his Lao Tzu's Hua Shi Gang, I don't know how he would feel.

Previously, under Zhao Gou's persistent questioning, Xu Ziling told him about some trivial things he had traveled in the rivers and lakes in the past month, although it was boring, but Zhao Gou listened carefully, and didn't seem to care about those stories, but just wanted to listen to Xu Ziling.

Shaking his head and clearing his thoughts, Xu Ziling walked towards his previous stronghold. On the way back, Xu Ziling suddenly remembered Fang Baihua's turn and left, but he couldn't figure it out, could it be that Fang Baihua misunderstood himself, thinking that he was the one who climbed the power and attached to the nobles, no matter what, he would know when he went back and asked.

In the garden of the annex, after Xu Ziling left, Zhao Gou sat on a small chair, looking at the starry sky that was getting brighter at night, his eyes were wandering, and he was a little distracted.

The old man on the side finally said the question in his heart: "Why did His Highness treat that young man so well?"

The young man withdrew his gaze and glanced at the old man coldly.

The old man immediately leaned to the ground and said nothing. The old man is the prefect of a prefecture, and he is only submissive.