When Zhao Fu came to this world, the world was noisy, but the sky was calm, and the noise and heat on the ground did not affect this calm and dead sky in the slightest.

But before Zhao Fu could look up to the sky and smile, he fainted again.

"Someone! Fight the fire! ”

"Sir! Don't scare the old slave, sir! ”

"I've found the young master! The young master is still alive! The young master is here! ”

As soon as Zhao Fu came to this world, it caused an inexplicable fire, and Zhao Yicheng, the guard of the northwest town, died in the fire, and only Zhao Fu survived among the thirty-two members of the Zhao family. The newly enthroned little emperor hurriedly issued an edict to seal Zhao Fuzhen, who was younger than him, to appease the Zhao clan, but secretly sent a large number of people to take over Zhao Yicheng's power in the northwest.

Zhao Fu, who had just experienced a fire, was only six years old. But he wasn't very satisfied, he came alone, no, he should have been a person whose family was ruined, and this setting was also very good, he said in his heart.

The mysterious man was right, this is indeed a civilization that is much more wild than before, but it is indeed a prosperous era: the founding emperor Lin Fengyi started with 3,000 armor soldiers, swallowed the southern Wu and merged the northern wilderness four times, and created the most glorious Lanhe Empire in history. What's even more valuable is that Lin Fengyi is not only a generation of famous generals, but also a Ming monarch, who has governed the world for more than 20 years, the people's livelihood is stable, the country is healthy, there are no fierce enemies outside, and there are no mobs who are not subservient.

It's just that the current country does have signs of declining, the Lin family's throne has only been passed down for three generations, and this generation of small emperors seems to be gradually losing control of this huge empire, the Hu people in Beiting are ready to move, and the lord of Nanwu is not willing to be a vassal.

Of course, it doesn't matter what about this newly enthroned little emperor, Zhao Fu doesn't care, in this world, it's better to be as chaotic as possible, and the accumulation of two generations is enough to support this country until I grow up, right?

Zhao Fu was not sad because of the loss of his parents, the people in the Zhao Mansion only regarded it as a child who didn't know that his parents were dead and couldn't come back, so the entire Zhao Mansion was still running in an orderly manner under the management of Cao Lao's housekeeper. It's just that...... This six-year-old child is really more active than before, I don't know how many times.

The first thing Zhao Fu did when he woke up was to laugh, his little chubby little hand with five fingers stretched out in the direction of the sky, the hand was very fat, but it was very small, but such a small hand gave Zhao Fu a feeling of covering the sky.

A life not to be watched, I'm coming! It's your own life!

Zhao Fuzhen really found that the connection between the dark and the dark has really been severed, this can't be a world without gods, right? Zhao Fu sometimes thinks so.

"The young master is awake!" Although the kneeling attendant and the maid on the side were taken aback by Zhao Fu's actions, they still hurriedly passed the word outside.

Before Zhao Fu had time to get used to this fat body, the door was crowded with people after a while, including the Qin cha sent by the imperial court to pacify, the stewards sent by local officials, and of course, more people from the Zhao clan.

An old man dressed as a physician came in and checked Zhao Fu's pulse, and he was very excited, "Thanks to God, the young master is fine!" ”

"The young master is fine! The young master is fine! "Words also spread outside the door, some people are happy and some are sad, happy that the loyal subordinates of the Zhao Mansion and Zhao Yicheng, the lord and the lady have passed away one after another, and finally keep the little master, which is already a blessing in misfortune; And the worry is that after the handover of power, the new officials who took office, since the Zhao family has the position of the rear guard in the northwest, it is impossible for them to be the turn, but fortunately, this "queen" is only "six years old", which is also a blessing in misfortune for them.

Then, Zhao Fu ignored the opposition of the doctor, the old housekeeper Cao and everyone, and ran directly in the Zhao Mansion.

Running is a kind of exercise that Zhao Fu likes very much, before he liked to run, because he wanted to escape, he wanted to use this way to get rid of a kind of God's shackles on him, and now he also likes to run, it is a kind of free gallop, there is nothing more refreshing than going against the wind, nothing is more self-determined than going against the wind. This is a gaffe under ecstasy, and Zhao Fu successfully turned this gaffe into the motivation to run.

Of course, the biggest motivation to run now is that this body is too fat!

Everyone in the Zhao Mansion found that the originally chubby child had completely changed since the disaster, and was replaced by a resolute and self-denying Zhao Fu. People are praising the heavens for having eyes, and the Zhao family has a queen, only Zhao Fu alone knows what happened, it is nothing more than that the last Zhao Fu died, and he is just a latecomer. Of course it was a secret, and he couldn't tell anyone else.

Lanting is the largest city of the Lanhe Empire in the northwest, and it is also the capital of the northwest area, which is not only a place for various merchants to gather and communicate, but also a large military town, which is open to the public on weekdays, and the towering city wall will remind people that this is also a fortified city and a fortress when the war starts.

The Zhao family guarded the northwest for the imperial court, and the Zhao Mansion was naturally located in Lanting. When Zhao Fu was thirteen years old, Lanting ushered in a major event: the imperial court announced that the new commander Qin Shangxi was the protector of Lanting! The reason is that Zhao Fu is young and does not have enough authority, and the soldiers and horses of Beiting have a tendency to go south to fight the autumn wind in recent years.

Everyone knows that this is a plan to cut the power of the Zhao family. Because when Zhao Yicheng was still alive, Lan Ting's city protector had always been a position that had been vacant for many years and had almost disappeared, if it weren't for that holy decree, Lan Ting's people would have forgotten that Lan Ting also had the military position of city protector.

Thirteen-year-old Zhao Fu is no longer the meat ball he was when he was six years old, he has been exercising for 7 years, Zhao Fu has clear lines, strong muscles, and his height is close to his previous life. According to the memories of the old man in Zhao Mansion, Zhao Zhenshou is a resolute man and Mrs. Zhao is also a rare beauty, Zhao Fu perfectly inherited the excellent genes of the two, and the thirteen-year-old Zhao Fu is a sunny and good boy.

However, the sunny boy was sitting deep in the secret room at the moment, and he could detect from the candles of the few candles used for lighting, and the fluctuations in the aura here were extraordinary.

"It only took two years to lead the spirit to the transformation, and the transformation to the eight directions...... It's been five years and you can't make it? The candle flame stopped swaying, Zhao Fu stopped his luck, sighed, and thought that he was definitely not a martial arts wizard. The man didn't give him an orthodox booklet, and on the cover of the booklet was written something like "the strongest cultivation secret book in the universe", and as soon as he pointed out that the "secret book" was in Zhao Fu's mind.

And this secret book is indeed just an accessory in Zhao Fu's opinion: it is not a powerful magic book, and he can't even release a fireball technique after seven years of hard practice; It's not the best magic in the world, all he can master is "qi", and these qi can't even leave his side for a meter, what kind of thing like killing the enemy a hundred steps away, Zhao Fu doesn't dare to think about it.

Fortunately, this qi also has its benefits, that is, it is extremely condensed, as long as Zhao Fu can react and use the gas to transform the armor, ordinary swords will not be able to touch Zhao Fu's body at all. It is rare to have a free life, Zhao Fu didn't want to see the god of death so early, so when he discovered this function, he practiced even harder, and the scope of qi also changed from condensing on the surface of the skin at the beginning to now surrounding the body within a meter of the body.

Walking out of the secret room, Cao Zhongqing brought a bowl of chicken soup and waited at the door early in the morning - the old Cao housekeeper was already old, so Zhao Fu asked his grandson Cao Zhongqing to be the little Cao housekeeper...... However, Zhao Fu was very suspicious that he was the culprit who was so fat when he was six years old. But under the strong request of the old housekeeper, he had no choice but to accept the bowl of chicken soup for the past two days.

"Young master, the imperial court has sent someone over." Cao Zhongqing followed his grandfather's instructions and must watch Zhao Fu finish drinking the chicken soup.

"Qin Shangxi? I know. Zhao Fu drank the chicken soup in three sips, wiped his mouth and said, "Wait in the house, he will definitely send us a post on the first day of his tenure." ”

"Young master, Master Gao has already made the knife, and he asked if you want to take a look?"

"The knife is struck? Then I have to check it out! Zhao Fu has been cultivating both inside and outside in the past few years, not only to nourish qi, but also to have a good strength, and gradually found that the weapons in Zhao's mansion are becoming more and more difficult to use, Zhao Fu remembered that the teacher in history class had given students a handsome weapon - Tang knife. There is no young man who doesn't love knives and guns, so Zhao Fu also added some historical knowledge to himself in his spare time, and in his home, he also collected a few good knives.

Lao Gao is also a experienced blacksmith in Lanting City, but the requirements given by Zhao Fu are really difficult to start: the blade should be straight, open a single edge, the blade is straight and straight, can chop, can stab the enemy, and sandwich soft steel and cover hard steel. Fortunately, Zhao Fu didn't just talk about it, and soon sent someone to send the sketch over.

"It's so hard to say, isn't it actually just splitting the sword into two sides from top to bottom!" Lao Gao suddenly realized, and after seeing the style, he confidently began to build the "Tang Knife" in Zhao Fu's words.

In less than two days, Lao Gao forged the knife, using high-quality steel, and the craftsmanship is also an ancestral old craft, from the blade to the knife outfit are all engraved with fine carvings - Lao Gao thought that this Young Master Zhao was just at the age of longing for a hero, so he just gave him a good-looking knife.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Fu only glanced at it, and then broke the knife, "What I want is a treasure knife that can kill enemies on the battlefield, not this kind of toy." Leng Leng dropped a sentence and left.

Only then did Lao Gao realize that Young Master Zhao was real, and if he didn't say anything else, he broke the blade he had carefully forged with his bare hands, this kind of strength was not possessed by ordinary teenagers.

Lao Gao summoned his disciples, spent nearly a month researching, and spent another month trying to do it, and finally succeeded in forging a good knife!