Early this morning, the summer sun had just shed its first rays on the rainy city, and the cloudy sky finally showed a golden glow, and the rain gradually became lighter.

Linzi, an ancient city of vicissitudes, is also like a newborn baby, washing away the dust, revealing innocence, and also showing a little residual prestige of the first city in China.

The rainwater left on the tiled houses in the city sucks up the warmth of the city, leaving behind the last coolness, and some of them can be observed from different angles.

Yang Kai, whose eyes were bloodshot, returned home, he sighed tiredly, took off the armor on his body, he was on duty yesterday, and said in a deep voice: "Yi Yanzi, Uncle has won you a chance, this time it's up to you." ”

Yang Yi stopped wiping the sword, the light of the blade was a little dazzling, he touched the blade, and suddenly, a blood flowed from his fingertips, and he whispered, his voice was a little suppressed: "Uncle, Yi Yanzi understands, Yi Yanzi will work hard." ”

Yang Kai shook his head and sighed: "Uncle didn't tell you about this matter, just because you and the Zhu family have learned swordsmanship, uncle believes that your swordsmanship is enough to be a guest of His Highness." ”

"So, what does Uncle mean?" Yang Yi was a little puzzled.

"This is the doorman of His Highness is different from your life as a ranger, the doorman, the first is loyalty, the second is loyalty, and the third is loyalty." Yang Kaidao.

Yang Yi nodded and said, "The teacher taught me the old man, a chivalrous man, who values righteousness and takes his life lightly."

Yang Kai was silent, then shook his head and said, "You go!" Pass as soon as possible, and don't let His Highness wait long. ”

"Yes, uncle." Yang Yi nodded happily. He slid the sword into the scabbard with a thud, turned and ran.

After Yang Yi went out, Yang Kai's brows tightened, and he said in a muffled voice: "Being a doorman is different from a ranger, sometimes the morality in your heart has to be violated, Yi Yanzi, you are still young, I hope you can understand by His Highness's side." ”

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An oil lamp, a bowl of tea.

Tian Jian knelt in the study, holding a book in his hand, reading it with taste, and drinking a sip of tea soup from time to time.

The dim yellow light swayed, and the orange lamps were blown by the breeze from time to time.

This lamp is just an ordinary paraffin lamp, but it is also expensive, and there is even a lamp oil made of fat of "Jiaolong" in the deep palace, which is clear and smokeless, but even Tian Fazhang is reluctant to use it, after all, it is possible to capture one in more than ten years.

"Your Highness, I have a visitor." The chamberlain next to him whispered.

Tian Jian's eyes still didn't leave the bamboo slips, and asked casually, "Who?" Who visits? ”

"Your Highness, it's a young man, it looks like a ranger, and he said that his uncle asked him to do it." The chamberlain replied.

Tian Jian said "um", put down the bamboo slip in his hand, and was about to get up, but then sat down again, picked up the bamboo slip again, and said in a low voice: "Let that ranger wait a little longer, just say that the palace has something to do, and he can't wait, so he will give him ten gold, send him away, and call Ju Qi to the palace." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." The chamberlain nodded.

At the gate of the East Palace, the young man was holding the sword, and the excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed, so he walked a few steps from time to time, pulled out the sword, and waved it twice, but after a while, he immediately resumed his humble posture, and looked at the scenes and objects in the East Palace with respect and expectation.

I saw a chamberlain walk out of the side door next to the sealed vermilion gate of the East Palace, holding a box in his hand, walked quickly to the young man's side, and said: "Your Highness has said, let you wait for a while, Your Highness has something to do, if you can't wait, this is ten gold, Your Highness told me that you can leave after receiving ten gold." ”

With that, the chamberlain opened the black lacquered wooden box he was carrying, and ten ingots of gold were neatly placed inside.

The young man looked at the gold greedily, and thought of his mother lying on the sickbed, these ten ingots of gold can undoubtedly solve the urgent need, and his mother will be saved!

But then I thought of his teacher back then.

In a courtyard, yellow dogs bark and hens crow, just like the style of a small farm yard.

Next to a large urn, the eight-year-old boy swung the wooden sword in his hand with difficulty, the wooden sword was neither light nor heavy, but it was swung hundreds of times in a row, even an adult man could not bear it.

His forehead was covered with hot sweat, his arm was already very sore, and he wanted to give up, but just as he was about to give up, he would be gently slapped by his master with a willow whip.

Although it didn't hurt this time, he had always respected his teacher, and even if it didn't hurt, he still had to put forward twelve points of spirit and work hard to wield the swordsmanship.

"Alright, Yi'er. Take a break! The teacher said softly in the back.

"Yes, Teacher." The boy replied cheerfully.

Hurriedly threw down the wooden sword in his hand, and hurriedly lay on the ground, enjoying the comfort after this hard work.

But his teacher looked at the boy with a gloomy face, kicked the boy with his foot, and scolded in a low voice, "Pick up the sword." ”

The boy picked up the wooden sword in horror and stood beside the teacher in a daze, not moving.

The teacher's eyes softened, he slowly lowered his body, touched the young man's head, and said kindly: "Yi'er, you must know, swordsman, the sword cannot be left in his hand." ”

"Yes, Master." The boy's frightened eyes gradually regained their calm.

The teacher nodded, got up with his back to the boy, and said in a deep voice, "Swordsman, be loyal to your sword." Sword, loyalty, benevolence, and courtesy, we and other swordsmen, we must always remember these four words. ”

The young man retracted his greedy eyes, bowed his head and said, "I am waiting for His Highness, and I am tired of the retainers." ”

"Don't bother, don't bother." The chamberlain laughed.

In the study, Ju Qi walked in cautiously, but Tian Jian still heard the movement.

Ju Qi lowered his head and asked, "Your Highness, what's the matter with calling slaves and maids?" "She is two or three years older than Xiao Ai, and she knows the strict rules in this palace better, and she does things at a glance, so as not to make the master unhappy.

Tian Jian put down the bamboo slip, looked at her and said, "Go to the Imperial Doctor's Office to find a famous imperial doctor to go to the house of General Yang Kaiyang, the guard of the gate of the Chengdong Palace, do you know?" ”

"The slave knows." Ju Qi nodded.

However, I was guessing in my heart that this General Yang was really capable, and even the prince was shocked, and even sent the imperial doctor, you must know that the group of imperial doctors in the Imperial Doctor's Department is not something that anyone can invite, only some princes and ministers in Linzi can invite it.

"In addition, take out fifty gold from the treasury and send it to General Yang's mansion, this matter must be kept secret, and you can't let the imperial doctor know, you know?" Tian Jian said slowly.

"Yes, the slave and maid know, does Your Highness have any other orders?" Ju Qi said.

"Well, that's all." Tian Jian nodded, and when Ju Qi was about to go out, Tian Jian remembered something and shouted, "The meal in the palace hasn't been served yet?" Hongu is hungry. ”