Later Zhou Zhao Kuangyin launched the Chenqiao Mutiny, and the yellow robe was added, usurping the Later Zhou to establish the Song Dynasty.

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin is a well-known emperor, not only an excellent military strategist, but also a martial artist with strong martial arts.

Long before he mutinied, he was already famous.

And his fourth son, Zhao Defang, also inherited this.

As the saying goes, Wen can get off the horse and settle down, and Wu can get off the horse to settle the world, and he is an out-and-out hero.

Outsiders' understanding of him is nothing more than that, the handsome prince can be literate and martial, but he died of illness at a young age.

"Master, you ...... You won't be this Zhao ...... Zhao: What's coming? ”

Zhao Banxian'er shook his head: "It's Zhao Defang, of course it's not a poor way, how many years have passed, if I were Zhao Defang, wouldn't I be a monster?" ”

Li You thought about it carefully, and it was really like this.

Zhao Kuangyin established the Northern Song Dynasty, and the current time should be the early Southern Song Dynasty. If Zhao Banxian'er was really his son, he would be about three hundred years old now.

As he spoke, the two of them had already paced back to the horse, and after Zhao Banxian tied the oiled paper bag to the saddle, he touched the edge of the horse's mane.

He was abandoned in the dry contemplation and raised by the master, and it was not until he was ready to go down the mountain that the master revealed his true life experience.

He was not an orphan who had been abandoned, but an old man who had sent it with his own hands.

The old man said that his master was in danger, persecuted by traitors, and that he wanted to flee to the south, and that it was inconvenient for him to take his children with him. was forced to have no choice but to foster Zhao Banxian'er here.

Moreover, the old man also came up with the name of Banxian'er's father, which was Zhao Defang.

"You, you are Zhao Kuangyin's...... Grandson? Li You couldn't believe it, and waited for Zhao Banxian'er to reply, but the old man didn't follow for a long time.

Now that the sun was about to be buried in the mountain, Zhao Banxian looked at the sunset and continued: "Alas, these are no longer important. ”

Zhao Banxian'er, who learned of his background, because he was young and vigorous, took advantage of the time when the master was asleep, and went down the mountain alone, planning to go to Bianliang City, Tokyo, to confront the current saint.

As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, a young man about his age suddenly appeared in front of him, covered in blood, panting heavily, and stretched out his hand to stop him.

This person is Bu Fan.

Although his life experience is not as bizarre as Zhao Banxian'er, it is also very bumpy.

At the age of twelve, his parents died of illness, and he lived alone for three years, and when he was fifteen, he was taken to live at his uncle's house.

He thought that life would be better, but he found that it was not as good as before. I often go hungry, and I have to help work in the fields.

A fifteen-year-old child should be reading and reading with his husband. But Bu Fan always gets up early and returns late, busy like an adult.

work slowly, no food; The harvest was not good, but it was he who was beaten.

As he grew older, Bu Fan's rebellious heart became more and more serious. That night, after being beaten and scolded by his uncle again, the young Bu Fan finally broke out.

With red eyes, he didn't pick up the firewood knife on the ground without saying a word, and hacked his aunt and uncle to death successively.

When he calmed down, he looked at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, and he immediately regretted it.

At that time, there was no law on the protection of minors, and the truth that murder is payment for life can also be realized in him.

Thinking that he had only lived for so many years, he was going to go down to accompany his parents, and he was really unwilling.

So he ran out in a panic, and he didn't even have time to change his clothes.

Running and running, he came to the foot of the Taoist temple where Zhao Banxian'er lived. As soon as the inspiration moved, it was better to go to the monk to become a Taoist priest, which allowed the two to meet at night.

Zhao Banxian'er saw that he was so embarrassed, and hurriedly asked him what was wrong and why he was blocking his way.

"I kill chickens...... I killed the chicken and ran away, I was afraid of being scolded by the family, so I ...... Just ran away from home, yes, away from home. ”

Because he rarely goes out, Bu Fan is not very good at lying, and he stumbles and makes up a set of nonsense, the donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth, and there are many loopholes.

Zhao Banxian'er grew up in the Taoist temple, and she came into contact with more strangers, so she knew that he was lying at a glance.

But he didn't rush to expose him, so he asked him what else was going on.

"I, I want to ask you, can you take me up the mountain, I want to become a monk."

Looking at Bu Fan's serious appearance, thinking that this sentence didn't look like he was lying, but now he had to take advantage of the darkness to hurry, so he took him back like this, and it would be difficult to be found by the master to talk.

So he thought about it, and he was going to Bianliang to do something now, and if he wanted to go up the mountain, he had to accompany him to the school first

Bu Fan was not embarrassed when he heard this request, so after the two discussed the itinerary, they went together.

On the way, Zhao Banxian'er learned that his name was Bu Fan, and he was five out of ten this year, and if he counted the years, Bu Fan was still half a year older than him.

There was nothing to say all the way, and the two came to more than 20 miles outside Bianliang City in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Banxian'er opened the cloth bag where the grain was stored, and saw that the food inside was about to bottom out, and now there was another person, and she was worried for a while.

Calculated the remaining distance, thinking that if he went on like this, he would starve to death on the road before he saw the emperor, and after thinking about it, he discussed with Bu Fan that he was wearing dirty, and it was more convenient than himself to beg.

And Zhao Banxian'er went to the mansion of the official Guirao to see if he could eat as a Taoist child.

The principle that something will happen when they act separately was quickly realized.

Before Bu Fan left Zhao Banxian'er's sight, he was surrounded by a group of officers and soldiers, punched and kicked.

When the young Zhao Banxian saw this formation, he didn't dare to go up to dissuade him, so he secretly observed it on the side.

Knowing that this Bu Fan was hungry just now, he saw the aroma of the meat just put out by the store that made sauce meat, and he couldn't resist the temptation, so he went up directly and grabbed a piece.

It doesn't matter if it's hot or not, just stuff it directly into your mouth.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper must not have done anything, so he hurriedly ran out of it and asked him to return the meat quickly.

It's not that he's afraid that he won't give money if he eats it, but that the meat has really just come out of the pot, and if he burns the child to death, he's afraid of going to court.

Coincidentally, when he was shouting, the team of officers and soldiers was patrolling, and when they heard that someone dared to rob under the Guanghua sun, they hurriedly stepped forward to surround Bu Fan.

The officers and soldiers who took the lead were holding steaming sauce meat, grinning at the meat, and they were angry for a moment before they let their subordinates move.

The shopkeeper saw so many adults beating a child, and his hands were still so heavy, so he hurriedly went up to dissuade him.

But now that this matter has risen to a personal grudge, the head of the head is scolding while kicking Bu Fan who is shouting on the ground.

Zhao Banxian'er, who saw this scene behind the crowd, saw this situation, if he didn't go out to help again, Bu Fan would have to be beaten to death.

So he didn't say a word, jumped on the rice jar at the door of the rice shop with an arrow, climbed onto the roof with his hands and feet, and shouted: "The prince is here, stop quickly!" ”

Everyone thought the child was laughing, and they covered their mouths in joy.

Only the head of the officers and soldiers who had been scalded took this matter to heart, and looked at the young man on the roof, who was skinny and dressed as a Taoist child.

looked at Bu Fan, who was bleeding from his mouth and nose on the ground, and suddenly understood what was going on.

He raised his head, pursed his lips and shouted: "You stinky man, are you impatient, do you know what the crime of pretending to be a relative of the emperor is?" ”

"Hmph, believe it or not, but now you have to let this go, or you will bear the consequences!"

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