Since ancient times, there is a legend that saints and sages became the bodies of saints and soared over the great land of Dingtian during the day. For a long time, Hong Yuan had thought it was a wonderful night, but he didn't expect such a thing to really happen, just a few decades ago!

"Hong Yuan, the emperor's affairs are not simple, you are not a good master, take care of everything!" Bai Xueqing sat not far away, gently caressing the piano, reminding Hong Kong Yuan that he had just returned, "Nowadays, the royal family is very weak, the national strength is empty, and the great mother-in-law has made you a Taifu, not because of how good you are, but because of your status as a young master of Hong Amen, because of love and comprehensive cultivation of your old master."

"Hong Yuan knows that aunt don't worry, I have my own size."

Hong Yuan nodded, closed the booklet in his hand, and took a deep breath to calm the shock in his heart.

His aunt's reminder of Bai Xueqing had come to his mind a long time ago. After many years of wandering, he has become accustomed to freedom, does not want to rely too much on the power of Hong Amen, and does not want to highlight his identity as the little master of Hong Amen. But people on the outside don't think so. Some people may be jealous or even resentful. Others, even royalty, show kindness to themselves. After all, if we can absorb the full power of Hong Amen, then the throne of the little emperor on the first night will undoubtedly be even stronger. After the family got together for dinner, Hong Ying left the house and returned to his room. He looked at his nose, nose and heart, closed his eyes and practiced in the field.

As the Taifu of the Fengyun Dynasty, for him, this is just a small part of his life, the peak of power, is his eternal pursuit After returning to Hongamen, there is no need to be as precarious as before, worrying that there is nowhere to sleep; However, Hong Yuan still did not dare to relax in practice. Somehow, this vague feeling of unease, like a huge floodgate, gave him a feeling of frustration.

Next, Hongyuan had to go to the palace every day to accompany the hunchbacked emperor. No matter what ridiculous things the latter did, he laughed and even turned away with a slight wave of his hand. There was no anger, no hard-hearted persuasion, and even, sometimes, no expression like that of an oak tree, and it seemed that everyone took the revered emperor as air and turned a blind eye.

From time to time, the little emperor, who deliberately provoked again and again, lost his temper, and all the previous methods of dealing with successive Taifu failed in front of Hong Yuan. In the end, I didn't bother to give up any ideas and do whatever I wanted. I think Hongyuan is an ordinary guard.

As a result of Hong Yuan's negligence, the people outside the palace went from initial surprise, surprise, or pleasure to numbness. There were those who hid behind the scenes to watch this exciting match, and they were very disappointed. After saying a few unsuccessful words to the Queen Mother, they had to turn their gaze to someone else.

However, when people looked away, Hong Ying was acting in secret. With the help of his aunt Bai Xueqing, the emperor's character, behavior, and difficulties were fully understood.

Seven days passed quickly, and it was time for the annual royal spring hunt.

Early in the morning, a group of people came to Shiding Mountain on the outskirts. In addition to a large number of internal guards and eunuchs, there are also some direct followers of large families in the capital. Hong Amen also has many people, among whom Hong Tianzhi, the younger generation, is one of them. The annual spring hunt is not only a season for the emperor to display his literary talents and strategies, but also a stage for the big disciples to display their talents, which is deeply valued by the royal family and dignitaries. Historically, there have been many great emperors who have found powerful and loyal weapons in such activities.

After entering the royal hunting grounds, the disciples of the major families were eager to disperse their hunting. Everyone hopes that they can defeat the most powerful prey for the emperor first and get the greatest glory. Some of the guards, even the emaciated eunuchs, could not bear to quietly leave the ranks. Even if you can't catch powerful prey and discover something strange, you can win the favor of the emperor and then prosper.

Soon after entering the mountain, the team around Xiao Huang became smaller and smaller. Hong Yuan, dressed in a warrior's robe, vaguely followed the young emperor.

"Go, brethren, it's time for our god-given battle team to attack and bring the most powerful prey back to the Emperor!"

Hong Atianzhi led six Hongmen masters out, saluted the little emperor, and ran away. Before leaving, he deliberately glanced at Hongyuan again, full of provocation. Unfortunately, Hong Yuan directly ignores this.

Shiding Mountain is the most majestic mountain within 100 miles of the capital. When you reach the halfway point of the mountain, you can see bottomless streams everywhere. Looking up, the mountains are densely forested, but there is an abyss, which is a 100-square-meter cliff with no grass and crimson soil. As soon as the wind blew, the dust flew.

Hongyuan walked over and stood quietly on the red clay.

The parents were ambushed, and all 800 black tripod riders were killed in battle, according to Hung Amen's records. The mother did not know where they were, but the blood of the father and the owner of the Hongmen stained the land red. Sixteen years have passed, and there is still no grass here. The war completely destroyed the vitality of the place, and three feet underground were stained red with blood. I can't imagine what a terrible war is going on here!

"Hey, that guy named Hong Tianzhi seems to be very unhappy with your colleague. Why don't you go hunting and compare yourself to them?

The little emperor, who was as thin as a mung bean sprout, didn't know when to hold back and came to Hongyuan.

This man usually behaves well, but he is not stupid. He was well aware of Hong Tianzhi's dissatisfaction and resentment towards Hong Yuan.

For a long time, in Beijing, it was commonplace to compete with each other, to be polite on the surface, and to live and die in secret.

Hong Yuan turned around and said lightly: "The so-called hunting is just a boring game.

Two or three hours later, the hunters returned one by one.

Some brought back a bloody leopard, others a ferocious python, and some rare strange stones, herbs, or small animals. According to the custom of the royal family, the emperor rewarded one after the other.

Whether it is an ordinary guard or a child of the family, after receiving the reward, they all walk away with a smile, celebrate on the spot, hold a party, roast the prey in return, and the more excited the rewarder is. Not because of how much silver he was rewarded, but because of the emperor's affirmation and praise of his abilities and talents, he stood out from the crowd. Once the opportunity comes, maybe it will be a step forward.

As more and more people return from hunting, the celebratory atmosphere in the wild becomes stronger. However, the emperor was a little upset and remained silent. We don't take a look at the prey that people bring back.

"Although the mountains and rivers are good, it is a pity that you can only watch from the sidelines;! Although the blood is boiling, they are helpless, but they can only be desired. Hong Yuan walked up to the little emperor with a glass of wine, "Emperor, come here, Wei Chen" Cheers to you.

"Well, a good sentence can only make people yearn!"

The sullen little emperor lit a lamp, touched Hongyuan's wine glass, and drank it all.

The people returning from hunting happily roasted their prey, but the emperor could only watch. Eat the best barbecue, drink the best wine, but the mood is the most unpleasant. Wherever you go, there are always guards and eunuchs following you, and the so-called spring hunt is no different from the usual royal feast.

Hong Yuan looked around with a smile and said softly in the little emperor's ear: "Emperor, are you willing to fight the prey with your own hands?"

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