Chu Lin was in an extremely unhappy mood today, and Zhao Ji'an came to report early in the morning, saying that the Queen Mother had chosen Su Muyun, the daughter of Su Shangshuling's family, as a side concubine. This status, where is the side concubine, is waiting for him to be promoted to the main concubine directly after the crown salute.

Although Chu Lin knew that he couldn't blame himself for the marriage event, he was a little unwilling in his heart, unwilling to be manipulated and fooled. Perhaps, there is still a little bit of expectation, such as those big clear and bright eyes.

Chu Lin was lying on the branches of a hundred-year-old pine tree, the dense pine needles covering him in a white robe and a half-shoulder silver armor, he closed his eyes slightly, listening to the pine waves.

In the distance, a group of people came running, wearing the same standard clothes, all of them were sergeants pulled out by the Beijing patrol camp for training.

"Damn, I can't run." A thin young man with a peach blossom face sat on the ground, snorting, panting for fear that he was going to pull out his lungs.

"I'm not talking about you, Song Shaohuai, you go to Yixiangyuan less, beware of hollowing out your body." A toned boy with swords-eyed eyebrows ran in place.

"You know what a fart, Yuan Jinnian, your father is stupid about you, you're afraid you're still a chick." Song Shaohuai smiled obscenely.

"Look at your stinky mouth, begging for ......" Yuan Jinnian was so angry that he wanted to swing his fist, but was stopped by a young man who looked like an iron tower next to him.

"I think I'm milky, I haven't eaten her meat buns for 5 days." The tower boy leaned against a tree, and the leaves were shaken and fell.

"Look at your little bit of talent, Tie Li, when you return to Beijing, I will invite you to Zuixian Lou to eat the best crab roe soup dumplings, and I guarantee that you will not lose ten mouths." Although Song Shaohuai owes his mouth, he is a bold person.

"Really?" Tie Li's eyes widened, the crab roe soup bun costs ten cents a piece.

"Lie to you that you're a puppy. Su Motian, you testify. Song Shaohuai chewed a straw stick in his mouth and pointed to another handsome young man.

"Hurry up and finish these 10 laps, Zhao Ji'an doesn't talk about people." Su Motian, who was a few years older than them, said.

"Shhhh I'm afraid of hanging, Lao Tzu can't run, what can he do?

Pull Lao Tzu to this place where birds don't poop and run the mountains to play? I have to tie ten catties of iron pieces to my legs, who will I toss? Carrying the brand of King Yan, he is amazing.

Besides, King Yan, isn't it just the emperor's younger brother and the youngest son of the queen mother. He didn't go back to his fiefdom, he insisted on staying in the capital, the shelf was still big, and mortals couldn't move. You, you, you, any of you who has played with him, and he doesn't even look at anyone.

Who doesn't know that our patrol camp is an ornament, there are Jin Wuwei guards in the palace, and there are 100,000 tiger guards ten miles out of the city, and the entire Jiangling City is impregnable, we are a fart. Song Shaohuai spit out the straw stick in his mouth.

"It's a fart, and it's going to make a noise." A low magnetic voice, Chu Lin, who was white-robed and silver-armored, stomped down from the end of the tree.

"Your Highness." Su Motian and Yuan Jinnian hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted.

"Your Highness." Tie Li is tall and physical, and his movements are half a beat slower.

"Your Highness." Song Shaohuai stood up reluctantly and scribbled.

"It seems that you are very unconvinced." Chu Lin stood with his hands in his hands, half of his shoulders in silver armor, glowing with a cold light.

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's just that His Royal Highness King Yan is hiding in a tree and eavesdropping, what's the matter?" Song Shaohuai was disdainful.

"The eldest husband acts above board, sits upright, and is afraid of eavesdropping! This king is already here, but you are too lazy and slack to detect my breath, what should you do? Chu Lin's words were majestic.

"If you want to be punished, you will punish me alone, it has nothing to do with them, I can't run, and I drag them down." Song Shaohuai is righteous.

"You don't have to say a word." Su Motian pulled Song Shaohuai's sleeve and whispered.

Song Shaohuai opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, but he closed the mouth that caused trouble.

"This king knows that if you don't say it, your heart is still not convinced. Well, if you win against me, you will immediately return to Beijing and not mention the training. If not, how about you practice honestly here? Chu Lin raised his sword eyebrows and wrote a battle book.

"If we go together, we will inevitably be said to bully the few, and if we take turns, we will be said to be in a wheel war. Well, it's fair that we can nominate someone to compete with you. Song Shaohuai saw that Chu Lin was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and he was a royal nobleman, and secretly thought that he was just a spoiled child, and his eyes were high.

"Whichever you say will do, come on." Chu Lin lifted the hem of his clothes, tucked it on his belt, and put on a confrontation posture.

"Who's coming?" Except for Tie Li, the other three got together and muttered.

This is a prince, and if he wins him, the little prince can't hold his face. If you lose, you have to stay here and suffer, it's a real dilemma.

"I'm coming!" Tie Li said humbly. He is a martial arts idiot, and he can't walk when he sees a martial arts competition.

He is known as the Dull Overlord, born with divine power, and the weapon he often uses is a pair of meteor hammers handed down by the family, weighing 800 catties. He played with it, whirring with the wind, and if he got it, he was seriously injured and killed. Even at this moment, without a suitable weapon, his big fan-like hands alone can easily take people's lives. Because he tried it out, he didn't know the severity, and even the money and silver of the general's mansion paid for the medical expenses, so he added a dumb word in front of the overlord.

"Okay, come on." Chu Lin said with a smile.

"Don't ......" Su Mo sighed in his heart, how can he explain this in case of a point difference. But it was too late, Tie Li had already rushed out.

Tie Li made all hard kung fu, slashing horizontally and vertically, making wind in his palms, and his fists were in place, and the small trees around him were all damaged, and Qi Qi was broken. Chu Lin didn't fight him head-on, dodging and moving, making the huge Tie Li so tired that he was out of breath, and his movements slowed down significantly.

Next, Chu Lin launched a counterattack, Tie Li was clumsy, Chu Lin surrounded him, and his punches were fast and accurate, but they were all on point. In a dazzled manner, Chu Lin's hand knife had stopped at Tie Li's Adam's apple, and the victory had been decided.

"Tie Li Gan bows down." Tie Li bowed.

"Concession." Chu Lin held Tie Li's posture of bowing.

"Your Highness is mighty." Su Motian's hanging heart finally let go.

"Yanwang Shenwu." Song Shaohuai and Yuan Jinnian also bowed their heads and clenched their fists.

"Song Shaohuai, 20 years old. The eldest son of Zhongshu Ling, the younger brother of Song Guifei, and the heart of Yuan Lao Taijun. But I like to linger in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, grotesque and wanton, which can be described as the gentleman in Beijing. Your father sent you to the Beijing patrol camp to detain you, and it was really painstaking.

Yuan Jinnian, 17 years old. The second son of the squire of the criminal department, the family education is strict, the martial arts are taught by everyone, and the art of war is even better, with extraordinary talent and outstanding attainments. Your eldest brother has entered the Hanlin Academy, and you have entered the Beijing Patrol Camp for training, but are you ready to join the martial arts?

When it comes to the two of you, you're still cousins, and it doesn't look like it's half the same.

Tie Li, 16 years old. The grandson of the founding general Tie Zhan, your father Tie Ji died in the rebellion more than ten years ago, and at that time, you were probably just born. The military camp is your fate, the patrol camp is too small, he spreads his wings every day, and he will not fly for nine days.

As for Su Motian, you are Su Shangshangling's son-in-law, at the age of 22, you have won two yuan, if there is no accident, this year's champion is none other than you, but you have entered a small Beijing patrol camp, what is the reason? Chu Lin stood with his hands behind his back, looking at them, like a few treasures, and told them eloquently.

The four of them were all shocked, although their identity and background are not a secret, but in just 5 days, without any direct contact with them, they were able to report their family background, and it was also a real effort. It can be seen that when they were training, this silent guy must have secretly paid attention to them.

"Not only do I know a few of you, but I also know all about the soldiers of the other Beijing patrol battalions." Chu Lin looked at the uncertain look on their faces and said.

"Your Highness is wise." The four of them immediately saluted in a proper manner.

"After entering the Beijing patrol camp, you and I are brothers who share weal and pain, so there is no need to be so red tape. You have to remember that even if it's a fart, it has to be a loud fart. Chu Lin laughed, and instantly there was sunshine and warmth around him.

"yes,." Song Shaohuai followed and said. The other three pursed their lips and snickered.

"Towards Zhao Ji'an, run!" Su Motian took the lead, and the others followed in turn.

"When are we going home?" Tie Li ran at the end, unwillingly looking back and asking.

"Three days later." Chu Lin raised his voice.

"Eat crab roe buns, will you come?" Song Shaohuai is accustomed to being a ruffian, pure and self-cooked.

"Okay." Chu Lin raised his thin lips and chuckled.

Watching the foursome run away. Chu Lin thought, this Su Motian should be the elder brother of Su Muyun, who was about to marry into the Yan Wangfu, but why didn't he directly enter the official career through the imperial examination. He couldn't figure it out for a while, shook his head, and threw it behind his head.

Chu Lin and Tie Li had a fight, sweating, and feeling a little better, he wanted to go to the hot springs for a while.

A few days ago, he practiced light exercises, ran around the mountain, and found a hidden hot spring. No wonder this place is called Shooting Wushan, is it the place where Houyi shoots the sun, the sun is not in the soil, and then the soup comes out?

After a few ups and downs, Chu Lin had already seen the white fog in the mountain col, but today's white fog seemed to be thicker than in the past.

Chu Lin stood on a high branch, with a good viewing angle, and the hot springs in the col could be seen at a glance. It's just foggy, a little hazy.

Chu Linfeng frowned slightly, there is a person in the hot spring pool? There was a black skull on the water with its back to him, patrolling the Beijing camp? It's not quite like it, a few thorns just didn't know him, and it was impossible for others to sneak out at the risk of violating military orders.

Suddenly, the sun pierced through the clouds and sprinkled the golden rays like broken gold, and the dreamlike white mist disappeared into obscurity.

The people in the pool turned around, with a fair melon seed face, a pair of big eyes with fog and rain, and white shoulders slightly exposed. Chu Lin was stunned, those eyes appeared too many times in his dreams, in his mind, and on the tip of his heart. His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were dark.

It was too far away, and the people in the pool didn't know what to say, and a black stone by the hot spring pool moved, and the sun shone on its oily fur, shining brightly. It was a pure black dog, and it was visibly starting to get restless, barking in warning at the high branches. When Chu Lin saw it, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

The sun is just right, the spring water is clear, and the people in the pool are wearing only small white clothes soaked in water. The small steamed bun on the front chest and the porcelain-white back were faintly revealed, and Chu Lin's face burned vigorously.

He took a breath, turned his back, and scolded himself, this is obviously still a child who has not grown, why is he so unproductive.

At this moment, he keenly sensed that someone was coming this way, and he hurriedly turned around to meet him.

"Master, you...... You okay. Zhao Ji'an looked his master up and down, except that his face was a little infrared, there was nothing abnormal.

When he heard the fight, and rushed to the scene, except for a mess, he caught a glimpse of a white shadow jumping up the treetops, and he hurried after him, confirmed that nothing was wrong, and his heart was settled. It's just that why is the master's face so red?

"From today onwards, a radius of 50 zhang will be designated as a forbidden place, especially the soldiers of the Beijing patrol camp are not allowed to enter." Chu Lin ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes." Zhao Ji'an had long been accustomed to Chu Lin's answers.

Zhao Ji'an stretched out his head to look inside, he found a hot spring here, and he also accompanied his master to come twice, how could he ...... Well, it must be the master's cleanliness habit, and I don't want others to come here to soak in the hot springs.

Chu Lin leaned towards the top of the mountain, and Zhao Ji'an followed with all his strength. At the top of the mountain, the north wind hunts, overlooking from top to bottom, the farmland and cottages are as small as chess.

"Ji'an, this is the boundary of Qinghe County?" Chu Lin asked inexplicably.

"Yes, just to the east." Zhao Ji'an pointed to the distance, and when he looked at it, the outline of the city was blurred.

Chu Lin glanced at the farmhouse twice, made a mistake, and jumped towards the tent.