"Lu Deng, how many times have I told you? You don't pay attention to the affairs of our family anymore, you are still young, and your father can solve these things. You don't want to make trouble for me anymore, okay? You don't learn from your brother, study hard all day long, practice our family's golden gun, this is our Lu family's son, look at it now, you know that in addition to blindly learning the golden gun, you pay attention to these things that you shouldn't pay attention to, you give me back to my own garden now, without my permission, you are not allowed to come out!" After the ten-year-old boy with a golden gun stepped into the mansion and told his father about his concerns, he was severely reprimanded by the middle-aged man in the golden robe, and he was even scolded by his father and placed under house arrest in disguise.

The young man reluctantly dragged the golden gun back to the courtyard where he lived, because he was the son of a concubine on weekdays, so he was often rejected by even the maid servants, and the young man known as "Lu Deng" was not good at socializing with others. Along the way, he silently endured the private contempt of many servants.

Lu Deng returned to the courtyard where he lived alone, and gently closed the dusty door. Suddenly, there was a loud "clang" sound directly outside the door, and the door was locked tightly from the outside. Now Lu Deng can communicate with the outside world is only a small iron window, and this window is also used by the servants outside to bring him food to ensure that he will not starve to death.

Lu Deng dragged the only golden gun that accompanied him, slowly returned to the room, he lay on the bed and looked at the distant ceiling, his heart swelled with thousands of feelings, I couldn't help it, I had to feel a lot of feelings.

Lu Deng lay down for a long time, he thought a lot, and recalled a lot, the hazy memories of his childhood and the care of his mother made him feel extremely warm for the only time in his life. As the so-called children of the poor are in charge of the family early, Lu Deng was born in the Lu family, a family in the south of the Yangtze River, even if the children in a family have three, six, nine and so on, Lu Deng is a child born to a concubine, and the status is naturally not high.

Two years after Lu Deng's birth, Lu Deng had a younger brother. Lu Deng's younger brother is from his father Lu Yi's main room, and he has been extremely talented and capable since he was a child. Lu Deng's father loves Wu and Wu, so he naturally doesn't like Lu Deng's taciturn and unspeakable son. As a result, Lu Deng naturally suffered this reprimand, and the servants who had a very stiff relationship with Lu Deng stayed away, and Lu Deng's mother also died two years ago. Now Lu Deng is completely alone, and he can't even find a person around him who can speak, Lu Deng can only suppress all the emotions in his heart, and gradually develop this habit of being taciturn.

Lu Deng secretly laughed at himself and said: "It's okay, only in this way, I can also concentrate on exercising my martial arts, and it just so happens that I don't want to get involved in this helpless thing anymore" Lu Xing once again recalled the only moonlight white in his life, his deceased mother, thinking about it, Lu Deng's strong appearance finally revealed a trace of sadness.

"Mother" Lu Deng waved his fist and the golden lacquer dragon spear that had been with him on the side of his pillow, jumped out of bed and knelt on the ground, his eyes were looking at the faintly moving clouds in the sky, Lu Deng clearly heard himself shouting loudly to the sky, "I will not let you down! Don't worry! Your son will definitely get ahead! Let all those who have insulted you and me pay!"

The wind and smoke are gone, and the sun is beginning to appear. The newly formed spring breeze swept across the land, setting off a scene of recovery, although now the south of Qi has been flooded many times, and most of the people's fields have been strongly impacted. However, many people have returned to their fields when there is no rain these days, and have begun to bring their ploughing cattle into the fields for a new round of cultivation in the spring.

At the head of the city of Ruocheng of Qi State, a young general in white armor stood on the city tower in the wind, and the young general in white armor leaned on the city tower with his right hand, looking at a stretch of city tower that faintly appeared in the clouds and mist in the distance. The young general's armor was lined with soft and precious fox fur, and although his eyes were bright, there was a faint look of worry in his eyes.

"Lord Jiang Meng, who has been gone for so many years, should theoretically come back, but why is there no news at all now" The young general in white armor stood on the city tower in the wind, and although his voice was flat, he looked a little worried.

The white-armored general was in his own contemplation, but was pulled back from his ideal reality by the shouts of a soldier who rushed up from the castle tower to report the news. "General Chen Jie's big thing is not good, the civil strife of the Yue people has united the feudal country and sent troops, the northern Licheng and Que cities have fallen, and the Xuancheng crisis has urgently summoned the national army to King Qin"

"What? Why hasn't the Yue clan been subjugated to our Great Qi for so many years, how can they say the opposite?" This general is the general Chen Jie who eliminated the Mingyue Heavenly Kingdom Rebellion with the alliance leader of the Demon Spirit Secret Envoy, after the war, Chen Jie was named the governor of Jiangnan soldiers and horses, and the governor deployed soldiers in the entire three cities in the south of the Yangtze River. He was now immersed in a faint thought of Jiang Mingcheng, but he was startled by the sudden thunderbolt on a sunny day.

The soldier who had delivered the message was out of breath and his clothes were in tatters, apparently the result of running for a long time. The soldier's voice was already a little out of breath, he sank his voice and told Chen Jie the ins and outs of the whole matter.

"That's the case, the patriarch of the Yue clan back then was Mo Lun, although this person didn't have any special ability, but being blessed by our Qi country was also a happy life, but not long ago, the courtier favored by the emperor today is Mo Lun's own brother Mocha, this Mocha has always had great ambitions, and his ability is stronger than his brother, he has always hated his brother and the Qi country that helped his brother ascend to the position of patriarch, but he has not shown it, and has become the favored minister of Xuan Le Jun, and now, This Mocha has returned to the Yue tribe with His Majesty's edict and runes, killed his brother by force, seized the position of the patriarch, and then immediately joined forces with the feudal war society of the feudal country, although the feudal war association did not give the Yue people too much help, but so many years of land division and exploitation have made many Yue people have already felt deeply dissatisfied with the politics of Qi country, so Mocha has captured Li Cheng and Que Cheng in the north, His Majesty urgently summoned the general, you take the army from the south to the rescue"

"Okay! I'm going to order troops!" Chen Jie didn't have time to think about anything, and immediately rushed down the city tower to the school to gather the generals and soldiers to prepare to send troops north.

At this moment, in a poplar forest not far from Ruocheng, a middle-aged man about thirty years old wearing a white cloak suddenly appeared on the side of the road, and no one could see how this figure appeared here. Behind him, a figure of a woman in a long pink dress flashed out. The two of them stood side by side outside the poplar forest, looking at the East Linguan, where only a silhouette could be faintly seen in the distance. Secretly sighed: "Uncle has really been gone for a long time and hasn't come back, I hope the gods will bless and wish my uncle an early return" The woman in the pink dress looked in the direction of Donglinguan in the distance, and secretly folded her hands and prayed.

The middle-aged man in the white cloak also sighed slightly, his gaze was very soft, looking at the Donglinguan in the distance in the mist. A magical thought suddenly popped up in the middle-aged man's mind, and he quickly turned around and said to the woman beside him, "Senior sister, why don't we run a school?"

"Ahh

"Qing'er" The middle-aged man stepped forward and grabbed the red-faced, holy jade hand beside him that was as clear as a snow lotus, and said softly: "Do you remember the last time the two of us went to Huicheng was the boy who prayed to us on the side of the road?"

The woman beside her was instantly relieved after his reminder, and she nodded hurriedly. "Of course I remember, he seems to be the same size as Chong'er Shan'er, but unfortunately he forgot to ask what the child's name was when he was in a hurry."

"This child, his name is Yang Shiping" When the woman was trying her best to recall the name, the man next to her suddenly rolled his lips up and down slightly, and spit out a name that had already been imprinted in his heart.