The sound of the sudden intrusion attracted the attention of everyone present, and Lin Fuer also looked at it.

The one who spoke turned out to be a beautiful boy who had always been silent? Xuanmo?

Xuanmo wants to go with her? Lin Fu'er drew a big question mark in his brain.

Xuanmo, Lin Fuer has seen it a few times, but she has never spoken, even if she takes the initiative to greet Xuanmo, people have never paid attention.

In Lin Fuer's impression, Xuan Mo is a very silent, very silent, and quite low-key person, except for the teacher in the school, he doesn't seem to be close to anyone, and he seems to be able to say a few words to anyone.

Except for her Lin Fuer, the first time they met, this guy had a stinky face.

Lin Fu'er knew that Xuan Mo didn't like her.

I don't like her, but I want to walk with her? Lin Fuer was a little confused.

"That's fine." Wei Zichen heard Xuan Mo's words, thought about it for a while, nodded and said.

He didn't, asked Lin Fu'er's opinion, and said directly to Xiaoma and He Ping: "Two, don't look at Xuanmo's young age, he has always had an opinion, and he will definitely not cause trouble to the two of you." ”

The reason why Wei Zichen followed the conversation, helped Xuan Mo speak, and decided this matter was mainly because he was worried about Lin Fu'er, and he was sure of Xuan Mo's ability.

Xuan Mo, twelve years old this year, is one of the first people to enter the Jialan Academy after Cheng Ru took over the reorganization.

In the entrance exam, Xuan Mo's academic literature can only be regarded as upper-middle, but his attainments in martial arts are quite good, and even the martial arts teaching of the academy cannot easily beat him.

It was precisely knowing this, with him with him, Wei Zichen was very relieved.

When Wei Zichen spoke, Xiao Ma and Heping's expressions were stunned, and then they glanced at each other, smiled and nodded, which was regarded as responding to Xuan Mo and Wei Zichen's request.

Lin Fuer sat in the carriage returning home in a daze, and in the carriage, there was also Xuanmo who closed his eyes as soon as he got on the car, and there were obviously some people who were not close to him.

…… This person is really strange, unfamiliar, and still has to go along, go along, and don't speak, what does he mean?

Although Lin Fu'er had doubts in her heart, she was still a little grateful to Xuan Mo, compared to Xiao Ma and Heping, Xuan Mo, who studied in the same school, made her feel more secure.

The carriage traveled in snow, and according to the thickness of the snow that Lin Fu'er saw in the Jialan Academy, the carriage must have been very difficult, but the truth was beyond Lin Fu'er's expectations.

Because the snow on the official road has been cleared, although it is not as cool as the ground without snow, there is very little snow left on the road, and it does not affect the hurry.

Lin Fuer was a little surprised, there were no snow shovels this year, and the snow on the road was cleared, which could only be man-made.

It is understandable to say that the snow in front of each house has been cleared.

The snow on the village streets is cleared, which can also be explained.

But this is the road outside the village, and the carriage has been driving away from Jialan County for more than half an hour.

For more than half an hour, the road has always been unblocked, which is equivalent to the snow on this section of the road, which has been carefully swept away.

It's a bit of a surprise.

Lin Fu'er was puzzled in her heart, and couldn't help asking, "Uncle Pony, is the snow on this road being cleared?" "That's the case, Lin Fuer wants to know, who is clearing the snow?

"Hehe, Fu'er doesn't know!" The pony laughed, "There's another story here." ”

A good story? Hearing Xiao Ma say this, Lin Fu'er's eyes instantly lit up and she was full of interest.

"Uncle Pony, let's talk about it, tell me about it, what's the story?" Lin Fuer approached the pony and asked eagerly.

The pony glanced at the few people in the carriage and said with a smile: "I heard that when the first emperor was still the prince, he was framed, the prince's mansion was investigated, and everyone in the prince's mansion was exiled.

On the way to exile, the crown prince was chased and killed, and the crown princess put on the prince's robe and led away the killer.

But the prince hid in a cave and escaped, and when the pursuers retreated, the prince came out again, but the heavy snow blocked the road.

Seeing that the road is difficult, there is no hope of escape.

It was the crown princess who led away the killer, turned back after getting out, mobilized the local people, and shoveled a way with a shovel to rescue the prince.

Helping the prince of sin, or will be condemned.

But I don't want to, it was the ploy of the first emperor.

Banishing the prince to paralyze the people behind the scenes, so as to lure out the black hand and eradicate it. ”

Later, the crown prince returned to the palace and successfully ascended the throne! After ascending the throne, the emperor issued a decree to reward the people who had helped them through the difficulties, and also encouraged the people to shovel snow to clear the road for the benefit of pedestrians. ”

He Ping nodded, and followed Xiaoma's words and said: "The emperor's golden mouth, his words have been valued by all parties, and whenever it snows in the past few years, the magistrates will organize the people to go out to shovel snow. ”

"Yes, that's the convenience of pedestrians." The pony was still smiling.

Lin Fu'er was amazed when he heard it, he had really never heard of it, but the emperor and his old man said a word, and I don't know if the magistrate 'organized' the people to shovel snow, did he really rely on his appeal? !

Lin Fuer's heart rose a little wave, in terms of the current living situation of the people in China, compared with Lin Fuer's impression, the life of the ancient people in the previous life is much superior.

According to this, it is not very likely that the magistrate will use coercive means to organize the people to shovel snow.

Thinking about it like this, Lin Fuer nodded secretly, feeling a little more good about this era.

"Humph!" Suddenly, a cold snort came into my ears.

Lin Fu'er followed the sound and saw Xuan Mo with his eyes closed, and he didn't know when he opened his eyes, and his squinted eyes were full of coldness at this moment.

Lin Fu'er was secretly shocked in her heart, and then she saw Xuan Mo close her eyes again. I closed my eyes, but the coldness did not dissipate.

Not only that, Lin Fu'er even felt the killing intent from Xuan Mo's body, and there was a strong hatred in that killing intent.

Hate? Xuan Mo has hatred in his heart, where does his hatred come from?

Lin Fu'er also narrowed her eyes, it was because Xiaoma and He Ping told a good story about the royal family that Xuan Mo showed such an expression, could it be that Xuan Mo's hatred is related to the current royal family?

With the royal family, there is a vendetta?!

If this matter is true, then the origin of Xuanmo must be not small.

Thinking of a possibility, Lin Fu'er looked at Xuan Mo carefully. is obviously only a twelve-year-old boy, but the whole person feels old and serious, as if he has experienced decades of wind and frost.

Lin Fu'er retracted her gaze and saw that Xiaoma and He Ping were talking about other things, and did not notice the change in Xuan Mo's demeanor, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Fuer was a little sympathetic to Xuan Mo, and a little distressed about this twelve-year-old child.

It's so small, but it's too much to endure too soon.

Now that I think about it, his performance on weekdays is as forbearance as he is at the moment.

What his future will be is still uncertain, but Lin Fuer hopes that the young man can live an easier life.