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This year, Hua was thirteen years old.

His two elder brothers, under the leadership of their father, have taken care of some state affairs.

Thirteen-year-old Hua has a long and thin figure, black hair and red lips. The face is almost transparent. This kind of transparency, with a kind of pallor that Wei Luo can't replenish fluids.

She knew that this son was not anemic, and his black hair was black and smooth. His ink pupils were extremely clear, and when he squinted, he had a cold murderous aura just like his father. This child's face is white, it's natural.

It's just that this face as white as snow, with red lips and ink pupils, even Wei Luo has to admit that this child's beauty has surpassed her and Jingling.

This kid looks like a demon.

However, at this time, Hua, anyone can tell his gender at a glance. This point still makes Wei Luo very satisfied.

Seeing Hua's appearance, Wei Luo was really not at ease, so she took the trouble to tell her son about her swordsmanship and comprehension in detail.

Fortunately, Andy's swordsmanship is really talented, although it is not as good as Wei Luo, but when he was thirteen years old, he had reached the level of a great swordsman.

Moreover, this kid is very quiet, Wei Luo doesn't want him to leave the palace, so he really doesn't go out of the palace, and spends all his time on reading and practicing swords.

Originally, Jing Ling did not approve of raising his son as a daughter, but every time he saw Hua's face, he frowned.

Wei Luo, who was standing beside him, was a little worried that if Jingling became ruthless, he would make his son's face scratch. It is estimated that Yihua's kind of character will allow his father to scratch his face.

So, Wei Luo stayed by his son's side like a hen every time.

This made Jingling cry and laugh. He is dignified, Jun, although he doesn't like his son to be born so beautifully, he will never have such a ridiculous idea. This child doesn't know how his head was born.

On this day, on the official road leading to the Acropolis, several carriages walked.

The carriage was inconspicuous and lacked any signs on it.

Wei Luo lazily leaned in Jingling's arms, through the crack in the curtain, she looked at the lush fields outside, and said with a smile: "The Acropolis is very rich. ”

Jing Ling closed his eyes and ignored her.

Gradually, there was a commotion outside.

But it was the carriage that reached the outskirts of the Acropolis.

Wei Luo stretched out his head to take a look, but found that the river was pink and green, and it was delicate. The laughter stopped from time to time, and the figure of a pair of running children reminded her that it was spring, and when the flowers were in full bloom, young men and women wanted to go on a date while stepping on spring.

At that moment, Wei Luo turned his head grinning and shouted into the carriage behind: "Chengshi, Run, Hua'er." ”

The curtains of the three carriages shook at the same time.

Only Run honestly stretched out his head, looked at his mother, and asked, "What did Mother command?" ”

Wei Luo laughed, she raised her eyebrows, and was about to speak.

At this moment, from the carriage closest to her, there was a deep and powerful sarcastic voice from the young teacher, "What can she do?" Today is the last day, and she has a whim, and wants to ask me to jump out of the carriage and laugh with the girls. ”

As soon as Chengshi's voice fell, Wei Luo was already annoyed and angry: "Chengshi, if you don't speak, you don't think you're dumb!" ”

Her face was already crimson with anger.

Staring at Chengshi's carriage, Wei Luo was already angry: Why did she give birth to this one son? Every time she thought of something funny, he didn't even look at it, and he knew it clearly?

When Wei Luo gasped, Jing Ling opened his eyes, glanced at his whirring wife, bent his thin lips upward, and shook his head. This kind of thing happens every day, and he is used to it.

At this time, the curtain of the car flickered, and Hua's beautiful angry face stretched out.

He glanced at the laughing crowd by the river, turned to Wei Luo and asked, "Mother, is this river deep at night?" ”

For a while, all day long, he threw bamboo pieces and wooden blocks into the river to practice light exercises. This is Hua's hobby, and he is obsessed with it and enjoys it. This time, if it weren't for the whole family acting together, he would have to come. Yihua's character will definitely stay in the palace and continue to practice day and night.

When Wei Luo saw him looking at the river, his eyes lit up. Hurriedly said: "This river is not fun, let's talk about it when we get to the Acropolis." ”

At the same time, Run's laughing voice also came, "Hua, you can't go." As soon as you go, the young men of the Acropolis will lose their love. ”

Hua glared at Run.

Run's tongue stuck out, and with a smile, he retracted his head. He took out a few pieces of wood, ran through the curtain of the car, squinted at the river, and secretly thought: This road is a few feet higher than the river, and if you release this wooden kite, you will definitely be able to fly hundreds of steps.

When he thought of this, his heart burned.

Jun quietly glanced at the carriage that was walking in front. In there, there is his majestic father, and his mother, who is excellent in martial arts. If he didn't do it properly, he was afraid that the thing wouldn't take off, and his mother would pull him off. Then the father must have been reprimanded again.

It's just a matter of being severely reprimanded, the main thing is that you can't be caught by your mother.

This wooden kite, he has quietly tried a dozen times, and each time it flies smoothly, it is already very safe. What is hateful is that he is not like Hua, who has the talent to practice swords, and he has no light skills. Therefore, his mother was worried that he would fall and be disabled, so she was very strict.

Grit your teeth and get into the carriage. He opened the collapse and lifted a piece of the wall of the car, and it was full of cut wood, and as long as he assembled it, it was a large wooden kite that was a foot wide.

Convoys, marching unhurriedly.

Unconsciously, Run's carriage has fallen to the end.

Hua stuck his head out unintentionally.

As soon as he poked his head out, he saw the second brother Run, and at some point, he actually stood on the roof of the carriage. In his hand, he held a huge wooden bird.

Just as Hua was about to scream, the wooden bird in Run's hand spread its wings and rushed into the air. At the same time, Run's hands clasped a rope on the wooden bird's belly, and he actually followed the wooden bird, staggering across the official road and flying into the river.

Gradually, the people on the embankment discovered this scene. They looked up at the same time and opened their mouths wide. Watching this scene in disbelief.

Hua narrowed his eyes.

Just as the wooden bird flew into the lake, he leaped and jumped out of the carriage.

As soon as the person took off, Hua's right hand was raised.

With a whoosh, a rope swung out like lightning, accurately relapsing the midline of the woodbird's abdomen.

So, dressed in white, the ink method fluttered, and with a kick of his feet, the whole person stepped on the rope, like a god coming from the wind, and swept lightly towards the wooden bird.

Jun watched this scene dumbfounded.

Until the white figure sat firmly on him to the wooden bird. Runcai shouted angrily, "Hua, you, you kid, brother has done it yet!" ”

Helplessly, the wind was too strong, and he opened his mouth, and the madness that came from him blew all his voices away. I don't know how many words fell into Hua's ears.

Hua sat steadily on the wooden bird, he glanced lightly at the second brother who was holding the rope in both hands and hanging under the wooden bird, the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The wind was blowing.

Hua's white clothes are flying in the wind. His stunningly beautiful countenance, as the wooden bird gradually sank, clearly revealed to the eyes of the people on the riverbank.

In a moment of dementia, several young men and women knelt down, and they shouted at Hua, "O Godman, O Godman." He must be the god of the winds. ”

As soon as these people shouted, everyone on the river bank came back to their senses from their amazement at the same time. All of a sudden, the noise and screams were endless.

At this time, their mother's angry roar was heard, "Two boys, I don't know if you are alive or dead? ”

With a roar, Wei Luo hurriedly jumped out of the carriage.

By this time, the wooden kite had slowly descended into the river.

Hua jumped up, jumped off the wooden kite flutteringly in white, and with a little tiptoe and a graceful spin, he landed gently on the tree by the river. As soon as he landed, the rope in his hand was flicked. With a whoosh, the rope was tightly wrapped around Run's waist, and he and the wooden bird were brought to the shore together.

After doing all this, Warren ignored his dementia, drooling young men and women, and his footsteps flashed onto the official road like bagpipes.

He came to his father and brother with a blue face, blinked his black eyes, pointed behind him, and said crisply: "When my son saw the second brother flying out, he jumped out for fear of losing it." ”

Panting and sweating profusely, Run, who was dragging his wooden bird to run, happened to hear this. He was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, and hurriedly shouted, "My brother jumped this time, and he actually jumped on my bird." He clearly wanted to show his light skills。。。。。。 ”

As soon as Run said this, Jing Ling was already blushing and shouted, "Shut up!" ”

He stared at his two sons coldly, and said coldly: "As brothers, they actually pass the buck to each other!" ”

Drinking this, Jingling flicked his long sleeves, turned around and got into the carriage, "Chengshi, this matter is up to you." ”

In an instant, the three boys all had a bitter face.

They turned their heads at the same time, looking at their mothers.

Wei Luo glared at the three of them, took a breath, and shouted towards Cheng Shi: "Heavy punishment!" The heavier, the better! With that, she took her daughter by the hand and walked back to the carriage.

Cheng Shi stared at his two younger brothers, and his handsome young face was already full of anger.

He was about to say something, when suddenly a few surprised and delicate voices came, "Oh, there is also a luxurious husband here." ‘

"Evil! The sky, the two husbands of Ang Ang, are as beautiful as gods and men. ”

"Two husbands, the spring breeze is like a sponge, the river is like waves, why don't you play with me?"

In the midst of these cries one after another, Run's head shrank and burrowed into his carriage.

Cheng Shi had a cold face, his long sleeves were raised, he ignored them, and walked to his carriage in an orderly manner.

As for Hua, the tips of his ears were red, he snorted lightly, pursed his lips, and his beautiful face showed an incomparable indifference, and he also walked towards his carriage.

The noise grew louder and louder, and more and more girls caught up with the riverbank.

Seeing that their carriage would be surrounded by the screaming and cheering maidens, their carriage would soon be surrounded by pink and green, and it would soon be surrounded to death. The riders shouted again and again, and rushed through the carriage. （…… ( Wise House Chinese No pop-up window, update timely)