King Huajun, whose mother was originally an ordinary concubine, but because she was favored by Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan, she became one of the four imperial concubines, Hua Guifei, one of the four imperial concubines, and her mother was noble, and King Huajun was destined to get a lot of attention after he was born. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Since he was sensible, King Huajun has been surrounded by many people, cabinet ministers are enlightened for Mr., martial saint Hong Xuanji teaches fists and feet, and Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan has a small reward in half a month and a big reward in January.

It can be said that King Huajun's limelight even overshadowed the crown prince when he was a child.

But the good times didn't last long, and the little King Huajun developed a high-flying, arrogant and arrogant character, and disdained anyone.

thinks that between heaven and earth, the emperor is the eldest, the mother is the second, and the king of Huajun is the third, and even the prince is not inferior.

As soon as this incident came out, the queen of the world immediately got the news, and the sentence "There is no way to teach the son", the court scolded Huajun Wang's mother Hua Guifei with a cane for thirty, and the skin was opened, and she lost face.

Hua Guifei endured the pain and cried to Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan, who read the folds, but Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan only said plainly, "The fault of the son is also the fault of the mother", and continued to review the folds.

Hua Guifei couldn't believe her ears when she heard this, and she didn't know how to get out of the Qianyuan Palace.

The news spread, and King Huajun was impeached by the imperial historian the next day, saying: The prince Yang Hua is frivolous and arrogant, has no dignity and etiquette, and should go to the Zongren Mansion to repent.

What kind of place is Zongren's Mansion, it is a place for the royal waste to retire.

The Daqian Dynasty was extremely strict with the education of the prince, and at the age of three, he was equipped with a special master, who studied and practiced martial arts, and the emperor personally checked every three or five times.

If it is unqualified, it is a severe punishment, ten times more severe than the average aristocratic family education child.

Moreover, after reaching adulthood at the age of fifteen, the prince will go to the army to work and hone and accumulate military merits.

If it is a useless son, if the text is not successful, the martial arts are not enough, even if the prince and the title are not canonized, there is only a meager salary, and all of them are arranged by the Zongren Mansion to provide for the elderly, and they are not allowed to leave the manor for the rest of their lives, which is equivalent to a confinement.

Hua Guifei was almost stupid when she heard this, and that night she took the king of Huajun to kneel in front of the Qianyuan Hall and admit her mistake.

The literary style of the Great Qianhuang Dynasty was at its peak, and if the sentence "no respect and humility etiquette" was true, the world would be so big, no matter where he went in the future, he would be pointed at his nose by the scholars and scolded, and he could not refute it, and even, if the emperor committed such a mistake, he was likely to be deposed by the Qing ministers and Mingliu.

Therefore, Hua Guifei had to kneel and admit punishment for her son's future outlet.

As the saying goes: How ruthless emperors have been since ancient times!

In the end, although Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan suppressed the impeachment of the courtiers, he demoted Hua Guifei to a nobleman, from the imperial concubine to the nobleman, and degraded four levels in a row, which can be said to be the ruthlessness of the emperor's family.

Within two months, Huaguiren's injuries worsened, and with the anger in his heart, he died of illness.

The prince Yang Hua suffered a heavy blow, but he is the prince in the end, unlike ordinary people who choose to live for a lifetime, he is like an enlightened person, he got rid of his bad habits, worked hard, and concentrated on learning literature and martial arts, vowing to impress Emperor Yang Pan and hundreds of officials and ministers, and to wash away grievances for his mother.

After reaching adulthood at the age of fifteen, Yang Hua went to the army alone to sharpen, although there was no financial support, but with real learning, he calmed down, and spent five years learning everything in the army.

At the age of 20, he led his troops to suppress bandits for the first time, and used 500 soldiers to kill 5,000 bandits, defeating the strong with the weak, and the casualties were less than ten fingers.

At the age of twenty-five, he was transferred to the border town of the Eastern Grassland, commanded 5,000 soldiers and horses to defend a tribe of the Yunmeng Empire, and experienced hundreds of large and small wars in three years.

Although these credits are enough to be crowned a prince if they are put on other princes, Yang Hua is satisfied.

After all, his foundation is too thin, and he left a comment of "no dignity and etiquette" when he was young, so he has nothing to fight for, as long as he achieves his goal.

But the development of things is often so unsatisfactory, just when Yang Hua was rewarded by the imperial court, returned to Beijing to report on his work, and was about to impress Emperor Yang Pan, a premeditated attack suddenly came.

Under the dim sky, the rain is like a curtain, dripping like beads, endlessly.

Gotta get it!

On the official road leading to Yujing, the capital of the Great Qianguo, the sound of hooves is bursting, and where it passes, there are shallow pits left on the ground, muddy water splashes in all directions, and a team of more than 20 people is dressed in robes, covered with armor, straddles horses, guards a richly decorated carriage, and braves the heavy rain to move forward.

These people are tall, carrying standard sabers, their faces are cut with knives and axes, and the rain drops into their eyes only blinking, not even wiping, showing their unchanging character, the most peculiar thing is that the front of the team is a dragon-patterned flag, obviously a certain prince and grandson.

"This weather ......"

The curtain of the gorgeous carriage was suddenly opened, and a young man with a resolute face poked his head out, put his hand on the lotus canopy, looked up at the low drizzly sky, and asked softly: "Mr. Liu, the heavens are not beautiful, can the brothers still hold on, how many miles away from Yujing City?" ”

It was raining continuously, and these people under him were all good brothers who were born and died, and they traveled thousands of miles in a day, and I am afraid that their bodies have long been exhausted.

"Lord Yu, brothers have entered Yunmeng with you a few times in and out, the sword mountain and the sea of fire have all been seen, how can this little rain block our way, now it is only five hundred miles away from Yujing City, and it will arrive at night." Mr. Liu pinched his fingers and said with a heroic smile.

He was in his thirties, slender, white as snow, with a pair of bold but clever eyes on his slashed face, a laughing expression and five long beards, dressed in a scribe's attire, and heroic and free, like a composite of a military advisor and a general.

"Tell the brothers to drink a few sips of the spirits invented by the champion Hou to warm up and drive away the cold." Huajun Wang Yang Hua said that he was silent for a while, and then said: "Two hundred miles away from Yujing City, let's stay on the horse and rest overnight, and then march to Yujing early tomorrow morning." ”

"What does the prince mean...... I understand. Mr. Liu was stunned for a moment, and then said.

"Brothers, the prince has an order, drink wine to warm up, and you don't have to worry about the regulations in the army!" Mr. Liu let out a loud shout.

"Oh...... Drink! Haunt the Cold! ”

The army is full of heroic men who lick blood from the knife edge, and there is no time when they need spirits more than at this moment, and they all drink excitedly.

Listening to the cheers of his henchmen outside, Yang Hua, the king of Huajun, was full of joy, but when he thought of Yujing City, which was five hundred miles away, he sneered in his heart.

"Tomorrow when I enter Beijing, this king wants to see whether the imperial historians who have impeached me will worship me or not when they see me, the king of Huajun who has no respect and etiquette."

"Worship me, the words of impeachment are self-defeating, the prince's throne is not far away, and the mother's grievances will soon be washed away; If you don't worship, you are traitors who have no dignity and etiquette! ”

"And that queen from the saint family, secretly calculated my mother, causing her to die early, this blood feud I Yang Hua will have to avenge sooner or later!"

When he arrived at his destination, the sky gradually darkened, and the rain continued to fall, and the official road was deserted, only the grass was swaying with the wind under the rainy night.

In the dense forest that stretches in the distance, the shadows of the trees are swaying, like a devil, jumping back and forth with their teeth and claws, making people's hearts chill, and the mountain wind is whistling, like a ghost crying wolf, which is extremely terrifying.

"This flat land has less mud and water, so I'll sleep here tonight."

Yang Hua, the king of Huajun, found that there was a flat land next to the road, the terrain was low on all sides, and the rain was flowing downstream, so he stopped, asked his men to park the carriage, and erected several large cowhide military tents.

A bonfire was lit, a copper kettle was set up to boil water, and meat was stewed for cooking.

The group was all men in the army, marching and fighting all day long, and doing these things was as simple as eating and drinking, and it was quickly completed.

Yang Hua, the king of Huajun, lost his mother since he was a child, he was used to being lonely and lonely, and he did not smile at outsiders, but he treated his brothers equally, he called a group of twenty-five people into the big tent, everyone gathered together, ate and drank, talked about the north and the south, and was very happy.

At this moment, under the rainy night, nine divine lights suddenly flew from afar, and the speed was extremely fast, cutting through the air behind him, and a slight fire tail burst out, like a meteorite.

"Huh!" Mr. Liu, who was drinking tea, was shocked, stood up suddenly, strode to the door of the tent, and stared at it, but saw that in the divine light, there was actually a man with a well-proportioned figure, a jade crown on his head, and a purple airflow between his eyebrows.

"Not good! It's a ghost and immortal powerhouse...... Enemy attack! ”

Seeing the visitor, Mr. Liu's color changed, and he immediately shouted urgently.

"Protect the prince and go first!"

The sergeants immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks, and carried knives to pierce the armor, four of the soldiers pulled Yang Hua, the king of Huajun, one of them waved a knife to split the tent, and opened the road first, and the four of them followed closely and went out, the speed was extremely fast, as if it had been tempered by a thousand hammers.

"Let go of this king, this king will fight with you!" Yang Hua, the king of Huajun, hurriedly struggled and shouted angrily, but was held down by a majestic soldier.

"Lord Wang, the person who came is from the realm of ghosts and immortals, Mr. Liu is a great master of martial arts, and he forms a military formation with all the brothers, he can resist for a while, take advantage of this opportunity, we will escort you away first......"

The majestic soldier is a congenital martial artist, and he is a big realm higher than Yang Hua, the king of Huajun in the realm of martial artists, and he and the three of them work together to restrain Yang Hua and rush away.

"Where to go!"

The jade-crowned man in the divine light shouted, the sound shook for miles, and the sound of the oscillating sound waves bleeds the ears of several soldiers on the ground with less skill.

"Array!"

Mr. Liu drew his sword and shouted, and the twenty sergeants quickly raised their swords and shields and roared into the sky.

Suddenly, a blood-colored military aura rushed to the sky, murderous, and the ghosts and gods were cleared!