He pulled out his sword and opened the stance, the sword was out of the sheath, and people automatically gathered in a circle, pointing at Xiang Yang's moves: "This kid has filial piety, and he sells his art to save his mother." [Biqu Pavilion free reading.]"

The more people surrounded, Xiang Yang showed all the moves that his father usually taught him: "Good, good." The cheers continued.

At this time, a luxurious chariot drove through the street, the chauffeur in a gray shirt heard the applause, looked up and glanced at the crowd, and saw that in the crowd, a ten-year-old boy was holding a sword, the sword body was slender and light, the swordsmanship was mainly fast, preconceived, attack-based, the body was smart, the sword walked the wing, and the snake dragon swam. The moves are exquisite, and the tricks are exquisite.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he unconsciously tightened the reins and slowed down the car, at this time, the curtain of the car was lifted a corner, and a pair of bright eyes swept coldly towards the excited crowd, and his eyes also fell on the little boy who made the sword.

The coachman immediately sensed that the curtain of the car had been lifted, and his heart moved, and with a "whoosh" sound, he pulled the reins and called the horses to stop.

Pedestrians on the side of the road do not look at the people in the car, and just by the two BMWs in the car, they can guess that the people in the car are either official or rich, and their status is noble.

Who in Qiguo has such a big deal and has two sweaty BMWs to pull the car for him at the same time? Only one sweat and blood treasure is worth a lot of money in the Western Regions, and there are few sweat and blood BMWs in the Western Regions to pay tribute to Qiguo, and the chauffeur uses two sweat and blood BMWs at the same time when he goes out of the house, and he can guess who the person in the chariot is.

The pedestrians on the side of the road looked at the driver again, he was by no means an ordinary person, he had a long face with Chinese characters, slender eyes, and the essence of the slender eyes flashed, and every move and style were practitioners. This person is calm and introverted, and he does things neatly.

Some people recognized him, he was the prince's butler Fu Bo, the person who could let the housekeeper of the palace drive himself, and he didn't have to think about it to know that only the prince could drive the grand butler. He personally bent down to drive the car for the prince.

From this, people are convinced that the person sitting in the car is the prince.

"The prince is here." Pedestrians took the initiative to give way, secretly frightened: What alarmed the prince?

People worship the god-like god of war in their hearts, hoping that the prince will lift the curtain and let people witness the prince's sassy and heroic appearance.

People stood on the side of the road and stopped to watch, following the chariot with respectful eyes, the prince passed by here, people took a detour, gave way to the chariot, and let the chariot go first. As the cart drove through the busiest part of the street, the horse neighed and stopped beside the crowd.

The two horses stood on the side of the road, flicking their tails, ignoring the secretly surprised gazes of the people, holding their heads high and looking on guard, pulling the chariot at any time.

Fuber jumped off the car, cherished the shiny BMW, gently stroked, let the horse relax, stay on the side of the road and eat grass quietly, the BMW is quite human, immediately stiff body softened, slowly lowered his head, snorted, and ate the tender grass on the ground unhurriedly.

After Fu Bo calmed the BMW, he approached the window and asked in a low voice: "Lord Wang, there is a ten-year-old man in the crowd who is playing with a sword, go down to take a look, please wait for the prince." ”

A lazy voice came from the car: "En"

Fu Bo turned around sharply and squeezed into the crowd, just in time to see that the young man had finished a set of swordsmanship, and came to ask people for a reward with a bowl, and when he saw a ingots falling from the bowl, his eyes were straight, and he couldn't believe that it was real.

A well-wisher reminded him: "Hurry up and thank the benefactor, this is a real ingot." Well, your mother is saved. ”

A word wakes up the dreamer.

Xiang Yang immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the well-wisher: "Thank you, uncle, thank you uncle for saving your life, great kindness and great virtue can not be repaid, as long as you command, I will go to the soup and fire, and repay Uncle for saving his life." ”

Fu Bo stepped forward to help Xiang Yang, pulled him out of the crowd, and took his hand kindly: "Okay, it is worthy of being Xiang Zhenwu's descendant, being a man who dares to take responsibility, has a sense of responsibility, has filial piety and filial piety, I like it." ”

Xiang Yang was stunned: "Uncle, how do you know my father's name." ”

A smile appeared on Fu Bo's face: "All of your moves are inherited from your father's moves, and your starting style is like this, right?" ”

He picked up a branch from the ground and made a random movement, Xiang Yang was surprised: "Uncle, you know my father." ”

Fu Bo nodded with a smile: "Child, I am old friends with your father, you can call me Fu Bo in the future." ”

Xiang Yang was full of joy, but he didn't expect that at the moment of crisis, his father's friend helped him, and he hurriedly made a big gift: "Thank you Fubo for saving your life." In the future, Xiangyang is willing to follow the power of dogs and horses. Repay your uncle's kindness. ”

Fuber took his hand, looked him up and down, and liked it more and more: "Child, you should thank the prince, it was the prince who rescued your mother." Come here, I'll take you to meet the prince. ”

Fu Bo took Xiang Yang's hand, came to the side of the car and stopped, and introduced Xiang Yang to the prince: "Lord Wang, this little boy is Xiang Zhenwu's son, his name is Xiang Yang, he is ten years old this year, he is very well-behaved and likable, he saves his mother by performing on the side of the road, and he has filial piety, I think it is good." ”

Xiang Yang followed Fu Bo to the carriage, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head to thank the prince: "Thank you, prince." ”

Xiang Yang was very grateful to the prince for saving his life, and felt that he had not fully expressed his meaning, and then saluted the prince again, and respectfully thanked him again: "The great kindness of the prince, Xiang Yang is unforgettable." ”

The prince glanced at Xiang Yang, nodded slightly, lowered the curtain, and closed his eyes with false twilight.

After Xiang Yang thanked the prince, he saw that the prince began to rest, so he said to Fu Bo: "Fu Bo, my mother is sick, I want to go home and ask Lang Zhong to give my mother medicine to cure her illness." ”

Fu Bo smiled and praised: "What a filial child, Xiang Zhenwu has a son, it is very comforting, and the old man is one step ahead." ”

Xiang Yang watched the carriage speed away with gratitude, and he also went home.

When he went home to see his mother, who was still in good spirits and sat on a low slump to rest, he took out the ingots, and before he could explain things clearly, his mother cried out: "My son, where did this ingots come from?" Ill-gotten gains are not advisable! ”

Xiang Yang climbed into bed, hugged his mother, and very happily stuffed the ingots into his mother's hands: "Mother, the child's filial piety has touched the heavens, this ingots are rewarded to the child by the prince, and it is not ill-gotten gains." ”

So, Xiang Yang briefly told his mother about the experience of seeing the prince and Fu Bo,

Then he looked at his mother and said softly: "Mother, the child will go and ask you Langzhong to check your pulse." ”

The mother gently touched his head: "Good boy, thank you for your hard work, I have an old disease, I will be fine after a few days of rest, this ingot of silver is kept, and it will be used urgently in the future." ”

Mother's eyes were reluctant, with tears in her eyes, she didn't say a word, just hugged Xiang Yang silently, Xiang Yang also felt her mother's sorrow, thinking that her mother was unwell and in a bad mood, so she snuggled in her mother's arms and hugged her mother to comfort her.

After a long time, the mother sighed: "Child." I wronged you, and when you were young, you went out to roam the rivers and lakes at a young age, selling art to earn money to save your mother, and your filial piety is commendable. The mother couldn't bear it. ”

When Xiang Yang heard it, he thought it was something, which made his mother sigh, it turned out that it was the art to earn money that made his mother feel distressed, and he was busy comforting: "Mother, you don't have to blame yourself, my father often warns the child, saying that I am a man, I should go to the rivers and lakes to wander from a young age, I go out to perform is also a kind of experience, this kind of experience is not once, twice, it shows that the child has grown up, and he will have to be alone in the future." ”

The mother touched his little head, and was speechless for a long time, and after a long while, she sighed again: "Good boy, Xiangjia is in the middle of the road, and the revitalization of Xiangjia really depends on you." ”

Before his mother could finish the rest of the words, his father entered the house, and he heard his mother babbling, and interrupted his mother dissatisfiedly: "What does a woman know about the family, and who said that he is in the middle of the family?" ”

The father came over, pulled Xiang Yang by his side, and sighed on the topic just now: "Your mother has a sentence that is right, your father is old, you are the only son of the Xiang family, and the revitalization of the Xiang family depends on you." Wherever and what will happen in the future? You have to take the family as your responsibility and the family as the priority. ”

Xiang Yang nodded as if he didn't understand: "Father's education of children should be remembered." I am the son of the Xiang family, and I must put the Xiang family first. ”

After receiving Xiang Yang's reply, a smile finally appeared on his father's gloomy face, while his mother's face became even more ugly.

The father glanced at the mother, and the mother, with tears in her eyes, got up and went to cook porridge. brought two bowls of porridge and handed one bowl to Xiang Yang: "The child is hungry, finish drinking the porridge." ”

Xiang Yang took the porridge, stayed aside and drank it immediately.

A bowl of porridge in his hand was handed to his husband, and Xiang Zhenwu casually pushed the bowl over, complaining: "You have to be careful with your body, don't stay up late and drag your body down, so that people can worry about you." ”

He told Xiang Yang to accompany his mother at home, he went into the house to change into clean clothes, didn't drink a sip of water, and hurriedly went out again.

He found Fu Bo and asked Fu Bo to come to the restaurant for dinner again, and after he was full of wine and food, his father handed Fu Bo a bag of silver: "Fu Bo, please smile if you have a little heart." ”

Fu Bo pushed the silver away and whispered, "I also know that you are a righteous man, entrusted by others, and loyal to others. ”

Xiang Zhenwu saw that Fu Bo was very bold, and immediately asked in a low voice: "Forgive me for being stupid, Fu Bo, did the matter I asked you last time have been settled?" Please speak up. ”

"The county lord is the prince's beloved daughter, who dares to delay the county lord's affairs, I will tell the prince about it when I return home, today I will arrange for the prince to see Ling Gongzi, he looks very handsome, and the prince is very satisfied."