The capital of the Jin Dynasty was named Panyang.

It is said that Panyang City has three uniques.

One is a pot of immortals drunk in the drunken immortal residence, and you can overlook the mountains and rivers after being drunk.

The second is to smile and lie on the knees of the beauty in the Mercy Fragrance Pavilion, smell the fragrance and know the beauty, as if the most beautiful thing in the world is the April day in the Mercy Fragrance Pavilion.

The third is the ninth son of the Chen family, the king of Jin, who disdains the prince to be a son, and the royal family calls him stubborn and ignorant, and the folk say that he is a true temperament.

"Xiao Er, let's get drunk with another pot of immortals!" Chen Yuzhi crossed Erlang's legs, leaning on the window of the drunken immortal residence, looking leisurely and unrelated to Lao Tzu when the sky fell.

"Here you are. Xiao Er shouted.

The famous and sleek Xiao Er, holding a pot of immortal drunkenness, came to Chen Yuzhi's side, Nine Emperor Princes, the wine is here.

Chen Yuzhi's eyebrows flickered with a leisurely expression, and when he raised his eyes, he was full of coldness.

This drunken immortal residence shopkeeper is not something that anyone can do, and if you want to move freely between high-ranking officials and nobles and reckless men in the rivers and lakes, you rely on that eyesight.

Xiao Er shouted again: "Panyang Little Wine Fairy, the Ninth Prince is here, but there are strong men who dare to compete with him!"

After Chen Yu heard this, his expression softened, he snatched the emerald green ceramic wine jug from the small second-hand and poured it hard, "This immortal is really drunk and the more he drinks, the more tasteless he becomes, and he is not happy." ”

Xiao Er sneered and said, "How can it, it's the ninth prince, you drink more than before." ”

After speaking, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it's so dangerous, this Nine Emperors call themselves the Nine Princes, if they are called the Princes, it is to refute their faces, and they think that the tables, chairs, and wine pots of the Drunken Immortal Residence were not less tossed by this "son".

Chen Yan, the king of the Jin Dynasty, destroyed the Western Shu and Eastern Wu millions of heroes fifteen years ago, unified the Central Plains Continent, and established the Jin Dynasty.

The royal family is prosperous, and the king of Jin has nine sons, but the nine princes Chen Yuzhi is unwilling to be the prince, and he calls himself the nine princes on weekdays, and he is mixed in the city of Panyang, the national capital, but although people call themselves "nine princes", but after all, he is still the prince of the royal highness, how can ordinary people provoke, over time, these nine princes have become one of the three uniques of Panyang.

After Chen Yuzhi poured another pot of immortals drunk, he burped, and his face was already a little red.

With long black hair and a pair of red phoenix eyes, this is a woman's appearance, but this drinking arrogance, in this huge capital, there are few people who can match it.

"Childe, it's time to go to Yangming Academy. A girl hurriedly walked in from outside the drunken immortal residence, although the blue cloth was not luxurious, but it was clean, the clothes were like that, and the people were like that.

Chen Yuzhi swayed and got up, waved his big sleeves, stroked the saber on his waist, and said in a rare gentle tone: "Qingluo, prepare the car." ”

This kind of appearance, if some women and children from good families see it, they will definitely blush and heartbeat, and say that Fanghua should be like this.

Chen Yuzhi met an old acquaintance, Sun Beggar in ragged clothes, when he came out of the drunken immortal residence.

"Hey, Jiu Gongzi, I drank too much and went to school, don't make any jokes, after all, we are friends, don't mess with my old beggar's face. ”

Chen Yuzhi laughed, "When the master plucks the beard of the Taifu, he will come back and get drunk with you again, Xiao Er, a pot of good wine and a few stacks of side dishes, greet my friend." ”

Sun beggar came to Chen Yuzhi's seat and sat down, thinking in his heart, looking at Chen Yuzhi who was gradually moving away, his eyes were deep, as if he could see through the heart of this stubborn son.

Xiao Er saw that the main owner was walking away, so he quipped: "You old beggar, you have the ability to climb the dragon and the phoenix, admire and admire." ”

The old beggar ignored him, and learned like Chen Yuzhi, crossed Erlang's legs, drank by himself, looked at the sky through the window and muttered: "It's going to change the sky, well, good wine!"

On the carriage, Chen Yuzhi lay on the lap of her personal maid Qingluo, while Qingluo gently massaged her master, looking at Chen Yuzhi's face that made the girl jealous.

"Childe, why do you always stay with that beggar, Qingluo is very puzzled. She asked softly.

Chen Yuzhi opened his eyes, reached out to stroke Qingluo's hair, laughed at himself, and sighed: "I, I think that Lao Sun and I are the same kind of people." ”

"Childe, the slave doesn't understand. Qingluo pursed her mouth, unable to figure it out.

"Although he called himself a beggar, I never saw him beg, and I never saw them stoop to the wilderness for the country and the people in the temple, full of benevolence and righteousness, and professed to be noble. ”

"The so-called high and low are just different paths between mountain birds and fish. ”

Qingluo smiled and joked to Chen Yuzhi, the slave maid is only shallow in learning, and she still can't think through it, but the child's knowledge, I think it is even higher than that of the Yang Ming Academy's Xiang Taifu.

"Noise. Chen Yuzhi let out a low voice, pretending to be angry and frowning.

Qingluo stuck out her tongue and said playfully: "Childe is still so good-looking with a frown." ”

Chen Yuzhi's face was expressionless, and he closed his eyes to recuperate.

Qingluo doesn't know the world, but she only knows that the happiness of her son is the top priority in her heart.

The carriage bypassed the Nancheng Taishi's Mansion until it reached the gate of Yangming Academy.

Every time Chen Yuzhi walks here, he will take a look at the plaque on the door of the school, the book on the plaque is the word "Wenkui", which is from the book saint Wang Lanzhi, the so-called layman looks lively, and the insider looks at the doorway, Chen Yuzhi can feel a trace of truth from it every time, it seems to be a sword intent, it seems to be a knife intent, it is unpredictable, and it will feel tired after a long time.

He rubbed his temples and walked into the school.

Yangming School has six halls, divided into three halls and three halls, the upper three halls have the seven laws of Yangming, with piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, tea to shine on the lintel, the lower three halls are also the king's grandchildren, all the eyes are rampant in the city.

With the strength of wine, Chen Yuzhi arrived at the lecture hall in a daze, at this time Xiang Taifu had already opened the hall, and when he saw him coming with a drunken body, he immediately blew his beard and stared, and his angry beard went to the sky, how could he still look like a scholar.

Everyone in the hall was silent with a smile, but they didn't dare to offend this famous prince.

"Yo, I think the Nine Emperor Princes have a good time drinking today, it's really worthy of being one of the three uniques of Panyang, haha. ”

The son of the Taishi heard that Xiao Ran made a lot of nonsense in public, and there was a hidden tendency to provoke the Nine Emperor Princes.

He didn't forget to fan the flames, and said to Xiang Taifu, who claimed to be in the same door as today's sage master: "It is a shame for such a drunken person to sit in the hall, and it is really the fault of the teacher, and it is worthy of the sage." ”

And this scholar loves to drill the tip of the horns, and as soon as he enters, he is a bottomless pit, and he can't get out.

Xiang Taifu's forehead was bruised, and he walked towards Chen Yuzhi with the ring ruler, and all the princes and concubines were left behind.

Hearing Xiao Ran bowing his head and secretly proud, he was secretly happy in his heart, Chen Yuzhi, I see how long you can be arrogant.

Li Muliang, the daughter of the general of Xifu on the side, said a despicable villain to Wen Xiaoran.

Xiang Taifu is more than half a hundred years old, and he is a powerless scholar, how can he be the opponent of young people, besides, the Jin Dynasty is still martial, most children have learned it since childhood, and those with poor talent can also have some skills.

Chen Yu knew that the strength of the wine had not yet passed, and when he saw Taifu rushing towards him violently, he instinctively reacted and pressed Taifu to the ground, no matter how he resisted, he still couldn't move.

The so-called no coincidence is not a book, Chen Yu suddenly remembered the previous agreement with the beggar grandson not to count, and the devil's claws slowly stretched out to Taifu's white beard.

"What are you going to do, Chen Yuzhi!" shouted to Taifu in horror, having forgotten his struggle.

"Stop, Chen Yuzhi!" Li Muliang wanted to get up to stop him, but it was too late.

The school was dead silent, and their eyes widened as they watched the perpetrator hold two wisps of white in his hand, carry the scimitar at his waist, and walk away.

On that day, everyone in Yangming Academy saw the humble and elegant Xiang Taifu on weekdays and scolded his mother.

After Chen Yuzhi walked out of the gate of the school, he went straight to the Drunken Immortal Residence.

Sun beggar looked at the last cup of immortal drunkenness left, pinched his fingers and counted something in an extremely obscure way, and then looked at the fragrant wine in the cup, drank it all, and then shouted to Xiao Er with a rare heroic appearance on weekdays: "Full!"

A big hand slapped the table, and a wisp of white came into the eyes.

"How, accept it or not. ”

Chen Yuzhi sat down next to the old beggar, squinting and carefully observing his reaction.

"The beard will grow back when it is plucked, but this undesirable thing is done, and the ninth prince already has the answer in his heart, so why should he confirm it with the old beggar me again. ”

The old beggar put on an unfathomable posture, which was quite funny.

Chen Yuzhi picked up the immortal drunk that had just been full, and let it see the bottom again like a cow drinking water.

"You old man, you're boring. ”

The old beggar ignored it completely, and his attention was focused on the pot of wine, "Childe, you drink slowly, drink slowly." ”

If it weren't for the loss of face, I really wanted to shout and leave me a bite for the old beggar!

After three rounds of drinking, this year-old friend opened the conversation, that is, there is nothing to talk about, from the widow Zhang in the east of the city to the old bustard in the Lianxiang Pavilion, in this Panyang City, there is nothing that his grandson beggar does not know.

"Ninth Prince, what if one day you find that there is no place to live in the world?" the old beggar asked with the strength of wine.

Chen Yuzhi was already drunk on the table, and said vaguely: "So what, you beggar doesn't look very free. ”

The old beggar smiled, left an unknown book on the table, and walked away.

Since then, there has been no beggar in Panyang City.

Late at night, in the imperial study of the palace, the old eunuch who accompanied the Jin King Rongma all his life said: "Your Majesty, the Nine Emperor Princes have plucked the beard of the Taifu today, and they have really lost the royal face. ”

King Jin ignored him and continued to flip through the folds in his hand.

Seeing this, the old eunuch was silent.

King Jin suddenly asked: "Cao Xuanbing, the nine princes have all grown up under your watch, who can be up to the task?"

"Your Majesty, this is really a tormenting old slave. "This royal matter, there are many reasons to say and make mistakes, and the old eunuch is the most appropriate.

"You are not guilty, but it is okay to say. ”

The old eunuch added some lamp oil to the king of Jin, saying that the eldest prince was older, thoughtful, the most mature and steady, the five princes had been in the army for more than three years, and there were already supporters in the Beifu army, and when it came to the emperor's appearance, the nine princes were more suitable.

King Jin sighed, "This Jiu'er, his mother died early, he is blaming me, or not." ”

"The Nine Emperor Princes have been smart since childhood, and they have cut off their own back roads, and I am afraid that they have no intention of living in the temple. "The old eunuch has insight into the overall situation, and his analysis is reasonable and well-founded.

Tomorrow, the order will be sent down, confined for half a month, and the rod will be punished with thirty rods, and the mouths of those scholars will be blocked.

Chen Yuzhi was confined in the house after being punished with a rod for thirty years, but he was also happy to be pure. Sitting by the small pond and watching the fish, eyebrows and fireworks to live a life, is what he yearns for in his heart.

In the past few days in the house, Chen Yuzhi has been holding the booklet left by Sun Beggar and reading it with relish.

This book is nameless, and the first page of cursive has a few lines of big characters, "Those who practice martial arts must first cultivate their minds, and if they want to cultivate their minds, they should cultivate their qi as the foundation." "Put down the pen, iron tooth god calculation, Sun Wangxian.

Chen Yuzhi thought to himself, what about the iron-toothed gods, the iron rooster is almost the same, he doesn't pull out a dime, and he makes Lao Tzu pay every time he drinks, which is really unlucky.

But thinking about it, Chen Yuzhi also understands that after reading this book, he will earn it, even if he uses it to offset the wine money, he will also make a lot of money.

Chen Yuzhi sat on the steps of the courtyard, watching the waste of sleep and food, Qingluo did not dare to disturb on the side, the wind rose at night, so he took a coat and put it on for him, "Son, it's late at night, don't catch a cold." ”

Only then did he come to his senses, looked at the slim Qingluo, and asked, "Qingluo, how old are you this year?"

"Childe, after the New Year, there will be twenty slaves and maids. ”

Chen Yuzhi recalled the scene when he brought the green rato back to the house from Panyang Xiaoliuzhi Lane, and it has been ten years in the blink of an eye.

"Qingluo, it's time to find a good family for you. ”

When Qingluo heard him say this, her tears couldn't stop dripping.

"Childe, don't you want Qingluo anymore. ”

Chen Yuzhi has seen two things the most recently, one is the woman's tears, and the other is the maid Qingluo's offense.

These two things happened together, and it was a headache for an unruly person like Jiugongzi.

Qingluo said stubbornly with a crying voice: "Since the boy brought the slave into the house, the slave and the maid have been recognized as the son's person in this life, and they will not go anywhere." ”

Chen Yuzhi got up and gently stroked the small raindrops on Qingluo's face, "If you cry again, you will become a flower-faced cat, I don't like small animals." ”

When Qingluo heard this, she couldn't stop it, and plunged into Chen Yuzhi's arms and cried.

"Come on, come on, I'll compensate you for it, son, I won't let you leave in this life, little ancestor. Chen Yuzhi touched her little head and comforted her softly.

This crying is also a very physically demanding thing, she cried and cried, and fell asleep in Chen Yuzhi's arms.

Seeing this, Chen Yuzhi smiled bitterly, sighed that the injury was the most cold day, picked up Qingluo gently, and sent her back to her bed.

The bright moon hung upside down, and Chen Yuzhi returned to the courtyard and pulled out the scimitar on his waist, wanting to compete with this crescent moon.

The scimitar is called "double strand", which was given by the king of Jin when Chen Yuzhi was born, and came from the ingenuity of the first forging master Qi of the former Western Shu.

Chen Yuzhi clenched the scimitar, and under the background of the moonlight, he slashed forward nine rounds of arc moons in a row, and all the fallen leaves that swung in the wind were broken in half when they floated around his body.

Silently put the knife back into the sheath, and put the released qi back into the body, all in one go. It is said that the ninth prince is stubborn and ignorant, and he has such skills at a young age, if he tells others, he is afraid that he will not believe it.

According to the record in Sun Wangxian's book, the realm of martial arts ranges from one to nine grades, and the first three grades are like playing tricks in the eyes of ordinary masters, and they are just refining the body after all.

If there is a small success, it will be like Chen Yuzhi Fangcai, who can be subtle and cut off the fallen leaves.

Late at night, inside the Pavilion of Mercy.

"Double, single, see helmsman. ”

"No need to be polite, this mission is to assassinate the King of Jin, and the Nine Emperor Princes, Chen Yuzhi, is a frequent visitor in the pavilion, so look for an opportunity to approach him first. ”

The bewitching old bustard has changed his charming appearance on weekdays, his words are cold, and he does not mix any feelings.

Chen Yuzhi lay beside Qingluo, smelling the fragrance on her body, supporting his head with his hands, staring at the sleeping Qingluo, and his heart was ape.

I remembered that one day, Sun Wangxian said after drinking, if this male baby broke his body before the third grade gathered, then he would no longer have a chance to be promoted to the three realms after the ninth grade.

Chen Yuzhi is an ambitious person, although he has no intention of the temple, but he is very interested in the rivers and lakes.

Who doesn't want to be one of the top ten in the world, and who doesn't want to walk the world with a red face and a sword.

He smiled knowingly, turned over and sat on the ground, and cheered up.