Eastern Emperor Zhou, enlightened country, Xianlong Emperor, Yuan Heng 19 years.

It was the middle of winter, and it was icy and snowy outside the palace gate, but it was warm as spring inside the house.

Emperor Xianlong stood in front of the tall window with his back hand, staring at a flock of phoenix-tailed finches chirping and jumping on the tall dragon's blood tree.

At this moment, the young and powerful emperor's eyebrows were shrouded in a lingering mist.

A white-haired old eunuch knelt far away and said slowly, "...... Zhao Qianshan, who was a god guard, had returned to Beijing, and according to what he said, there was indeed a child who went to Parrot Island from the capital on that night thirteen years ago......

Emperor Xianlong was shocked imperceptibly when he heard the tiger's body.

The old eunuch who was lying on the ground saw it clearly, lowered his body and said: "Your Majesty, the old slave doesn't know whether to talk about something......

Long Qing waved his hand and said, "What are you talking about!"

The old eunuch hurriedly bowed his head and said, "It seems that someone in the palace has also gone to Parrot Island these days. ”

The Emperor turned abruptly and shouted, "Who?"

The old eunuch could feel from the emperor's tone that the emperor didn't know about it, and after a pause, Fang carefully spit out three words: "Wei Wuji." With that, he squinted his old eyes and peeked at the emperor's reaction.

The emperor was really unhappy, and said angrily, "What do they want, do they have to force me to kill people!" A palm slapped on the coffee table beside him, and a small Dingyao porcelain cup fell in response to the sound and shattered. A little eunuch heard the movement and hurriedly pushed the door in, but was blasted out by the old eunuch with a look.

The old eunuch said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is angry, the old slave thinks that the matter is serious, so he makes the decision on his own, and asks the god guard to send more people to ensure the safety of that child! But all kinds of rumors about this child are chasing after the wind and shadows, and the emperor can't take it too seriously!"

The emperor's face softened slightly, raised his hand to signal him to get up, sighed and said: "Wu Liuyi, about this matter, the contradiction in my heart is concerned, only you know best, and I ordered the Divine Guard-no, you go in person, take good care of that child, and bring him into Beijing when the time is ripe!"

After that, he looked out the window at the flying snow and quietly became distracted.

Thirteen years ago, on the same snowy day, Emperor Xianlong, who was far away in the north of Xinjiang to conquer the Demon Clan, received an urgent report from the capital: a fire broke out in the palace, Yuxiu Palace was burned to the ground, and his favorite Princess Ning Cong and his new prince who had not yet met died in the fire, and even half of the bones could not be found.

I don't want today's tragedy to take a turn for the better, I don't know if there will be a bloody killing hidden behind this turnaround......

Qingchuan calendar Hanyang tree, fragrant grass bleak parrot island.

Parrot Island is not big, just because it is located at the corner of the Zigui River, it has become the most important transit station on the first line of Zigui, there are many ships coming and going, business tourists are weaving, and it can be regarded as a well-known and prosperous place in the territory of the enlightened country.

Enlighten the people of the country to believe in the way of chivalry, and the parrot island is particularly prosperous, the city is full of martial arts halls, and the martial arts are all over the place, which can be said to be the sound of the knife in every family, and the chivalrous in every household.

In the northeast corner of Parrot Island, there is a large mansion, which is known as the Night House.

The ancestor of the Ye clan, Ye Jingzhong, was named the general of Weiyuan because of his great achievements in the Northern Demon Clan. Now that the ancestors have passed away, the great Yejia still does not lose the glorious atmosphere of the year, especially its great-great-grandson Yetan is not happy with the career and is obsessed with martial arts, and finally carries forward the ancestral martial arts of the Yejia family, and becomes a prince of the martial arts world of the enlightened country.

In the huge martial arts hall of the Ye family, the wind of fists and palms was stirring, cheering the emperor, and dozens of disciples were practicing selflessly.

There was a person sitting on a square platform in the middle of the martial arts hall, this person had gray hair and a peaceful and kind face, but he couldn't hide a strong aura. He is Ye Tan, the martial arts powerhouse of the Enlightenment Country.

On Yetan's side, several boys and girls of similar age stood with their hands in their hands. They are Ye Tan's eldest son Ye Xinghe, the second night Qianfan, the third son Ye Fengxiao, the youngest daughter Ye Qingxuan and nephew Xie Tianhua.

After practicing for nearly two hours, Ye Tan Fang raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, slowly got up, looked at the disciples in the audience, and said loudly: "Since the establishment of meritorious deeds by the ancestors of the Ye family, we have always firmly believed in one truth, that is, the way of martial arts is as precious as iron in the heart, as concentrated as concentration, every punch you make, and every pile you stand on means that you have taken another step forward on the road of cultivation. If the water realm, the Xiyan realm, and even enter the invisible realm where King Kong is not bad and walks with the immortal path......"

The disciples in the audience listened to it with enthusiasm, all of them were gearing up, and their faces all showed agitation.

In a corner outside the martial arts hall was a thin black boy of twelve or thirteen years old, secretly watching the drills of those disciples, his expression full of envy.

This young man is the son of Ye Chiju, a side clan member of the Ye family. Although this Ye Chun is the same generation as Ye Tan, his status in the Ye family is very different, because his thirteen-year-old son has never been qualified to enter the clan school, let alone step into the martial arts hall for half a step.

Ye Qianzhong had been lying in wait outside the martial arts hall for a long time, he was already exhausted, and he was hungry in his stomach, so he couldn't help but twist his numb legs slightly.

That night sandal's ears and eyes were so sharp, his eyes were sharp, his hand waved, and a strong qi split into the air, only to hear a painful groan, and a thin figure fell from the wall.

Seeing this, all the disciples roared angrily and rushed forward, and the one who rushed to the front of the disciples was Ye Tan's nephew Xie Tianhua.

Although this Xie Tianhua practiced martial arts with Ye Tan's children, because of his mediocre qualifications and no outstanding features, he was not favored among the brothers, and he never even became Ye Tan's disciple. So he tried his best to behave in front of his uncle in order to please him.

I saw that Xie Tianhua rushed to the front like an evil eagle pounced, and when he saw that it was just a child lying on the ground, he was disappointed in his heart, and shouted: "What a daring little thief!" and stepped on the child's body fiercely.

The child was already a little unconscious, but by the force of his kick, he had woken up slightly, turned his head with difficulty, and there was a smear of red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Xie Tianhua naturally recognized him, and he was a little inexplicably excited, pulling his neck like an eagle catching a chicken and lifting Ye Qianzhong in front of everyone, and scolded in his mouth: "It's really day and night defense, it's hard to prevent thieves, it's actually you here to peek at my uncle's practice!"

"It's Chiju!" Ye Qingxuan blurted out, among the four siblings, she was more familiar with Ye Chiju, but she had only met a few times, and the rest basically regarded this black and thin boy as nothing. It was out of the corner of their eyes that they glanced at the child who trembled slightly like a sparrow in the wind and rain, and they didn't feel the slightest feeling.

Ye Tan didn't know where Ye Qianzhong was sacred, and looked at her daughter with some doubts.

Ye Qingxuan explained: "He is the son of the thirteenth uncle of Dongfu, and he should be thirteen years old this year!"

Ye Tan sighed, he only vaguely remembered that the old thirteen in the East Mansion was called Ye Chun, and the others were not the slightest impression, looking at this poor child, there was a sense of guilt in his heart.

Xie Tianhua didn't know what his uncle was thinking, and hurriedly added: "This kid is a little bastard picked up from the snow by thirteen lame people, a well-known unruly embryo, and now the thief is hiding here, and I don't know who is outside......

Ye Tan's brows were already twisted into a ball.

Ye Qingxuan's beautiful little face was already red, and he said dissatisfiedly to Xie Tianhua: "Cousin Tianhua, no matter how you say that he is surnamed Ye, why do you humiliate him so much?"

Xie Tianhua was the most obedient to his cousin, seeing that she was unhappy, and he noticed that his uncle's face showed displeasure, and he knew that he was speechless, so he quickly stopped talking, glared at Ye Qianzhong fiercely without resentment, and threw him to the ground forcefully.

The small body fell on the bluestone ground, which was naturally not light, and the young man's face suddenly showed a look of pain.

Ye Tan didn't look at him, just looked at his eldest son Ye Xinghe, and said lightly: "Let Steward Lin reiterate the rules of our Ye Family's Xuanwu Hall to each mansion, I hope this kind of thing will not happen again." Send some silver to the old thirteen, so that this child can take care of his injuries. ”

With that, he got up and walked away.

Xie Tianhua craned his waist to watch his uncle's figure disappear behind the shadow wall, then he turned around, looked at his cousin Ye Xinghe and asked, "Senior brother, what should I do with this miscellaneous matter?"

Ye Xinghe waved his hand at him and said, "Hey, I'm not your senior brother - this kid has to ask you to deal with it for me according to what my father said, don't go too far!"

Saying that, he laughed and walked away with a group of younger siblings.

Ye Qingxuan also looked at Ye Qianzhong under the ground helplessly, shook his head and followed his brothers.

Night.

A dilapidated humble room, with a little bean-like dim lamp.

All this is incompatible with the weather of the mansion of the magnificent general.

A thin middle-aged man with a bruised child in his arms, the man's face was full of love and tears rippled.

"Chong'er, my father is sorry for you, but I don't have the ability to protect you, we are under the low eaves, we must accept our fate, the young master of the Xie family can't get used to you, you learn to bow to him, don't think about going to school, practicing martial arts, I will ask the housekeeper to find a job for you in the spring, our father and son live in peace and stability is a big deal......"

Ye Qianzhong closed his mouth tightly, his eyes were gloomy, and a question was constantly circling in his heart: Was the dream of an ordinary person shattered like this? Or did an ordinary person not dare to have a dream?

Suddenly, the boy's eyes widened, and even his breath became rapid.

Ye Tsubaki also felt something strange, looked back, and exclaimed unconsciously.

The dilapidated wooden door behind them opened silently, and a group of men in black were quietly watching them.

These men in black all held weapons in their hands, their faces covered with black scarves, and their falcon-like eyes looked terrifying in the dim and dark room.

Seeing this, Ye Chun hurriedly rolled to the ground, kowtowed, and said: "Young Master of the Xie family, even if my family has made the mistake of heaven and earth, it will not bother you to be so prosperous, please ask the young master of the Xie family to spare his life!"

The leader of the men in black sneered, looked at the father and son, and waved his hand violently......

The knife is shining!