This is a high-gate compound, the courtyard is deep, the popularity is cold, the eyes are full of red bricks and green tiles, green stone steps, but everywhere is sparsely populated, cold makes people want to cry. Although this newly renamed Xu Wangfu's mansion is so hot in the eyes of others, Xu Wenfu's door is also full of people, but there are still few people, at least in the eyes of his little child wearing gold ribbon fish, there are only him and her mother, and the father who has a sword for a long time and other servants and maids come and go, although they look smiling and sweet, but they always feel that they look at themselves very strangely, as if they are looking at their own clothes embroidered with three big insects, as if they are not looking at themselves, but looking at a piece of shining gold。

Father always did not smile, just like the sword in his hand, he quietly touched it once, cold and piercing. My father probably didn't like writing essays and reading people, and when my mother took the notebook she had spent several days and happily showed it to my father, my father took a look at it and put it aside, and then continued to talk to a few uncles who looked very scary. By the way, those uncles themselves don't like it very much, they always occupy their father's time, and they used to be able to see their father in Chengdu, but now even their mother may not be able to see him with a sword for a day. Mother has always been like water, and she doesn't fight.

My father doesn't like to read literature, he should like to practice martial arts, otherwise how could he hold a cold long sword all day long. The child thought privately in his heart. From then on, the little boy was obsessed with the guards with swords at their waists to learn how to use swords. The guards were also forced to wield a few knives casually and perfunctory, but it was enough for the little boy to be happy. It's just that when I went back, I looked at my mother's distressed eyes and felt the hot soreness in my body, should I continue? But the next day, the little boy strengthened his determination, because his father, who always had a straight face, did not see those annoying uncles in the study for the first time, but waited for him in his mother's small yard with a handsome big brother.

"Little Wenbao, haven't you seen your master soon?" Mother urged the little boy to see this young big brother, big brother, no, it was the master who asked the little boy whether to learn a knife or a sword, the little boy glanced at the long sword that his father was holding, although he still liked the knife with a curve, but he still replied immaturely, "The one in Daddy's hand." The little boy didn't know if he was dazzled, but he saw a smile in his father's eyes, who had never smiled.

In the days that followed, my mother always said that she was in the middle of an evil spirit, and she didn't even look at her favorite loquat paste when she practiced martial arts. However, what disappointed Xiao Wenbao was that he still rarely saw his father who was not smiling. On the day of Xiao Wenbao's birth in the second year of martial arts, his father gave Xiao Wenbao a long sword, which was a real iron long sword, which was taken out of the newly built Vientiane Pavilion, and Xiao Wenbao was very happy, although his father still did not smile. It's probably because my father can't laugh, otherwise my father should have laughed a long time ago if he worked so hard to practice martial arts. Xiao Wenbao was silently happy in his heart.

It would be nice if things went on like this. That year, it was very windy, and the yard was full of fallen leaves, really, those maids didn't know how to clean it. The nine-year-old Xiaowen Leopard complained in his mouth, but he still put on a shelf like a little adult, and the wooden sword in his hand stabbed out again and again, stringing pieces of withered yellow fallen leaves. After practicing for a long time, Xiaowen Leopard shook his sour wrist and practiced for many years, but he still doesn't like thorns, he only likes the refreshment of chopping in his heart, but his father likes it.

"Wen Leopard, come here. "Father's voice!" Xiao Wenbao's eyes lit up, and he put down the wooden sword with the throbbing in his heart, and then turned his head, but when he turned his head, Xiao Wenbao was stunned, and his father, who usually did not smile, was smiling kindly, but, but, it was against the little beggar who was in tatters and dirty, and his father's hand wanted to put on the little beggar's head several times, regardless of the little beggar's dirty, the little beggar slapped his hand off again and again. Xiao Wenbao endured the unhappiness and sadness in his heart and ran to his father.

"This is your younger brother, Chu Wenbao, Xiaowen. The father introduced himself to the dirty little beggar like this, and the mother who rushed over took her hand and urged her, "Call my brother quickly." ”

"Brother!" the little beggar did not answer, it was really rude and uneducated.

The next day, my father introduced the elder brother named Chu Wensheng to everyone, and in an instant, everyone gathered around the little beggar who was wearing beautiful clothes and feeling unwell, and said the words he had said to himself before, which was really boring, and it happened that he was practicing martial arts quietly. By the way, I forgot to mention that Chu Wensheng's clothes had four big insects on his body that his mother said was Jiaolong. But what can you do? You don't know how to practice martial arts.

This winter is still the same, but there is a small audience next to Xiaowen Leopard's martial arts practice, Chu Wensheng.

Recently, my uncle has been running to my mother's yard, and every time I have caused my mother to be unhappy and annoyed. I quarreled with my mother several times, and it was hard to imagine that my mother's temperament actually said loudly regardless of her manners, "How can you let me fight with a dead man!" After that, my uncle didn't come again, and I heard that he went to a remote place to be a captain. The atmosphere of the whole Xu Wangfu is also weird, the maid guards are always whispering together, the mother is soft and doesn't care about these, the father is different, and a large number of them were changed on the same day, although they still can't stop it, but what is the matter with themselves? I have to prepare for the sword dance of my father's birthday!

Chu Wensheng's first Chu Xiao birthday to King Xu's Mansion has finally arrived.

The lanterns in King Xu's mansion were hung high, red stickers were plastered all over the curtains, and the faces of the servants who came and went were full of smiles. After Xu Wang Chuxiao received everyone's toast, the children presented gifts. Chu Wensheng, who still didn't like to dress gorgeously, first came to Chu Xiao with a long item wrapped in red cloth, put the things in his hand in front of Chu Xiao, and said, "Do you like to use it!" Chu Xiao had a rare smile on his face, and wanted to touch Chu Wensheng's head, but Chu Wensheng avoided him. When he opened the red cloth strip, it was a shoddy willow cane, but it made Chu Xiao smile, and he said that he liked it again and again, touched his whole body, but took off a small seal from his waist and hung it on Chu Wensheng's neck, and then put aside the long sword he usually used to hold, and used the willow cane beautifully. Later, Chu Wenbao's sword dance caused a lot of praise, and Chu Xiao also gave the long sword to Chu Wenbao, but Chu Wenbao was not so happy in his heart, and the Qingfeng long sword that was usually extremely red seemed to be nothing more than this at this moment, and the smile on Chu Xiao's face seemed to be superfluous, and he was rewarded to himself, this feeling, Chu Wenbao didn't like it very much.

After Chu Xiao's birthday this year, Chu Wenbao no longer let Chu Wensheng watch him practice swords.

Later, Princess Xu died of depression, and the two brothers of King Xu did not want to get along. It wasn't until five years ago that Chu Xiao got the tragedy of Xiliangwu Muye's family, and for some reason drove Chu Wensheng, the son of the family who had always been drunk and dreamed of death, out of the Xu Wangfu. Chu Wenbao met the man with a blue-faced fanged mask and made a deal, but he failed not to mention, and was found by Chu Xiao for some reason, and after breaking the legs of several implicated righteous sons with willow crutches, he smashed Chu Wenbao's tongue with a crutch, and then a series of operations uprooted the power of Chu Wenbao's mother clan in the Chu family's army, and then later, the prince of Xu came back with his designated princess.

Five years later, there was a school competition.

Chu Wenbao's right-hand heavy sword mechanism started to crush Chu Wensheng's sword, and the short sword in his left hand stabbed Chu Wensheng's heart with the cold light of the forest, just like the wooden sword stringing up fallen leaves over the years. At the critical moment, Chu Wensheng saw the murderous aura in Chu Wenbao's eyes, a clear sword groan, Chu Wensheng's hand flashed with a bright blue light, and the sword qi took shape, and then a thousand sword qi swept vertically and horizontally, smashing the short sword with an indomitable move, and then a heavy sword, and then the Qingying sword qi passed through.

Mother, do you want to see you? Chu Wenbao had one last thought.

"Sword bones?" Ma Rulong said in surprise.

"Bone Sword!" Ye Wen exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his eyes were cloudy.

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