The man in the black robe turned around, and there was an old man with a gray beard and a face full of vicissitudes.

"Old king, how are you"! Jiang Yu'er saw clearly that the man in the black robe was the old king who had been away from Qingshui County for more than half a year.

The old king didn't speak, but walked slowly towards Jiang Yu'er with a smile on his face. When he arrived at Dejiang Yu'er, the old king suddenly knelt down and shouted in a low voice: "Wang Fuyang knocks to see His Highness."

Chen Zhiyuan had also stood up and knelt down behind the old king, and Zheng Tianming also made the same action: "The last general will knock to see His Highness."

Jiang Yu'er stared at the scene in front of her with wide eyes, stunned, and did not react for a long time.

For a long time, Jiang Yu'er still stood there in a panic, looking at the three people kneeling in front of her, not knowing what to do. He swallowed his saliva and stammered softly asked, "You, you, you are the old king, right?"

Wang Fuyang was still kneeling, but his body straightened up: "It's an old minister", his face was full of tears.

Confirming that it was the old king, Jiang Yu'er hurriedly went over to help the old man: "Old king, what are you doing, hurry up, get up."

Jiang Yu'er helped the old king up, and when he saw that Chen Zhiyuan and Zheng Tianming were still kneeling, he went to help them again. He panicked to help everyone, stammering some incomprehensible words, Chen Zhiyuan and Zheng Tianming just stood aside with their heads down after they stood up, making Jiang Yu'er even more uneasy.

Wang Fuyang saw Jiang Yu'er's panicked appearance, he stabilized his mind, he had been waiting for this day for ten years, and it was inevitable that he would lose his temper for a while.

"Your Royal Highness, I, Wang Fuyang, have been waiting for ten years, and I finally waited for today."

"What? What? What do you call me, old king?" Jiang Yu'er finally heard what Wang Fuyang called herself.

"Your Highness, your father is the late crown prince Liu Jinghong", Wang Fuyang said this sentence almost with some crying.

Jiang Yu'er was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then she was in a trance in front of her, and her brain was a little dizzy.

Wang Fuyang hurriedly stepped forward to support Jiang Yu'er and shouted: "Chen Zhiyuan", Chen Zhiyuan immediately moved a military chair and asked Jiang Yu'er to sit down.

Jiang Yu'er just sat like this, Chen Zhiyuan let him drink a few more sips of water, his eyes were in a daze, and Wang Fuyang and the three had to wait in front of him.

After a long time, Jiang Yu'er finally came to his senses, he looked up at Wang Fuyang slowly, shocked, at a loss, and flustered, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

"Your Highness, I know that you can't accept this matter for a while, it's okay, I'll tell you slowly", Wang Fuyang sighed and said in a long voice.

"Your Royal Highness, your real name is Liu Chi, the only son of the late crown prince Liu Jinghong, and you are of royal blood. The tragedy ten years ago, Lao Chen still remembers it vividly, Liu Jingheng slaughtered the entire East Palace the day before your father ascended the throne, you were not yet five years old at the time, in order not to let them kill them all, I can only burn the entire East Palace, let them think that you also died in that massacre", Wang Fuyang said this, his voice trembled a little.

Jiang Yu'er looked up at Wang Fuyang, her mouth opened slightly, hearing this, her already shocked heart was even more devastated.

"Fortunately, God blesses, I took you out of Kyoto, went all the way south, settled down in Yangzhou, ten years ago, and now you have grown up", said, Wang Fuyang knelt down again, Chen Zhiyuan and Zheng Tianming did the same.

This time, Jiang Yu'er didn't help the three of them, he was still in shock, and the whole person was in a trance. Wang Fuyang and the three of them knelt down and kowtowed before getting up on their own, and several people looked at each other and sighed.

"Your Highness, you sit for a while, General Chen and I are waiting outside the tent", Wang Fuyang, Chen Zhiyuan, and Zheng Tianming walked out of the camp tent one after another, leaving Jiang Yu'er alone, "It's helpless to tell him the truth so eagerly, let him stay alone for a while, he needs time", Wang Fuyang, who had just walked out of the camp, whispered to Chen Zhiyuan, maybe he himself also needs to buffer, ten years, too long.

"Wang Taifu, you say, can His Highness accept it?" Chen Zhiyuan asked in a low voice.

"If he can, he will definitely be able to", Wang Fuyang looked up at the sky.

Jiang Yu'er in the camp followed the three out of the camp with blank eyes.

"Jiang Yu'er, what you have been thinking about for many years has happened like this? No, you are not Jiang Yu'er, you are not called Jiang Yu'er, the old king said that your name is Liu Chi, your surname is Liu, Liu of the royal family, you are still the son of the late prince, and you are the heir to the throne"! Jiang Yu'er finally began to think, "But, how is it possible?" I am just an orphan in a small county town, I grew up eating a hundred family meals, I have no relatives, only two friends, and an old man who has been with me for ten years. However, this is what the old king said, he can't lie to me, why should he lie to me, he has no reason! He had said before that he had picked me up from the pile of dead people, but I wasn't in the palace, he was hiding from something, it must be like this! ”

Jiang Yu'er sat on the chair, thought for a while, and then looked at the tent that only had his own, "If I am really a member of the royal family, now, what are they telling me for now?" Why is Lao Wangtou here, he and Chen Zhiyuan should have known each other for a long time, Chen Zhiyuan called him Taifu, what Taifu? The Prince? The old prince was the teacher of the late prince? Is it my father's master? Jiang Yu'er suddenly wanted to laugh, she used to say that she might be the child of a rich family, or even a wealthy family, but no matter how much she thought about it, she would never have thought that she could go directly to the royal family! Father is a prince! Grandpa is the emperor! Even after drinking 800 jars of wine, I don't dare to dream like this!

Jiang Yu'er shook her head and smiled bitterly: "But, are these true?"

After sitting in the tent for a long time, thinking for a long time, no matter what, the old king told himself the truth, perhaps, there are some things that he wants to know, or there is something he wants to do, so far, he can only take one step at a time, what is more shocking than knowing that he is a royal family? Thinking of this, Jiang Yu'er got up and walked to the tent door to lift the door cloth, saw the three people standing not far away, and shouted: "Wang... Old king's head".

The three of them looked back, and the old Wang Tou obviously had a smile on his face.

A few people returned to the camp tent, and Wang Fuyang saw that Jiang Yu'er's mood had calmed down a lot, so he wanted to kneel down with Chen Zhiyuan and Zheng Tianming again. Jiang Yu'er dragged hard and didn't agree, and then let everyone sit down, a little awkward, Jiang Yu'er sat on the general's seat, Wang Fuyang on the left, Chen Zhiyuan and Zheng Tianming on the right.

The tent was quiet for a long time, Jiang Yu'er was restless and didn't know where to look, Wang Fuyang looked at Jiang Yu'er quietly and with a smile on his face. Chen Zhiyuan and Zheng Tianming sat precariously with expressionless faces.

"That, old Wangtou, oh, no, Mrs. Wang...", Jiang Yu'er finally couldn't stand this embarrassing atmosphere and said.

"Your Royal Highness still calls Lao Chen Lao Wangtou, it's been more than ten years, I'm used to listening to it", Wang Fuyang interrupted Jiang Yu'er.

"Oh, well, old king, I, I am... Is the surname Liu"? Jiang Yu'er stammered and asked.

"It's true, Your Highness's name was still taken by the first emperor, and you are the first emperor of the first emperor. The old minister remembered that when His Royal Highness was born, the first emperor was so happy that he rewarded the prince with countless gold and silver treasures, and personally read the classics to name His Royal Highness: Liu Chi", Wang Fuyang looked kind at this time, and said with longing, "Qingchang Hui and March 4, Chichang Qi Ai thousands of years."

"Qingchang Hui and March 4th, Chichang Qi Ai thousands of years. Qing Changhui and March 4, Chichang Qi Ai thousands of years", Jiang Yu'er whispered silently twice, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Old Wangtou, you taught me this poem, right?"

"Your Highness still remembers, the minister knows, Your Highness will definitely remember. The first emperor hopes that His Royal Highness will be safe and live a long life, which shows the first emperor's love for His Royal Highness", Wang Fuyang nodded with satisfaction.

"Old Wangtou, where is my mother", Jiang Yu'er finally asked.

Wang Fuyang's face suddenly became solemn, he leaned back, closed his eyes and opened them again, and sighed heavily.

"Hey, the crown princess, it's a pity, she could have become a generation of virtuous queens, that night, there was nothing", Wang Fuyang squinted his eyes slightly and shook his head.

Jiang Yu'er had completely calmed down at this time, but there were many, many questions, he wanted to know the answer, wanted to speak, but didn't know where to start, so he had to exhale and whispered: "Old Wangtou, you tell me about my father and mother."

When Wang Fuyang heard this, he took a deep look at Jiang Yu'er, and then smiled with relief.

"The prince and the princess are actually my students, the old minister's life, in his last life, he was a martial artist who mixed the rivers and lakes, accepted the princess as a student, abandoned martial arts in the second half of his life, and accepted the prince as a student, God is not thin on the minister."

"Old Wangtou, you, do you know martial arts"? Jiang Yu'er looked surprised.

"Hahahaha, Your Highness, Wang Taifu was a master of martial arts back then, and now there is still a legend of his old man in martial arts", Chen Zhiyuan suddenly laughed, "Jade Fan Jiaolong, this name, but some people still remember."

"It's like a world away", Wang Fuyang smiled.

Jiang Yu'er looked at Chen Zhiyuan and then at Wang Fuyang, her face full of surprise finally had a smile, and the atmosphere in the camp was much more relaxed.

"Back then, I was disgusted with the fighting and killing of the rivers and lakes, so I brought your mother to Kyoto, and with a few years of business, I also had some fame in Kyoto. I met your father during a Kyoto debate, and the prince was a teenager at the time, and I didn't know he was the prince. After that time, the prince came to me every few days to ask for apprenticeship, I was also arrogant, I didn't think about accepting students again, but after coming and going, your mother took a fancy to him", Wang Fuyang fell deeply into the memory, and his voice was already full of vicissitudes.

Jiang Yu'er was like a teenager listening to the story intently at this time, looking at Wang Fuyang with a smile on his face.